Actions

Work Header

A Canyon Between Us

Summary:

Kim isn't really sure what keeps drawing her to these matches against Shego. It doesn't really matter, though. She'll keep doing it.

Notes:

Originally written for and posted to KP Slash Haven.

Chapter Text

Hot desert wind blew across the sweat beading on my skin. Rough and hard, the sandstone scraped across my exposed skin, tiny streams of blood forming in the rivulets of shorn skin.

Damn her.

I lunged at her, my fist cocked and ready to launch at her throat. Her wrist deflected my attack, her other hand coming up to lever me up and over her head, impacting me against the canyon wall. Breath left my lungs in a whoosh, rock scraping against the delicate membranes of my skin.

Glaring at her, I dusted myself off and fell into my stance once more. That damned insufferable smirk curved those full lips and I ached to wipe it from her mouth.

My leg swung out in a low knee sweep, forcing her to leap into the air. That smirk continued to curve those lips and needle deep into my brain, an irritant that settled along my nerves. I swung wildly at that smirk, my fist impacting lightly against her shoulder, pushing her backwards mid-leap.

She landed heavily, off balance by my punch and I curbed the urge to rush to her side. Dropping into my stance, I glared at her through narrowed eyes. That smirk finally changes, widening into a grin of unabashed pleasure.

She flips up onto her feet, landing lightly and leaping toward me. Her blows rain on me, so rapidly I can barely block them. My opening is brief and all too precious. Twisting around her punch, my elbow impacts the back of her shoulder, hard, my foot tangled around her ankle, driving her face first into the dirt.

Leaping to her feet again, her dusty features are still split by that grin, the whiteness of her teeth standing out against her darkened features. The back of one normally pale hand wipes across her mouth, obscuring the grin for a moment.

Without a word, she launches at me, the slash of whiteness against the red dust picked up from the dirt floor coming closer until she's in my space and I'm blocking and attacking.

I swipe at her, an ineffectual overhand blow, not aiming at anything in particular. She blocks, pulling my arm, making me trip forward, landing hard on my knees. Above me, that grin widens and I know I'm going to do something to her. Something bad.

Burning settles low in my gut as I erupt from my position on the loose dirt, my dusty hands gripping her shirt, throwing her bodily through the air. She flips in the air, landing lightly on her feet.

"God! Yes!" The fire in her eyes arrests me, stilling my movements before I can manage a block for her newest attack. Her body presses against me, from neck to knee, the soft press of her breasts a handy distraction, clouding my mind with uninvited, swamping desire.

I'm too distracted to even begin to think about breaking free, not with her mouth slanting across mine. She pushes into my mouth, insistent desire melting what little resolve I have against her. Hissing at the rock jabbing into my back, I soon forget about it as her hand roughly shoves it's way into my pants.

My head falls back against the hard stones, jarring my skull as her fingers slip through my wetness. I shudder at her fingertip scraping across sensitive nerves, teasing and enticing.

Heat erupts in my body, and I'm writhing against her, pinned against the wall. I need more, I need her, and all I can get is whatever she gives me.

Blankly, my eyes stare at the bright blue sky, the dull red rocks, before sliding shut once more, concentrating fully on the sensations she's pulling from the depths of my soul. I'm not going to be able to hold back, not with as hard as we've gone at each other today.

I can feel her hot breath wafting against my lips and I can't hold back my whimper. A feral growl is my only warning before she plunders my mouth, her teasing fingers sliding against me.

Oh, god.

Needily, I respond to her greedy mouth, my tongue meeting hers in a dance. I'm so close...

I grab at her, desperately anchoring myself to her as she plays my body like a well tuned instrument, drawing my pleasure out into lengthy heartbeats of mind numbing ecstasy.

Fire scorches through me, leaving my soul branded and my mind a muddled remnant of what it had been before. The rough kiss gentles against me, her body pressed against me. Pulling back from me, she watches me as my breath comes in heavy pants.

"Same time next week?"

The grin that splits my face is every bit as wide as the one that had graced her own earlier.

"Count on it. One of these days, I'm going to get you first."

Laughing, she pushes away from me, striding into the distance. Shadowed by obligation and restraint, my eyes watch her until she disappears around protruding rock and returns to her gilded life.