Day 12: Roleplay (Doctor/Patient)

Day 12: Roleplay (Doctor/Patient)

Shego was never one to admit weakness. But after her most recent band of thievery with Dr. Drakken, it was hard to hide the deep cut running down her side and the bruises that were starting to darken across her skin. She had insisted she didn't need help, that she could take care of it on her own, but Kim wasn't having it. Not this time.

"You're not invincible, Shego," Kim said firmly, guiding her partner toward the bed in their shared apartment. "You need to let someone take care of you for once."

The green woman rolled her eyes, her usual cocky attitude barely dulled by the pain she was clearly trying to hide. "Come on, Princess, it's just a scratch," she muttered, though the wince that crossed her face betrayed her words.

The heroine raised an eyebrow, giving her a knowing look. "A scratch? Right. And you're just walking around with a 'scratch' that's practically gushing blood?"

Shego huffed, sinking onto the bed as she tried to play it off. "Fine, maybe it's a little worse than a scratch. But I've had worse."

Kim crossed her arms, staring down at her with an exasperated look. "And who's usually the one who has to patch you up afterward?"

The villainess shrugged, her smirk returning. "You, of course. You're the one who always insists."

The redhead smiled, shaking her head. "Then let me do what I'm good at. Sit still."

Shego leaned back, her smirk fading just slightly as she finally relaxed. "Fine, Doc," she teased, her voice dipping into something more playful. "But if I have to sit through this, you better make it worth my while."

Kim's eyes narrowed slightly, her mind already spinning with the perfect comeback. "Oh, I think I can make it worth your while," she said, her voice soft but full of suggestion.

Suddenly, Shego seemed a lot more interested in this whole thing. "Oh? What do you have in mind, Princess?"

Kim walked over to her dresser, pulling out a small first-aid kit, but she wasn't just thinking about bandages and antiseptic anymore. "Well, if you're going to be a difficult patient," she began, turning around with a mischievous glint in her eyes, "maybe I should remind you how important it is to follow your doctor's orders."

Shego's smirk returned in full force as she leaned back on the bed, clearly enjoying where this was heading. "Is that so, Doc? Are you gonna make me behave?"

The redhead nodded, her expression becoming more serious, though her eyes were sparkling with playful intent. "Absolutely. You don't get a choice. I'm in charge now."

Shego raised an eyebrow, amused. "You in charge, huh? I'll believe that when I see it."

"Oh, you'll see it," Kim said, stepping closer. "Now, first things first—let's get you out of these clothes."

The green woman chuckled, clearly enjoying the shift in power dynamics. "Doctor's orders, huh?" she teased, her eyes glinting with mischief as she started to pull off her top, revealing the bruises and cuts littered across her skin. "I hope you know what you're doing, Kimmie."

Kim's breath caught for a second as she took in the sight of Shego's injured body, but she quickly regained her composure. "Trust me, I do," she replied, stepping forward to help Shego out of her shirt, carefully avoiding the deeper cuts.

As she moved closer, Kim couldn't help but let her hands linger on Shego's skin, her touch both gentle and firm. The roleplay had taken on a life of its own now, and Kim was determined to make Shego feel cared for in more ways than one.

Shego noticed the shift and smirked, her eyes darkening with interest. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" she teased.

Kim smiled, her fingers brushing lightly over Shego's collarbone as she leaned down, her voice low. "Maybe. But you're the one who's supposed to be following orders."

Shego's smirk widened as she leaned back further, clearly giving in to the moment. "Then tell me, Doc... what's next?"

Kim didn't hesitate. She reached for the first-aid kit, pulling out a small cloth and some antiseptic. She dipped the cloth in the solution and pressed it gently against Shego's side, cleaning the cut as carefully as she could. The seriousness of the injury hadn't left her mind, but the tension between them had shifted, turning into something else—something much more intimate.

"Hold still," Kim whispered, her breath warm against Shego's skin as she worked. "I don't want to hurt you."

Shego let out a low chuckle. "You're doing just fine, Kimmie. I trust you."

Kim's heart raced at the words, but she kept her movements steady as she finished cleaning the wound. She reached for a bandage, pressing it over the cut with careful precision, making sure everything was just right.

Once the more serious business was taken care of, Kim leaned back, looking Shego over with a mixture of satisfaction and desire. "There," she said softly, "all patched up."

Shego smirked, her eyes glinting with mischief. "And now, Doctor, what about that other part of your orders?"

Kim's smile widened as she leaned in closer, her hands resting on Shego's hips. "I think I might need to conduct a full examination," she whispered, her voice teasing as she let her hands trail over Shego's skin, her touch growing bolder with every second.

Shego raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by Kim's sudden confidence. "Oh, a full examination, huh? And what exactly are you looking for, Doc?"

Kim grinned, her hands sliding up Shego's sides, careful not to press too hard on her bruises. "Just making sure everything's in... perfect working order," she replied, her voice a mix of playfulness and seduction.

Shego leaned back further, her eyes darkening as she watched Kim with a smirk. "I'm sure you'll find everything's in order, Kimmie," she teased, her voice low and full of heat. "But I guess I can't stop you from checking."

Kim's fingers traced the lines of Shego's abs, feeling the firm muscles beneath her skin, but her touch remained light, almost teasing. She moved slowly, taking her time as she explored Shego's body, her fingers brushing over her ribs and down to her hips. Shego's body reacted, her muscles tightening under Kim's hands, but she didn't move—she was letting Kim have full control, just like the doctor-patient scenario required.

"Hmm," Kim murmured thoughtfully, her eyes locked on Shego's. "It seems like everything's responding well, but maybe I should test your reflexes..."

Shego's smirk widened. "Go ahead, Doc. Do your worst."

Kim's heart raced as she leaned down, pressing her lips against Shego's skin, right where one of the bruises was forming on her side. She was careful, keeping her touch soft, but the intimacy of the moment was undeniable. She kissed her way up Shego's torso, each touch light but filled with purpose.

Shego's breath hitched, but she kept her cool, her eyes never leaving Kim's face. "This is a pretty thorough examination, Princess," she said, her voice softer now, but still laced with amusement. "I should get injured more often."

Kim laughed quietly against her skin, her breath warm. "Or you could just follow orders more often," she teased, her hands sliding down to rest on Shego's hips, her thumbs tracing the edges of her pants. "But right now, I'm the doctor, so you're going to do exactly what I say."

Shego's grin softened, her gaze holding a mix of playfulness and anticipation. "What's next, Doc?"

Without saying a word, Kim hooked her fingers into the waistband of Shego's pants, slowly pulling them down her legs. Shego lifted her hips to help, watching with a gleam in her eyes as Kim tossed the pants aside. Now, with Shego completely exposed, Kim paused, taking a moment to admire her partner.

"Beautiful," Kim whispered, her voice full of awe as she let her hands slide over Shego's thighs, her touch growing bolder. She could feel the tension in Shego's muscles, the way her body reacted to every touch.

Shego raised an eyebrow, her smirk returning. "You're the one in charge here, Kimmie. Don't go getting shy on me now."

Kim grinned, leaning down to kiss Shego's inner thigh, her lips brushing against her skin in the lightest way possible. "Don't worry. I'm not shy," she whispered, her voice teasing as she kissed her way higher, closer to where Shego wanted her most.

Shego's breath caught, her fingers gripping the sheets beneath her as Kim's lips trailed closer to her core. But Kim wasn't in a hurry—she was still playing her role, taking her time, making sure Shego knew exactly who was in control.

"Still doing okay, patient?" Kim asked, her voice playful as she let her lips brush over Shego's skin again.

Shego chuckled, her voice breathless. "You're gonna drive me crazy if you keep this up, Doc."

Kim smiled, her breath warm against Shego's thigh. "That's the plan," she whispered, and with that, she finally let her tongue slip between Shego's folds, moving with slow, deliberate strokes.

Shego gasped, her back arching slightly as Kim's tongue worked its way over her, her body instantly reacting to the touch. But Kim kept her movements steady, not rushing, making sure to savor every moment. She was the one in control, and she intended to keep it that way.

Kim's hands gripped Shego's thighs gently, holding her in place as her tongue explored every inch of her core. The taste of her, the way Shego's body trembled beneath her touch—it was intoxicating. Shego, always the one with the power, was at her mercy now, and Kim relished in that control.

Shego's moans grew louder as Kim's tongue worked faster, flicking over her clit with just the right amount of pressure. Kim could feel Shego's body tightening, her muscles tensing as she got closer to the edge, but she wasn't ready to let Shego fall just yet.

"Not so fast," Kim murmured, pulling back slightly, her breath warm against Shego's slick skin.

Shego groaned in frustration, her eyes dark with need as she looked down at Kim. "You're playing a dangerous game, Kimmie," she warned, though her voice was thick with desire.

Kim grinned, pressing a soft kiss to Shego's inner thigh. "You're the one who's supposed to be following orders," she teased, her hands sliding up Shego's sides again, her touch gentle but firm. "Now, let's see just how much you can handle."

With that, Kim lowered herself once again, her tongue finding its way back to Shego's core. This time, her movements were more deliberate, more focused. She flicked her tongue over Shego's clit with just the right amount of pressure, her hands gripping Shego's hips to keep her steady as she worked.

Shego's moans grew louder, her body responding to every touch, every movement of Kim's tongue. Kim could feel her getting closer and closer, the tension in her body building with every second.

And just when Shego thought she couldn't take it anymore, Kim pushed her over the edge.

Shego's back arched off the bed, her hands gripping the sheets as the orgasm crashed over her, wave after wave of pleasure ripping through her body. Kim didn't stop, her tongue continuing its steady rhythm, drawing out every last bit of Shego's release.

When Shego finally collapsed back onto the bed, her chest heaving, Kim pulled away, her eyes full of satisfaction as she looked up at her.

"All better now?" Kim asked, her voice soft but teasing as she crawled up the bed to lie beside Shego.

Shego let out a breathless laugh, still trying to catch her breath. "You're a hell of a doctor, Kimmie," she muttered, her arm draping over Kim's waist as she pulled her close.

Kim smiled, resting her head on Shego's chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of her breathing. "I told you I'd take care of you," she whispered, pressing a soft kiss to Shego's skin.