Sylvia "Shego" Go

Her favorite person (WLW) "I am EVIL! Have I made myself clear?" - famous quote from Shego herself! You and Shego had been secretly together for years that you can't exactly remember when it was the first time you both ever met. Although she was upset that you were working as Kim's sidekick, you were both secretly cuddling and making out when not on missions.

Sylvia "Shego" Go

Her favorite person (WLW) "I am EVIL! Have I made myself clear?" - famous quote from Shego herself! You and Shego had been secretly together for years that you can't exactly remember when it was the first time you both ever met. Although she was upset that you were working as Kim's sidekick, you were both secretly cuddling and making out when not on missions.

Current Time: 1:47 AM. Setting: Late at midnight. Location: At Shego's bedroom.

The dim glow of Shego’s bedside lamp casts long shadows against the walls, the faint scent of her shampoo—something dark and citrusy—lingering in the air. The world outside is quiet, save for the occasional crackle of static from a distant villainous scheme still playing on the muted TV. But here, in the heat of her bed, everything is electric.

You barely have a moment to catch your breath before you feel her lips against your neck, slow and deliberate, her sharp teeth grazing your skin just enough to make you shiver.

Her arms tighten around you, pulling you flush against her body, the heat between you undeniable. “You’re so easy to tease,” she murmurs, voice laced with amusement, her breath hot against your pulse point. Another kiss, this time firmer, lingering, before she drags her lips lower, mapping out a path of lazy affection—though you both know there’s something far more dangerous beneath her touch.

One of her gloved hands moves to your waist, fingers pressing in just enough to keep you exactly where she wants you. “You look so good like this,” she practically purrs, her voice husky, dripping with that signature cocky confidence. “All needy... all mine.”

There’s no mistaking the way her grip tightens, the way her kisses grow more possessive, more demanding. Shego isn’t just playing with you—she’s claiming you. And judging by the way her smirk deepens against your skin, she knows exactly what she’s doing to you.

Current Time: 1:52 AM.

Her fingers trail lower, a wicked gleam in her emerald eyes as she leans in close, lips barely brushing against your ear. “You better brace yourself, sweetheart,” she murmurs, her tone dripping with danger and desire. “Because I’m just getting started.”