Disclaimer: Neither Power Rangers nor any music in referenced in this chapter belongs to me. Some dance descriptions were adopted and inspired by the movie, "Just My Luck." This story is rated T for sexually suggestive material.

A/N: I am SO SORRY it took me so long to finally start it, but here is is – the sequel to "Guy Talk, Girl Talk." Just as a pre-warning, I am trying writing this story in a different style from any story I've written previously where I am not going to be using any inner-monologue in order to trey and keep you, the readers, guessing. Please let me know (good or bad) what you guys think!

Chapter 1: Lust

(Set during the last third of the SPD series)

Recommended listening song: "And Then We Kiss" by Britney Spears (I know it's Britney, but it fits the mood of this chapter. You'll see.)

Syd subconsciously against the wall bobbed along with the throbbing music that blared throughout Lust. Sneaking a look over at Sky by the dance club's bar, Syd gave a disappointed frown at the boy, who had adamantly refused to dance all night. With Jack and Z – the two best dancers out of the group – paired up with each other, Syd had tried to dance some with Bridge, but found the Moonwalk a difficult dance to want to keep up with.

The five rangers had come to the dance club to celebrate Z's birthday, but the event had turned out to feel more like a battlefield so that Syd in the end had found the sidelines the safest place to be. Sky had only given a half-hearted mumble of any apology just before they'd left to Z for calling her a slut earlier. While Z had sarcastically accepted, Syd knew her roommate was still clearly pissed off, which is why she'd stuck like glue to Jack the entire evening.

Although glue might have been somewhat of an understatement to describe the way Z and Jack had been dancing together, Syd mused. Molded together was more like it. Giving once last glance at the sulking Sky, Syd turned to look longing at where Jack and Z were grinding out on the dance floor.

Watching from the wall, Syd cocked her head as she saw Jack press his pelvis deeper along Z's hips as the sunk into a more sultry sway along with the sexy, salsa music. Lowering her head as Jack dipped her backward, Z slowly leaned back up so that her face was just mere inches from her partners; her lips hovering above his as her eyes danced across his face playfully. Then once again, they continued to grind along to the sultry, salsa groove in an increasingly risqué manner.

Giving a jealous sigh, Syd closed her pink, eye shadowed lids as she heard the music transition from a spicy salsa to a more dynamic, techno track. Sinking body deeper into the song's beats, Syd ran her hands up through her blond curls as she swayed seductively along to music. Her eyes immediately flew open through when she felt a pair of warm hands on her hips.

"You know it's fun if you try dancing with somebody," she heard Jack say; his warm breath tickling her ear. "Come on. Let's get out there."

"Uhhh, I don't think so," said Syd unsurely, resisting Jack's attempts to pull her out on to the dance floor. "Where did Z go by the way?"

"Bridge grabbed her when the song changed," responded Jack. "I think he's trying to win her over with his best Michael Jackson dancing impressions."

Jack and Syd simultaneously broke into knowing smiles, both perfectly aware of the green ranger's feelings for Z, even if the object of Bridge's affection herself wasn't. Turning to look back at each other, Syd for once appeared shy as Jack looked at her questioning and then back out toward the dance floor. Sighing, Jack boldly moved toward Syd, letting a hand slide casually up her back as he pulled her toward him.

"Is a little dirty dancing just out of your league after all Sydney Drew?" asked Jack coolly while he drew his coffee-colored fingertips lightly ran down her bare, milky smooth skin until he wrapped her arm up around his neck.

"I don't think so," retorted Syd brashly, fixing her body firmly against his to show she accepted his challenge.

They started slowly, with Syd resting her other arm casually on Jack's shoulder while she looked coyly over her own and let her hand toy her curls. Seeing Jack watching her playing with herself, Syd turned around so that her back was pressed against Jack's chest. Gyrating into him, Syd smiled seductively as she Jack grinning back down at her. Deepening her movements as Jack's hand moved across her pelvis, Syd let her arm travel back up across Jack's neck. Enjoying the firmness of his body, Syd let her other hand casually swept down his hip, feeling Jack's body grow even harder at her touch.

Spinning Syd back around in a circle, their grinding got more intense as she ran both her hands up across his chiseled chest. Jack slid his facer closer so that his cheek was pressed up against Syd, making their movements grow even hotter. Syd lifted her elbow to her knee so that one of her legs was off the floor. Jack took advantage of that moment to dip Syd low to the floor. When he swung her back up erect, their lips were practically touching.

"You're… right," breathed Syd heavily as she pushed back her sweaty, blond bangs. "Dancing… with a partner… is… more fun."

"Fun," repeated Jack coyly as his hand embraced her neck, his thumb grazing her cheek.

"Yeah," answered Syd, licking her lips flirtatiously. "Fun."

They mouths lingered tantalizing inches apart before they both moved in simultaneously. Kissing passionately, Syd got even more pleasure running her hands over Jack's muscular shoulders and then digging her fingernails to indicate her arousal. Caught up in the heat of the moment, Jack pressed Syd back so that she was sandwiched in between the stiff wall and Jack's firmly upright torso, which she found was good thing because she was having trouble keeping her balance; her knees growing weak as Jack massaged her neck with his hand and her tongue with his own.

At that moment, they heard a mixture of snickering and laughing behind them. As they immediately broke apart, Syd saw Jack's filled with unquenched desire, but also annoyance from having to face who he knew was behind them. Peaking over Jack's shoulder, Syd blushed in horror as she realized that in the midst of their make-out session, the club lights had come on, which had enabled Bridge, Z and worst of all, Sky, to find their friends and accidentally witness the heated exchange.

"Giving Syd some extra training, Jack?" teased Z. "Funny, I've never seen you Syd so into any other, physical, exercises Jack puts us through."

"Would you be willing to work with me one-on-one like that Jack, too?" smirked Sky, causing Jack to scowl angrily and Syd to turn away ashamedly.

"Look, the club's closing," pointed out Bridge reasonably, trying nicely to take the attention off some of his friends. "Let's just all get our coats, and go home."

Bridge pulled along Z – who was still holding back laughter – toward the coat room with Sky following, through glancing back over his shoulder to shake his head at Syd. She in return could not meet his eye, suddenly felt strangely sick to her stomach. The feeling quickly passed through when she felt Jack grab her arm.

"Come on," he said huskily as he pulled her toward the back door. "I know a shortcut home."

"But, but," stuttered Syd. "I br..brought an $200 coat here tonight."

"What do you want more right now, Syd?" asked Jack impatiently, though his hand took it's time traveling down her neck and back.

Syd hesitated a moment, starring back over in Sky's direction before looking Jack directly in the eye. The sight of his lust-filled eyes inadvertently sent a shiver down her spine. Glancing back one more time to make sure Sky and the rest of her friends weren't watching, she grabbed Jack's hand and pulled him through the back door as they headed back to SPD headquarters and toward her bedroom.