"You've got the hands of a master."
RJ's pleasured groan did little more for the Rangers than unnerve and disturb them as they stood hidden behind the staircase. Ever since Fran had found out about them being Rangers, she was upstairs with RJ whenever she was on break. They didn't have any idea what the two did up in the loft until now. They continued eavesdropping, feeling a little sick.
"Want me to go a little lower?" Fran asked softly.
"Yeah, just a little." His dialogue skipped a beat, before a cheerful moan echoed through the otherwise empty loft. "Right there! Yeah, that's it."
"Should we stop them?" Lily whispered into Theo's ear.
"Why? I'm just happy that RJ's…well, he sounds happy about our situation with Fran being up here."
"I'm glad I can help you out. Been really wanting to do this for a while."
"I feel like I should pay you for this."
"Oh goodness no! I'd feel really bad about it. I'd do this for free. You need a little relaxation anyways-" She grunted, and RJ let out a little whimper of delight. "and well, you're as much my best friend as you are my boss. Anytime you want me to come up here and do this for you, just ask."
"You said that last time." He laughed softly. "Mind going a little faster?"
"No problem."
"I wanna go in there and break this up. This's just wrong." Lily whispered in Casey's ear.
"At least he's getting something out've this." Casey replied. "If I knew Fran was like this, I would've asked a lot sooner."
"Casey!" Lily scolded softly.
"Want me to try a little technique I've been working on?" Fran asked.
"Go for it." RJ replied. The recliner creaked as RJ shifted in it, and a few seconds later, some rather pleasure-filled moans filled the air. "Oh…wow. Casey is nowhere as good as you at this." RJ muttered in-between moans.
Lily and Theo's eyes widened and locked onto Casey, who turned a whiter shade of pale. "No friggin way." Casey replied. "That's not true."
"Well, I do take the time to perfect my technique with the leftover pizza dough."
The trio felt like gagging; they used that dough for personal pan pizzas, and she was using them for lord knows what beforehand? "That's it!" Lily shouted, marching up the stairs. "Both of you end this perverted tira-" Lily muttered the rest of her rant as she looked at the two.
RJ looked up from his chair and gave her a strange look while Fran slowly stopped rubbing RJ's shoulders.
"What's wrong, Lily?" RJ asked as the other two Rangers walked up the stairs.
"Wha…what's going on in here?"
"RJ's got really tense shoulders from all the crap that happened to him when he got captured. So I've been giving him some relaxing shoulder rubs the last few days." She gave them a confused look. "What do ya think we've been doing?"
The trio couldn't really answer her question. They couldn't honestly answer her without coming off as disturbed and perverted individuals.
"Do you guys need some, too?"
"NO!" Their synchronous and terror-filled cries stunned her.
"Fine. More for RJ." Fran smiled.
"Could you guys-ooh, yeah, that's a knot." RJ winced as she continued massaging around his right shoulder blade. "Go do an inventory check and mop the floors."
The trio walked downstairs, turning redder than Casey's jacket.