If you told Lucas 2 years ago that his little buddy, Trip Regis, was a massive tease, he'd…
Well, the first thing he'd do was fucking clock you because that's his buddy don't talk about him like he's a whore-
But the second thing he'd do was probably laugh in your face and call you crazy, because really? Trip?
Trip was a Xybrian, green-haired, doe-eyed little thing who would literally sob if a bee was hurt, so why in the hell would anyone think that was anything but a funny joke?
But that was 2 years ago, and this is now.
And right now, Trip's small hand was placed on Lucas's thigh under the picnic table in the Clock Tower, his slightly sharpened nails grazing the inside of his thigh and coming infuriatingly close to his crotch.
Over the table, Jen was giving Wes and Katie their odd jobs for the day, passing them out and giving them death glares when they let out twin groans.
Throughout her entire lecture about 'responsibility' and 'integrity', Lucas kept swallowing groans and repressing shivers as Trip's knuckles grazed his jean-covered crotch every 5 seconds.
Trip himself had his ever-present smile on his face and nodded patiently and diligently along with Jen's lecture (that today, surprisingly, did not include the Blue and Green Rangers).
If you weren't Lucas at this exact moment, you'd think Trip was his normal, innocent self.
Suddenly, Lucas lets out a grunt into his closed fist that was propping up his chin as Trip runs his thumb repeatedly over Lucas's crotch, the alien's hand continuously touching the tip of his dick.
The other three Rangers snap their heads to him with varying looks of concern and confusion. Under the table, even as they lock eyes with Lucas, Trip switches to palming Lucas's dick.
"Lucas? You alright?" Katie asks, crossing her arms and looking at him with a concerned look. Lucas nods, squaring his shoulders and trying to fight through a shiver.
"Y-Yeah...I'm fine...-j-just not feeling ri-ight." Lucas replies through his fist, swallowing grunts as Trip's hand continues it's ministrations.
Damn him.
"Are you sure?" Jen questions with a raised eyebrow, regarding him like she definitely doesn't believe him.
Damn her, too.
"Yeah, I'm s-sure." Lucas nods, flashing her a shaky smirk. The other three trade looks before they all collectively shrug.
"Well, alright… if you say so." Wes says resolutely, turning on his heel and walking out with Katie following closely after him.
Jen casts one last look over her shoulder at the two before turning on her own heel and walking out after them, adjusting her jacket.
As soon as they're gone, Trip stops rubbing out Lucas, giving the frustrated boy a bright, innocent grin.
"I'm gonna upgrade Circuit." The greenette says, standing up from the bench and pecking Lucas's cheek.
He leaves the table, but before he can make it to the staircase, Lucas grabs his shoulder, spins him around, and kisses him fiercely.
Trip exclaims against Lucas's mouth, but ultimately melts into the kiss and wraps his around around Lucas, pulling him closer and running his fingers through Lucas's hair.
"Fucking tease." Lucas growls against Trip's smirking lips.
"You're not complaining about it now, are you?" Trip grins, eyes twinkling with mirth.
Lucas chuckles.
"Oh, you're gonna get it, Regis." Reaching down, Lucas picks Trip up by the back of his thighs. Trip giggles, swinging his legs around Lucas's waist.
"I'm counting on it, Kendall." Trip jokes, arms encircling Lucas's neck and pulling Lucas's mouth back to Trip's.