TOMMY
I smirk to myself as I head down the stairs. Zedd's either going to change clothes to 'prove' that he's still in charge or he'll stay in those to keep me from rebelling. Ha! Little does he realize that I'm already on my way to taking over.
I saunter into the kitchen, feeling unreasonably pleased with myself. Pina, Dar and the two Red Rangers are all here. In spite of Zedd's words, I have no doubt that I could take them all. Jason greets me first, albeit cautiously. "Morning, Tommy."
Casually, I answer as I nod, "Red Ranger." I catch a flash of something on his face that I can't interpret as I move over to the fridge. I open the door and peruse the contents, barely holding back my laughter as I see the 'pie' that I put back. Little do they know that there is nothing under the top crust but air.
Dar addresses me. "There is coffee and food. Do you want any?"
I'm feeling magnanimous so I respond, "Sure. Why not?"
As I turn back to the room, I see them exchanging looks and it is beginning to annoy me as I feel like they are aware of something I am apparently not. Not about to let them know that I know however, I remain casual as Dar sets a plate in front of me as I sit down.
"Is Zedd awake?" The question catching me off guard, I look back at long haired Red Ranger.
"He is."
"Where is he?" Looking worried Goldar glances between me and the doorway suspiciously. Honestly it's not as if I killed him.
"Getting dressed." And there are those looks again. I will figure out what's going on here if I have to beat it out of every one of them. "He had a busy night."
"Apparently not as busy as we'd hoped." Frowning at Dar's muttered comment, and even more so as Scorpina swats him in the arm, I'm about to openly question them now when I suddenly think better of it.
Deciding to play ignorant for the moment I begin eating as Pina speaks up again, "Tommy, you do remember that you still need treatment for your injury, don't you?"
Fork stopping halfway to my mouth, I frown at her. "There's nothing wrong with me."
"Yes, there is. You were shot in the head a few weeks ago. If you don't keep up your treatment-"
"There's nothing wrong with me! You're lying!" Oh god, she knows what I'm trying to do. She knows and she's trying to stop me.
Zedd's voice comes from the door. "No, Thomas, she's not. You were shot by an evil that's trying to take over Earth. They tried to kill you because you were trying to stop them."
I look up, briefly distracted from the conversation. I hide my amusement when I realize that he kept the pants I chose, but changed his shirt. Not bad, but the one I chose for him was better. Goldar speaks up. "You were on Earth and fighting against the evil and they shot you in the head with a laser. You were in the hospital and a rehabilitation center for almost two weeks before Zedd found you, got you out, and brought you here."
"And now we're working with the Rangers to take care of the situation that evil created." Zedd adds. I can feel my eyes narrow at the way he phrases it. Why do they keep referring to it as evil - as if we aren't? "You still need your treatment, Thomas, and I expect you to keep it up. If you don't, you'll begin to regress and be of no help whatsoever."
Suddenly, it hits me. They've gone soft and become good! Carefully, Tommy. You don't want to overplay your hand just yet. I drop my eyes to my plate as I answer him. "As you wish, my lord."
He takes a seat next to me as I return to eating, Goldar setting a plate and cup of coffee in front of him as he speaks up. "Speaking of wishes my lord, I thought you were going to take care of a certain one last night. To give us all a bit of peace around here again."
"I did…sort of."
"What do you mean sort of?" Pausing and suddenly sniffing his neck much to my aggravation, Dar continues with a snicker. "You have no self-control."
"It's been over decade, all right. I lost sight of the situation." Looking at his own plate now much like a chastised child rather than an all powerful lord of evil, it's all the more clear despite what was said yesterday Zedd does not run this show. "I'll take care of it today, as soon as Thomas gets his medication." Is that right? Well, we'll see about that.
Swiftly, I clear my plate and finish my coffee. "I'm done."
"Just give me a minute to finish and we'll head to the infirmary."
Shaking her head, Pina gestures for Zedd to stay put. "Stay and eat, my lord. We'll be fine. Come on, Tommy. We'll take care of this now." She addresses the others. "I don't think we'll need any help this time."
"We'll be fine" I agree before I rise and follow her, admiring the view as we go. Idly I wonder when the last time she got laid was. I feel myself react to the idea. After all, I've held myself back three times now and Zedd was right - it is getting a bit uncomfortable. She might fight me at first, but I know how to please a woman. I continue to entertain the idea as we approach the infirmary. How tight would she be? Is she a screamer when she gets off? Does she like it rough and fast? Would I be able to hold back one more time or would I explode deep inside her? Perhaps turn her from a warrior/nurse to a breeding cow, gaining more warriors. She brings me out of my fantasy when she speaks. "Lie down on the table, Tommy, while I get the shot ready."
Grinning wickedly, I do as I'm told, knowing my arousal shows clearly with as tight as these pants are. Let's see how good her 'bedside manner' is. I look over to see her bent over, retrieving something that she dropped. A new fantasy takes hold very quickly, one of her mounting me as I lay here and riding me for all she's worth as I grab her shapely bottom in my hands. Barely holding back a moan, I close my eyes as she turns back to me. I hear her move closer and don't open my eyes until she calls my name. When I do, the first thing my gaze locks on is the gap in the front of her blouse, granting me a lovely view. I barely hear what she says.
"You can't move when I do this and you must stay still for a little while after, okay?"
"If you say so." I know she hears the heat in my voice when she looks at me sharply. I close my eyes quickly again, hoping she can't read the thoughts behind them. I gasp in pain as she gives me the injection, thoughts of having her twisting into thoughts of hurting her. Perhaps making her take me in that nice ass of hers. Bet she screams then.
After a long minute, she draws back and the pain begins to ease. "Stay down for a minute until the pain goes away," she reminds me.
"Fine," I grit out. "What are you doing after this?"
"I'll probably go back to my research for a while and then spend a little time with Dar."
Oh, they're a couple, are they? If I did take her, it would put them both in their place, let them know who's really in charge around here - especially if I make him watch. Deciding I need to get Zedd to heel first, I push the thought of nailing her to the back of my mind for now. But maybe get a little taste first - for both of us.
Realizing my head no longer hurts, I silently slide off the table and move up behind her. I slowly pull her hair away from her neck smiling at how delicate it looks, especially for a warrior. About to comment on how easily it looks like it could be broken I'm stopped as she turns around and jumps slightly to find I'm so close. "Tommy? What are you doing?"
"This." I push her back against the counter, capturing her hands and pinning them together behind her. A moment later, my mouth is on hers and when she gasps, I thrust my tongue inside, tasting her deeply. My free hand roams her body, cupping her breast, stroking her nipple before sliding down to cup her ass as I grind against her, shock keeping her immobile. I back off before she can react to what I've done. "One day."
I leave the room quickly and head for the stairs, whistling. She wasn't bad and would make fine warriors, but I think I still prefer Zedd. I head up the stairs, meeting Zedd and Dar heading down. "What happened?" Dar asks anxiously.
"What do you mean?" I hope my voice sounds as innocent as I want it to. Somehow, I doubt it as Zedd looks at me sharply.
"Pina's upset about something."
I shrug and continue upstairs. "No idea." I mean, really, what would she have to be upset about? I permitted her a sample of what she can look forward to. Somehow sure that Zedd will be looking for me soon, I head for his room. Maybe this time, I'll take my pleasure. But probably not.
