TOMMY - EARLY THE NEXT MORNING
As I wake up, I can hear the storm still raging outside. I snuggle back against Zedd's warm body for a few more minutes, until a need makes itself known and then another. Sighing to myself, I slide away from him and get up, even as he mumbles a protest. A few minutes later, I'm finished in the bathroom and have thrown on a pair of boxers and a tee shirt. My stomach growls again and I dig in the box and cooler of stuff that Sam sent back with us last night.
Thanks to all the camping trips I've had over the years, in no time I have a fire started in the fireplace, coffee started as well as bacon and toast. Not nearly the breakfasts I've gotten used to at the castle, but it'll do. I have no doubt that the smell is going to wake Zedd soon, so I make sure I have enough. While I wait for the food, my thoughts wander back to last night.
Zedd's usually not that needy, not that I minded, not at all really, it's just odd to see him like that. After all, the last time I was in any real danger - aside from Mesogog kidnapping me - was when I was at rehab. Thanks to his own injuries from the Mesogog thing, any need he had was probably met by us not leaving each other's side for almost two solid days. Although I wasn't in any real danger yesterday, I can see where he was concerned.
I check the food before I go to the window. The storm has eased quite a bit, but I'm still in no hurry to go out in it. I smile at the idea of several uninterrupted hours with Zedd. Now that I'm past most of my fears, I think that when we get back home, I might have to check out a few of Zedd's more risqué movies, maybe get a few ideas. Then again, I am a trained scientist and researcher and there are, no doubt, several sources of - inspiration - right here on Earth… It'd just be a matter of getting some time to myself to check them out.
I'm jerked out of my thoughts when Zedd wraps his arms around me and nuzzles my neck. Until Zedd, I had no idea that I had so many sensitive places on my neck and shoulders. "Morning, kalleimat."
"Morning, love." His words are muffled by my skin. "You left me. And you're dressed." The pout in his voice makes me smile and I can tell he's still half asleep, still though it's nice to be missed I suppose.
I turn in his arms and slide mine around his neck. "Sorry but I needed something to eat and I wasn't taking a chance on getting burned."
"Hm, good point. Wouldn't want you hurt - too hard to play."
I grin at him. "Your concern is heartwarming. Storm's still pretty bad. Let's get some food and maybe we'll play some more."
The speed with which he pulls me over to the fire makes me laugh. We settle on the floor and I pull the food off the fire and pour coffee. We throw together a couple of quick sandwiches each and relax as we eat. It doesn't escape my notice that he keeps eyeballing me. I can only hope that I'm being a bit more subtle with my own glances, however with the grin he's sporting I'm very likely not.
Once the meal is over, Zedd helps me do a quick clean up before he turns his full attention to me, drawing me into his arms once more. Not wanting to break the mood, I speak softly. "What do you want, Zedd?"
"You, love - always."
"Not what I meant, mate." I press closer and whisper in his ear. "What if I said you could do whatever you want, have me however you want?"
He sucks in a breath and I can feel him tremble, not to mention the surge of lust I feel through the bond before he tamps it down. "Thomas, I-"
I run my tongue along his ear, his moan cutting off whatever he was about to say. "I trust you, Zedd, not to hurt me. I trust that you'll stop if something is uncomfortable or I don't like it. I'm not afraid of you." Before I can say anything else, he kisses me deeply but gently, lovingly. I'm breathless when he finally pulls back. "Tell me, mate, please."
"I don't know" he admits softly. "There are so many things that I want to do to you, for you, with you - and have you do to me."
I think about this for a minute as I work on his throat. "Let's start with something a little easier. Do you want to be dominant or submissive?"
The answer doesn't really surprise me, but the add on does. "Dominant, I guess."
I pull back slightly. "You guess?" I smirk even as I go back to nipping at his neck, assuming his slight hesitation is in response to me being a bit of a distraction right now. "Big, bad, evil Lord Zedd doesn't know what he wants?" Punctuating nearly each word with either a slight bite or lick to his collar, I'm not highly surprised when it takes him a moment to get it together enough to respond.
"Former evil" he reminds me again. I feel the surge of lust again, even stronger this time. "Of course, if you wish to role play again, I could always put on an evil front for you and you could be my Ranger prisoner." Bingo. That's what he wants - for now. "That is, of course, if you're interested. If not, I'm certain we can think of something else new to play at."
I step back out of his arms, assuring him with a smile that I'm not upset by his idea. "I think I can handle that. Of course you know that means you have to actually succeed in making me your prisoner first though."
Smiling slowly at my baiting words and tone, he shakes his head. "You're the one that's aged more than me over the years, Thomas. As your grandfather even states, in many ways I'm younger then you are, so think carefully before challenging me on my abilities to 'capture' you, love."
"We'll see." A quick glance shows me that the curtains aren't quite closed from when I was looking out earlier. I go and close them securely. After all, if the storm lets up anytime soon, we don't need anyone to see this. Very softly, I say, "I call forth the power of the falcon."
At his sharp intake of breath, I pause for a moment before I turn to face him. Fortunately, the Ninjetti mask hides my grin as I see that he's transformed as well, staff in hand to complete the 'menacing' picture. Recalling old battles, I say, "You'll never take me!"
Slowly he approaches me. "Oh, I will, White Ranger. I'll take you in ways you never imagined" he answers with a growl.
I almost laugh, but quickly raise my hand to my already covered mouth, getting more of a snort out, but I don't doubt he catches it and realizes what it was meant to be. When I was the White Ranger, I definitely wouldn't have imagined the ways he's already taken me. Refocusing and certain he's probably grinning behind his own get up, I do my best keeping up my role as I respond, "We'll see about that." Although I'm fairly certain that this is going to end with me either bent over some piece of furniture or on my hands and knees - not that I'll mind, I'm sure.
"We certainly will" he agrees, falling into fighting stance.
There's not a lot of maneuvering room, so I know our mock battle will have to be very controlled. Still, it's not all that long before he's got me pinned on my stomach on the small couch, on my knees and bent over the cushions with him holding my hands behind my back. And damn is this hot! I know that if this were real, I'd probably be either pissed off or scared out of my mind, but given the very loose hold he has on my hands there's no mistaking that it's not. Still though, I am technically supposed to be acting like I would if I was in such an unwanted situation. What the hell would I have said if this had occurred back in the day? "You cheated!"
Certain I hear an amused snort from him, I feel my own face flush a bit as I know that was slightly lame, but in fairness I think it would very likely be the first thing, death threats aside, that would have come out of my mouth back then.
"I cheated? And how did I cheat, little Ranger?" Leaning down so he's breathing in my ear, he chuckles softly. "Besides if I didn't know better, I'd say you let me win."
"I did not! And I don't know how you cheated but I know you did and I swear when I get free you're going wish you'd lost the first time around. Especially when Jason gets here!"
Again I feel him keeping in a laugh as I use a very old threat I very likely overused during my first two sets of powers. I realize suddenly that I very likely was as bad where using Jason as a threat was concerned as Kim was with using me as one.
"The Red Ranger is currently preoccupied with his own battle. Besides, I highly doubt you'd want him to see you in such a scandalous position."
"What does that-" Squeaking in a very unthreatening manner as he suddenly reaches between my legs and gropes me, feeling just how hard I am, I know it's very likely he's in nearly the same state despite his amusement.
"It means that he might not approve of you getting felt up while he's off having to handle my creatures."
"Look here you son of a bi-ah!" Jerking slightly as he releases me long enough to give me a firm but playful smack on the ass, it's all I can do not to break character and ask him to take me.
"Well, well, White Ranger, someone likes it rough, don't they?" Another two playful swats followed by his hand stroking me through the fabric of my pants once more and I barely recall that I'm supposed to be protesting. "Had I known you were this excitable I would have made you my prisoner long before now."
Refocusing on the game, I pretend to struggle to get free, though I keep careful not to pull my hands too hard as he's now having to hold both of them in only one of his. "Don't touch me there!"
He pauses briefly, feeling the bond I'm sure, to make certain that I'm not actually panicking. In fairness it only takes a moment, but it's enough time to at least let me get some control back over my own body. When he realizes that everything is fine, he slowly draws down my pants, cold metal claws making me shiver. "All right, I won't touch you there - yet. How about instead I focus on back here?"
"Hey stop! What are you doing?!"
He lightly runs the claw tips across my backside, causing me to shudder once again. "Admiring. You have a very bad attitude little Ranger, however you do make up for it with a rather nice ass."
"You can't."
"I can and I am. Come now, you can't argue that this is far more enjoyable than fighting."
"I wouldn't know - I don't go around groping my enemies!"
Leaning close to my ear once more, his voice is teasing. "Well let me be your first. Now be good and maybe I'll consider giving you a proper ass beating later since you seem to like it so much." Oh man, that should not make me shudder. Tone highly smug as he can no doubt see the reaction he's getting from me, not to mention feel it through the bond, he takes a minute to tease me ever so slightly. "I'm going to enjoy this."
I can tell the instant he changes back to his normal form, both by the brief surge of power and the disappearance of the claws. Desire surges through me, my own this time, as he eases just the tip of his finger inside me and I want to beg him to take me, but for him I keep up the illusion. "No, you're going to be sorry when I'm through with you."
His normal voice purrs at me, "I very much doubt that." He lines up with me. "I'm going to make you scream and before this is over I promise you'll beg for more."
"No!" He slides into me, ignoring my 'protests' - thankfully. I make sure that I've tightened my muscles as much as I can to help the illusion that he's taking me for the first time. I can't help but smirk inside a little at the loud groan this gets from him. I continue the 'script' once I'm sure I have my voice under control. "You'll never get away with this!"
"I already have. You're mine now and I'm going to play with you for a long time. You're going to learn to please me, Ranger, and you'll learn to like it." He begins to move and it's not long before he's pounding into me. "You do like it, don't you." Oh god yes!
"No!"
"Your body betrays you." He reaches around to stroke me, drawing a groan and feeble protest from me as he does. "Do you want to come?" So badly!
"N-no."
"Don't lie, ask me. Ask me to let you come, White Ranger and I will." Oh hell, there's no way I'm going to make it.
"Please, please let me come!" He releases my hands but I can't do much but brace myself on the couch. He leans over and much to my surprise bites me where my shoulder meets my neck before sucking hard.
"Ah!" I cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure as my orgasm races through me, barely realizing that Zedd's right with me. He collapses on me, pressing me into the couch as we both pant for air. "Oh hell, you are one evil bastard."
He chuckles breathlessly. "Admit it, Ranger. You liked it." And apparently we aren't done playing…
"No!"
"I told you to ask me to let you come and yet you begged for it." Oh just wait until we reverse roles again we'll see who's going to be begging.
"I- I just wanted it to be over!" Weak, so very weak.
He runs his hand over the curve of my ass before giving it another playful smack. "If you think I'm finished with you, you are sadly mistaken. And before you try and threaten me with the Red Ranger again, you should know that I have plenty of monsters ready to keep him busy - for a long, long time."
"Look - just let me go and I won't tell anybody what happened and they won't want to kill you for it."
He laughs. "Oh, they'll know. I've marked you, White Ranger. Anyone who sees you will know that I've had you, as they should. I told you, you're mine now, and the sooner you and your little playmates learn that, the better, as I don't share."
"I'll think of something."
"You won't have to. By the time I let you go, you won't want to leave. You'll come back to my bed willingly any time I summon you." And if that isn't the truth… "In fact-" He captures my hands once more, pulling them behind me. Slowly, he pulls out of me and I clench my teeth against the moan that wants to come out. Carefully, he hauls me to my feet and guides me to the bedroom. Once there, he rummages in his bag for a minute, still holding my wrists. "That'll work." What will?
He lays me on the bed on my stomach, putting his knee lightly in the small of my back to 'hold' me down. I can't see what he's doing but in a moment, I hear fabric tearing. "What are you doing?"
His tones are almost lazy as he answers, but I can hear the heat underneath. "I'm going to teach you to like this, White Ranger. As I said, I'm not finished with you." He pauses for a minute. "You might as well power down. No sense in wasting the grid energy and it's not like I don't know who you are so the mask serves no purpose. Not to mention that it'll preserve your uniform."
"What does that mean?"
"It means either you lose the costume yourself or I'll just have to cut or tear it off of you. Your call."
"P-power d-down." I can't help the stutter, but it's definitely not from fear. He pauses again, probably intending to check the bond, but I'm certain that he feels the surge of lust from me, again reassuring him that I am more than fine with how things are progressing.
He strokes my hair. "That's a good little Ranger. Now, if you do as you're told, I won't have to hurt you. That is unless you want me to." He takes the little bit of weight he has on me off and says, "Lie down on the bed properly."
Knowing that back in the day, I'd have taken the opportunity to attack, I do, but my swing is slow and weak. He catches it easily, as I'd hoped. After all, if one of us actually gets hurt, it takes all the fun out of it and kills the mood. "Really now, here I was trying to be nice, but no, you just have to go and act up. Starting to think you really do like it rough."
"Let me go!"
He sighs, sounding very put upon. "Now where would be the fun in that?"
Struggling weakly in his hold, I playfully bite at him seeing as how he once more has my hands restrained by his own. Besides given the hickey I'm sure I'm now sporting a few nips is decent payback I would imagine. "You're not going to get away with this!"
"You're just going to make things harder on yourself. And just so you know, you bite me again and you're going to end up with a decent sized mark on your butt to match the one on your neck."
He manhandles me up onto the bed, pinning me down with his weight and stretching my arms up toward the headboard. Belatedly, I realize that I have to address his change in appearance. I let my mouth fall open in supposed shock. "What the hell is up with the sudden human look?"
"What? Not to your liking?"
"Nothing about you is to my liking. But since you ask I suppose it's a tiny bit better than what you looked like before."
"So glad it meets your approval." The sarcasm is evident, and it's all I can do not to laugh as I know his appearance is one thing he does worry about and if it were an actual attack, something he probably would take personal and retaliate over.
"So is that what you really look like or did you change just to make it easier to rape me?" I challenge weakly.
"Both. And if you don't close your mouth, I'll find another use for it." I close my mouth hastily, but after a second I can't help but wet my lips. Zedd notices and lightly coasts his thumb across my bottom lip. "Oh the things I will do to that mouth" he says softly, causing both of us to tremble.
After a minute, he regains his focus. He grabs something and lightly runs it up my torso. It's a piece of cloth - silk, maybe? - that he strokes across my nipples before continuing up my arm to my wrist. In a moment, he's tied my wrist to the headboard loosely. By the feel of it, I could pull out of it easily if I need to. I tug lightly on it, both to confirm my suspicion and to continue the game. I give him a very tiny nod, letting him know that I'm okay with it even as I say, "What are you doing?"
Quickly, he restrains the other wrist in the same fashion and climbs off of me, standing back and studying me. His appreciation is apparent. "Very nice" he purrs at me.
He disappears into the bathroom for a minute before he returns with a cloth. Gently, he cleans me up, removing any traces of my prior release and caressing me as he does. I lock my jaw again to avoid messing up the game. Instead I hiss at him, "Stop it!" Unfortunately, it seems like my body didn't get the message about playing along as I thrust up into his grip.
"Why? Afraid you'll like it?" he mocks me.
"I don't like it and I don't like you!"
Smiling, he shakes his head. "Is that right? Well I know one part of you that would seem to disagree." Leaning near my ear, he continues softly. "But since you don't like this, how about we try something new then."
"W-what?"
Kissing me very, very lightly, he pulls back before I can either give in and deepen it or question what's up with the teasing.
"As I said, the things I will do to that mouth of yours." When he's done teasing and in turn cleaning me up, he tosses the cloth aside and then caresses me again. In a moment, he's straddling my chest, leaned over so that I can reach him. "Suck me. And I better not feel your teeth or you'll feel mine."
Crap. I have to try and act like I don't know what I'm doing. Which really sucks - no pun intended - since not only have I gotten pretty good at it, I love doing that for Zedd. I close my mouth and try to turn my head away as if I don't want to do it even as I swallow hard. He turns my head back and I give him what, hopefully, is a hateful look before I run my tongue over him quickly. "Nice start but that's not what I told you to do."
"I don't know how." Again, so weak.
Looking amused by this, he however heaves a soft as if put upon sigh. "It's not rocket science, human. You open your constantly talking mouth, take me into it and start sucking. Easy."
"You'll choke me."
"As tempting as that is, I don't want you instinctively biting if it were to happen so no, so long as you be a good little Ranger and do as you're told I won't shove myself all the way down your throat. This time. However the longer you stall the less likely I'm going to be to keep that promise."
'Reluctantly', I open my mouth and take him in, trying to be clumsy about it as if I've never done it before. He runs his fingers through my hair. After a few minutes, he pulls back. "I think perhaps you need a more hands on lesson here." Before I can question what that means he turns around so that he can reach me as well. Seeing how hard I am, he chuckles lightly. "More, little Ranger."
I return to my prior task and I can't help moaning around him as he takes me in too. A random thought crosses my mind that there are some benefits to being dominated and I have a brief surge of resentment that none of my prior partners ever even bothered to try. Mentally I shake it off and return to the moment at hand. Zedd pauses, having felt it and I quickly send him reassuring feelings.
Apparently deciding to let it go for now, he returns his attention to me as well. Oh god I want my hands free and at the same time, I don't. I'm getting close when he stops and gets off of me. Unable to help myself I hear the words come before I can stop them. "I was almost there!"
Pausing and chuckling in very likely real amusement, I feel my face heat up as he shakes his head. "I noticed. Still going to claim you don't like it?"
"I don't! I was just- I mean I- shut up!"
All out laughing at me now, he is finding this far to amusing. "Don't fret so much White Ranger, after all I'm not leaving you. Just giving you what you really want."
"And what would that- no!"
"Yes."
I kick at him weakly as he moves between my legs. He presses them back against my chest and is in me to the hilt in one smooth thrust. "No!"
My protest is weak and he laughs again. "Your mouth says no but your body says yes. Let's see if we can get your mouth to change shall we."
He begins to move, strong strokes all the way in. "Oh god stop!" Don't stop!
"Oh no, little Ranger. I'm going to make you scream in pleasure." And he is very close to doing just that. When he wraps his hand around me, I can't keep up the façade anymore. Fortunately, I'm not able to speak either. My hands lock on the headboard and I hold on for dear life as I explode.
"Yes" he hisses, moving ever faster until he explodes deep inside me. He releases my legs and presses a quick kiss to my own panting mouth before reaching up to untie my hands.
Once I'm free, he pulls out of me, lies down with me and pulls me into his arms. Softly, he says, "Thomas, are you all right?"
Okay, now the game's over. I kiss him as tenderly as I can. "Completely, kalleimat."
