A/N: Hello, everyone! Thank you for reading. Just wanted to let everyone know that this chapter is a little...mature. There is a sex scene and could be considered graphic for anyone who might not like those types of stories. Sorry!
Forty-five minutes later, Tommy and I met in the lobby of the hotel. My suitcases were in my hands as well as the key card for my room. His beg was draped over his shoulder and he took my bigger suitcase from me. Walking over to the front desk, we checked out. The woman asked why we were leaving before our stay was over. Both of us responded with family emergencies. She took the answer, giving us refunds for the second night before bidding us a farewell. We walked out of the hotel, making sure to get a good glance around before leaving in case anything was out of the ordinary. It wasn't though, the dining area moved back to the second floor.
Tommy shoved our things in the back of his jeep while I climbed into the front seat. Like he had said, Alpha had informed the other rangers of our trip to Reefside. Trini had called me while I was packing up my things. I explained to her that we would be back in a day or two and that they should call us if anything where to happen before we retrieved the dino gems. I wasn't sure what good we would be but the thought of them fighting without us turned my stomach. Tommy hopped into his seat and took off out of the parking lot, not bothering to stop for the stop sign.
We drove none stop for four hours, heading to Reefside, California. The welcoming sign appeared in the glow of his headlights, PROTECTED BY THE POWER RANGERS etched into the top of the sign. He smirked, shaking his head when I glanced over at him. "They give Angel Grove a run for their money when it comes to using Rangers as a marketing ploy." He said, shrugging his shoulders. I watched out the window as he drove through the small town, pulling off onto a dirt road. An old wooden sign that read Purgatory Chasm was posted at the end of it. It was pitch black, the only source of light coming from the headlights. He pulled to a stop in front of a set of stone steps that led down. Together, we climbed out of the jeep, leaving it running to provide us with some light. Stepping over, I looked down at where the cave was supposed to be. Complete darkness consumed the area.
"Tommy, there's no way we are going to be able to find anything in there tonight." I said, glancing at him. Cursing under his breath, he nodded.
"I know. We'll have to come back in the morning. I just hope that Rosita isn't on to us yet. C'mon. We'll head back to my house. You don't mind staying there tonight, do you? There's a motel in town if you prefer that."
"It's fine." I replied as we headed back to the jeep. He pulled back out of the woods and took a right on the main drag. Driving for a few miles, he pulled down a long street that turned into a dirt road after a while. A modest sized grey house appeared at the end, white trim seeming to shine in the headlights. There was a small porch on the front of it and a wooden shed on the side. He pulled into the driveway and cut the engine.
"I'll grab your things." He said before sliding out of the seat. He popped open the back of the jeep while I stood from the vehicle. I took my smaller bag and my purse from him before he could object. Closing his hatch, he led the way up his front steps. One beam of light lit up the walk way from the ceiling of his porch. Fishing his keys from his pants, he unlocked the white front door and swung it open.
"Welcome to my lovely abode. Sorry for the mess. I didn't think I would be having company." He explained over his shoulder as we stepped inside. He flicked on a light, revealing the living room of his house. It was a good size, hard wood floors filling up the room. It was definitely a guy's place, leather furniture set up around the room with a big screen television in front of it. He set our bags down on the floor next to a long leather couch and glanced at me. "Would you like a tour?" He asked.
"Sure." I replied, setting my things down next to the rest of it.
"Umm…okay. Well, this is the living room." He pointed at the doorway to the left. "That's the kitchen. Or so I was told when I bought the house. I don't think I've used it since I moved in." He turned to a set of the stairs behind us, heading up them. I stayed behind him, amused by how nervous he was acting. It reminded me of how he would act when we first met, way back when we were all new at this ranger thing.
At the top of the stairs, there was a door on either side of the hallway. "On the right in the bathroom. The left side is my office/gym." He walked over to an open door way at the end of the hall. Glancing in, I saw it was a bedroom. A king size bed was neatly made on a wooden bed frame. There was an end table on either side of the bed and a matching dresser at the end of it. A television was set up on top of it as well as a laptop, papers tossed on top of it. "And this would be my bedroom. You can sleep in here tonight. I can ride the couch."
"Tommy, I couldn't take your room. It's your house. I can sleep on the couch." I replied, heading towards the stairs. He followed behind me, mumbling under his breath.
"No. You can have my room. I insist."
"Well, I also insist." I said, stopping at the bottom of the stairs and turning to look up at him.
"Good to see you are just as stubborn as I remembered." He said, brushing by me. "One more stop on the tour." He tossed over his shoulder as he headed towards the kitchen. He stopped at a wooden door and unlocked it was a key. Motioning me to follow him, we walked down the stairs into his cellar. The sound of machines beeping came to my ears as I heard him fumble for a light switch in the dark. He hit something and light burst throughout the room. I gasped at what I saw.
The basement was in itself, its own little command center. Computers, monitors, machines and other device were set up around the room. On one side of the room, there was a wing where three motorcycles were parked, each their own color of red, blue and yellow. There was also a medical bay on one side of the room. There was a main consule set up in the middle of the room, a large chair set up in front of the screens that spread across the area in front of it. "Wow. Tommy, this is incredible! You did this all yourself?" I asked, looking around.
"Mostly. I had help from a friend I met in college. She helped me run the team while I had some issues going on." He replied. I stopped by the chair and glanced at the desk in front of it. I was surprised to see a picture of myself there. I was about sixteen in the picture and was on Tommy's back. Both of us were smiling brightly at the camera, not a care in the world. Almost as if Rita and Zedd never existed. The picture was in a small wooden frame next to a group picture of the whole original Ranger team. Reaching out, I picked up the picture of us and ran my finger over the glass.
"I have the same picture at home." I said softly, remembering that day. It had been a date that hadn't been ruined by a monster or the Putty patrol. We had gone out to lunch, went for a nice walk around the lake and ended our night star gazing. It had also been the day that Tommy and I decided to take our relationship to the next level. Being teenagers with attitude didn't exclude us from being normal kids. There were nights of making out when our parents weren't home or those rare times when we didn't have our friends around. We slowly had escalated to more as time went on. About six months before I had no choice but to turn over my power coin, we made the choice to be each other's first. I had always known Tommy was going to be mine. I knew it from that first kiss by the pond. It was everything I had always heard of. I mean, there was no fireworks show afterwards but it was romantic and sweet, laying there with Tommy in his uncle's cabin. It had felt so right to be with him, to be normal people for a night without having to think about Zords, battles and what was going to happen next.
"I think about that day all the time." Tommy said, stepping towards me. "I forgot that was there. Sorry."
"It was a good day. I don't think I can remember another day that was as perfect as that one. No fighting. No annoying beeps calling us to duty. Just the two of us together for a full 24 hours. How did we manage to pull that one off?" I asked, smiling at him. He shrugged, smiling back at me.
"Maybe Zedd and Rita were on our side all along." He joked. Shaking my head, I chuckled as I set the picture down.
"Something like that. Well, I think we should get some sleep. We'll probably be heading out frist thing in the morning." He nodded, tucking his hands into the pockets of his slacks.
"Right. Can't wait to get out of these clothes too." He said, smirking. He stepped aside so I could head back upstairs. I lingered in the living room while he locked the door back up. Turning to face me, he raised an eyebrow. "You're taking the bedroom." He said. I sighed.
"Fine but only because you keep nagging." I grabbed my smaller suitcase and my purse. "I'm going to take a quick shower, if that's okay."
"Yeah. Go right ahead." I gave him a small smile before heading up to the second floor. I set my bags on the bed, grabbing my pajamas before heading to the bathroom. It was a bit on the small size, a bathtub, toilet and sink all crammed into the grey tiled room. The shower curtain was white with green dinosaurs on it. I let out a small chuckle when I saw it, finding it humorous. I turned on the water, allowing the temperature to adjust while I under dressed. Climbing in, I quickly got to work at washing up. I couldn't wash my hair as he only had 2 in 1 body wash with shampoo that was meant for men. Without conditioner, my hair would turn into a freak of nature. I made sure to rinse it well though, working hard to get some of the grime of the day off me. I used his body wash to scrub my skin, taking in the manly smell of him as I did. If I could go back in time and tell me from a week ago that I'd be in Tommy Oliver's shower, I'm pretty sure I would smack myself silly. There was no way I would have seen myself here but atlas, here I was.
Shutting off the water, I wrapped a green towel around myself before stepping out of the tub. I dried off, stepping into a pair of pink pajama pants and a pink camisole. I hung the towel back on the towel rack to dry after cleaning up my mess in the bathroom. Opening the door, I walked towards Tommy's room. My other suitcase was now on the bed. He must have brought it up for me while he changed his clothes. His dress ones were now neatly folded in a pile on top of the hamper in the right corner of the room. I slid both suitcases off the bed, setting them in front of the dresser. Reaching into my purse, I grabbed my brush and combed out the snarls in my hair. I tossed the brush back in my purse and glanced over at the bed. As I stepped towards it, there was a knock on the bedroom door. Turning, I turned the knob and pulled it open. Tommy stood there, his torso now dressed in a white t-shirt and a pair of green and white flannel pants on his bottom half.
"Hey." I said, giving him a slightly confused look. "What's up?"
"I'm sorry." He said hoarsely, stepping into the room.
"For what?" I asked, even more confused.
"For doing this." He crossed the space between us and his lips crushed into mine, forming a union between them. My eyes widened in surprise at the kiss, but I quickly recovered, snaking my arms around his neck as he pulled me closer against his body. His tongue traced my bottom lip, an old sign that he wanted to explore my mouth. I allowed him access, our tongues dueling together as he scooped me up in his arms. My legs crossed at the ankles behind his back, securing me to him like a monkey to a tree. His hands wrapped around my back, his fingers tracing the skin under my shirt. They lingered on the scar in the middle of my back where my surgery had been. I felt him moved under me as he walked towards the bed. Gently, he laid us back on the bed and he propped himself on his arms above me. "God, I've missed you." He said in a husky voice as he left my lips to place kisses on my neck. I moved my head to the side, giving him more skin to work with. He pulled away just enough to allow me to pull his t-shirt from his built but slender frame.
"I missed you, too." I whispered, running my fingers down his torso. I felt every toned muscle under his skin. His years of martial arts and being in the field had paid off. He did have scars from battles, but most were faded as my fingers brushed by them. Sitting back on his feet, he pulled me up so I was sitting on his lap. Gripped the edge of my tank top, he slowly pulled it over my head. We locked eyes as he slid his hands up my sides to fondle my breasts in his palms. I shuddered as his thumbs found the buds of each one, flicking slightly. A gasp escaped my lips as he brought his face down to my chest and let his mouth seal around the right nipple. His tongue traced the shape of it, causing my head to lull back in pleasure at the action. He moved to the other one, giving it the same amount of attention. Excitement fueled fire was raging in my belly now, causing my legs to feel like jelly. Releasing my breast, he kissed me gently before laying me back on the bed. He left a trail of kisses from the middle of my breast cavity down to my belly button. Slipping his thumbs into my pants, he slid them and my underwear off, revealing my naked body to him.
My heart raced in my chest, thumping loudly as Tommy stood from the bed and removed his pajama bottoms. His member stood for attention as it was released from the confines of his boxers. Kneeling back on the bed, he placed small kisses on the skin near my belly button before moving farther down my body. His lips fluttered on the skin of my inner thigh as I felt his fingers brush through my curls. A gasp escaped my lips when a finger slid inside of me. Admittedly, it had been quite sometime since a man has touched me. I've been on dates since breaking things off with Tommy and had a few brief relationships. Nothing concrete, just guys who kept my attention for a month or two. It only filled the empty void that I had in my heart. The last time I had sex with a guy was almost two years ago. It had been a one-night stand with a former co-worker. He had been more than happy for the one-time fling. Being lonely was just something I had grown accustomed too and sometimes, it grew to be too much for me to handle.
But I realized now what the empty part of me was missing as Tommy brought me to a climax that made my toes curl and my eyes roll into the back of my head. He made his way up my body, positioning himself between my legs. Casting me a glance to ask for permission, he waited. Trying to catch my breath, I nodded. Shifting, he slid himself into me and released a hiss between his teeth. My body adjusted to allow him to enter, my slit taking his entire length as he slowly moved forward. Once we were both ready, he began to maneuver his hips back and forth. Our skin slapped against each other with every move he made, that long forgotten feeling of a climbing orgasm building in my belly each time he thrusted inside of me again. Leaning down, he pressed his lips to mine to reclaim my mouth and tongue as his. Sweat formed on our bodies as I felt my legs begin to tremble from the waves of pleasure that were starting to wash over me. My breathing came out in pants as he increased his speed. Cries and moans called out of me in a way that made me question if I was the one really making them.
"Tommy!" I called out, my nails digging into the skin of his lower back as mine arched. My body began to shudder as I came, my head digging backwards into the pillow under it. I could feel him start to swell inside of me as he clamped his teeth gently on my shoulder. His voice sang my name as he came as well, his arms pulling me tight against him. Panting, he let himself partially collapse on top of me, making sure to hold most of his weight on his arms that were propped up on either side of me. The bed felt incredibly soft now and the weight of Tommy on top of me was warm and welcomed. He rested his forehead against my sternum while he caught his breath. Reaching up, I ran my fingers through his short hair. It was soft and felt nice between my fingertips. Lifting his head, he smirked at me.
"I didn't mean to barge in like that." He said, taking my hand in his and pressing a kiss on the back of it. Grinning, I rolled my eyes.
"Oh, I'm sure you did." Pulling himself up more, he gave me a quick kiss before rolling over on the bed next to me. It felt empty and cold without him on or inside of me. He pulled at the covers, bringing them out from under us. Tossing them over our bodies, he reached around and pulled me, so I was flush against his chest. He let out a soft hum as he nuzzled his nose into the back of my neck, his arms wrapped around my midsection in a sweet but protective way.