Golden Ecstasy

Golden Ecstasy II


 

Golden Ecstasy 2


The Rangers stared at their leader, stunned into speechlessness. Only
Billy nodded slowly, as if he’d somehow expected Tommy to say something
like this. He exchanged a glance with his old friend, letting him see that
he understood.
"Have you thought this through,
Tommy?" Zordon’s voice rumbled through the Power Chamber, freeing
the teens from their momentary paralysis.
"Yes, Zordon, I have." Tommy’s voice never wavered, although he had
to swallow hard.
"Jason is my best friend; he’s always been there when we, or I, needed
him. Now he needs one of us -- I can’t just let him down."
Kat walked up to Tommy and put a trembling hand on his arm. Her voice
was even softer than usual, and she was very pale as she sought out his
eyes.
"Tommy ..."
"Please try to understand, Kat. It has nothing to do with us,
with the way I feel about you. It’s just something I have to do.
I couldn’t live with myself if I let this happen to Jase when there’s something
I can do about it."
"I ... I understand; he’s my friend, too. But ..."
"Do you know what you’re gonna have to do?" Rocky forced the words out,
all his previous banter forgotten. "You have to go and have sex with him!
Let him take you up the ..."
"Rocky!" This time, the exclamation came from Adam. "There’s no need
to go into detail, is there?"
"N-no, guess not. But still ..." The Blue Ranger stared at Tommy, shaking
his head. "I can’t believe you said that, man!"
Tommy just stared back. "Wouldn’t you have offered, if it had been Adam
instead of Jason?"
Both Rocky and Adam blushed; they had no ready answer for that.
Katherine had calmed down somewhat by now. She listened to the exchange
for a few moments, then spoke, a thought slowly crystallizing in her mind.
"Isn’t it just because Jason’s a guy that we’re so upset? I mean, would
it really be so strange if one of us girls had drunk that stuff? The solution
would still be the same, and none of you would have thought twice about
offering to help. If you really care about a person, their gender shouldn’t
make a difference, should it?" Tommy hugged her briefly, grateful that
she seemed to understand.
"You’re right, it shouldn’t, but somehow ... it just does," Adam mumbled,
the colour still high in his face. He turned to Tanya, who had remained
silent throughout the exchange. He noted the thoughtful expression on her
face. "Tanya?"
The dark-skinned girl looked up slowly, meeting her boyfriend’s eyes.
The expression in hers was unreadable, then a look of determination settled
over her lovely features. Addressing both Adam and Tommy, she came forward.
"Tommy ... what does Jason say?"
"I said I’d agree, but only if it’s the absolute last resort."
The deep voice came from the back and sounded strainede tee teens turned
around to watch as the former Gold Ranger came out of the shadows, to stop
a few feet away from them. His face gleamed with a light sheen of
sweat, and if he hadn’t crossed his arms in front of his waist in a familiar
gesture, they would have seen his hands trembling slightly.
Jason turned towards Tommy.
"Have you found anything?"
It was among the hardest things he’d ever done, but the Red Ranger managed
to meet his best friend’s eyes. Swallowing hard, he shook his head, once.
"I’m sorry, bro."
Jason tried to smile, but couldn’t pull it off. His expression was bleak
and his voice barely more than a whisper, as he searched the brown eyes
for any sign of hesitaton. Jason didn’t want to do this, desperately
wished to do anything but take Tommy up on his offer, but he’d noticed
the progression of symptoms in his body. He knew that time was running
out on him, fast. He just hoped that he and Tommy -- and their friendship
-- would survive this. Tommy met his gaze unflinchingly, as he had outside
on the cliff. Both young men were pale, but determined not to let Mondo
win.
"It’s not your fault. I know you did everything you could."
Tommy nodded.
"Guess it’s you and me, bro."
The others noticed that their leader’s voice was shaky, despite his
resolve. Before Jason could answer, though, another voice interrupted.
"No."
All turned to Tanya, who had uttered the single syllable. Feeling all
eyes on her, she came forth. The Yellow Ranger sent a glance towards Adam,
then approached Jason until she stood only a couple of feet away from him.
This close, she could make out the fine tremors racking his frame, and
the control he was exerting not to let them show. It gave her the courage
to continue.
"It doesn’t have to be Tommy. I know you two are close, closer probably
than we all know, but do you really want to do this with him?"
Jason couldn’t answer her for a moment. On an emotional level, he wanted
the affection and trusmmy mmy could give him, but he was deathly afraid
that he might inadvertantly injure his friend. Practically, though, he
felt slightly uncomfortable about the thought of being with a guy, even
considering how close he his his best friend had always been. Hopelessness
and the beginnings of despair made his tone harsh as he turned away, not
wanting the others to see his turmoil.
"I don’t want to do this at all, dammit! But I also don’t want
to hurt someone, or worse. It’s something I’ll have to do, if I’m
gonna have any chance at all of beating this. It’s not as if I can just
go to the next girl I see and ask her, ‘Excuse me, will you fuck me for
the next couple of days, or chances are I’ll rape you eventually?’" The
others flinched; Jason’s distress was all too evident in his language.
He laughed, a short, bitter sound.
"Who else is there?"
In the silence that followed his outburst, Tanya’s soft voice fell like
a small stone.
"Me."
"Tanya!"
The shocked exclamation came from several voices, and Adam automatically
stepped forward, to reach out for his girlfriend. Tanya’s eyes held him
back. Her voice was very low as she addressed all of her friends, but somehow
singled out Jason and Adam.
"You know that Billy is right; one of us has to be there. We’ve always
used these big words -- that we’d do anything for each other; well,
it looks like now’s the time we have to prove that it wasn’t just words,
but that we actually mean it."
She spared a quick glance for Tommy, who kept his face expressionless,
then returned her attention to the bla black-haired boys, one broad-shouldered
and solid, the other whipcord-lean.
"This is not a spur-of-the-moment thing; I’ve thought about this ever
since I triggered Jason’s condition."
"Tanya, you’re not responsible for this!" Jason protested, trying very
hard to fight down the temptation to just grab her and give in to his body’s
demands. Ever since her kiss had sent him into hormonal overdrive, he had
been plagued by the memory of how soft her lips had felt against his, of
how she would feel under him, her cocoa-coloured skin gleaming in soft
light as she opened up to let him ease his straining erection inside her
wet heat. To hear her offering herself like that was almost his undoing.
However, just one look into Adam’s anguished eyes was more than enough
to refuse her while he still could. Jason couldn’t help the tiny spark
of hope, though, which lit his eyes.
"In a way, I am," Tanya replied. "Wait, hear me out," she continued,
before any of her friends could protest further. "We all knew that Jason’s
problem was sexual; I should have known better than to kiss him, however
innocently I meant it. It’s only fair that I at least try to correct my
mistake. Besides -- there’s another reason why I should help Jason,
rather than Tommy."
"What’s that?" Rocky asked, when none of the others seemed able to get
a word out.
"Physiology."
"Huh?"
"Think, Rocky. I guess we all know that the emotional ties between Jason
and Tommy are strongest, but there’s one thing about me that makes me far
more suitable -- I’m a woman."
The Blue Ranger shook his head. "I still don’t get it. I mean, the ...
procedure ... is basically the same, right? No matter if you’re with a
girl or a guy."
"I think Tanya means that speaking from a purely ... mechanical ...
point, the female body is biologically better adapted to what is needed
here. While the male body can serve, it is not what nature intended."
Billy’s dry tone lowered the emotional level in the Power Chamber to more
manageable levels. "Mind, I’m not saying that male/male, or female/female
liaisons are unnatural; after all, sexual orientation is far less environmentally
influenced than a lot of people think. However, the fact remains that Tanya,
or any woman, is simply better equipped to handle a situation like this."
Rocky blushed. "Okay, okay, I get the point," he mumbled, not looking
at either Tanya or Jason. He was far too embarrassed by the things
his always fertile imagination was coming up with, even though Billy had
tried to discuss this as clinically as possible.
Tommy had said nothing so far, but watched his best friend instead.
He was still prepared to go with him, if Jason wanted it, but a small part
of his mind couldn’t help but be relieved that he wouldn’t be called upon
after all. It made him somehow ashamed; after all his big words outside,
he’d thought himself above this reaction. Then, he saw the minute lessening
of the tension in Jason’s muscles. He knew the former Ranger would protest
this as much as possible, but time was running out on all of them.
Tanya had gone over to her boyfriend. She lifted Adam’s hand to her
cheek and gently kissed the palm, as she tried to make him understand.
"Sweetie, you know it’s the only way for Jason. He needs someone,
and I’m here. When I gave him the key to Auric’s tiki, I told him there
was no-one I trusted more. I think I can trust him not to hurt me."

***

Adam looked at his girlfriend with pain shining in his dark eyes. It
had taken him so long to find the courage to ask her out, even longer to
kiss her, and he’d thought himself the luckiest man alive when they’d consummated
their relationship that magical night when his parents had been out of
tond tnd they’d ended up at his house after a date. Even though he certainly
wanted to help Jason -- they were not particularly close, but still good
friends, and fellow Rangers -- it caused him almost physical pain to think
that another man would get to touch his Tanya. All he could utter, though,
was a strangled question.
"But ... what about us? I understand where you’re coming from, but ..."
Tanya kissed him, then, although she knew Adam preferred any kind of
affectionate displays in private.
"Adam, I love you. You. This doesn’t change anything between
us. It doesn’t have to. A friend needs help, and I can give it to him.
Do you really think I could live with myself, if I refused that help? Does
it matter all that much?"
Adam hung his head, utterly miserable. He wanted to contradict her,
to shout out that yes, it did matter terribly, but couldn’t find a convincing
enough argument. Tanya raised his head with gentle hands and looked deeply
into his dark eyes.
"If it had been me who’d gotten that potion -- and if Jase hadn’t noticed
the patch of grass -- five minutes later I’d have had one of those sodas,
too. Wouldn’t you want him to help me, if it became necessary? We’re
all extremely lucky that we’re not all in the same situation right now."
The Green Ranger had no answer to that. He swallowed hard, then stepped
back from Tanya’s gentle touch.
"It’s your choice. I wish it didn’t have to be this way, but ... I’ll
accept your decision."
Tanya kissed her boyfriend again. "Thank you, sweetie. I promise, whatever
I’ll have to do, it won’t come between us. Not if we don’t let it. I love
you, and that won’t change. Everything else, we can deal with later --
together."
It was very quiet in the Power Chamber as the others listened to the
quiet exchange and watched as Adam hugged Tanya, hard, burying his face
in her curly hair. When he released her, he looked at Jason. He could see
the relief in the dark gaze. Swallowing hard, he begged with words and
eyes.
"Just ... just don’t hurt her, okay?"
The former Gold Ranger returned the look equally seriously.
"I promise. I’ll do whatever I can. Thank you -- both of you."
Jason turned towards Tommy. Before he could say anything, the Red Ranger
nodded.
"I understand, bro. Just remember, if the two of you need help, I’ll
be there -- for both of you."
"We all will," Billy added. Rocky and Kat, who had listened with growing
amazement, nodded their agreement. Rocky went over to his oldest friend
and draped a brotherly arm around his shoulders.
"Don’t worry, Adam -- Tanya and Jason will be alright. And we’ll be
here for you, as well."

***

"Rangers."
Zordon’s rumbling voice drew everybody’s attention to the plasma tube.
"Rangers, Jason only has another
hour before his condition becomes irreversible. If you are decided on a
course of action, you should implement it now."
"Right. Has anybody any idea where Jason and Tanya could go?" Billy’s
question brought everybody up short. They had been far too preoccupied
with the discussion of who would help Jason, that the where
had never entered their minds.
"Uh -- a hotel? We could afford that," Rocky suggested.
"The time’s too short. Besides, what if there’s an emergency and one
of us needs to get them?"
Tommy thought for a moment.
"My uncle’s cabin," he exclaimed suddenly. "It’s secluded, private,
and we can get supplies in by teleport without being seen."
Within minutes, the Power Chamber was a flurry of activity. The Rangers
and and Billy were teleporting to and fro, while Jason went outside again
-- on Zordon’s advice, Tommy had gone to get some clothes and toiletries
from his home. He would teleport to the cabin, but anything more than that
might actually aggravate his condition.
He slowly made his way over to where he had sat with Tommy such a short
while ago. Jason couldn’t quite believe what was happening to him. Within
an hour at most, he was supposed to make love to Tanya for two days? It
was just too incredible. He liked the Yellow Ranger weloughough, even found
her attractive, but never in a thousand years would he have thought of
becoming intimate with her! For one thing, their relationship was that
of friends; there was no spark, no chemistry beyond their friendship; for
another, she was already taken -- by another friend, too. If anything could
turn him off a girl, it would be that! He felt as if he were betraying
Adam’s trust, and that thought made him even more uncomfortable. A small
part of his mind reminded him that Tommy’s offer was still open, that he
could still call upon his best friend to help him, but Jason wouldn’t listen.
True, the emotional attachment was there, but it was that same feeling
that made it impossible to use Tommy like that. Try as he might to deny
it, Tanya’s and Billy’s argument was the most valid -- as a woman, Tanya
would be better able physically to handle what had to be done. Jason had
only a very basic knowledge of homosexual sex, but knew enough to fear
his own strength if his need became overwhelming -- Tommy’s optimism notwithstanding. n non now, everything within him screamed to just grab any one of his
friends and ease the growing urge to thrust himself into a warm, moist,
tight sheath until the pressure in his groin abated. Jason swallowed hard
and looked at his hands; the tremor was increasing, and he was soaked with
sweat. Just then, the access to the Power Chamber opened, and Tanya stepped
out hesitantly.
"Jason?"
"Yeah?"
She slowly came closer, but kept at a careful distance.
"We’re almost ready. How ... how are you?"
It was on the tip of his tongue to say he was fine, but a look into
her eyes changed his mind. She was offering so much to him, giving of herself
in spite of the uncertainty he could read in her expression -- the least
he could do was be totally honest.
"Not so good." Both teens were astonished how rough his voice sounded.
Jason tried to clear his throat.
"Tanya, I ... I don’t know what to say. ‘Thank you’ seems just so inadequate
..."
Tanya smiled, as a little of her nervousness left her. She could read
in Jason’s face the same doubts she was feeling; perversely, it helped
her get over them.
"Thank you is more than enough, Jase; I know that you’d do the same
for me. Besides, what are friends for, if not to help each other in tight
spots?"
"Somehow I doubt that whoever coined that phrase had something quite
like this in mind," he replied drily. It surprised a giggle out
of Tanya, and he had to smile, too, if only briefly.
"Tanya ... I just hope you know what you’re getting into, because I
sure as hell don’t. I mean, I’m not all that experienced ..." He
couldn’t help the blush rising up his neck.
"Neither am I. I ..."she couldn’t look into Jason’s eyes for a moment,
but made herself. After all, there were bound to be even more embarrassing
moments ahead for both of them. "I haven’t been with Adam all that
often. You ... you don’t think we have to do any kinky stuff, do you?"
She sounded very young and uncertain, and the former Ranger hastened to
reassure her, his face flaming.
"Not if I can help it!"
Both looked at each other, smiling shyly through their embarrassment.
Then, Tanya reached out a hand that was remarkably steady.
"Come on, then; I think the others have everything ready."
Jason hesitated only briefly before he took the slender darkd ind in
his. Their fingers closed almost convulsively around each other, then he
took a step forward. The touch warmed him, and although his heartrate sped
up, he felt the tiny sliver of hope gain a firmer hold within him. He sought
out her large eyes, marvelling at the trust he could read through her apprsionsion.
"Y-you’re really sure about this?"
The Yellow Ranger nodded. "Really."
Jason briefly closed his eyes, then committed himself to accepting his
friend’s generous help. Inhaling a deep breath of the dry desert air, he
closed the distance between them.
"Then I guess I’m ready, too."
Both young people went back to the Power Chamber. Inside, they separated
once more as Kat wrapped her arms around her friend in a wordless hug.
The Pink Ranger admired the courage and compassion Tanya was demonstrating,
her own emotions still in an uproar. She felt as if she was letting someone
down, but if it was Tanya, Jason, Tommy or the rest of their friends, she
couldn’t say. There would be time to think about this once Jason and Tanya
were safely at the cabin. Billy and Rocky also hugged Tanya briefly, and
gave Jason brief words of encouragement. They knew better than to touch
him -- his control was slowly slipping, as they could see by his increased
trembling. Adam held himself in the background; he knew, if he touched
Tanya again, he was likely to beg her to reconsider, and even though he
hurt at the thought of her going with Jason, he also knew there was no
other way. Tanya looked over at him when Billy released her from his hug,
and smiled reassuringly; she understood her shy boyfriend far too well,
and smiled her acceptance.
Just as Tommy was about to teleport out with the Yellow and former Gold
Ranger, Alpha shuffled forward with a small vial. "Tanya ...."
The squeaky voice seemed almost ... apologetic?
"Ah, yes." Zordon’s
voice echoed his trusty helper’s tone."Tanya,
this is a contraceptive I had Alpha prepare for you. It not only prevents
pregnancy, but will also facilitate things for you in the beginning. Take
one now, and the others in twelve-hour intervals."
Blushes spread over all faces except Alpha’s. Tanya took the dark vial
from the little android’s hand and managed a shaky "Thank you", unable
to meet anyone’s eyes.
"May the Power protect you, Rangers."
The three teens teleported out in flashes of red, yellow and gold-tin whi white, leaving their friends behind.

***

At the cabin, Tommy gave Jason and Tanya a brief rundown of the place,
pointing out the supplies they’d brought in.
"There’s enough food for two days without you having to cook all that
much, the water heater’s on so you can take a shower, towels and sheets
are here ..."
"Tommy, you’re not a bellhop," Jason admonished his friend, his voice
strained. He earned an astonished look, then comprehension dawned.
"Oh. Yeah. Right. I ... I’ll be going, then." The Red Ranger looked
his friends over, stepping back. Just before he activated his teleporter,
he assured himself one last time.
"Guys ... I mean it. If you need any help ... any help at all
..."
"We know who to call," Tanya said, hanging on to her composure now that
she was about to be alone with Jason. "We’ll be fine."
Tommy cast about for something to say, couldn’t find the right words.
With a last 'Take care' he vanished from the semi-dark hallway in a flash
of red.
Jason swallowed hard as he found himself alone with Tanya. Everything
within hireamreamed to just get on with it, but he exerted every ounce
of his formidable willpower to hold back, to let the girl have all the
space she needed. Still, he couldn’t keep the note of supplicaton out of
his voice as he softly called her name.
Tanya closed her eyes briefly, praying for strength as she turned back
towards Jason. Seeing the need in his eyes, she took a step towards the
sleeping area. Her legs were trembling so hard all of a sudden, that she
wondered how she was able to move at all. Keeping her voice even with an
effort, she produced a shaky smile as she edged past Jason.
"I--I’ll go to the bathroom to ... to get ready, okay?"
"Okay."
Jason watched her disappear behind the bathroom door, pill vial tightly
clutched in her hand. He made his way over to the bedroom, where the bed
was already made up, ready to climb into. He blushed again; it was a very
blatant reminder of why he and Tanya were here. Slowly, with shaking hands,
he began to slip off his clothes, folding them far more meticulously than
he usually did. He grinned mirthlessly; his mother would never believe
he was capable of this. Come to think of it, his mother would probably
have a heart attack if she knew what he was about to do for the weekend.
She probably thought he had no experience at all, at least that could be
inferred from her comments once he’d started dating Emily seriously. He
pushed thoughts of his girlfriend to the back of his mind. He knew about
her decision to wait for marriage to become intimate and respected it;
they hadn’t been dating all that long anyway, and he was content to wait
in which direction their relationship would develop. Jason gave only a
brief thought to the concept of cheating on her. He knew that he never
would have contemplated having sex with another girl while he was dating
someone else, but it wasn’t exactly as if he had a choice. He only hoped
that Emily would be able to accept that, once they got out of this.
These concerns, along with how his relationship with Tanya and Adam
would survive, were secondary right now. He only hoped he could control
himself enough initially that he wouldn’t hurt Tanya. Billy had
said it would get easier once the initial stage was past, hadn’t he?
Jason stopped undressing as he reached his briefs. The black cotton
was uncomfortably tight, confining his straining erection, but he felt
even more uncomfortable waiting for Tanya to emerge from the bathroom wearing
nothing at all. Looking around, he thought for a moment, then wandered
over to the linen closet and deposited a few small hand towels next to
the bed, then padded into the kitchenette. As he returned with some bottled
water and two glasses, Tanya came out of the bathroom, wearing a yellow
terry robe and fuzzy slippers. Jason couldn’t help a grin, even as his
pulse rate soared at the glimpse of cleavage the robe’s lapels revealed.
"Is that the newest item from the ‘Victoria’s Secret’ catalogue?"
"Huh? Oh, you mean the slippers." Tanya returned his grin. "Actually,
it’s from the ‘Things For Rangers With Perpetually Cold Feet’ catalogue.
My feet have been freezing ever since I came here from Kenya."
Both teens laughed, even if it was somewhat forced. Tanya dared not
look at Jason; had it only been a few hours since she and Kat had positively
drooled over Jason’s physique? The light sheen of sweat on his skin let
his muscles appear oiled and outlined in stark relief; suddenly he seemed
so very strong and formidable. She swallowed past her suddenly dry throat,
then gestured to the bottle and glasses he still held.
"May I have a sip of that?"
"Hm? Oh, sure." Jason poured some water for the Yellow Ranger; she tried
not to notice how much his hands were shaking.
Grimacing, she shook out one of the pills Alpha had handed her and washed
it down. Jason watched her, curious as something occurred to him.
"What exactly did Zordon mean when he told you these things would ‘facilitate’
it for you?"
Tanya looked at Jason, grateful he couldn’t see her blush in the gathering
darkness.
"It ... I think they’re supposed to stimulate my Bartholin glands."
"Your what?" The young man looked at her uncomprehendingly.
"Have you no idea of how the female body works?" she asked, exasperated.
At his headshake, she went on. "The Bartholin glands take caf ..f ... lubrication.
They make me wet," she explained, perversely gral tol to see the embarrassed
blush on Jason’s face. It made her feel more in control. However, the moment
of levity their exchange had brought passed all too quickly. Tanya came
closer to Jason as she placed her glass on the nightstand, and the warm
scent of her skin enveloped him. A fresh wave of arousal washed over him,
and he swayed slightly. Automatically, Tanya reached out a steadying hand
and found herself suddenly caught up in a desperate embrace, crushed to
the broad chest as Jason sought out her mouth with his.
She stiffened as Jason tried to kiss her; despite her best intentions,
she just couldn’t bring herself to relax as his hands began to roam over
her body. Tanya closed her eyes, breathing hard, as Jason pushed her robe
open and touched her naked skin; nobody but Adam had ever touched her breasts,
unclothed or otherwise, and her boyfriend always was so tender, so gentle
... it just didn’t compare to the desperate need she sensed in Jason. It
took all her resolve not to fight him off with a well-placed knee to a
sensitive spot, but she couldn’t suppress a painful whimper as the former
Ranger closed a hand over her breast, squeezing hard.
The slight sound penetrated Jason’s need, and he shook his head once
to clear it as he looked at his partner. He drew a hissing breath as he
saw a slow trickle of tears slip down her softly rounded cheek. With an
exclamation of disgust, he tore himself away from Tanya, taking a few steps
back. Trembling from head to foot, he tried to find his voice. When he
finally did, both teens hardly recognized the raspy tones.
"This isn’t working. I should have known ..."
Tanya sobbed once, before she could open her eyes. Instinctively, she
clasped her robe high up to her chin and watched as Jason stared at her.
The tears continued to flow as he turned around and walked back into the
living room, to stare into the gathering darkness outside. Before he turned
away, she couldn’t help but notice the considerable bulge in his briefs.
As soon as she was alone, Tanya sank onto the bed, trying to dry her
tears. She silently chided herself as her racing heart slowed down.
*What did you expect? This is not Adam; you’re not making love with
him, you’re trying to help him get relief. It’s purely physical!* The
thought didn’t help much. *You knew Jason is strong; you also knew that
it could get rough, at least in the beginning. So why are you behaving
as if this was a stranger trying to rape you?*
Tanya had no answer for herself. She just sat, feeling miserable, waiting
for her breath to stop coming in short gasps. When she felt she had herself
sufficiently under control again, she hesitantly approached the silent
figure at the window. Her voice was barely more than a whisper as she once
more reminded herself of all the reasons why she had agreed to come
here in the first place.
"J-jason?"

***

Jason barely made it out of the bedroom; he went blindly to the window
and grasped the thick drapes to prevent himself from turning around, grabbing
Tanya, throwing her on the bed and easing his burning need within her.
His manhood was rock-hard and throbbed in rhythm with his rapid heartbeat;
the tight cotton briefs chafed and he was sorely tempted to just rip them
off. The touch of her smooth dark skin, the feel of her soft globes under
his hand had almost robbed him of what remained of his sanity; only her
exclamation of pain, and the sight of her tears, had enabled him to stop
at all. He had that much honour left, at least. *Question is, how long
can you hold out? And what happens if you frightened her so much that she
leaves you?*
He had no answer. Tiredly closing his eyes, he leaned against the glass
pane, feeling his own eyes overflow. His hands cramped in the soft material
framing the window as he felt the heat rise higher in his blood. He almost
didn’t hear the shaky whisper from the door.
"J-jason?"
He didn’t turn around, but Tanya could see the muscles in his back tense
even further. He didn’t acknowledge her right away, but when he did, she
was shocked to hear the note of defeat in his deep voice.
"Go away, Tanya."
"W-what?"
"Go, Tanya -- before I really hurt you."
"No! Jason, I ..."
He interrupted her before she could finish whatever she was going to
say.
"Tanya, it’s no use. You tried, and it didn’t work. I’m sorry -- I thought
I could control myself better, but ..." Jason shrugged.
The Yellow Ranger hated herself for the brief flash of relief his words
brought. Then, she recalled herself.
"No. Jason, I’m not leaving you. I promised I’d help you, and I still
mean it. You ... you surprised me, is all."
He turned then, still holding on to the drapes. His dark eyes were bleak,
but Tanya could still make out the small flicker of hope.
"I ... I can’t promise you that I’ll be gentle. I thought I could, and
I tried, but ..."
She ventured a bit closer.
"I know you did. I don’t know what I expected -- maybe a little warning.
Now I’ll know, and ..." her voice trailed off. Helplessly, she shrugged.
Jason spared her a weak smile before he turned back towards the window,
his hand wandering up and down the curtains.
Tanya tried again. She hated the sound of her voice as she blurted out
what was foremost in her mind, what had thrown her the most.
"It ... it’s just ... you’re so much stronger than I thought!"
"I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do about that." Jason began to tremble
visibly with the need to hold back. "Short of tying me up, I don’t know
what could make this easier for you." His fingers absently fumbled with
the soft cloth ropes and tassels holding the drapes back.
Something drew Tanya’s eyes to his hands. While she was still thinking
over his words, trying to come up with an alternative, the strong fingers
suddenly stopped their nervous wanderings. Jason let go of the fabric and
unfastened one of the short ropes. Tanya stared uncomprehendingly at the
supple length of twisted yarn, when Jason lifted his head to look at her.
"Tanya?"
"Y-yes?"
The deep voice was slightly hoarse, with strain and ... excitement?
"Tanya, would that help? At least in the beginning?"
"Would what help?"
Jason blushed -- again. But he forced himself to continue; maybe this
was the only way they would get past Tanya’s fear, and stop him from hurting
her.
"Would it help you if you had control? If you could set the pace?"
"I--I think so. B-but how ...?"
"These ropes ... there’s a headbord at the bed. If you could tie my
wrists to one of the rungs, I couldn’t grab you like I did before.
It means that you would have to do most of the work, but remember, Zordon
and Billy said my control would get better as soon as the immediate pressure
is off."
"I can’t tie you up!" she protested automatically, but it was only half-hearted.
It would hef shf she didn’t have to fear Jason’s great strength.
She regarded the young man standing before her. In his eyes, she could
read renewed hope. It decided her. Swallowing hard, she nodded.
"Okay."

***

The two looked at each other for a few moments, then Jason removed the
second rope from the drapes. Holding them out to her, Tanya took them gingerly
from his large hand. The memory of how it had felt against her skin sent
a tiny shiver down her spinew thw that she was in no immediate danger of
being grabbed again. Together, but still with a few feet between them,
they went into the bedroom.
Once there, Jason wordlessly began to knot one of the cloth ropes around
his left wrist. He managed a fairly secure loop he couldn’t easily get
out of, but which left enough room not to cut off his circulation. The
other was more difficult -- being right-handed made him a bit clumsy, and
being able to use only one hand didn’t help. He out out his hand to Tanya.
"Can you pull this fast?"
"S-sure." She managed, but only barely. Standing so close to him, she
could actually feel the heat radiating off his body, even through her robe.
She also became aware of a slightly musky scent that was vaguely familiar,
but which she’d never noticed on Jason before. *Sex....he smells of
sex...but we haven’t even started yet!* Tanya shook herself mentally.
*Don’t
think about this now!* As soon as she was finished, she stepped back
again, and watched mutely as Jason turned back the sheets and lay down,
his arms reaching towards the headboard.
"You’ll have to help me ..."
"I know." Tanya approached the bed on legs that refused to cooperate.
Somehow, though, she succeeded in fastening first one, then the other cord
around the wooden rungs at the corners of the mattress. Straightening,
she watched Jason test his bonds. He then turned his sweat-streaked face
towards her; she realized with a small start that her proximity had to
have excited him even more.
"These won’t hold me indefinitely," he warned her, his voice raspy with
strain. "But if we can only get past the beginning...I think I’ll be able
to hold back that long." Jason swallowed hard and licked his dry lips.
"Just ... Tanya, please ... I don’t know how long I still can hold
back."
The dark-skinned girl closed her eyes briefly. She’d thought she could
approach this like some kind of nursing duty, with compassion and detachment,
but she hadn’t counted on hoe sie sight of Jason’s strong, tanned body,
stretched out on the cream-coloured sheets and tied up, waiting for her
touch, would affect her. Tanya felt her pulse rate quicken slightly. In
a far-away corner of her mind, a little voice told her that she shouldn’t
be enjoying this, that she loved Adam, but another, stronger voice told
her that this was a good thing, that her own excitement would make it easier
for her. She shut both voices out.
As she stood beside the bed, she tried valiantly to keep her eyes on
the handsome face, but didn’t quite succeed. Involuntarily, her dark eyes
swept over the muscular chest and arms, as she had done on the beach only
that afternoon, and her own words came back to haunt her. *He’s such
a hunk ...* Tanya had to swallow, or her throat would have constricted.
Almost against her will, her gaze wandered further down, where the tight
black briefs were tented with a considerable bulge.
A hot blush spread over her face and neck as the girl realized she would
have to remove Jason’s last garment. She froze for a moment, but a slight
shift in position and a shudder wracking the powerful frame recalled her
to the present.
*Yes, it’s intimate if you take off his briefs, but you’re about
to get even more intimate with him in the next few minutes! Stop procrastinating
and get on with it!*
Taking a moment to steady her hands and calm her racing heart, the Yellow
Ranger closed the dice bce between her and the bed, and gingerly placed
her hands on the waistband. Jason moaned slightly and his trembling increased,
but he didn’t open his eyes, for which Tanya was grateful. Carefully, she
slipped her hands inside and down, pulling the material with her. The young
man yelped softly. Her eyes flew towards his face, and she was surprised
to see a small, lopsided grin play around his mouth. The dark eyes were
glitng wng with arousal and ... humour?
"What?" Tanya asked, confused. She was very much aware that her hands
were cupping Jason’s buttocks. He lifted his hips slightly, and she automatically
drew the fabric further down.
"Your hands are cold."
"Oh--!" Her eyes instinctively went to her hands, and she blushed fiercely
as she saw her friend fully naked for the first time. Jason’s erection
seemed gigantic, though in reality he wasn’t that much larger than Adam;
maybe a bit longer, t tht thicker, but nothing to be afraid of. Still,
Tanya shivered once more. Wordlessly, she worked the black cotton off his
legs, trying to deny the increasing moisture between her legs. *It’s
just Zordon’s pills working; it’s a good thing, too, or it will hurt!*
It couldn’t possibly be something else -- it couldn’t!
Tanya took another sip of water, but knew she was stalling. Offering
Jason some and holding his head as he thirstily drained the glass bought
her a few more seconds; then, she ran out of excuses. Straightening, she
slowly untied her robe’s belt, very much aware of the dark eyes looking
at her with barely-concealed hunger and need.
"Tanya, please ..." the hoarse whisper was barely audible. Closing her
eyes, Tanya let the yellow terry cloth fall from her shoulders.
The silence in the darkening bedroom seemed to fill every corner, until
it was broken by a needy moan from the bed.
"Oh God, Tanya ... you’re beautiful!"
The Yellow Ranger slowly opened her eyes. The admiration in Jason’s
look did wonders for her self-confidence, which had been almost non-existent
only seconds ago. His almost-panting breaths and the rapid rise and fall
of his chest as he looked his fill called forth the woman in the girl,
and a tiny smile fought its way to a corner of her mouth. Her movements
became slightly more fluid, almost sensuous, as she knelt on the mattress,
running a hand from the broad shoulder down to thrrowrrow hips. Tanya was
still apprehensive, but no longer terrified. She’d seen the same look in
Adam’s eyes the first time they’d made love; only she’d been too inexperienced
at the time to know what it meant. Now, she did. Her eyes locked with Jason’s
as she moved over him, positioning herself directly above his straining
phallus. She grasped it with only slightly trembling fingers and guided
the tip to her sex. Tanya marvelled at the throbbing heat, but all that
vanished ason son thrust slightly upwards, parting her moist folds. Very
slowly, she sank down, impaling herself on him, but cried out in momentary
shock and slight pain as he bucked up sharply all of a sudden, burying
himself to the hilt. Her soft voice was drowned out, however, by Jason’s
sharp bellow of release as he ejaculated forcefully within her as soon
as he was fully sheathed. Tanya’s inner muscles instinctively clenched
around the hot shaft, and she had to reach out and steady herself on his
chest as Jason began to move. Desperately, she tried to match his rhythm,
and only dimly could make out words in his almost animalistic groans as
a second climax flowed into her.
"Tanya ... oh God ... Tanya ... s-sorry ... so sorry ..."
Everything else was lost as the two began to ride out Jason’s need.

***