Tales From Jason's Palace

Chapter Three: Dream Lover

Jason wandered the palace as he left the dark room having once again having left his slaves sobbing in each other's arms. He didn't care that he hurt them nor did he care that they didn't want him to be near them. They would get used to his presence in time and grow to love him. Kimberly was, however, correct about one thing. Jason wanted the red ranger in his bed as his slave and if his current lover was right, the answer to having what he wanted lay with Tommy's family. His cousin would make a perfect pawn in his plans to have what he wanted. Jason entered his bed chambers and growled with his own desire growing soon leaving in a flash of fire.

Before he truly knew what he was thinking, nor doing, Jason found himself in a dark bedroom with a prone sleeping form not too far from him. His dark eyes surveyed over the sleeping form only to creep closer to the bed with a wicked smile playing on his face. There in the bed was the red ranger, his dark hair lose like a halo on his pillow, his dark eyes closed as he sleep unaware of any danger, and his soft lips parted as sweet air entered and left his lungs with each breath. Jason walked closer and soon mounted the bed waving a shadowed hand over Tommy's prone face and whispered in his ear suggesting that this was a dream. It seemed the ranger believed it and Jason's hands ghosted over the comforter only to slowly pull it off of Tommy's body to the bedroom floor. This was followed by the ranger's boxers exposing his groin increasing Jason's hunger for this young man to belong to him. The ranger's groin seemed to shiver with the cool air blowing over it from the open bedroom window and Jason couldn't hold back a wicked grin bending forward. A wet warm mouth soon engulfed the ranger's flesh, sucking and licking.

Tommy squirmed on the bed but slept under the influence that this was a dream having never suspected that this may very well be more than what he'd suspected. His flesh throbbed and ached in the warm mouth never seeing the face of his dream lover nor protested the warm hands that ghosted over his body sending shivers of pleasure to spark along his sweaty flesh, pants of increased breath followed until Tommy grunted. Liquid spurted forth and his dream lover captured all that he offered then he was gone. Chocolate eyes opened as Tommy woke up with a gasp and panting lying in his bed. He sat up and ran a hand through his long hair and felt unsettled as if he knew that someone had been in his room with him. It seemed impossible but he moved to the edge of his bed only to find that his boxers were no longer on his body having not remembered having removed them. The teenager frowned and looked for them but never did find them as he searched for the mysterious visitor. Determined that this was but a dream, the red ranger went back to his bed and went back to sleep but this wouldn't be the last time he would be visited by his dream lover with vivid hands caressing his flesh to completion never doing more than touching him nor taking him within his mouth.

Back at the palace, Jason sat on his throne with a wicked smirk on his face holding the one item he knew would prove that this had not been a dream. He would have Tommy and soon. The red ranger surrendered to him in his dreams and would do so with his body while awake as well. Nothing would stop Jason from having what he wanted and the dark Lord always got what he wanted. He sniffed the fabric and left for his room to dream of the day when Tommy would be his' even if he had to sate his desires in the bodies of his slaves for now. No matter, Jason was patient but soon his patience may very well wear thin and God help any whom strayed in his path when it did.