Golden Ecstasy

ECSTASY 2b

Golden Ecstasy 2a

Tommy and Kat were at Kat’s house, trying to watch TV, but neither’s
attention was on the screen. Both were far away with their thoughts --
up in the mountains, in a secluded cabin, thinking of their two friends
who were involved in their own fight against Mondo and the Machine Empire.
The stakes this time -- not the destruction of Angel Grove, or dominion
over the Earth, but Jason’s health and sanity.
As the station went to commercial, Tommy looked at Kat, then switched
the TV off. The blonde girl didn’t seem to notice; her eyes were still
fixed on the now-dark screen, she she didn’t move into Tommy’s embrace,
as she usually did. He sat up slowly and brushed a pale gold strand of
hair behind her ear. Slowly, her blue eyes focussed on his face, and she
essayed a smile. It wouldn’t quite come. The Red Ranger gently tilted up
her chin, brushing his fingertips over her soft cheek.
"What is it, Kat?"
She lowered her eyes, but he wouldn’t let her.
"Talk to me, honey." His gentle voice made it at once easier and harder
to tell him about the decision she’d struggled with over the last hour
-- ever since her best friend had teleported with Tommy and his
best friend to his uncle’s cabin. Unable to sit still any longer, Kat got
up and wandered over to the window, looking out into the garden and the
gathering shadows. She could feel Tommy waiting on the couch. Not daring
to meet his eyes, she cleared her throat and drew a deep breath.
"I’m going up there."
Tommy didn’t quite believe his ears.
"What?"
Now that it had been said, the words came easier for Kat. She was able
to look into her boyfriend’s eyes, even as her fair skin slowly flushed
almost as pink as her dress.
"It’s not right that Tanya is up there all alone with Jason at your
uncle’s cabin. You heard Billy and Zordon -- it would be better if there
were more than one person helping Jason."
Tommy got up and went to her. He regarded her solemnly, carefully considering
his next words.
"Why, Kat? I mean, it’s very generous of you to offer, but why? And
-- why now?"
"Because Tanya is my best friend. Because Jason is yours. Because nobody
should have to go through this, either giving or receiving. Because
I can’t just sit here and do nothing when two of us might need help! Because...oh
Tommy, I don’t know! I just know I have to go there!"
Kat almost sobbed. She felt an inexplicable sense of urgency, but there
was more to her decision than desperation. If only she could put it into
words!
"Please try to understand, Tommy; I just have to go!"
The Pink Ranger hadn’own own what to expect from her boyfriend; relief
for Jason maybe, reluctance, like Adam -- she was not prepared, though,
for the smile she got, and the hard hug.
Tommy pulled Kat close and buried his face in her silky hair. He couldn’t
say exactly what he was feeling, but right now the foremost emotion was
the sudden certainty that with both Tanya and Kat, Jason would be alright.
Everything else, they could deal with later. He looked deeply into the
anxious blue eyes.
"Kat ... this is going to sound really weird, but ... thank you."
"Huh?"
Tommy tried to put his feelings into words; it was just as difficult
for him as it had been for Kat.
"Kat, I ... I don’t know how to say this, but .. in a way, when Tanya
offered I sort of had hoped you would, too."
"Then why didn’t you ask me?"
"I couldn’t. Not for something like this. It’s one thing for me to offer
to help Jase, but I didn’t want to put you under any kind of obligation.
You have to do this because it’s what you feel you have to do, or
want to do, or maybe because Jase is your friend as well -- not for me.
Does this make any kind of sense?" He smiled a bit sheepishly.
The Australian returned his smile, a bit more confident.
"It makes a lot of sense, at least to me. But you’re wrong on one thing."
Tommy kissed her cheek and held her close as the two of them slowly
wandered back into the room.
"What’s that?"
Kat picked up their glasses and handed him his car keys. Her eyes were
serious as she elaborated on her reasoning.
"I’m doing this for Jason, sure. He’s a friend, just like Rocky, or
Adam and Billy. More for Tanya, though; it must be hard for her being up
there, having sex with Jason when she doesn’t know him all that well yet,
and also knowing how hard Adam is taking this."
They were at the front door by now, and Tommy was preparing to leave.
"You don’t know Jase any better than Tanya," he pointed out reasonably.
Kat hugged her boyfriend.
"But I do. You’ve told me so much about him...it feels as if I’ve known
him almost as long as the rest of you. And that’s the third reason why
I’m going -- because if you lose Jason, or something happened to him, you’d
never forgive yourself, or anyone else who could have done something and
didn’t. I’m going up there more for you than for anyone else." Her gentle
smile turned slightly lopsided.
"What a thing to tell one’s boyfriend. I’m talking about having sex
for" -- she checked her watch -- "almost forty hours with another man --
an extremely good-looking one at that -- for your own good."
Despite his worry, Tommy cracked another smile. "I’ll take that in the
spirit it’s been said, not the way it sounded." Serious again, he drew
her close. Kissing her very gently, he reminded her of the promise he’d
given Tanya and Jason only a couple of hours before.
"Remember, if you -- any of you -- need me ..."
"... you’re just a communicator call and teleport away. I know."
The Pink Ranger watched her team’s leader get into his car and drive
away. Drawing a deep, fortifying breath, she walked back into the house
and packed some necessities, then teleported out. After a small detour
via the Power Chamber, to pick up a second bottle of the pills Alpha had
handed Tanya, she arrived in the living room of the cosy cabin only a few
minutes before Tanya stumbled weakly out of the bedroom, tears beginning
to flow.

***

Tanya had lost all track of time as Jason ejaculated within her again.
She was sore, exhausted, her legs were cramping badly from being held in
one position for too long, and it was getting harder and harder to stifle
her sobs. She knew her cheeks were wet; she hadn’t been able to stop the
tears from overflowing, but she was determined not to make it any harder
on Jason by crying openly. Whenever she’d looked into his face, she’d seen
that, though his numerous climaxes brought him momentary relief, it wasn’t
exactly easy for him either.
Both were sweat-streaked, their bodies trembling and straining; only
gradually it registered on Tanya’s mind that the taut muscles between her
thighs and the hard chest under her hands began to relax. She lifted her
head. Hardly daring to believe, she concentrated on the hardness still
buried within her. Experimentally, she shifted her position, wincing at
her protesting knees, and felt Jason’s cock slide out of her. It was an
effort, but she managed to climb off his hips which she had straddled for
so long. As the warm weight left him, the ex-Ranger tiredly rolled his
head towards her. The dark eyes looked as exhausted as she felt as their
eyes met.
"Is ..." The young woman had to clear her throat. "I-is it over?"
"For now." Jason’s tone was bleak. He’d seen what it had cost Tanya
so far, and he wished with all his might that he could find another way.
But they had explored all options; this was the only solution Zordon and
Billy had found, and if the past two hours shouldn’t be totally wasted,
he and Tanya had to continue. He had found physical relief from his potion
- induced arousal, true, but emotional -- that was another matter. A bitter
smile played around his lips as he tried to ease his aching shoulders;
the joints hurt from being held in one position too long, but the decision
to untie him would have to come from Tanya.
She saw the slight grimace as she slowly climbed off the bed, hanging
on to the bedpost and supporting herself on the nightstand, until her aching
legs would hold her. She couldn’t help but wonder at it.
Lifting the dark, damp head up, Tanya held another glass of water to
Jason’s parched lips. She could tell he was tired; well, so was she. Mutely,
she gathered up her robe and slipped it on, painfully aware of the fluids
running down her legs in sticky rivulets. Just as she was about to turn
away, the deep voice held her back.
"Y’know ... this is every guy’s fantasy; being all alone with a gorgeous
girl for two days, doing nothing but making love all the time. Only ...
it’s turning out to be less a dream than a nightmare."
The Yellow Ranger’s lips began to tremble. Fresh tears began to flow
as she responded, her voice husky.
"I’ve wanted to have time like this with Adam, ever since we made love
for the first time. Guys aren’t the only ones who fantasize."
The two young people regarded each other silently for a few moments,
then Jason closed his eyes, giving in to his exhaustion. Tanya stood rooted
to the spot a while longer, then made her way to the door on unsteady legs.
Before she left the almost-completely dark bedroom, she paused at the door.
Without turning back, she said, in a deliberately calm voice, "I’ll take
a shower and rest a bit. Call me when you need me, okay?" She got no answer.
Looking back to the dark form on the bed, she could just barely make out
his face. It was several moments before she heard Jason’s voice drift over
to her.
"Thanks. And ... Tanya?"
"Yes?"
"I’m sorry."
Blinded by a fresh rush of tears, she slipped out of the room. Jason
couldn’t be sure, but he thought he’d heard her whisper brokenly, "So am
I."

***

Katherine watched her friend with concern as she steadied herself against
the nearest wall. Tanya hadn’t seen her yet; she was trying too hard not
to break down where she stood. With a few steps, Kat walked up to the Yellow
Ranger and pulled her into a warm hug. Tanya barely registered the pink
t-shirt before she gave in to everything that had piled up on her in terms
of stress over the afternoon and evening. She let herself be guided to
the soft couch and held on to Kat with desperate strength as her tears
continued to flow. When her eyes started to burn, she sniffed and slowly
sat back up, reluctantly meeting the blue eyes. Kat looked at her worriedly.
"Was it that bad?"
Tanya gratefully accepted the tissues Kat held out to her. Between sniffles,
she thought back over the time she’d been up here.
"N-not really. I mean, he ... he scared me a bit, at first, when he
got a little rough, but ..." She noticed the slightly alarmed expression
on the porcelain face, and hastily amended her report.
"He didn’t mean to be; it’s just, he needed me .. someone ... so bad,
he couldn’t quite control himself. He didn’t hurt me, though."
Kat considered this.
"How did you manage, then?"
"Well, as soon as I’d tied him up, we ..."
"What?!?"
The dumbfounded expression and startled shriek surprised a small snort
of laughter out of Tanya. Grinning slightly, she looked at her friend out
of the corner of her eye.
"It was Jason’s idea, really. He was standing at the window and sort
of playing with the drapes, when the suggestion kind of slipped out. Of
him," she added, at Kat’s still incredulous look. "Anyway, there was this
idea, and these cords at the drapes, and things ... kind of went on from
there. It really was easier for me that way; he’s so strong ..." she shrugged
helplessly. "With him tied up, I had control. It ... it wasn’t too bad,
really."
Kat shook her head, still stunned.
"I can’t believe you actually tied Jason up!"
"Just his wrists, and I think if he tried hard enough, he could get
out; this is not some BDSM set-up, you know!"
The Pink Ranger suddenly grinned; it was a bit unfair, maybe, but she
couldn’t help it, despite the situation being so serious.
"If you say so. But ..." her grin grew even wider, "Can you imagine
what Rocky would have to say if he knew about this?"
Tanya started to giggle through her sniffles.
"Oh, God, yes! Jason’s going to owe me for life just so I keep this
to myself!"
The thought of the Blue Ranger’s reaction to that little tidbit lightened
the mood considerably. Tanya finally began to relax -- and feel every aching
muscle. She also was in desperate need of a shower. Just as she was about
to get up from the couch, Kat’s presence suddenly registered. Wasn’t she
supposed to be alone with Jason?
"By the way, what are you doing here?"
Kat blushed, but met Tanya’s eyes steadily.
"I thought you might need a little help."
"With what?" Tanya’s tone was suspicious, but she couldn’t help the
small frisson of hope that raised its head. She was so tired ...
"With ... uh ... taking care of Jason. It can’t be easy, doing it for
so long. I mean, aren’t you sore?" Kat blushed even more.
Her friend considered for a long moment, then conceded.
"You have no idea. Zordon’s pills helped somewhat, but ..."
"Oh yeah, that reminds me." Kat dug out her own vial of tablets and
swallowed the first one dry. Committed, she looked at Tanya. "Why don’t
you take a shower, have a sandwich or something, and crash here on the
couch? I’ll look after Jason, and we can switch off after that again."
A bit nonplussed, but too worn out to really care, Tanya just nodded.
She plodded over to the bathroom while Kat began to change into her own
white, pink-trimmed bathrobe. At the door, the dark-skinned girl looked
at her friend wonderingly. "You’re being awfully practical about this ..."
The blonde shrugged as she briefly ran a brush through her hair.
"I’ve had a bit more time than you to get used to the idea. Besides,
what would be the use if I went into hysterics?" She inhaled deeply. "I
may not be the most experienced woman around, but it’s not as if I had
never done this before. Jason’s a friend, not some stranger, and I usually
stick to my decisions."
Tanya nodded. There was one other thing, though.
"Does Tommy know?"
"Yes."

***

Tanya waited a few moments, but Kat wouldn’t elaborate. Accepting her
friend’s silence for the moment, she smiled her thanks and slowly went
down the hallway to disappear in the bathroom. Katherine watched her until
the door closed with a soft ‘click’, then turned towards the bedroom. At
the door, she hesitated for a moment. Despite her brave words and seeming
nonchalance towards Tanya, she couldn’t help the flutter of nerves as she
slowly let herself into the dark room.
As her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she could make out the bed with
the solid figure stretched out on it. Moving silently, she turned on the
nightlight, angling it in such a way that she had enough light to see,
but wouldn’t blind Jason. He had fallen into a restless sleep, his limbs
spasming slightly as his body tried simultaneously to recover from his
exertion and the potion reasserted its hold over his nerves and hormones.
Kat winced slightly as she took note of his posture; it had to be
extremely uncomfortable for him to have his arms stretched out like this!
However, she recalled Tanya’s remark that he’d been a bit rough in the
beginning; if Jason could hold out a bit longer, she would prefer if he
stayed like this -- at least until she’d gotten over the awkwardness of
starting!
Kat thought about her next steps; Tanya needed rest and probably some
time alone; Jason definitely needed his sleep -- it wasn’t going
to be long anyway, if Billy’s prediction of two-hour cycles proved accurate;
so, what was she going to do? She was already undressed under her robe;
taking a shower now would be pointless....that gave her an idea. While
she hadn’t really looked at the former Ranger, the air in the room was
stuffy, and reeked a bit; Kat knew that Tanya was rinsing away all traces
of the past couple of hours, and quite honestly, she wasn’t exactly keen
to touch the young man -- he was sweaty, and probably rather sticky, too.
Picking up a couple of the small towels she spied on the nightstand, Kat
went to the kitchenette and moistened them. On her return, she sat down
next to Jason and carefully began wiping him down, from his face over his
torso to his genitals, blushing hotly as even that fleeting touch made
his penis twitch. Finished, she covered him lightly with a sheet and went
to the window to let in some fresh air, staring out into the darkness.
A half-crescent of waning moon cast silvery light over the small clearing,
making the trees surrounding the cabin on two sides loom darkly against
the sky. Just around the corner, she could make out the lake, its calm
surface glittering in the moonlight.
The Pink Ranger sighed as she tried to control the rush of blood to
her face. Tending Jason like this had at once been easy and hard. Easy,
because it gave her the opportunity to get to know his body at least a
bit before they went on to more ... intimate ... activities, without having
to deal with his reaction to her checking him out; and hard, because
he was oblivious to her scrutiny; somehow, it didn’t seem ... fair ...
that she had seen all of him without his knowledge. *I feel like a Peeping
Tom, somehow!* Zordon’s pills seemed to be working, too; the blonde
could feel it in her slightly accelerated breathing, her rapid heartbeat
and the gathering moisture between her legs. *Well, at least I’ll be
ready; the way he’s tied up, he can’t do foreplay, and I certainly am not
going to play with myself in front of him!* Even the thought brought
a fresh rush of colour to her cheeks, and Kat breathed deeply of the clean
mountain air as she stayed by the window.
Jason awoke from his too-brief nap as a shiver that had nothing to do
with sexual excitement coursed down his body. Opening bleary eyes, he noted
that he was covered by a thin sheet, and that a cool breeze was coming
through the open window. Thankful for the fresh air, he filled his lungs,
then sought out the slim silhouette at the window. Something wasn’t quite
right about the young woman, and it took a moment for sle sleep-muddled
mind to come up with an explanation. The colours were all wrong ... that
wasn’t Tanya’s dark hair and chocolate-coloured skin; what he saw instead
were pale-gold strands of fine hair blowing in the breeze, and the creamy
skin belonging to ...
"K-kat?"
The Australian turned at the sound of his voice; concerned, she wandered
over after closing the window again. She’d never heard Jason sound so hoarse,
or so weary, either -- not even when he waghtighting off the effects the
loss of the Gold Power had on him.
He tried to lift his head, but his awkward position wouldn’t let him.
Jason looked at his best friend’s girlfriend with eyes that had dark
circles underneath them. He took in her bathrobe, the long, smooth line
of her necsingsing from the lapels, and noted her bare legs underneath
as she sat down next to him and lifted another glass of water to his parched
lips. He gulped the tepid liquid gratefully, then lay back again, puzzled.
He tried to shift his shoulders and concealed another wince; his biceps
were beginning to cramp and the temptation to jerk free of the soft cords
was nearly overwhelming, but exerting every ounce of willpower left, he
managed to restrain himself -- barely.
"What are you doing here?"
Kat wiped his brow once more with a moist towel, then let it fall to
the floor.
"Relieving Tanya."
Jason looked at the Pink Ranger with sudden concern.
"H-how is she? I ... I didn’t hurt her, did I?" The sudden fear for
their teammate in the dark eyes reassured Kat as nothing else could have
done. As long as Jason still cared about the possible consequences of his
actions, things couldn’t be quite that bad.
"No. No, you didn’t." Her calm voice soothed the young man, and he relaxed
noticeably, closing his eyes in relief for a moment. Then, he sought out
the azure orbs once more.
"Where is she?"
"Resting; in the living room, I suppose. I told her to lie down a bit.
She’s beat."
Jason winced at that, and turned away from Kat, flushing a dull red.
She gently turned his face back towards her. Earnestly, she tried to calm
him further.
"Look, Jase, it’s not your fault. We should have expected that. Remember,
Billy told us it would be better if there was more than one person helping
you out. That’s why I’m here."
His breath was laboured as he shook his head.
"No ... no, not you too! It’s bad enough that I’m intruding on Adam’s
and Tanya’s relationship; I couldn’t do that to Tommy and you as well ...!"
Kat was getting just a tad annoyed. She and Tanya had struggled enough
with their decision; was it fair that they almost had to beg this mule-headed
ex-Ranger to let them help him? *It must have something to do with the
colour; didn’t he used to be a Red Ranger, too? There’s little difference
between him, Rocky and Tommy when it comes to asking for help!* Out
loud, she only said, "I’m here with Tommy’s knowledge and consent -- not
that I’d have asked him. Why can’t you get it into that thick skull of
yours that we both care about you? For the umpteenth time, we knowknow
that you’d do the same for any of us, if it had come to that; we’re all
Rangers, whether we still hold the Power or not. Rangers look after their
own!"
Jason managed to look sheepish; if he’d been able, he’d have turned
away, but tied up as he was, he could only lie there and hope that the
dim light hid his blush. He had the feeling, though, that it didn’t. Kat’s
smile only confirmed his suspicion and let the colour er fer from his cheeks
down to his shoulders. Kat patted his shoulder consolingly, her slight
bout of temper already forgotten again. Unobtrusively, she let her gaze
wander down the powerful body, taking note of Jason’s erection, which seemed
to grow almost while she was looking. It was time. Getting up, she took
a calming breath, then dropped her hands to the knot in her belt.
"So ... you want my help, or not?"
The former Ranger swallowed hard. He would have given anything to be
able to tell her no, that he and Tanya could manage without involving anyone
else, but he remembered all too clearly the exhaustion in the Yellow Ranger’s
face, how she’d been trembling just before she left. In all fairness to
her, he couldn’t afford to refuse Katherine’s generous offer. A fresh surge
of arousal sent more blood into his already swollen cock, causing almost
physical pain.
Finally, he raised defeated eyes to his former teammate.
"Kat, I ..." his voice failed him, but the blonde understood the unspoken
acceptance. Briefly touching his cheek, she dredged up a smile as myriads
of butterflies began to dance in her stomach. For all her determination
and bravado, deep down she was still shy and somewhat insecure about having
sex with anybody, be it her boyfriend, whom she loved, or his best
friend -- whom she didn’t know nearly as well. Tamping down on her anxiety,
she called forth the spirit which had convinced Zordon that she was worthy
of Kimberly’s choice to name her the successor to the Pink Power. Mentally
squaring her shoulders, she untied the belt and let the pink-trimmed white
robe fall to the floor. Her fair skin heated up with a fiery blush as Jason
let his eyes roam over her, his appreciation evident in his accelerated
breaths and the noticeable twitching of his manhood.
"Oh, man ...!" He moaned and closed his eyes. Kat noted with surprise
that he almost instinctively snapped his hips, as if he were preparing
for what lay ahead. Somewhat gingerly, she knelt on the bed, trying to
work out the mechanics in her mind. Tommy had never made love to her other
than by covering her and holding her close in his arms, giving her an added
sense of security. Now, it was up to her to be the aggressor; she would
have to give instead of take. The thought sent a small jolt of arousal
into her, and made Kat catch her breath. Almost involuntarily, a thought
crept forward in her mind. *Maybe this isn’t going to be so bad, after
all!*
Jason watched her with barely concealed need and eagerness. His balls
were aching, and he could feel his control slowly slipping, but he pushed
it to the back of his mind. For the moment, he was far too busy drinking
in the sight at aat as she crouched next to him, her knees touching his
hot skin. Looking at Tanya’s smooth, cocoa-coloured skin and lush figure
had been exciting enough, but Kat ...! He’d always had a thing for blue-eyed
blondes -- it was what had attracted him to Emily in the first place, before
he got to know her -- but the Pink Ranger fulfilled a lot of his most private
fantasies, with her creamy skin and pale-gold hair. Her curves weren’t
quite as generous as Tanya’s, but he admired the long, graceful limbs with
their smooth muscles; Kat might not be the fighter Tanya was, but her physique
was honed by years of diving and dancing, and she exuded a subtle, very
feminine power in her movements which made her extremely attractive to
him. Jason had thought her beautiful when he’d first met her, but since
she was his best friend’s girlfriend, he’d automatically shoved his attraction
as far away as possible. He’d managed to conceal it well, and he’d met
Emily soon after, so that he was in no danger to lust after Kat. Now, however,
he couldn’t help himself. Just the thought that in a few moments she would
lift herself above him and take him deep inside of her, encasing his straining
cock within her moist heat, was enough to make him moan with need and anticipation.
Kat took the strained sound for a sign of pain; gathering her courage,
she swung a leg over Jason’s hips and positioned herself. Her hands shook
slightly, as Tanya’s had done, as she took hold of his pulsing flesh and
eased the tip between her moist folds. Adjusting herself, she held on until
he’d slipped past the entrance to her body, then braced herself on either
side of his head, leaned forward and slowly lowered herself onto the hard
rod. It brought her full mounds with their soft, rosy tips temptingly close
to Jason’s face, and it was all he could do not to reach out and wrap his
tongue around one of them. *You’re not here to have fun; she’s trying
to keep you from becoming a sex-crazed maniac!* He closed his eyes,
as much in desperation as in bliss as her tight folds gripped him in a
velvety embrace; then his need once more took over and he thrust upwards,
beginning the circle of drug-induced ache and release again.

***

Kat had lost all sense of time as she finally felt Jason relax under
her; by now she knew how Tanya had come by her wobbly legs. Her own sex
ached from the constant friction; although she’d lost count how often Jason
had come inside of her, she hadn’t found relief of her own, and it added
to her general discomfort. Both were sweat-streaked, he from thrusting
so long and hard -- and holding back, she knew; he could have been much
rougher, but had retained at least that much control; she, from holding
herself in position so long. Her arms and legs ached, and she was trembling
with strain, and it took great effort not just to collapse on the broad
chest and fall asleep. It was quite late by now; it had been a long day,
from school in the morning through their watery romp in the lake and the
stress and anguish of the late afternoon and evening. Kat didn’t even want
to begin to imagine what it must be like for Jason, who still wasn’t back
at full strength after losing the Gold Ranger Power. *Still, I suppose
it’s a good thing, in a way; if he’d been fully recovered, I doubt these
ropes could have held him!* Even her thoughts sounded tired; Kat moved
sluggishly off the narrow hips and just sat for a moment, trying to regain
her physical and mental equilibrium. She felt Jason shift beside her, and
looked up into his sweaty face; she couldn’t help but notice the pained
grimace as he tried to move his arms.
*He must be in agony! How long has it been that Tanya tied him to
the bed?*
Clearing her throat, she drew his attention. Jason looked at her, his
expression strangely unreadable.
"W-what?" Kat was astounded how hoarse her normally light voice sounded.
"Jason?"
He closed his eyes briefly and turned away, then faced her again. The
deep voice was strained and raspy, as he confessed what she’d begun to
suspect.
"I--It’s not helping much. I...I don’t know how to explain it; I’ve
come so often, but somehow I feel as if I hadn’t come at all. Right now,
it’s almost bearable, but it won’t take long ..."
Kat swallowed, but fought down a sudden panic attack. This was not the
way it was supposed to be -- not the way Billy had said it was going to
be! But she had absolutely no idea what they could do differently.
"Maybe ... maybe it’s just taking longer," she suggested hesitantly.
"After all, you got a pretty strong dose of this ‘Ecstasy’ stuff."
"Yeah, maybe. But what if that’s not the problem?" Jason couldn’t quite
keep his anxiety out of his voice. He didn’t even want to think about what
would happen to him, and to these two wonderful girls, who’d already done
so much for him, given of themselves so generously, if their solution wasn’t
going to work.
Kat shook her head.
"Don’t even think about it! This is going to work; it just has
to!"
"Kat ..."
"No! Don’t say it! We’re getting you through this; Tanya and I will
manage!" She was getting slightly hysterical, and they both knew it. Wisely,
Jason said nothing, and Kat gulped in deep draughts of air as she tried
to rein in her wayward emotions. She fought down her tears. Resolutely,
she got up, steadying herself on the nightstand, as Tanya had done. Once
she could stand unaided, she turned to Jason.
"I ... I’m going to take a shower, and look after Tanya; see how she’s
doing."
"Okay," he sighed, trying once more to ease his aching arms. He winced
sharply as a muscle in his right shoulder cramped. Kat stopped on her way
to the door. She could only imagine how he must be feeling; her own legs
hurt in places she’d never known existed -- how much worse must it be for
Jason, who’d been tied into the same position for hours? Coming to a decision,
she approached the bed once more.
"Jase?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think you can control yourself enough to at least take a shower?"
She looked at the wet, wrinkled sheets with an expression of distaste.
"I’d also like to change the bed, if you think you can get up."
He thought for a moment, trying to assess his condition.
"I think it’ll be okay for a while, if we don’t take too long." He made
a face as he got a good whiff of himself. "I’d really love to take
a shower myself." Another need suddenly made itself known. Jason grinned
ruefully as he identified the sudden pressure in his groin. "And use
the bathroom!"
Kat covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes suddenly wide.
"Oh my God ...! We never even thought about that!" She blushed with
embarrassment and hurried over, fumbling with the knots which had tightened
considerably since he had strained against his bonds quite a bit.
Jason shot her a lopsided grin as he twisted his wrist to give her more
room. The first cord fell away, and he rolled over, closer to the edge
so that there was more slack in the second cord.
"Neither did I, to tell the truth." Both teens smiled a bit sheepishly
as the secrestrestraint came loose. Kat straightened and watched as Jason
tried to sit up. He gingerly moved his arms down his sides, wincing at
the shooting pain in his cramped muscles and stiffened joints. He had to
lie still for several minutes, waiting for his circulation to return to
all areas with burning intensity, until he could even try to support himself.
Kat rubbed his wrists gently, where even the soft material had chafed and
left red welts. It was nothing too serious, she could see that, but still
....
Kat watched, relieved, as he finally managed to sp anp and move his
shoulders; for someone who’d been so eager to get to a shower, she found
herself strangely reluctant to leave her friend alone. At last, an expression
of relief crossed the handsome face, and the dark eyes met hers. Smiling
slightly, he gave her a gentle push.
"Go on, take your shower. I’ll be fine for now."
"You’re sure?"
"Yeah."
The blonde got up and noticed to her astonishment the tiny flame rising
in Jason’s eyes. Momentarily bewildered, she followed his gaze and found
it fastened on her breasts. Only then did she realize that she’d never
stopped to put on her robe and was still completely naked.
"Oh!"
She blushed furiously and all but ran from the room, managing just barely
not to slam the bathroom door behind her.
Jason couldn’t suppress a chuckle as he watched her cute firm behind
vanish through the door, her robe still forgotten on the floor. When it
closed, his good humour evaporated as soon as it had come. He rubbed his
face wearily, then poured himself some water and sipped it thirstily. He
had honestly expected that his need wouldn’t be so great anymore; after
all, he’d been with both girls for ... he checked the bedside clock; it
confirmed what he’d thought -- close to four hours, his brief nap not included.

***

It was past midnight; he was deathly tired, and not only from his exertions,
but also from stress. Jason just sat on the rumpled bed and tried to relax
his aching muscles. However, he knew that true rest would come for him
only if Tanya and Kat succeeded in giving him enough relief so that his
body would take longer to recharge. Right now, it seemed as if that would
be a long time in coming. Wearily, the former Ranger propped his head in
his hands, letting his exhaustion sweep over him. He never heard the shower
in the nearby bathroom, or Kat’s soft steps as she returned, wrapped in
a large bath towel.
Kat watched Jason for a few moments as she reentered the bedroom, fresh
linens over her arm. She hurt for him, more than she’d thought possible
-- he hadn’t looked this defeated even when he’d lost the Gold Power.
Somehow, ‘defeat’ was not something any one of them associated with Jason,
and it only strengthened her resolve to somehive ive him the help
he needed. But, first things first. Slowly, she approached him and carefully
touched his shoulder. Blinking, he lifted his head and regarded her with
bleak eyes. Her voice was rough with compassion as she spoke to him.
"The bathroom’s free, if you want to use it. There’s still plenty of
hot water left."
"Okay. Thanks."
His movements were a bit sluggish as he got up and moved to the door,
not caring about his nudity, but then, it was too late for false modesty
anyway, after what they’d been through so far, and Kat herself wasn’t moving
that quickly, either.
Before he left, Jason turned around once more.
"What ... what about Tanya?" He waited anxiously for her answer, afraid
he might have hurt the Yellow Ranger after all.
Kat smiled reassuringly as she started to strip the bed.
"She’s asleep on the couch. Don’t worry, she’ll be allright."
She noted the relieved expression s ths the handsome features. It seemed
as if Jason wanted to say something more, but he only shrugged and shuffled
off, to take his own much-needed shower. Kat opened the window again, breathing
deeply of the fresh night air as she returned to the task of putting clean
sheets on the bed. She also got a fresh bottle of water out of the fridge,
then looked out into the night, slowly sipping a glass of water and waiting
for Jason’s return.
The former Ranger closed the bathroom door behind him; almost immediately,
he was hit by a fresh wave of arousal and barely bit back an anguished
groan. It took him a few moments to identify the reason -- Kat had showered
before him, and the warm, moist air still carried the citrussy scent of
her soap. Controlling himself with difficulty, hesaw to his needs, then
dug out his own toiletries which Tommy had deposited here earlier, and
stepped into the shower stall. Setting the temperature as hot as he could
stand it, he let the sharp needle spray massage his still-aching shoulders
and back muscles as he washed himself. As the hot water sluiced away the
suds, he tried not to think of how it would hurt if Kat or Tanya decided
they needed him tied up again. The desire to just rip lose and fill his
hands with either tempting pair of breasts had been almost overpowering,
but he was determined to follow the girls’ lead in this; it was enough
that they were there for him. He didn’t need to make it any more difficult.
That decision fixed firmly in his mind, he shut off the water and towelled
off, finding that even his own actions caused almost unbearable friction
on his overly sensitive skin. *Seems like another side effect of this
‘Ecstasy’ crap that nobody knew about!* Jason sighed. He briefly ran
a comb through his hair, squared his shoulders as much as he was able,
and left the bathroom. He was about to reenter the bedroom, when something
made him stop. Wrapping his towel around his hips, he padded towards the
living room, where he stood for long moments looking at the sleeping Tanya.
Her lovely face was relaxed in slumber, and he was glad; when she’d left
him, her expression had been obscured by tears, and full of anguish. Resisting
the impulse to touch her, Jason turned and trudged back to the bedroom,
feeling as if he was on his way to his execution rather than to a gorgeous
blonde, who was willing to serve his need. Already, he could feel his cock
fill with blood again.
Kat closed the window as she heard the door open; no sense in getting
chilled when they resumed their....activities. She noted the signs of Jason’s
arousal with an inward sigh. She still felt sore, and it was not going
to be easy for either of them. The young woman made her way over to the
bed, where Jason poured himself a glass of water. He drank it down without
looking at her; only after he’d finished did he turn and sought out her
eyes. Kat tried to smile reassuringly. His only reaction was a slight twitching
of a corner of his mouth, but it was enough. He let his towel fall and
sat down. Gesturing towards the cloth ropes, he kept his voice calm with
an effort as he asked her.
"You ... you think we need these again?"
Faltering momentarily, Kat swallowed hard. She wished she could spare
him this, but a part of her still heard her friend’s voice --*"He was
a bit rough ... he’s so strong ..."* Blushing slightly, embarrassed
at her own timidity, she managed a whisper.
"If ... if you don’t mind?" It was a stupid question, and she knew it,
but Jason only grimaced his acceptance and lay back on the crisp sheet,
stretching his arms out towards the bedposts.
Kat knelt on the bed, reaching over his broad chest for the first rope,
when her towel slipped, baring her breasts. She wasn’t going to bother
with pulling it up again -- he’d already seen it all, and would see more
once they started again. Leaning forward, she fumbled for the brown cord
which was wedged halfway under the mattress. She never noticed the sudden
hot flame which lit the dark eyes.
Jason wasn’t looking forward to the next hour or so; his shoulders still
ached from the time he’d spent tied in the same position so long, but if
that’s what Kat needed ... resigning himself to the inevitable, he lay
back and moved into position, eyes closed, waiting for his friend to secure
his wrists once more,when his nostrils were suddenly assailed by a scent
he’d escaped from only shortly before -- citrus, soap, and something that
was distinctly and uniquely Kat. His eyes snapped open just as the white
towel slipped, exposing those creamy globes right in front of his face.
He’d ached with the need to touch them all the time she’d ridden his engorged
cock before, bouncing so temptingly, their rosy tips just begging to be
licked and suckled, but he couldn’t, tied to the bed as he was. Now, his
hands were free. Need and instinct overcame his control, and with a desperate
groan, he closed his arms around the slim back, pulling the Pink Ranger
onto his chest.
"Oh!" Kat yelped slightly as she felt herself crushed against the hot,
hard body beneath her. Automatically, her hands came up to push him away,
but Jason held her too tightly. She stiffened slightly in what was not
quite fear. His breath was coming in quick gasps, and she could see the
glitter in his eyes as he strove for the last remnants of restraint. The
strong thighs twined with hers, and she could barely make out the words,
his voice was so raspy, as he rolled her beneath him.
"Kat ... Kat, please ... don’t fight me ... I ... I can’t ..."
The young woman heard the despair in the deep tones and realized that
it was too late to resist; the only way now was to ride out this latest
cycle and hope for the best. Gulping down her fear, she could only mumble
her assent before the firm lips closed over hers, to plunder her mouth
with more force than she’d ever felt.
"O-okay ..."
Jason barely heard her; his body’s needs scre at at him to take her,
to bury himself within her as hard and as fast as he could, but he still
tried to fight. While his mouth crushed hers and his tongue forced its
way past the soft pink lips, his mind screamed at him not to do
this, to let Kat go, let her set her own pace, but his drug-enhanced instincts
wouldn’t let him listen. He moaned his own anguish into her mouth, answering
her frightened whimper.
Kat lay stiffly in the hard embrace, not daring to move for fear of
provoking an even stronger response. She could do nothing against Jason’s
great strength, and knew it; all that remained for her was to accept his
‘attentions’ and pray that he could control himself enough not to hurt
her. She struggled to unclench her jaws and let the insistent tongue past
her teeth; the urge to bite down hard was nearly overpowering, but she
exerted her own control over her response. Instead, she opened her mouth
slightly, trying to ease him and herself over this, when her tongnadvnadvertantly
tangled with his. Almost immediately, Jason captured her and instead of
just thrusting into her mouth, it changed into a savage kiss. Helpless,
Kat submitted to him, redingding instinctively. As she reached back with
her own tongue-tip, however, something strange happened.
As soon as she began to reciprocate, the demanding thrusts grew less
so; gradually, the hard lips softened on hers and the exchange became less
frenzied. It took a while, but bit by bit she could feel Jason regain control
of his runaway instincts; while he was still devouring her, the frantic
edge was gone. Finally, just as her head began to spin with the need to
breathe, he slowly withdrew,all the while licking at and tasting her. She
moaned with a mixture of relief and ... det? Dt? Did his hard kiss
really excite her?! She dragged her eyes open as he lifted his head at
last. Jason was breathing fast, but his arms didn’t crush her anymore;
while she still couldn’t move away, Kat no longer felt as if she was caught
in a vise. He didn’t release her; instead, he planted kiss after kiss on
her face, her neck and her shoulders, rubbing his muscular, sculpted body
against her soft curves, letting his hands wander down to cup her buttocks
and squeeze, but without hurting her. Her own breath became laboured. Unbelievably,
his caresses, as demanding and rough as they were, began actually to excite
her! As his mouth closver ver hers once more, she couldn’t help her own
moan, dragged from her depths unwillingly, as she kissed him back almost
as hard.
Jason swam in sensation; his body clamored for relieft itt it felt so
good to press himself against the cool. creamy skin which slowly heated
under his marauding hands, that he was loathe to let Kat go. He explored
every inch of her face and neck he could reach, leaving wet trails as his
lips wandered up and down, only to return to that sweet mouth which promised
so much pleasure if he could only feast on it a while longer. He revelled
in the taste and feel of Kat, not noticing that he no lr her held her quite
as close, but had moved away slightly so that his hands could roam the
tempting curves more freely. He gathered her close with one arm, while
the other hand wandered upwards from the firm cheek, over the hipbone to
the silky flesh of her belly, still further northwards until he reached
the soft swell of her breast. As his fingers traced the smooth mound, teasing
the rosy nipple into hardness, her throaty moan penetrated his consciousness
and he was able at last to release her lips and look up.
Blue eyes met dark brown ones. Both glittered with arousal, but there
was puzzlement, too. Kat was trembling, and instinctively, Jason gathered
her close once more, to share his heat with the woman in his arms. He had
to swallow several times and clear his throat until he could get his voice
to cooperate. His fingers were still playing with the hardening little
nub, sending small shivers up and down her spine. She arched slightly into
his touch.
"Kat? Wha-what’s happening?"
"I don’t know ... oh!" Unconsciously, Jason had pinched her slightly,
causing her nipple to throb. He looked down, surprised. He hadn’t even
been aware of what he was doing; he only knew it felt absolutely incredible
to be holding her like this, to feel her smooth skin pressed all along
his body. He left off the pressure and instead circled his fingertips whisper-soft
around the dusky areola. Kat felt her breast begin to swell and ache pleasurably
and shifted in his arms.
Jason pressed another hungry kiss against the moist lips, unable to
resist. Then, he tried to think, although everything in him begged to just
get on with it, to make her as hot as he was and bury himself in her tight
pussy, thrusting until he filled her with his seed. It tall all of his
willpower to hold back, to talk to her.
"K-kat ... I ... I think, when you just ... kissed me back ... the pressure
got less, somehow ..."
The Pink Ranger’s thoughts were in a whirl; she was very much aware
of his roaming hands, touching her most sensitive spots and making it extremely
difficult to concentrate. Katherine moaned as Jaslidslid his fingers between
their closely-pressed bodies, seeking out the moist heat between her legs.
She’d assumed that responding to him would make him even more aggressive
-- at least, it always seemed to excite Tommy more, but what if the potion
in Jason’s bloodstream had a different effect? She gasped out her thoughts,
in between the hot kisses he was still dusting over her face and neck.
It was enough to give him a moment’s pause.
"A-are you saying that ... that if we started to, y’know...make love
instead of you just holding still, it’ll actually be easier?"
She arched under his questing fingers which explored her sex, brushing
against her clitoris. Another moan escaped her, and Jason tightened his
hold, but it wasn’t the almost desperate grip he’d used earlier. Breathless
with her growing arousal, inhibitions melting faster than snow in the desert,
she tried to spread her legs a little, to give his hand more room. Her
voice came out low and sultry, as she couldn’t quite suppress a smile when
he seemed to get the blatant hint and concentrated his attention on the
throbbing little kernel of flesh.
"Isn’t it worth a try?"
Jason claimed her mouth once more, nearly delirious with excitement
and a new kind of urgency. Shifting so that he could hold her while his
lips and hand began to converge on her heaving bosom, he growled his assent.
"Oh ... yeah ..."
Kat whimpered as his lips fastened on her hard nipple, sucking and biting
gently until she thought she couldn’t stand it anymore. His hand massaged
the other globe, and her head fell back. Tommy had shown her how sensitive
her breasts were, but what Jason was doing to her far exceeded anything
she’d known so far. Her senses began to reel as a finger slowly but insistently
entered her tighanneannel, preparing her for what was to come. She clung
to the broad shoulders as he drove her higher and higher into a sexual
frenzy, gasping for oxygen. She could do nothing but follow his lead as
Jason finally moved between her legs and centered himself. Both were trembling
with desire, and moaned in unison as he slowly but surely entered her until
he was buried as deeply as possible. He lifted his head and sought out
the blue eyes which were half-veiled with excitement and need, then bent
toward the swollen pink lips. The thrust of his tongue echoed the first
snap of his hips, and the two teens were lost. Nothing mattered but the
insistent rhythm driving their bodies deeper and deeper into a sensual
game of domination and submission -- only neither could tell which was
which. Their skin became slick with perspiration, and they could see the
fiery abyss open before them behind their closed eyelids. It became a race
who would plunge in first.
Jason won, but Kat was only seconds behind; his shout of release was
followed almost immediately by a not-quite silent scream as their orgasms
peaked and subsided. He continued to thrust into her spasming canal, until
he was completely spent; then, for the first time that night, all the tension
left his body, and he collapsed on top of her. She held him until she could
feel the tremors subside in both of them, waiting for her heartbeat to
calm down and her skin to stop tingling.
It took long minutes until he was able to shift his weight so he was
no longer crushing her, extremely reluctant to move away from her
soft hands which stroked his back soothingly. Jason raised his head and
looked at Kat, dark eyes bright with relief and wonder. He was still breathing
fast, but he managed to form a few words.
"Kat ... oh Kat ... I ..." he couldn’t go on, but the kiss he gave her
explained his feelings better than words could have done. There was need
still, but no desperation; instead, he tried to convey his relief and gratitude
in the way his tongue sought out hers, stroking it gently until she responded
with small thrusts of her own.
They had to separate eventually for lack of air, and Kat smiled at him
in hope and triumph.
"Did it work?"
His answering smile equalled hers.
"I dunno, but something did. Oh God, Kat ..." Jason buried his head
in her neck, hugging her hard. She could barely understand the words he
mumbled into her skin, but the repeated "thankyou, thankyou, thankyou"
was unmistakeable. She let out a relieved breath. They’d finally found
the right way; now, it was only a matter of time and being there for each
other. Kat couldn’t help a tiny smirk as Jason shifted slightly; he was
still buried deep within her, and the movement sent a renewed tingle of
arousal through her. *Looks like this is going to be a lot more pleasant
than I thought!*
She ran her hands gently over the muscular back, her memory of the previous
afternoon, when she and Tanya had admired Jason, taking on a whole new
dimension. *Who would’ve thought ....* She felt him tremble slightly.
Grinning to herself, she wandered down to the tight butt and felt it flex
under her teasing touch. She remembered that Tommy was quite sensitive
there, too; debating with herself if she dared apply the caresses she usually
gave her boyfriend, she smoothed upwards again. Jason was still shaking
in her arms; it dawned only gradually on Kat that the tremors racking the
broad back were not pleasurable shudders, but ... what?
*Oh my God ...! He ... he’s crying?*
Concerned, she tried to lift the dheadhead from her shoulder.
"Jason? Jason, please ..."
She succeeded at last to look into his face. The firm lips were quivering,
and his cheeks were indeed wet with tears. Jason managed a shaky smile,
though, and kissed her gently.
"God, Kat ... do you have any idea what you’ve done?"
"I think so, why?" She couldn’t help her laughter bubbling over. It
earned her another kiss, this one a bit more demanding.
"You know ... this is thest tst time all night that I actually feel
some kind of relief? I mean, I know it’s not over yet, but still ...!"
"I told you it was worth a try, didn’t I?"
He had to smile at that. It was still only a shadow of his normal expression,
but a large part of the earlier shadows were gone. He wiped his cheeks
dry on the pillow.
"So you did."
Jason moved within her, relishing the tiny gasp he produced in her.
It sent a new surge of arousal into him, and his cock, which had never
quite softened, firmed again. The blue eyes widened in amazement as Kat
realized what was happening. He had to chuckle -- another thing that had
been absent for too long. He leaned over slightly, shifting most of his
weight onto one elbow. With his now-freed hand, he skimmed down from her
hair, over the smooth shoulder to the creamy swell of her breast. He hefted
the sweet mound, and bent his lips to the already-hardening bud. Teasing
it into a turgid peak with slow licks, he softly blew across the wet surface,
delighting in her soft hiss of pleasure. He looked at her, his dark eyes
alight with a hint of laughter and a hot flame Kat was learning to recognize.
It caused a responding heat to coil deep within her and she clenched her
inner muscles around the throbbing shaft, making the tiny flame burn brighter.
Jason took her in his arms again. His lips brushed feather-soft against
hers as hked ked for what she was becoming increasingly eager to give.
"Think we can do it again?"
Her voice was a sexy moan which almost sent him over the edge.
"I sure hope so!"
His mouth claimed hers in a searing kiss as they gave themselves up
to ancient instincts, moving together towards oblivion.
This time, the cycle passed in passionate exploration; Kat couldn’t
always keep up with Jason, but it didn’t matter. Ultimately, she was the
vessel for his need, and if he climaxed more often than she did, so what?
She certainly had no reason to complain! Slowly, she noticed a lessening
of the driving thrusts; while for a time, Jason had concentrated more on
his own needs, he was once again paying very satisfying attention
to her. Her orgasm built up gradually, helped along by his skilled hands
and maddening mouth, and she was content to let him carry her along. When
the sensations finally crested and crashed, he was close behind, swallowing
her ecstatic cries in his mouth. Then, it was over. They lay for long moments,
arms and legs entwined, when Kat actually felt his penis soften and slip
from her. Spent and satiated, they untangled themselves, and Jason gathered
her into his arms once more.
Kat turned her head on the pillow, smiling tiredly into his eyes. His
expression mirrored her own, and it was the most natural thing in the world
to kiss gently, even lovingly, expressing emotion rather than desire, t cur curl up against each other. Words weren’t necessary right now, and Kat
let her thoughts wander aimlessly. After a while, she looked at her lover
again; the dark eyes, no longer rimmed by dark circles underneath, were
closed, and his breath was regular and deep. Jason had fallen asleep while
he still held her. The Pink Ranger smiled indulgently; while she hated
it when Tommy got tired after making love, she couldn’t begrudge Jason
the relaxation. Snuggling against the broad chest, she savoured the last
tingles in her body; in a minute, she would get up, take a shower and leave
him to his rest.
Slowly, blue eyes drifted closed and the only sound in the dimly-lit
bedroom were the soft breaths of two good friends sleeping in each other’s
arms.
 
 
 
 
To be continued...