Kiss From A Rose

Title: “Kiss From A Rose”
Fandom: Power Rangers Operation Overdrive
Pairing: Dax & Rose
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Falling in love never felt so good for Dax & Rose….

For Rose, happiness was something she could easily find in a good book and love was something she had long since decided didn’t suit her. She was happy with her poems and myths and figured that true love belonged in storybooks and fairy tales. But…her newfound relationship with Dax was showing her all sorts of new things.

Dax encouraged Rose to look at life beyond her books and fossils and just to enjoy it. Even as an underappreciated stuntman, Dax loved his life. He wanted Rose to love it, too. “You see, Rose?” He told her one afternoon as they relaxed in a hammock and simply enjoyed one another’s company. “Simple pleasures are often the best kind.”

It was the rare day off (unless something happened) and while everyone else was away, Dax had convinced Rose to just lie in the hammock for a bit.

Something about the way he asked her told Rose that Dax was trying to forget the unpleasant incident from the previous week in which his newfound love for her had almost gotten him killed because he tried to shield her from a blast from Moltor. He told her, before he fainted, that she was more precious to him than any jewel.

It had been one snag in a series of many that seemed to prevent them from getting their happiness as a couple. Rose would have given up on it then, if Dax hadn’t shown the strength of his feelings by using his un-morphed body as a shield to protect her.

That was when she was clued into the fact that Dax Lo would do anything, and he did mean anything to protect her and to show her his affection. And it surprised Rose to learn that she was returning his feelings.

It felt nice, just like it did for them to lie together in the hammock, swinging gently back and forth.

“Rose?”

His voice was soft, uncertain.

She opened one eye lazily and peered at him. “What is it?”

“I…. uh, I…um…. IthinkI’mfallinginlovewithyou.” Dax was stammering again and the words came out in one breath.

Rose was confused for a moment, but when the Mensa genius figured it out, she turned as pink as her uniform. Dax is falling in love? With me?

Dax’s eyes lit up when he saw that she had figured it out. He slipped his hand in hers. “Do you feel the same? “Cause, I’ll understand if you, uh, don’t…because see, I haven’t had a lot of ex-“

Her kiss cut him off and almost immediately, his arms slipped around her in a tight grip, pressing their bodies close together. Her fingers ran along the skin of his face and through his hair and finally, for the first time, Rose Ortiz let go of everything and lived in the moment.

Dax broke the kiss and looked at her oddly for a moment. His eyes seemed to be asking for something and by the way he was looking at her…

“We should celebrate this moment.” She murmured.

“Yeah…we totally should.” He was nervous and it was kind of cute.

“Dax…” The way she was looking at him told him everything and he untangled himself from her, got out of the hammock and scooped her up, carrying her inside the house.

Deciding to be a gentleman, Dax carried Rose all the way up to her bedroom and slowly pushed the door open. Her room had lots of pink accents and books and stuff all over the place, but she’d cleared a path.

Gently, he set her down and she turned and looked at him before wrapping her arms around him and kissing him with all she had.

His response was eager and his embrace tight. She could feel his hands slide up the small of her back and shoulders, and then she could hear the sound of Velcro coming undone, followed by the sound of a zipper going down.

Their eyes locked. His eyes asked a silent question and she nodded, letting her hair loose from its pigtail. She gave her head a firm shake before he devoured her lips again, peeling the top of her uniform away.

A few deft finger movements and she had freed him of his own top and they were skin on…well, skin and pink undergarments.

He was ready for her. She could feel it.

“Lock the door.” She murmured and as he turned to do such a thing, she divested herself of the rest of her clothing, except for her pink underwear and bra and scrambled to clear a space on her bed.

When Dax turned back to her, his jaw dropped. She was sprawled out against her bed, framed in pink that perfectly offset her color. She was more beautiful than anything he’d seen in a while.

“Wow.” He murmured. The bulge in his black and blue pants was more obvious than ever. “You’re beautiful.” She was mildly surprised that he could say it without stuttering.

She opened her arms to him and he smiled his usual goofy grin before asking “Are you sure it’s me you want?”

“I wouldn’t want anyone else.” She replied, warmly.

It was good enough for Dax and he took off his pants and lay down beside Rose, just wanting to drink her in. For a while, they exchanged caresses and cuddles and Dax placed soft kisses along her shoulders, sliding the pink strap downward, his other hand busying itself by unhooking her bra. A few wriggles later, his hands roamed the smoothness of her bare back, tossing the garment aside.

Another moment of wriggling and Dax had divested her of her panties, tossing them on a stack of books near her bed.

A pause for a moment to look at each other. “You can still say no…” He murmured in her ear.

Her hand drifting across his erection (which was still trapped in his boxers) and then suddenly gripping it, gave him all the answer he needed.

She giggled at the gasping noise he made. “Nervous?”

“Just a little.”

“Don’t worry…” She murmured, pressing her lips against his. “…I’ll take care of it.” Rose slid down his body, taking his navy boxers with him. Dax was curious and then he gasped when her mouth carefully slid over him.

“Oh…. Rose…”

“Shhhh…” she murmured as she began to work her mouth around him. Her tongue was skilled, her actions sure and before long, Dax was writhing wildly on the bed, gasping for breath and bucking up into her mouth, as far as she could take him.

Rose was careful not to take him in completely; she didn’t want to choke and she just wanted to tease him a little more. She let her tongue swirl around him and she licked him playfully, almost as though she was trying to see what he liked.

His fingers slid into her midnight black hair and tugged a few times. She could tell by his eager writhing that he was very close to the edge. She couldn’t help a chuckle.

“Rose…please…”

“Patience is a virtue.” She murmured, lifting her mouth and head up to wink at him.

His eyes softened when he looked down on her. “Don’t make me wait any longer…please.”

“It’s always about you, isn’t it?”

“Well, actually, I wanted to take care of you….” Rose was moving so that their eyes met again. “This won’t be much fun if my needs are taken care of first.”

Rose was surprised, but when Dax’s hand slipped between her thighs, she moaned softly and he rained kisses upon her neck. “I want to give you the world.” He murmured. “Nothing is too good for you, Rose. Nothing.”

Rose heart beat faster as he kept his warm, arousing murmuring going and his fingers slipped in her damp womanhood, experimentally stroking and teasing, judging her pleasure by her reaction. Suddenly, he deduced that he’d hit the right spot when her eyes closed and she let out a soft cry.

“Dax!”

Bingo! He thought to himself as he pressed his lips to her, swallowing her cries as he began to move his fingers. Rose broke the passionate kiss as she gasped for air and whimpered, panting and struggling to keep pace with him.

“Shhhh…it’s all right.” He murmured, as her cries got louder. “I’m right here.”

She was so wet for him now that he could hardly stand it.

“Dax, please…. stop teasing me!” She murmured, breathlessly.

“All right…” He murmured. “But I warn you…it will hurt.”

She nodded, eagerly waiting for them to become one.

“Oh…wait a moment…” She leaned over and pulled open her drawer and tore something off before producing a condom. “I don’t think Mr. Hartford would like it if I told him we conceived a love child together.”

Dax turned pink and he took the item out of the wrapper and slid it on deftly. “Always thinking, hmmm?”

“You know it.” She murmured as she repositioned herself beneath him and he spread her legs apart so he could fit between them.

He was careful not to put all of his weight on top of her body as he sank into her, eliciting a small cry as he broke her. Her fingernails dug into the skin of his back.

“You want me to stop?” He asked, genuinely concerned for her.

“No, please…go on.” She murmured. “It’s good….”

Dax smiled and began slowly, as though he was testing himself to see how far he could go. As he moved, his lips moved down her neck and shoulders and she made a soft cooing noise. She was amazed at his gentleness and tenderness and how dedicated he was to putting her pleasure first.

Through her encouraging, he was able to pick up the pace, focusing more on her needs than his own. Rolling them over, he encouraged her to ride him, keeping her steady with his hands and guiding her.

Rose was in euphoria. She’d fantasized about doing this with Mack for such a long time, but with Dax, it was better than anything she’d even dreamed of. He was encouraging, attentive and warm. One hand drifted into her hair, caressing it and stroking it and their eyes met.

“Dax…. I don’t think…” She moaned. She was so tight around him. It was like a warm, silky vice.

He encouraged her. “It’s okay, Rose.” He paused, gasped and his eyes squeezed shut for a moment. “You can let go.”

Rose smiled and pulled on his arms enough to get him to sit up and then she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him, her climax slamming into her with the force of a tidal wave, causing her to break the kiss.

“DAX! YES!” She wailed, her fingernails digging into his skin, gasping for air.

Dax smiled internally. She looked incredibly satisfied.

“Now…” She murmured. “Let’s take care of you.” Surprisingly, she was still wet and he felt ready to explode inside her. He’d been holding back for so long that he felt like he was swelling within her body.

He smiled and pressed her back down onto the soft pink of her bed, and their fingers entwined, and then, everything became a blur. They were a mess of sweat, and skin on skin. The only sounds were moans, pants, groans and murmurs of “Harder, faster” and screams of “YES!” He could smell her now, taste her… it was as though their bodies had melted together and he had forgotten where Rose ended and he began.

Suddenly, his world collapses into her kiss and her touch and he explodes into her body, holding her tight. She screams again and then collapses on him, spent and sated. She’s exhausted and so is he, but he holds her to him, paying that he won’t wake up from some crazy dream.

“I love you, Rose.” He murmured, softly, stroking her hair as she lay on him, her eyes closing in sleep.

Exhausted from the day’s activities, Dax pulled Rose’s blankets over them and fell asleep, contented and happy…more so than ever before.