Asleep I Lie

Asleep I Lie

Note: I do not own Power Rangers RPM and Disney should be thankful for what they’ve done with it so far!
Disclaimer:I do not own Power Rangers and make no money from writing this story.
Timeline: Ranger Red (Minor Spoilers)
Genre: Romance/General
Rating: Adult. THIS IS VERY ADULT TOWARDS THE END. IF YOU ARE UNDERAGE, TURN BACK NOW.
Summary: He just wanted to help her sleep...

Scott Truman awoke from a dream of falling as his plane crashed in the wasteland beneath him. The fire licked at the bottom of his feet, he was falling into darkness and he couldn’t breathe. He was shaking when he woke up and he just had to get out of the darkness of his room and into the light to chase away the images. He had just gotten to the point he wasn’t dreaming of that day anymore, but revisiting the scene brought it all back. It brought back all that horror, seeing his Brother burning, feeling the bones in his shoulder snap and break as he hit the ground hard. He headed out of his room and down the stairs, the cold metal waking him, shaking the images from his mind. Right now, he just wanted a cold drink…or perhaps hot…something soothing…. That was until he saw Dr. K lying motionless on the floor of her lab.

“Dr. K!” he cried and rushed to her side, hitting his knees at the side of her form. Just as he placed his hands on her shoulders, she snapped her eyes open and she nearly bolted up.

“I’m not sleeping!” She said, though she clearly had been, a sigh of relief ran through him.

“Oh God, you scared me! Are you all right? Did you hit your head?” he asked, his hands moving from her shoulders up her neck to cup and rub her head. Making sure she wasn’t harmed.

“I’m fine,” her eyes darted around. “I think. What time is it?” she asked, Scott glanced at the nearest clock.

“Nearly 3 in the morning,” he said softly, still rubbing her head, the pads of his thumbs rubbing small circles on the sides of her head. She closed her eyes and sighed. He hadn’t seen her so calm before and continued to massage her head. She was so pale it was hard to tell if she was ill or not. Actually that didn’t bother him; he loved how her skin looked exactly like ivory. When he slowly stopped, she slowly cracked her eyes open and peered at him.

“That’s the nicest thing anyone has done for me in nearly 6 years,” she told him, there was a bit of sadness in her tone.

“Really? You don’t get out often though, do you? You’ve been here longer than me and I never saw you until you showed us. Why hide for so long?” he asked.

“Look at me Ranger Red-“

“Scott, you can call me Scott,” he said with a smile, he saw the corners of her mouth turn up for a minute.

“Scott. Look at me. I’m a petite young girl, if you saw me enter as I am, as an authority figure. Would you have taken me seriously? I’m half the age of the heads of Corinth and I know more than they ever will. I would be written off and cast aside, if it weren’t for the gift of anonymity…it was the best thing that ever happened to me.” She said with a sigh, her eyes locked on the spotless white floor in front of her. With a frown, Scott turned her face towards him.

“I would always trust and go on your word. I will always treat you with the respect you deserve.” It was a promise, something that had not graced her ears in some years.

“That’s kind of you but you don’t have to patronize me, Scott.”

“I’m not,” he said, and she immediately tensed as she heard to hurt in his tone.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t…I don’t…” to her surprise he smiled instead.

“I know you’re awkward with people, I mean, look at you and Ziggy.”

“How about we don’t.” She stated simply which mad Scott chuckle.

“You really don’t like him do you?” Scott asked with the tilt of his head.

“It’s not that, it’s the lack of everything that is putting all of you at risk. He asks too many questions that I don’t even have the time to even humor answering, he’s too young and not responsible enough for the position of Ranger Green,” Scott nodded.

“You do have a few points, but you forget, I’m team leader and I choose to keep him. I won’t let anything happen to the team,” he swore.

“But what about you?” That question surprised him.

“I know you have my back, Dr. K.”

“Kaitlyn…my name is Kaitlyn,” she said precautiously, as if it was the first time she said it in years.

“Nice to meet you Kaitlyn, do you have a last name?” He asked, there was a slight tease on the edge of his voice.

“Kay.” Scott laughed softly and Dr. K shook her head.

“May I call you Kaitlyn?” he asked, unsure if he should, she was still a very big authority figure in his life.

“In times like this when we’re alone. I prefer the others not to know.” She told him and he smiled, and then moved a strand of black hair from her face.

“Why were you on the floor?” he asked, getting back to what brought him there in the first place.

“I haven’t slept in a few days Scott, my body wants to sleep but I can’t let that happen. I have too much to do,” she said, struggling to get back to her feet and failing. Scott stood and reached out for her hands, which she took and nearly fell back down once she was standing. He swept her up into his arms gracefully, which alarmed her since she was nowhere as agile as he was.

“That’s it, you’re coming to bed!” he decided, then paused. “Do you have a bed?”

“Of course I do!”

“Can I take you there?”

“NO!”

“…do you know where it is?” there was a long pause on her end as her feet dangled from his arms.

“Yes I do, but I think it’s informal if you put me to bed,” she explained, and he saw a slight pink twinge in her very white cheeks.

“So want to come to my bed?” he asked and before she answered he was already heading up the stairs.

“I see you wanted to make sure that even if I had decided not to that I would end up with you anyways?” She asked and watched as he nodded.

He wordlessly carried her into his room and closed the door quietly behind him. The darkness surrounded them both but instead of images of horror filling his mind, his focus was on her breathing.

“Are you alright Kaitlyn?” he asked softly, as he set her down on his bed and sat at her side.

“I don’t handle change well…if at all…I won’t be able to sleep here…in fact I may have a panic attack instead,” she said suddenly but stopped her rapid decent into meltdown as his hands touched her face.

“Trust me?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll help you sleep.” He said and before she knew it, his lips were pressed to hers.

For the first time in her life, Kaitlyn not Dr. K was kissed. She found it pleasant and tender, just as Scott was being. She trembled; she wasn’t used to be vulnerable, especially in the presence of a male. She never wanted to be in that situation, never weak, never scared. She was now but she was sure that Scott wouldn’t hurt her.

“That was…my first…” Scott looked at her with utter disbelief.

“Your first kiss?”

“Scott, I’m only 18 and have worked for the government for the last 5 years, the year before was a whole year of surveillance. I didn’t and still do not have time to be a teenage girl,” she told him. To her surprise he stroked her cheek and softly pressed his lips to hers again for another kiss.

“I’m glad I have the honor,” he told her, and then she saw a devilish look cross his face.

“Scott?” she asked, unsure what he had in mind. She did not like to be the one not in control.

“Shhhh, lay back…” he said and she began lower her body down to the mattress, finding it soft and comfortable. She had no idea what he was planning to do until she found him straddling her small frame and was leaning over her. “Trust me?”

“Yes.” Was all she could think to say.

He kissed her again, wrapping his arms around her body and pressing her body against his. She wondered what he was up to when he moved his arms from around her and then she realized he was trying to get her out of her lab coat.

“What are you doing?” She asked, apprehension in her voice.

“You’re wearing too many clothes, I’m at least taking off your lab coat,” he told her, and he carefully tossed it into a nearby chair.

He placed his mouth to hers again before laying her down and looking down at her.

“What are you looking at?” she asked, wondering why he was looking at her like that, it unnerved her a bit.

“I’m trying to be romantic?” Scott suggested, she blinked at him. “Should I not?”

“I just…I don’t understand romance. The basic underlying desire in any relationship is sexual gratification and once that occurs the couple either continues to copulate or they break off in search for another person to start another relationship with for the same basic needs all humans have.”

“Well when you put it that way, it really takes the fun out of it.” Scott informed her, she just arched her eyebrows in surprise.

“Sorry.” He smirked and pounced her, his lips smothering her squeal of surprise.

“No harm done, your science can’t take the fun out of actually experiencing it,” To her surprise her laid beside her, actually right now she didn’t know what to expect. His hand cupped her face and he gently ran his thumb over her cheek. “I’m going to show you how fun it can be. I’m not going to rush into much, I just want to touch you, I promise to you right now when I’m done, you’ll sleep better than you have in years.”

“You’re extremely cocky,” she said flatly, a bit of fear laced her tone.

“You like it. Can I touch you?” he asked softly, she nodded and she felt his hand skim up her knee. From her knee it slid up, between her closed thighs. “Loosen up for me…come on Kaitlyn…that’s it,” he cooed as she moved her legs to let him cup her warm sex with his palm, feeling it through the soft, thin material of her underwear. “Are you ok?” She nodded, her dark eyes locking on his, her voice stalled in her throat. He continued to move his hand up, and he smiled as she moved her skirt up for him, allowing him to see. She let out a soft gasp as his fingers made contact with the soft, hot flesh of her pussy. He watched as her eyes fluttered closed and her face began to tint pink with heat. “How do you feel? Do you like this?” he whispered against her neck as began to gently explore every inch, gently parting the folds and barely pressing into her. “I want to hear you say it.”

“Yes,” her voice came out as a soft his, her hot breath on his throat. “Scott…” She let out a strangled gasp as he continued to press in slowly, and he grinned and gently kissed her neck as he felt her get wetter.

“I love the sounds you make,” he told her, as his middle finger slowly sank deeper into her, his own arousal hitting him hard. He withdrew his finger and began to seek her clit. Upon finding her, he began to rub it, her legs immediately jerked. He chuckled. “Like that?”

“Of course its clitoral sensation, it’s the easiest way for a woman-“

“I know but I don’t intend on making it easy, I’m going to wear you out so you can sleep.” He grinned at her as he moved away from her neck.

”Wha-” she began to ask and he cut her off.

“You’ll see,” He promised and to her surprise, he started to tug off her shoes then pulled down her underwear causing her to squeak. “You’re beautiful,” he told her and watched as her blush intensified. She propped herself up to watch his next move, unsure of what he was doing until he was placing her legs over his shoulder and he was settling down between her spread legs. He was not surprised to see that she was trimmed and well groomed, after all, she was a perfectionist. “Scoot up a bit, towards the headboard,” he saw her look up and then wriggle up, he flashed her a wide smile. “Now the fun can begin,” He said.

He crawled back up between her legs and began to place soft kisses on her inner thighs, a shiver shot up her spine as desire washed over her as never before. Yes, she had desires and lust but nothing ever prepared her for this. She continued to watch with her neck craned as he began to tease her clit with his damp middle finger, causing her to groan softly. He smiled and gently pressed a kiss her lips before getting both hands involved. She couldn’t help but roll her hips as he spread her lips and touched her with his tongue. He loved the moan that rewarded him, especially as he lapped his tongue up and down her slit before sliding it inside. Her soft cry filled the room and he saw her clutch at his sheets. He realized just how right this felt as he slid his tongue back inside her pussy and she cried out again. He gently withdrew his tongue and began to lick and kiss his way to her clit. Flicking his tongue over her, her legs jerked. Smiling, he clamped his hands on her legs and did it again.

“Scott…” her voice was shaking and breathy, which completely aroused him even more. She broke off any words she was going to say as he drew her clit into his mouth and began to suck. “Don’t stop!” he chuckled as she grabbed his hair and gently pulled. He obliged and continued to suck her clit, taking breaks to lap at it with his tongue. To give his mouth a break, he began to move his finger within her again, which earned a delighted gasp.

“I want to…please…make me…” he nearly moaned when he heard her beg, he never thought he would. He began to move faster, thrusting his fingers now in and out of her, the heel of his palm rubbing the roof of her clit over took her and he felt her as she clamped on his fingers. He kissed her hard, swallowing her cries of ecstasy as the good Doctor came. Now, to fulfill his promise to make her sleep, he didn’t stop.

“Scott…I can’t…please…” she moaned breaking her lips from his, he smiled wickedly at her.

“You can…trust me,” he told her and didn’t let up, his fingers continuing the now furious pace. He loved watching her hips meeting his thrusts, the way her chest was rapidly raising and falling, head thrashing as another orgasm approached. “Yes, Kaitlyn…come for me, now,” he ordered her softly and watched as she withed against his hands. “That’s my girl, one more time-“

“No, I-“

“Yes.”

“Scott-“

“Trust me.”

“I do but-“

“No. Trust me.” She couldn’t argue back because she felt another orgasm vastly approaching. She knew females could have multiple orgasms but having never experienced even one until now made her realize she wasn’t living. She needed this; she needed him and sighed as his mouth replaced his fingers as her orgasm neared. As soon as she felt his tongue dive back inside her, she lost all control and came one last time.

He smiled as he sat up and saw her body sag in exhaustion. Her panting breath was slowly calming and he found her underwear and put them back on.

“Feeling good Kaitlyn?” he asked as he began to cover her, sliding in beside her, spooning her to him. All he got back was mumbling and he chuckled. “Good night Kaitlyn,” he whispered knowing she was already asleep.

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A/N: That's my first smut fic for RPM and surprised it wasn't Slim (Summer/Dillon) huh? I do have one that the smut fizzled out and this felt fitting given "Ranger Red". Let me know what you think and if you want I'm up for a sequel!