Heat of the Moment

Heat of the Moment

Note: I do not own Power Rangers Time Force, nor do I make a profit from writing it.
Rating: Adult
Beta: No beta. Flew by the seat of my pants.
Summary: Alex and Jen realize that though they are no longer together, they can’t deny their physical attraction.

Jennifer Scott hit the mat with a grunt. Alex would always best her, but it was fair, he was skilled well beyond his 25 years. He looked down at her, his dark eyes boring into hers. His hand extended, reaching for hers. A simple gesture that spoke volumes, that even though she left him, he’d always be there for her. He would help teach her, guide her, keep her strong, keep her fighting, and that comforted her.

“Again?” he asked, she shook her head and raised her hands.

“I think it’s enough for the day. Thanks for training with me,” she said, he smiled softly and nodded.

“Anytime,” he told her and his hand landed on her shoulder and slowly trailed down her back as he walked away towards the locker room. She shivered at the sudden loss of contact.

She loved Wes. That was clear enough to all but he could never be anything more than what he was. Given he was 1000 years in the past, he had to carry on with his life and so did she. But she realized her mind and body were fighting her heart. Her mind and body yearned for Alex whenever they were together. Right now they told her to follow him and fool around in the showers like they used to when they first began dating. The ache within her was throbbing, hard, hormones and adrenaline rushing she felt helpless as her body lead her to the locker room.

She stood in the doorway and admired him beneath the spray. His body was like everything about him, perfect...except... the lights were horrible but she could still see the scar. Long, deep, line from the top of his shoulder down to his hip. Her heart stopped in her chest when she realized it went not only on his front back upon his back. It reminded her that he had given his life. A sacrifice she never thanked him for. It seemed so long ago now but her body remembered the first time he took her in this room. Her body throbbed at the memory of the times they had long sessions in which he took her against the shower wall. Later that week in his office, the lounge, anywhere they could. The long afternoons of a day off, not leaving his bed, they would even share their meals there. She didn’t even realize she moved towards him until her fingertips reached out and ran them down his spine.

He turned to see her there, her clothes pooled at her feet. For one blissful moment he prayed if this was a dream, for him not to wake up. As she reached out and touched his face, her cool hand in the chilled air made him realize this was real. The one thing he wanted most back was standing before him with such hunger in her eyes.

“Jennifer?” he asked, he watched as her tongue peaked out and wet her lips.

“Alex, I…I miss you,” she said, she seemed apprehensive. Given the fact she professed her love for the man in the past and given him back his ring would do that, he told himself. There was no bitterness. He let her go and he would not pursue her or push her.

“I have missed you too, Jennifer.”

“I want you,” she whispered, there were tears in her eyes. “I want you so bad,” she still hadn’t taken a step closer.

“It’s your hormones Jen,” he told her and turned away. Her cry made him turn back quickly. Tears now streaked her face.

“Alex, I never truly stopped loving you! Being back in the past with Wes, away from you, then when you came back and everything changed. Now being home and with you, it feels like home,” she was now stepping closer. “I need you right now,”

“I know, do you not think I live each moment of my day with every part of my body reaching and yearning for you back?” he asked, now she had him backed against that freezing tile and she was raising on her tip toes.

“Then take me,” she whispered, she slammed her lips to his and grabbed his hand. She slipped his hand between her legs and broke her mouth from his. “Feel how badly I need you,” Alex moaned as his fingers dipped inside her to find her soaking wet and so tight he could barely slide his fingers in.

“Jennifer,” he whispered and slammed his lips back to hers, his fingers working their way in and out of her, her hand grabbing his length, knowing exactly how he liked to be touched. They broke their kiss, panting for air, each one moaning at the caresses of the other. She moved away, letting his fingers slowly slide out of her. She watched as he lifted his fingers to his lips and tasted her on his skin. She loved it when he did that, he loved that he savored everything about her.

She pushed him against the wall, and fell to her knees before him. He watched as she slid him into her mouth, taking him deeply. He sighed as she alternated between sucking and swirling her tongue around his length and stroking it with a firm grasp. He grew close and placed his hand on the back of her head, pulling her away from his cock.

“Stand up,” his voice was a deep growl and she grew wetter at the sound.

He lifted her up and lined her up with his cock and they watched as he slowly lowered her down until she was completely seated within him. They both drew a breath and held onto each other for a moment, letting her body completely adjust to the penetration. Finally she began to move, rocking her hips as he lifted her up to thrust within her.

The room was filled with the sounds of their grunts, moans and pants, her skin slapping on his. She stared into his eyes and realized he was in pain, still evidently aroused but in pain. She immediately stopped and cupped his face.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, he shook his head and she sighed. “Alex, what’s wrong?”

“I’m still not fully healed,” he told her and her eyes grew wide, the strain of holding her up and they had been sparing for an hour before they even began to have sex. She scrambled out of his grasp, her body immediately screamed to take him back inside her.

“Alex, it’s been a full year!” she cried, guilt rushing through her. He sighed and went to the bench, sitting down, still painfully erect.

“Jennifer, I died. I was gone but I knew I couldn’t leave. I had to fight my way back. It’s why I’m still on desk duty and not in the field. I don’t have my full strength back,” Jen crawled into his lap, straddling him. She gently and passionately kissed him, her tongue dueling his.

“How’s your stamina?” she purred and he grinned a pure male grin. He placed his hands on his hips and guided his cock back into her.

“You’ll see,” he told her and began to thrust back inside her.

Jen happily went back to fucking him, she knew he preferred to dominate, they’ve discussed it before. But she also knew she was the only woman he’d ever let top him. His arms were wrapped tightly around her waist, as if he’d let her go, she’d leave him again. But she had no intentions of that, at least until she was satisfied. She placed her lips on the side of his neck, and as she found a pulse point she began to suck at the tender skin. He thrust hard into her then; she knew his few weak spots. He cursed and she smiled, he hardly cursed during sex but when he did, she knew it was good.

His thrusts became hard, faster, and she felt her orgasm approaching. She leaned back as his lips trailed down her neck, down her check and his teeth skimmed her nipple. She gasped, and as he gave the other nipple the same treatment she came, clenching tight around him. He held her tight against his chest, it was all his willpower not to come but he held on.

“Alex…” she groaned as he began to place kisses, on her shoulders.

“I think it is time we get back to the shower,” she smiled and they headed back for the hot spray.

The hot water coursed down their bodies and their lips met and she slid her slick body against his and he chuckled.

“What now?” she asked, he smirked down at her. He turned her around and placed his hands on her shoulder and began to bend her over. She smiled and braced her hands on the wall and she felt him place the tip of his cock at her entrance. “Alex,” she moaned, and rocked her hips back.

“Yes, Jennifer?” he asked, as he slowly continued to slide the tip of his cock up and down her soaking wet pussy.

“Alex, fuck me,” she looked back at him and that smile, she cried out as she entered her with one quick, hard thrust.

He continued a strong, hard pace, her nails clawing at the tiles. Their grunts and cries became louder with each thrust. With one hand still remaining on her hip, his hand skated down to rub her clit and she shrieked as she came.

“One more time Jen, clench around me again, just like you did,” he panted, he felt himself grow closer and as she clenching around him he growled. “God Jennifer, you are perfect,” he rasped out as he quickened his pace. He wanted his release and he felt her near her next. His fingers went back to work on her clit, frantically stroking the sensitive flesh and with a scream she came, clenching around him so hard that he couldn’t stop himself and came.

She began to go limp in his grasp and he effortlessly cradled her body to his, taking on her weight as they stood in the cooling water. Her face was buried in his shoulder. She was exhausted and on the verge of sleep already, a small smile creeped on her face as she remembered old times.

“I have no idea how I’m going to get home,” she told him sleepily and he smiled, this too had happened before.

“I’m in no state either, we can sleep in the on call room,” he told her, usually he’d take her home and they’d sleep wrapped together in his bed but he did remember they were no longer together. And he does not know how she will react in the morning.

“Ok,” she said and he watched her cross to their towels and dry off, then began to dress. He followed suit and within minutes they were slowly making their way to the on call rooms.

From the signs one more was left vacant, from the giggles Trip and Katie were in one and the loud snoring meant Lucas was in another one. They mutually decided that given what they just did, they could handle sleeping next to each other. They would deal with the consequences in the morning. As she walked in and crawled in the bed, she found herself falling asleep once her head hit the pillow. He locked the door, took off his shirt and hit the lights.