Hello, Power Rangers fandom! There's a bunch of kink memes out there already, but none for Power Rangers. I have decided to start one.
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I jangle the cuffs against myself and snicker. Oh, he's in for a SURPRISE.
I poke the bathroom door gently and it swings open. A cloud of steam blocks my view, so I move closer to the shower, tiptoeing quietly. When I get close enough I'm rewarded by a misty view of Trip.
One hand bracing himself on the wall just under the shower nozzle, he has his head down, with the hot water cascading over his shoulders, down his back, then falling off his surprisingly muscular ass. His left leg is bent, holding him up, with his right leg stretched out behind. I stare unashamedly for a moment, taking in the sight of him, then slip around the shower door.
Snikt.
* * *
TRIP
I'm lost in the sensations of the water, relaxing every muscle in me, when my hand's grabbed and I feel something metallic placed around it. I open my eyes, startled, and my other hand receives the same treatment.
"K-Katie?" I say uncertainly, beginning to struggle. Too late, of course. My hands are behind me, cuffed? Cuffed through the rail on the door. I don't know exactly what's going on, but Katie's here... and she's naked. Oh. It can't be anything bad, then.
"We talked about this, yeah, Trip?" she says.
I'm not sure if I remember. "Oh! Yes. I, um, remember," I say, hoping the steam covers my blush. Now it seems like a silly thing to do. But Katie seems so happy about it. Maybe not yet, though? "I really should get working on that morpher upgrade, Katie, I've been in here too long, mmmmmph..."
She kisses me, cutting off my words, and her tongue's in my mouth before I know what's happening. I sigh against her, wishing I could touch her, but then she leans back.
"Uh-uh-uh, Trip!" she says, waggling her finger mischievously. "You're mine." Then she looks a little nervous. "Okay?"
I nod, still not quite sure, but then she starts playing with my nipples. "O-okay," I say nervously.
* * *
KATIE
It's all about trust. Showing him he can trust me to take care of him.
To tease him, bring him to the edge.
I grin, knowing how badly he wants to touch me right now. It's so good to have that power over him...
I'd never use it in real life, never take advantage of my greater strength, just like he never takes advantage of his greater intelligence. We respect each other too much for that. We meet in the middle, because I'm not dumb, and because he's not weak, and we care about each other. A lot.
But in sex, anything goes. He can have his turn next time, if he wants. Right now, he's mine. "I claim you, Trip," I say, my eyes dark, and I lean in to suck at the base of his neck. My hands are on his lower back, water still cascading over both of us. I massage him strongly, feeling the muscles relax under me, then I move my lips down to his nipple, sucking and biting until it's a flushed little peak.
I run my fingers down his sides, relishing the feel of the smooth skin over muscle, until my fingers are playing with the light covering of hair he has around his cock. It twitches. "Ohhhhh, Katie," he breathes into my hair, and I know he's lost. I have him now.
I keep playing with him, and lean back, letting the water run over my face and hair.
I jangle the cuffs against myself and snicker. Oh, he's in for a SURPRISE.
I poke the bathroom door gently and it swings open. A cloud of steam blocks my view, so I move closer to the shower, tiptoeing quietly. When I get close enough I'm rewarded by a misty view of Trip.
One hand bracing himself on the wall just under the shower nozzle, he has his head down, with the hot water cascading over his shoulders, down his back, then falling off his surprisingly muscular ass. His left leg is bent, holding him up, with his right leg stretched out behind. I stare unashamedly for a moment, taking in the sight of him, then slip around the shower door.
Snikt.
* * *
TRIP
I'm lost in the sensations of the water, relaxing every muscle in me, when my hand's grabbed and I feel something metallic placed around it. I open my eyes, startled, and my other hand receives the same treatment.
"K-Katie?" I say uncertainly, beginning to struggle. Too late, of course. My hands are behind me, cuffed? Cuffed through the rail on the door. I don't know exactly what's going on, but Katie's here... and she's naked. Oh. It can't be anything bad, then.
"We talked about this, yeah, Trip?" she says.
I'm not sure if I remember. "Oh! Yes. I, um, remember," I say, hoping the steam covers my blush. Now it seems like a silly thing to do. But Katie seems so happy about it. Maybe not yet, though? "I really should get working on that morpher upgrade, Katie, I've been in here too long, mmmmmph..."
She kisses me, cutting off my words, and her tongue's in my mouth before I know what's happening. I sigh against her, wishing I could touch her, but then she leans back.
"Uh-uh-uh, Trip!" she says, waggling her finger mischievously. "You're mine." Then she looks a little nervous. "Okay?"
I nod, still not quite sure, but then she starts playing with my nipples. "O-okay," I say nervously.
* * *
KATIE
It's all about trust. Showing him he can trust me to take care of him.
To tease him, bring him to the edge.
I grin, knowing how badly he wants to touch me right now. It's so good to have that power over him...
I'd never use it in real life, never take advantage of my greater strength, just like he never takes advantage of his greater intelligence. We respect each other too much for that. We meet in the middle, because I'm not dumb, and because he's not weak, and we care about each other. A lot.
But in sex, anything goes. He can have his turn next time, if he wants. Right now, he's mine. "I claim you, Trip," I say, my eyes dark, and I lean in to suck at the base of his neck. My hands are on his lower back, water still cascading over both of us. I massage him strongly, feeling the muscles relax under me, then I move my lips down to his nipple, sucking and biting until it's a flushed little peak.
I run my fingers down his sides, relishing the feel of the smooth skin over muscle, until my fingers are playing with the light covering of hair he has around his cock. It twitches. "Ohhhhh, Katie," he breathes into my hair, and I know he's lost. I have him now.
I keep playing with him, and lean back, letting the water run over my face and hair.
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