raisedbymoogles (raisedbymoogles) wrote in kinkfest, @ 2007-09-16 07:45:00 |
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Current music: | Super Trouper - Custard |
Entry tags: | a: raisedbymoogles, f: mighty morphin power rangers, september 16 |
Power Rangers, all
Title: Dimensions
Author: raisedbymoogles
Rating: R
Warnings: Indistinct sex of the "trapped together" variety.
Word count: 650
Summary: There may be a few bugs in the system.
Prompt: Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, team orgy: altered perceptions/cyber-drugging - "Aye-yi-yi, I don't know what happened, Zordon! I was doing some...research...on the internet, and somehow Teen Superheroes Gone Wild downloaded itself into the morphin grid!"
Notes: ...I'm going to hell for this, aren't I?
"Weren't we in Central Park a minute ago?"
Kimberly's question went unanswered - it was clear the team was in Central Park no longer, but a strange, misty elsewhere draped in darkness and silks. Billy reached out to one of the tapestries curiously before Trini caught his hand.
"Did we teleport?" Jason asked aloud.
"No," Billy answered, curling his fingers around Trini's, "we only morphed." They were still morphed, at least, so that was something. "There might be a glitch in the morphing grid - some sort of power fluctuation that brought us to another dimension, or a pocket like Zordon's? Without further investigation I couldn't even put forward a credible hypothesis." Despite his words, Billy didn't seem interested in pulling away from the more cautious Trini, though his visor remained unerringly pointed at the silks hanging over walls and furniture.
They were shimmering beguilingly, their colors shifting through the spectrum as the Rangers moved around them, red to violet and back again. Tommy swayed on his feet as the cloth flashed green at him, then shook his head sharply. "I got a bad feeling about this," he muttered.
"Nothing's jumped out at us yet," Zack pointed out, and flopped fearlessly out on a silk-drenched sofa. A moment later he moaned and slid down a few inches.
"Zack?" Jason was instantly in Concerned Leader Mode. "What's wrong?"
"Nothin', man, just..." Zack let out his breath slowly. "That feels really good." He unlatched his helmet and tossed it aside languidly. "Oh, man."
Jason and Tommy glanced at each other. "Okay, buddy," Tommy said, reaching for him, "time to get up."
"No, wait." Billy caught his arm, still hanging onto Trini with his other hand. "This is the first reaction to our environment we've had. If we can study it, we may learn the secret of getting out..." He put his hand out towards Zack.
"Billy..." Trini warned.
But nothing could stop Billy's sense of scientific inquiry, and the dark silks took on a hint of royal blue as Billy's hand came into contact with them.
"Interesting," the Blue Ranger mused. Then his helmet was off and he was straddling Zack's thigh, one hand still wrapped around Trini's. Zack made a delighted noise and slipped an arm around Billy's waist.
"Uh, guys? Not the time," Kimberly put in, then squeaked in disbelief. "Are you two kissing?"
"Mmh," Billy confirmed, then tilted his head back to let Zack get at his throat. "Something about this place... mmm... might be a new power. Needs further study." He tugged Trini closer, and this time the Yellow Ranger seemed to lose all of her caution and let herself settle on the couch next to Zack. Billy removed Trini's helmet and ran gloved fingers through her freed hair, and Trini tilted her head back with a sigh.
"Guys?" Kimberly prodded. "Guys?"
Under the pile of writhing, happy Rangers, Zack cursed softly. "Too good. Feels like the morphing rush, 'cept slower..."
"A slow buildup of our morphing power," Billy postulated. "Should be enough to break whatever spell sent us here... oh, Trini..."
"Did we know she could do that?" Jason asked faintly.
"I haven't made it a point to ask her." Tommy shrugged. "Well, since Billy's the only one with any shred of a plan..."
"Some plan," Kimberly muttered, but she was already approaching the three spellbound Rangers, undoing the latches of her helmet as she did so. Tommy glanced at Jason, who shrugged and held a hand out. Tommy took it and let Jason lead him into the fray.
***
"Alpha," Zordon said, his voice thundering disapproval. "As soon as we get them out of there, you have a lot of explaining to do."
"It's not my fault the boudoir sim crashed the morphing grid!" Alpha Five protested mid-flail, then slumped over a console and moaned. "And I didn't even get to test the good part. Ay-yi-yi..."