bakerstreet | The Sticky Note Meme

[Stuck on the outside of the door to the shop. Yelling can be heard inside]

Merrick was standing in the kitchen, arms crossed, in full Animarian Warrior mode, watching the pranksters scrape up the mess they'd made in the oven. It was the least they could do after the mess they'd caused, after all.

RJ was standing beside him, still clad in his chef's coat and hat, as he watched Casey, Theo and Dominic scrap out the burnt bananas after a prank gone horribly wrong. "You realize," He said with dark amusement, "Not only do you have to get the oven ready for dinner, but you have to replenish the entire cut up banana supply you used for this prank."

This was met be a trio of groans.

"Do you think," Merrick said, his voice low and a bit dark, "that they could be trusted to complete this without being watched? I'll say I doubt it."

"Oh, I highly doubt it." RJ said, though the next he said a bit gleefully. "I'm sure the girls would love to supervise though." While it would be highly unprofessional for RJ to mock his former students, Lily and Fran would have no such qualms.

He paused, then nodded. "Agreed," Merrick said. "There's no reason for us to stand over them."

"I think we've earned an afternoon break." RJ took off his apron and shoved his hat into his pocket. "Lily, Fran! Could you come watch these tricksters?" He called as he started unbuttoning his chef's coat to reveal the t-shirt underneath.

Then girls came in from the front of the house and grinned. "I think we can handle them, RJ." Fran said with a certain gleam in her eye.

Merrick sneaked an arm around RJ's waist once he could, gently possessive. "Thank you," he said to the girls. "Make sure they clean it thoroughly."

RJ automatically leaned into the arm, not even considering the implication. "Oh they will. The girls will be harder then I would be." Then he led Merrick up the stairs to his loft, slipping off his shoes the moment they were up there.

He chuckled as they climbed the stairs together, leaning over once they were out of sight to brush a kiss to RJ's cheek. His own shoes were discarded as soon as the door closed behind him and he slid both arms around his mate's waist. "So," he said, "what should we do with our afternoon?"

Before Merrick's arms slid around him, RJ dumped his chef's coat on the floor, leaving him just a t-shirt and the zebra striped pants all employees wore. Then his arms snaked around Merrick's neck and he pecked him playfully on the nose. "Oh...I could think of a few things."

With a light smirk, Merrick slid his hands up RJ's back. He kneaded, smiling, and leaned his forehead against RJ's. "Mm, we do have quite a few options..." he murmured, lightly teasing.

Leaning back into the talented hands of his mate, RJ groaned softly before moving his hips pointedly. "We do. What do you feel your up for?" That was the question. They'd been going slow thanks to Merrick's inexperience but he really didn't mind. It was like learning it all over again, with someone he loved.

He gave a soft moan, hands tightening on RJ's back before he swayed in for a kiss. "I think that's quite a hint," he whispered. "And I can take a hint."

All he had to do was reach down, slide his arms beneath RJ's thighs, and lift so he could carry his mate toward the bedroom they'd came to share.

Rather then feel emasculated at being carried like a damsel, RJ just laughed and buried his face in Merrick's neck. He started kissing and nipping at the skin he found there, seing how distracted he could get his mate before they got to the bedroom.

It didn't take much to have Merrick moaning, arms tightening around RJ as he carried him. Not an easy task with how those kisses made him want to close his eyes and tilt his head and give RJ all that much more skin to do with as he wished. With a breath he had to stop, steadying himself before he could walk again. "Mmh, RJ..."

"I'm not going to stop." RJ murmured into Merrick's ear as he nibbled on the ear lobe and placed a kiss under it, being as distracting as possible "You should move faster and be careful of the stairs."

"...Spirits," he moaned and doubled his speed to the stairs, taking them two at a time. He couldn't help the want. RJ was making his blood run hot. "You are... Mh, you're driving me mad..."

"That is the idea." He said huskily even as he held on tighter down the stairs. "Don't forget to shut the door." Wouldn't want anyone walking in after all.

"I won't forget." That, he was sure of, and, indeed, as soon as he had RJ inside their bedroom, he pushed the door closed behind them with one foot. They did need their privacy just now.

"As fun as this is, don't get used to it." RJ said before he bit Merrick's ear lobe as a warning. "The carrying. Not the rest."

With a warm laugh, Merrick placed him onto the bed. "Mm, I wasn't planning to make it into a habit."

RJ laughed as he laid back,pulling Merrick with him. "Good. I'd never live it down if anyone saw you."

He slid up onto the bed over RJ and grinned at him, nose brushing nose. "Mmh, don't worry, tharrah. Everyone's respect for you will stay intact, I promise."

He wrapped his arms around Merrick's neck again, pulling him down into a proper kiss. "Good. Now that that's settled, what would you like, Merrick? I'm going to leave it up to you..." Despite them both being fairly bothered already, RJ was curious to see what he'd do.

RJ James | Power Rangers Jungle Fury

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