kinkfest | Mighty Morphin Power Rangers; Zedd/Rita (Reply)

Title: Mad Lovers' Tango
Author:

kristinmachina
Rating: PG
Warnings: None. It's pretty tame. I'll spare your childhoods just this once. ;)
Word count: 784
Summary: Even evil alien witches and monsters can have a romantic moment.
A/N: Apologies for the lateness. I was out of the country.
For the following prompt:
Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, Rita/Zedd: tango - "I envy the rose that you held in your teeth, love"

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Lord Zedd was bored. Bored and frustrated.

He knew he ought to be working on a new monster to unleash on the Power Rangers. The problem was that he was on an unlucky streak. The Vacuumator was blown away by the Megazord. The Malicious Mailbox was blasted into the next zip code by those troublesome teenagers. Even The Terror Toilet was easily flushed.

Lord Zedd was stumped for ideas that did not involve household appliances.

He sat slumped on his throne, tapping his metal-tipped fingers in a rolling, ringing rhythm. The percussion of his fingers was joined by footsteps down the hallway, and the sound of slow, measured clapping.

Zedd turned his head around his throne to find the source of the curious sound. A vision of red silk, black lace and fishnets strutted into the throne room.

It was Rita. She wheeled behind her a gramophone. She put the needle on the record, as it softly scratched out its exotic tune.

She struck a dramatic pose in the throne room, one hand in the air, holding a rose, and one leg pointed out from her body, peaking out from a slit in her dress. It was a shocking change from her brown frock, half-moon collar and horned breastplates. She was sleeveless, and was showing a generous amount of cleavage. She had even restyled her hair from two grey horns into a bouffant of silver curls.

"Let’s dance!" Rita smiled cheerfully.

The chronic headaches had finally driven her mad, Zedd thought to himself.

"Now?" His voice boomed. "How can you think of dancing at a time like this?"

Rita put her fists on her curvy hips, "You wanna sit on your skinless ass all day, or you wanna dance with your queen?"

Zedd had never looked at his wife like this before. It seems like such a silly distraction, but Zedd found his wife’s new look hard to resist. He quickly rose from his throne, marched towards Rita, and snatched the black rose from her hand. Rita was wise enough to de-thorn the rose, as Zedd ran the bloom across her lips. She clenched the stem in her teeth, and Zedd wrapped an arm around her waist.

Zedd took the lead, as he held Rita close to him. He could hear her heels clicking on the stone floor as they strode across the room, in time with the strings and drums of the music.

"What is this strange melody?" Zedd asked.

"The Mad Lover’s Tango," Rita answered, as Zedd quickly spun her around. Her shirt lifted just a little to allow Zedd a better view of her legs. Zedd never looked at his wife’s legs like this before. For being a relatively short woman, her legs appeared long and graceful in fishnets and high-heeled shoes.

They glided and spun across the floor, kicking up their legs and holding each other like they would fly off the moon, into orbit, if one let go. For a moment, Zedd forgot all about his troubles with that blue planet in the skies. He had a beautiful witch in his arms. His old, evil heart kept in time with the beating drums of the record. He ran his metallic fingers down her arms, as he wrapped it behind his neck.

"I envy the rose that you hold in your teeth, my love," Zedd whispered into Rita’s ear with a seductive growl.

"Oh, Zeddie!" Rita cackled.

Zedd dipped her low to the ground, as he bent over. Rita’s eyes were on his mask--those same eyes that could shoot cold knives into the poor devil that displeased her conveyed steamier emotions. Zedd lowered his head, their faces inched closer as they...

"LORD ZEDD! RITA!" Goldar burst into the room, knocking over the gramophone, and the music came to a screeching halt. "The Power Rangers are out of town! Now is our chance to attack Angel Grove!"

Zedd dropped Rita, as the witch landed with an painful grunt on the stone floor. The room flashed red, as Zedd wordlessly screamed at the gold-armored ape. Lightning flashed across the room, and Goldar was sent howling out of the throne room.

Zedd looked down at Rita, who was sitting the floor, sulking.

"I’m so sorry, my dear, for the interruption," he offered her a hand up off the floor. "Shall we...continue this dance elsewhere?"

The moment had ended for Rita. "No, not tonight," she grumbled, extremely irritated. "I have a headache!" The witch Queen stumped out of the throne room, with a lot less grace than when she entered.

Disappointed and irritated, Zedd slumped back into his throne. Someone needed to suffer. That "someones" would have to be six teenagers on Earth.