Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Bright Ideas ❯ Bright Ideas ( Chapter 1 )

Kali Notes: Ranma hath challenged Kali, and Kali hath risen to the challenge! I think… Kinda. *sweatdrops* Read and let me know? The challenge: write something involving changing a light bulb. It's just really, really, really late…

 

Warnings: Yaoi, fluff & stuff, language, lemon. No like-y, no read-y.

 

Disclaimer: No own-ith. No sue-ith.

 

Pairing: TyKa!

 

Summary: Who'd have thought it? Amazing how the most simple of tasks could be so very sexy…

 

~~~~~~~~

 

Dedication:

 

To Ranma and Glay - HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY!!!!

 

~~~~~~~~

 

Bright Ideas

 

~~~~~~~~

 

Today was not Tyson's day. Oh, nothing bad happened or anything like that. It was just that his day was full of situations that would not go his way no matter what he tried to do.

It started with waking up as he normally did - tangled up in his sheets, half on the bed and half off it, an amused (and exasperated) Kai nudging him in the head with a toe to wake him up (since his upper half was the part of him off the bed and within easy foot-reach for the dual-haired blader). Kai had been up for a while already, as usual, before he would go and wake up his younger lover and blading rival.

And as usual, Tyson had yawned widely, stretched, grinned up at the older man and attempted to pull him down and initiate a more pleasurable `good morning' than a nudge with a foot.

However, today Tyson didn't get very far. Just as he managed to pin Kai down long enough to wrestle off their clothes (what they had on, anyway - which wasn't much), the doorbell rang and the mood was effectively squelched. Kai had calmly shoved Tyson off himself, pulled his clothes back on, and gone to answer the door.

It was Gramps, Hilary, and Kenny at the door, all of whom had miraculously (and in Tyson's mind that equaled suspiciously) shown up at the same time and had the same idea - go visit Tyson and Kai and see how life was going for them now that they lived together and on their own in the dojo. Gramps had moved out to get a “bachelor's pad” and leave running the dojo to Tyson (and Kai, by default) some months earlier.

Any chance of seducing Kai was lost for a few hours as their friends and Gramps decided to stay for lunch, then hung around for a while longer before leaving - one by one.

Gramps left first, around one in the afternoon, citing a meeting of the Old Timer's club at the community centre that he had to go attend (which meant he was going to play poker all day with his weird, senior friends).

About two o'clock, Kenny said his farewells and went home to work on his latest analyzing program for tournaments - which was really code for “I'm going home to chat with my internet girlfriend for the rest of the day.”

Hilary didn't leave until nearly four that afternoon, and only then because her mother called her on her cell phone and asked her to pick up some things at the grocery store on her way home for dinner. Otherwise she'd have probably stayed until Tyson had blatantly just kicked her out, good host manners or not.

Once she'd gone, Tyson had immediately zeroed in on his lover and practically stalked him like a hunter would prey. Kai, much to Tyson's vast disappointment, pretended not to notice the bluenette's hormones and informed Tyson he was going outside to rake leaves and that if he intended to sleep in the bed that night he'd better come outside and lend a hand.

Grumbling, Tyson obeyed.

Unwanted visitors had been the first situation to mess with Tyson's libido. The next was to occur outside while they worked diligently at raking up autumn leaves from their backyard for composting.

Yes, it was autumn, but Bay City was suffering a strange heat-wave for the last week or so and today seemed to be the hottest yet.

Tyson raked leaves a bit sullenly. He'd long since stripped down to just his shorts and a tank-top, feeling much cooler without the t-shirt he normally wore. The heat didn't bother him all that much, as he was used to warmer temperatures and being outside in the sun for long periods of time.

Kai, on the other hand, was not as used to it and as Tyson glanced over to see how much Kai had left to rake, he nearly tripped over his tongue when he started drooling. The dual haired, crimson eyed man had taken off his shirt and his shoes, and the sheen of sweat covering his are body made his pale ivory skin gleam, the muscles rippling sinuously as he moved. That body looked very familiar to Tyson, reminding him of how it looked when he had Kai pinned to the bed and was running his hands and mouth wherever he could reach…

“Kinomiya!” Kai's somewhat exasperated voice cut into Tyson's rather hentai mental image. He blinked and shut his mouth.

“Huh?” He managed to respond.

“What's the matter with you?” Kai asked, walking over to stand in front of the bluenette. “You were just standing there staring at me like I was your next meal and you were starving. It was creepy.”

Tyson grinned, a predatory glint lighting up his eyes. Kai raised an eyebrow. “Oh, I was just enjoying the very sexy view, that's all.” He said, reaching out and flicking a stray lock of hair out of Kai's eyes. “My imagination ran away with me.” Tyson winked saucily and Kai rolled his eyes, moving away.

“Well, quit daydreaming and get back to raking. You've got more leaves here to do, you know.” Kai went around the corner to finish his own section on that side of the dojo, leaving Tyson to pout by himself and go back to his own leaves grumbling.

By the time he was done, Tyson was tired, sweaty, and hungry - on top of being horny, all of which combined to make him grumpy. Stomping back inside intending to shower then eat, Tyson walked past the kitchen when he noticed Kai was already there, being busy at the stove. He made a detour, sniffing the air hungrily.

“You were planning to share, right?” Tyson gave Kai his best puppy eyes and looked over Kai's shoulder to see what he was cooking. “Ooooh! Ramen! Goody!”

“I didn't feel like making anything more complicated. It's too hot for the effort.” Kai stirred the contents of the pot and wrinkled his nose. “Go shower, Kinomiya.”

“Going…” Tyson grinned and dropped a noisy kiss on Kai's bare shoulder (since he hadn't bothered putting a shirt on after his own shower), then waltzed off to get cleaned up.

They ate, cleaned up, ad went into the living room with the idea of watching a movie together. When Tyson flicked on the light switch, however, and nothing happened, it interrupted his plans yet again. He'd had this idea of snuggling up with Kai on the sofa and then making out with him for a while before proceeding to mind-blowing sex.

Yes, he had a one-track mind when he got set on something.

Kai, who was slightly taller than Tyson, slowly and carefully made his way to the centre of the room in the dark and reached up to remove the light cover and unscrew the bulb. “It's burnt out. Do we have spares?”

“Yeah, in the storage closet. I'll get it.” Tyson went down the hallway to get the spare bulb. On his way back, he heard the phone ringing.

Kai had answered it from the living room as he walked back in. “Oh, hey, Max. How's it going? No we're not busy. Want to talk to him?”

Tyson mentally kicked Kai in the shin and put on a broad smile, grabbing the phone from his lover when it was held out to him. “Max! Hey!” He had to try really hard not to tell the blonde to go away because he wanted to get laid, and handed the bulb to Kai after turning on a table lamp so they could see a little bit at least. He listened to his blonde friend absently while he watched Kai go back over to stand under the light fixture and look upward. “Huh? Oh, no he's changing a light bulb. Living room. Uh huh.” He watched Kai take the bulb out of the box. “You're going to be here next week? Awesome! We'll have to do…something…” he nearly forgot what he was saying as Kai reached upward to screw in the bulb.

“Uh…yeah.” He muttered at whatever Max asked, quickly losing his attention in favour of watching Kai. His upper body was stretched in such a way that every muscle moved in concert with each other, and the sight of Kai's bare abdomen, chiseled chest, and muscular arms doing such a simple thing was just the final straw in a long day of constant temptations that went unsatisfied.

“Okay, I'll see you then. I have to go Max. Talk to you later!” Tyson hurriedly hung up the phone and waited until Kai had put the light cover back up before he flexed his fingers in a grabby kind of way and pounced.

Kai barely had enough time to take a breath and make a startled noise before he found himself being kissed senseless. Shivering in reaction, his arms came up automatically to wind around Tyson's waist and neck, while he surrendered to the passionate kiss without hesitation. A deep moan unwittingly came from his throat as one of Tyson's keen hands slipped past the waistband of his sweatpants and curved over the soft flesh of his butt, squeezing.

Tyson answered with what sounded suspiciously like a growl and let his tongue mimic just what he'd been wanting to do to the older blader all day. Tangling with Kai's, Tyson's tongue flicked over Kai's lips and then proceeded to trail along the line of Kai's jaw until he reached Kai's ear, where he nibbled and sucked. Kai let out a gasp and nearly melted in Tyson's arms. That spot always turned him into a pliable, lust-filled puddle of mush, and Tyson knew it. “Tyson…ughn…”

“You've been driving me insane all day. I keep getting interrupted though, before I can do anything about it.” The bluenette murmured darkly, nuzzling the pulse point in Kai's neck with his nose and lips. The hand in Kai's pants wasn't idle, slowly stroking warm, smooth skin and teasingly running a fingertip up the crease separating the two mounds in a suggestive, possessive manner. “I want you, Kai.”

“Is…that…” Kai gasped out his words, his brain not functioning the way it would normally when he could form complete sentences. He couldn't hide the shudder that ran through him as Tyson's other hand slid over the plane of his muscular chest and tweaked a hardening nipple playfully. “…what you've…been moping about…all day?” He managed to ask in between shaky, hastily drawn breaths between kisses.

“I wasn't moping.” Tyson retorted, kissing his way back up Kai's shoulder and neck, pausing to hover over Kai's parted, slightly swollen and pink lips. “I was horny. There's a difference. And you have been teasing me all damn day.”

“Couldn't tell.” Kai smirked, earning a low snarl from the younger man before the pointer finger of the hand in his pants slipped between the lobes of his butt and found what they were looking for. “Ah! Uhn…” the crimson-eyed blader groaned out, clutching at Tyson's shoulder and hip for support. “Gods, kiss me, Tyson!”

Now it was the bluenette's turn to smirk, finger rubbing gently but firmly at the puckered flesh, before he crushed his mouth to Kai's once more in a fierce kiss. Tyson began to back up, dragging Kai along with him, toward the sofa. He wouldn't be able to make it to the bedroom, he was certain, so he'd make do with the nearest piece of comfortable furniture. He broke away from Kai's addicting mouth and body long enough to pull the crimson-eyed blader's sweatpants off a little roughly and toss them aside, then shimmy out of his own shorts quickly before he pushed Kai down to the soft cushions and followed to start kissing him determinedly again.

Kai, though somewhat used to these sudden surges of lust from the bluenette and though he always found them rather entertaining, shoved aside the feeling of being overwhelmed by Tyson's affections that came with the occasion and kissed back, beginning to feel just as urgent about the idea as the bluenette obviously had been all day. He exhaled a pleasure-filled sigh as Tyson abandoned his mouth and kissed down his neck and collar, sweeping his tongue wetly across a dusky pink nipple and nipping playfully. Kai made a growling sound low in the back of his throat and arched his back into the sensation. Tyson laughed quietly and flicked his eyes up to take in Kai's expression. Those eyes went dark and closed half-way at Kai's parted lips, slight flush, and closed eyes, head lolling to the side ever so slightly. Kai always looked so beautiful to Tyson in his pleasure, and the bluenette always seemed to be turned on just as much he was during the actual act as when he was torturing Kai with bliss and getting the sounds and expressions he loved to hear and see from his lover.

“Mmm…if I hadn't just eaten supper, I'd eat you up.” He smiled and licked his lips, grinning when Kai opened his crimson eyes and stared down at him, gaze burning into Tyson's.

“With your appetite…” Kai stopped and cleared his throat of the husky quality. “I wouldn't be surprised if you did anyway.”

The grin widened and Tyson's hand moved down to Kai's knee and he slowly, teasingly, began sliding his knowing palm up the inside of Kai's leg, fingers rubbing the softer, sensitive skin and gently pushing his leg to the side. Their gazes never wavered from each other as that hand stroked farther upward and fingers brushed Kai's rapidly hardening erection. As Kai sucked in a sharp breath, Tyson slinked his body a little farther down the couch and leaned down as his hand closed around Kai and his thumb rubbed the silken, glistening tip, earning a sharp exhalation and a sound suspiciously like a whimper.

“Maybe I will. Dessert.” Tyson broke their locked gazes and licked the tip once in one sweep, then took him into his mouth completely to begin one of his favourite past-times (tied with blading and anything else that had to do with Kai) - driving Kai insane with pleasure. True to his efforts, Kai struggled to keep from thrusting his hips upward and keened loudly, since it was move or vocalize his excitement. One or the other, as it usually was with the dual-haired blader. He had a rigid control over everything he did, and over his body, that Tyson always had oodles of fun trying to break. Sometimes it was successful only in small ways - like getting noises out of Kai instead of physical reactions. And other times…

“Ahhhgh! Gods!” Kai groaned as Tyson started humming on the down-stroke of his bobbing head. “Ty…son…shit…I…”

Satisfied with that for now, Tyson left off that torture for a bit of something else. He made it a point of trying to figure out all the ways that he could affect Kai when they had sex, for future reference and because it was just plain fun. He stopped the intense blowjob and let his hands get in on the entertainment, softly masturbating Kai with one hand and running a finger over the heavy ball-sacs just below his throbbing cock. Kai jumped slightly and his eyes flew open, wide in shock, then narrowing at the wicked, mischievous glint in them, looking down at the bluenette and his deep, stormy blue eyes…and the smirk he wore as his fingers gently stroked and squeezed lightly making Kai gasp.

“Feeling good, lover?” Tyson inquired knowingly, smirk increasing as Kai gave him a half-hearted glare. “Oooooh, what could I do to make it even better? Hmm…”

“You…” Kai reached a hand down to thrust his fingers through Tyson's hair and knead the back of his neck. “…need to stop talking and finish what you've started or I swear I'll flip you off this couch and do you myself.” He growled thickly. Tyson's eyes lost their glint and filled with something else, something more erotic and definitely more promising. Without saying anything else he took his hand away long enough to reach out to the drawer that was a part of their coffee table and dig out the small tube of lube that they kept there - just in case, as they'd learned already once before, for `emergency' situations.

The bluenette spread the lube over his fingers liberally and looked down at Kai expectantly.

“How do you want me?” Kai asked, swallowing at the blatant want in the younger man's eyes. It always thrilled him and awed him that anyone, especially such a wonderful and exuberant person as Tyson, could want him that much. And the love emblazoned in his blue eyes made his breath catch and humbled him as nothing else ever had. Only Tyson had ever had that effect on him. He would do whatever he had to in order to stay with Tyson. He gave Tyson everything of himself that he could to try and return that soul-searing love.

Tyson motioned for him to sit up and sat in the middle of the couch, then grabbed Kai's hand with his clean hand and pulled him over to perch on his lap, straddling his legs and waist. “Just like this, lover. Just like this…” he curled an arm firmly around Kai's waist, drawing him as close as he could, and slipped a lubed finger between the mounds of Kai's ass seeking his entrance. Kai braced himself with his hands on the back cushions of the sofa and hissed softly at the sensation, wanting more.

“Tyson…lover…”

“Mmm…soon, my love.” Tyson promised, tilting his head back so he could see Kai's face better. “Kiss me, Kai.” He demanded as his finger slid past the protective ring of muscle to enter Kai in preparation. Tyson himself was throbbing and he was beginning to lose patience. Kai moaned, beyond caring about holding out with his control anymore, and obeyed, his mouth pressing insistently to the bluenette's. Tyson's finger began to move and Kai felt the small smile into their kissing when his hips began to move with the digit slightly. He flicked his tongue across Tyson's bottom lip, nipping at the corner of his mouth - silently begging, now, for more.

Tyson raised his free hand to slip his fingers into Kai's hair and guide the kiss, opening his mouth and allowing him in. He probed Kai's mouth thoroughly, tongue finding and dueling Kai's as his second finger joined his first in probing Kai elsewhere. He could feel the hard length of Kai's erection against his stomach, they were so close, and felt the warm dampness of pre-cum on his own skin as it leaked profusely from the tip. Kai moaned again, his expression reflecting one that would have been pain if he wasn't making those little moans and purring noises that assured Tyson otherwise. Heat raced over both their forms as Tyson moved his fingers just so, finding Kai's prostate and stroking it mercilessly. Kai cried out and had to drop his forehead to Tyson's shoulder against the white bliss exploding behind his closed eyelids and washing away all rational thought that remained in his mind.

“Ughn! Oh god…I…I'm…Tyson! Please!”

That did it. The three-time world champ lost all patience and withdrew his fingers, earning a whine of protest from his crimson-eyed lover, and used the last of the lube on himself hastily. He tossed the tube to the side, not caring where it went, and quickly guided his aching cock to Kai's entrance. He got help from the older blader, who eagerly seated himself until he was fully impaled. Kai's moan was breathless and ragged with need as he was finally filled, Tyson so deep inside of him he couldn't remember what it was to be empty. Tyson dropped his hands to Kai's hips, gripping firmly and holding Kai still for a brief moment as he enjoyed the first few moments of their initial joining.

“Ahhh yes!” It felt so good, so right, to be linked to this amazing, special human being with the most fiery, passionate soul he'd ever met, and to be surrounded by such a familiar tight heat… “Fuck it.” He almost snarled, bucking upward before guiding Kai to start moving. Kai let out a strangled cry and instinct took over them both. He began to roll his hips as he moved up and down the thick, solid heat that filled him, adding that extra spike of ecstasy that drove him wild.

“Ty-son! Fuck…me…harder! Faster!” Kai ground out, grunting when Tyson's fingers dug into his hips and lifted him off, tossing him to the side and rolling him over onto his hands and knees before thrusting back in without preamble and doing his best to fulfill his lover's demanding cries. This was more than sex, this was mating - and was exactly what Kai needed, even if he hadn't realized it before. “AHHHH! Yes!”

Tyson moaned loudly, and kept pounding himself in and out of his lover, sweat dampening his hair and dripping down the side of his face with the exertion. But he didn't care. He was too far gone. I...god, I'm going to come… Wanting Kai to finish first, no matter how close or badly his body insisted on it for his own completion, Tyson reached around Kai and gripped his cock to jerk him into an orgasm.

Kai's eyes flew open and he nearly screamed with the over-stimulation. He came without warning, exploding in Tyson's hand and coating it with his essence. Gasping for air, his body shook, toes curling, and he moaned Tyson's name long and loud in ecstasy. Tyson shuddered and drove himself one final time into Kai before letting his release wash over him and came with a force he hadn't experienced in a while. Earth-shaking, pulse-pounding pleasure poured through him as he emptied himself into his lover. When he'd regained enough mental capacity, he gently withdrew and waited until Kai had flipped himself over onto his back before collapsing on top of the dual-haired blader with a grunt of air.

Lethargically, Kai draped an arm around Tyson's shoulders and urged him to slide up a little, tilting his head to welcome his lover's hot mouth in a lazy, satiated kiss of contentment as they enjoyed the afterglow. They were sticky and damp with sweat and other things, but they couldn't seem to find the energy to care much at the moment. The moment was too perfect and beautiful, and they were too blissed out on the endorphin rush to move from their position, sprawled over their sofa as they were.

“Mmmm…” Tyson hummed contentedly, stretching a bit and rubbing his cheek against Kai's with all the affection of a great feline. “That was awesome, lover. Did you enjoy yourself as much as I did?”

Kai snorted indelicately and nuzzled Tyson's ear in return, brushing his lips over it as he replied in a low husky voice, “Feel better now, Kinomiya, that we'll probably have to have the couch cleaned?”

The bluenette chuckled. “Yep. Although it's not my fault you're so sexy and irresistible. And after a short rest…” he lifted his head and winked saucily at the man beneath him. “I may just want to do it all again…”

“Hey, it was your bright idea to fuck me on the couch, lover.” Kai reminded him, voice gruff with left over passion and lazy amusement. We could have made it to the bedroom, you know.”

Tyson, stared down at him for a moment, considering the possibilities in the tone of Kai's voice. “Was that a challenge? Because I have plenty of bright ideas left over…”

Kai let out a laugh and hugged Tyson to him tightly, kissing him lightly on the lips. “My love, you're incorrigible. And I'm sure you'll make use of those ideas. Eventually.”

“Of course.” The bluenette grinned confidently, wriggling a little. “I'm not World Champion for nothing, you know. Besides, I enjoy making the man I love moan like a…”

Kai slapped a hand over his mouth and scowled. “I love you, too, but don't finish that sentence.”

It was going to be a long night.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

FIN ENDE OWARI

 

Kali Endnotes: Whew! @__@ Oh to be a fly on the wall for that encounter… *snickers* Sorry. I'm in a really good mood and I'm off to get some sleep before my flight in the morning. Hope you all enjoyed it (especially my favourite TyKa goddesses!) and I hope you'll have great patience to wait for the next installments of my WIPs! Happy Belated Birthday again, Ranma & Glay! *hugs* Expect mail from me soon… Please R/R!!!!

 

~ Yami FireKali ~