Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Majesty ❯ Chapter 24 ( Chapter 24 )

Authoress' Notes: You've been waiting for it, I've been working hard to get to it (24 freaking chapters!!) and write the danged thing, and here it FINALLY is: LEMON! Full-out, no stops or false starts…LEMON! @___@ This is the last of two, possibly three, chapters. And, as usual, there will be a little twist and a surprise or two along the way. I'll leave it to you, dear readers, to figure out what that twist will be. ~_^

 

Warnings: Yaoi, language, violence, lemons, dramatic angst, etc. This chapter: Lemon alert! Run innocent minds! Run!

 

Disclaimer: I don't own Beyblade. Only this fic and its OCs (if any).

 

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Chapter 24

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“Okay, you two…break it up.”

Drisana's voice broke through their rather passionate moment, and they separated enough to give her twin glares of displeasure at the interruption.

“Oh, don't do that. You'll have plenty of time for that sort of thing later. We have another ceremony to get through, remember?” She chided them with a slightly amused smile on her face. Tyson pouted cutely and Kai sighed.

“Sorry. We got distracted…” the prince apologized.

Her laugh was as musical as the temple bells ringing in the background to announce the end of the lifemating ceremony of the Empire's Royal heir and the Kinomiya of the Dragon Clans. “Of course you did, Kai. Let's just do the coronation and get it over with for you, shall we?”

Tyson and Kai nodded in agreement, taking their places before Drisana as she directed then waiting for her to begin. To their surprise, Drisana stepped aside and allowed her sister and Dragoon to step up instead, two identical crowns of gold and inlaid jewels held in their hands. The mass of nobles, Dragon-folk, and city citizens hushed in awe as the beautiful fire Goddess began to glow with a soft reddish light.

Dranzer held the crown in her hands above Kai's head as she spoke. “Today is a most momentous and historical day - one that happens only once in every generation. Today the Empire shall have a new Emperor crowned. Recent events had broken the unbroken chain of the Hiwatari dynasty, and though we lost our Emperor, the darkness has been driven from the Empire - no, the world - by these two courageous young men. They fought with power, with great bravery, and with love - not only fore ach other but for their people, their family and friends, and their lands.

“But this day is more than just a special one…it is a very rare day. For not only are we ordaining one Emperor, we are ordaining two Emperors. This is a great day indeed! And I know that we will give both our new Emperors our love and trust, and will give them both all the respect and obedience they are due.” The fiery goddess looked around at the masses, giving the mall a stern warning stare. Later, everyone would comment to each other at how they'd felt as though she had looked directly at each of them and looked directly into their souls - all in all, very unnerving.

After a moment, Dranzer smiled and gestured for Kai and Tyson to kneel before her. They did so and she held the crown in her hands over Kai's head.

“On this day, I - Dranzer, goddess of Fire - do hereby name and crown you, Kai Hiwatari, Emperor and Majesty over all of the Empire - the realm of the Phoenix.” She declared in a voice that everyone heard as clearly as if she'd been speaking in their ear. Dranzer set the crown carefully on Kai's head, then took the second from Dragoon and turned to Tyson, holding the crown over his head. “And I do hereby name and crown, you, Kinomiya Takao, Emperor and Majesty over all of the Empire also - just as you lead the Dragon-folk and protect your own lands, may you also reign alongside your lifemate.” She placed the crown on Tyson's head and stepped back, allowing the two new Emperors to stand up and face the wild cheering and applause that rose up from everyone in the crowd.

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Several hours later, the great feast began, and the biggest party in history started with a bang - literally. Fireworks were set off that evening over the Palace for all to see before the Palace staff brought out the food and beverages.

Well into the evening, after everyone had seemed to have had their fill, Tyson pulled Max and Rei aside.

“You guys have done a really wonderful job with this whole thing.” He told them. “I just wanted to thank you both so much for everything.”

“Aww…don't even think about it, pal.” Max gave his best friend a quick one-armed hug. “We just wanted to make this day the best we possibly could.”

“Yeah. You and Kai deserve some happiness.” Rei added, snagging Tabitha and swinging her up into his arms as she went toddling past, chased by Kenny. “Hey, Kitten. Are you giving Kenny a hard time?”

“No-o.” She purred, snuggling into him with a giggle.

“Uh huh. I'm sure I believe it.” Max laughed. “Don't worry, Kenny. We'll keep her for now. Enjoy the banquet.”

“It's no trouble, Max. She just needed to run around a little. She's been cooped up and forced to sit still for too long, today. That's all.” Kenny responded.

Tabitha giggled again, tugging on her papa's wrapped hair. She let out a huge yawn and let her head drop to Rei's shoulder sleepily.

“Hmm…it is about bedtime, isn't it?” Rei purred lightly, rubbing her back to make her even more sleepy. “I think I should take you to get you ready for sleep.” He gave his life mate a quick wink and Max grinned, nodding.

“You do that, my love. I think it's time Tyson got ready for bed, too.” He eyed the bluenette with a mischievous grin.

“Have you been drinking, Max?” Tyson eyed him warily.

“Nope. Hey, Kenny! Time for you and Tala and Bryan to round up Kai. I'll find Hilary and we'll take Tyson to get ready.” Max ignored the question handily.

Kenny nodded and slipped off. Rei blocked Tyson from leaving (since he'd been edging toward the door in hopes of escaping whatever his friends were obviously planning), and Max grabbed onto the bluenette's sleeve.

“I'll be there in a little bit, Max. Emily said she'd keep an eye on Tabi for us while we're busy.” Rei waved at them and left with his daughter.

Tugging Tyson unceremoniously along, Max went in search of Hilary and together they ushered Tyson away toward the newly renovated Emperor's apartments.

“Would you two mind explaining to me what the hell you're up to?” The Kinomiya demanded flopping down onto a chair that Max shoved him into.

“We're getting you ready for yours and Kai's first night.” Max replied distractedly, digging around through a bag full of who knew what. “Ah ha! There it is. Hilary, catch!” He threw a brush to her.

“See that?” The brunette pointed at something draped over the end of the huge bed. “Put that on, Takao, so I can do your hair.” She ordered while Max pulled back the covers on the bed and smoothed them out nicely.

Tyson picked it up and blushed hotly. “Uh…Hilary, you can see right through this thing.”

“Yes. Now hurry up and put it on, then sit in the middle of the bed and don't move.” She shoved him impatiently behind a dressing screen, ignoring his protests and grumbles.

A few minutes later, he called out, “Turn away, Hilary. I'm finished - and I feel really stupid.”

“Come out, Tyson. She slipped out to check on Kai and his helpers.” Max called back. Tyson sighed and stepped out from behind the screen, hurrying over to the bed and crawling across it to the middle.

“I feel ridiculous in this thing. It's less than a sheet!” He complained. Max snickered and arranged the transparent, gossamer red material around Tyson on the rich chocolate-brown sheets.

“There. Actually, I don't know why I bothered, since you'll probably move or Hilary won't like it and change it anyway.” Max shrugged, sliding off the bed and moving around the room setting up candles. Tyson just sighed.

“I don't know what you're all going through all of this trouble for anyway. I'm fairly sure Kai and I are going to be…too occupied to notice.”

“Yeah, probably. Humour us, though, Tyson.”

There was a soft knock at the door and Dragoon walked in, Daichi and Strata Dragoon right behind him.

“Are you almost ready? Dranzer's getting impatient.” The Dragon rolled his eyes.

“Nearly. Hilary wanted to do something with Tyson's hair.” Max replied, setting up more candles.

“Women.” Dragoon sat down in an armchair to wait.

“Um…Kinomiya-sama?” Daichi went over to the bed and stood next to it, fidgeting conscientiously. “May I talk to you about something? I know that now's not the best time, but…”

“Hey, now is as good a time as any. And what's with the `sama,' Daichi? Did you get into some kind of trouble or something?” Tyson eyed him suspiciously.

“No! Of course not!” Daichi scowled at him. “It's about…what I'm going to do when the Clans go home tomorrow…”

Tyson frowned at the sadness in the youth's voice. “What do you mean?”

“I…I wanted to request permission to stay here, Kinomiya-sama.” Daichi said bluntly, standing up as straight as he could, shoulders back proudly, and a defiant gleam in his eyes. However, under that Tyson could see and sense a strong fear of something.

Max must have heard something in the youth's voice, too, because he stopped setting up candles to glance over at them, listening in silence.

Tyson tilted his head to the side, studying Daichi intently. “Very well. But on one condition.”

Daichi, who had started to relax in relief, stiffened up once more immediately. “Name it, Kinomiya-sama. I swear, I will do whatever you request of me…”

“Whoa! Easy, kid. Relax, would you? I'm enough of a bundle of nerves for everyone, right now.” Tyson patted the mattress beside himself. “Come here and keep me company, Daichi.”

Reluctantly, the flame-haired boy knelt on the bed and crawled over to sit at Tyson's side, facing him. He gave the bluenette a wary look.

Max exchanged a glance with Dragoon, both smiling at how well Tyson was handling the situation. Dragoon got up and wandered over to give them blonde a hand as he went back to the candles.

“He's good, isn't he?” Max whispered.

“Hmm…that he is. I have always known he was going to lead the Clans into an era of peace and prosperity. He's always been good with people.” Dragoon replied, placing a few candles on a tray and re-arranging them absently. “He understands them well.”

“What do you suppose is wrong with Daichi?” Max wondered.

Dragoon just smiled mysteriously and looked around the room appraisingly. “Nice job, Max.”

“Okay, Daichi. All you have to do is tell me what's prompted your request.” Tyson fussed with the material of his night clothes. “Gods, this stuff is annoying.”

“You'll think it's pathetic and stupid.” Daichi stared at the mattress, refusing to meet Tyson's eyes. “You'll think I'm just being a dumb kid.”

The dragon just looked at him. “Cousin, I know we don't get along all the time, but I thought you'd know better than that. So spill it.”

“I…I don't want to be alone anymore.” Daichi's answer was barely audible, but Tyson heard it.

“Alone? I don't see how you think you're alone, Daichi. You have family, and Strata Dragoon. Surely you have friends, too.”

“Not really, no. Dad didn't trust anyone to be my friend. He always said that people were just trying to take advantage of my connection to the Kinomiya Clan, and not to trust anyone who said they were a friend.”

Tyson stared at him in stunned surprise. “You're kidding. I knew he was paranoid and obsessed with being the Kinomiya, but that's a little much.” Not caring about his clothes anymore, he turned a bit in his spot and got more comfortable. Lifemating aside, this was far more important at the moment. “Now you listen to me, Daichi, okay?”

“Yeah.” The flame-haired youth stared at his hands in his lap. Tyson put on a stern expression and tipped the boy's head up to meet his eyes with a finger under his chin.

“I'm not trying to offend you, or speak ill of your father, Daichi. I hope you understand that. But he's filled your head with some harsh nonsense. Think for yourself, Daichi.” Tyson said earnestly. “Since you've been here, have any of us tried taking advantage of you? I'm not going to lie to you and say there aren't people like that in the world, because there are. But you're smart enough to be able to judge that for yourself of those around you.”

“Really?” Daichi sniffled.

“Yes. Strata Dragoon wouldn't have come to you or stayed with you if he didn't think you were worthy, right? Now, as for your request, of course you can stay.” Tyson slung an arm around his shoulders and hugged him lightly. “I know that you don't really have a home to return to. I thought you had other family, someone who would take you in, but I had that thought fixed for me a couple of weeks ago, talking to the Clan elders. Since that's the case, I want you to stay with me for as long as you want.”

Daichi looked up at him with glistening eyes. “Thanks, Takao. I…I won't let you regret it.”

“I know.”

At that point, Hilary came bustling back into the room, followed by Rei.

“Rei, you do something with Takao's hair, please. I'm going to set this down right here.” The brunette set a tray full of vials and stoppered bottles on a nightstand next to the bed. “What still needs doing? Oh! Max, help me light these candles, please.”

Tyson sweatdropped at his busy-body of a cousin. Daichi just shook his head and crawled off the bed. “Glad she's not doing this for me.” He muttered under his breath to Rei, who snickered.

“Yeah. Come here, Tyson. Let's not earn Hilary's wrath, okay?”

“Yikes, no.” Tyson gave a mock shudder and crawled over. Rei pulled out the hair tie and picked up a brush. As he carefully brushed out the tangles and knots in Tyson's blue-black hair, he asked if the dragon was nervous.

“How're you feeling, Tyson? Nervous yet?”

“Hmph. Not really. Just wondering what all this fussing is for. I mean, honestly, Rei. You'd think Kai and I had never seen each other before or something.” Tyson grumbled. “Do girls have to go through all this when they get lifemated?”

At that, Rei laughed outright. “Something like this, I guess. I suppose they appreciate it more than we males do, though.”

“Blah.”

“There. I think we should just leave it loose and down.” Rei patted Tyson on the shoulder and went to put the brush away.

“What's the big deal anyway?”

Hilary dropped a box of matchsticks in Rei's hands and shooed her cousin toward the middle of the bed again. “Go finish lighting candles. I'll just get you situated, cousin, then you should be all ready.” She smiled cheerfully at him as she tugged here and there at the gossamer material of the robes to arrange it around him. “This should be good.”

“Why are you making a big fuss, Hilary?” Tyson asked. He really wanted to know. “What's this all about?”

“You should know, Takao.” Hilary slapped at his hands as he fidgeted with it himself. “Don't! It's about seduction, silly. I don't really have to explain that to you, do I?” She turned a pretty shade of pink and raised an eyebrow at him.

“Ah, no. I think we both would rather you didn't.” The Kinomiya blushed bright red. “I just…I don't think Kai's really going to notice the effort.”

Hilary shrugged. “Oh well. I'm having fun, and so is Dranzer, so live with it.”

Tyson sighed and gave up.

A few minutes later - and two bagfuls of rose petals scattered around the room and around Tyson on the bed - the whole group, save Dragoon, left, their tasks completed to Hilary's satisfaction. When they'd gone, Dragoon leaned against the bedpost and smiled.

“You ready?”

“Why does everyone keep asking me that?” Tyson rolled his eyes in exasperation.

“Sorry. It is a big deal, you know.” At Tyson's mild glare, Dragoon held up his hands. “Okay! I'll leave you alone in a minute. There's just one thing I wanted to tell you about.”

“What?”

“You know those triangles Kai wears on his cheeks all the time?” Tyson nodded. “Well, as nice as they look on him, they aren't there for decoration.”

Tyson began to take interest. “So what are they for?”

“They're symbolic. The Hiwatari crown prince always wears them. See, the top ones represent the Empire and mean that Kai is the crown prince. And the bottom ones mean that he hasn't been lifemated yet.” Dragoon smiled a bit. “They're supposed to be wings, I guess. Honouring the Phoenix Gods, as it were.”

“That's…kind of cool, actually.” Tyson blinked.

“Hmm…you humans have weird ideas.” Dragoon rolled his eyes. “Why I thought you'd want to know, is because tonight you're going to have to do something about them.”

“Do something?”

“Yes. Symbolically speaking, you will have to wipe them off and make him both Emperor and your lifemate.” Dragoon tapped his fingers on his arm. “Don't ask me. I'm just telling you what Dranzer told me to.”

“I see.” The bluenette's eyes nearly crossed. “Is it me, or does the Empire have an awful lot of weird customs and traditions?”

“Amen to that, my friend.”

The bed chamber door opened and Drisana slipped in. “They're here, Dragoon.” She informed the Dragon.

“Alright.” He walked toward the door and paused to say over his shoulder, “Congratulations again, little dragon. Have an excellent evening.” before strolling out. Drisana glided over to the bed and laid a hand on the footboard.

“I just want to add my own blessings to you and your lifemate, Takao.” She smiled and winked at him, her hand glowing faintly red. “May you both live prosperously, and have long lives together. And my you have nothing but happiness and pleasure in this bed.”

Tyson turned beet red. “Drisana!”

Her laugh rang like bells through the room as she hurried away. “Kai will be right in, Takao. Farewell, for now!”

The door closed and Tyson fought off his blush, muttering about ecchi goddesses and interfering, busy-body cousins. He had a brief moment to wonder what the glow of Drisana's hand had meant, but soon shoved it aside as a familiar heat washed over him and the door opened again. He sucked in a breath in anticipation and fixed his eyes eagerly on the door.

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Kai sighed in relief as the three deities and the group of their friends left the Royal apartments. He loved his ancestor, he really did - he just couldn't take any more fussing over him.

Reaching out, the phoenix grasped the doorknob and turned it, pushing open the door and walking in. He sucked in a sharp breath as he took in the picture of the room, lit by dozens of candles and the fire burning in the fireplace, with the faint scent of roses in the air - and the gorgeous vision kneeling in the centre of the huge four-poster bed. Kai's eyes narrowed and flamed brightly, his gaze drawn to his lifemate immediately and held there.

“Hi.” Tyson greeted him huskily, his soft purr filling the room. “You just going to stand there?”

Kai had to swallow and clear his throat before he replied, “No.” in a low, raspy voice. He stepped farther into the room, closing the door with a soft `click.' He turned and locked the door, making sure that this time no one and nothing could disturb them.

When he faced the bed again, Tyson was crawling over it to reach the side. The bluenette slid off and crossed the room toward Kai, meeting the other young man in a few steps.

“How are you?” Tyson asked, playfully reaching up to tug on the lapels of the blue robe Kai wore. “Did Dranzer and Tala fuss over you as much as Hilary did over me?”

Kai rolled his eyes. “Probably. Although…I have to say that the effect they were working for seems to have been achieved. Not that I didn't miss you enough or wasn't eager to be here…” He slid his fingers into Tyson's mass of midnight blue locks and dipped his head down to capture the dragon's mouth in a light kiss. It was just a greeting, a mere touch of lips to lips, and a promise of things to come under the love in that gesture. The last forty-eight hours had been hard on them both, and neither was going to waste their precious time alone together. After a moment Kai backed off only enough to speak, his lips still rubbing against Tyson's, leaving them both with thrilling little tingles. “Gorgeous. I've been waiting for this, Tyson. I want this…I want you.”

The dragon's hands were busy untying the belt of Kai's robe as he replied with an agreeing kind of murmur. He was in no rush, really, he just needed to feel his lover's bare skin, and the clothes would only get in the way eventually anyway. “Yes, love. My sentiments exactly.” Tyson murmured. He pushed open the robe and laid his hands on Kai's bare chest, leaning up on his toes a bit to press his lips to his mate's more firmly. Kai groaned and held Tyson's head still while he took control of the kiss, his skin burning and tingling wherever Tyson's hands touched him.

Tyson moved from Kai's mouth, though he didn't feel like giving up that pursuit really. Kissing and nipping his way back to Kai's ear, he smiled happily when he felt Kai wrap his arms around his waist and pull him closer, until they were pressed together.

“Mmm…you feel good.” Kai sighed rubbing his cheek against Tyson's hair. “What is this material, anyway?” He fingered Tyson's sleeve.

“I have no clue. But it's a pain in the ass.” Tyson made a face and buried his nose against Kai's neck. “you smell really good. What'd they douse you with?”

“Don't know. But if you like it, then I don't mind wearing it.”

“Heh.” Tyson grasped Kai's hand and tugged him toward the bed. “Come on, love. Might as well get comfortable.” He gently shoved Kai down to sit on the edge and reached up to his own shoulder to work at the ties that held the robe in place. Kai licked his lips and shrugged out of his own, shoving it off the bed to the floor. Tyson's soon followed it and stretched like a cat. “Oooh that's much better. It was kind of itchy.”

Kai leaned back, his weight braced on his hands on the mattress behind him as Tyson knelt on the bed, one knee on either side of Kai's hips, to perch himself on the phoenix's lap. The dragon draped his forearms on Kai's shoulders and wriggled to get comfortable.

“Uh…quit that.” Kai warned, sitting up and grasping his hips. “Are you trying to drive me crazy?”

“Is it working?”

“Yes.”

Tyson grinned and leaned in, eyes narrowing to slits. “Then yeah.” He pressed his mouth to Kai's and shivered in pure delight. He slid his fingers through dual-shaded hair and kissed his lifemate deeply. Kai made a throaty noise and kissed back, sliding his hands up Tyson's bare sides with a need to touch and caress, while their mouths explored and reacquainted themselves with the other. The bluenette's purr increased, and he tilted his head, angling his mouth to further deepen their kiss and allow him to flick his tongue over Kai's bottom lip. Kai opened his mouth and let him in, to take control completely.

Falling backward onto his back and taking Tyson with him, the phoenix raised one leg to hook it around Tyson's, rubbing the inside of that leg against Tyson's hip encouragingly. Gasping into the kiss, Tyson propped himself up on his forearms a bit, and he looked down into Kai's smouldering crimson eyes.

“I think it's time we consummated this relationship, don't you?” Kai threaded his fingers through Tyson's hair over and over. “We've both been waiting for this for far too long.”

“Hmm…you can say that again.” Tyson purred back, rocking against the phoenix under him and earning a quick intake of breath from Kai. Those crimson-eyes fluttered closed as the heat between them rose and spread outward. “Gods, Kai, you're so beautiful. I can't tell you how badly I want to touch you, kiss you…”

“Tyson…believe me, I know.” Kai shifted restlessly, wanting more contact. He gazed up at his lover and smirked. “Want to play, my dragon?”

Said dragon made a growling noise and sat up, moving off his mate. “Tease. Move to the middle, why don't you? I don't want to accidentally roll off the side sometime.”

Rolling to his knees, Kai crawled to the middle of the bed, where he flopped back into the pile of fluffy pillows with a pleased grunt. “Can't get much more comfortable than this, lover.” He glanced at Tyson questioningly, watching him pick up bottles from a tray by the bed and inspect them.. “What are you doing?”

“Inspecting these bottles and vials. Oils, I think.” Tyson pulled out the stopper of one bottle and sniffed cautiously. “That one's interesting. Orange…”

Kai blinked, going a little pink at the images invoked by what those oils were most likely meant for. “Are those for what I think they are?”

“Yep. Although I highly doubt Hilary knew that when she brought them in. I'd say it was Rei and Max's idea.” Tyson snickered. “Remind me to thank them. Oooh…here we go. This one definitely suits you.” HE moved over to Kai and waved the bottle under his nose.

“Vanilla and some kind of flower. Lavender?”

“I think so. Like it?”

“I guess. How does that remind you of me?” Kai had to ask, curious. Tyson put the cork back in the bottle and frowned thoughtfully. “Well, you kind of taste like vanilla.” With a sudden grin, the bluenette dipped down to first drop a kiss to Kai's chest then sweep his tongue across a prominent nipple, drawing it into his mouth to suck on lightly. Kai gasped and his back involuntarily came up off the bed at the sudden assault. Tyson sat up again, still grinning. “Yep. Definitely tastes like vanilla.”

“This is going to be a long night, isn't it?” Kai pretended to sigh in resignation and drew his lover down to lay partially across his body, lifting his mouth to meet Tyson's eagerly. The bluenette settled himself over Kai, purring without restraint as he explored Kai's mouth with his tongue, battling Kai's for the upper hand. He could feel the dual-haired phoenix's body shiver and the heat begin to rise off of his skin whenever Tyson was touching him. It made him kiss his mate with more urgency and a growing demand, which was answered and returned eagerly by the young man under him.

Breaking away from Kai's all too addictive mouth, Tyson sucked in a breath of much needed air and kissed his way back along Kai's jaw to his ear. Nuzzling with his nose, and rubbing his lips across the sensitive spots on Kai's neck, Tyson slid the fingers of one hand through Kai's soft hair and let the other roam freely over the moonlight pale skin of Kai's muscular chest. Kai made a low sound, tilting his head to the side as his burning eyes slid closed. His arms moved on their own, one curling over Tyson's shoulders and back while the other's hand stroked encouragingly up and down Tyson's arm, urging him on. Tyson took advantage of the offered expanse of his throat, nipping lightly and soothing with slow licks, earning a moan and a flexing of fingers on his neck.

“You…feel good…hot…” The bluenette said into the curve of his lover's neck, rocking his hips against Kai in a movement of helpless desire. “Oh gods, and you taste good, too…how can you be so addicting?”

The phoenix's hips thrust up in return, and he let one leg slide alongside one of Tyson's. “Ty…don't stop.” His head tossed back on another moan as Tyson found the spot on his neck that made him melt into a mindless mass of nerves. “Oooh-h, right there….”

“Ha. Believe me, lover, tonight…” Tyson's chuckle made Kai shiver violently in reaction with anticipation. “I'm not stopping. And I'm not holding back.” His hand slowly slid downward over Kai's stomach and abdomen, fingers dancing teasingly in abstract patterns. He listened to his mate suck in a sharp breath and smiled to himself, letting his fingers dip lower until he could wrap them around Kai's rock solid erection.

Tyson's hand on him made the heat gathering in his lower body grow exponentially and Kai let out a gasp, his hips bucking, begging for more silently. “Ahh…shit! Tyson, quit teasing, damn it!”

“Who's teasing?” The dragon purred darkly, his deft-stroking making Kai harder and harder - if that were possible. He watched Kai's face, taking note of and memorizing every single flicker of pleasure and ecstasy that came over his expression, with eyes growing heavy-lidded as his own desire mounted. “So beautiful in your pleasure, lover…I love watching you.” Tyson murmured lustily, slowing his strokes to a stop and bringing his hand , now damp and glistening with Kai's pre-cum, up to his mouth.

Kai let out a protesting whimper and opened his eyes to the sight of his mate licking his hand clean, and shuddered at the eroticism. With a small moan, he pushed himself to a sitting position and curled an arm around Tyson's neck, drawing him closer to fuse his mouth to Kai's in a needy, scorching kiss of demand. Startled at the ferocity of the action, Tyson braced himself on the mattress with one hand, and with the other reached up to grab a gentle fistful of Kai's darker slate-coloured hair and massaged his scalp urgently. Without breaking the kiss - who needed air anyway? - Kai shifted until it was he who was seated on Tyson's lap with a knee on the bed on either side of Tyson. The rocking motion of his hips created a sweet friction of the skin-on-skin contact, and Kai's head fell back on a gasping moan, as he felt Tyson's hand fall away from his hair to stroke down his back and grasp the older royal's ass firmly, kneading the taut flesh.

“Uhn, yes!” Kai groaned, pushing back with his hips into that hand and restlessly wriggling against the dragon. He was filled with an indescribable energy that was thrumming through him, wanting to be let out. It made his head spin pleasantly, and he wasn't above begging for some help with it. “Tyson, please…I…so hot…I need…you…” he panted. “Gods, take me! Now!”

Chuckling distractedly, the bluenette flicked his tongue across Kai's frantically beating pulse in his neck, tasting the slightly tangy flavour of his rapidly dampening skin. Wrapping an arm tightly around Kai's waist to hold him close, Tyson reached for the bottle and pulled the cork out with his teeth to open it, dropping the stopper on the mattress negligently and falling backwards onto his back before pulling Kai down with him. He somehow managed to get his legs out from underneath himself and let go of Kai long enough to pour some of the oil onto his fingers.

“Kiss me, my love.” He purred commandingly, intending it to be a distraction so he could use the oil on Kai to prepare him. The phoenix willing complied, hungrily tasting himself on Tyson's lips and tongue as his own met and stroked it, foreshadowing what was to come. Then he felt a slick digit trace the crease of his butt lightly and he couldn't stop the involuntary jerking of his hips. Kai's arms began to tremble when that finger slowly stroked the puckered entrance to his body, coaxing him to relax, and when Tyson's finger slid in, the crimson-eyed Emperor mewled and collapsed against his lover's chest as his arms gave out. Pressing his hot face against the coolness of the sheets under them near Tyson's shoulder, Kai gave a tiny cry and clutched at the dragon's other shoulder as Tyson slowly moved his finger in and out.

“Shh, love…” Tyson purred soothingly. “Relax, Kai.” He pressed a kiss to Kai's temple and carefully added a second finger, earning a harsh intake of breath and a low moan. This time Kai didn't seem to be feeling any pain because his hips began to push back in small movements to meet the thrusting of Tyson's fingers. “Mmm…tell me how it feels, my phoenix…”

Kai mewled again and nipped none to gently at Tyson's collarbone. It would bruise, but he didn't break the skin so it wouldn't bleed. Tyson grunted at the small pain - though with Kai's hips rolling against him and their erections rubbing against each other, the line between pain and pleasure was rapidly blurring and fading away. In response, his thrusting fingers became a little more forceful for a moment before he added a third.

Determined to drive his mate just as wild as Kai was feeling right then, the phoenix propped himself up slightly on one forearm, just enough that he could slide a hand between their bodies and reach down to wrap his fingers around Tyson's solid erection and stroke. Tyson released a startled yowl and bucked upward with a hoarse moan of Kai's name.

“Feels…fuck!” Kai growled in answer to Tyson's earlier question, and rubbed the sensitive area on the underside of his tip with his thumb when the bluenette's fingers brushed a spot deep inside of him that sparked white spots in his vision and made him shudder violently. “Gods! That's so damn good!” He moaned loudly again and fought to remain sane against the flashes of ecstasy being ignited in his brain and body. “But I…oh-h…I don't want just your fingers…” Kai couldn't continue. Overwhelmed with sensation, his breath was stolen away as Tyson's fingers brushed that spot again.

In a growling, dark voice that was rough with passion and need, Tyson turned his head to the side just enough so that he could flick his tongue over Kai's ear and purr, “What then? Tell me…”

The phoenix whimpered and gasped out, “This!” as he stroked Tyson's cock a little more roughly in emphasis.

“Good.” Tyson drew back his fingers and in one swift motion had Kai on his back with his legs tossed up over Tyson's shoulders and the bluenette poised for entry. He stared down into Kai's flaming eyes that were glazed and heavy as they stared back into his own storm-blue eyes. He grabbed the bottle of oil and used the last of it's contents on his throbbing length quickly before reaching out to capture one of Kai's hands. The dragon linked his oil-slicked fingers with his mate's and pinned that hand to the mattress next to Kai's head, his other hand bracing him and keeping his full weight off of Kai.

Through this mere moment of preparation, Kai used the opportunity to clear his head of the pleasure induced fog somewhat - enough that he wanted confirmation from Tyson that he wanted this and was sure about it in return, just as Kai had confirmed to Tyson.

Squeezing those fingers to get his lover's attention, Kai licked his lips and questioned, “Do you really want this? Are you ready, Tyson? Because there's no turning back after this…”

The Kinomiya stared at him in mild surprise. “Geez, Kai! What do I have to do? Wear a sign on my forehead?” He leaned down and kissed Kai with all the pent up passion and love that filled his being right then, murmuring softly words that Kai couldn't quite make out with his pulse beating loudly in his ears and the distracting sensation of the kiss and the way the bluenette's body rubbed and slid erotically against his. But he got the general meaning behind them and smiled against Tyson's lips, his free arm rising so he could comb his fingers through the mass of Tyson's blue-black hair.

The kiss broke and Kai gasped in air, laughing a little. “Sorry…” he apologized, rubbing his thumb-pad over Tyson's swollen bottom lip. “I know. I just…felt I had to ask. Everything's…just turned out too good to be true.”

Eyes softening, Tyson sighed and nuzzled his cheek against Kai's palm. “Love, I think - after all we've been through and all we've done - we deserve it. We deserve this. Kai…my phoenix…I love you.” He rasped, his voice filled with emotion. “And right now I want more than anything to be inside you…”

Any resistance that might have been in Kai fled, never to return, and he gave a brief nod. “Then take me, my gorgeous dragon. Have me and love me…”

With a moan and a quick thrusting of his hips forward, Tyson did just that. Easily sliding into his mate, he squeezed his eyes shut and shuddered at the tight heat surrounding him, fighting for enough control not to pull out and slam back in at Kai's shout of blissful pain. The dragon's body vibrated with the tenseness of his muscles in the effort to hold still, and only when he felt Kai's hand fall to his shoulder and squeeze did he open his eyes again, questioning the dual-haired man with them because he couldn't speak without growling. Sparks of blue light crackled over his skin, his power beginning to well up from within him.

As Tyson fought for control, Kai watched him with hooded crimson eyes, breathing hard and trying not to squirm. He could feel the dragon hard and hot, buried deep inside him, and he'd never felt anything like it - and he wanted more of it. The phoenix laid his hand against Tyson's cheek again, not snatching his hand back when he felt a jolt of static electricity singe him.

“Tyson…” Kai said his name, hoping to speed things along a little if he could just get his mate's attention. “Lover, please…”

“Uhn…Kai…” the dragon's growling voice reverberated through their connected bodies and Kai let out a soft sound, his eyes fluttering closed and his lips parting on a wordless sigh. Tyson's electric gaze narrowed, focusing on that mouth, and he tentatively rocked his hips into Kai.

Dual cries split through the air and two bodies began an age-old, instinctive dance.

Thrusting forcefully, and struggling not to lose control and simply take, Tyson gripped Kai's hand tightly, concentrating on pleasing his mate with strong, sure strokes. Kai grabbed onto Tyson's shoulder, gripping for dear life and vaguely wishing Tyson would just…

“Oooh-h…oh! Yes!” The phoenix's head pressed back farther into the mattress as his mate hit that sweet spot once again - and kept hitting it with deliberate accuracy. “Fuck! Right…there…ungh…Ty…ahhhhh…” He could feel every inch of his body break out in a sweat and the heat pouring off him in waves was making the air hazy and waver. With a shuddering moan, he surrendered to the pull of his powers, becoming lost in the heat and the ecstasy.

When Tyson felt that incredible power wash over him, any control he'd managed to hang onto flew out the window. Hips pumping as fast as he could move them, Tyson dipped his head and found Kai's neck with his mouth, kissing and licking at his frantically beating pulse. His mate answered with a mewl and the fingers of his hand on the bluenette's shoulder dug into his muscles like talons.

“Kai…gods, so…damn...good…” the dragon let out a hiss of breath and bit down a tad roughly at the curve of the phoenix's neck and shoulder, marking him. That was enough to release a burst of pure power from Kai, and it filled Tyson's mouth and rapidly spread through his entire body. Something deep within the bluenette's mind was blasted open, as if a door had been thrown open and demolished. It took a moment to recover enough of his senses, but when he had, Tyson could feel not only his own heartbeat pounding like thunder in his chest, but a second that pulsed along equally with his. “AH! Yes! I can…you're there…I…” he didn't even realize he'd stopped moving.

“Ty…love, I can't…” Kai whimpered. “So hot! Too hot…ooohh-hh not hot enough!” He clutched at Tyson's shoulder and hand desperately, and the bluenette winced, but laughed.

“Ha, ha, ha! Which is it, lover?”

“Damn it! You stopped…why'd you stop?” Kai opened his eyes and glared up at the dragon blearily in frustration. “Gods…move! Please…” Moaning when Tyson shifted his weight, he let go of Tyson's shoulder to run his fingers through his midnight blue hair feverishly.

Finding it was getting tiring in this position, as much fun as it was, to keep on as he had been, Tyson released Kai's hand and slipped that arm underneath the phoenix's back. Holding on tightly, he withdrew as if he was about to thrust back in and instead he rolled to one side, using his weight to pull Kai with him. The dual-haired Emperor gasped, startled, and looked down at the bluenette in surprise.

“What…?” He began to ask, but swallowed back the rest when he felt his mate slide back into him, groaning instead. “Ah, shit…never mind.” He hadn't thought it was possible, but he could feel more of Tyson this way, felt him deeper and harder inside him.

“Mmm…that works.” Tyson purred lowly and grasped Kai's hips to guide him as he instinctively began to rock into Tyson's encouraging thrusts upward. “Uhn…hell, this is…good…oh, yes!”

Riding on the waves of bliss rushing through his body, and unable to hold back any of the sounds and noises that spilled out of his mouth, Kai tossed his head back with a short, keening moan of Tyson's name. Watching him with narrowed, hot, electric blue eyes, the Kinomiya lifted one hand to caress and stroke any piece of Kai he could reach, running his palm up and down Kai's thigh, and sliding his fingers up to his pelvis and stomach.

“Ty-son…oh my god…” Kai squeezed his eyes shut, feeling that shining golden edge creep up over him rapidly. He needed…something, anything… “Please, I need…just can't…” he pled for something to give him that extra shove into orgasm.

The bluenette growled, eyes feral with lust that watched every nuance of emotion on his mate's face with satisfaction. Willing to help push Kai over the edge, an urgency of his own quickly overpowering him, Tyson let his hand grasp Kai's dripping erection and gave him several short, sharp strokes. That did it.

Kai's voice, hoarse with passion, rose up on a near scream as he came hard in Tyson's hand. Gasping for breath, the phoenix barely even noticed the sudden burn of pure heat over his shoulders and back ,down over his arms, and down the back of one leg. He was too busy trying not to swallow his heart that felt like it had pounded right up into his throat, and trying to relearn how to breathe.

Tyson, too, lost contact with the rest of the world around them as his own orgasm broke out over him in waves. He shuddered violently, muscles twitching. “Oh god…Kai!”

“Uhn…uh, fuck.” The phoenix swore, mustering barely enough energy to lift himself off Tyson before he simply collapsed forward to curl into his lover's chest, listening to his heart pound. “That…was fabulous.”

“I'll never be able to move again.” Tyson combed his fingers through Kai's bangs and closed his eyes, his other arm curling around Kai's shoulders possessively. “Mine. All mine…finally.”

“Hmm…always, gorgeous.” Kai placed small, slow kisses over Tyson's chest randomly in appreciation. “You feel so good. Comfortable?” He grinned against Tyson's skin when the dragon broke out into a deep, lazy purr. “I'll take that as a yes…”

“I've melted into a boneless puddle of Tyson mush.”

“Well, you should grow some bones back so we can go get cleaned up, huh? `Cause I'm not sleeping all sweaty and sticky.”

“Yeah. In a few minutes…can I just hold onto you for a bit?” Tyson nuzzled his nose into Kai's hair and inhaled deeply, letting out a slow sigh of contentment. “I'm a little disoriented.”

Kai let his head rest on his mate's chest and idly traced patterns over his heart with a finger. “Okay. As long as you don't fall asleep on me yet.”

“I'll try not to.”

“Was it really that good for you that you're still fuzzy?” Kai teased, getting a small swat from the Kinomiya in return.

“Yes. But that's not what's causing it, smart ass.” Tyson finally re-opened his eyes and blew out a relieved breath when the room didn't move. “I think it's gone now.”

Propping himself up on his forearms, the phoenix blinked at him in the low light of the room, the candles having long since burned to near extinction. “What? Why were you disoriented?”

“Because, my love, I'm not used to having two heartbeats.” Tyson smiled softly, threading his fingers through Kai's hair so he could see his eyes. “It took me a moment to get used to it.”

Kai's brow furrowed in confusion. “Two? I don't understand.”

“I can feel you, love. Here,” Tyson touched his chest then tapped his temple. “And here. It's part of the bond.”

Wide-eyed, Kai nodded in understanding. “Wow. Did you know it was going to be like that?”

“Kind of. It's different for everyone, so I hear.” The bluenette lifted his head a little so he could brush his lips over Kai's briefly. “Ready to go have a bath, then?”

Kai kissed him back leisurely. “Hmm…okay.” With one last quick kiss, he crawled to the edge of the bed to stand. As soon as he was upright, he winced and his hand moved to his lower back. “Ouch.”

“Aww…” Tyson crawled toward him and stood, wrapping his arms around him from behind. “I was a bit rough on you, wasn't I? I'm sorry, Kai. You can have me next time, if you like.” He dropped an apologetic kiss to Kai's shoulder then paused, pulling back slightly. “What the…? Oh…wow…”

“Huh?” Kai tried to look over his shoulder at Tyson, to see what had his attention that would put the slightly awed tone in his voice that Kai could hear. “What's wrong?”

Unable to speak, Tyson took Kai's hand and led him to eh bathroom. He stopped his mate in front of a full-length mirror and turned him so his back was to it. “Here…look over your shoulder at yourself…”

Kai looked back and nearly swallowed his tongue in shock. “Oh my god! When'd that happen?!”

“Wings…you have wings…” Tyson traced each feather shape lightly. “Not functional ones, of course, but still…” He looked up into Kai's startled eyes. “They're beautiful, my phoenix. You are beautiful.”

He couldn't respond. His throat felt thick with the words he wanted to say, but instead kept silent. Tyson seemed to know anyway. Kai kept studying the imprint on his body while his dragon moved to the tub to turn on the water and run them a bath.

The wings spread out across his upper back and shoulders and down over his upper arms. The rest of his back was the phoenix's body and talons that ended just above the left mound of his ass, and the twin tails that began just above the right lobe to split into two at mid-thigh and wrap around his leg to nearly his ankle. He'd never seen anything like it before.

Testing the water, Tyson nodded to himself and shut off the water. Glancing at his lifemate, he said, “Kai, bath's ready.” before slipping into it himself.

Kai joined him, sitting between Tyson's legs and leaning back in his arms against his chest. He let out a sigh of pleased contentment. “This is good. You're comfortable.”

Tyson chuckled. “Gee, thanks.” He handed Kai the bottle of hair solution once he'd poured some into his own hand. “Hold that.”

When they'd both scrubbed clean and washed their hair, Tyson remembered, belatedly, what Dragoon had told him earlier that evening about Kai's face paint. He grabbed the washcloth and soaped it up liberally. “Turn around for a moment, love. There's one last part of you to wash.”

Kai did so, blushing slightly. “I already did that, Kinomiya…”

Tyson blinked, not registering that for a second. When he did, he blushed, too, and laughed. “No, you hentai! I didn't mean…I meant your face!” He snickered and sat up onto his knees, facing Kai.

“My face?” Kai's hand came up to touch his cheek, not sure what Tyson meant. Then he remembered his face paint. “Oh! Uh…I'd pretty much forgotten about these.”

“Me, too. So let's get rid of them, shall we?” Tyson lifted the cloth and gently washed away first one cheek's paint, then the other. “You are Emperor Kai Hiwatari now, after all. And you are my lifemate, my only love…”

Kai made a low sound in his throat and leaned in to kiss Tyson passionately, slowly, putting all the love he had for his dragon into it. Tyson hummed and tossed the washcloth aside to wrap his arms around his phoenix's neck, returning the emotions with equal fervour. When they broke apart again, their pulses were racing and their breaths came in pants.

“Let's go back to bed.” Kai rasped thickly. Tyson nodded and licked his lips, storm-blue eyes heavy.

“Let's.” He agreed.

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Authoress' Notes: *mile-wide grin* When am I going to learn to quit throwing people curves? And, oh, but I'm not done yet…more to come… Please R/R!!!!