Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Running Scared ❯ Love & Affection ( Chapter 7 )

Authoress' Notes: Okay! Lemme see here…since I've got people going "What the hell are those numbers for and how'd you get them?" I'll tell you! The numbers equal the word: FIRE. I got them by the numbers on a telephone pad. *sweatdrops* Yeah, I know. Kind of disappointing. I'll try and come up with something better next time I try to be clever. ^_^;;

Warnings: Same as Chapter 1. See chapter 1 if you're that concerned about it. There's a LEMON in this chapter (unless you're on ff.net…sorry! Go to Mediaminer.org (FireKali) or Adultfanfiction.net (Yami FireKali) or my yahoo group AnimeFirefics (link in my bio) if you really want to read it).

Disclaimers: Nope. Still don't own them. Don't own the song Love & Affection, either. That's Donna Lewis'.

Reviews: Wow…thanks to all of my reviewers!! @ FF.Net: Weeping Angel, Cat in the web, Kai-lovr, Flamable-Devil (Jen!), Bloody Mary, Dragi, & buff200020002002; @ AFF.Net: Yami Dranzer, XZanayu, & Brickwall; & @ Mediaminer: Flamable-Devil (again, Jen!). *showers all with plushies*

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Chapter 7: Love & Affection

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It took us an hour longer than we'd expected, but we finally ditched our tail.

I directed Max through Moscow's city streets until we neared the outskirts of the city.

"Stop here, Max, and I'll go unlock the gate." I called up to the front of the van. We slid to a stop and I got out, walking over to the gates and pressing my hand to the palm plate on the keypad attached to a box just outside the massive steel bars. They clicked and swung open silently. I motioned for Max to drive through and when he had, got back into the van as the gates closed firmly behind us again, re-locking.

"Where the hell are we, Kai?" Rei asked, looking around at the dark, foreboding forest that was on either side of the road as Max drove slowly up the lane.

"Hiwatari family lands." I told him, my voice quiet. I'd never brought anyone here before. "They have belonged to us for centuries. I may have hated my grandfather, but I am still Hiwatari enough to value the land of my ancestors and to keep it in Hiwatari hands for more centuries to come." I stared at the massive stone building that came into view as we turned a corner. "Voltaire despised me for many reasons, and felt nothing for using me as a tool for most of my life. But one reason he hated me was because I am not pure blooded Russian."

Tyson gripped my hand. "Your mother."

"Yes. She was Japanese. Father, bravely but foolishly, defied my grandfather and married for love, rather than class, money, and power as Voltaire wanted. I wish I could remember them."

"Who, Kai? Your parents?" Hilary asked, gently. She had turned in her seat to listen as I spoke. I briefly noted to myself how much I had changed, how I had been changed by the presence of Dranzer, then Rei, and finally Tyson - most importantly Tyson - in my life. I found, now, that it wasn't so bad to have friends, people whom I could talk to and speak freely of my life to, and not be ashamed or fear being used and abused, as Tyson had put it.

"Yes. I was only two years old when they died."

We pulled up in front of the mansion and piled out. I slung my bag over my shoulder and stood at the bottom of the great stone steps looking up at this monstrosity of wealth and power.

"Bad memories, love?" Tyson came up beside me, taking my hand in his and linking our fingers.

"No. Not really. It's funny, but one of the few clear memories I have of m early life is that Voltaire would not allow my father to bring my mother or me onto Hiwatari lands. I only came here after they'd died and even then it was only for maybe two days or so at a time." I snorted. "I guess he thought we'd soil the land or something, the racist old bastard."

Tyson gave me a very wicked grin. "Well, then. How about we do our best to make him roll over in his grave and go inside?"

A slow smile crossed my face and I felt immensely better. "I like how you think, Kinomiya. No wonder I love you so damned much." I bent and kissed him hard then led everyone up the steps to the doors.

Inside I flicked on a light switch and the ornate foyer lit up brightly. "Hmm…damn good job for only a couple of hours." I muttered, half to myself. The place was spotless from what I could see.

Hilary and Max were both looking around in starry-eyed awe. The Chief was studying the architecture intently. Rei, typical neko-jin that he is, glanced around briefly before pretty much ignoring everything. Material wealth and all its symbols and pageantry held little interest to his people. What mattered to them, I learned in all the time I spent with Rei in his home village, was family - kinship - blood ties and clan relations.

Tyson seemed a bit overwhelmed by all the splendour around him. The floors, the grand staircase, and the pillars and columns were all made of white marble. There were huge, colourful and very old tapestries hanging all over. Paintings done by some of Russia's finest and most famous artists hung on the walls. There were statues all over the place, too. And I knew there was much, much more here. Like the Faberge egg collection in the vaults, not to mention the family jewels and the ancient, illuminated Bible manuscript that also contained the detailed Hiwatari family tree.

"I knew you were rich, Kai - obscenely rich. But I had no idea you had all this." He swept his arms out to encompass the whole room in his gesture, though he meant the entire house, I knew. "It's…it's…"

"Horrendously gaudy." I provided. "Most of it's nothing but dust catchers - valuable, rare ones, but dust catchers nonetheless." I looked around bemusedly. "A lot of this stuff belongs in museums."

"I'm starved." Rei announced. "Where's the kitchen, Kai?"

"Set your stuff down here, everyone, and follow me."

They did so and I led them towards the kitchens, where I discovered Enrique had made sure we were fully stocked. Rei's eyes went huge and he rubbed his hands eagerly, diving into the cupboards and pulling out pots, pans, mixing bowls, etc.

I ushered everyone out of his way. "Let him work, guys. He could be here a while."

We watched the neko-jin run around the kitchen that was big enough to serve a five-star restaurant in a classy hotel.

"He likes to cook?" Max guessed.

"You could say that." I sighed and inhaled the wonderful, aromatic scents of whatever Rei was concocting hungrily. "I'd say I just made him very happy. I'll have to drag him out of here kicking and screaming."

"Are we really going to have to eat all this food?" Hilary inquired. Her back was to the room as she dug through one refrigerator for something to drink.

"No. Whatever we don't eat will be distributed among those less fortunate and who would go without." I explained. Everyone but Rei and Tyson looked at me in surprise. I flushed under the scrutiny. "What? I'm not heartless!"

"We know. Thank God for it." Tyson smiled and caught the two cans of Coke Hilary tossed at him, handing one to me.

After we ate, cleaned up, and dragged Rei out of the kitchen pouting, I took everyone up the grand staircase and into the East wing of the mansion to show them their rooms. I gave everyone an hour to rest and shower or whatever and told them to come to the library in the West wing after for a planning session.

I, in the meantime, had some calls to make and answers to wring out of the Spirit Squad.

Tyson didn't want to be left alone to his own devices so he came with me - not that I minded. The Chief came along, too, saying he'd rather help me figure out what was going on than to sit around doing nothing productive.

I took them to the library, which was in the West wing along with my rooms (that had once been my grandfather's but completely redecorated). Pushing open the huge wooden doors I stopped inside, flicked on the lights, and headed for the large desk near the colourful stained glass windows.

I sat at the desk and booted up the computer. "Chief! Quit drooling before you wreck the carpet and come here." He snapped his mouth shut and hurried over. I smiled in amusement as his attention kept wandering to the books. "You'll have plenty of time to explore, Kenny. I promise."

"Really? I…thanks, Phoenix. I've never been around such wonderful books before."

"No. I don't imagine. In this modern world we've all but forgotten the pleasure of holding a book in one's hands. It's all digital and electronic, these days." I patted him on the shoulder. "And don't bother with the code name anymore, Chief. Not when we're all together like this, around people who know."

"Oh, sure…Kai."

"Now. Did you manage to find out anything about Tyson's recruitment?"

"I located the data, yes. But it requires Level A Alpha and Omega clearance. I've only got Alpha and while I could hack in easily enough, I don't want to be fired and tossed in jail for it." He gave me an apologetic look. "I'm sorry."

"No, that's fine. I don't want that either." I tapped my fingers on the desktop as I mulled that over. "Omega clearance? I've never heard of that."

"It's the top level, Kai." Chief informed me. "I think there's only a handful of people, maybe less, who actually have that status. Mr. Dickenson, for example. They're the founding members of the Spirit Squad."

I raised an eyebrow at him. "And you know this…how?"

He blushed and mumbled. "It's not what you think! If you read the history pages in the handbook it talks about how the Spirit Squad was founded by five people who wished to learn about, record the data, and protect Sacred Spirits and the bladers who were chosen to wield them." Kenny adjusted his glasses. "Every agent-in-training gets a handbook and must take the exams before they can go into the field. Didn't you know that?"

"Kenny, I didn't have to take any exams." I pointed out. "How would I know? And there's a handbook?!" I asked incredulously.

Tyson came around the great desk to take a seat on it, perching one hip on the edge next to me. "They didn't test you?"

I shook my head with a grin. "You think they'd bother testing someone with my skill?"

He rolled his eyes at me. "There's that ego I was talking about." Tyson leaned over and flicked a lock of my hair away from my eyes. "One of these days I'm going to have to knock you off your pedestal, hot stuff."

I leaned back in my chair and gave him a hot, challenging look. "Oh, really now?" He just returned it evenly. He knew, as well as I, that he'd been the only challenger to me that ever came even close to defeating me in a beybattle.

Damn how I've missed him!

"Why is it so strange that they tried to recruit me, anyway? What bug crawled up your butt about it?" He asked me, pouting slightly. "You don't think I'd be a good agent?"

"That's not why." I protested, pulling him off the desk and onto my lap. He let me and I wrapped an arm around his waist to hold him close. "Love, when did they approach you?"

Still pouting he replied grumpily, "About a month after the explosion. Just before they told me you…that you were…"

I sighed and pulled him as close as I could. He buried his face in my neck and I rubbed a hand up and down his arm soothingly. Some of my anger at the Spirit Squad deflated considerably at that information. "Well, shit." I said.

"They tried recruiting him before you made the deal." Chief nodded. "I guess they didn't bother to mention it when they asked you to join up, Kai."

"I hate politics." I grumbled. Tyson nuzzled me and sniffled.

"What deal?" He asked me, his lips brushing over my neck and making me shiver.

"Ah..." I couldn't think straight with him doing that. "I wanted to protect you, Tyson, to let you live a normal life without evil geniuses trying to steal Dragoon from you, or the people who would continuously come after me…well, Mr. Dickenson and I talked things over and we made a deal. I would join the Spirit Squad and help them protect Sacred Spirits and blading if they would help me to disappear and to not recruit you. So we came up with my 'death,' and that's about it, really."

Tyson listened then pulled away from me, his temper flaring. I winced.

"You made that decision for me?! You…you…arrogant little…" I didn't wait for him to throw a punch this time. Quickly pinning his arms, I hastily tried to explain myself, though I knew he wasn't going to listen in his temper.

"Tyson, please! I just wanted to protect you! You deserve so much better than me…a life better than what I'd have given you!" I had a hard time holding him still, he was wriggling around and squirming for all he was worth. I noticed Kenny get up and hurry off quietly, and I silently thanked him.

"That may be but you have no right to make decisions for me without at least asking me! Let me go, damn it!"

"I didn't plan on it being permanent! Not at first…" I exclaimed. "I was going to let you know I was okay and I'd come to you when everything calmed down and had been settled. But…the more missions I went on, the longer I thought about it, and I didn't want to drag you into this life of mine. I talked myself into believing you were better off without me and I let you believe I was dead, hoping you would grieve and move on to a normal life!"

"My life ended without you!" He yelled at me, tears streaming down his face. "I'd have been okay if you had let me know you were alive and out there somewhere! If you'd had things to take care of, needed time, damn it all to hell, Kai, I'D HAVE WAITED FOR YOU!" As he nearly screamed that at me, I abruptly released him and he scrambled away from me, staring down at me in his stormy, passionate fury and heartache.

I stared at him helplessly. "I'm sorry…" I whispered, though honestly I didn't know what to do or say anymore.

He closed his eyes, chest heaving with emotion, fists clenched at his sides so tightly his knuckles were turning white. When he opened them, he gave me a look that warned me to stay away from him or I'd get worse than a broken nose, and said, "I'm going to bed. I can't…we'll deal with this tomorrow." Then he turned on his heel and stormed out, leaving me to sink down miserably into my chair as the doors to the library slammed shut behind him.

Kenny tentatively stuck his head in the door a few minutes later. "Kai?" He called hesitantly. "Are you okay?"

"I've been better." I said shortly. "Go to bed, Chief. And tell the others to forget about planning until tomorrow."

"Sure. Good night, Kai." He left me to my misery.

Even though I was tempted to raid my grandfather's vodka and get good and plastered again, I went to my rooms instead and stripped down to my skin to take a long shower. As the water beat down on my tense back and shoulders, I cried for what must have been the millionth time that day. But at least here no one would see or hear me.

Feeling hollow and numb, I got out of the shower and went through the motions of drying off before crawling into bed, where I curled up and stared blankly out the open curtains at the night.

It had to be close to midnight when I finally drifted off to sleep, though it wasn't what one would call restful. I felt too empty and alone.

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An insistent knocking on my bedroom door woke me from my fitful slumber with a start. I groaned and, scowling darkly, rolled out of bed to go tell whoever it was to screw off after pulling on a pair of boxers.

I threw open the door and blinked blearily in surprise into a pair of sad and slightly ashamed midnight blue eyes.

"Tyson? What…?" I never got the question out because he threw himself into my arms and clung. My arms automatically came up to hug him close to me even though I was stunned speechless.

"Oh, Gods…I couldn't do it! I couldn't stay mad at you and I couldn't stand sleeping away from you for one more night! I had a nightmare that I'd just dreamed that you were alive and I woke up in a panic!" He sobbed into my shoulder. "Hold me and don't let me go…please, Kai?"

"Shh…beloved, don't cry! I'm here. I'm here, and I'm so sorry, Tyson." I pulled him inside and shut the door, scooping him up and carrying my distraught bishonen to the bed, where I sat him down and knelt down in front of him. I gripped his hands in mine and we stared at each other.

"What a mess we are." I finally sighed, shaking my head ruefully. "It's my fault, too. Tyson…love, I'm sorry for making decisions for you that I had no right to make. You were right about that."

"Kai…forget about it. I flew off the handle and I shouldn't have - not over something that happened a long time ago and doesn't really matter anymore. I'm sorry for that." Tyson stood up and sniffled, wiping away his tears with the back of one hand. I stood up, too, and drew him into another hug, rubbing my cheek against the top of his head, his soft, blue-black hair tickling my nose.

"I love you." He whispered and I drew back just far enough that I could look into his eyes again.

"I love you, too." I replied. He smiled softly and reached up to brush my cheek with his thumb.

"Will you kiss me, Kai?" He asked, staring at my mouth with eyes that were growing darker as I watched. I wasn't about to turn down that invitation and so I bent my head to close the distance between us, pressing my mouth to his firmly. He made a needy little sound (or was that me?) and I let one of my hands skim down his side to come to a rest at his hip as my other arm slid around his waist, that hand conforming to the curve of his spine and slowly sliding up to hold the back of his neck. His hands came up and his fingers tunnelled through my hair, then fisted as I deepened our kiss by licking at the corners of his mouth and sucking on his bottom lip in silent demand for entrance, which he eagerly granted. I gave a quiet, moaning sigh and held his head in place while I angled my head slightly and dipped my tongue into his mouth, teasingly thrusting against his and tasting him hungrily.

He wasn't about to let me have my way so easily, it seems, because he growled a bit and soon our tongues were battling fiercely for dominance, our mouths nearly fused together with passionate need and want and love.

I needed to breathe and so did Tyson so we broke apart, panting heavily and letting our foreheads rest against one another as we caught our breaths.

"Gods!" He moaned, pressing little butterfly kisses to the corners of my mouth. "That's so good. I need you, Kai…now. Tonight! I can't wait any longer…"

My hand on his hip pulled him flush up against me and we both let out sharp cries as the lower halves of our bodies rubbed together, the friction causing heat to pool in my groin and spread outward slowly with tantalizing little licks. I was harder than stone and aching with it - and from what I could feel through our boxers, so was Tyson.

I not-so-gently pushed him back onto the bed, crawling toward him as he scooted backwards to lie properly on it. I settled over him and he drew me down for another lusty kiss that would soon lead to something we both needed and had wanted desperately since we were hormone-filled teenagers seven years ago.

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This lemon is dedicated to Yami Dranzer…as a consolation prize for the numbers thing. ^_^ Enjoy!!!!

I could feel his fingers in my hair, gripping and releasing with every thrust and retreat of my tongue against his. The taste of him did nothing to satiate my hunger for him, it just made me want more. Dragging my mouth away from his reluctantly, I moved down his jaw and back towards his ear. I nipped at his earlobe gently and he shivered under me, his head tilting away to give me better access. One of my hands held his hip still and my other was running restlessly up and down his side and over his chest.

His hands were far from idle, too. He left one hand in my hair and let the other trace my spine and slip under the waistband of my boxers as I sucked on his collarbone. I gasped at the feel of his hand on my ass, stroking, and couldn't stop the movement of my body against his, rocking against him with the pleasure of it. He chuckled in my ear darkly and said in an equally low voice, " You aren't going to have all the fun, lover."

"Oh really?" I returned, propping myself up on my forearms to stare down at him. I felt one of his legs bend at the knee and slide against my hip, our groins rubbing together through the material of our boxers. The friction made me gasp again and he smirked at me - though it was a little wobbly since it affected him much as it did me. He removed his hand from my ass and snapped the elastic waistband playfully to emphasize a point.

"Off." He demanded. "I want you naked, Kai." I gave him a quick, hard kiss then rolled away, removing my boxers and toss them to the floor. Before I could roll back, however, Tyson had - on top of me. I blinked at him and raised an eyebrow.

"Just what do you think you're doing?" I inquired, letting my hands rest on his thighs and rubbing my palms up and down the smooth, soft skin. He wriggled downwards a little, so that when he leaned down his face was about at my neck. He nibbled on my ear as he gave his casual reply.

"I'm going to show you how bad I want you." I had to close my eyes and bite my lip to keep from moaning as he kissed along my shoulder and down along my collarbone where he suddenly clamped his mouth down and sucked hard. The pleasure-pain shot straight to my already aching cock and I drove my hips up into his in an involuntary movement. "I'm going to do things I've wanted to do to you for years. Like this…" He ducked his head and laved at my nipple with his tongue. I gave a strangled little cry at the feel of that warm wetness bringing me untold amounts of pleasure with such simple touches. Gods! I had no idea I was so sensitive there. Oooooh…shit! Then he moved onto the other erect nub and gave it like treatment and I arched off the bed in a vain effort to get closer to the source of my pleasure, to get more…

"Hmm…" Tyson hummed in approval, watching me gasp and writhe under him helplessly with heavy-lidded blue eyes gone dark and cloudy. "So sexy, Kai." He levered himself up and moved down farther, dipping his head to plant wet kisses on random places over my torso, descending on my navel to lick at that sensitive area and nip gently. "I'm going to do something that's been in my dreams for so long…" I felt his hands on the inside of my legs, slowly moving upwards and pushing them farther apart. My eyes snapped open and I watched him plant more kisses on my pelvis, purposefully avoiding the part of me I'd have happily begged for him to touch, kiss, whatever, something…

"I'm going to make you come." He told me and I let out a tiny cry as he wrapped a hand around my already leaking cock, ever so slowly pumping me while he continued to drive me insane with well-placed, open-mouthed kisses on my groin and the insides of my thighs, occasionally grazing with his teeth.

I was moaning almost continuously by now, my hands grabbing at the sheets of the bed and fisting in them, twisting the material until my knuckles turned white to keep myself from reaching for Tyson and forcing him to do what I so desperately was beginning to need. But this was his moment, his fun. He was in control and I would do whatever he wanted, give him whatever he wanted, let him do what he wished with my body.

This felt way too good not to, anyway.

I groaned as his other hand found my balls and discovered a new way to torture me. The pressure inside me was building exponentially and I wasn't able to control the sounds I made anymore so I gave up trying, moaning and whimpering his name in a litany of incoherent babble. "Uh…Tyson! Need…oooh there…can't…fuck yes!" I distantly heard his laugh and growled, dimly taking a mental note to see just how coherent he would be when the tables turned on him and I had him writhing under me at my first opportunity. "Gods…I don't…uhn, fuck…think I can…sweet Lord, Tyson!"

"I don't want you to hold back." He said, and I made a strangled noise when I felt his hot breath finally waft over my now ultra-sensitized tip, then the tip of his tongue as he teasingly licked away the burst of pre-cum I expelled at the sensations.

And then I was engulfed by hot, wet, suction and my mind exploded with pleasure. Tyson's hands hastily pinned my hips down as he took me as deep as he could manage, sucking hard and slowly bobbing his head up and down, lips and teeth and tongue blowing my mind with pleasure so deep, I think I actually let out a wail as I plunged over the edge and came hard, filling his eager mouth with my cum, which he drank down happily. He swallowed around me again and again, adding to my ecstasy, but he wasn't quite experienced enough to handle the flow and had to release me, the last of the sticky whiteness splashing his mouth and cheek.

Dazed and feeling pretty damned good I pried open my eyes, panting harshly, and looked down at him. Gods…he looked so beautiful. And so erotic. I thought, watching him wipe off my cum with a finger and sucking it off, licking his lips while he sat up, wriggling out of his boxers and throwing them absently over his shoulder before crawling up to kiss me deeply. I wrapped my arms around him and rolled us over once more, his tongue sliding against mine and inviting it to delve into his mouth to explore - which I did. I didn't need words to tell him how I felt. My response to him told him everything he needed to know, anyway.

Only Tyson could reduce me to a babbling idiot - in bed or out. Only Tyson could bring me to amazing heights of pure pleasure or total despair. Only Tyson could return the love I had for him and only he could make me the whole person I was now. The love and affection we shared was something most spend life times searching for and often never finding.

I moaned a bit, tasting myself on his tongue, and felt my erection twitch, coming back to life against his hip. I broke the kiss and he made a protesting noise, his fingers digging into the muscles of my upper arms where he gripped them. I smiled down at him and he smiled back curiously.

"What?" He asked, his head angling slightly.

"Just that I just had the best damned orgasm of my entire life and then one kiss from you and I'm ready for more." I explained, nuzzling his neck with my face and inhaling the scent of him that was uniquely Tyson - ozone after a summer thunderstorm mixed with a musky scent and sweat from his exertions. I flicked my tongue over the pulse in his neck and bit gently to hear his mewl in response.

"Ah…ah! I see…" He shifted restlessly under me. "That's good because I don't think I can stand it much longer."

This time my smile was evil. "Tough." I purred in his ear and felt a tremor pass through him. "Because now it's my turn." Then I surprised him by moving completely away from him and sitting up on my knees beside him.

"Kai?"

"Turn over on your stomach, Tyson." I commanded and after giving me a strange look, he did so. I bit back a groan at the sight of the round, tight, oh-so-sexy view of his ass - just one of many things I had dreamed about him over the years. Or should I say fantasized about? Ah, who cares! I was finally going to get my hands (among other things) on him.

But not right away. I leaned over him and pressed a soft kiss to the nape of his neck, just below his hairline, hearing him sigh quietly. "Will you let me indulge myself, love?" I asked him, my lips lightly brushing against his skin as I spoke.

"Yes…" He whispered, his voice betraying his desire. "Promise me something?" He turned his head so he could look me in the eyes. His were filled with an anxious plea.

"Of course, Tyson." I assured him. Hell, I would do anything for him. Didn't he know that by now? All he had to do was ask.

"When you finish this I want you to take me, Kai." He told me in a slightly quavering voice. I blinked at him, a little surprised. I hadn't thought he'd want to go that far so soon. I mean, we did just get back together, after all.

Then again…seven years is an awfully long time - especially when one believes the other is dead.

But, to be absolutely clear on the subject, I brushed a lock of his hair away from his face and asked, "You're sure? I'm not really prepared for that…I mean, I don't have any lube to make it easier for you."

"I don't care. I've wanted this for too long, Kai. I wanted this when we were fifteen and I want it now. I can't wait any long to be joined to you, to belong to you." A silvery tear slipped down his cheek and I wiped it away with my thumb.

"Me either." I agreed and he closed his eyes with a sigh of relief, resting his cheek on his folded hands on the pillow under his head. I stretched out alongside him, restarting my exploration of him with quiet, open-mouthed kisses pressed randomly to his shoulder, moving inwards toward his shoulder blade and along his spine. I listened to his pleased little mewls, adding my teeth to the random kisses by carefully grazing his skin with them, occasionally leaving a bite mark.

While my mouth was preoccupied with his back and shoulders, my hands kept busy by caressing his silken skin, ever so slowly descending along the length of his body and getting closer to his ass - the real goal of my ministrations. Experimentally, I let one hand lightly brush against one mound quickly, as if by accident, and grinned when his mewling turned into a moan and his hips came up off the bed reflexively.

"Kai!" He whimpered. "More…please!" I gave in to the plea and slid myself downward, trailing my mouth over his back and squeezing one lightly tanned cheek fondly. Tyson wriggled against my hand and I set my teeth to his spine, right over his tailbone with a low growl. "Ahhhh…Ah!" I smiled at his little cries of pleasure. He was certainly more vocal about it than I was - am.

But then, I'm not a vocal kind of guy…most of the time. Like I said before, only Tyson could turn me into a babbling idiot.

I moved on from his back, dropping kisses over the tight globes and rubbing my cheek against them. A brief glance upward showed me that he had his hands on the pillows, grabbing fistfuls of them as he gasped and mewled at my touch. Overcome with need for him, I bit down very carefully and left an imprint of my teeth, making him yelp and cry out my name breathlessly. I smirked and spread him open as far as I could comfortably do so and tentatively trailed a finger down the slit of his ass, just barely brushing his puckered entrance.

"Oh my God!" He cried, his hips jerking and a sudden eruption of pre-cum splashing his thighs, the bed, and me. I chuckled, licking the white stuff off my arm and his inner thighs and felt him shudder. "Uhn…shit! Please, Kai!"

"Shh…love." I soothed, massaging one cheek. "Hell, you're really sensitive here aren't you?" To emphasize that, I licked a wet trail from the base of his spine down the same path my finger had taken. As my tongue slid over his entrance I heard a muffled wail. Looking up I saw he'd buried his face in the pillow.

"Ty-son…" I drew out the syllables and he raised his head, looking over his shoulder at me a bit dazedly. I put my fingers in my mouth, using my saliva as lubricant since I didn't have anything else then rubbed his anus gently until it gave way and my finger slid in easily. He gave a tiny little shout and his eyes closed in pleasure or pain or both - I couldn't tell. "Okay?" I asked, worried that I'd hurt him.

"So…fucking good!" He moaned after a moment. That answered that. I planted a kiss to his ass and started moving my finger in and out, going slow at first to get him used to it and not hurt him. That is, until he growled at me, "I'm not fragile, damn it!"

"I don't want to hurt you, Tyson." I protested, but obligingly added another finger, scissoring them back and forth and stretching him a bit more. He started making these gasping moaning noises and I shivered in reaction as the sounds went right through me and gathered in my crotch, making me incredibly hard. "Ooooh…my God." I moaned, feeling my face and neck flush with need and heat. Gods! Just the noises he made could turn me on so much it was ridiculous. I shook my head to clear it a bit and removed my fingers from him. Tyson shuddered and made a noise of protestation as I did, and I crawled back up to him to stretch out on my back. "Come here, lover." I beckoned him and he pushed himself up, shakily, moving over me and straddling my hips as I guided him into a position that would make this easiest and most comfortable.

"You're sure?" I asked one last time because I had a feeling that once I was inside him I wouldn't be able to stop. He nodded, eyes gone so dark they were nearly black, though I could still see the blue of them and there were flecks of sliver in them now - something I hadn't noticed before. Tyson stared down at me with those eyes and rocked against me with a small cry of need as I guided my cock to his entrance and let him take some control. He'd had none seven years ago, and now, although I was the one inside him, he was the one making the decisions. It was my way of trying to make it up to him and I knew he understood it.

He sank down onto me, surrounding me with his hot, tight body and I threw back my head and groaned, distantly hearing his echoing cry as I filled him completely.

My hands went to his hips and he slumped forward briefly, trembling. "Tyson…"

"Kai…fuck! Is it supposed to feel so good?" He moaned, his hands roaming over me in a desperate need to touch me. I knew because I felt the same way. "I need…ooohh…can't…"

"Move." I rasped, not recognizing my own voice. To give him a hint, I bucked under him and his eyes flew open wide with shock. I watched them glaze over as he began to lift up off my now throbbing cock then sink back down experimentally. And then he did it again, and again, until he was riding me hard and fast. I could feel my tip slamming against something deep inside of him and each time it did he'd cry out sharply.

It felt way too good to be buried inside him and to have Tyson bouncing on top of me, though that was rapidly turning into a frantic rocking motion of both our hips instead. I wasn't going to be able to take much more so to speed him along I pried one hand off his hip where I was clutching at him and took his swollen cock in hand, stroking him roughly in counter-motion to our bodies' thrusts and retreats.

"AH! Oh FUCK! Kai…"

"Let go, Tyson!" I urged him, feeling my orgasm coming on fast. "Come for me, little Dragon…come now!" I rubbed the small triangular area on the underside of his tip and watched another burst of pre-cum came from him and he whimpered. His movements ground him down onto me and I bucked helplessly. "Come!" I demanded and he threw his head back on a low wailing gasp, his whole body suddenly jerking violently and he came hard. My hand continued to work his cock as his cum erupted from him in forceful jets, splashing all over my stomach and pelvis. The internal muscles that surrounded my cock clamped down suddenly and I cried out in my own release, coming deep inside of my beloved, my lover, my light. I trembled uncontrollably under him as he pulled himself off me and collapsed on top of me, curling into my arms and breathing harshly with the effort. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close, and closed my eyes for a while, resting and recovering from the most mind-blowing experience I'd ever had.

Eventually our hearts quit galloping in our chests and our breathing evened out. I felt him stir in my embrace and he nuzzled my neck affectionately, purring in satisfaction, "That was so worth the wait, huh?"

I grunted, not really in any frame of mind to form a coherent sentence yet. I felt him smirk knowingly and I sighed, running my fingers through his silky hair. "Grow your hair back out, 'kay?" I mumbled, feeling immensely disappointed when my fingers ran out of hair to play with all too soon.

"You don't like it short?" He asked, pouting. Damn his adorableness.

"I like it fine." I said. "I've just had these fantasies where I could run my fingers through all that gorgeous hair of yours." I blushed a bit when I admitted that particular little fantasy. "That's all."

He grinned down at me. "Oh, well in that case…" I didn't let him finish, pulling him down and letting our mouths fuse together in a slow, loving kiss, rolling us onto our sides.

"Sleep." I cuddled him close and buried my face in his hair with a sigh of contentment. "Love you."

"Hmm…love you, Kai." He replied, sleepily.

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Authoress' Notes: @.@ Geez…never try to type all 6,800 words at once. *shakes hand cramps out* Ow ow ow! Please R/R!!