Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ The Beyblade Bedroom Chronicles ❯ Ulterior Motive ( Chapter 2 )

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He was having a nice, peaceful dream about nothing in particular. He was floating aimlessly in a void of total relaxation, perfectly happy, until-- a sharp, almost nasal sound sliced through his abstract dreamland. Blinding light poured in from the resulting rift...

“Kai. Kai, wake up already!”

Kai opened one eye slightly but squeezed it shut immediately with a grimace; the bright hotel room shone cheerfully and without mercy. He tried to curl up, ready to ignore Tyson and return to his slumber, but his face hit something warm and fluffy. Cracking an eye open again, he noticed he had been spooning Kenny, an arm slung over his small frame. With a deep yawn, Kai rolled onto his back and slung his arm over his eyes. Oddly enough, Tyson actually sat quietly, waiting for Kai to decide to get up on his own. But eventually Kenny rolled over onto his other side, burying his face in Kai’s chest and, watching his head slowly rise and fall with Kai’s breath, Tyson finally realized that Kai had resumed his light snoring.

“Get up, man!” he whined. “It’s not like you to sleep in- Max and Rei have been up forever!”

“Go bother them,” Kai mumbled.

“I wanna go get breakfast!”

“Go with them,” he grunted.

“They went while I was asleep and I don't want to go alone. It’s our last morning here- you wanna waste it sleepin’? Besides, I know you’re hungry; you barely had any dinner last night.”

“M’not hungry...” His stomach grumbled loudly, interrupting him. He sighed as Kenny murmured, “Tyson, go get something to eat before your stomach wakes up the whole floor.” Kai opened his eyes, Tyson’s beaming face greeting him warmly. He sat up grumpily, knocking Kenny off of him; the Chief simply curled up and kept sleeping.
“Get him up, too, so he can eat.” Kai yawned as he swayed unsteadily to the bathroom.

Tyson shook his head, “Kenny’ll take forever to get ready, and I want food now. You do, too,” Tyson added as Kai’s empty tummy growled in agreement. “The others will get him up, and you know he can order room service.”

“That’s what you need to do,” Kai shut the door behind himself. Tyson followed.

“I want to get out of the room. It can be like a mini-date or something.” he reopened the door, kissed Kai on the cheek, and headed for his toothbrush.

“Uh, knocking? And it’s rude to kiss people while they’re trying to pee.”

“Nag, nag, nag. It’s not like you have to be shy around me- I’ve already seen every inch of you. And whered’ya find a book on potty etiquette, Miss Manners?”

Kai shrugged, flushed, and shouldered Tyson away from the sink, quickly washing his hands.

“Rude prick.” Kai grunted at a bit of irony that Tyson wouldn’t catch and that he was too groggy to point out.

“It would’ve been nice of you to get yourself ready before you woke me up- given me a little more time to sleep,” Kai moved towards the door.

“Well since you’re so mean, I didn’t think you’d appreciate nice.”

“Just hurry up and get out before I go back to sleep,” he half-yawned. The sleeping area boasted two large beds. Luckily for Kenny, his was far from the bathroom, since Kai collapsed heavily on the first one he came to. Facedown in the comforter, he mumbled, “I must be getting old.”

A familiar playful voice above him giggled, “You are. I totally see a gray hair!“

“Max, let me rest for five minutes...”

“Aww, that’s what the Chief said. Y’know, last time you begged me to let you rest...”

“Shh! Not now...” Kai groaned. Pouting, Max silently poked his tongue out at Kai as Rei entered the room.

“Hey hey, party people! Oh cool- you knocked Kai out?”

“I wish. He’s even less fun when he’s sleepy.”

Rei chuckled as he walked to the bed and began to stroke Kai’s hair lovingly. Kai swatted the hand away and slung an errant pillow over his head. “Mr. Dickinson said he wants to leave soon so if we’re going with him, we should be getting ready, Max.”

“Where are you going with Mr. D?” Tyson came from the bathroom with his toothbrush and was taking it to his suitcase as he spoke.

Rei answered, “He’s going to run some errands or something. Max wanted to hang out with him and I’d like to see the local BBC office.”

“Can you wait for Kenny? Me n’ Kai are going out for breakfast now since you two deserted me.”

“We didn’t desert you- we just wanted some early morning quiet time.” Max smiled.

Tyson made a face at him and returned to rummaging through his suitcase. “Can’t find my hairbrush. Gonna use yours, Max.”

“Tyson, we have to leave with Mr. Dickinson. Why can’t you wait on the Chief? You’re already waiting on Kai.”

“But we’re hungry now and Kenny takes forever to-”

“Go without me, guys.” Kenny’s falsetto sounded from the other bed, “I’m fine here. Wake me up when you get back.”

Max appeared at the foot of his bed, “Nonsense! We can wait on you! The walk might do you good!”

“What walk?”

“Mr. Dickinson said we’d be walking to the BBC office. That way we can get some exercise and sightseeing in all at once!” Kenny groaned. He didn’t care for early morning exertion or tourism, at least not today.

“Rei, can you go ask Mr. D if we can wait for Kenny to get dressed?”
“No...” Kenny whined.

“Sure!” Rei amicably grinned. “Wake it up, Sleeping Beauty,” he poked Kenny in the side as he passed the bed on the way out the door. “He may have people he’d like you to meet and you don’t want them to see you like that!”

“Max,” Tyson materialized beside the blonde, “How much money do you have?”

“Why? You’re not getting any...”

“But I’m practically broke! Since I woke Kai up, I was gonna buy him breakfast. How mean would it be if I dragged him out of bed and made him pay?”

“If you ordered room service-”

“Then I wouldn’t have needed to wake him up!” After a few moments of arguing along this line, Tyson eventually wheedled enough from his blue-eyed boyfriend to treat Kai and himself.
“Maxie, you rock!” he threw his arms around Max’s slender frame. “Wanna be my sugar daddy?” They sat on the bed, snuggling and giggling as Kenny groggily arose and went to their tiny closet to retrieve his final dress shirt and pair of shorts. Soon after, Kai emerged from the bathroom completely ready to walk out the door.

“Tyson, did you change your mind or are we going now?” Tyson and Max blinked in amazement at Kai’s swift, caffeine-free awakening.

“Uh, yeah. Let’s go! There’s this place near the bey-stadium that Mr. D and I went to Friday. Their breakfast menu looked awesome- they have everything! Do you know what you want? I can order for you. That might be better, ‘cause I’m paying and I don’t want us to get so much that I can’t pay for it all...”

Kai sighed. This was going to be a long breakfast.

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Tyson had good taste in restaurants. Well, it was more of a diner. Hidden among the bigger, flashier venues on the block, it was warm, cozy but classy, and surprisingly busy. When they arrived, the place was bustling, and the boys wove their way to a booth near the restrooms. Kai did allow his ‘date’ to order for him, which wasn’t a bad idea- Tyson is no connoisseur, but he knows good food. Breakfast wasn’t as bad as Kai feared it would be, either; apparently Tyson mellows out in the presence of decent food.

The pair had a pleasant, rivalry-free conversation, an uncommon occurrence. They crowed over their recent victory at that weekend tournament and discussed their plans for the few weeks before their next trip, as well as random gossip Tyson picked up from various sources...

Somehow, he even managed to get a smile from Kai- a big toothy grin that lit his face and made his dark eyes twinkle. This was a truly rare phenomenon, usually reserved only for private time with Max.

“Hey, Kai. I need to use the bathroom.”

“Congrats.”

“Will you come with me?”

“No. Why?”

“Why not?”

“It’s right there and I’ll still be here when you get back. Walk the ten feet by yourself.”

“Pleeeeeease?” He leaned across their booth, his dark eyes sparkling up through his bangs as he gave Kai his sad face. The stoic young blader simply couldn’t resist Tyson’s sad face-especially not today. He’d opted to leave his trusty baseball cap at the hotel and was especially cute today, his navy hair able to play more freely across his shoulders and swing with his wild gesturing. Kai “tsk’ed” as he rose, wondering if his airhead lover had the ability to think far enough ahead to plot things.

As Tyson wished, the two walked the ten feet to the restroom together. Kai couldn’t see the devilish smirk on his companion’s face as they disappeared through the heavy wooden door. He looked on quizzically as Tyson inspected the two stalls for feet.

“Do you think this place is soundproof?” Tyson asked as he returned to the entrance and lightly rapped on the door with an index finger. Kai threw up his hands as if to say ‘How the hell should I know?’ and replied, “Why does it matter?”

“You’re a little slow this morning, aren’t you?” Tyson chuckled as he took Kai by the arm and brought him close. Realization flickered across the face of the boy with the two-toned hair as his companion pressed him against that door with his own body. Tyson wedged his knee between Kai’s and allowed his right hip to rest between Kai’s thighs. The blue-haired boy laid his hands upon Kai’s strong shoulders as he leaned in and captured his mouth in a sweet kiss. Kai’s hands found their way to Tyson’s waist as the slightly shorter boy pulled away to read his burgundy eyes. Finding nothing to discourage him, he got bolder. He pressed his parted lips against Kai’s.

Obediently, Kai parted his own lips slightly. Tyson contentedly played with the small opening, planting small kisses and delicately slipping his tongue in to greet Kai’s. The taller boy gave a small grunt and broke the kiss.

“That’s enough.”

Undeterred, Tyson took Kai’s lower lip in between his teeth and smirked. “Stop, Tyson. This isn’t the place for this.”

Tyson grazed Kai’s neck with his soft, moist lips. “Do you hear? I said down, boy.”

“You don’t want me to quit.”

“What makes you say that?” he shivered as Tyson nuzzled him softly with his nose. The blue haired boy returned to Kai’s mouth. Parting his own lips and placing them against Kai’s waiting mouth, Tyson whispered, “You’re cooperating. If you wanted me to stop, you’d be pushing me away instead of pulling me closer.”

Kai rolled his eyes at his own weakness. He sucked his breath in through his teeth as Tyson gyrated, disturbing the heated pressure that had developed between Tyson’s hip and his crotch. “Your body has betrayed you,” Tyson grinned.

Kai took a slow breath, trying to clear his head. “We need to go back to our room for this. Later. It’s too early in the day to be messing around.”

“Morning’s the best time to do it. I don’t know about you, but if I don’t wake up hungry or still tired, I wake up horny. And isn’t this exciting? The danger of being in a public place- I love it.” He wrapped his arms around Kai’s neck and began to kiss along his jawbone. The taller boy grunted and widened his stance.

“I never would’ve pegged you as a morning person. Or an exhibitionist. You’re almost as kinky as Max.” Tyson smirked as he untucked Kai’s muscle shirt and ran his hands over his sinewy chest and washboard stomach. Kai squirmed and bit his lip to suppress a moan that sounded suspiciously like a giggle as Tyson’s soft hands snaked around his sides.

“Mmm...” he bucked against Tyson’s hip, “I wish you hadn’t started something you won’t be able to finish, though.”

“Who says I can’t finish you?” He cupped Kai’s face in his hands and seized his mouth boldly, guiding his own tongue into Kai’s mouth without permission. Kai wouldn’t admit it, but he had a kink or two of his own, and it drove him wild when his boys got aggressive.

“I say you can’t,” he growled huskily. “You make too much of a mess. What if you ruin our clothes-”

“I just won’t make a mess. I can be neat when I need to be, you know,” he pressed his chest to Kai’s and leaned towards his ear, stroking the nape of his neck, “I get it all over the place because I want it everywhere. Kai, it turns me on so much when you cum in my face. I want to have it all over me- in my hair, all over my hands... There’s just something about having your scent on me,” Tyson’s eyes slid shut as he reached between himself and Kai to squeeze his package. Kai thought the blue haired boy was simply messy and/or clumsy. He was, in fact, a magnificent freak. He took Tyson’s hand from between his legs and replaced it with his thigh, grinding against the hot stiffness he found there.

“You are definitely up there with Max on the perv scale,” Kai murmured in astonishment. He moved Tyson away far enough so that he could unbutton his jeans. Kai licked his lips as he undid Tyson’s zipper, grazing him accidentally. He was rewarded with an enthusiastic ‘aahh...’, but his lover removed his hands, smiling.

“I brought you here. Let me please you.”

Tyson fell to his knees and began wrestling with Kai’s belt. Once it was undone, he had no trouble moving the pants down the slender hips. Leaving his boxers for the moment, Tyson lifted Kai’s shirt to nip at his stomach. Kai was losing it quickly, and when Tyson ran his lips along his hipbone, Kai couldn’t help but let loose the breath he had been holding, along with a throaty groan. Tyson pulled back to admire his work. Kai’s underwear was doing a pitiful job of holding back his passion. Tyson snaked a hand up one leg and squeezed Kai’s balls. Kai let his head drop onto the door behind him. Tyson was trying to get him to beg, but realizing that he would (and was about to) cum in his pants first, he decided to have mercy. He yanked the silky material, close to his own hair color, down to the normally unresponsive boy’s ankles. Kai gasped, arching as his eyes widened.

Grabbing Tyson by the hair, he purred, “Try not to make a mess.”

Kai’s manhood stood almost vertically, and it pulsed to a racing heartbeat as a droplet of pre-cum dribbled down the shaft. Tyson spread his thighs, planting a kiss upon his sac and then running his tongue along the underside of Kai’s shaft. An appreciative moan escaped from the boy with the two-toned hair when Tyson took him by the head with his teeth and massaged his tip with his tongue. Kai’s cheeks had flushed to a brilliant shade, so Tyson decided not to prolong his release for much longer. With a firm grip, he immobilized the throbbing member and slid it into his mouth. His free hand on Kai’s hip, Tyson’s head began to bob as he stroked Kai with his mouth. Soon they established a rhythm. Kai ran his fingers through Tyson’s dark hair as he succumbed to the urge to make shallow thrusts into the soft wet heat. His breath quickened with the rhythm as Tyson began to move faster. Suddenly a violent shiver wracked Kai’s frame.

Probably planning to make the moment last a bit longer, Tyson popped Kai’s manhood from his mouth. He barely had time to lick his chapped lips before Kai seized him by the hair and pulled him back, stuffing himself back into the other boy’s mouth moments before he climaxed. His face screwed into an impassioned snarl as he curled over Tyson. They remained this way, Kai cradling Tyson’s head to his groin, until the team captain caught his breath. When he straightened, Tyson let his spent member slip from his lips as he stood. True to his word, he had been very neat; not a drop of seed spilled from where it had been deposited. With a full mouth, Tyson wasted no time heading for the sink to spit.

“I don’t get you. If you like playing with it so much, why are you so afraid to swallow?” Kai’s voice was still husky with arousal.

Tyson rinsed his mouth quickly and replied, “Just because you like playing in the sand doesn’t mean you’d eat it. I just don’t like the idea of somethin’ swimming around inside me, I guess. If you were sterile, I could milk you dry.”

“Don’t jinx me. C’mere.” Tyson obeyed, jeans still hanging from his hips. His own need was straining against his underwear for attention. Kai tilted his chin upward with his fingertips and slowly kissed the blue-haired boy in a moment uncharacteristically gentle for this pair. The taste of his own semen mixed with the faint taste of blueberry syrup in his lover’s mouth.

Kai’s free hand slipped fingers into the hole in Tyson’s underpants. Tyson moaned deep in his throat as Kai caressed him in small circles. His arms wrapped loosely around Kai’s neck as his hips swayed to the slow rhythm of Kai’s massaging fingers. All of a sudden, Kai took his hand from Tyson’s sex and his tongue from his mouth, earning a whining complaint from his lover, whom he proceeded to spin around and press to the door. After quickly refastening his own pants, Kai kneeled and freed Tyson’s erection.

Instead of using his hand around the base to limit how much went into his mouth like Tyson had done, Kai simply used his tongue to block Tyson’s access to his throat. Being a louder person by nature, Tyson’s huffs and poorly suppressed groans drowned out the wet splurging sound of his rigid member pumping in and out of Kai’s pouty lips. Tyson had lifted his bottom half from the door. Gripping Kai’s hair, he was guiding the boy’s mouth along his length. Tyson thrust in and out as he lifted and lowered Kai’s head. As soon as Kai was comfortable with the rhythm, he unblocked his throat.

Tyson’s jaw dropped as nearly his entire penis was engulfed. So he wouldn’t discourage his partner from continuing to give him access to that normally off-limits area, Tyson gave up his quick, passionate pumping for slower, more sensual strokes that took advantage of the extra room. Very soon his breath became ragged and he was trembling from the effort of containing his thrusts. So Kai took over, grabbing him firmly by the hips. He took Tyson in one last time, slowly, slowly, until he was in to the hilt. His nose buried in a bush of midnight blue, Kai got such a rush from being used like this that, even with a throat full of pulsing cock, he couldn’t contain the satisfied growl that rumbled deep within his chest and pushed Tyson over the edge.

“K...kaaii,” he shakily cried; Kai recoiled a bit to keep Tyson from shooting directly into his windpipe. Tyson bit down on his finger trying to choke back the passionate cry that fought against his self-control while Kai sucked on his spurting member. Once Tyson had wilted from his big finish, Kai made a point of locking eyes with him and swallowing every drop of seed in his mouth, catching a stray drop from the corner with his finger and promptly disposing of this as well.

He rose and lapped at Tyson’s still panting mouth, “Taste yourself?”

The shorter boy nodded, “Glad you like it, but spunk just isn’t my thing. Wanna stay here or should we not press our luck?”

“Let’s pay for our stuff and go before they come looking for us,” Kai ran his fingers through his hair and began re-fixing his clothes.

“Hello? Is anyone in here?” Just then, a strong knock sounded through the heavy wooden door and the boys’ eyes snapped to each other in alarm.

A/N : I am so sorry it took so long for me to finish this chapter!! Please forgive me. *tear* The good news is I do have other ideas that I need to hurry up and post as well-- they began spilling out like *insert dirty yaoi metaphor here* and I must get them done before my stupid life gets in the way again! Don’t worry, I am thinking about you guys... and these guys...*Mwa- ha-ha-ha*