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Authoress’ Notes: Moving right along… here comes
the suspense I promised all of you!
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Don’t
own! Don’t sue! Also don’t own Resident Evil or Resident
Evil: Apocalypse, or Shrek 2 in
any way, shape or form.
Warnings: Yaoi,
language, fluffiness, etc. FF.Net
readers: if you’re looking for
the NC-17 version of this fic, go to either my
homepage (see my bio), Only TyKa Hotness, or
Mediaminer.org (FireKali).
Pairing: TyKa! Hints
of ReMa and Kenny/Hilary, too.
~ Hallowed ~
Part 04
Kai strode over to his teammate, who was sitting on a sofa in the lobby of the
hotel they were attempting to get a room at.
“Got it.” He said, dangling a key. “It’s their last room, and…”
“Finally! This is, like, the sixth hotel we’ve tried.” Tyson yawned and stood, grabbing his bag. “I just want to eat something, maybe watch a
little television, and go to sleep.”
Kai sighed. “Would you let me finish? I was trying to tell you they only had one
room and that it only has one bed. It’s
a double bed, but if you don’t mind sharing…” He informed Tyson as he led him
over to the elevators.
Behind him, Tyson’s eyes went wide
and he blushed hotly. “Uh…no. That’s okay.
As long as you don’t mind…” He replied, fighting off an urge to squeak
and hide somewhere.
Kai felt his face heat up at the
suspiciously husky tone in Tyson’s voice.
They stepped into the elevator and Kai pushed the button for their
floor. “As long as you
try really hard not to snore,
Kinomiya.”
“Hey! I don’t snore!”
“Oh yes, Tyson, you do.”
Grumbling indignantly under his
breath, Tyson followed Kai off the elevator to their room.
After dropping their stuff off,
phoning the others to let them know they were staying after all, and a short
argument about where and what they were going to eat, they left the hotel again
and walked to the Pizza Hut two blocks away.
When they got back to the room, Kai
went into the bathroom to shower and Tyson changed into his pyjamas while he
was in there. Waiting for his turn to
use the bathroom, the bluenette flicked on the TV and got totally engrossed in
an all-night horror movie marathon. He
stretched out on his stomach, clutching a pillow tightly with his eyes glued to
the television screen.
Which was how Kai
found him when he came out of the muggy, steamy bathroom in his boxers and a
black tank top with damp hair and sans face paint. He had to take a deep breath and shove back
the need to run his fingers through the now loose strands of Tyson’s silken,
blue-black hair. The brat, Kai silently admitted to
himself, really does look kind of cute
like that…Gods! Since when did I call anything ‘cute’?! What have you done to me, Tyson? He rubbed at his chest, as if he could
massage away the ache there and didn’t notice that he was staring at Tyson
without restraint, a soft, fond look crossing his face.
When he realized he’d stood there
staring for at least five minutes, Kai hook himself
out of his daze and strode over to the bed.
Tyson looked up and quickly looked
away again when he saw Kai in his boxers and tank-top. Oh my
Gods…he is way too hot to be
natural. How am I supposed to sleep
tonight with that fabulous, fantastic…sexy, muscular… He slammed a mental lid over the thoughts that
came creeping up on him.
“Bathroom’s free.” Kai said, getting
into his side of the bed and propping himself up with his pillow.
“I’ll go on the next commercial
break.” Tyson replied, not taking his
eyes off the screen.
Kai watched for about two minutes
before he asked, “What exactly are you watching?”
“Resident Evil.” Tyson said, rolling
off the bed as the commercials started up.
“It’s based on a video game series.
It’s really good. Freaky and gory, but good.”
He went into the bathroom and quickly used the facilities and brushed
his teeth before returning in time for the movie to start up again.
“Should you really be watching it
before you go to sleep, then? And after
you ate that pizza?” Kai gave him a
look. “You’ll have nightmares, you
know.”
“Nah. I’ll be fine!” Tyson waved that off, feeling quite confident
in himself on that subject. “You’re
nearly as bad as Gramps, Kai.”
“Oh really? Well, I’m only pointing it out because if you
wake me up in the middle of the night all freaked out I’ll probably smother you
with your pillow.” Kai warned. “I really
hate being woken up after I’ve gone to sleep.”
“Duly noted. Now, shhh!”
The phoenix rolled his eyes and sat
back, consigning himself to his fate of watching the rest of the movie with
Tyson since he wouldn’t be able to go to sleep with the TV on anyway.
The movie ended and Tyson shut off
the TV, yawning and stretching his arms out above his head. It made his sleep-shirt ride up, exposing his
stomach and Kai unconsciously licked his lips, though in his mind all he could
think was I didn’t know Tyson was that
muscular. He waited until Tyson had
crawled under the covers with him and settled on his side facing away from Kai
before turning off the light and trying to sleep.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Kai sat up abruptly with a harsh
gasp, his crimson eyes wide and unseeing in the moonlit darkness. Tyson, awakened by the sudden movement and
unconsciously sensing something wrong with Kai, rolled over and blinked
sleepily at him.
“What’s wrong, Kai? Kai?” He frowned and reached out to place a hand on
Kai’s shoulder, shaking him lightly.
“Hey…snap out of it, dude.”
“Huh?” Kai sucked in a deep breath and let it out
slowly, blinking in confusion for a moment.
“Shit.” Realizing he’d been
dreaming, as he usually did, of his days at the Abbey, he rubbed at his face in
embarrassment and self-annoyance.
“Nightmare?” Tyson slid out of bed and disappeared into
the bathroom for a moment. When he came
back he had a glass of water, which he pressed into Kai’s hands. “Here.
Sip slowly and take your time getting yourself back together. And don’t
tell me you’re fine, ‘cause I can see quite clearly
you’re not.”
Kai’s face darkened in embarrassment
and shame as he stared into the glass he clutched so tightly his knuckles went
white. “I’m sorry.”
“What for? Geez, Kai…everyone
has bad dreams sometimes. Nothing to be ashamed of.
It’s just the mind’s way of coping with things sometimes. And Heaven knows you’ve had a lot of crap to
deal with in your life.” Tyson rubbed
his shoulder soothingly, a little surprised that Kai hadn’t pushed him away
yet, but not daring to mention it. He must be more shook up than I thought.
“Maybe…” Kai said in such a low
voice that Tyson had to strain to hear it.
“I don’t know what triggered it this time. I guess it doesn’t matter.”
“You can tell me about it.” The dragon offered kindly. “It might make you feel better…”
“It was the Abbey.” Kai replied slowly, staring straight ahead at
the wall. “Do I have to say more?”
“No.
You don’t. Here…” Tyson plucked
the glass from Kai’s hands and set it on the table next to his side of the
bed. “Lie back down and relax, Kai. Try to go back to sleep.”
Kai did so obediently, grateful that
for once the bluenette knew enough not to push him for explanations. Besides, he was already embarrassed enough as
it was and the whole thing was terribly ironic, since he’d been warning Tyson
against having nightmares. He closed his
eyes as Tyson settled down on his side.
Then he opened them again when he felt Tyson’s fingers run through his
hair.
“Bother you?” The bluenette asked in a quiet, husky voice.
“I guess not. Just…not used
to…affectionate gestures.” Kai
sighed and closed his eyes again. He
just didn’t have the energy to protest Tyson’s actions just to protect his
pride right then and he actually was
kind of enjoying the attention.
He didn’t see the dragon’s soft
smile. “I know. Go ahead and sleep, Kai. You’re safe with me.”
“Hmm…” Kai made a noise in response
but didn’t answer further. He’d already fallen
asleep.
Tyson inched closer, careful not to
wake the troubled teen up again, and lightly pressed his lips to Kai’s. When he didn’t stir, Tyson did it again and
let his forehead rest against Kai’s, closing his eyes.
“Sweet dreams, my phoenix.” He whispered drowsily.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tyson woke up the next morning and
found Kai had already gotten up and gone off somewhere. Shrugging, he stumbled into the bathroom to
have a shower.
He was dressed and sitting on the
bed, pulling on his socks, when his wandering captain returned.
“Good. You’re up.”
Kai shut the door and kicked off his shoes, walking over to the bed and
sitting down. “You eat yet?”
“No.
Did you?”
“No.
I just went to get a newspaper.”
Kai waved it in front of himself.
“Why don’t you call up some room service, Tyson? We can’t do anything on empty stomachs.”
“Sure!” Tyson rolled to his knees and crawled up the
bed to get to the phone on the bedside table.
Kai opened his newspaper and began
reading while Tyson proceeded to order brunch since it was nearly noon anyway.
Tyson hung up the phone. It would be fifteen to twenty minutes before
their meal got to their room. Curious
about Kai’s reading material, he crawled back to the
older blader and looked over Kai’s shoulder.
“What’s so interesting in the
newspaper?” He inquired.
Kai swallowed and suppressed a
shiver. He could feel the younger blader’s body heat against his back, though they weren’t
physically touching, and Tyson smelled really, really good fresh out of the
shower. Combined with the all to recent memory of how he’d woken up that morning – tangled
in the sheets with the oblivious bluenette, spooned by Tyson’s body at his back
– Kai had to fight off a bright blush and his hormones.
“The news. Don’t you read the newspaper, Kinomiya?” He managed in a neutral sort of tone.
“Not usually. I just watch it on TV if I want. I do read the comics though!” Tyson replied cheerfully, oblivious to the
effect he was having on Kai. “Are there
comics in this paper?”
Kai looked at the index and tugged
out the section with the comic strips, handing it to the bluenette over his
shoulder. “Here. Now leave me alone, would you? I’m trying to read.”
“Thanks!” Tyson took them and sat back against the
headboard to read his favourite part of any newspaper.
Kai breathed a silent sigh of relief
and went back to his own reading.
The food soon arrived and the two bladers dug in hungrily.
When they’d finished, Tyson at back in his chair and
smiled in satisfaction.
“That hit the spot! So? What shall we do today until the trials
tonight?”
Kai shrugged. “I don’t know. We could drive around and look at the sights,
I suppose. Maybe check out that
graveyard that woman in the shop told us about.”
“Sounds like a plan to me!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Ooh! Look Kai!
The guidebook says this one is the grave of a woman who used her evil
magic to…”
Kai sighed and hid a yawn behind his
hand as he waltzed along behind Tyson.
They were walking through one of the oldest cemeteries in Salem, looking at the
graves and crypts that were described in a guidebook the bluenette had gotten
at an information centre they had come across when driving around. Kai tuned out the litany as Tyson read aloud
from the book in his hands. He was still
trying to sort everything out in his head – the night before, the conversation
in the car…it had him all confused. He
couldn’t fathom why he was still here, following the dragon around despite his
boredom.
And
why do I keep agreeing to do what he wants?
Why haven’t I told him ‘no’ and gone back to Boston yet? He asked himself, moving along with Tyson as
he went on to the next crypt and giving a short “Hn.” when he got a look that
wondered if Kai was paying attention or not.
Kai could feel a swath of heat pass over his cheeks as he remembered how
Tyson had run his fingers through Kai’s hair the night before. I
should have been shoving him away and making him sleep on the sofa but instead
I just lay there and let him. It didn’t
feel wrong…I…I liked it. I wanted more.
He leaned a hip against a gravestone
and watched Tyson walk over to inspect a plaque on the door of a huge limestone
crypt, having to crouch down to get a better look at it before consulting his
guide.
Oh,
who am I kidding? I want him, at the
very least. Kai shifted his stance
uncomfortably, the ache in the lower half of his body spreading slowly. Damn
you, Kinomiya, for being so beautiful! Outside…and inside…
Tyson stood and dusted off his pant
legs. He knew Kai was supremely bored out
of his tree, but he hadn’t complained yet – not once. Wisely, the dragon chose not to question it
and just go on like normal.
“Well, that was the last one from
this cemetery. Should we go find another
one or do you want to do something else?”
He asked, flipping through his book.
When he got no answer, he looked up.
“Kai?”
“Huh? Oh. I
don’t care. How about a movie or
something? I’m tired of walking around
all over the place.” Kai suggested,
looking away in an attempt to hide his blush and still seem casual when doing
so.
Tyson blinked in surprise, having
noted the redness of Kai’s face as well as the way he’d seemed to be staring at
Tyson behind his sunglasses, and wondered at it. “Okay!”
He readily agreed. “I’m sure we
can find something good playing. Let’s
go!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Since the movie theatre turned out
to be only a couple of blocks away from their hotel, they drove back to the
hotel and left the car there, deciding to walk the short distance.
When they reached the large, modern
building, they stood outside looking over the listings to see what was being
offered, what times, and which show they could agree on to see.
“Shrek 2 is supposed to be really funny.
The first one was.” Tyson said.
“I’m more in the mood for action, really.” Kai shook his head.
“Uh…how about Resident Evil: Apocalypse, then?”
Tyson pointed at the listing. “We’re in luck! There’s even a matinee today for it.”
“Is that, like, the sequel to that
movie we watched on TV last night? With the zombies?”
“Yep!”
“That’ll do, then.”
“Did you even like the one last
night?”
Kai shrugged. “As far as horror movies go, it was alright,
I guess.”
Tyson gave him a look. “Remind me when we get home to show you the
games on my PS2. Then maybe you’ll have
a better appreciation for the movies.”
“Whatever.”
They turned as one to go inside but
stopped in their tracks. The two bladers found themselves blocked by a wall of black-robed,
hooded people, the hoods shadowing faces so that neither Kai nor Tyson could see
who they were.
“Um…who’re these guys?” The younger teen wondered aloud, eyeing the
group warily. “And what’s with the
outfits?”
“I don’t know. Let’s just go back to the hotel, Tyson.” Kai placed a cautioning hand on Tyson’s
shoulder and they turned to go back the way they’d come, but found their way
blocked by more creepy figures. “Or not.”
“I think we could be in trouble,
Kai. What do we do?” Without realizing it, they ended up standing
back to back, each of them facing a group of the strange people.
“If we get past them, we can make a
run for it.”
“Okay…but…”
One of the figures stepped forward,
lifting a finger to point at them. In an
eerie, dark voice that sent chills down both their spines, the figure spoke.
“There they are! The evil-doers! They have used their wicked powers on the
children of Salem! Take them!”
“Wait a minute!” Tyson exclaimed hastily, eyes going wide in
shock at the accusation and beginning to get a little scared.
“I don’t know what’s going on, but
we didn’t do anything. Don’t force us
into a corner, people. I guarantee you
won’t like it.” Kai gave the group that
warning but was summarily ignored.
Frowning, he glanced over his shoulder at Tyson. “We have a problem, Kinomiya.”
“Duh. What do we…ack!” He was cut off
as the group he was facing leapt forward and tackled him to the ground.
“Tyson!” Kai whirled, intending to help the dragon but
it was a mistake because he had to turn his back on the rest of the group. They got to him before he could get to his fallen
teammate, who he noticed was already out for the
count.
Then someone slapped a damp cloth
over his mouth and nose that smelled heavily of almonds, a sickeningly thick
scent that he was forced to breathe in.
He tried to struggle, but found his limbs were just so heavy and
immobile…
And then the world went blank.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tyson dreamed.
In his dream, he could see a group
of darkly-clothed figures without faces, chasing him through the streets of an
unfamiliar town that looked like a scene from a movie set in colonial
times. At his side, also running away
from the figures, was Kai. They kept trying to run away, but everywhere
they went they would run into more spooky people.
And then the people became zombies,
mindless creatures that just wouldn’t stop coming after them no matter how hard
Tyson and Kai fought them off. At one
point, Tyson watched in horror as Kai was dragged down to the ground and the
zombies began to feed…
“Ah!
NO! KAI!” Tyson sat up abruptly with a shout, breathing
hard and heart pounding, his pulse beating erratically in his ears like a drum.
“Tyson! Hey…” Kai’s voice penetrated the weird fog in
his mind and he looked in the direction the sound had come from, trying to
focus on it. “Kinomiya, I’m right here. Are you okay?”
“Huh? Kai…what happened?” Tyson blinked and groaned, suddenly feeling
like he was going to be rather sick. His
head hurt like hell, too. “Oh Gods…I
feel awful.”
“I know. I did, too, when I came to.” Kai gave him a sympathetic look and came over
to sit next to him on the floor of…wherever it was they were. “Put your head between your knees and take
slow, shallow breaths through your mouth.
It’ll pass.” He instructed,
laying a hand on Tyson’s shoulder and rubbing in an attempt to soothe.
“Why do I feel like losing my
lunch? And what happened, Kai? Where are we?” Tyson asked, doing as he was told and closing
his eyes as he fought off the nausea.
“It’s the chloroform making you
ill. They used it on those cloths and
made us breathe it in to knock us unconscious.”
Kai responded matter-of-factly.
“But I’m sorry to say I still haven’t figured out what’s going on or
exactly where we are. All I can see is
that we’re in a storage room that appears to be in a basement somewhere. The door’s made of thick steel and locked,
there’s only one window – barred – that we wouldn’t fit through anyway.”
“Great.” Tyson raised his head slowly, beginning to
feel better but still a little shaky.
Then he thought of something else and began patting his pockets
frantically. “Wait! Dragoon!?”
“Here.” Kai pulled Tyson’s blade and launcher from
his jacket pocket and laid them in his hands.
“They left our stuff on that crate over there. Either they don’t think out blades are a
threat and can be used as weapons…or they’re just stupid. Or both.” Kai’s smile was a little scary, but Tyson
found that for once, he didn’t really mind.
“Well, that’s a relief.” The bluenette heaved a sigh and clutched his
blade firmly in his fist. “I’d be
totally lost without Dragoon, I think.”
Kai reclined against the wall,
folding his hands behind his head. “I
know I would be without Dranzer.” He
agreed. “But we need to think of a way
out of here. I don’t know about you, but
I’d rather not be around to find out what they plan on doing with us.”
“Ditto. But what can we do? The window’s not an option, you said, and the
door is too much for us to break down with our blades, right?”
“Yeah. Well…” Kai got a thoughtful look on his face. “I think it would be too much on my own but
maybe, if we used Dranzer and Dragoon together…”
“It could work.” Tyson looked at him eagerly. “Let’s try it, at least!”
They got up and set their blades to
their launchers with dual ‘clicks’ of sound.
They could barely see the outline of the door in the darkness of the
crowded basement room, but it was enough to know where to aim.
“Let it rip!” They chorused, launching directly at the
door.
“Dranzer! Blazing Gig Tempest!”
“Dragoon! Galaxy Storm!”
There was a thunderous clan as their
blades collided with the steel door and their bit-beasts came out and went to
work. Ducking and covering their heads,
they waited as the door suddenly fell with a crash and dust and smoke filled
the air.
Coughing, Tyson stood up and looked
at the open doorway. “Alright! Look, Kai!
It worked!” In his excitement, he
glomped onto his captain and hugged him hard,
planting a sort of sloppy kiss on Kai’s mouth before he realized what he was
doing.
Kai’s eyes went very, very wide and
he went very, very red, blushing from the roots of his hair right down his neck
and under his scarf and clothes.
“T…Tyson…” He stammered, then looked away hastily (but not before Tyson
saw what appeared to be a flash of pleasure and longing in his crimson eyes)
and went to pick up their blades, tossing Dragoon to the bluenette. Clearing his throat, he said gruffly, “Let’s
get out of here before someone comes to investigate.”
“Yeah. Right!” Tyson was blushing madly, too, silently
kicking himself for being a complete moron for kissing Kai. He hurried
after the phoenix, and soon discovered the door led to the outside world up a
set of concrete stairs.
They found themselves out in an
alley between two buildings. Kai looked
one way, then the other and frowned.
“Which way?”
“I don’t know. We don’t even know where we are or how long
we’ve been in there.” Tyson pointed at
the blown-out door over his shoulder. “Let’s
follow this alley farther in. We’d be
more likely to be spotted if we go out front, right.”
“Probably.” Kai set his blade to his launcher once more,
in preparation. “Just
in case.” He said at Tyson’s
raised eyebrow. Tyson didn’t really have
anything to say to that so he simply followed Kai at a slow jog.
They reached the end of the alley
and peered around the corners. The
street was virtually empty, and Kai vaguely recognized the street itself. There were only a few cars parked near a
restaurant and on occasion one would drive past.
“Well, the good news is we’re still
in Salem.” Kai said in a low voice. “The bad news is we’re clear across town from
the hotel, and I left my cell phone there.
We’ll have to walk and be sneaky about it.”
Tyson nodded and together they left
the alley, walking along the sidewalk and trying to look inconspicuous.
After a few moments of silence, Kai
couldn’t stand it anymore and shoved his hands in his pockets with a scowl that
was directed at himself when he blushed again. Continuing to walk, he asked, “What was
that? Back there…”
His teammate
started and turned a little pink, not looking at him. “I…it just sort of happened. I don’t know what I was thinking. I’m sorry, Kai! I promise it won’t happen again! I…do you hate me?” Tyson asked in a small voice, slowing to a
stop and kicking at a pebble while staring at the ground.
Kai stared at him in surprise. Hate
him? When he gave me something I’ve
wanted from him for a long time now? Of
course he doesn’t know that, but
still… “No. I don’t hate you.” Kai assured him, leaning against a lamppost
and folding his arms over his chest.
Tyson’s head snapped up and he grinned a huge
ridiculously relieved smile. “Like I
said, Kinomiya, I’m just not used to displays of affection. Especially if they’re
directed at me.”
“Well, I’m still sorry…”
“Forget it.”
“Hey! There they are!” A shout rang out and the two bladers straightened, taking one quick look in the
direction they’d come before turning and running. “Hey!
Wait!”
“Damn it! We have to lose them somehow!” Tyson panted, running alongside his captain.
“Maybe in there.” Kai pointed ahead of them and to their
left. “I recognize that cemetery.”
“We were here earlier today.” Tyson nodded.
“It’s the one with all the crypts – perfect place to hide and ditch the
freaks.”
“Hurry!”
They crossed the street and climbed
over the huge iron gates that were locked and chained shut. Once inside, with the angry shouts and
exclamations of their pursuers following them, they ran deep inside the
cemetery and weaved in and out of the paths among the stone crypts.
Kai stopped and crouched down beside
a headstone, motioning for Tyson to do the same. “Listen.”
He whispered.
The two teens could hear the echoing
clang of the iron gates as they were opened by their pursuers. “We have to hide, Kai.” Tyson whispered urgently, tugging on the
phoenix’s jacket sleeve.
“I know. Come on.
They’re coming this way.” Kai
grabbed Tyson’s hand and pulled him along, until he found a small clump of
bushes. Ducking down behind them, they
waited in silence, being very careful not to move and alert their pursuers to
their location as a group of them walked by with flash lights, searching the
area for the escaped teens.
When they’d passed, Tyson stood and
dusted himself off. “We’d better go. Maybe we can sneak out the front while
they’re searching for us in here.”
“Let’s take a different exit.” Kai shook his head. “No doubt they’ve left guards at the front
gates.”
“Oh.
Should have thought of that myself.” Tyson gave him a sheepish look. “Okay.”
They jogged stealthily along through
the underbrush and bushes. As they
neared the far end of the cemetery, Tyson tripped on a partially hidden log and
knocked Kai over as he fell.
Unfortunately, they were also at the edge of an embankment of a steep
hill that led down to a stream.
“Oof! AH!”
Tyson gave a muffled cry as they rolled down the hill. When they came to a stop, just barely missing
the stream of cold, muddy water, Tyson was mostly on top of Kai, chest to
chest, their noses brushing and their harsh breaths mingling in the cool autumn
night air. The bluenette stared down
into burning russet eyes and felt himself get lost in
them.
Kai stared back, ignoring the object
poking him in the back that was really uncomfortable, in favour of enjoying the
feeling of the dragon’s lithe, muscular body pressed against his own with
nothing but the layers of their clothes between them. With no way to hide his body’s reaction, Kai
didn’t bother trying to hide his enjoyment of their current position from
Tyson, letting him see the quiet need in his eyes.
Tyson saw it, and shifted
uncomfortably when he felt his pants suddenly become a little too tight. Kai let out a tiny noise that sounded
suspiciously like a whimper and Tyson sucked in a breath, going very, very
still.
“Kai…”
“Kinomiya…Tyson…” Kai said his name huskily, his eyes darkening quickly under
Tyson’s gaze.” Either get the hell off
of me or kiss me. Don’t tease…”
With a low sound, Tyson dipped his
head and pressed his mouth to Kai’s ,eyes sliding
closed immediately as heat spread along his skin from just that simple
contact. He felt Kai’s arms slide around
the middle of his back and around his waist and the bluenette groaned, parting
his lips and tentatively letting his tongue touch Kai’s lips in a silent demand
for entrance. The phoenix complied and
Tyson made a noise of approval, his tongue seeking out its counterpart and
doing his best to make Kai’s come out to play.
Their first kiss turned passionate
and primal, a short battle for supremacy ending with Tyson the winner – not
that Kai minded much. It felt good – no right – to be the submissive one, to
give himself to Tyson like this and not have to worry about always being in
control and what anyone else wanted of him because here and now, in the
dragon’s arms, he realized he was as free as he’d ever been. And in the pleasure he was receiving Kai
could also feel the trust and affection Tyson had for his captain. It was a little staggering for Kai to realize
that he’d been wanting this for so long and that he hadn’t had the courage to do anything about it,
let alone admit it to even himself.
Tyson broke the kiss eventually,
when the need for air became too hard to ignore. Panting, he stared into dazed,
pleasure-filled crimson orbs and couldn’t help smirking with proud satisfaction
because he had put that look in Kai’s
eyes.
“I have wanted to do that for a
ridiculously long time.” He murmured,
brushing his lips across Kai’s eyelids as they fluttered closed, then across
his nose, his cheeks, and again pressing a kiss to Kai’s mouth. “Kai…”
“I…” Kai had to stop and clear his
throat to get rid of the raspy quality to it, moving his hands to run them up
and down Tyson’s arms on either side of him.
“I had no idea. When did you…”
He was cut off by Tyson putting a
finger over his lips and shushing him.
“Quiet. I think someone’s
coming.” He whispered, rolling off Kai
and getting up. Kai got to his feet
swiftly and together they managed to climb back up the embankment.
Just as they reached the top, the
beam of a flashlight landed on them and a shout of “Hey you! Stop!” had them on the run once more.
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Authoress’ Endnotes:
Phew! ^____^ Part 04 is complete! Like?
Hate? Did I earn that ‘suspense’ category? There’s more coming
soon… Please R/R!!!!
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