Kitty In The Middle
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Beyblade › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
Chapters:
15
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5,015
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41
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In the Dining Hall
heya! thx for all the updates y'all!!! XD update is on!!! ENJOY!!!
Dicslaimer: see chap 1. i do not want to repeat was hurts... truth always hurts...
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Chapter VII
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//… heat. Silky, tight, wet, warm, heated skin; that was all he could feel. Hands caressing his most sensitive skin, smooth thihgs, gentle fingers, hot breaths, a moist tongue, swift fingers, long, silky, smooth, black hair, golden eyes--//
DRIIIIIIIIIINNNGGG!!!
//… an alarm clock…//
AN ALARM CLOCK?!
‘What did that have to do with my wet dream about Rei?’ Kai asked himself, after dropping rather unceremoniously off his bed at the shrill cry of the now-unwanted time indicator, ending with a big bump on his head (now looking like a swollen mushroom).
Kai sighed sadly at the memory of Drigger’s threat to his modesty (not really actually… proof: his fourth birthday. No comment. Later, promise >.^); and that was only yesterday… he sooooooooooo wanted to cry…
Kai walked towards the Dining hall, his clothed rumpled and eye bags hanging rather obviously from lack of sleep (which is practically impossible: it was noon already); as he stopped in front of the door, he noticed how his ‘Rei-Rivals’, as he so nicely put it, looked almost exactly as he did (he was the hottest, of course n_n). They other two had they same things on their minds… They were alike in so many ways…
WAIT!!! That means…!!!
“HOW DARE YOU WET-DREAM ABOUT MY REI-REI??!”
What followed afterwards? A nice, gentle tumble between friends. Yeah, right…
***
Drigger woke up groggily, something warm and cuddly in his arms, cooing, and a hard thing poking at his posterior. A long, hard thing. Drigger gently made sure that Rei was lying on the bed he now shared (he pushed gently), finding the basket too *suspicious* (who wouldn’t after all the *ahem* *adult* accessories in there? Not me! *looks innocent*), and kicked his foot backwards, and heard a loud “OW!!!”. Now why wasn’t he surprised?
“Falborg, what were you doing behind me?” asked Drigger as he turned around to face the falcon Pet that lay, with a big mark on the now-very-swollen jaw, on the floor, clutching said jaw. “I thought you slept on the other side of this part of the glasshouse? And that’s, like, how many meters from here? 12? Psshh.”
“Not my fault!!!” complained the other Pet, pouting very cutely (although Drigger won’t admit it n_n) “you were making weird noises an’ you were cuddlin’ with that other kitty an’ I thought it wasn’ fair an’ I—”
“—thought that he could just jump in bed with you just like that.”
“Thank you oh so very much for interrupting me, Dranzer. Very nice of you. Jackass.”
“You’re welcome. You should have seen him, Drig, you kept pushing, punchin, kicking, thumping him off, and every time he would crawl back. That was funny!”
“Shut up. I wasn’ the only one! You and Wolfborg were there too!”
“’Afff noh troo!!!” (That’s not true!!!) interjected a voice from underneath the bed. Three guesses who that was.
“See? What did I tell you?”
Dranzer felt his eyebrow twitch at both their statements, dived from under the bed (where he *coincidently* was sleeping) onto Falborg, followed by Wolfborg, and all three started to strangle the hell out of each other. (A/N: What can I say? Like beyblader, like bit beast! XD)
Shaking his head, Drigger turned back to face Rei, and after checking the time shortly, shook him gently.
“Rei-Rei, wake up kitten, it’s already noon, you should eat something. Koneko?” (kitten)
“Nnng…” Rei gave out a slight moan, before stretching his arms above his head and his legs and toes; he then sat up, shook his head in a very cute way (when isn’t he cute? I mean really!) and peered at the older feline through half-lidded eyes that would make our three perverts (the ones currently fighting in front of the Dining hall) instantly die of severe blood- and other fluids’-loss. Really really.
Sensing that Rei was still half asleep, Drigger picked him up and carried him to a separate room in the glass house, where he could dress him properly and not have him run around in some frock that nearly killed their food source (aka the Hiwataris); he settled him down before he opened the closet, only to find half of the clothing there piled up instead of neatly stacked. That ticked him.
Bending down to pick up the clothing that lay around, he felt six pair of small, sharp pointy things at his buttocks. Both of them. That ticked him more. He dropped the pieced of cloth in his hands, turned around to see the three useless dick heads cowering, looked down at his arse to find six pairs of holes that were, coincidently, in the place were canines were supposed to be were he bitten there, and let out an aura of Total Destruction (that he would later on teach Rei for self-defence), followed by something very unexpected…
“If. Any. Of. You. Do. That. Again. I will personally make sure that Doctor Voltaire will castrate you as planned years ago. Comprende?”
Ouch. That really hurt. That threat wasn’t used since forever. And knowing Drigger, he would fulfil that threat. Little did HE know that he *himself* wouldn’t allow that if he wanted to get laid by some people who won’t cum until *after* they got in him and him to climax, and not before that at the very sight of him. Ooo what a bad boy! XD
After he got Rei dressed in a very suitable frock (a sort of tunic thing, with a *rather* low V-cut that showed a nice portion of his chest, tights and soft leather boots), the best he could find in the proper-clothing-deprived closet, Drig led him by the hand to the Dining hall, both of them followed by the Trio (who forgot the earlier events because of the enticing ass presented before them). Then it happened. They saw the only thing that was to be expected from a bunch of hormone driven *men*.
They heard three voices scream: “HOW DARE YOU WET-DREAM ABOUT MY REI-REI??!”
… and they saw the three hot MEN turned into three annoying BOYS fighting for their favourite candy (which was actually true in some way… *smile*), rolling around in an imaginary cloud of dust, fists going in every direction, cries of war echoing (figuratively), thrashing and pushing from every direction… all that for a kitty who asked:
“Hey, guys, what’s a wet dream?”
That’s when all the commotion stopped. The doors of the Dining hall opened, revealing a very impressive room, a U shaped table with silver cutlery, foods of all kinds towering on the plates, silk table cloths, and…
…a freakily big nose at the head of the table. I mean, Doctor Voltaire was at the head of the table, with a freaky pink fluffy chair on his right (Emily left her hanging in the lab. Really.), a starry-eyed idiot on his left (Doris), next to whom sits a very disappointed girl with huge spectacles. Voltaire was poking at his spaghetti with a suspicious thing that looked like some fork you found in a cereal box for 2 year olds, Doris was twirling his fork while staring starry-eyed at the nose (I have no idea what he sees in that nose, nor do I wanna know…), the pink fluffy chair was still empty, and Emily looked like she wanted to dunk her head on the table real hard. Who wouldn’t with *that* company.
When Rei took his seat (on the chair nearest to the exit, Drigger insisted) and started to pick on the food before him, Voltaire screamed: “MY KITTY!!! THERE YOU ARE!!!” immediately taken over by Boris’: “WHAT A BEAUTIFUL VOICE!!!” continued by Emily's: “Oh, brother…”, terminating with a loud “BONK”, emanating from the attempted lounge of Voltaire, who did said lounge but was restrained by the elastic rubber seat belt he was forced into by Emily for safety precautions (thank God for Emily, what would we do without her?).
Drigger took his seat next to Rei, serving himself food on his plate, when he noticed three shadows behind him creeping towards Rei’s butt.
“Drig, where are you going?” asked Dranzer.
“I’m going to remove their heads.”
“Which one?”
“The one they currently think with.”
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five pages... almost... i am dead... well, enjoy! R/R plse!!! *shows rei-cute-eyes and kai-death-glare*
Dicslaimer: see chap 1. i do not want to repeat was hurts... truth always hurts...
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Chapter VII
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//… heat. Silky, tight, wet, warm, heated skin; that was all he could feel. Hands caressing his most sensitive skin, smooth thihgs, gentle fingers, hot breaths, a moist tongue, swift fingers, long, silky, smooth, black hair, golden eyes--//
DRIIIIIIIIIINNNGGG!!!
//… an alarm clock…//
AN ALARM CLOCK?!
‘What did that have to do with my wet dream about Rei?’ Kai asked himself, after dropping rather unceremoniously off his bed at the shrill cry of the now-unwanted time indicator, ending with a big bump on his head (now looking like a swollen mushroom).
Kai sighed sadly at the memory of Drigger’s threat to his modesty (not really actually… proof: his fourth birthday. No comment. Later, promise >.^); and that was only yesterday… he sooooooooooo wanted to cry…
Kai walked towards the Dining hall, his clothed rumpled and eye bags hanging rather obviously from lack of sleep (which is practically impossible: it was noon already); as he stopped in front of the door, he noticed how his ‘Rei-Rivals’, as he so nicely put it, looked almost exactly as he did (he was the hottest, of course n_n). They other two had they same things on their minds… They were alike in so many ways…
WAIT!!! That means…!!!
“HOW DARE YOU WET-DREAM ABOUT MY REI-REI??!”
What followed afterwards? A nice, gentle tumble between friends. Yeah, right…
***
Drigger woke up groggily, something warm and cuddly in his arms, cooing, and a hard thing poking at his posterior. A long, hard thing. Drigger gently made sure that Rei was lying on the bed he now shared (he pushed gently), finding the basket too *suspicious* (who wouldn’t after all the *ahem* *adult* accessories in there? Not me! *looks innocent*), and kicked his foot backwards, and heard a loud “OW!!!”. Now why wasn’t he surprised?
“Falborg, what were you doing behind me?” asked Drigger as he turned around to face the falcon Pet that lay, with a big mark on the now-very-swollen jaw, on the floor, clutching said jaw. “I thought you slept on the other side of this part of the glasshouse? And that’s, like, how many meters from here? 12? Psshh.”
“Not my fault!!!” complained the other Pet, pouting very cutely (although Drigger won’t admit it n_n) “you were making weird noises an’ you were cuddlin’ with that other kitty an’ I thought it wasn’ fair an’ I—”
“—thought that he could just jump in bed with you just like that.”
“Thank you oh so very much for interrupting me, Dranzer. Very nice of you. Jackass.”
“You’re welcome. You should have seen him, Drig, you kept pushing, punchin, kicking, thumping him off, and every time he would crawl back. That was funny!”
“Shut up. I wasn’ the only one! You and Wolfborg were there too!”
“’Afff noh troo!!!” (That’s not true!!!) interjected a voice from underneath the bed. Three guesses who that was.
“See? What did I tell you?”
Dranzer felt his eyebrow twitch at both their statements, dived from under the bed (where he *coincidently* was sleeping) onto Falborg, followed by Wolfborg, and all three started to strangle the hell out of each other. (A/N: What can I say? Like beyblader, like bit beast! XD)
Shaking his head, Drigger turned back to face Rei, and after checking the time shortly, shook him gently.
“Rei-Rei, wake up kitten, it’s already noon, you should eat something. Koneko?” (kitten)
“Nnng…” Rei gave out a slight moan, before stretching his arms above his head and his legs and toes; he then sat up, shook his head in a very cute way (when isn’t he cute? I mean really!) and peered at the older feline through half-lidded eyes that would make our three perverts (the ones currently fighting in front of the Dining hall) instantly die of severe blood- and other fluids’-loss. Really really.
Sensing that Rei was still half asleep, Drigger picked him up and carried him to a separate room in the glass house, where he could dress him properly and not have him run around in some frock that nearly killed their food source (aka the Hiwataris); he settled him down before he opened the closet, only to find half of the clothing there piled up instead of neatly stacked. That ticked him.
Bending down to pick up the clothing that lay around, he felt six pair of small, sharp pointy things at his buttocks. Both of them. That ticked him more. He dropped the pieced of cloth in his hands, turned around to see the three useless dick heads cowering, looked down at his arse to find six pairs of holes that were, coincidently, in the place were canines were supposed to be were he bitten there, and let out an aura of Total Destruction (that he would later on teach Rei for self-defence), followed by something very unexpected…
“If. Any. Of. You. Do. That. Again. I will personally make sure that Doctor Voltaire will castrate you as planned years ago. Comprende?”
Ouch. That really hurt. That threat wasn’t used since forever. And knowing Drigger, he would fulfil that threat. Little did HE know that he *himself* wouldn’t allow that if he wanted to get laid by some people who won’t cum until *after* they got in him and him to climax, and not before that at the very sight of him. Ooo what a bad boy! XD
After he got Rei dressed in a very suitable frock (a sort of tunic thing, with a *rather* low V-cut that showed a nice portion of his chest, tights and soft leather boots), the best he could find in the proper-clothing-deprived closet, Drig led him by the hand to the Dining hall, both of them followed by the Trio (who forgot the earlier events because of the enticing ass presented before them). Then it happened. They saw the only thing that was to be expected from a bunch of hormone driven *men*.
They heard three voices scream: “HOW DARE YOU WET-DREAM ABOUT MY REI-REI??!”
… and they saw the three hot MEN turned into three annoying BOYS fighting for their favourite candy (which was actually true in some way… *smile*), rolling around in an imaginary cloud of dust, fists going in every direction, cries of war echoing (figuratively), thrashing and pushing from every direction… all that for a kitty who asked:
“Hey, guys, what’s a wet dream?”
That’s when all the commotion stopped. The doors of the Dining hall opened, revealing a very impressive room, a U shaped table with silver cutlery, foods of all kinds towering on the plates, silk table cloths, and…
…a freakily big nose at the head of the table. I mean, Doctor Voltaire was at the head of the table, with a freaky pink fluffy chair on his right (Emily left her hanging in the lab. Really.), a starry-eyed idiot on his left (Doris), next to whom sits a very disappointed girl with huge spectacles. Voltaire was poking at his spaghetti with a suspicious thing that looked like some fork you found in a cereal box for 2 year olds, Doris was twirling his fork while staring starry-eyed at the nose (I have no idea what he sees in that nose, nor do I wanna know…), the pink fluffy chair was still empty, and Emily looked like she wanted to dunk her head on the table real hard. Who wouldn’t with *that* company.
When Rei took his seat (on the chair nearest to the exit, Drigger insisted) and started to pick on the food before him, Voltaire screamed: “MY KITTY!!! THERE YOU ARE!!!” immediately taken over by Boris’: “WHAT A BEAUTIFUL VOICE!!!” continued by Emily's: “Oh, brother…”, terminating with a loud “BONK”, emanating from the attempted lounge of Voltaire, who did said lounge but was restrained by the elastic rubber seat belt he was forced into by Emily for safety precautions (thank God for Emily, what would we do without her?).
Drigger took his seat next to Rei, serving himself food on his plate, when he noticed three shadows behind him creeping towards Rei’s butt.
“Drig, where are you going?” asked Dranzer.
“I’m going to remove their heads.”
“Which one?”
“The one they currently think with.”
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five pages... almost... i am dead... well, enjoy! R/R plse!!! *shows rei-cute-eyes and kai-death-glare*