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Christmas Cheer	By : Kali Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2684 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Christmas Cheer
- 1
Authoress’ Notes: This
ficlet is for Ranma! Only, always, ever
Ranma! ^__^

Disclaimer: Don’t
own! Have some Christmas spirit and
don’t sue!

Warnings: Yaoi,
language, lemony content, etc.

Pair: TyKa!!

~
Christmas Cheer
~

Tyson studied the recipe book in
front of himself. “ ‘Spiked Hot
Chocolate.’” he read aloud, Wonder what
that’s like? The bluenette frowned
thoughtfully and decided that for the Christmas party, for something different
and new, this beverage would do just fine.

Kai, sitting at the counter on a
stool and scouring the newspaper, glanced up at his lover. “What was that?” He asked, not sure he’d heard Tyson
correctly.

“Spiked hot chocolate.” Came the reply. “For the Christmas party.”

“Oh.” The crimson-eyed blader put his newspaper
aside. “Is that what we got stuck making
for that?”

“We?” Tyson raised an eyebrow at him. “You mean me.
The day you voluntarily make something for one of our team parties, I’ll
eat my hat.”

“Whatever. Same thing if you make it than if I did.”

Tyson rolled his eyes and went back
to making a shopping list. “You’re just
lucky Gramps taught me how to cook or we’d be starving.”

“No we wouldn’t. That’s what take-out is for.”

“Geez…”

An hour later, Tyson came back from
his shopping excursion. He was pretty
sure he had everything, and he’d picked up a few extras, too. Kai, now lounging in the living room of their
shared apartment on the couch, snickered at the CRASH that came from the
kitchen as Tyson lost his grip on a shopping bag and cans rolled out onto the
floor.

“Trip over your two left feet
again?” He called.

“Shut up, lover. You could give me a hand here, you know.”

“And lose the chance at some free
entertainment? Not likely.”

“Kai-i!” Tyson whined.

“Oh for crying out loud…” Kai got up
and wandered into the kitchen. “What do
you want me to do?”

“You could get me the mixing bowl
and whatnot that I’ll need…”

Kai sighed and proceeded to do that,
while Tyson put away his purchases and left out the ingredients to the drink
for the party. “Why are you making it
now if the party’s not until tomorrow night?”

“Because then I’ll know if it’ll
work or not and whether I’ll have to come up with something else.” Tyson replied. “Now, let’s see here…oh, thanks Kai.” He said gratefully when the older man handed
him the recipe book.

Kai moved out of the way, taking a
seat at the counter again. He didn’t
know why, but watching Tyson in the kitchen always fascinated him for some
reason. Tyson bent down to dig through a
bottom cupboard and Kai licked his lips.
Oh yeah, that’s why… the view’s
fantastic. He gave a mental groan as
the material of Tyson’s jeans stretched slightly over that deliciously tight
butt.

Tyson went about melting the
chocolate pieces that the recipe had called for over the stove in a
double-broiler saucepan. Then he added
in the milk and the vanilla flavouring, mixing it up. That done, he suddenly had a wicked idea, and
turned to Kai to ask in a nonchalant voice, “Would you get the mugs for me,
Kai?”

Kai rolled his eyes and got out two
mugs, not suspecting a thing. While he
did that, Tyson quickly poured in the Kahlua and put the bottle away before Kai
saw it.

“This is just a test batch,
Kai. If we like it, then I’ll take the
ingredients to Max’s tomorrow and whip up the party batch.” The bluenette reasoned. He gave his lover a sly grin. “You’re not afraid to taste-test this, are
you? Did you have somewhere important to
be?”

Kai snorted. “Of course not.” He gave Tyson a mock-scowl, knowing that
Tyson knew he had a weakness for chocolate.
“I wasn’t planning on going
anywhere tonight.”

“Good! Since it’s currently blizzarding outside
anyway…” Tyson gestured at the living room window, where the curtains were
still partly open to the view outdoors.
In the lamplight of the street outside, there was an unusual amount of
fluffy snowflakes being blown around wildly.
“I’d worry.”

“You’re tasting it, too, Kinomiya.” Kai said, beginning to get just a little bit
suspicious of the all too innocent look on his dragon’s face.

Tyson shrugged and poured the hot
chocolate into the mugs then got out the bottle of whipping cream and squirted
a healthy dollop on top the liquid.
“There. Cheers!” He grinned, lifting his mug in a toast and
sipping carefully. Kai took a cautious
sip – not just because it was hot but because he wasn’t sure how it would
taste. He was pleasantly surprised when
it didn’t taste all that bad.

“Not bad.” He murmured, taking another sip. Tyson smiled to himself and accidentally
stuck his nose right into the whipped cream topping, pulling back with a small
laugh.

“Oops! Heh…this is fun to try and drink!” The younger blader tried licking the white
stuff away but couldn’t. Kai was
watching him, desire burning bright in his eyes, and leaned across the counter
to flick his tongue across Tyson’s nose, cleaning the whipped cream away in one
swipe. “Uh…thanks.” Tyson’s managed to say, slightly surprised.

“Wouldn’t want to waste it, would
we?” Kai purred suggestively, and Tyson
swore his eyes crossed. Kai always could
do that to him – with nothing more than a word, gesture, or look, the phoenix
could invoke such passion in Tyson it sometimes overwhelmed, but was never
unwelcome. Tyson thoroughly enjoyed it,
in fact.

“Kai?”

“Hn?”

“Finish that, would you?”

Kai smirked and took another drink
of his hot chocolate, watching Tyson with half-lidded eyes as he neatly drank
down the rest of his own mug-full of hot chocolate. He didn’t know why, but the drink had settled
into his stomach and he was beginning to feel a pleasant warmth spreading over
his whole body. When he’d finished his
drink, Tyson waited impatiently for Kai to finish his and grabbed his hand,
pulling him toward himself and leaning up to kiss Kai firmly on the lips.

“Hmm… Kai…” He let out a soft moan
as Kai’s hands slid up to cup his butt in both hands and squeezed. Tyson pulled off his hat and flung it aside,
pressing his mouth harder to Kai’s and let his fingers slide into the
slate-blue strands of his hair, holding his head in place while he let his
tongue slide teasingly over Kai’s lips, tasting of whipped cream, chocolate,
Kahlua, and most deliciously of Kai himself.
Of course, Kai was thinking pretty much the same thing and savouring the
familiar, yet no less intoxicating taste of Tyson as his own tongue came out to
duel with the dragon’s.

When they couldn’t keep on kissing
without oxygen for longer, they broke away slightly, panting. Kai made a possessive growling sound and
hoisted Tyson up, burying his face in the curve of the bluenette’s neck and
carrying him to the kitchen table. He
missed seeing Tyson’s midnight blue eyes go wide for a moment then squeeze shut
in helpless pleasure as Kai set him down on the table’s surface and worked the
red turtleneck shirt out of the bluenette’s pants and off over his head. The phoenix’s hands ghosted over creamy skin
and found the two hardened nubs of Tyson’s nipples, teasing them into even
harder, more prominent buds to the sound of Tyson’s whimpering moans. Gods, he loved those noises.

Tyson, not about to let Kai go
without reciprocated pleasure – and getting really impatient, too – simply tore
the buttoned shirt Kai wore right down the middle, buttons popping off and
disappearing at the force of the movement.
He shoved the shirt off Kai’s shoulders and it landed on the floor in a
heap as his hands ran urgently up Kai’s chest, stopping to rub against Kai’s
defined muscular chest and then around his sides to slip down under the
waistband of his slacks. The dragon
heard a groan and sucked in a hasty breath just before Kai’s mouth captured his
again and the phoenix’s tongue plunged into his mouth with an insistent
stroking against Tyson’s tongue, a mimicry of what was to come. Tyson made a deep noise in his throat of pure
pleasure and couldn’t help his fingers digging into the firm flesh of Kai’s
butt under the cotton material of his pants.

Loosing his patience at a rapid
rate, Kai tore his mouth from Tyson’s and nudged his legs apart, steeping
between them and going to work on the younger blader’s belt, button, and
zipper. He roughly tugged the denim off
his lover and dropped them on the floor then yanked off Tyson’s boxers, eyes
seeming to glow with a lustful fire.
Tyson mewled and with a sexy little pout, sat up a little to tug off
Kai’s belt and carefully work the zipper down over the large bulge in the
material of his slacks. “You’re wearing
too many clothes, lover.” He complained,
helping Kai to shove the pants and Kai’s briefs off his hips and down to pool
on the floor. Tyson leaned up and gave
Kai a hot, open-mouthed kiss, his arms curling around Kai’s middle and pulling
his body closer to stand between his legs, which he lifted and wrapped around
Kai’s hips. Kai muttered something
unintelligible into the kiss and grasped Tyson’s hips firmly in his larger,
paler hands, bringing their hard as stone cocks into direct contact, rubbing
slickly against each other. Both let out
cries and their bodies seemed to have minds of their own, moving together and
lower bodies grinding into one another suggestively.

“Uhn…fuck, Tyson!” Kai swore, something he only seemed to do in
passionate moments – sex or extreme anger – and pressed Tyson back against the
tabletop, planting hard but reverent kisses to the dragon’s neck and nibbling
on the sweat-slicked skin, earning gasps and moans from his willing lover. The harsh, raspy tone and the expletive only
served to turn the dragon on even more, as it usually did, and Tyson’s fingers
dove into Kai’s hair, urging him to continue downward. Kai growled in warning and bit down gently
just near Tyson’s collarbone, marking him.
“Mine.” He purred, and Tyson
shuddered at the possessive quality of his voice, underneath the passion.

“Yes…” Tyson answered on a moan, staring down into
Kai’s eyes with his own stormy orbs. Kai
smirked and traced a finger across his pink, swollen lips, watching as Tyson
took one into his mouth sucked, his tongue twirling and swirling over the
sensitive pad of that finger and giving Kai little licks of electric
pleasure. The older blader removed his
finger with a shiver and continued to place kisses on the dampened skin as he
descended along Tyson’s body, gaze never wavering from Tyson’s. He gripped the younger blader’s hips when
they came up off the table as his tongue left a wet trail from Tyson’s ripped
abdomen down to the soft skin of his pelvis, teasing, and pressing light kisses
there, avoiding the one part of his anatomy Tyson wanted Kai to touch most at
the moment.

“Tell me what you want, Tyson…” Kai
commanded in a dark voice, lifting one hand to trail a fingertip across the
head of Tyson’s erection, where a liberal amount of pre-cum was forming and
making the pink, swollen flesh glisten.

“Ah-hhh, God!” Tyson whimpered, stroking Kai’s cheek with
one hand and fighting to keep himself from wriggling in helpless need from
Kai’s touch. “Kai, please…”

“Oh, no. You have to tell me what you want, little
dragon.” Kai smirked, flicking his
thumb-pad over Tyson’s tip a few times then just resting his hands on Tyson’s
pelvis. “Come on…”

“Damn it! Touch me!”
Tyson ground out, reaching for his erection but getting his hands
slapped away for trying. “Better
yet…fuck me!” He demanded. Kai grinned, loving the annoyed, lusty words,
harsh-sounding as they were coming from his genki lover.

“That’s better.” He praised, wrapping his fingers around the
length of Tyson’s cock and feeling the pulse there beat wildly. Tyson’s eyes rolled back and closed as the
older blader began to jerk him off with quick, increasing pressured strokes. Just when he felt his release coming on, Tyson
let out a low cry as Kai’s hand suddenly disappeared and was replaced with his
hot mouth.

“AHHRRG…Oh my God!” the near wail of ecstasy echoed in the
apartment and Tyson gave in to the pleasure, his load of cum jetting out into
Kai’s mouth and being swallowed down by the phoenix with an approving noise
deep in his throat.

“Hmm…” Kai pulled away, purposefully letting the
last few spurts hit him on the cheek.
Tyson lay back, gasping in air and waiting for the world to quit
spinning in his head. “My tasty
dragon. I love watching you come.”

“Uhn…Kai…you’re not done yet.” Tyson groaned, his cock twitching at the
sight of his pale lover looking up at him from between his legs and wearing his
cum like a badge. Kai just gave him a
smug grin and stood up, his hand slipping farther down between his lover’s legs
and searching out the puckered orifice he knew so well. “Oooooh, shit! Never mind…”

Laughing, Kai slipped a finger into
him, in and out, in and out. “Hey, you
didn’t think I was just going to stop there, did you?”

“Don’t know what the hell was I
thinking…” Tyson groaned, his legs
splaying wantonly apart, abandoning himself to the pleasure once more. “Mmmaaaahhhh, more! Please, Kai…”

“I love how you plead for it.” Kai lowered his head and kissed the inside of
Tyson’s thigh, softly, another finger joining the first. “Talk to me, Tyson…tell me what you like and
what you want…” The fingers inside of
the bluenette moved a little faster and harder, and Tyson’s hips moved
unconsciously with the scissoring motions, tiny moans and gasps filling the
air.

“I…uhn…I love your hands on me…”
Tyson managed to say, his voice growing husky and rough with his growing
passion as Kai continued to prepare him.
“The way you touch me makes me burn.
And I love your mouth… so hot and… ah!
I want you inside me, Kai!
NOW!” His words changed to a
demand as Kai’s fingers brushed over his sweet spot, hot spurts of pure
pleasure flashing through his blood like wildfire. “I want that hard cock of yours! IN ME!!
NOW!!!”

Chuckling darkly in delight, Kai
roughly yanked Tyson to the edge of the table and guided himself to the
bluenette’s entrance, thrusting forward without any further ado. It earned a loud shout of Kai’s name and the phoenix
had a brief second of clarity where he was glad for the soundproofed walls,
ceiling, and floor of their apartment.
After that, he let his body take over, instinct and the need to take his
mate to the highest levels of pleasure they could reach becoming the driving
force of his whole being.

Creaking noises mingled with the
heavy breathing and moans as the wood of the table underwent an unusual (and
probably not considered during its manufacturing) amount of stress as their bodies
strained together toward their goal of completion. Kai thrust in and out of Tyson with
increasing need, his movements becoming shorter and quicker, and their breaths
came out in harsh pants and gasps for air.
Tyson drew Kai down, his arms encircling the phoenix’s shoulders and
fingers digging into Kai’s back muscles while Kai’s hands grasped and gripped
at Tyson’s hips. Kai forced his eyes to
open and looked down into Tyson’s face, little beads of sweat trailing over
their skin with their efforts.
“Tyson…lover, look at me. I want
to see you when you come.” He growled,
leaning in and licking away a bead of sweat.

Dark, glazed midnight blue eyes
opened slowly, with great effort, and stared up into Kai’s. Tyson shivered uncontrollably, feeling Kai
suddenly shift and pound into him from another angle, slamming up against his
prostate hard and fast repeatedly. He
threw back his head and his spine curved, a sudden wave of ecstasy and heat
pouring over his whole body in wave after wave of pleasure that just wouldn’t
stop. The bluenette cried out hoarsely,
shaking with the force of his release and clinging to Kai’s shoulders
desperately, hot, sticky, pearly white cum surging out and coating their
stomachs and chests.

Kai groaned and finally let himself
go, plunging into Tyson one final time as his body jerked and shook violently,
loosing his own essence deep inside his lover in orgasm. Gasping and heart galloping, Kai withdrew and
collapsed over Tyson, resting on his forearms on the table on either side of
the bluenette’s body.

“Kai…wow.” Tyson purred, practically wrapping himself
around his lover in satiated exhaustion.
“It just keeps getting better, doesn’t it?”

“Fuck, yes.” Kai grunted, nuzzling his nose into Tyson’s
sweat-slicked neck. “What’d you put in
that hot chocolate, anyway?”

“Oh…Kahlua.” Tyson laughed, nuzzling back. “Why?”

“I thought that’s what I
tasted.” Kai sighed and slowly stood up,
picking up Tyson and carrying him to their bedroom. “If that’s the result of a little Christmas
cheer, then I wouldn’t mind if you make it like that all the time.”

Yawning, Tyson grinned. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

FIN ENDE OWARI

Yami
FireKali
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