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Sugar & Spice	By : Kali Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3662 -:- 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.

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Authoress’ Notes: A belated HAPPY BIRTHDAY OTKH! and
a very, MERRY CHRISTMAS to all group members at OTKH & AnimeFirefics! *hands
out gingerbread cookies*
~_^ This is a post G-Rev fic, so everyone is over 18 in it, FYI.

Dedication: This
fic is dedicated to Ranma, Glay, & Jen, in honour of our first year of friendship!

Disclaimer: Kali
and her muses do not own Beyblade!

Warnings: Yaoi,
language, & a probable lemon.
BEWARE! :p

Pair: Kai/Tyson

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SUGAR & SPICE

December 23

“Hey, Max!” Tyson greeted his blonde friend as he and Rei
walked into Max’s kitchen, following their noses toward the sweet, yummy smell
of baking. “What’re you creating in
here?”

“It’s called gingerbread.” Max grinned his genki smile at his friends.
Hilary popped up from behind a counter, startling Tyson and Rei, who
hadn’t known she was there.

“There
you two are!” She exclaimed, placing
cookie sheets on the counter and planting her hands on her hips as she gave the
two bladers an impatient stare. “What took you so long? And where’s Kenny?”

“Oh…you know the Chief.” Rei laughed, picturing the smaller brunette
in his mind. “He’s been working on his
computers for a week now. I don’t know
on exactly what, but it seems pretty important to him.”

“Everything
involving his computer is really important to him.” Tyson rolled his eyes. He reached out to dip a finger in the mixing
bowl to taste-test the dough of the gingerbread, and got his hand smacked by a
wooden spoon. “Yeow!” The
bluenette yanked his hand back and cradled it, scowling at his female
arch-nemesis.

“Don’t even try it, Tyson.” Hilary reprimanded, watching him with an
eagle eye. “So is Kenny coming or not?”

“He said he was. He said he just had to finish what he was
doing at that moment when we stopped by to tell him you’d asked us to come
over.” Rei shrugged. “Who knows how long that’ll take him?”

“Well, we’ll start without
him.” Max was already spreading out the
dough on the counter and rolling it out for cutting. “I wanted to teach you guys how to make
gingerbread men. Or houses…but they’re
harder to make.”

“Gingerbread men?” Tyson leaned on the counter curiously. “What do you mean?”

“They’re cookies, Tyson. They’re made of this gingerbread cookie
dough, and you use special cookie cutters shaped like a guy or a girl to cut
out shapes…” Hilary waved the two cookie cutters in front of him. “See?
And gingerbread houses aren’t that hard to make.”

“Well, no. But they take longer because you have to let
the icing holding everything together harden some before you can keep going
with it. Otherwise it falls apart.” Max pointed out. “Go ahead Hilary. Start cutting out some
gingerbread men.”

Rei and Tyson watched curiously as
Hilary proceeded to do that. “See? They’re cute!
And then, when they’re baked, we can decorate them with icing, and M
& M’s, or whatever candies and make them really cool!” She smiled as Max took the ones she cut out
and placed them carefully on the baking sheets then popped them in the oven.

“And you wanted us to see this
why?” Rei asked.

“Because you were complaining, Rei,
that you needed an idea for something new to make to take home to Mariah at
Christmas, that’s why. You said she
likes cookies, so…” Max grinned. Rei nodded, grabbing Max’s cookbook to study.

“I see. Well, it smells really good. I think I can handle something like this…”

“As for you,” Max continued,
pointing a finger at Tyson. “You wanted
to prove to Kai that you can bake stuff so here’s your chance. He’ll probably really go for the gingerbread.”

Tyson blinked. “You think? I don’t know.
He’s pretty darned particular about his sweets.”

“You won’t know until you try,
right? He’s your boyfriend, Tyson! For
heaven’s sake! You should know what he would and wouldn’t like!” Hilary threw her hands in the air in
exasperation. Tyson just grinned
sheepishly.

“Well, yeah. I do…normally. You guys know Kai, though! He’s…picky.”

Max clapped a hand on his friend’s
shoulder. “Don’t sweat it, bud. Here,” he plucked the cookbook from Rei’s hands and handed it to Tyson. “You can help me make the next batch of
dough, okay? Then, when Kenny gets here,
he can type out the recipe and print off copies for you and Rei.”

“Okay!” Tyson followed Max around the kitchen,
watching everything he did carefully. He
really did want to prove to Kai that he could bake – and not burn the house
down in the process. He had a bet with
his quiet, crimson-eyed lover in which Tyson had to bake something on his own,
without any help from anyone else – and to turn out well – for Christmas. Thinking about the terms of their bet made
the bluenette blush a little, and he coughed inconspicuously into a hand to try
and hide it, earning a questioning look from Max.

“You alright? You’re flushed, Tyson.”

“Oh no! I’m fine!
Just the heat from the oven, Max!” Tyson lied hastily, waving his hands.

“Uh huh. It is getting warm in here. Well, we’re pretty much done anyway. The other batch should be cooled enough for
decorating now.”

“Yay! I love
that part.” Tyson bounced over to the
counter and picked up a bag of M & M’s, waiting for instruction on what to
do with them from Hilary.

~~~~~~~~~~~

That night, walking home from Max’s
with a small bagful of cookies, Tyson mused over the recipe, trying to remember
if he and Kai had all the necessary ingredients for the gingerbread. Deciding that he’d better go grocery shopping
tomorrow, just in case, he walked up the front drive of the house he’d shared
with Kai for nearly 3 years now, going around the back to the back door that
led to the kitchen.

“Kai!” He called as he walked inside, kicking off
his shoes. “I’m home!”

Tyson set his cookies on the counter
for a moment, listening to the silence of the house. Kai, apparently, wasn’t home. Shrugging, the bluenette poured himself a glass of milk and took his cookies with him to the
living room to watch a movie.

Half an hour later, Kai finally
walked in the front door. Tyson poked
his head around the corner from the living room, not even having to get off the
couch to do it, and gave him a huge welcoming smile. “Hi, Kai! Where’d you go?”

“None of your
business, Kinomiya.” Kai replied
in a stern voice. Tyson’s smile wilted a
bit.

“Sor-ry. Just
wondered what managed to call you out of the house, that’s all.” Tyson stuck out his tongue at the dual-haired
blader and went back to watching his movie.

Kai sweatdropped
and went into the living room, sitting on the couch next to his boyfriend. “I didn’t mean it like that, Tyson. You
can’t know, because that would give away your Christmas present, that’s all.”

Tyson pouted cutely and allowed the
older man to pull him closer, so that he could snuggle up to Kai’s side. “Well you could have just said you went
Christmas shopping. Anyway, I’m glad
you’re home.”

Kai smiled and placed a kiss on top
of the bluenette’s head. “Oh? Why’s that?”

“ ‘Cause I
was getting lonely, that’s why.” Tyson
slid his fingers through Kai’s, linking them with a sigh of contentment. “You’re too late to enjoy the cookies I
brought home, though.”

“Cookies? Are you telling me you baked something?”

“No-o. Not this time. Max called us all over today. He wanted to teach us how to make
gingerbread.” Tyson told him about the
baking experiment. “I’m going to try
making some on Christmas Eve, but I have to go shopping for ingredients
tomorrow. Wanna
come?”

Kai made a face. “Uh, no thanks. I think I’ve had enough shopping for a long
time.”

Tyson chuckled. “Well, I told you to do it before the
last-minute shoppers mobbed the stores.”

“Yeah, yeah. I was busy before. Now I’m not, so I went.” Kai rationalized. “I’m going to go take a shower and go to bed,
though. It’s getting late.”

“It’s only 8:30, Kai.” Tyson looked up at him, midnight blue hair
flopping into his eyes.

“Yes, and I’m tired. I worked today, remember? Besides, if you want any fun tonight, you’ll
take advantage while I’m still awake, lover.”
The crimson-eyed blader smirked when Tyson lit up and rolled to his
feet, shutting off the TV and DVD player, and grabbing Kai’s hand to pull him
up off the couch.

“Why didn’t you
say so!? Come on, hot stuff.”

Once upstairs, it didn’t take Tyson
long to shed his own clothes and to strip Kai of his, pushing his lover down
onto their bed and proceeding to…well, take advantage.

When they collapsed together in a
heap of sweat-soaked, exhausted, totally satiated bodies and tangled sheets,
Kai yawned and grinned evilly at Tyson.

“I hope you enjoyed that, Kinomiya,
because when I win our bet, you’re
the one who’s going to be under me and begging.
And I can’t wait for it.”

Tyson groaned and smacked him on one
butt-cheek fondly. “I don’t know why
you’re so dead-set on being seme, Kai. I thought you wanted to be uke. And do you have to tie me to the bed?”

“Generally…yeah. But for once, Tyson, I’d like to have you all
at my mercy.” Kai murmured, pressing slow kisses to his younger lover’s neck. “I know you want to know what it’s like…”

The bluenette blushed. “Okay, I get the point. But about my prize if I win the bet…”

Kai paused in his kissing. “What about it? I told you I’d get you that video game you
want so damned bad.”

“I changed my mind. I’d rather make it more even.” Tyson sat up, straddling Kai’s waist and
absently drawing patterns with a fingertip over his lover’s muscular
chest. “I want to tie you to the bed and have my wicked way
with you.”

“Tyson…”

“Come on! It’s only fair.”

“Alright, fine. Deal. So who’s going to taste test your baking to decide who wins the bet?” Kai caved in with a huff. He wasn’t too sure about being tied down,
since he really didn’t like his movements being restricted so much. But he trusted Tyson, enough that it still
baffled him beyond reason. And he would
do anything for the younger blader.

Tyson smiled and leaned down,
kissing him softly in thanks. “Well, Max
is the gingerbread expert, so I guess we ask him to do it?”

“Whatever.” Kai agreed, stifling another yawn. “I think I’d better shower now. Get off me, lover.”

“Can I come, too?”

“You just did, Tyson.” That was said with a smirk.

“Hentai.”

“You knew that already. Join me, then. I don’t care.”

“We haven’t done it in the shower
for a long time, you know.” Tyson eyed
his lover with bright eyes as Kai leaned into the shower stall to turn the taps
on and get the hot water running. “I
have a lot of fun washing you up…”

“Ecchi.” Kai
snickered. “Can’t keep your hands off me
for more than a few minutes, can you?”

“What? You’re sexy when you’re wet…”

~~~~~~~~~~~

December 24

The next morning, Tyson left Kai
sleeping in, making himself a quick bite to eat for breakfast before bundling
up and heading out to the market for groceries.

And in doing so, discovered he hated
the massive line-ups as much as Kai did.

It took him nearly three hours to do
his shopping, stand in line, pay for it, and get home again. By the time he did, it was lunch time and Kai
had gotten up.

“I told you so.” He felt obligated to say when Tyson stomped
into the kitchen wearing a scowl.

“Blah, blah, blah. We didn’t have the stuff to make the
cookies! I really had no choice. Anyway…” Tyson dropped his bags on the
kitchen counter and started putting things away. “What are your plans for today?”

“I’ve got a meeting with Mr.
Dickenson about the new Beyblade stadium at three, but other than that, I
should be home by six or seven o’clock.
Why?”

“Because I’m going to start making these after
lunch, and I’m going to ask Max to come over and settle our bet for us. I wanted to know when you’ll be around for
it.” Tyson informed him. “And why are you having meetings on Christmas Eve?” He whined, going around the counter to wrap
his arms around Kai’s shoulders and nuzzle.

Kai shrugged. “That’s when it got scheduled for. Mr. Dickenson is a busy man, Tyson. He gets his meetings in whenever he can.”

“I guess. I was just looking forward to having you all
to myself for an entire day, that’s all.”
The bluenette leaned in for a slow, loving kiss. “That doesn’t happen often, you know.”

“I know. What about tomorrow?”

“Going to the dojo, remember? Dad and Hiro will
be home.”

“Oh, right. Do I need to give them gifts, too?” Kai asked tentatively, unsure. He still hadn’t gotten used to having family
yet.

Tyson smiled. “Well, they’ll probably give you something. It doesn’t have to be big or expensive,
Kai. Just a little something to show you
care and that you were thinking of them.
That’s all it’s supposed to be about.”

“I guess.” Kai blew out a breath. “I need to go shopping again, then.” He made a face.

“Oh dear. Poor baby.” Tyson chuckled with absolutely no
sympathy. But he kissed Kai again
anyway. “Let’s have lunch, then you’d better go.
Otherwise you’d be late for your meeting.”

“Yeah.”

~~~~~~~~~~~

After Kai left, Tyson called Max and
asked him to come over around five that evening.

“Sure, Tyson. I’ll help settle your bet with Kai. But I can’t stay long. My Mom’s flight comes in tonight at eight and
I’ll have to run to the airport to pick her up.”

“Great! Thanks, Max! It won’t take long…I just need you to taste
my gingerbread and give a verdict on it.
Whatever you decide will settle my bet with Kai.”

“No problem. But…” Max hesitated. “If you don’t mind me asking, what do you get
if you win?”

“Uh…it’s not important, Max. It’s the fact that I’m trying to prove
something, that’s all.” Tyson hoped Max
couldn’t ‘hear’ him blushing hotly.

“Right. Well, I have to run. I’ll see you in a while, Tyson!”

“Yep! Thanks again, Max!”

Tyson looked down at the recipe in
his hands. “I’ll try making those
gingerbread men, I think. It’ll be
simpler than the house. Now…let’s see…”

Anybody who walked into his kitchen a few
hours later would have thought they’d walked into a war zone. Which is what Max found
when he got there. Tyson had
definitely had a difficult time with this baking thing. Flour was everywhere, batter was dripping
from the mixing bowl onto the greasy, flour-y countertop, there was icing on
the stove and the cupboard handles, and Max had to wince as he walked carefully
through the kitchen to join the bluenette at the kitchen table so that he didn’t
step on any scattered candies that had somehow gotten all over the floor.

“Uh…I take it you had a rough time,
pal?”

“Sort of. I couldn’t get the bag of M & M’s open
right away, and then suddenly it did open and they went all over the
place. Then there was the electric mixer
going hay-wire on me when I tried to make the icing…” Tyson looked around his
kitchen with a groan. “Kai’s going to kill me for making such a big mess.”

“Don’t worry, Tyson. I’ll help you clean it up before he gets
home, okay?”

“Thanks,
Max.” He pointed at the oven. “That buzzer should be going off anytime now,
too. For the sake of proving to Kai that
I can bake, I hope they turn out alright.”

“I’m sure it did, Tyson!” Max grinned cheerfully, ever the optimistic
one. He and Tyson went about tidying up
the kitchen while they waited for the cookies to be done. And then
they had to wait for them to cool off so Tyson could decorate them.

“They look pretty good. A bit crispy around the edges, but that’s
nothing.” Max said, inspecting
them. “And they certainly smell really good…”

Tyson’s head snapped up and his eyes
went wide in sudden panic. “Ack! Kai’s home!”

“Relax!”

“Urk!”

The front door opened and slammed
closed, and a few moments later, Kai strode into the kitchen. He glanced around, sniffing the air, and
raised an eyebrow.

“Hn. I thought
there’d be a huge mess in here when I got home.
I smell cinnamon and ginger.” He
stuck his hands in his pants’ pockets and wandered over to look at what Tyson
was doing. “What…are those?”

“Gingerbread men. I got the recipe from Max yesterday. That’s what the cookies you missed out on
yesterday were, too.” Tyson informed
him, setting his bowl of icing down and ushering Kai away. “Shoo!
I’m not done yet.”

Kai rolled his eyes and went to sit
at the table. “Hi, Max.”

“Hey, Kai!” The blonde grinned at him. “So…what’s up?”

“Christmas shopping sucks.” A dark scowl covered Kai’s face.

Max just laughed.

Ten minutes later, Tyson brought a plate
of cookies over to the table and poured them each a glass of milk. “Okay!
Go ahead, Max. Tell us what you
think.” He watched nervously as Max
obligingly picked one off the plate and brought it to his mouth to take a bite.

“Well?” Kai demanded, all the while fervently hoping
they didn’t turn out so he could win
the bet and claim his prize.

“Uh…” Max swallowed his bite and gave Tyson a very
apologetic look. “I think you forgot to
put something in the batter, Tyson.”

The bluenette’s face fell. “Oh no…what?”

“Sugar.” Max put the cookie down and grabbed his glass
of milk, downing the whole thing in a few seconds. “As much as I like ginger, cinnamon, and
nutmeg, I prefer them with sugar to balance out the flavours. Sorry, pal…”

“Oh no…” Tyson repeated, his gaze
meeting a smug-looking Kai’s.

Max glanced at the kitchen clock and
stood up. “I have to get going! Mom’s flight should be here soon and I want
to be there when she walks off the plane.
I’ll see you guys later! Merry Christmas!”

“Bye, Max! Say hi to Judy for us…and Merry Christmas to
you, too!” Tyson returned weakly,
watching Max get into his car and drive away before shutting the door quietly
and leaning his forehead against it. He
took a deep breath…

And made a mad
dash for the stairs in the hopes of escaping.

It didn’t work, though, because Kai
had stalked his prey and caught him around the waist, hauling the bluenette up
over his shoulder with a chuckle that sounded more than a touch evil to Tyson.

“KAI! Please put me down…”

“Oh no…you lost the bet, lover, and
I’m going to collect. In
spades.” Kai carried him to their
bedroom and unceremoniously dropped Tyson on their bed with a bounce. He went back to the door, closed it firmly and
looked back at the bed where a wide-eyed Tyson sat staring at him somewhat
nervously. “It’s not like I’m going to
torture you or something, Tyson. Why are
you making a big fuss?”

“I…I just…” Tyson floundered, not
really sure why himself. “I don’t know! I’m not used to being the one who isn’t in
control, that’s all.”

“It’s not a bad thing to lose
control sometimes, love.” Kai went over
and knelt down on the bed in front of him.
Cupping Tyson’s face in his hands, he gave the bluenette a reassuring
kiss that he hoped was filled with all the love he had for Tyson. A soft sigh was his answer and he
smiled. “It was a win-win bet,
anyway. I’m sure someday you’ll win it,
you know. But for now…trust me, okay?”

“You know I do.” Tyson pulled him down to the mattress and
their mouths met in a passionate kiss once more. “I love you.”

“I love you.” Kai replied, pulling Tyson’s shirt from his
pants and undoing the button-fly on his jeans.
“Now, let’s get you out of these clothes, lover. I want you very naked.”

Tyson shivered at the intensity of
Kai’s voice and started pulling his clothes off. He admitted silently to himself that he was kind of turned on by the prospect of
being at his lover’s total mercy for a change, rather than the other way around. Their relationship had almost always been
with Tyson as seme and Kai as uke
– not because they’d discussed it and agreed on it to be that way, but because
that’s how it had started out the first time they’d had sex after they’d
finally gotten together as a couple.
Although, Kai had admitted
once that he quite preferred being uke because he
couldn’t hold himself back at all from Tyson.
It was one of the only times that Kai was himself, not able to hide anything, and not worried about what
anyone was expecting of him or what anyone would think of him, because he knew
that Tyson loved him anyway, no matter what he did.

Kai watched with darkened crimson eyes as
Tyson tugged off his socks, the last of his clothes, and threw them off to the
side somewhere. He was already naked, too, having stripped in what he was sure was record
time.

“So, uh, Kai? How exactly are you planning on doing
this?” Tyson rubbed his palms on his
legs in a nervous gesture. Kai just gave
him a smile that made his pulse jump and watched as the dual-haired man went to
the closet and pulled out a bag.

“I thought this would be useful when
I saw it.” Kai turned and dangled a
length of velvet-y looking rope. “It’s
meant to be sort of like ribbon for tying onto gifts, I guess, but it’s soft so
it won’t hurt you.” He crossed the room
back to Tyson and knelt on the bed again, crawling up the length of it toward
the bluenette, who scurried backwards until he nearly hit his head on the posts
of the headboard. They’re eyes met and
Kai raised an eyebrow at him.

“Sorry…” Tyson apologized meekly, blushing from the
roots of his hair down to his chest.
“This just seems really strange.”

“Hmm…but it’ll be fun.” Kai set the rope off to the side and settled
himself down overtop Tyson, sighing when one of the bluenette’s legs
automatically bent at the knee and hooked around his waist. He placed a sweet kiss to Tyson’s forehead
and gazed down at him. “I promise.” Lowering his head, he pressed his lips to
Tyson’s and claimed his prize.

Their tongues tangled and Tyson
moaned into the kiss when Kai’s hand smoothed down his side and around press
against his lower back, Kai’s hips rocking against Tyson’s in a mimicry of their movements when Tyson was buried inside
Kai to the hilt and driving them both past reason. It was suggestive of what Kai had in mind for
Tyson later. Much,
much later…

Pulling away from the addictive
taste of Tyson’s mouth, Kai dragged his lips across his lover’s jaw and sucked
on an earlobe, hearing Tyson purr throatily at the attention to one of his weak
spots. Kai flicked his tongue across the
beat of Tyson’s pulse in his neck and grinned against his skin. “You are so hot right now. Do you know how hard it is for me to keep
from just flipping you over and taking you?”

Tyson’s eyes crossed and he closed
them. “Good God, Kai…if I didn’t know
you so well, I’d be surprised at how totally hentai
you can be sometimes.” He curled into
the body radiating heat overtop him, rubbing his cheek against Kai’s shoulder. “But I can’t say I don’t like it.”

Kai let his hand run down Tyson’s
arm in a slow, caressing stroke and pulled that hand up over Tyson’s head,
pinning it there. “Oh, I know you
do. You’ve made that abundantly clear on
many occasions, lover.” Kai murmured,
kissing down Tyson’s neck and nibbling on his collarbone, his voice a low
thrumming sound against Tyson’s skin.
Carefully setting his teeth and biting down, he left his mark on the
bluenette’s golden-toned skin and smiled again, pleased. “You’re mine.”

“Always.” Tyson agreed breathlessly. He arched into Kai’s other hand as it stroked
down his chest and tweaked a nipple playfully.
“Mmm…that feels really good…”

The crimson-eyed blader left off teasing
that nub for a moment, reaching out to grab the rope and catching Tyson’s other
hand in his own, drawing it up to join its counterpart above his head. Leaning upward, Kai quickly wrapped the rope
around Tyson’s wrists and tied it to the bedposts securely, leaving the
bluenette pretty much helpless. Then he
moved back downward and held himself up on his forearms, hovering over his
lover with a dark, lustful expression that made Tyson shiver with anticipation. He may not have been so sure about the idea
of being tied up, but he knew that look promised pleasure. Lots and lots of pleasure. He was going to enjoy whatever Kai had
planned for him, he was certain.

“So beautiful…” He mused, tracing
Tyson’s facial features with a finger, and flicking Tyson’s hair away from his
eyes. “And I get to do whatever I want
to you. I finally have some of that luck
that seems to favour you wherever you go…”

Tyson snorted indelicately. “Luck? It’s not luck. I’m just good.” He grinned mischievously at Kai and saw the
flare of amusement in his bloody, crimson eyes.

“Oh really? I’ll always be better, Tyson…” Kai dipped his head and captured Tyson’s
mouth forcefully, tongue plundering its depths and mapping out the interior in
a few teasingly quick sweeps before pulling away breathlessly. “Don’t you forget it, my love.”

“How could I?” Tyson muttered, slightly dazed. He wriggled against Kai impatiently. “Get on with it, would you?”

Chuckling darkly, Kai shook his
head. “In my own time,
Tyson. However…” He kissed Tyson
again, his hands fisting in the mass of blue-black hair on Tyson’s head while
he ravaged his mouth. He growled when
Tyson tried to fight back, tongue duelling Kai’s in demand, despite the fact
that he was tied up and unable to do much about it. The older man pulled away with a gasp and
kissed roughly down past Tyson’s throat, holding the bluenette’s head back by a
handful of hair to expose the creamy column to his ministrations. Tyson made a keening noise and rubbed his leg
against Kai’s hip.

“Uhn…please
Kai…” he whimpered, feeling Kai’s erection grind into his pelvis and rub
against his own. “More…”

“Now you’re starting to like this,
aren’t you?” Kai smirked and nipped a
little harshly at Tyson’s shoulder, pressing a soothing kiss to the spot when
Tyson mewled. “I haven’t even started
yet, lover.” He moved on, sliding
downwards so he could lavish attention to Tyson’s chest and took one hardened
nub of a nipple between his teeth, tugging on it then swirling his tongue over
it to soothe. It earned him a startled
moan of his name from the bluenette, ending on a plea for further
pleasure. Pleased with the sounds and
near-begging tone of his voice, Kai drew the nipple into his mouth and sucked
hard.

Tyson sucked in a sharp breath and
let out a cry, shooting sparks of intensified pleasure driving right to his
groin. He felt himself harden almost
painful with each suck and sharp tug of Kai’s teeth, and had to close his eyes
in defence against his wavering vision from the euphoria exploding over his
every nerve.

Kai left off with that nub and moved
on to the other, taking extreme pleasure in exacting on Tyson the sort of
ecstasy he was usually on the receiving end of.
Letting go of that nipple after a few more moments of worrying it
between his teeth and sucking on it like a gumdrop, Kai began to trace his way
down across Tyson’s abdomen with lips and tongue, his hands reaching up to roll
the buds he’d left behind between his fingers, not letting up on the wondrous
torture. Tyson writhed under him, hands
clenching and unclenching above his head and pulse racing frantically.

The bluenette groaned in protest
when he felt that fantastic mouth leave his stomach and opened his eyes,
looking down his sweating body at Kai.
“What…don’t stop! Kai…”

“Shh…” Kai
hushed him, laying a finger over his lips.
“Just keep quiet, Tyson. I’m busy.”
He had to grin when Tyson pouted, looking altogether too sexy bound to
the headboard like that. Kai ran his
hands over Tyson’s chest and stomach, moving to push his legs apart so he could
settle between them comfortably. Totally
compliant at this point, the bluenette mewled softly and sighed at the gentle
stroking of Kai’s calloused hands on his inner thighs. “I think I like you like this.”

“Don’t get used…ah! Shit!”
Tyson yowled when Kai lightly ran his fingers over Tyson’s hard as rock
erection, rubbing his thumb-pad over the glistening tip. “Ka-ai!”

Kai growled lowly and slowly began to
pump Tyson’s length with one hand, watching the movement with lustful
fascination as he masterbated his lover. It was turning him on unbelievably just to be
causing this much pleasure in Tyson, and he glanced up to observe the
bluenette’s expression, which he could only describe as rapturous. He dipped his head and began placing wet
kisses to the inside of Tyson’s legs, ascending toward the centre of Tyson’s
euphoria. A kiss placed to the base of
Tyson’s erection made his midnight blue eyes fly open and look down at Kai,
panting for breath.

“Kai…you don’t have to…”

“But I want to. I want you to know what it’s like to be
enclosed and feel the centre of your entire being focused down into one
point…” Kai gripped Tyson’s hip firmly
with one hand and encircled his leaking cock with the other, bringing it to his
lips and kissing it once. Tyson jerked
and sucked in a sharp breath, forcing his eyes to stay open and hold the
burning gaze of his lover. Kai flicked
his tongue over the tip, tasting Tyson for what must have been the first time
that he could remember, and made a low sound of approval before taking the
entire thing into his mouth, eyes closing with pleasure at the feel of Tyson in
his mouth.

Tyson, on the other hand, cried out
sharply and writhed, dimly registering his near scream of bliss. All thought stopped, his mind going blank and
only able to focus on the sensation of his lover’s hot, wet mouth surrounding
him, sheathing him in pure ecstasy. He
didn’t think it could get any more pleasurable than that at the moment.

He was wrong. He suddenly felt Kai’s hand leave his
erection and slip between his legs to touch and play with his balls, gently
rolling them with knowing fingertips and just adding the fantastic pressure of
Kai’s mouth on him. Tyson tried to push
his hips upward, to thrust himself deeper into the glorious heat but Kai kept
him pinned successfully to the mattress.
The bluenette whimpered and moaned incoherently, wrapping his fingers
around the post he was tied to and clutching at it as if it could anchor him in
reality.

Then he felt a finger brush against
his opening and gasped out a warning as he exploded as he came hard, a
near-unending flood of his cum surging from him to fill Kai’s mouth and be
swallowed down like water by his lover.
Kai hummed in his throat, adding another variable to the rapture and
this time Tyson did scream, his orgasm seemingly endless.

For a brief moment, everything went
black and hazy, and Tyson simply lay there, sprawled across the bed, and
totally boneless. He’d never felt
anything like that before – it was totally different than what he experienced
whenever he came as seme…

Dazed, he simply tried to relearn
how to breathe and to get his heart to quit leaping up into his throat so he
could talk again.

Kai rested his cheek against Tyson’s
thigh after releasing his lover. He
stroked Tyson’s opposite leg and murmured soothingly, feeling smugly satisfied
with his attempts to drive Tyson wild.
He licked his lips, still tasting Tyson’s essence on them and savouring
the surprisingly sweet flavour. “Hmm… tasty.” He
purred with a laugh. Tyson moaned and
pried open his eyes.

“Fuck.” He stated succinctly. Kai just grinned up at him.

“Oh, you’re not done yet. I’m not finished with you.” Kai’s smile turned wicked, eyes glinting. Tyson whimpered at that promise and tugged on
his bonds.

“At least let me go…” he
whined. “My arms are starting to fall
asleep.”

Kai clambered upward and unwrapped the rope from the headboard. But he didn’t undo the rope from around
Tyson’s wrists. “There. I’m not letting you go completely, though,
lover.” He said, laying on his side next
to Tyson and combing his fingers through the sweat-dampened strands of his
blue-black hair. Tyson brought his arms
down and sighed in relief, rubbing the back of one hand against Kai’s cheek
affectionately. Kai turned his head and
pressed a kiss to his knuckles, then raised an eyebrow. “What do you want now, Tyson? Tell me…”

“You.” The bluenette responded at a near
whisper. “I’m yours, Kai.” He stared into Kai’s eyes with his own
shimmering azure ones. His eyelids
dropped sensually, feeling Kai’s hand cup one ass-cheek and squeeze, then a
finger sliding between the lobes to rub over his entrance, teasing. Tyson raised his mouth to Kai’s and the
dual-haired blader accepted, capturing the offered lips and kissing Tyson
breathless while his finger continued to illicit little shivers of excitement
from his younger lover. He could feel
Tyson hardening once more against his hip and growled with pure want at the
impressiveness of Tyson’s stamina. Then
Tyson whispered, “Fuck me.”
against his lips and Kai shuddered, pulling back from their passionate kissing
and rolling Tyson over onto his knees and forearms. He reached over to grab the lube that was in
their bedside table and flipped open the cap of the tube, squirting a liberal
amount out onto his fingers and setting the tube aside for a moment. “Kai…”
Tyson keened, gripping the pillow under his arms with both hands, since his
wrists were still bound together.

Kai placed a kiss to one lobe and
rubbed the lube on his fingers over Tyson’s puckered entrance, earning a low
moan in response. The crimson-eyed man
pressed his finger, the digit disappearing slowly. He then pulled it out, and pushed it back in,
making Tyson’s hips push back to meet the movement instinctively. Kai continued his motions, using his other
hand to wrap his fingers around the bluenette’s neglected erection and stroke
that, too. Tyson cried out and felt that
hazy fog cloud his mind once again.

Suddenly Kai’s fingers were replaced
with something much larger and harder, and the bluenette moaned helplessly at
the feeling of his lover finally filling him completely, no more teasing. Kai pulled Tyson back until he was
practically seated in Kai’s lap, impaled on Kai’s thick cock with his arms
encircling Tyson to hold him closely, back to Kai’s chest.

“God, Tyson…” Kai’s voice was rough
and hoarse as he spoke, nuzzling Tyson’s neck with his
nose as he let the bluenette adjust to having him buried so deep within his
body that he didn’t know where he left off and Tyson began. “You have no idea how good this feels.”

“Oh, yes, I do.” Tyson laughed weakly, raising his hands up to
slide his fingers into Kai’s hair and massage his scalp in encouragement. “Now you know what it feels like to me every
time I fuck you.”

“Hmm…okay?”

“Hell yes. Move, Kai…please…”

Kai pressed his lips to Tyson’s
pulse and let his hands rest on his lover’s hips, guiding his movements as he
began to move, withdrawing nearly all the way, then
slamming back in with one smooth, quick motion.
Tyson gasped as he hit his prostate and caused a wave of heat wash
through him. He closed his eyes and a
rhythm was established, in and out, in and out, tiny cries and mewls slipping
from his mouth as pleasure swamped him.
In total bliss, Kai spread desperate kisses over Tyson’s shoulder and
neck, nibbling on tender flesh and sucking on his earlobe as they moved
together, the older blader pounding into Tyson as he felt his orgasm rapidly
approaching. Sweat dripped down his face
and he could feel it dripping down Tyson’s back against his chest as they’re
bodies strained together toward completion.

“Kai! Ooooh, fuck.” Tyson
growled out and let his head drop back onto Kai’s shoulder lethargically, not
having the strength to hold it upright any longer. “Touch me, please, lover…”

Biting down a
little harder than he meant to, Kai licked at the bruised spot on the back of Tyson’s
shoulder near the curve of his neck and obliged, grasping Tyson’s cock in one
hand and pumping it in counter-time to his thrusts. Tyson gave a hoarse shout and began to
tremble. Kai brought his lips to Tyson’s
ear and encouraged him with a dark, needy voice, “Come.”

“Yessss…”
was the hissed answer and Tyson did, for the third or forth time (he wasn’t
entirely sure any more), pearly white cum erupting from him in jets and
covering Kai’s hand and both their upper legs.
Kai held Tyson close to his chest and thrust into him twice more before
letting out a moan of Tyson’s name and shuddering, coming deep inside his lover
for the first time.

“Ahh…Tyson!”
He gasped out again, managing to pull out of his lover before they both
collapsed onto their sides to the mattress.
Tyson wriggled backward into the inviting curve of Kai’s body, so that
he was being spooned by the older man, and let out a sigh of contentment and
satisfaction. Kai murmured something in
Russian that Tyson didn’t understand, but did get the meaning behind the words,
and smiled peacefully. Maybe losing a
bet to Kai wasn’t so bad…as long as it had results like this.

When their breathing had evened out
and their pulses had returned to a normal rate, Kai undid the ropes from
Tyson’s wrists and brought them up to his lips, kissing away the soreness of
the bonds. Tyson rolled over to face him
and reached down, groping for covers before yanking the sheets up over them. Words weren’t needed between them at this
point, and Tyson let himself drift off into a dreamless slumber with Kai’s arms
wrapped possessively around him.

~~~~~~~~~~~

December 25

Kai woke up slowly, a pleasant
weight he recognized as Tyson’s covering his back and the strands of Tyson’s
hair tickling the back of his neck. He
shifted and looked owlishly up at the alarm clock to see what time it was,
sighing. The room smelled of their
passion from the night before, their scents lingering in the air. He heard a soft purr of sound come from Tyson
and smiled.

“You awake?” He wondered aloud, not moving a muscle since
he was quite happy where he was. Kai
felt the softness of a cheek being rubbed against his shoulder blade in fond
affection.

“Not really.” Was the sleepy reply. “What time is it?”

“Unfortunately, time to get
up.” He answered. “Aren’t we supposed to be at the dojo for
dinner? ‘Cause
it’s 10:30 now…”

Tyson’s head shot up and he
immediately regretted it. “Yikes! Itai! That hurt.”

“Baka. You
should know not to make sudden moves after last night…” Kai chastised, rolling over and drawing Tyson
into his arms for a sympathetic hug.
Tyson snuggled into his warmth and pouted.

“I’m not fully awake yet, Kai. Leave me alone.”

Kai shook his head wryly and kissed
Tyson on the forehead. He separated
himself from his lover and threw back the covers, getting up. Then he leaned down and scooped up the bluenette
to carry him to the washroom for a bath.

“Kai-i!” Tyson
protested loudly.

~~~~~~~~~~~

About an hour and a half later, the
two lovers were walking toward the Kinomiya dojo, hands loosely linked
together. In Tyson’s other hand he had a
bag full of carefully wrapped gifts for his family from himself and from
Kai. Kai had his other hand stuffed in
his coat pocket, absently playing with the small box that was hidden there.

First they had their Christmas feast
and then Tyson, the eternal child in him shining through, played Santa and
passed out the gifts from under the Christmas tree. All in all, it was a wonderful day spent with
family and the one he loved with all his heart and soul – Kai.

They didn’t get home until later in
the evening, and by then Tyson was nearly falling asleep standing up. Which Kai was determined to rectify. He still
had to give Tyson his Christmas
present…and hoped that the response he got would be exactly what Kai had wanted
for Christmas in return.

“Sit here for a minute, love. I’ll bring us some hot chocolate.” Kai instructed, gesturing at their couch in
the living room. Tyson yawned and
plopped down, picking up the remote and flipping through TV channels without
any real interest while Kai disappeared into the kitchen.

When he returned, he set down a tray
that held two mugs of steaming hot chocolate and a plate of cookies –
gingerbread. Tyson blinked at them and
looked at Kai in question.

“I bought them when I went out to
get your father’s and Hiro’s gifts.” Kai told him, sipping his cocoa.

“Oh.
What a coincidence, then.” Tyson
chuckled.

“Yeah. Hey, I want to give you your present now…”
Kai set his mug aside and drew out the small box he’d had in his pocket all
day. “Give me your left hand, Tyson.”

He got a strange look from the
bluenette, but Tyson complied, setting his hand in Kai’s and waiting. Kai turned his hand over, holding it loosely,
and used the thumb of his other hand to flick open the lid of the box to reveal
two rings of simple gold and silver. The
gold had a bright blue sapphire set into it, and the silver ring had a
blood-red ruby set into it. Kai held out
the box to Tyson so he could see it and watched Tyson’s midnight blue eyes go
wide.

“Kai?”

“We’ve been together for…well, in
truth we’ve been together since we were thirteen. Tyson, I love you, and I’d be honoured if you
would accept me as your mate. Marry
me?” Kai’s voice turned husky and he
felt a single tear slip down his cheek.
Tyson melted and nodded frantically, unable to form words, and hand
trembling as much as Kai’s did as Kai took out the silver ring and slipped it
onto the bluenette’s ring finger.

Tyson took the gold ring from the
box and took Kai’s left hand, sliding the ring onto his ring finger and then
throwing himself into Kai’s arms, his own wrapping around Kai’s neck and
shoulders tightly. “I love you,
Kai.” He managed to say thickly. “I love you.”

“Merry Christmas, Tyson.” Kai whispered against his ear. Tyson smiled a watery smile.

“Merry Christmas, Kai.”

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

Fin Ende Owari

Authoress’ Notes:
And a very Merry Christmas once again to everyone! Please
R/R!

~ Yami FireKali
~
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