The Powers at Bey | By : TechnoRanma Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7521 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer:
I don’t own these characters, and I’m not making any money off writing this… I
could use some money though ………
Ranma’s Notes:
FOR FIREKALICHAOS, who wanted to see a TyKa that involved some ancient
civilization and time period. Corny title, I know. Even cornier plot (what
plot??? This is shameless!) but it’s the best I could come up with! Now that
I’ve been to Egypt, this was totally easier to write.
WARNING! This is HARD LEMON! It’s
also Tyson on top, Kai on bottom, so if you don’t like that, then just don’t
read it. And don’t tell me ‘it would’ve been better with Kai on top’!! Because
it was meant to be written THIS way!!!!! Otherwise…. Enjoy!
Post G Revolution!
The Powers at Bey
The hot sun beat down from the clear
blue sky on a small caravan of people. The camels slowly trekked along the dusty
path towards a towering ancient Egyptian temple, a small safari jeep puttering
alongside them on their way.
“How’s everyone doing!” Mr. Granger,
Tyson’s father, shouted over the motor of the vehicle to the group of
camel-riding teens on the other side of the road.
“Fine!!” The group of young voices
answered him. The archeologist grinned, and his eldest son, Hiro, beside him put
away a worn map. “OK! We’re moving up ahead, meet you there!” The older man
called out, and the two archeologists in the jeep sped up and out of sight to
their destination.
“Man, it sure is hot.” Tyson
said, removing his hat and wiping at his forehead.
The group of BBA Revolutions were on a
vacation of sorts in Egypt, this time without the qualifying beybattles.
After the BEGA stand off, all the beyblading teams had gone their separate ways.
Ray and Max had been obligated to leave Japan for a short time afterwards to tie
things up with the White Tiger X and All Starz teams respectively – so when Hiro
appeared at the dojo completely decked out for adventure with the elusive Mr.
Granger beside him, it turned out Tyson, Hilary, Kenny, Daichi, and Kai were
invited to join them on a special archeological dig.
“Isn’t this exciting you guys? The
temple of Isis!” Hilary’s eyes shone and her camel let out a noise.
Tyson groaned and sank down almost
miserably, his grip on the reigns slack. “It’s really hot.”
In front of them Kenny turned around and
tipped his wide-brimmed hat upwards. “You’re right Hilary, it really is an
educational experience!”
“HEY! There’ll be old mummies there to
beybattle right!?” Daichi yelled from way behind the others. His camel liked to
stop and chew at shrubbery a lot. “Even older than the loudmouth?!” He wondered,
pointing at Hilary.
“Why you-!!” The short-haired girl
growled. “Who’s ever heard of a beyblading mummy? You better hope I don’t come
over there…”
At the mention of a beyblading mummy,
Tyson and Kenny shared a look.
The pony-tailed teen let out a loud
sigh. “Why is it so HOT?”
“Tyson!!” The Chief shrieked. “That’s
the third time you’ve said that, we know it’s hot!!”
Grumbles sounded across the group.
Traveling through the desert on camel-back sounded like a really cool idea at
the time… But it didn’t matter if they were in a bus or boat or whatever
– Daichi kept getting on Hilary’s nerves like crazy, the Chief kept on
lecturing, Tyson kept on complaining, and Kai kept to himself.
It looked like it’d still take the
animals a few minutes to reach the temple and catch up with the two
archeologists. The sun was as strong as ever and by the time they did finally
reach the perfect stone blocks of the temple, everyone was beyond irritated with
each other and had been sending jibes every which way.
“You suck Tyson!! You can’t beat
a mummy! I’ll beat more mummies than you!!” Daichi burst out as Tyson got off
his transportation.
The world champ tied his camel up and
planted his hands on his hips. “Well for your information, I could beat a
mummy – I HAVE beaten a mummy!!” He exclaimed.
“No you didn’t!” Daichi argued and
jumped off his camel, waving his fists around in a huff. Hilary snorted in
humour as she too got down, and the redhead shot a glare at her. “She’s a
mummy!”
“I,” Hilary stressed, her eye
twitching. “…am an Egyptian queen!”
“… of the dead.” Tyson cracked up at his
joke.
“Aaaah Tyson…” The Chief slapped a hand
to his face in fear. He and Hilary looked at each other and the short teen noted
the outraged look on his female friend’s face.
“Heh, hey, Daichi, man you don’t know
half the adventures we’ve gone through!” The oblivious midnight blue-haired
blader fished out a water bottle from his bag. “By now, I could do
anything!” Tyson haughtily announced, bringing up his water and taking a
huge drink from it.
“Oh REALLY?” Hilary’s eye twitched. She
was in a foul mood... Both she and Kenny were totally sick of Tyson and Daichi’s
antics by now. The two brunets were pretty much the only ones enjoying this dig
for it NOT being a beybattle for once! The short-haired girl looked around for
potential inspiration and spotted Kai, a distance away, dismounting his camel.
“You’ll… eat… those, words! If you can do anything, then…then seduce
Kai!” She declared, an evil gleam in her eye.
Tyson promptly spit the gulp of water
out spraying Kenny straight in the face. The baseball-capped teen started
coughing and the Chief instantly opened his mouth, ready to yell at him, but
then stopped. “…that was actually refreshing…”
Tyson finished hacking and stared at
Hilary with disbelief. “Uh… I must’ve heard you wrong…”
“Seduce Kai!” The female BBA Revolutions
repeated. At the extreme expressions on Tyson and the rest of the crew’s faces,
the pointless challenge suddenly became a lot better an idea.
“Seduce?” Daichi asked, scratching his
head.
“Aaah…” Kenny looked between his feuding
companions and noticed Kai had already disappeared into the temple.
Tyson’s eyes were wide and staring at
the ground as he struggled to get over his shock. “You’re joking right…?” The
baseball-capped teen sputtered. “Are you delirious!?”
“Of course not!” Hilary finally got down
from her own humped animal confidently. “Egypt is so romantic and ancient –
curses, magic –” A sly look appeared. “And even erotic forbidden love-!”
A flush overtook Tyson’s face. “Ex-cuse
me, but are you sure you’re thinking right Hilary?” He asked incredulously.
“Kai.” He said meaningfully. “Kai. You want me to…”
“Make him lurve you. If you can
do that, then I’ll believe you can do anything!” She sang. “Hey you’re already
half-way there. He’s already been practically stalking you.” Hilary said
matter-of-factly, referring to the numerous times Kai had shown up out of the
blue at the dojo or the bridge practice, managing to tear Tyson away from
whatever he’d been doing with just a staring look.
“That is true…” The Chief added in.
“Yeah!!” Daichi yelled.
Tyson coughed into his hand something
that sounded like ‘yeahsure!’ before he spread his hands in front of himself
trying to placate his frazzled friends. “Look, you guys… think about what
you’re saying here…” His voice turned a bit funny as he continued. “You think I
can… seduce Kai?”
“NO, we think you CAN’T!” Hilary
countered.
A suspicious sneeze came from Kenny’s
direction.
“Oh yeah? You really think I
can’t do it? Well FINE!” Tyson said heatedly. “I will seduce him! I’ll
make him so hot, he won’t know what hit him!!” He vowed, his eyes dark
with resolve.
“And you have to PROVE you did it!”
Daichi shouted.
That made everyone pause.
“How? A photo??” Tyson made a face.
Kenny and Hilary glanced at each other
before the Chief answered, “Aah, you’ll think of something!”
“Heh,” Tyson grinned and suddenly
started running into the temple, leaving the others to catch up with him. ‘Watch
out, Kai… the Tysonator is coming.’
“Well this should be funny.” Hilary
blinked.
Inside the temple of Isis, Tyson ran through the hallways,
the towering walls covered with detailed carvings and hieroglyphics.
‘Seduce, seduce, seduce…!’ He chanted in his head,
before he slowed and stopped by a large pillar, the shade still not relieving
the temperature of this time of day. Tyson wiped some errant sweat from his
nose. ‘Okay!.... I have no idea what I’m doing.’ The world champ groaned
and walked mindlessly.
‘Seduce Kai? Make him so hot?’ Tyson felt his face
burn at how he had totally fallen into that challenge. He figured he’d blame it
on the heat, though…
The truth was, both he and Kai had been at each others
throats recently. It seemed like all he and Kai did was beybattle each other.
Not that that was a bad thing, but the matches were starting to take on a
somewhat… provocative quality… lately. When it ended up just the two of them
alone, nothing but his spirit pushed up against Kai’s as they went to their
limits... It got kind of difficult to not totally enjoy it…
The last time they beybattled, right before going on this
trip, they had lain there, their clothes in tatters, panting, and Tyson had
never been more turned on in his life.
Kai had sat up and looked over at him…and… well, their eyes
spoke volumes…
Neither of them had ever said anything about it, and all
Tyson knew was that Kai was the one that kept coming to him for more matches, so
there was definitely… something to work with there. They probably never would’ve
made a move outside of the beydish, but NOW… he had an excuse to.
Tyson placed his hand on another stone pillar and let out a
sigh.
“Tyson.”
Tyson nearly choked. He knew that voice. He turned around.
“Uh, Kai.”
The dual-haired blader was standing just behind him, a cool
expression on his face as he stared off to the side. His eyes were almost
half-lidded with barely concealed dislike – though Tyson could tell it wasn’t
for him. The other blader’s gaze unexpectedly snapped up to meet Tyson’s, and
suddenly the blue-haired teen felt that familiar feeling of… intensity,
strike him.
As quickly as it had happened though, Kai broke the
contact, leaving Tyson blinking and extremely determined to get that kind
of attention back again!
The dual-haired blader turned away and started, “Your
father and brother…” Was it just him, or did Kai’s tone turn scornful at the
word ‘brother’? “…are set up this way.”
“Oh…” Tyson acknowledged, his concentration more on the
smooth way Kai walked, than what he had said.
Kai stopped and shot him a look over his shoulder.
“Coming?”
A raunchy grin covered Tyson’s face as he laced his hands
behind his head. “No, but you will be.” He whistled cheerfully as he sauntered
past a strangely silent and immobile Kai in the route he’d pointed out. Who
knew, maybe he could do this!
In the main hall of the ancient temple, Mr. Granger was
busy setting up some expensive-looking archaeology equipment and Hiro was going
through some battered files with loose-leaf papers.
Kenny, Hilary, and Daichi had caught up and while the two
brunets looked eager to get started on the research, Daichi couldn’t stop
staring at all the hieroglyphics, his mouth gaping like a fish.
“Woah…” The redhead breathed.
Tyson grudgingly agreed – they were really impressive.
Everything was so well preserved, it hardly seemed like they were carved over
4000 years ago!
The world champ leaned back lazily on his wooden bench – a
leftover that a previous Egyptian archaeologist team had left. A small smile
curved his lips. Kai kept stealing glances at him. The other blader was seated
on a different bench, though they weren’t far apart at all. He could tell, out
of the corner of his eye, from time to time the holder of Dranzer would shift
his head in Tyson’s direction, considering him, before turning back to watch the
set-up.
The dark-eyed teen smirked, he reeeally couldn’t
blame Kai. If he’d been on the receiving end of that kind of comment, he’d
probably have gone crazy by now! Tyson prepared to put Kai out of his misery,
turning out of his slouch to look at Kai, seeing the other blader press his lips
together in sudden awareness.
Tyson opened his mouth slyly. “Hey-”
“Finally!” Mr. Granger’s booming voice echoed happily,
drawing interested sounds from Kenny and Hilary. “We’re all set up!”
“That’s great. I know for sure this temple is the one.”
Hiro replied confidently, dropping a folder down into a pile and standing up.
“The one?” Hilary wondered looking around the great room
sceptically. “What are we searching for exactly anyway?”
“I’m glad you asked that, Hilary.” Tyson’s brother said and
then gave the youths all a significant gaze. “It’s part of the reason why you
all were invited in the first place.”
Kenny looked surprised at that, but then a look of
inspiration dawned on his face. “Aaah, I see. This has something to do with
Beyblade doesn’t it? Specifically, beyblade spirits!!” The Chief concluded with
an enthusiastic laugh.
At the mention of the sport Tyson perked up.
“Dragoon?”
“Gaia Dragoon?” Tyson and Daichi blurted at the same time.
Kai also seemed intrigued, and all three bitbeast holders reached to their
respective pockets, drawing out their beyblades.
Hiro nodded. “Right again, Chief.”
Mr. Granger pulled a large camera around his neck and
fiddled with the lens. “You’re all familiar with the extensive amount of
history in Egypt.” He said thoughtfully, “Through my studies of the mystery of
the origin of the sacred spirits, many clues have pointed me to this place – The
island of Philae.”
Hiro had to grin at that. “Deemed the ‘unapproachable’.” He
quoted.
“Whaaat?” Daichi huffed in confusion, stuffing Gaia Dragoon
away were he couldn’t be stolen or mummified or anything. “We got here just
FINE!! What does that mean, this island stole bitbeasts?”
Hilary sighed long-sufferingly. “No, you idiot!”
Tyson rolled his eyes. “I doubt it did that.”
The two elder Granger men looked at each other, their
expressions almost identical.
“This island is special, yes…” Mr. Granger started, before
his oldest son cut in.
“There were reports that birds never flew over it, and fish
never came near to the shores of the temple.” Hiro revealed, causing the group
of beybladers to feel more wary of the huge stone pillars and looming statues.
“While a pretty insignificant thing, we wondered if this might be one of the
possible locations of an ancient beyblade spirit.”
“Chances are it would’ve been handed down through the
generations already, if there were one here.” Kai’s cool voice interjected, his
earlier interest gone after that revelation.
Hiro frowned. “Well, that is true. Though, many bitbeasts
have been recorded to be found in inhospitable conditions… such as the artic or
deep caves.” The tall former BEGA coach turned his head and directed his
reasoning more to Kenny and Hilary. “The ancient Egyptians worshiped many
deities… There are many rumours that put the origins of bitbeasts to be
right here, at the center of the world.”
Mr. Granger smiled and gave a thumbs up. “We’re searching
for a link between the two.”
“Ooh…” Hilary seemed enthralled.
“Fascinating….” Kenny too.
Tyson put his dragoon blade away. “So what’s our job?”
“We’re looking for matching symbols that will point us in
the right direction.” Hiro gestured to encompass himself, his father, and the
two brunet members of the BBA Revolutions.
“You three,” Mr. Granger pointed to Tyson, Kai, and Daichi.
“Need to see if your bitbeasts will react at all – even the slightest –
to anything in this, the temple of Isis.”
As the group of teens turned to go in separate directions,
Hilary gave a haughty smile. “Oh Tyson~! You will so lose that
challenge.” She said under her breath.
Tyson gave her an obnoxiously false smile in reply and
waved. “Yeah right, watch me nail this.”
As the groups walked further into the temple the oppressive
heat of the desert became dry and much more comfortable. Pretty soon though, the
task they were supposedly to be completing seemed way too boring. Especially
when Tyson had other things on his mind.
“Hey, Kai…”
Kai paused. “What, do you want.” He finally asked, not
facing the other blader.
“I was just wondering…” Tyson started unassumingly,
scuffing at a small dune of sand. “You wanna…” He looked up and leaned in, his
eyes telling Kai he meant something else entirely. “…come… search this place,
together?” He finished lowly.
Kai’s eyes widened imperceptibly and he started leaning
back toward the wall almost unnoticeably. Tyson felt it as he breathed out
deeply. “….what?” The slightly taller teen immediately looked down in pause, his
posture as if he already knew ‘what’.
Tyson’s lips quirked, “I mean, alone…. Heh, maybe we could
find some goddess’s… beydish and have a match.” Even though he was
kidding, that actually got him more excited to go off alone with Kai.
Kai glanced to the side and the baseball-capped teen
noticed Daichi was watching them like a hawk. ‘Argh!’ The world champ
internally raged. He bet that pest didn’t even know the meaning of seduce!
“Get lost, Daichi!” Tyson booed, waving a hand angrily.
The younger blader let out a ‘Hah!’ and crossed his arms.
“Why do you keep talking into Kai’s mouth like that? I’ll find the bitbeasts
before you, Tyson!!”
“Grr, didn’t I say to get lost?!” Tyson growled moving
aggressively as if to smack the pest.
“I’ll find the lost bitbeasts!” Daichi shouted at nearly
the top of his lungs and ran before the pony-tailed blader could get him, his
beyblade held in the air as if he were numero uno.
The baseball-capped teen smacked his head and then turned
back to the holder of Dranzer. Kai was on guard again, looking cool against the
stone wall, his arms crossed in that ‘devil-may-care’ attitude.
‘Oooh no you don’t, Kai.’ Tyson thought. ‘I know
you care.’
“So…” He laid a hand on the wall beside Kai’s frame,
drawing a wary glance from the paler teen. “About that beybattle…”
Kai pushed away from the wall and started walking promptly
in a random direction. “Let’s just get this, research, over with.”
“Oh,” Tyson blinked, but didn’t seem deterred. “Okay, well-
hey!” He called out when Kai disappeared through a tight doorway.
Once inside, Kai stopped abruptly and stared hard at the
room’s wall carvings. The slightly shorter blader’s comments and actions were
making him… edgy. All of a sudden it felt like things had changed and there was
almost no room to hide anymore. What was he trying to pull? ‘Here and now, of
all places…’
The passage was narrow as the pony-tailed world champ
squeezed through. Kai heard him and carefully kept his eyes trained on the stone
portrait of the goddess, though, he failed to see it when the other blader came
close. He could feel Tyson’s body heat, and it was hard to look at him.
“Heh, you’re right, the sooner we get this over with, the
soon we can… do our thing.” Tyson compromised, but those… meanings… still hung
in the air.
Tyson suddenly placed his bare hands low on Kai’s hips, and
brushed his body against the other blader’s behind as he moved to pass by.
“Whoops… sorry. Kai.” His voice was purposefully teasing – the way he said his
name. Kai felt his cheeks flush in an unwanted warmth. A solid chest
skimmed his back, before the other young man let go completely and kept walking
ahead.
Kai stood frozen for a long moment, before his head turned
to stare at Tyson’s retreating figure, the feeling of firm hands on his hips
still branding him as if they were still there.
Not a half hour had passed by with the beybladers walking
through the yellowy cast temple when Kai, who had been methodically checking
each chamber for anything that might react with his phoenix bitbeast – inwardly
considering it all to be a huge waste of time – found himself in the same deeply
engraved corridor as Tyson again.
They saw each other, and the midnight blue haired teen
smiled at Kai in a way that could be described as… naughty.
Kai felt a thrill spread across his skin. Was there a point
in thinking about it more? ‘Here and now… at least for now…’ The
dual-haired blader stepped forward towards that invitation.
At some higher power Tyson managed to wrongly understand
the movement, thinking Kai meant to check out another sacred chamber. He glanced
at the hall behind Kai. That doorway hadn’t been there before, had it? One blue
eyebrow rose slightly.
“Hey, you missed a room.”
Kai stopped dead and stared at Tyson strangely.
“That one!” Tyson pointed to the doorway where a
pitch-black space lay inside.
Kai pivoted, and finally noticed what he was talking about.
Tyson jogged to stand by Kai and they eyed the mysterious ancient chamber. It
really was odd… ‘I could’ve sworn this wasn’t here.’
So caught up in the strange sight, the two world class
bladers didn’t notice as their blades began to glow softly. “What do you suppose
is in there?” Tyson wondered. Kai frowned at the dark, and as one they walked
through the doorway; the light seemed to be sucked away as soon as they entered,
the darkness was almost unnatural, though not frightening.
That was, until they took their next steps, and their feet
met nothing.
“AAAAaaaaaahhh!!” Tyson’s yell dominated the empty corridor
as they fell away into the shadows.
The grating of rock against rock sounded and bits of dust
tumbled away as the doorway slowly became sealed by a huge stone tablet. The
only evidence that there had ever been a door was the epitaph of Isis.
Tyson hit the floor first, unevenly, and instantly became
embarrassed when he realized it had been only been a missed step and a short
drop that had tripped him up. Kai stumbled and, in the narrow stairway, couldn’t
avoid his body falling onto Tyson’s prone form at the bottom of the steps.
“Oof!” In the confusion and disarray the two got to their
feet in time to see the doorway be sealed by heavy ancient stone. Kai lunged up
the stairs and slammed his hands onto the solid rock, Tyson right behind him.
“Damnit…” The holder of Dranzer muttered under his breath.
Dark and light eyes met and the two beybladers had their
launchers ready, letting it rip with forces that had crushed less flimsy walls
to powder.
“GO DRAGOON!”
“DRANZER!”
The beyblades crashed into the stone door and rebounded,
causing Tyson and Kai to hasten to catch them. The world champ peered in front
of him to see the damage, and reeled back in shock when he couldn’t find any.
Kai’s eyebrows were drawn, but somehow didn’t seem as
surprised.
The baseball-capped teen glanced around taking in the
dusty, dim yellow sunlight which illuminated the spacious chamber through slots
in the blocky ceiling. Unlike the rest of the temple, this room didn’t have any
elaborate drawings or reliefs, it was just… a room.
Tyson turned back to eye the sealed entrance. “Well this
sucks…”
Kai shook a lock of hair out of his eyes with a deft
movement.
It was a lot cooler in here… whatever ‘here’ was, even with
the dry heat of Egypt permeating the temple.
They were both leaning against the wall facing the sealed
doorway, Tyson having already obsessively inspected everything else, neither
willing to be the first to sit down on the smooth slabs of stone that made up
the floor – because that would mean they were well and truly trapped.
The midnight blue haired teen finally unshouldered his
light backpack and let it drop to the ground.
Kai watched the movement with rising apprehension, and
Tyson caught his gaze, causing the dual-haired blader to turn his head away, his
lips pursed tightly at an unwilling blush. He almost couldn’t believe that just
a few moments before getting stuck in here, he’d been ready to – what? Make out
with Tyson? Kai almost laughed, it seemed so stupid, though he could still
hardly look the tanned blader in the eye.
“Aw man, well, it could be worse. Right Kai?” The
baseball-capped teen sighed with good humour and shook his head. “You think it
was the bitbeast spirits? Dragoon didn’t do a thing to that rock! Dranzer
would’ve done something for sure… actually heh, can you imagine if we did
smash down the place? Hiro would slay us.” When the older teen failed to
respond, Tyson pushed away from the wall and craned his neck to try and get Kai
to answer him. “So?”
“…So what does it matter?” Kai finally replied, still
stubbornly staring anywhere that wasn’t Tyson. “You think that history means
anything to me? I don’t care about the consequences, of what you and I, do...”
He trailed off, embarrassment clear in his posture when he could feel the smug
intrigue that suddenly coloured Tyson.
“Oh. I see.” The grin was blatant. “So it’s a good
thing we’re here, alone…”
Kai nearly groaned at giving him an excuse to keep up with
the…comments. “Tyson, just-”
“Hey,” Tyson planted a hand on the wall, which made Kai
look at him involuntarily. The world champ held that gaze, and placed his other
hand on the wall as well, trapping the other teen.
Kai’s breath caught in his throat, and his bare hands
clutched at the stone blocks behind him, intensely aware of the lack of distance
between them. Tyson’s eyes were warm and beautiful, and, yeah a bit naughty.
Kai’s chest rose and fell, and his eyebrows lowered with his quickened breaths
as he felt compelled to do something really bad, that Hiro would
definitely want to slay them for.
Those dark eyes were screaming ‘Kiss me!’, and his were
probably saying even worse things considering the way Tyson became flushed and
wet his lips.
Kai leaned forward a little bit. Tyson tilted his head at
the entering of personal space and smiled slowly. Kai leaned in more, the rest
of the way, quickly pressing his mouth to the sly one in front of him, his eyes
sliding shut.
Fire spread across Tyson’s body, and he kissed back,
softening his lips against Kai’s. It was wet when Kai licked his lip brazenly,
tasting skin, and the kiss deepened. Tongues were hot and Kai’s hands went to
hold his back, the thin yellow t-shirt shifting as the slightly taller teen’s
fingers clenched in the fabric. Slowly, Tyson slid his hands from the wall down
Kai’s shoulders and arms to hold him gently at the waist. Kai pulled at his
t-shirt, bringing their bodies more closely together, trying to make the kiss
longer before they needed to breathe.
Tyson finally pulled his mouth away and panted after that
hot encounter.
He had done it. He’d seduced Kai, somehow… actually… kind
of easily – but he was too turned on. He hadn’t realized it would feel so good.
He was so hard, his jeans felt unbearable and he was this close from touching
himself! – he was so far gone.
The longhaired blader looked up and gazes locked. Kai
didn’t even give him a chance to think about it further, the holder of Dranzer
leaning in again to kiss him softly, this time lingering on his lips, waiting
until Tyson’s grasp on his waist was firm in excitement, before kissing a heated
trail down his neck.
“Kai…” Tyson groaned lowly and pressed his pelvis into
Kai’s, letting him feel the hard length there. Kai stopped, his mouth in
mid-kiss against the world champ’s ear. The heat between them was overpowering.
Kai breathed out slowly, sending dark blue bangs fluttering and a shiver of
excitement through both of them. Kai’s hands roved up Tyson’s strong back and
pressed up against that jean-clad thigh, making Tyson’s hips shift of their own
accord and his hands slip lower on his behind. Kai was turned on too.
“Kai.” The second groan was surprised, with wide eyes and
raised eyebrows.
He finished kissing Tyson’s ear and knew the tanned blader
could hear the wicked smirk in his reply. “Can’t handle it?”
Tyson pulled back and his mouth was open in an appealing
mix of incredulity and confidence. “We’ll see who handles who!” He grinned, his
eyes half-lidded as he kissed Kai deeply, pushing his head back, and taking hold
of his hands, pressing them back against the wall. They rubbed against each
other in arousal and Kai tried a few times to dislodge his hands, though Tyson
caught them and pinned them low by his sides, sliding his body flush along Kai’s
paler one. Their lips parted with slight smack and Tyson let go of the other
boy’s wrists, his hands finding Kai’s belt buckle, deftly undoing it, and then
his own.
Kai’s breath was hot and uneven, not fighting it as Tyson
inched his pants down, a tanned hand firmly encircling his hard length, stroking
his sweating skin lightly. His eyes closed and his entire body seemed to blush
with the sensations. “T-Tyson…” A passionate kiss was planted on his neck,
midnight blue hair tickling him.
Forcing his eyes open, Kai took Tyson’s hand away and the
world champ watched him disappear, Kai unhurriedly sliding down the wall to his
knees.
“What-” The baseball-capped teen shut his mouth, his eyes
wide as Kai’s fingers popped open the button to his jeans, the zipper following,
agonizingly slow.
Tyson let out a breath and couldn’t help but turn red,
figuring out what his former team captain meant to do. “You-” It came out
strangled, and he quickly cleared his throat. “You don’t have to do that – ah –
Kai…”
But Kai already had Tyson’s raging erection in his hand and
was placing wet kisses along the base. Kai pumped his hand slowly, licking
lightly at the skin of the other teen’s abs, and finishing with a kiss. “I
wanted to do this as soon as I knew you were hard…” Kai said lowly, wetting his
lips as he took the head into his mouth, sucking at the organ like a popsicle
before pulling away and running his tongue down the vein, gripping the shaft
tighter when it involuntarily twitched.
Tyson let out a shuddering gasp, one hand going to support
himself on the rocky wall, the other curling into the dark hair at the back of
Kai’s head. He watched as Kai bobbed his head along the length of his cock until
his hips began to move in time. Kai drew back, sucking on the glistening tip and
stroking his hand along the length. Tyson forced himself to pull away, getting
down to his knees on the floor himself.
Kai was breathing heavily, his eyes questioning as his
wiped his mouth with his hand.
“I wanna try something…” Tyson panted, a lazy grin on his
face as he gestured to the ancient blocks of stone behind them. “Get against the
wall.” The suggestion was followed by a flirty wink, and Kai raised an eyebrow,
his pulse racing at what they were doing. The former team captain slipped his
pants down further, somewhat uncertain as he turned and braced himself against
the rocky wall, kneeling on the dusty floor.
Tyson kissed Kai’s back before rolling the purple
sleeveless shirt up his chest teasingly, his fingers skirting themselves back
down supple skin. Kai’s lips parted in surprise, starting to rethink the
position he was in. “Tyson-”
The baseball-capped blader kissed his bare skin, tanned
hands gently holding his hips, then stroking his behind. “Don’t worry, you’ll
like this.”
The holder of Dragoon continued to smooth his hands over
Kai’s creamy skin, making Kai shift his knees further apart. Without warning,
Tyson spread those globes roughly, causing Kai to breathe in sharply, a small
sound escaping in revelation. He was so exposed. Kai’s neck and ears tinged pink
as a flush stole over him. He could feel Tyson’s stare. The pony-tailed
teen did not say or do anything at first, and Kai found himself anxious. Hot
puffs of breath ghosted against his skin, sending a new wave of thrill through
Kai as he realized how close Tyson actually was.
Unable to stop himself, Tyson reached his tongue out and
laid teasingly light licks along that spread skin, causing Kai to jerk in
surprise, his eyes wide. He ran his tongue around Kai’s entrance, gently
flicking at it once, then twice. Kai’s lips parted inaudibly, his legs suddenly
trembling.
Tyson grinned. “You like that?”
For a while, only Kai’s hushed breaths answered him.
“Sh-shut up…” The dual-haired teen’s head hung low.
The long-haired blader knew he’d been right, and
kept at it for a bit longer, coating Kai’s skin with a layer of wetness, before
pulling away to survey his handy work. A thin string of saliva linked Tyson’s
tongue to Kai’s shuddering hole. He licked his lips to break it, and then
brought his head back in to place a large, sucking kisses over Kai’s flushed
balls, moving on to tongue briefly at his hard on.
Kai jerked again, his fingers involuntarily flexing on the
dusty stone bricks, his chest heaving as he tried to come back down from the
pleasure. “A-ah…”
Tyson sat back, pulling off his shirt and quickly grabbing
at his discarded backpack. Opening the flap he dug out a travel size bottle of
lotion he had carried around with him. Squeezing out a good amount, Tyson leaned
back in to lick at the apex of Kai’s rear, pressing a lubricated thumb to that
entrance, rubbing stiltedly.
Kai gasped as he felt Tyson’s fingers slid in thickly and
then out. His cock twitched at the sensations, and his hands clenched at the
stones.
Tyson pushed his jeans down further, letting his erection
protrude freely, his balls heavy as he squeezed more lotion into the palm of his
hand. Reaching down, the baseball-capped blader gripped himself, spreading the
cream along his heated skin, a small moan escaping his lips.
Kai heard it and bit his bottom lip in anticipation. He
pushed back a little bit, but when something failed to happen, the dual-haired
blader become edgy. A moment later, his cheeks burning, Kai swallowed.... “…Fuck
me.”
Tyson immediately took his fingers away from himself and
replaced them at Kai’s entrance, a small judder shaking the other teen at that
touch. “I’m getting to that…” Tyson grinned, laughter in his tone. Kai’s breaths
seemed to come faster at that and Tyson quickly positioned himself behind him,
the head of his cock brushing that tight hole.
Kai stifled the moan that tingled along his skin. “D-do
it…”
Eager to do it himself, Tyson took hold of Kai’s hip
with one hand and held his own erection as he carefully thrust forward. That
tight ring of muscle stretched taunt as his girth pushed in, the lotion coating
them with delicious friction.
“U-uuh… oh god, Kai.” Tyson gasped, his head falling
back in ecstasy, his other hand swiftly grabbing Kai’s other hip, shifting to
adjust as his cock filled Kai.
As inch after inch entered, Kai’s breathing became more and
more laboured, his eyes shut in concentration. The holder of Dranzer’s arms
shook and his body reared back of its own accord to accept the throbbing length.
Tyson pushed more assertively and Kai’s breaths suddenly turned stilted at the
large organ pressing inside of him. His fingers dug unrelentingly at the rocky
wall, wanting to move, but fighting to keep still.
Tyson groaned, his damp hands holding Kai’s pale waist
firmly. He looked down and it was creamy and smooth and his dark blue pubic hair
looked out of place as he gently reached the hilt.
They paused there, just breathing deeply, different pants
causing different patches of skin to brush against each other teasingly on their
joined lower bodies.
Kai’s legs trembled at the completeness of the penetration,
his knees sliding further apart on the dusty ground as he struggled to keep his
composure. Their naked thighs were barely touching, and Kai shuddered at the
cool of Tyson’s belt buckle on his lower leg.
Powerless to hold still any longer, it was tight and slick
as Tyson slowly pumped his hips back, his hard cock moving out agonizingly slow,
and then back in, thickly.
“Mng…” Kai couldn’t stifle the grunt of shocked pleasure.
Tyson ran his tongue over his suddenly dry lips, and he
watched as his cock thrust in and out slowly, Kai’s body straining at the
movements. The tanned teen trailed his hand around and griped the other’s raging
hard on, stroking up and down. Kai’s hands fisted against the wall and he gasped
deeply, his mouth watering at the shear ecstasy. It seemed like hours had passed
and soon a fine sheen of sweat had erupted over their bodies as they fucked on
the dusty floor of the temple.
Without warning, the previous pace appeared much too slow
and urgency entered their movements. Tyson suddenly stood up straighter on his
knees in a new angle, his body looming over Kai’s back in an unaccustomed
excitement.
“Aah!” Kai cried out, and his grip on the wall faltered as
the head of Tyson’s cock now brushed something deep inside of him on each
thrust, his own straining erection bobbing in response, the tip glistening at
the erotic sensations.
“Mmnf!...” Tyson bit his lip heavily, his eyebrows furrowed
and his eyes screwed shut as sweat ran down his brow. His ass clenched as he
pumped in and out hurriedly, pulling Kai’s hips back against him when the paler
teen could not do it himself.
Kai was openly gasping, his upper body shuddering as he
shakily crossed his arms in front of himself on the wall, pressing his sweaty
face into the pillow of them to keep from falling face-first to the floor at the
pounding he was receiving. The tanned teen’s large cock was filling him to the
hilt, keeping him stretched wide, over and over again, making his thighs quake
maddeningly as he struggled to take it.
“Aah-ah…” Tyson’s voice tremored lowly, as he forced his
eyes open and looked down Kai’s trembling back, sliding his hands to grip those
creamy mounds, holding them apart and throwing his head back as he thrust
wantonly, plundering Kai’s rear with uncontrollable arousal, the meeting of
their hips causing their balls to smack lightly together, the sound of skin on
skin filling the empty chamber.
Kai’s knees slipped and his arms lost their grip, and he
could not help sliding down the rocky wall, managing to catch himself before he
was in the dust. The dual-haired teen moaned and grunted, feeling the incredible
thickness threaten to undo him.
Tyson swallowed as he was finally undone, his hands
intensifying their grip on Kai’s ass, his back arced, all of his muscles
tightening as he came massively with a gasping moan, his pelvis still thrusting
though there was no more space to fill. Kai’s tight ring was clutching
erratically, milking his cock of all it’s hot cum, and giving him the greatest
orgasm of his life.
Tyson was shaking as he slid his length from Kai’s
still-clenching entrance. It came away slick and sticky, and Tyson ran a
quivering hand down to hold himself as he sat back and away, pressing his back
to the rocky wall beside Kai, slowly coming down from arousal.
The baseball-capped teen heard the scraping of dirt, and
looked beside him to see Kai shift, his body weak and quaking in the aftermath
of the rough pace.
Kai was still on his knees, holding precariously to the
groves between the rocks on the wall, his head hanging low as he panted unevenly
for breath. That smooth back was still dipped low, his naked behind high in the
air. Tyson took in that sight, and moved closer, noticing rivulets of cum and
sweat running slowly along Kai’s thighs.
Kai moaned weakly, and Tyson realized that his former team
captain hadn’t cum yet. Hooking an arm around that pale waist, the world champ
laid Kai down on the ground. The other blader was too far gone to fight it as
Tyson spread Kai’s knees apart and reached down to hold that raging hard on,
drops of precum rolling from the slit on the head down that engorged shaft.
“A-ah…” Kai panted, turning his head and opening his eyes
dazedly. At some point during their wild sex the slab of stone which had sealed
the doorway shut had shifted open, revealing the familiar corridor beyond it.
Anything he wanted to say about it was lost though, the moment he was flat on
his back, his knees spread apart as Tyson sucked him off. The blue-haired boy’s
head was bobbing up and down rhythmically, tightening his lips as he sucked on
the flushed cock head, and then relaxing as he took the shaft deep into his
throat. His hand stroked at the base of his erection and over his balls.
“A-ahh…” Kai’s voice wavered as the sensations along his
organ heightened. “T-TYSON!” He came with a hoarse cry and a straining of hips,
his hands digging at the ground in unashamed abandonment.
Tyson felt Kai’s cock pulse as jets of salty cum filled his
mouth. The dual-haired blader fell limp and exhausted on the floor and Tyson
pulled away, his tongue idly moving the substance around in his mouth as he
watched in captivation as Kai continued to lay there panting, his long bangs
messy and sticky against his face, his eyes closed in the aftershock.
Even after that orgasm, Kai’s cock was still hard,
so badly had he been aroused.
Abruptly, the older teen’s eyes snapped open and Tyson
watched dubiously as Kai shakily got to his feet, his legs barely wanting to
support his weight. Before he knew it, Kai was pulling up his dusty pants over
his length, and was stumbling out the shockingly unsealed exit before Tyson had
the chance to swallow.
‘On second thought…” He didn’t bother to. Scrambling
to his feet he grabbed up what had been thrown on the ground and made his way
through the doorway just as the stone block started to close again of its own
accord.
Disorientated, Tyson Granger wandered through the hot
hallways, having pulled his shirt back on and straightened up as best he could.
‘I guess Kai went a different way…’ Wow, had that mind-blowing encounter
really happened? Well he did have the proof, heh…
Tyson suddenly walked out into what was the main chamber of
the temple. Hilary and Kenny there were packing up some things.
Hilary caught sight of him and had a know-it-all look on
her face. “Kai just swept through here like he hadn’t seen water for days. I
knew you’d fail Tyson!”
Kenny appeared to agree as he shuffled his drawings and
notes on the hieroglyphics. “I guess it proves that he couldn’t do it.”
“Mnf?” The pony-tailed teen raised an eyebrow and made a
sound that seemed to say, ‘Is that so?’ He didn’t actually speak though,
his mouth was suspiciously full.
After getting the two brunets unimpressed attention, Tyson
let a trickle of cum leak from the corner of his lips down his chin, and his
expression became inordinately smug and pleased before he licked it back up and
swallowed. He quickly wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes
dancing as he snickered good-naturedly. “How’s that for proof.”
The Chief instantly turned red and he dropped all his
papers in complete embarrassment.
Hilary looked confused for a moment before it hit her and
her eyes bugged out as she wheezed out a strangled, “Ohmygod!”
Tyson grinned widely and went to place his hands on his
hips cockily, only to notice he had forgotten to re-buckle his belt. “Whoops.”
Tyson face somehow got even smugger as he redid it and the looked up, tutting
arrogantly. “And that my friends, is why I can do anything!” Tyson
stuffed his hands into his jean pockets and whistled as he headed outside.
“That…what…no WAY.” Hilary said in disbelief. “NO WAY!”
Kenny was speechless.
“He faked it! He did NOT do it – do THAT!”
Kenny was still red and just could not say anything.
Hilary nodded and took the Chief’s silence as agreement.
“Yup, it was all a fake.”
Kenny could’ve been a beet red mime for all she cared.
“C’MON Kenny, there’s still some education to be had!”
She grabbed the immobile short teen and started dragging
him away.
Unbeknownst to the group of explorers, inside the most
hidden room of the temple of Isis, a pedestal lifted from the seemingly normal
floor, glittering light flowing from a beam of gold that suddenly split the air.
New hieroglyphs carved themselves along the walls, and floating above the dais
was a shining spirit that for some reason highly resembled a phoenix and dragon.
A while later, Tyson stood by the edge of the famous river.
When they’d all come down here, they’d passed some of the local kids swimming in
the water, and after the earlier events, Tyson really wanted to take a dip in
the Nile too. The world champ stripped down to his boxers and dove into the
cool water.
He popped back up a second later when his shorts had come
off.
“Argh! Uh oh…” Tyson’s hands shot down to cover himself. He
heard a small splash and he whirled, sensing that someone had been watching him.
Kai was sitting on a rock by the water’s edge holding his
boxers off of a single finger.
Tyson stopped and drank in that sight. “…Kai.”
He was wearing a fresh change of clothes and looked a whole
lot more composed than a about an hour earlier, when he’d been coming in Tyson’s
mouth.
As if reading the midnight blue haired blader’s thoughts,
Kai cleared his throat uncomfortably and looked off to the side. Tyson raised an
eyebrow at that behaviour and grinned, deliberately removing his hands from
their position and slapped at the waist-high water teasingly. “Can I get those
back, or do you wanna hang onto them?”
Kai simply arched an eyebrow, his expression deceptively
neutral. The wet boxers were dropped back into the river with a plop, and Kai’s
eyes struck Tyson’s for a long glance. “Next time, choose a better place.” The
holder of Dranzer’s voice held a smirk as got up and immediately turned to
leave. Whatever leverage he’d once had in their disturbing relationship had
long since been exposed… He did keep coming back for a reason, after all…
Tyson watched him go and couldn’t help but blush at the way
Kai seemed to be taking his time walking.
The Egyptian sun was finally setting when the group was
rounded up together outside the striking temple. Mr. Granger and Daichi packed
up the jeep and the others stretched after the long day of cramped spaces and
dusty rooms.
“Where did you two go to?” Hiro asked suspiciously to Tyson
and Kai, who Daichi had complained that they didn’t do anything.
“It was SO boring and hot in there bro, so I took a swim in
the Nile.” Tyson waved a hand flippantly. It wasn’t as if they could tell him
what actually happened, even though it did have something strange to do with the
beyblade spirits.
Hiro sighed under his breath and stared at Kai for his
answer.
Kai just turned to glare briefly at the former BEGA coach,
though when he looked away again, the dual-haired blader wore a shrewd smirk on
his lips.
Kenny and Hilary jumped at that, and looked at each other,
swimming in denial!
Hiro sighed as they gave one last look at the temple of
Isis before the group piled into the jeep, heading back to the nearest town. The
truth was, they hadn’t only been searching for the origins of all bitbeasts… but
rather… they had been searching for the ancient Egyptians’ method for the
creation of one.
With the motor puttering and the dust blowing, the former
BEGA coach wondered. “I don’t understand it, I was so sure that we would find
some kind of concrete evidence here of all places.”
“Archeology is a game of chance.” Tyson’s father replied
kindly from the driver’s seat.
“Even though we didn’t find anything, you said this place
was still really important…” Hilary trailed off.
“Yes, definitely.” Hiro nodded, tipping his hat. “Isis was
worshiped very heavily in ancient times. She symbolized everything from life to
ultimate strength and power. Some even called her the goddess of love.”
“What about seduction?” Daichi spoke up.
Hilary looked like she wanted to smack him.
“Well that’s arguable.” Tyson smirked at the trio of
friends, then genuinely smiled, leaning back against his seat, knowing Kai was
sitting right behind him. “There’s no difference between love and seduction.”
The End
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