Sweet notes: that took you guys like a whole of two days and a half… that, I have to say, is bloody scary… it implies people actually like this ficcett. Quite frankly I’m surprised no one wrote a Beyblade Sci-fi before me. anyway, enjoy this chappie I think its gonna take me a bit of time to do it because I’ll be putting a lot of hard work into it. It is also almost twice as long as the other chapters so er, yeah. Enjoy!

Warnings: Yaoi, shounen-ai, Kai x Tyson. A bit of humour. Lemon. A tad psychological… but think about it, if I can read it and comprehend it… how much trouble do you expect? Also AU Sci-fi.

Disclaimer: If pigs were flying, hell was frozen over and judgement day had come, I would own Beyblade’s… look outside, if any of these three isn’t happening, it probably isn’t mine.

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~ By Sweetdeily.

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"Look me in the eye when you say that."

"No. I don’t want to look at you in the first place."

"Well you have to."

"No I don’t."

"Is it a show you put on infront of your parents, pretending you can speak clearly?"

"Yes."

"Ha! You said yes!"

"You tricked me you ass!"

"No I did not. You did not have to say ‘yes’ you could have said something vulgar."

"And what is that implying?"

"That you might actually be thankful I saved you."

"Oh yeah, I’m sooo thankful that I have to listen to you again."

"This coming from someone who is sitting on my lap still."

"I told you! I’m not sure if my legs are working I feel a lot like jelly."

"Sure… and your hands?"

"What about my hands, smart ass?"

Crimson eyes glanced down too the two tanned fingers still in a death grip on his shirt. The death grip was probably because a few moments ago they had hit an asteroid field and the first few minutes Max had been having lots of control problems, sending everyone on the ship all over the place. Tyson had woken up during these violent tossings and proclaimed that Max was a horrible driver and Kai to get his hands off him… the subject of the fight was acknowledging that Tyson did in fact know he owed Kai a favour, which lead to the black haired boy proclaiming that if he said yes to something then he did in fact know.

"Asteroids!" Max yelled, the ship moved violently left before up. Leaving everyone shaking and Tyson’s head buried in Kai’s chest.

The blonde at the control was getting a headache from the driving as well as the two people arguing in the back.

"You are still clutching."

"And you’re still touching!"

"I would not have to touch if you were not about to fall of my lap."

"What… do you want me to stay on your lap or something." Tyson gasped. "ECCHI!!!!!"

"THAT’S IT! BOTH OF YOU, SHUT UP!" Max spun in his chair and levelled to two guilty parties with a glare.

"Tyson, stop complaining about having to hold on. Kai, stop encouraging him to complain! I’ve had to listen to this shit for the past two hours, so sit there, shut up and let me fly the damn ship!"

He glared a bit longer before turning back to the screen, missing the tongue that Tyson stuck out at him.

The mental answering seem faint but there, Tyson didn’t even seemed to have noticed he was speaking through his mind back at Kai.

Tyson’s eyes closed as Kai pulled him against his body making a small verbal sound before his lips were stolen in a kiss that would have melted a girl at the knees. A small whimper was swallowed into Kai’s mouth as the Moonain thrust his tongue into the boy’s mouth.

Max glanced back at the two men, wondering why they had actually gone quiet, what he saw made him blush and quickly look away. "Geez, get a room."

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Tyson heard himself make a small whimper when Kai pulled back slightly. He wasn’t sure why he would whimper at the loss of contact. Cool fingers threaded through his hair, massaging at his scalp and making him sigh. He didn’t want to sigh, he wanted to thrash about and move. But he wasn’t doing any of those things.

Kai watched the blissful look on Tyson’s face, knowing that he was the cause of it.

Tyson made another sound, unable to answer. Kai could sense what he consciously thought he wanted to do, but he could also see what the other part of him wanted to do. The part that controlled Tyson when Kai touched him.

He loved the thick mass of hair and how Tyson purred when he ran his hands through the strands, brushing through it with his fingers. A little smile danced across his features. He wanted to watch Tyson’s face during the thralls of sex, wanted to hear more noises come from him, wanted to feel everything about him. Unconsciously one hand slid over the boy’s collarbone working down his chest while Kai leaned back in for another kiss.

It was about this time, lips interlocked, pilot blushing like mad and whoever else was in the shuttle looking pointedly out the window that the COM buzzed announcing that they were back at the ship.

Kai sighed heavily, pulling away from Tyson and releasing the boy to watch him scramble out of Kai’s lap and up to where Max was.

Kai sighed. The things he was doing for Tyson…

~ ~ ~

There was a foreboding sense of Deja’vu when Kai entered the private room, carrying Tyson over one shoulder. He turned; locking the code and making sure it was extra long this time. Finally done he walked across the room, still carrying Tyson, and clicked the button to bring the bed out.

"Lights, dim to late evening."

"Why are you dimming the lights? Why haven’t you put me down and why the fuck is the bed out!?" came a somewhat frantic voice form over his back. Kai reportioned his weight and pulled Tyson off his shoulder, dumping the boy on the bed. Blue eyes glared up at him. "What are you doing?"

Kai stripped off his turtleneck and watched as fear slid into Tyson’s eyes. "What are you doing?" Tyson asked again, a little more panicked. The pure human made a move to get off the bed but Kai flapped his wings around, preventing escape. Blue eyes widened and the pure human scrambled backward slipping repeatedly on the silky sheet. Kai moved forward, climbing onto the bed, predatory hunger in his gaze. Blue eyes looked near tears as Tyson backed away. "What are you doing? Don’t come any closer Kai!"

Blue eyes filled with tears. "Y… you don’t understand!"

"Gods… don’t come any closer!" Tears were actually pulling out of the black haired boy’s eyes by now. Kai growled and pounced, pinning Tyson down in the middle of the bed.

"What is the problem?" He hissed.

Tyson whimpered looking up at him with genuine fear. "Don’t… please, I’ll do anything, just don’t."

"It is too late for that Tyson."

Tears rolled down his cheeks even as Kai kissed him with fever.

The words were faint and fading as if his capacity for sending them was going, they would not have even reached out of the room.

Warm tongue in his mouth stroking against his own making tingling bubbling feelings play along his stomach. Tears slowly as he became unable to do anything but relax into the embrace. He wanted to cry, wanted to scream and yell, he wanted to be able to move, to know that he had some control.

But it wouldn’t let him.

He didn’t hate Kai; he hated the thing that wouldn’t let him move, hated the way he felt so restrained, as good as Kai tying him up. All the noises and screams he wanted to make were suppressed, only able to make soft whimpers.

Kai was gently removing his shirt, smoothing fingers over his stomach.

He didn’t want to be relaxing. He didn’t want it to feel good. He didn’t want to be submitting. Because if he wanted to do this kind of thing. He didn’t want to be thrown around like a rag doll.

When lusty crimson eyes commanded him to open his own eyes he wanted to do it on his own. When soft lips kissed away to wet lines from his tears, he wanted to cry even more.

He couldn’t tell Kai.

He couldn’t even form words. He could only gasp, head throwing back in reflex when talented lips moved over his chest. A voice whispering in his mind about his body.

He wanted to scream at Kai for offering a solution when he didn’t even know the whole problem. He wanted to be able to talk above all.

Teeth grazed delicately over one of his nipples making the smooth flesh harden. It didn’t feel especially good, but it sent to tingling in his body lower.

He wanted to shiver. His stomach was bunched up in knots by the time Kai had moved onto the other side of his body.

There was a long pause in which Kai looked down into the fearful blue eyes. Little pieces of information floating back into his mind.

/ "Whatever it is you keep doing to me. Stop it."

"I hate you. I loathe you. I think you’re a son of a-"

"I don’t twitch."

"S… st… sto…"

"You wouldn’t…"

"Do… Donnn…t."

"NO!"

"Goddamnit! Let me go!"

"Let me off?"

"Pretty?… Experience? … Intentions?"

"Dude… your not making any sense."

"Personal space… ever heard of it?"

"How… how c… how could anyone… think that? Of all the horrible things to do to someone…"/

Crimson eyes just sort of looked stunned. It was as if he could barely comprehend it.

Blue eyes held the acknowledgment of his words; the look of pain on Tyson’s face was horrible.

"And I have been doing nothing but forcing you to accept me when this is your…"

Tyson’s mental voice seemed to stun both of them. Kai sighed. The right thing to do would be to back off and wait for a time Tyson was ready… but it was too late for that.

Kai sighed slightly.

Blue eyes closed slowly, tears wanting to leak out.

Kai sighed lowering his head to brush his lips against Tyson’s navel going so much slower then before. Tongue trailing warmly over the boy’s skin pausing to slowly kiss his hips.

He came back up to Tyson every now and then, bestowing soft sensual kisses on his lips, nibbling softly on Tyson’s neck. Not listening to the sounds to boy made. For they were merely bodily reactions, but he listened to the sounds he did not make.

It must have happened when Kai was removing his own pants, at some point between long soft kisses, gentle touches and soft licks over his skin, Tyson found himself able to breath his own air, to blush and to move his arm so he could cover his mouth. "How… do you…" The soft blush spread, his lose black hair trailing around his shoulders making him look picture perfect, like someone should be taking photos of him in different sensual positions.

Kai moved back to him completely naked and huge wings fanning out behind him, and his obvious enjoyment of taking Tyson’s virginity. "How do I what?" He asked, not wishing to break whatever courage Tyson had.

The blush got bigger and Tyson shook his head, trying very hard not to notice Kai’s enjoyment. "Nevermind. I don’t think I want to know." Kai smiled as he climbed back onto the bed, touching Tyson’s shoulder and gently easing his hands around the boy’s back.

"How do you feel?"

"I’m scared, nervous, fluttery. I want to start crying again." Came the soft reply blush dying down, as he could no longer look down.

"That is normal. You can if you wish."

Tyson nodded giving a bit of a laugh. "Actually I wouldn’t mind arguing with you about something…"

Kai smiled slightly pressing his lips against Tyson’s softly before pulling back. "After this you can argue with me as much as you want okay?"

Tyson nodded softly wiping his moist eyes slightly. Kai kissed the boy softly, letting the boy watch as he moved his hand down to the drawn string of Tyson’s pants, Tyson hid his head against Kai’s chest, not wanting to see whatever expression crossed to Moonain’s face, he didn’t stop the Moonain however.

Kai’s fingers made short work of the drawstring knot and he began sliding Tyson’s pants down, gripping the boy’s underwear as he went and pulling. "Move your legs." He whispered softly, Tyson’s legs bent upward obediently. A few moments later they were both completely naked Kai was not surprised to see Tyson was semi-erect. He had spent a lot of time on foreplay after all.

"There, that was not so tough now was it?"

Tyson shook his head against Kai’s chest, still not looking anywhere.

Kai knew what a drama it was for human pure’s to lose their virginity. In some cases there had been hysterics, in others it had been a race to get rid of it the fastest. But, he reflected, Kai had taken away Tyson’s options, he hadn’t allowed hysterics, or willingness, so he did owe the boy a lot of patients.

Kai breathed in, one hand stroking Tyson’s thigh while his other stayed supporting the boy’s back, he did not move his stroking hand, let it stay where it was so the boy could adjust to the feeling.

After a few moments Tyson poked his head up to look at Kai’s face, he was blushing vibrantly, blue eyes wide and tearful.

"Shh, I will not hurt you." Kai whispered gently, leaning down and gently sucking on Tyson’s bottom lip, he was surprised when Tyson opened his mouth, one hand snaking around Kai’s back to bring their mouths together. Kai smiled softly, realising Tyson was trying to distract himself form getting too aroused.

Kai’s hand moved high up on Tyson’s thigh, rubbing skin as soft as a child’s before finally touching Tyson’s semi-erection.

Tyson made a little whimper, a few tears rolling down his cheeks.

Kai smiled, letting his hand travel over the boy’s length.

Tyson broke from the kiss, giving a small ‘ahh’ as Kai’s fingers brushed over his tip. His body reacting quickly to the stimulation.

Kai moved his hand to the base then to the tip. Watching as blue eyes closed cheeks flushing and toes curled in.

"Uhh… Mmm."

He watched as Tyson whimpered loudly when he applied some pressure. Tyson’s fingers were digging into the bedspread and Kai could see the effort not to buck into his hand.

Kai nodded and slowly took his hand away. Tyson whined at the absence, looking at Kai for answers.

Tyson swallowed.

Tyson closed his eyes, biting his lip before nodding slowly.

Again the human nodded, not sure about talking.

Tyson’s body moved as the boy wanted, though he was still relaxed he had no idea what came next. Kai had slid off the bed and gone to grab something. Tyson’s fingers itched to touch himself, although he had a small inkling that Kai wouldn’t like that his body felt as if he was riding the air and each gust of wind was causing him to shake, unsure of his flight.

Kai came back after a few moments with something small in hand he sat down behind Tyson, whispering soothingly to him. Tyson watched as Kai’s wings fluttered with emotions seeing the feathers shaking.

Then Kai slipped a finger between his legs, touching his entrance with what felt like oil of some kind. Tyson gasped as Kai ran his finger around his rim oiling him up. A pink blush spread over his cheeks as Kai continued, slowly working his finger in.

"Nuhhnn…"

Kai nodded, slipping his finger in further searching for the right place within Tyson to release the pain.

Tyson gasped as he saw a flash of white before his vision, his back bowing slightly with the sensations that ran straight to his groin. A large breathe escaping him.

Tyson blinked.

Tyson sniffed, not justifying that with an answer. He gasped as a second finger entered him.

Kai whispered soothingly pushing his finger in higher and making a scissoring motion. Tyson whimpered half in pleasure half in pain, a groan escaping his throat.

Kai bit his lip, his body aching to take the boy quickly. But he owed it to Tyson not to.

Tyson moaned as a third digit entered him withering when Kai brushed the nice spot inside of his body. His stomach felt like a mass of jumbled nerves.

Finally Kai slipped in a fourth finger, watching as Tyson moaned. Black hair flying all over the place. He continued oiling the boy up stretching him without trying to hurt him.

He withdrew his fingers after stroking the right place inside of Tyson again.

Blue eyes blinked in confusion. Kai sighed.

Tyson blinked again as Kai leaned forward, one arm wrapping around the boy’s tanned chest.

Tyson did so, blue eyes looking back at Kai uncertainly.

The Moonain bit a lip before he guided his lubricated erection forward with one hand. Once he was sure he had himself aligned properly his hand wrapped around Tyson’s navel, gently easing himself into the boy.

Tyson gasped, back arching as he felt something thicker then the fingers enter him. The pain shot up his spine, feeling as if he were being split open.

Kai stopped moving and let one of his hands move down, gently cupping Tyson’s balls and stroking him. Tyson let a few more tears seep from his eyes as he bordered between the pleasure and the pain. Kai bit his lip and slid in further, his head now inside Tyson’s tight walls.

Tyson let out a sob falling to one elbow at this. He could barely think, the hand on the front of his body sending sparkles before his eyes, while the smoothness trying to push inside him felt unbearable.

He remembered something. Remembered that he didn’t want to lose. He cried a few more tears, feeling the smoothness push into him more, pulling him to his limits.

Kai pushed himself completely in and stayed there. Tyson’s tight walls pressing in around him making him want to take to boy rough and hard, to hear a scream rip from that beautiful throat. But he remained still. Waiting for Tyson’s whimpers of pain to die down.

A few more tears rolled down the pure human’s face before Kai withdrew almost completely to the tip before pushing back in gently but swiftly.

Tyson did scream this time. The spot that had felt good when Kai’s fingers had brushed across it, flared to life, sending white stars dancing across his vision.

His breathing hitched as Kai repeated the movement. Stars dancing infront of his eyes.

Tyson gasped out. Kai’s smooth body sliding against his own making him see stars.

The soft silken warmth around him moved; arms of skin so soft it was velveteen… yet muscles so hard they were like iron around his body.

Tyson was lost in the feeling.

Soft ebb and flow of radiance from the angel of lust above him clouding everything.

A short gasp escaped his throat. Barely able to hold it in as the smoothness inside him made a slide along his walls. He felt Kai moan above him.

Tyson could feel his body aching for something… to let go of something, his length in Kai’s hand’s was aching.

Beads of sweat dripping from his brow… an effort… such an effort to hold on. To release would be to lose. He would not lose again. Not this night.

He wasn’t sure why he thought that if he did release he would lose. He felt strangely hollow inside suddenly.

Was he meant to feel hollow? A soft hollowness, that meant everything and nothing. It couldn’t be a good sign.

Kai was groaning above him whispering something in his own language.

Maybe they were words of praise?

Did he deserve them?

When he was so weak.

So easily taken.

So easy for him to lose.

A whimper came from his throat, Kai’s nimble fingers rubbing along his length, making him feel erotic shudders up his spine. Making him whimper. But no begging. Bringing him so close. But he would not allow release until he won.

Tyson frowned at his own thoughts. Why was he thinking about winning and losing so much? Could he even win against whatever he was thinking about?

It wasn’t important.

But what was important…?

Kai stopped moving inside of him, breathing and paused. The sound of the sheets moving as the hard smoothness shifted inside of him came to Tyson’s ears but it seemed so far away.

Kai shifted, he had never had many conversations in the middle of sex, but Tyson didn’t seem to even care about the hand still on his length or the way they were sitting. Or where Kai’s erection was. The black haired boy seemed intent on answers.

There was a long silence, in which Kai shifted gently rubbing Tyson’s length. The boy seemed truly oblivious to what Kai was trying to get at.

"What do I want?"

Kai sighed. "Think about it later Tyson. Let me finish the Experience, please, you are not making this easy on me."

Tyson snorted but for once said nothing.

Kai sighed and began pulling out before pushing back in hard.

Tyson gasped, but not for Kai. Blue eyes widened and Tyson went very, very still.

Kai had time to gasp as well, before he too went very still.

~ To be continued…

Sweet notes: Enjoyed? Didn’t? I put a lot of work and time into this one… it took me a lot longer then the other chapters. I almost gave up halfway through, but I wanted it to be up for the New Year. HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!