Warning: Yaoi. A pure smut fic. PWP. Don't like, Don't read! Age wise: Max is 20, Kai and Tala are 23
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Max ran swiftly through the torrential rain back to Tyson's place. Typhoon Faria was scheduled to make landfall tomorrow, not today! He had checked the weather channel to make sure the day didn't turn foul. Max mentally cursed the meteorologists and dodged around a large puddle formed on the sidewalk. He was closer to Tyson's place than his and he had stupidly left his cellphone on his bedside dresser.
He rounded a street corner, just a block from Tyson's, when a limousine skidded to a stop in front of him. Max wheeled back from the street, his heart pumping furiously from the sudden scare. If he had continued to run across the street, he would have surely been hit.
'I forgot to look before crossing. Dammit, I could've died!'
He knew he was at fault, but right now he would think on the consequences later. The limo had yet to move from in front of him, idling in the crosswalk that Max desperately wanted to cross as the rain continued to pelt him. Thunder cracked loudly overhead, warning him that he needed to get to shelter quickly.
Just when he had decided to run around the rear of the limo, its back passenger window rolled down half way. Max stopped hopping in place and stared stupidly at the person sitting inside.
Slate grey bangs combed neatly couldn't hide the tempered glare of his former captain and close friend, Kai Hiwatari.
"K-Kai? You're back in Japan?', Max forgot about the rain, his soaked clothes and merchandise, and the creeping chills making him shiver sporadically. He blinked and wiped futilely at the rain blurring his eyesight.
Kai visually took in his appearance with a single, narrow look. Max watched him sigh, mostly in exasperation Max assumed, and gestured for him to get in. "I don't really want to know why you are running outside during a typhoon."
Max grinned when the door opened and all but dived head first into the warmth and rain-free shelter. He slammed the door shut and the window rolled silently back shut. He flopped back against the seat, eyes sliding shut and getting his breathing back to normal. He is supremely grateful for Kai's rare generosity. Granted, if Max had been Tyson, he was sure Kai would have only stopped to avoid hitting him and then would have kept going. He wouldn't have bothered to save the three-time World Champion from a typhoon's wrath unless he really had too.
"I see you are determined to get the entire back seat soaked", Kai's disgruntled voice didn't make a dent to Max's feelings.
Max rolled his head around to the side, opening his eyes and grinned at his grumpy friend. Kai's properly done hair wasn't the only change to his usual rough and tough look. Instead of black baggy clothes, the stoic man currently wore an expensive business suit attire. He had on a pressed dress shirt the color of deep violet, matching his eyes. A black vest that was probably cashmere looked comfortably laid over the dress shirt. His soft lavender tie was cinched neatly at his neck and tucked under the vest. Pressed black slacks and polished shoes finished off his regal image. Even his blue face paint was toned down to two smaller streaks rather than the bold ones he normal wore.
Max choked back a breathy whimper he wanted to let out. Just seeing Kai made him giddy. Sexy sophisticated man before him nearly caused him to salivate in pure desire. 'Put a cork on your raging hormones!', Max berated himself silently. It was dangerous to let his guard down completely around Kai. He was way too perceptive and Max did not want his feelings to be picked up. He would keep his wet dreams of Kai actually liking men, and more specifically him, to himself and his bed.
Max blinked owlishly at Kai when the other man made no other comments and just looked at him with a slight frown. 'Crap, distract him now!', his inner voice wailed. Max upped his innocent look and toned down his goofy smile, "What are you doing back in town? I remember you telling Tyson that you wouldn't ever come back here unless he was dying or something like that?" He chuckled as he remembered the utter shock on Tyson's face.
"Hn", Kai grunted, his frown only deepening. Max turned away from his intense stare, nervously wringing his drenched clothes while he took in his surroundings. He froze when he realized they weren't the only passengers in the vehicle.
Smoldering ice blue eyes gazed at him fondly while plump pale lips pulled in to a wolfish grin. Tala Ivanov lounged casually in his seat adjacent to him, looking highly amused. 'Oh. It's because of me', Max flushed as he closed his traitorous mouth. He didn't know it had fell open in his shock.
Tala brushed a pale hand through his stylishly moussed hair. The fiery red hair hung around his head messily, as if he had rolled out of bed and couldn't be bothered to do it. He clothes were a far cry from the white jump suit he sported the last time Max saw him. He wore a loose, long-sleeved beige shirt that opened to expose his collarbone and a hint of his chest. The ties that would have shut the opening hung loosely at the edges. His pants were off-white and reflected the dim interior light as if they were made from of leather. 'Scratch that, they are made of leather', Max's mind struggled to focus his thoughts. Expensive brown shoes covered Tala's feet and Max could barely make out the brand logo stamped on side. Armani, of course.
Max turned his face towards the closest window lest he give away that he was nearly hyperventilating. Being in the same close space as his long time crushes still had that effect on him. Damn his wild hormones for wanting Kai and Tala when they both are straight as arrows.
'Well, I'm sure Kai is straight. Tala looks as if he could swing both ways', his inner voice mused.
Max smothered and buried the budding hope he felt. He refused to raise his hopes of catching either of their attention. His fantasies will just be more vivid now from having met them again. Once he returned home, he would take a long cold shower before he turned in for the day.
"So good to see you again Max. It's been a while hmm?", Tala voice did not sound like a purr, it did not! Max glanced at Tala from the corner of his eyes. He felt it was the safest way to look at the other man without being entranced.
"It's nice to see you too Tala. Sorry for ignoring you. I forget to take in my surroundings sometimes", Max knew his face had become red again from blushing.
"Quite the contrary, I was curious to see who Kai so graciously offered a ride too. Not a common sight to see I might add", Tala snickered.
"Yeah", Max mumbled shyly. Tala's words made him sit up straight and turn to Kai. His former captain only quirked an eyebrow at his sudden movement. Max wondered if the other had been looking at him the whole time. He pushed the distracting thought to the back of his mind, "Thank you. For giving me a ride and also, sorry for not paying attention. I should have looked both ways before running in the street. I was at fault, not your driver's", he lowered his head in shame. He kept his eyes on the carpet of the limousine, noticing his shoes dirtying the clean dark mat with mud and water. He winced, it must to cost a small fortune to clean the limousine.
Slender fingers grasped his chin and forced his head up, pulling him until he was close to Kai's face. Up close, Max couldn't help but stare directly into Kai's unique eyes. They were shades of purple instead of solid purple. Greyish-purple color encircled the deep violet color around his pupils. Long black lashes framed the breathtaking eyes scrutinizing him. Mint-scented breath fanned over his nose and mouth. He averted his eyes from staring blatantly at Kai's pouty lips.
"Apology accepted", he murmured as he let Max go. Max politely scooted away from Kai until he backed up against the passenger door and used it for support. Kai continued, "Where were you coming from? You looked like you were headed to Tyson's."
Max nodded and scooped up the plastic bag he had carried, "I picked up bey parts for my dad. He still repairs and sells any thrown away beyblades he can fix up." Tala moved to a seat closer to them, sitting close to Kai. He looked on with interest as Max pulled out the various attack and defense rings he carried.
"The shop must be going strong with the increased attraction of beyblades", Tala delicately plucked an attack from Max's hand. He studied it closely then balanced it in his palm to test its weight.
"We sometimes have a waiting list for beyblade repairs. A few collectors have stopped by to inquire about buying Draciel from me. I declined all of them", Max knew he was watching Tala's hands more than the attack ring. "We have sold a few beyblades based on the older versions of beyblades like when we were the Bladebreakers. The younger kids enjoy those types", he chuckled.
Kai snorted, "It's surprising we are even still considered celebrities with how much time has passed."
"We still get offers for appearances and autographs everywhere we travel", Tala sighed as he handed the attack ring back to Max.
Max's plan to avoid touching Tala was thwarted when the other man dragged his fingers over Max's once the ring was securely resting on his palm. The light touch made Max shiver. He tried to play it off as being cold while he put the bey parts in the bag. "Sheesh, I can't wait to get home. I just know I'll be sick tomorrow. Stupid meteorologists predicting the weather wrong", His clothes were starting to stick uncomfortably and he wanted to get out of them as soon as possible.
Max tugged at his wet hair, a few drops of water rolling down his hand and dripping on to his clothes. Another hand touched his hair, gentle fingers rearranging the wet strands. "We are not going to your house. My home is closer and you can stay until the typhoon lets up", Kai said nonchalantly.
Max whipped his head around to stare in disbelief. His quick action caused drops of water to launch from his hair and spray Kai and Tala. He felt sorry when both of them pulled out handkerchiefs to pat at the wet spots on their faces. Some of the water also got on their clothes. He absently wondered about the price to dry clean them. He was ruining almost everything because of the storm.
He would never make enough at his Dad's shop to cover all the cleaning expenses.
"S-Sorry for getting you wet", Max apologized frantically.
Tala waved away his apology, smirking slyly, "I don't mind if it's you Max."
His low tenor voice rolled through Max's already shivering body like a tidal wave. He hesitantly looked at Tala, unsure if he actually heard the man's voice get deeper when he said his name. He turned away, rubbing his forehead in exasperation. He tried not to interpret Tala's words as a sexual invitation. He would let his wild dreams run rampant as soon as he got to the safety of his home.
"I don't want to trouble you further; who knows how long the storm will last. By car, you could drop me off in under ten minutes", Max pleaded, looking towards Kai.
He saw narrowed amethyst eyes appraise him from the head to toe carefully. Goosebumps prickled his across his skin. Max's stomach twisted when Kai arced an eyebrow with a small smirk.
"This is a good opportunity for us to catch up on old times Max. Please accept our invitation to stay with us until the typhoon ends", Kai held out a hand, palm up, towards Max.
Max looked at the offered hand warily. He felt emotionally divided with his choices. He really wanted to take Kai's hand and see what was in store for him. On the other hand, pun fully intended, he was afraid of being alone with both handsome men.
'Wait, of course! They will have maids and servants around. I won't be technically alone with them' Max wanted to smack himself.
Well, what do I have to lose besides my sanity…
Max reached out, hesitating for a second before he took Kai's hand. He watched with bated breath as Kai's fingers curled around his own. The slight contrast of their skin stood out him. He jumped slightly when Kai brushed his thumb lightly across his knuckles.
"Excellent", Kai purred, his smirk growing.
Max snapped out of his inappropriate daze and jerked his eyes up to stare wide-eyed at the two men. Both were staring at him intently enough to make him start squirming. He pulled his hand free from Kai's grip, trembling when their fingers brushed over each other more than he thought necessary. For two of the most notoriously stoic people Max knew, both were being surprising touchy-feely all of a sudden.
Tala slid across the seats to the darkened partition and knocked on the glass twice.
The limousine rolled smoothly along, the driver expertly navigating through the torrential downpour.
Max stuck close to the door, his face turned stubbornly to look out the window. He heard faint whispering behind him. They were talking too low for him to hear any words so he focused on the passing scenery. He glanced up to see the dark clouds and notice something in the glare of the window. Tala had moved closer to Kai, way closer. He was nearly pressed up against Kai's side, their heads close together as they continued their secret conversation.
Then they did something that made Max's heart constrict painfully.
Max watched Kai smile a little before placing his hand high up on Tala's thigh. Tala leaned in closer and Kai turned to him, small sounds of kissing causing Max to flush horribly.
Oh goodness, what had he gotten himself into?
o~~~~o
When they arrived at Kai's mansion, Max was surprised to see how expansive it was. A traditional shinden-zukuri, it was surrounded by several rock gardens and various species of trees. A high privacy wall made of brick blocked it from public view and the grounds were easily as wide as an apartment block in New York. Max was impressed.
It had to have cost a fortune to have all this built. Not that it must have really bother the Hiwataris'. Max had researched any public information he could find to know that Kai's family prospered with old money. His distant ties to the royal family even made him a noble in certain social circles. He never flaunted his noble status when they were young kids though, riding high on their success of becoming World Champions.
The driver pulled through the opened metal gate and up the long drive way. Sakura trees lined the path up to the mansion, all carefully secured and protected against the harsh winds lashing them. They drove passed the front entrance and around to the left side. The driver maneuvered the limo under a sheltered walkway, the car stopping once it completely cleared the rain. Max didn't wait for his door to be opened and bolted out of the confining car as fast as he tired body could. He stood off to the side while Tala and Kai stepped out, keeping his eyes off to side as if he was admiring the vast landscape of the mansion's grounds.
"Max", it was Tala who called for him. Max stared in his direction, avoiding the man's eyes.
Tala gestured from him to follow which Max did. He choose to walk behind them, only glancing at their nice firm butts once before the incident in the limo dashed his hopes.
'Now I know they are with each other and are obviously happy. I shouldn't have accepted their offer. Would it be bad if I say I suddenly changed my mind and want to go home?', Max's mind juggled the possibilities which is why he did not notice when his hosts stopped walking.
Max was ripped from his depressing thoughts when two arms wrapped around his front. One around his waist and the other across his chest. Warm breath brushed his ears and made him flinch, "Lost in thought Maxy?"
He became physically aware of both men on either side of him, each with an arm around him. He politely stepped back out of their reach. He bowed in apology, "I'm sorry, I should have been paying attention."
Tala tutted lightly, "There is no reason to apologize Maxy. We are concerned when you didn't respond to Kai's question."
Max blinked at former captain in confusion.
"I asked if you were hungry. I can have the chef make you anything you want while you change out of your clothes", Kai said, his lips quirked up in amusement.
Oh…oh!
Max floundered for a second, blinking stupidly before nodding.
"Umm, I think I want noodles. Normal soba noodles, with mayonnaise on the side", he stammered out his request.
Tala arched an eyebrow curiously and Kai snorted, his smile twitching bigger.
"I see some things never change", he muttered fondly as he turned to head inside.
What!?
Max stood gaping in shock at what he heard.
Kai speaking fondly?! About him!?
A light brush of fingers close to his mouth made him jump back and squeak. Tala amused chuckle brought his earlier flush back in full force.
"I think the typhoon is making you more spacey than usual Maxy", the tall red head said.
Max just realized, with dismay, how much taller the older man was now. He had to be at least six feet tall because Max to look way up to meet his gaze. How the hell did he miss the major height difference in the limousine? Damn his five feet, four inches shortness.
Max stood up straighter, ignoring Tala's amused smirk, and walked passed the playful red-head, nearly spitting, "I am not spacey!"
o~~~~o
Kai waited patiently for them to join him inside the warm hallway leading to the rest of the mansion. A maid stood near the entrance ready to take Max's shoes as he toed them off. He felt guilty as he looked at his dirty sneakers and started to ask if they could be left here but the young woman had taken them before he could a word out. She placed them carefully in a clear plastic bag meant for expensive shoes and scurried off, Max's protests falling on deaf ears.
Max reluctantly followed his hosts as they took him on a short tour of the mansion, leading him to his designated guest room. He hardly paid attention though. His shivers got worse as the cold seemed to sink deeper into his body despite the warmth surrounding him. The tour ended outside where he supposed he would be staying. Tala and Kai stood on either side of the door, looking at him shiver and shake.
"You should really get out of those clothes now. We don't want you to get even sicker", Tala spoke, holding out a hand.
Max glanced between the outstretched hand to Tala's patient face and back. He didn't know what the other wanted from him.
Kai helpfully clued him in, "He wants your wet clothes Max. Strip."
"Wh-what!", Max balked at the order, his eyes going wide. He involuntarily took a step away from the other men.
"Don't be shy Maxy. It'll be quicker for you to bathe if we take your clothes now. Don't you want to get warm quickly?", Tala smiled alluringly as he edged closer, his pale hand still held out, waiting.
Were they seriously expecting him to strip in front of them as if he didn't mind them watching?! Max's thoughts were thoroughly scrambled as he shook his head negatively.
"I d-don't mind waiting-g until I-I'm in the b-bathroom", Max teeth clattered against each other, slurring his speech.
He moved to open the sliding door to the room, completely missing the exchanged looks of his hosts, when two hands seized him, restraining his arms.
Max's heart flew into throat as more hands smoothed along his side and stomach before gripping his shirt and yanked it up. Working together as team, Tala and Kai swiftly and efficiently stripped him of his shirt, shorts and socks.
Stunned silent, he was left in his soaked boxers. The thin, cheap material clung uncomfortably tight and hid nothing from his viewers. Free of their wandering hands, he barged into the guest room and slid the door back in place, engaging the door lock with a definite snap. He stumbled towards a door that appeared to lead to a bathroom and opened it quickly. It was a bathroom.
Fully loaded by the looks of it too but Max didn't care. He spared a fleeting glance to the opulent mirror over the sink to confirm his suspicions.
Yep, his face was bright red like tomato.
To be continued...
This plot bunny just kept annoying me until I finally started typing it out. My second attempt at a threesome PWP. I hope you enjoy reading it!