Author's Note: And here we go with the Seth/Tyson one-on-one. Once again, there will be some heavy making out, but no actual sex. That will come in a later chapter, not necessarily the one after this. In this chapter, Tyson will go a little more in-depth about his and David's childhood and family life. Enjoy, and please read and review. Thank you! :)

Rated M for violence, strong language, adult themes, and M/M love scenes

Disclaimer: The Twilight books and characters are the property of Stephenie Meyer. I own nothing except my OC's.

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Chapter 9: Long Story Part 2 – In The Kitchen

Seth rolled onto his back and yawned hugely, stretching his arms over his head. He'd had such a peaceful nap; he hoped that Embry had been as lucky.

He opened his eyes and found Tyson smiling down at him. The vampire leaned down and kissed him on the forehead, sending a little shiver of pleasure through Seth's body. He lifted his head and managed to plant one on Tyson's chin before the vampire could pull out of reach. They both grinned and Seth sat up. That was when he noticed that David and Embry were gone.

Tyson caught the momentary panic in Seth's thoughts and pulled the young wolf into his arms. "It's all right, l'amour," he said. "They're in the den working on one of David's projects. You've been asleep for the last few hours." He pulled Seth into his lap, turning him so that the smaller boy was straddling his legs. "And sawing lumber like nobody ever did! Mon Dieu, loup beau, I've never heard such snoring."

Seth blushed and ducked his head down. "You should hear Jake sometime," he said. "He snores so loud, they probably get noise complaints from Seattle." He draped his arms over Tyson's shoulders and smiled up at him. He felt a little tingle down below as he realized that he was parked right on Tyson's groin. Not to mention that that part of the vampire's anatomy was waking up to the fact.

Tyson took a slow breath, trying to rein in his hormones. It was no small feat; the traitorous little bastards were screaming for him to pin the kid to the floor and ravish him. He managed to shut them up, but it was only a matter of time before they got loose again. He needed to distract himself before he did something that would scandalize the whole family.

He stood up and carried Seth bridal-style to the kitchen, setting him on the counter next to the refrigerator. Opening the door, he started rummaging around for something that Seth might like. "In the mood for anything?" he asked.

Hmmm...bend over a little more and we'll see, the kid thought. Tyson stood and gave him a narrow-eyed look. Seth smiled and gave him an innocent puppy-dog look.

"Maybe I should rephrase the question. Is there anything in the fridge that you want to eat?"

You really shouldn't give me such good setup lines, you know? Seth thought with a shit-eating grin on his face. He hopped down off the counter and pushed Tyson out of the way.

The vampire shook his head, unable to keep from smiling. Seth was just as incorrigible as David, but at least he seemed better able to control it. "You seem more comfortable around vampires than your packmates," Tyson said.

Seth answered as he watched Tyson pull several plates of food out of the refrigerator and lay them out on the center island, buffet-style. "I know the stories about the Cold Ones, and I know that most of them are our enemies. But the Cullens aren't like that. They don't drink human blood, so they're not a threat to the tribe. Some of the others still have trouble wrapping their tiny brains around the concept of vegetarian vampires." He reached out and plucked a piece of roast beef off the plate that Tyson had just taken out. He took a bite and chewed thoughtfully, studying Tyson like he was trying to read the bigger boy's soul. "How'd you and Dav manage to become vegetarians? I got the feeling that you didn't have anyone to rely on but each other."

Tyson sighed and set the plate down. "You're right about that," he said. He took Seth's hand and led him over to the island. "Here. You eat, I'll talk."

"Deal," Seth said with a smile. He finished off the roast beef in his hand and picked up an empty plate, piling it with more food than three boys his size could eat. He grabbed a fork, hopped onto the counter, and dug in, motioning for Tyson to start.

"Dav and I come from a pretty big family," Tyson said. "You already know about our parents and their relationship. What you don't know is that we have several brothers and sisters."

Seth raised his eyebrows at that, his cheeks bulging like a chipmunk's. Tyson grinned and went on. "We mentioned Dav's sister, Felicia, and our little brothers Kaleb and Kolbi. We also have three little sisters: Anna, Roma, and Emma. They're identical triplets, the products of my mother and Dav's father having some fun one Fourth of July." He looked out the window, watching the rain run down the glass. "I don't know what it is about Aunt Sarah and Uncle Ray; it seems like they're hardwired to produce multiple kids in one pop. I'm the only singleton in the bunch."

He looked back at Seth. "Dav and I were damn near inseparable. From the time we took our first steps, I took it on myself to look out for him. He and Lisey were close, but she was something of a loner; she was happy to leave the bodyguard duty to me. Dav wasn't always happy about it, but he knew it was necessary. You wouldn't believe how many bullies thought they could pick on him just because he couldn't talk." Tyson smiled as he looked back at the cloudy human memories. "I quickly disabused them of that notion."

Seth put his empty plate aside and wiped his hands on his shorts. Not the best table manners in the world, Tyson thought, but it wasn't as if they were at a cotillion or anything. His next actions surprised him; he walked over and stood directly in front of Seth, spreading the young wolf's legs with his hips and making the kid's eyes widen in shock. Tyson understood the reaction; he wasn't usually the type to take any action without considering the risks and consequences. At the moment, he didn't want to think; he wanted to feel, to act on his instincts and to hell with the consequences.

The next thing Tyson knew, his lips were crushed against Seth's and his hands were on the smooth tan skin of the boy's waist, gripping him hard enough to bruise. He retained enough presence of mind to keep from causing permanent damage; with his newborn strength, Tyson could easily break something if he wasn't careful.

Seth let loose a muffled gasp as Tyson's tongue licked along his lips, asking permission to enter. Seth opened his mouth and Tyson slid his tongue inside, running it along the boy's teeth. He let loose a sound that was somewhere between a whimper and a snarl as he explored Seth's mouth. He felt the boy echo the sound as the kiss deepened.

Seth reached up and grabbed double fistfuls of Tyson's golden-blond hair, tugging on it in an attempt to bring him closer. Tyson growled again from the slight twinge of pain and pressed his body tighter to Seth's. The wolf wrapped his legs around the vampire's waist and whimpered into the kiss as Tyson's arms slid around him and pulled him impossibly closer.

How are we not melting? Seth wondered. He felt hot enough to burst into flames; what must Tyson be feeling?

Like I'm about to explode, chere, Tyson thought back. He pressed his groin against Seth's and they both groaned as their rods strained against the denim of their cutoffs.

Seth wanted nothing more than for Tyson to just rip their clothes off and have at it right there. But a tiny part of his mind that retained a shred of sanity insisted that this was not the way it should happen. As much as he wanted Tyson, it didn't feel right. Not without David and Embry there to share in the experience.

Ty...stop..., he thought/gasped. We can't do this here.

Tyson pulled back with great difficulty, closing his eyes and pressing his forehead to Seth's. He was breathing hard and Seth could still feel the vampire's arousal pressing into his thigh. He was tempted to reach down and rub it through the denim, but that would only fan the flames.

He cupped Tyson's face in his hands; he needed something to take Tyson's mind off of what his body was screaming for. "When did you figure out that you were in love with Dav?" he asked. That seemed like a safe question.

Tyson swallowed, trying to rein in his hormones enough to answer the question. He coughed a little and said in a voice much rougher than usual, "We were fifteen. It was New Year's Eve and we were watching the ball drop with our family. We were standing behind the sofa because all the seats were filled." He chuckled and the sound vibrated Seth down to his toes. "Twenty seconds before the ball touched down, he pulled me to the foyer and pointed at the ceiling. I looked up and saw the sprig of mistletoe hanging from the chandelier. I looked back at him and realized what he wanted to do. It didn't take much convincing on his part; we were kissing while everyone else was yelling 'Happy New Year'." He chuckled again and continued. "Two weird things about that night: First off, I'd been trying to screw together enough courage to kiss him for months. He must have sensed it because he came up with the perfect excuse for me to do it." He opened his eyes and locked on Seth's dark brown ones.

"And what was the second thing?" Seth asked after a few seconds of silence.

"That our parents had seen it coming." Tyson smiled and bumped Seth's nose with his own. "As a matter of fact, later on that day, they asked what had been taking so long. Then they sat us down and proceeded to give us the standard lectures about love and safety." He squeezed his eyes shut at that memory. "As if we needed all of that. They'd already drilled every crumb of sex education into our heads when we were old enough to ask where we came from. They saved some of the harder topics for when we hit the sixth grade. I'm pretty sure the triplets have heard them by now."

"Your parents were pretty open about sex, huh?" Seth asked.

"Yes, they were. They answered our questions honestly and without any embarrassment. They did everything short of acting it out." Tyson grinned at Seth's wide-eyed reaction. "And no, they never fucked in front of us. That would've been taking it too far. In fact, I think that would be considered child abuse." He frowned for a second and shook his head, as if erasing the idea from his mind. Seth giggled and kissed his cheek.

Tyson responded by nuzzling Seth's neck and in no time at all, they were kissing again. They took it a little slower this time, in no hurry to ravish each other. They were like that a few minutes later when David, Embry, Emmett, Rosalie, and Alice came into the kitchen.

"Good God, get a room!" Emmett said, letting loose one of his booming laughs.

Rosalie had her trademark scowl locked on her face. "Must you do that in here? It's unsanitary. Were you raised by wolves?" she asked.

Seth laughed at that while Embry smiled and Tyson said, "It's the twenty-first century, chere souer. People have sex pretty much anywhere these days. Besides, it's not like you've got any room to judge anyone's sex lives. From what we heard earlier, you and Emmett don't exactly need heavy equipment to demolish a house." He gave her a wolfish grin and she glowered back at him.

"Not unless you count Emmett's wrecking balls and battering ram," Embry said. Everyone stared at him for a second and then everyone except Rosalie busted out laughing. Embry smiled his usual small smile and set about filling up a plate with food while Seth helped himself to seconds.

David looked at Tyson and leaned on the island, a small smile on his lips. "What?" Tyson said after a few seconds. It wasn't like the smaller vampire to hold his tongue, so to speak.

The speech-rig crackled for a second and then David's "voice" poured from the speaker with its smooth Cajun accent. "Nothing," he said, but the smirk on his face said that something was tickling his funnybone.

"Out with it," Tyson said, "or no sex for a month."

"Please," David said and grinned, a perfect copy of Emmett's moose-call laugh issuing from his rig. "Like you could hold out that long." Tyson narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms. "Okay, okay," David said. "You usually overthink everything and I just thought that it's refreshing to see you act on your instincts for once. It certainly felt like you were enjoying yourself when I opened a T-link to check on you."

Tyson went saucer-eyed at that part. "You opened a T-link? HOW?"

"I don't know," David said. "Embry and I were making out in the den and it just happened. Like with the speaker." He paused and pursed his lips, thinking for a second. "Maybe it's an extension of that." He looked sheepish as he said, "And I was able to channel my thoughts through the rig when I wasn't wearing it. Another unexpected perk."

Tyson was about to ask how when Rosalie put an end to any further speculation with her next question. "What were you two talking about before you started mauling each other?" she asked. Again, Tyson detected that weird mix of disdain and curiosity. I swear, her mood swings are harder to predict than an asteroid strike, he thought to himself.

"I asked him when he first knew that he was in love with Dav," Seth said. "I was trying to calm him down so we didn't make it like rabbits on the counter. Probably not the best question I could've asked." He blushed and crossed his legs. "Before that, I asked how they became vegetarians. He hasn't gotten around to answering that one yet."

"I was just getting around to that," Tyson said. He took a seat on one of the stools and folded his hands on the counter. "We were just two weeks past our eighteenth birthday and we wanted to go to this Halloween rave. My parents, the cops, were dead set against it. Being the hardheads that we are, Dav and I thought that we were mature enough to handle ourselves. After all, we were adults in the eyes of the law. So we snuck out and headed off to the rave."

"In other words, you behaved like the idiotic harebrained males that you are," Rosalie said.

"Basically," David said. He smiled at Tyson, who just frowned at him.

"Anyway," Tyson continued, "we got lost about twenty minutes after we left. Some moron had screwed up and put the wrong directions in the e-vite, so we ended up at this abandoned research facility right near the Mississippi River. We were about to turn around and try a different direction when somebody slammed us from behind and knocked us out."

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before continuing. "And when we woke up, we were in Hell."

Author's note: The long story continues...and this chapter ends on a cliffhanger. Usually I can't stand them, but for some reason, this is the second one in here. They must be growing on me. Next chapter, we'll be getting into the transformation part of the story. Please read and review. Thank you! :)