Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN BEYBLADE LOLOL.

Notes: I apologize. I’m quite hyper from tiredness at the moment. This idea came to mind from Shin Rigel and my friends who like to bite me and be bitten. Hehe.

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Rei had a tendency to bite Kai’s shoulders during sex. At first, Kai didn’t mind because he was with Rei, and Rei was with him, and all was good in the world. However, after careful observation in the mirror one morning after a particularly passionate night, he saw that his once flawless skin was now dotted with pinkish red marks.

He wondered if Rei had a secret sadistic side to him, or if he himself were masochistic (and he stubbed his toe directly afterwards and immediately decided that, no, he was not a masochist).

Kai took it upon himself to investigate the matter. Purchasing a leather bound portfolio that came with a convenient inside pocket and legal pad and fancy pen, Kai constantly took notes on Rei’s behavior, scribbled down every little detail that may unveil Rei’s secret fetish.

So far, he had three pages that described Rei’s soft yellow eyes, his soft skin, his soft body, his soft smile, his soft voice, his soft hair, the way Rei cooked, the way Rei bathed, the way Rei walked, the way Rei ate, and the way Rei kissed. Basically, Kai managed to sum up in three pages that Rei was a pretty, pretty person.

Once he re-read the pages, he decided that, despite the fact that all of his information was true, it helped very little, if at all, with his investigation.

The next five pages described what Rei was like during sex (re-reading these particular pages always made Kai grin before setting the book down and seeking Rei’s special company). The words used in this particular section were more flowery, more poetic, more cryptic than the previous ‘Rei has a nice ass.’ Rei’s moans, Rei’s whimpers, Rei’s touches, Rei’s flushed cheeks, Rei’s biting, Rei’s curled toes, Rei’s taste . . . they were all perfectly and properly portrayed in his scrawled handwriting.

And, still, it only resulted in taking one step forward and two steps back.

At this point, Kai was becoming frustrated. The biting was becoming more frequent and rougher, and there were still no signs of Rei being sadistic. In fact, during their nighttime (and occasionally daytime) escapades, Rei showed no other sadistic tendencies.

Kai was very, very, very confused.

Finally, after filling another three pages about a certain romantic dinner, Kai decided to confront Rei about this puzzling issue. He presented Rei his carefully taken notes, his unwritten observations, and his shoulders.

As soon as he finished reading, listening, and seeing, Rei blushed a deep shade of red. He shut the portfolio and held it to his chest as a sort of barrier between them. Clearing his throat, he explained, shakily and nervously, that he was very sorry about the biting and that he was not sadistic.

It became silent, and although Rei cleared Kai’s suspicions about certain fetishes, there still remained the question as to why Rei bit Kai in the first place. Rei looked away, almost ashamed.

‘Because I want you to bite me back.’

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Kai had a tendency to be a huge, phenomenal, colossal pervert. At first, Rei didn’t mind because it made him feel wanted, attractive, and sexy. However, after being groped right in front of the Bai Fu Zu and having to suffer Mao’s and Rai’s lecture about choosing the right type of man, Rei decided that enough was enough.

Of course, his decision fell flat because he could not bring himself to protest every time Kai nipped at his ear or watched him undress or cupped his bum or suggested something dirty. He felt like a rag doll in Kai’s arms, simply enjoying the attention, basking in it, loving it.

And only afterwards would he complain, scolding Kai for his lecherous actions and lack of shame. Kai never really listened, he knew, because Kai knew just as well as he did that he didn’t really mean it.

He tried again one sunny Wednesday afternoon. Asking Kai to sit on the settee next to him, he cleared his throat, starting the prologue of the reprimand that Kai knew so well.

Just as he was in the middle of his speech, Kai’s hand trailed from its place to Rei’s knee, trailing upwards at a swift place, making its way closer towards the heat of Rei’s crotch. In one movement, Kai had Rei on his back, legs spread, and blushing.

Rei wasn’t nervous as much as he was flattered.

Kai licked at his ear, his hands in inappropriate places. His very presence was intoxicating. The heat seemed to smother them both, and-

Roughly, Rei scrambled away, ignoring the smirk on Kai’s face. After regaining his composure, he turned around only to find the other’s crotch directly in his line of vision. Jaw slack and eyes trained on the obvious bulge, Kai took the opportunity to place his hand on Rei’s head and string a sentence of dirty words.

With a sigh, Rei stood and unexpectedly pulled Kai into a sweet embrace. He closed his eyes, imagining that they were in some tropical island, alone in the setting sun. Ignoring the feeling of something pressed against him, Rei held Kai’s face in his hands and asked him why he never listened.

Kai raised an eyebrow, stating that he knew Rei liked the things he did.

Rei insisted that they should be decent in public, especially in front of his over-protective pseudo-family who would maim without hesitation.

Kai insisted that he didn’t care.

Sighing once again, Rei led them towards the settee. He situated himself in Kai’s lap and kissed Kai’s cheek. At this point, it was obvious that Kai would never stop showering him with indecent attention in public. Kai would never stop being Kai.

In less than a minute, they were in the same provocative position across the couch. Just before it could escalate into raw, intense, wordless passion, Rei asked in a breathy whisper, slightly distracted, why Kai could never keep his hands to himself.

‘Because, I don’t want you to feel unwanted.’