With a Cherry on Top.
"I told ya, I'm not into guys on top of me"
It's much more fun having them underneath... Gojyo thought, as surprisingly strong hands grabbed hold of tanned wrists.
"Tch, Get used to it." Growled the corrupt monk, a flush rising up his pale face at the sight before him.
Gojyo lay sprawled underneath him, crimson hair fanned out on the bed underneath and face alight with a mixture of amusement and desire.
"Baka. " Sanzo muttered, leaning down to capture the grinning half-breed's mouth with his own.
An appreciative moan left Gojyo's lips as the blonde nipped at them with his teeth, biting down and drawing blood, he swirled his tongue around, savouring the rich metallic saltiness combining with the bitter taste of cigarettes, liquor and something that was uniquely Sanzo.
The man in question reluctantly left his exploration of the other man's mouth to reach for something behind him. "Hold still" he commanded the kappa, as he began to bind his arms to the bedposts with the silk tie from his robes.
Gojyo felt like all his birthdays had come at once, Sanzo-sama taking charge, something he was oh so good at, though he was already missing the use of his hands, as he looked up at the pale body above him, which was crying out to be touched.