Caught in the Act

Sanzo was naked and down on all fours in the middle of the forest. There was a kappa on his back and the bastard was laughing his ass off. It wasn't that funny, Sanzo thought, of his joke about the idiot's dick staying hard if he were dead. "Stop laughing!" he demanded. It didn't seem Gojyo was listening. Those ungainly guffaws had to be the most annoying sound in all of Shangril-La. Sanzo struggled against the hands clamped around his arms. He was able to loosen them for a moment, but before long the kappa realized what he was trying to do and tightened his grip. "Bastard, let go!"

"You can't run off now," Gojyo managed to say in between bursts of laughter. "I told ya I'd finish it." He squeezed Sanzo's biceps, feeling the muscles strain and harden underneath the silky soft skin. "I'm not gonna let ya go unless you promise not to run."

"Fuck you!"

"Coulda sworn I already did, Sanzo-sama."

"Perverted kappa, get the fuck off!"

"No," Gojyo replied. "I don't think so." Keeping Sanzo's slender frame pinned underneath him would be easy, even with one hand. So he kept his right arm locked around Sanzo's shoulder, freeing his other hand to trail past Sanzo's armpit to feel for a nipple.

"Hey!"

Gojyo could feel the monk's body jump underneath him when his fingers brushed over the perky little nub. It was a good thing he was so much bigger than Sanzo, otherwise he might've been thrown clear off. "Just relax... I'm gonna make ya feel good, I promise."

"...the hell are you--?" Sanzo began. Breath hitched in the back of his throat as Gojyo's fingers pinched and twirled around his nipple. "Stop that!"

"Why? D'ya like it?"

"Shit!" Sanzo cursed as rough, yet nimble, fingers continued to tease his nipple. It was arousing, and it made him gasp and moan. He wanted more than anything to punch Gojyo in the face, but the bastard's weight was still resting on his back. If Sanzo moved either of his arms he'd only end up eating dirt. "Fuck, fuck!" After a moment his shoulder was released and he felt Gojyo's weight shift a little as it drifted down his side and up between his legs. Sanzo's first instinct was to run, but trying to break away while the kappa was pinching his nipple would probably be painful. He hesitated too long and Gojyo's hand wrapped around his cock, warm and rough and stroking up and down his skin. "Fuck!"

"Yeah, that feels real good... doesn't it, priest Sanzo?" Gojyo sneered. Then he realized that he was talking too much, again. It was a habit, so he really couldn't help it. He always talked while he was having sex, it was just so much better that way.

Sanzo panted and cursed underneath him, hating the way his body was warming to the touch of Gojyo's fingers. He despised the bastard for doing this without his permission, but he had to admit that his body was agreeing that it did feel good. It felt more than good. It felt amazing. The fingers teasing his nipple made his cock ache to be touched, and the hand stroking his cock made his ass twitch and tighten around the invading member. Sanzo wanted more than anything for Gojyo to move his cock and just start fucking him again. He wanted it so bad he couldn't stand it. "Just-- move that thing, damn it!"

"In a minute, Sanzo-sama," Gojyo cheerfully replied, working his hands over Sanzo's body. Damn, this is hot, he couldn't help but think. This is so fuckin' hot. He never would have believed that he'd be able to touch Sanzo like this without getting shot. And damn if I haven't always wanted to touch 'im like this... Well, almost like this. Gojyo had pictured it happening with Sanzo facing up, but face down was just as good. I can feel his body shaking underneath my hands. It's un-fuckin' believable!

"Fucking bastard!" Sanzo hissed. He was reduced to mumbling under his breath, so aroused that he was already panting for air. "Gonna kill-- you... fucking prick!" Just move the damned thing already. Fuck... just start moving it!

"Just a little bit more," Gojyo assured him. Sanzo's body was tight around his cock, squeezing and quivering with every touch he made to the other parts of his body. It was hot, and it felt good whether Sanzo wanted to admit it or not. Gojyo knew what he was doing and how it felt to be on the receiving end. Just you wait, Sanzo-sama. This is gonna blow your mind! The heat surrounding his cock clenched down so firmly that he couldn't help but gasp and groan. Fuck, I'm getting so hard! Oh damn, that feels good!

"Do it!" Sanzo desperately commanded. His voice erupted from his mouth in short bursts, taking advantage of what little air was gathered in his lungs. "You-- fuck!"

"If you say so, Cherry-Chan," Gojyo answered, canting his hips softly into an all-too-willing ass. Then he realized that he'd just called Sanzo a virgin again. Guess that's not true any more. But his thoughts were interrupted by the feel of hot flesh squeezing his cock, desperately begging for more friction. He must want it real bad... and damn, he's got some muscles in there. Gojyo swore he'd never been with anyone that tight, but then again this was Sanzo. He probably couldn't relax even if he tried. You always were a tight-ass... Gojyo thought, chuckling to himself. Guess I'd better give him what he wants. He rocked his hips back and forth at a leisurely pace, drawing deep groans from Sanzo's mouth. Oh yeah... that feels good, doesn't it?

There weren't enough words in any language to describe what Sanzo was feeling. He had been wound up so tight that the slightest bit of friction flooded his body with pleasure. Oh, fuck... This was what he'd been waiting for all night. More, more! Sanzo was struggling to keep his body off the ground as Gojyo fucked into his ass.The feel of fingers stroking up and down his cock heightened each sensation, making him groan and pant for air. If he stops now, I'm really going to kill him, Sanzo thought. Because after what had happened before, he couldn't bear the thought of being left unsatisfied again. Thankfully, Gojyo kept going, thrusting faster and faster as his hand worked Sanzo's cock. It was stroking up and down the shaft so hard Sanzo it felt like he was going to burst.

The pressure built up inside his body, intensified by each and every thrust. He was trapped between that hand and the dick violently invading his ass. "Fuck... fuck..." he panted, barely able to breathe while gasping for air. He wanted to hold back, to make the moment last as long as it possibly could, but the kappa kept pounding into him so hard that it finally sent him over the edge. His cock jumped in Gojyo's hand, squirting his seed out all over the ground. Sanzo's arms collapsed and his entire frame shook as it was was pushed forward by the force of the continued thrusts from behind. He ended up resting on his elbows, his arms cradling his head and keeping it from touching the ground.

Gojyo loved the sounds that Sanzo made: the panting, the soft groaning, and his desperate, repetitive whispering of the word 'fuck' as though it were some kind of mantra. It was hot. Almost as hot as the feel of that nice, tight ass rubbing against his cock. When he felt Sanzo's dick jump in his hand he knew that he'd finally succeeded in his goal to get the frigid bastard off. "Just a little more," he begged, continuing to thrust. "Please, just a little..." his voice failed as his cock was caressed by friction, numbing his mind with pleasure. He threw his head back and moaned as his hips kept thrusting. After catching his breath he said, "Gonna make ya come again, okay?"

Sanzo was too stunned to reply. Right after he came he wanted to yell at Gojyo to stop moving, but he couldn't find his voice. The continued thrusting was starting to feel better and better, and after a few seconds of that, he didn't want it to stop any more. He didn't have time to orgasm, and his erection didn't get soft. His body stayed at a heightened state of release as Gojyo's continued to pound into him. Before he could even realize what he was doing, Sanzo's spread his legs wider to allow that pounding cock deeper into his body. His own erection throbbed wantonly in Gojyo's hand as it continued to stroke, and panting for breath, Sanzo replied, "Just-- do it! You..." He had meant to call Gojyo a name of some sort, but he was running out of air, and the sex was so good he couldn't even put together a decent sentence any more.

"Yeah," Gojyo answered, only half conscious of what he was saying. All he knew was that Sanzo was actually telling him to keep fucking, and it was hot. "Yeah, I'll do it." I'll do you real good, he thought. One benefit of doing this multiple times in the same night, was that endurance improved. It was almost like being desensitized. He kept pounding into Sanzo's ass, but his cock still wanted more.

Gojyo was pretty sure that he could bring Sanzo off one more time. This time, he wanted them to both come together. He could do it, if he concentrated. "Yeah, yeah..." he panted, thrusting faster and faster into that beautiful ass. He could feel the pressure building in his body, his balls tightening in anticipation. "Oh... FUCK!!" Then he came, blasting his load into Sanzo's ass. His hand squeezed at Sanzo's cock and worked it until he felt it spasm in his hand as muscles squeezed down around his throbbing erection. "Shit... shit..."

Then they were both coming with everything that they had, collapsing into a heap on the ground as their bodies pulsed in the ecstasy of orgasm. Gojyo had fell onto Sanzo's back, and then Sanzo fell to the side in order to avoid being pinned, taking Gojyo down with him. They were in a spooning position on the ground, still buried tightly inside each other. Both of them were panting and groaning as their muscles clenched and throbbed in order to expel every last drop of their seed. It continued for what seemed like minutes upon minutes on end, until each of them was satisfied. Sanzo was the first to snap out of the haze, and his first thought was that he was going to tremendously regret this later.

"If you tell anyone about this, I'll kill you," he threatened.

Gojyo had to stop and focus on Sanzo's words to understand their meaning. Then he replied, "You know, Sanzo... right now, I think... I wouldn't mind dyin'."

"Idiot," Sanzo huffed, annoyed by the very suggestion of Gojyo dying. "I thought you were going to die in the arms of a beautiful woman."

"Well, you're not a woman, but..." Gojyo trailed off, thinking to himself, ...you sure are beautiful. He couldn't say it out loud, because he was pretty sure that Sanzo would throw a fit if he heard it.

Sanzo was surprised that Gojyo had actually admitted that he wasn't a woman instead of teasing him about being just like one, like he always did.

"...you'll do." Gojyo finished.

It sounded like an insult to Sanzo, so he immediately extricated himself from any physical contact with the perverted kappa. "Fuckin' bastard!" he hissed, walking back over the the spot where he'd dropped his clothes. He put them back on as quickly as possible.

Gojyo laughed, because the entire incident was funny as hell. Sanzo was a cock-hungry bastard just like Gojyo had always believed him to be. It was hilarious. Not matter how much he wanted to deny it, Sanzo liked being fucked. Sanzo needed to be fucked. He needed to have someone to pleasure him and release some of the tension that was constantly straining his body. He needed someone who willing to get him off and wipe that grouchy, uptight expression off his face... even if it was only for a little while.

Shut up... Sanzo thought, unable to say it as he pulled his pants up over his wet, satiated ass. He was humiliated. He couldn't believe that he'd actually given in to such base, carnal instincts and allowed something like this to happen. Well, it wouldn't happen again, that was for certain. He looked back as he pulled his clothes on and saw a smug grin on Gojyo's laughing face. It was annoying as hell. "Next time you're gonna be the one who's down on his hands and knees getting fucked!" he threatened.

Through his elated laughter, Gojyo only heard two words from the entire sentence. "Next time, Sanzo-sama?" There's going to be a next time? Oh, fuck... I sure hope there's a next time.

"SHUT UP!!" Sanzo yelled. It was like he'd just admitted that he wanted to do it again. Well, he didn't; and he was going to prove it by putting all his clothes back on and walking away as quickly as possible.

It took a several seconds for Gojyo to gain control of his laughter. By then Sanzo had gotten his jeans on, along with the black undershirt and gloves. He was in the process of putting on his robe and he still had the belt, chest plate, and scriptures to worry about. It's no wonder the guy doesn't bother with underwear... Gojyo thought. He's got enough shit to put on already. He slowly pulled himself up from the ground, and then quickly got dressed. As it turned out, he finished about the same time Sanzo did. He followed just a few steps behind the angry monk, even though he was sure that Sanzo was trying to leave him behind. They had both made it just past the trees when a soft, lilting voice addressed them.

"Did the two of you enjoy yourselves?"

They looked up in shock to see Hakkai sitting in the driver's seat of Jeep, smiling at them sarcastically as one hand gripped the steering wheel. Sanzo exhaled and looked annoyed while Gojyo stood there with a shocked expression on his face. He was completely tongue-tied. There was no way that he had even the slightest idea how to fix this. Even in all his wildest wet dreams about having sex with Sanzo, he had never imagined what would happen if Hakkai found out about it. Now that Gojyo thought about it, it had been stupid for him to assume that he could keep Hakkai from finding out. Hakkai would never be fooled so easily. But now that he knew, Gojyo didn't know what to do. There wasn't a thing that he could say to explain himself, because he already knew that Hakkai would have a witty comeback to anything he could think of.

"None of your business," Sanzo eventually replied, walking up to Jeep and obstinately taking his designated seat. He wasn't going to be intimidated by Hakkai's careless attitude or the smug smirk on his face. If Sanzo wanted to wander out into the woods and get off with the kappa, then that was his decision. He wasn't about to explain himself to anyone, because no one else needed to know about it.

Instead of standing around with his mouth gaping in shock, Gojyo decided to follow Sanzo back to the jeep. He quietly climbed back into his spot in the cargo area and laid down. No one said anything. The silence was unbelievably awkward as they all drifted off to sleep.

Hakkai turned his head away from Sanzo as he rested it on the steering wheel, hiding the slight smile that he was unable to keep form turning up the corners of his lips. It seemed that neither Sanzo nor Gojyo had caught him during his mad rush back to the jeep, reaching it just before they arrived. Neither of them would ever have to know that he had snuck out into the woods after them that night and watched the entire thing.