Hakkai leaned over to rest his weight on his right arm and unfolded his legs from beneath his body. Gojyo found himself distracted by the rippling of muscle in Hakkai's shoulder as he twisted his body, raising his hips from the bed and rocking forward onto his right knee. He was surprised when the healer quickly pressed in to capture Gojyo's mouth with soft lips in a firm kiss. Before he could react, Hakkai's tongue swiped across his lips, and then darted forward demandingly. Gojyo obediently parted his lips and immediately felt that tongue slide past his teeth, delving deep into his mouth. He groaned helplessly as an intense current coursed down his spine to pool forcefully in his groin. Gods, he had never known anything like this.
For a moment, Gojyo was unmoored, awash in the cascade of feeling borne upon an unexpected kiss. He struggled to find himself, to gather his senses and respond, only to be cast away again when Hakkai's lips left his. Suddenly bereft of the impossibly strong, beguiling sensations his lover had evoked in him, Gojyo forced his eyes to roll open, and found himself immediately adrift in a sea of cool, clear green. Those eyes bore directly into his, giving nothing away, but with an intensity that stilled his heart for a beat. There was something in that look that Gojyo recognized, but could not name. It made no request, no demand, it simply…expected.
Hakkai's free hand rose, the tips of his fingers trailing a kind of delicate heat where they touched. Both unable and unwilling to look away, Gojyo allowed himself to simply feel it, the gentleness somehow intensified by the gaze they shared. The warmth disappeared briefly, though it seemed to spread like a wake on water across his flesh, to be replaced by the light pressure of Hakkai's palm against Gojyo's chest.
The color of Hakkai's eyes seemed to deepen, even as the soft vibrations and heat emanating from his touch did the same. Another shock raced through Gojyo's body as Hakkai adjusted his chi and the two fell in sync. Hakkai's expression never changed, but everything was suddenly and completely different. Something in that chi penetrated, that challenged. Gojyo didn't know if it would be enough, but he was ready to offer everything he was in answer. He had never been so scared, or so ready for anything in his life.
Everything else that had happened grew distant now, the pain of the morning fading with that realization. Gojyo released his hesitations and fears. He loved and trusted Hakkai and it was far past time to prove it. His allowed his body to relax and felt the shift in their combined energies as he did so. Hakkai's eyes softened; Gojyo knew that Hakkai understood and slowly, deliberately lowered his eyes.
After a moment, Gojyo risked a tentative glance up. Hakkai's gaze was fixed steadily on him, lit by a small, genuine smile; both held an edge of hunger that sent a shiver down Gojyo's spine. He couldn't remember Hakkai ever looking at him that way before. A kind of thrumming, an almost-sound, rose in Gojyo's ears and rippled across his skin. It was strange, bewildering and bewitching.
Hakkai leaned closer and Gojyo's lips parted in response, the familiar anticipation of Hakkai's kiss now tinged with the thrill of the unknown. A hair's breadth away, Hakkai paused.
"I love you," he breathed against Gojyo's mouth, then pressed soft lips there with a tenderness that utterly broke the hanyou. Tears pricked at his eyes behind closed lids as the absolute truth of Hakkai's words seeped through and filled him, a diffuse glow that gently enveloped his heart. That an affection of such depth and purity existed at all amazed him; that it was meant for him humbled him. That he had betrayed it shamed him painfully. A tear slipped out from beneath his lashes to slide slowly down his cheek. Another followed it and Gojyo just let them come.
With slow, impossibly gentle movements, Hakkai wandered along Gojyo's jaw and down to his neck, trailing fleeting kisses where he went. Gojyo felt the warm swell and wane of their mingled energies with each press of Hakkai's lips to his flesh. His head was swimming in ways that he had never known, making him wonder if it was possible to become drunk from this. The last of his tears clung to his lashes, as precious in their way as diamonds.
Hakkai's hair brushed lightly against Gojyo's cheek as he teased and nipped at neck and ear; the hot rush of breath over his sensitive skin made Gojyo shiver exquisitely. Sensation warred with emotion, pulling him between the strength of his physical desire and the depth of his love. He wanted - oh gods, he wanted so much - to feel Hakkai buried deep inside him, to wrap himself around the beautiful body of the man he adored and to stay there together, forever entwined. Gojyo would happily give up the world to remain here in this room, making love to Hakkai until the end of time.
Hakkai made his way down Gojyo's chest to take one hard nipple into his mouth, lightly catching it between his teeth. When he stroked it with his tongue, Gojyo gave in to sensation. Emotion did not flicker or falter, did not fade into the background. It surrounded and infused them both, heightening, intensifying every touch until Gojyo felt he would run mad with it. Contact was dizzying, but the electric feeling that hovered between them where their skin did not quite meet was even more so. He was drifting in these currents and tides that connected him to his lover.
Being somewhat more used to the consciousness of chi, Hakkai was less overwhelmed than Gojyo, though not by much. This complete merging of self with another was new to him as well. He was able to shift and direct, feeling Gojyo's reactions in every cell of his body and leading him down a path of sensation designed to consume him. Hakkai wanted it all, every breath and moan, every thought and feeling for him alone. Salve for his wounded heart.
With an ease and precision that he had learned from Gojyo, Hakkai reached over to the nightstand beside the bed, opened the drawer and retrieved a small bottle, all without pausing in his ministrations. With lips, teeth and tongue, he kept the hanyou in a state of dazed compliance. The short, sharp pattern of his breath, the tiny bumps on his skin, the whimpers that fell from his lips, all were balm and spur to Hakkai as he moved ever closer to Gojyo's sex. He poured a measure of oil into his hand, judging the amount by feel. Gojyo's reaction to his gentle touches was a wash of colour in Hakkai's mind.
Hakkai pressed a slick finger to Gojyo's entrance, just enough to signal his intentions, while the other hand reached to guide hard flesh toward him. With simultaneous swift movements, Hakkai sheathed Gojyo's cock in his mouth and penetrated his body. The shock of it had Gojyo arching his back; the pleasure of if made him hiss. Hakkai allowed him a moment to adjust before beginning an earnest campaign to drive his lover over the edge of desire.
Keeping his movements slow and deliberate, Hakkai used his lips and tongue to draw moans of pleasure from Gojyo. He worked his hand with a matching rhythm, soon sliding a second finger in beside the first. Gojyo was throwing his head from side to side, tiny pleading mews escaping his throat as his body trembled under Hakkai's tender assault. Gojyo's feelings flooded through their shared energy in waves, intoxicating Hakkai as well; though he resisted, the persistent throbbing in his own sex demanded attention.
Hakkai flicked his tongue across the head of Gojyo's cock - earning a sharp gasp - then released him and straightened. He continued stroking strong fingers in and out, keeping Gojyo riding the pleasure while he located the vial of lube again. When he stopped and pulled away, Gojyo whimpered at the loss. He was nearly insensible now, completely bound by the spell that Hakkai had woven for him, which was as it should be. Hakkai smiled a little at the thought as he coated himself with lube.
Gojyo, wrapped in the double enchantment of love and desire, was confused for just a moment while Hakkai tended to other things. His breath was short, his mind fogged and unsteady. He became aware that his legs were shaking, but that was short-lived. Before he could even begin to think, Hakkai was grabbing him by the thighs and puling him down, to lay flat on the bed. Then there was the heat of skin against the backs of his legs, followed by the insistent press of a slick hardness. Hakkai's need washed over him, naked and so strong that Gojyo struggled to keep from being taken by the tide. He managed to open his eyes and focus long enough to catch and hold a green-eyed gaze as Hakkai pushed forward with uncompromising steadiness until Gojyo had taken every inch.
There was a moment of shift as they each closed their eyes and the frantic, demanding edges of physical craving softened. Gojyo floated on it, cradled in their shared being, and savouring the anticipation of what was to come. Just time enough to catch his breath before Hakkai pulled slowly back, sending ripples of pleasure through Gojyo's body. He knew when that pleasure translated, could feel it echo back to him through the filter of Hakkai's consciousness. When the next measured thrust came, Gojyo let himself go, carried by the current. He was helpless before the force of Hakkai's will, which was quite all right by him.
As Hakkai increased the pace of his movements, he could feel the need rising again, the desire to wipe all the pain away and make Gojyo his. He leaned down over Gojyo's body, crouching close on his elbows to thread his fingers in long red hair. Gojyo wrapped his legs around his lover's waist, pulling him closer, deeper. He looked up into Hakkai's eyes. All pretence, all defence was stripped away, given up. This was Gojyo in the raw, and Hakkai knew it. With each roll of Hakkai's hips, with each answering lift of Gojyo's, they fell more into each other.
"Gojyo," Hakkai said, his voice soft but firm, "give yourself to me. Become mine."
Gojyo nodded. His eyes rolled closed of their own accord, his back arching as Hakkai pushed deep into him.
"Say it, Gojyo," he moaned, the physical pleasure of being so tightly sheathed making itself heard in his voice, "Say you belong to me."
"I'm yours," Gojyo panted, "I belong to - ah! - to you."
The words reverberated through Hakkai, settling into the space where Gojyo's betrayal had left a hole in his heart. It wasn't enough. Not nearly enough.
"You're mine," Hakkai growled. Not a question this time. "Mine." He punctuated with hard thrusts that elicited gasps from Gojyo.
"Yeah, 'Kai," Gojyo's voice shook, trembling like his body, "Yours…all yours. I sw…I swear."
Hakkai bowed his head to Gojyo's ear.
"You feel that," he ground out between clenched teeth, snapping his hips hard, "That's me inside you." Another hard thrust, another gasp. "It's always going to be me. For the rest of our lives, it will be me! Only me!"
Gojyo's legs tightened around Hakkai's waist. His cock was trapped between them, and with every thrust, Hakkai was driving him closer to the edge. With every word, he was losing control. The sound of Hakkai's voice in his ear, the force and possessiveness of it, sent waves of heat rolling through him. He rocked up to meet the insistent body moving on his. His heart opened to the words that both demanded and promised forever.
"Yes, Hakkai," he managed to say, through a throat that wanted to close around a rising sob. "Always. Only you. Only…y-" The tears broke his voice. Gojyo placed hands on either side of Hakkai's head , pulling him down to say all the things he couldn't with his kiss.
They moved together, bodies, minds and hearts in unison. Faster, deeper, harder, more…they couldn't get close enough. Skin slid against sweat-slick skin, lips and tongues danced in a fever of need, amplified through energy. Gojyo, completely swept under, couldn't let go even long enough to warn Hakkai that he was going to come. He did so with an unprecedented degree of force and a level of ecstatic release that darkened his vision.
When Hakkai felt the rhythmic contractions of Gojyo's body around him and felt the hot spurt of liquid against his stomach, he completely abandoned any hope of control. Still kissing, Hakkai gasped his release against Gojyo's mouth, shuddering as he came deep inside him.
Each felt each other's climax almost as intensely as his own. The chi connection burst in a tumult of sensation that nearly took their wind completely.
It was some time before either felt up to the task of moving. The westering sun through the window lent the room a soft, warm glow by the time they managed to stumble out of the bed and into the shower. Hakkai was out first, dried and laying in the unused bed when Gojyo emerged. He smiled at Hakkai as the brunet folded back the cover for him. They settled into each other's arms, contented and drowsy in the aftermath of their lovemaking.
Gojyo cleared his throat, then said in a soft voice, "So, this really is forever then, huh?"
Hakkai nodded a little against Gojyo's chest and replied in a sleepy voice, "I'm afraid so, love."
He didn't see the grin that spread across Gojyo's face, or the shining in his eyes.
