"So…we are lost…again…"

"Yes…well, you see, there should be a road over there, but there's nothing but the forest…"

"A barrier, maybe…"

"…or a spell…"

"Hey, Hakkai…perhaps that map is too old…"

"Turn it upside down…"

"Gojyo, thank you so much, but I'm not that stupid to look at a map the wrong way…"

"Hey, cool man…"

"Hakkai is always cool…"

"Monkey, what the hell? Are you a little pansy boy?"

"You are really talking about the matter, wow…isn't it you who is in love with Sanzo? Because you know…I think he is a man!"

"Yes, but that— you— it doesn't—don't talk like that about the mighty priest Sanzo!"

"What the heck does it mean?!?!"

"Anyway, monkey, when did you start being sarcastic?!"

"Shut up the whole bunch of you or else you'll wind up quarrelling in hell!"

"Ok, ok…Sanzo, I guess we are all tired so…"

Too late.

--

Sanzo finally calmed down enough to decide what to do as they all sat around a fire.

"So, we are going to spend the night out…"

"It is the only way, when we got here it was already too dark to have a look around the place and now we are struck until morning."

Another night outdoor, another night with no decent food ("Hey, we can still eat Jeep!" "Shuddup monkey…") and, for Gojyo, that meant another fucking night with no sex. The red head sat in silence eating his can of istant soup, looking as he was going to pass out, crashed by loads of thoughts about a naked sexy monk laying next to him or, even better, on him. That wasn't fair. He had what he wanted just a meter away from himself and he couldn't do anything but looking at it, drooling. Why the hell didn't Sanzo want to have sex outside? Or better, why on earth didn't he want to do something different than the usual closed-into-a-room-on-a-bed-covered-by-sheets sex? Trying new things would spice up their relationship, and since, well, it was already spiced on its own, it would be super-amazing. But no--

"Gojyo, are you ok?"

"Yeah, Hakkai…don't worry…I think I'll have a walk around…"

"Don't get lost, Kappa…"

"If you're afraid I may, then come with me…"

He had actually said that. Oh holy shit, he was so fucked. They have decided not to get too… affectionate around the others, and that, in Sanzo's opinion, was surely way too loving and demonstrative. But…

"Hakkai, keep an eye on Goku while we're away"

Hakkai turned to Gojyo and they shared the same surprised expression before the redhead mouthed to him 'miracle'.

"I still can read lips fairly well Kappa, so start walking before you have the necessity to run instead"

Goku stared at the couple for a few moments before looking at Hakkai and saying happily "So tomorrow Sanzo will be in a good mood!"

This time bullets flew in the air.

--

"I'm sorry. For today's getting-on-Sanzo-nerves thing, I mean…"

"I'm used to it…"

Gojyo smiled at him even though none of them could see properly in the dark.

"Sanzo… I want to make love to you…"

"I thought so…"

Gojyo was taken aback: he was waiting for the harisen to hit the back of his head, instead, there was a willing Sanzo just beside him.

"You're saying that you followed because…you wanted to do something too?"

Sanzo furrowed his eyebrows.

"I'm not dreaming, right?"

Sanzo stayed still, arm crossed on his chest, and swallowed hard: for the fuckhead jackass being alone with him, knowing that the monk was craving to make love to him, was a dream. Oh, well. Sanzo stepped forward lifting his arm and caressed Gojyo's cheek before entangling his fingers in the long red hair and pulling his lover into a hot kiss. Oh yeah, that was exactly all he needed.

The redhead wasted no time, knowing too well that they'd have to get back to the fire-camp soon, just in case some demons decided to ambush them, and so he started undoing Sanzo's robe, taking off the silky belt wrapped around his hips. The monk let the clothing fall from his body and pool around his feet, smiling in the kiss they still were sharing.

"Mmmh, you're awfully friendly, Sanzo…"

"Are you complaining?"

"Oh, not at all…"

The monk slid down Gojyo's jacket from one of his shoulder, tugging at it.

"Taka it off, damn it…"

The redhead chuckled as he got rid of it in a hurry, just to start fumbling with Sanzo's belt.

"I think we have no time for some sweet love making, baby… If I am allowed, I'd rather suggest some animal-like sex…" He whispered into his lover's ear.

"Translation: you just want to take your dick out and shove it into my ass."

"It's because you're so clever that I love you…"

"So you love me because we're the opposites…"

Gojyo laughed again causing Sanzo to smile too as they both stopped still.

"'Really love you…"

"You already told me…"

"…but I still want to fuck you senseless…"

"Agreed."

Sanzo took him by the wrist and looked for something near them where he could lean on. He felt something like a musk-covered rock Oh shit, I hate this thing… the sensation beneath his finger was almost revolting to him, but he decided he couldn't give a fuck as long as Gojyo was going to screw him. The blonde monk leaned on it while trying to open his own fly: when he succeeded, he lowered his trousers and pants to his knees, waiting for Gojyo.

"Gojyo wh—"

He stopped when he felt Gojyo's hands massaging his back and his erection pressing firmly against him.

"It will be rough…" the redhead whispered.

"It will be rough…" Sanzo repeated.

Gojyo entered him in one fluid motion, and he was left breathless.

"Don't…tell me you spitted on your—"

"I'm fucking your ass… and you're complaining 'bout my saliva?"

"Move…"

"As you order…"

The movements of Gojyo's hips, the caresses of his hands, his low voice whispering dirty things in his ear like a mantra: Sanzo would silently blame himself afterward for having submitted himself to the pleasure of the flesh, staining the vow, but for now, the only thing he could give a damn to was his lover and the connection they created every time they sinned.