Ulterior Motives
Sanzo, completely oblivious to what ever devious plan the kappa had in mind, ignored his comments. Trying to concentrate on getting back to sleep as quickly as possible was rather difficult with the redhead talking and the cold floor once again feeling like an ice-cold cutting board against his back. He curled up under the blanket and closed his eyes, one arm tucked under his head as a makeshift pillow. Gojyo, on the other hand, was very much alert and very busy plotting out how to achieve his goal. Oh…but it was such a naughty plan…. He was bound to receive a quick bullet to the head for it. Slowly but surely, he crept up to Sanzo, squatting down so he was close to the priest's ear.
"Sanzo…."
Hoping that if he pretended to be asleep the kappa would give up, Sanzo kept quiet. Trying to breath evenly and not twitch was difficult considering that one of his pet peeves was immediate above his ear. Gojyo hesitated when the blond didn't respond to his call. Unsure of whether the priest was actually asleep or about to launch a surprise attack, he decided to take it easy, not particularly wanting to get kneed in the crotch. Lying on the floor next to Sanzo, the kappa folded an arm around the priest's stomach.
"Here, I'll keep you warm…" Gojyo said, silently thanking the goddess for giving him this opportunity.
The priest's eyes snapped open and his body stiffened at the unexpected touch. "Get off. I'm fine, not that you care either way." He wouldn't let himself appreciate the gesture, ulterior motivation or not, even though he was very cold. It would most likely lead exactly where he hadn't intended to go tonight.
"Shh…Stop talking…" the kappa replied, keeping his hands were they were, fingers tracing around Sanzo's navel. Gojyo pulled him closer, curling his body around the priest.
"Stop that…" Sanzo muttered in annoyance, although he didn't seem to put nearly as much conviction behind it as he had earlier. Unseen by him, the kappa was obviously having a difficult time keeping from cackling out loud at his good luck. His hand trailed down lower on Sanzo's body, testing how much the priest would let him get away with. Unfortunately for Gojyo, Sanzo was not at all in the mood for his antics—allowing the kappa to warm him up a bit was one thing, but the hand sliding along his hip was another. Picking up the kappa's arm by the wrist, he moved it away with a customary growl.
"That was uncalled for."
"But that's usually were you start when you want to have sex with someone…" Gojyo answered smoothly, placing a kiss on the priest's neck. "I said I'd warm you up, but I didn't say how."
"Who said I was going to even think about letting you fuck me?" Sanzo asked angrily, sitting up and leaning away from the kappa's eager hands. "And I didn't even agree to you getting close to me."
"Come on, Sanzo…. We're all alone out here and it's fucking cold—what the hell else do you have to do?" Gojyo leaned forward, following the priest's movements with mischievous red eyes. Reaching around Sanzo's shoulders, the redhead pushed him close enough to add another kiss to his neck, this time closer to the chest, hooking a finger into the collar of the blonde's black shirt to pull it down.
"I want some goddamn sleep. I haven't slept yet." In an attempt to escape, he tried to pry the kappa's arms from about himself, but his smooth fingertips mostly just slid off. "And it's not cold enough to warrant desperate measures."
"Why do you always have to be a tight-ass about sex? Do you have some tragic hidden past about that, too?" Gojyo drawled sarcastically, flashing a quick impression of an angst-ridden Sanzo. He sighed and continued, reaching for his back pocket, "You've always gotta make me in to the bad guy…."
The priest glowered at Gojyo, not noticing the hand reaching for his back pocket. "Why can't you just be happy with not having to sleep on the floor for one night?"
Gojyo grinned maliciously, saying in a dangerous whisper, "We can use the bed if you want…but this isn't really about what you want anyway…." The black sash pulled silently from his pocket, as the priest finally began to fathom what the kappa had going on in his perverted mind. His violet eyes widened as the redhead snatched up his hands and tied them firmly with his own belt before Sanzo could even so much as utter one word of protest. Pulling the strip of fabric roughly about the priest's wrists, Gojyo made sure the knot would not pull loose if his captive struggled.
Needless to say, Sanzo began struggling almost immediately, not liking this new development one bit. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" No matter how hard he yanked on it, the knot would not give. Without a second though, he landed a well-aimed kick on the kappa's hip, who winced as it connected. Gojyo took a different approach to avoid getting kicked again where it really hurts. He moved behind the priest, holding him tightly around the waist with an arm, one long leg on either side. The other hand tugged at the hem of Sanzo's shirt as the kappa's mouth tasted the pale skin of one of his pale shoulders.
"Having some fun," he answered in between kisses. "You never want to cooperate…."
"Fun at my expense, you bastard. Untie me!" he hissed. The priest wrenched his shoulder away from Gojyo, every little touch making his skin crawl unpleasantly.
"Yeah, well…if you'd cooperate you might enjoy it…." Gojyo tugged the angry blond back against himself, massaging his tensed muscles. "Calm down…"
Snarling, Sanzo jerked his upper body free of the kappa's grip, twisting around with the intention of smashing an elbow into Gojyo's leering face, violet eyes blazing with rage directed only at the half-breed clutching him tightly. The redhead was getting more than irritated with Sanzo's behavior—instead of simply grabbing the priest's waist again, he slammed both hands into the blonde's chest, shoving him backward. Once Gojyo had him on the floor, he straddled Sanzo's waist and sat there, arms crossed triumphantly.
"You're so much trouble."
Breath knocked out by the force of the fall and Gojyo's weigh on his stomach, all the priest could was lay limply for the time being. "Bastard…" he wheezed, narrowed eyes watching the kappa's every move.
"Why won't you have sex with me?" Gojyo huffed, running one finger along the armhole of Sanzo's top, half-lidded eyes sparkling lustily in the dark. "I am 'The Legend' after all…"
Sanzo opened his mouth to spew forth more obscenities at the kappa, but the words died on his lip as a faint scratching sound reached his ears from the ceiling. Tilting his head, the priest stared intently up in to the dark recesses of the rafters. Gojyo had heard the sounds as well, but was far more interested in undressing the prone body under him. The scratching in the ceiling stopped for the time being, but something about it made Sanzo a bit nervous, if not the kappa.
The redhead was fiddling with the hem of Sanzo's black shirt, wanting to pull it off, but realizing this was not plausible with the priest's hands being bound and the thing being skin tight as it was, and he sure wasn't about to untie the blond and risk being castrated with a smoking gun. Hooking a couple fingers under the shirt, he peeled it back from Sanzo's chest, revealing the priest's smooth, pale skin underneath. Tracing his ribs, Gojyo leaned in deliberately, customary smirking leer back in place, and flicked his tongue over Sanzo's nipple.
That was definitely something Sanzo could not ignore, and he turned his attention back to the kappa, wondering in the back of his mind if he hadn't just imagined those sounds. Gojyo had not seemed to hear them; the kappa having infinitely better hearing, it was entirely possible that nothing was there at all. Perhaps the noise was a product of the priest's stressed mind mixed with sleep deprivation.
Glad that Sanzo was distracted and not particularly caring why, Gojyo took the opportunity to capture the priest's mouth with his own. The kappa nipped at Sanzo's lower lip before sliding his tongue between the other's lips with relish. His hands had traveled down far enough to begin working loose the button on Sanzo's pants, occasionally allowing them to brush by some sensitive area on the priest's body.
"Mnnm…nn…!" the priest suddenly snapped back to the reality at hand when the kappa's teeth first tore at his lip. Despite Sanzo's renewed attempts to extract Gojyo from on top of himself, the redhead stayed where he was, exploring the priest's mouth roughly with his tongue, completely caught up in feel of the body under him. He fumbled with the difficult button with one hand, while the other gripped Sanzo's hip, holding him down.
In the midst of this, Sanzo caught in the corner of his vision a faint shadow drift by on the wall and he bit down firmly on Gojyo's tongue, more or less unintentionally. The kappa released his mouth in surprise, withdrawing his hand to cover his mouth, while his eye began to water from the stinging pain.
"Dammit…." Gojyo prodded his sore mouth gingerly, glaring at the blond under him. "You dickhead…."
"Shut up." Sanzo's attention was fixed on the little sounds of movement coming from the roof of the cabin. His eyes flitted from window to window, straining to see something, anything, in the dark. The kappa was just about to retaliate when he discovered the priest's focused expression. For the first time that night, he looked away from his alleged partner, following the priest's line of sight.
"What?"
"Sh…do you hear that?" Sanzo inclined his head in the direction of the far side of the room, eyes narrowing in concentration as he tried to discern the noise.
The kappa cocked his ear to the ceiling, listening hard, a frown turning down the corners of his mouth. "You mean that scratching? That's been going on for a while now. Sounds like…long nails on wood…."
"Why the fuck didn't you say something before?" The priest somehow managed to cast a demeaning glare down his nose at Gojyo, though he was currently under the redhead and pinned to the floor. Trying to wiggle away from the kappa to take a look out the window proved to be futile—he was still completely trapped.
Gojyo cast him an indignant look. "It so happens I was busy. Besides, it's probably just a rat."
Sanzo was positive he saw a shadow flit by on the wall this time. It was fast, but not fast enough and he could make out the shape of a seemingly grotesque figure. Seconds later, a quiet thump resounded from the near side of the roof with a few scuffling footsteps.
"They're on the roof."