Author's Note: a pointless, brainless short fic on my favourite GS pairing.
WARNING: a super gay Sanzo and Gojyo as his usual annoying self.
"I don't like you." Gojyo's eyes narrowed as he snarled, baring his incisors to the blonde who, true to expectation, barely even flinched, much less felt intimidated.
"What makes you think I care about what you feel?" was the caustic, multi-layered reply, violet eyes regarding the other with contempt.
The redhead growled. It was a threatening sound, and would have frightened a lesser man, but this was Sanzo, and he was no ordinary man. No, not an ordinary man at all.
"You know Sanzo, you're fucking gay."
"So accuses the female," he shot back.
"Me? Female? Who's the one who's at the bottom every time?!" Gojyo leered.
Sanzo resisted the urge to strike his erstwhile lover. "Shut up."
The half-demon opened his mouth to reply, but shut it almost immediately. It wasn't often that Sanzo conceded defeat, and it was better if he didn't rub it in. The sex is always better if he's in a good mood anyway, he told himself. The lack of response made the other frown in suspicion.
What is the stupid kappa up to now? He wondered, watching him wearily. I swear he's up to no good – not that he ever does anything else.
The corners of his lips twitched as he struggled not to smile. Sanzo was cute, no, screw that, Sanzo was incredible – violent tendencies and all. And if he was gonna get a lay tonight, it might as well be a good one. Though, he admitted to himself, every lay with Sanzo is unforgettable.
"What're you looking at?" the blonde finally asked, tired of these mind games they were constantly playing.
"Nothing."
Violet eyes narrowed and thin lips drew back in a scowl. "Are you fucking calling me 'nothing' since you're fucking looking at me?"
Gojyo blinked. For a split second, he froze, then...
"SEE? You're fucking gay!" he shouted excitedly to the other, almost as if they weren't already within a 1 meter radius of each other.
"WHAT?!" exploded the hot-tempered blonde.
"You're so picky, you're so fussy, you're so damn uptight and upright and so fucking CONCIOUS of everything and so fucking UNREASONABLE that you HAVE to be gay!" Gojyo declared quite happily.
"That's because I AM gay!"
The redhead froze. "Ohh...yeah. Hehh." He blushed slightly, "Must've slipped my mind."
Sanzo 'humphed' and turned around.
"Awwwww...Sanzo, don't be like that..." he purred, moving closer towards the other man. "I didn't mean to forget. You know I love you and I always have, and always will..."
Sanzo ignored the tickling sensations that Gojyo's touches were arousing. He remained oblivious to the pair of lips that were leaving wet trails along his jaw and collarbone, and he DID NOT feel the hand that was snaking under his shirt.
"Sanzooooo..."
Gojyo's tongue flicked out and drew a surprised gasp from Sanzo as it explored the inner lobe of his right ear.
"Baby give in already..." he whispered into the ear, delighting in the faint trembling of his lover.
But the monk remained stubbornly unaffected- or as unresponsive as he could, given that Gojyo was VERY skilled with his hands, mouth and cough a certain anatomy of his.
The redhead growled in frustration, before grabbing the blonde by the hair and pulling him in for a kiss. It was violent, and aggressive, but the almost inaudible whimper he got from Sanzo was all the response he needed.
Some time very much later...
"Baby, I'm glad you're gay."
And Sanzo 'humphed'.