Saiyuki- sadly- will never belong to me.
Stress Reliever
It was early morning and Gojyo was still muzzy from sleep. There was a tap at his door, short and demanding. The red-head yawned, pushing messy hair from his face and shuffled over to the door. His red eyes were greeted with a violet pair, currently giving him a hard glare. Gojyo looked Sanzo up and down, noting that the Priest had undone the top part of his robe and his hands were sans gun. His face was carefully kept emotionless, save for a small frown. With a sigh, the red-head let him in and closed the door behind him. Good thing he was still only in his boxers.
As usual, their love making was fierce and wild. Sanzo was a biter, especially when Gojyo got a little too frisky for his liking. The blonde always ended up on the bottom whether it was planned that way or not. In the end, they were both exhausted and spent. The sheets and blankets lay in disarray on the floor. Sanzo began putting his clothing back on, mere minutes later, as Gojyo watched from the bed. The Priest had a business-like air around him as he slipped the black arm gloves back on and fixed his tussled hair. Gojyo ran a hand through his own crimson locks, smoothing them back and out of his eyes.
Sanzo left without even a word, closing the door with a final glance back at his former bed-partner. Gojyo sighed softly, leaning against the wall and staring at the door. At least Sanzo wouldn't be so uptight this afternoon when they headed out. He got up and went to take a shower.
The next evening, when they had found a suitable inn and had a substantial dinner, Gojyo retired to his new room. A few minutes later, as expected, there was a hesitant knock at his door. The red-head stuck the cigarette he had been smoking in the ash tray on the dresser and went to open it. Hakkai was there, his usual smile in place. Gojyo raised an eyebrow as the brunette greeted him and stepped inside.
"Sanzo and Goku have gone shopping for some supplies," Hakkai explained, to which Gojyo only nodded. He was starting to take off his shirt when Hakkai kissed him gently on the cheek.
"Not yet. Let's do a little of the sweet things first," he said softly. Gojyo wrapped his arms around him compliantly and gave him a peck on the head.
Later they had sex as well, slow and gentle. Though manipulative, Hakkai was kind and tender with his ministrations. He let Gojyo be on top most of the time because the red-head felt more comfortable in that position. Hakkai knew the perfect ways to satisfy them both quickly and without fuss. The sheets were still on the bed when they were done. They kissed one last time and the brunette got up to get dressed.
Gojyo grabbed his pants and stepped into them, pulling them back up around his waist. When he was fully dressed, Hakkai made the bed out of sheer compulsion, and turned to Gojyo.
"Thank you," he said. The red-head shrugged and gave him a little nod. After he left, Gojyo got back into the bed and tried to fall asleep for the night. At least Hakkai's smile would be a little more real tomorrow morning.
Sunrise the next day found the Sanzo party on the road again. Gojyo was just drifting off when he felt something poke him hard in the side.
"Stop it, you damn monkey," he growled, swatting Goku's finger away.
"You were snoring so loud, ero-kappa!" Goku replied. "Why are you so tired, anyway?"
The red-head yawned, glancing at the back of the heads of the two in the front seat. "I was busy relieving some stress," he answered with a little smile.