Title: Night's Embrace
Author: Queen Momoko
Series: Saiyuki
Rating: R-NC-17
For: sansillion
Request: Hakkai/Sanzo, involving a jeep

Hakkai made his way out of the hotel. At the sound of protest from Goku, he turned and smiled. It was one of his usual placating smiles. A serene up turn of his lips with closed eyes. It was accepted at face value by the youngest member of their travelling party. After all, it wouldn't do him any good to harass the calmest one of their group.

The cold air greeted him in a rush as he stepped outside. The town they were staying in was relatively small. Being composed of mainly farmers and being enough out of the main travel paths, the town only had one inn. So when they'd been told that no pets were allowed in the rooms, he had been left without options. Hakuryuu was to stay outside until they left the next day. That didn't mean he was happy with the decision. So he made his way over to where his friend was currently parked.

As he came around to the back of the building, he was once again keenly aware of how small the town was. The back of the building was solid with no windows or doors with the jeep parked up next to it. Across the small road lay the beginnings of the fields. He looked down at his sleeping friend. They'd been running him ragged.

Taking the opportunity, he looked out over the land. The waxing moon hung in the sky, its reflection shimmering in the water of the fields. Looking further up into the sky he looked up at the stars. Their little points of light that gazed down at him unmoving. What would they see in him, if anything?

But his thoughts ground to a halt as he smelt Sanzo's cigarrete smoke. He let the smell ground him to the world, as he continued to stare up at the sky. The jeep swayed slightly as the other's weight got settled in next to him. The two of them continued to sit there in silence while Sanzo finished his cigarrette and Hakkai let the night envelope his senses. When the cigarrette had been put out, Hakkai slipped his glasses off and dropped them down onto the driver's seat. It was a comfortable pattern between the two.

The nights that they stayed in a town were always the nights that everyone got what they needed the most to unwind. Gojyo got to drink and flirt. Goku got as much food as he could eat and a soft bed to sleep in. And Hakkai and Sanzo got these moments. Moments spent together before both would return to their rooms for the night. For now though they just sat letting the sounds of the dark be free. The thought that it was a very lovely landscape before them caused Hakkai to chuckle.

It was that single chuckle that caused Sanzo to turn to him with a questioning look. That look that led to Hakkai starting their ritual.

Hakkai's lips attacked Sanzo's as he pushed the older man down. His hands working at Sanzo's robes as his legs made their way to straddle his now prone form. Sanzo for his part kissed back with equal intensity. He broke their kiss for a moment to flip them over so Hakkai was laid out beneath him. But still hands continued to roam and slip through clothes to reach flesh.

Calloused hands brushed soft sensitive skin. The wet trail of kisses was dried by the chilling air. Skin reddened from nibbles. Puffs of breath billowed out into the darkness. Green and purple locked together in the moment. A play of dominance while still attacking exposed flesh.

Hakkai looked down at Sanzo's dishevelled blonde hair. He pressed his weight down on the other in a fierce kiss. He probed Sanzo. One. Two. Three. Moving his body against Sanzo's to keep the friction going. For a moment they separated. A hard purple stare off-set by an open panting mouth. A pair of vibrant green eyes off-set by the clinical ease of his actions. Each locked onto the others face as they continued through their dance. Hands moved over familiar surfaces.

All to soon Hakkai was laying spent on Sanzo. Their ragged breaths merging to form a single cloud of mist. Then they moved apart, each straightening their own clothes. Together they sat looking out at the landscape, Sanzo smoking and Hakkai readjusting his glasses. The night around them filled their silence. Broken only by the sound of the jeep shifting as Sanzo got out of it, stomping on his used cigarrette. But still Hakkai sat looking out at the night. It was when the wind started to pick up that he himself got out of the jeep. After giving it a pat on the hood, he headed back to his room.