Antennae
Sanzo lay with his back against the red-head's stomach, one lanky arm draped over his waist. Gojyo was proving to be a very nice pillow-- large, soft and warm.
"That tickles," the monk complained.
"What?" asked Gojyo, who hadn't even moved his fingers. The blonde shifted and plucked at a strand of red hair hanging in front of his face.
"Your feelers, Cockroach." Sanzo smirked, twisting the antennae around his thumb. The half-breed grumbled and prodded him hard in the side.
"Don't tug on them."
Shifting around to face him, the Priest snorted. "Why not?" He pulled the strand again, causing Gojyo to wince slightly. The red-head made the soft growling noise he reserved for when he was being teased and hugged Sanzo closer to him.
"Because they're picking up something."
The monk raised an eyebrow at his partner. "Oh yes?"
Gojyo snickered and flashed him a charming grin. "They're telling me you want to have sex again." Rolling his eyes, Sanzo pushed the Kappa over and leaned his arms on his chest.
"I think you've got your signals crossed."
"Nope, They're never wrong." Crimson ringed pupils twinkled at their violet counterparts, daring Sanzo to disagree.
"Why would I want to have sex with a big red roach?"
"Because he's got the biggest-" The monk interrupted him by placing a pale hand over Gojyo's mouth.
"Will you be quiet if I agree?" He waited until the red-head nodded and then removed his hand.
"Admit it, Sanzo. You like my-" He replaced it again with an irritated glance at the perverted kappa.
"Lord knows I don't keep you around for the intelligent conversation..."
He thought he heard a protest from Gojyo, but it was muffled by their lips as he bent to kiss the red-head.