Gojyo dumped the bag full of leather pieces, chains and locks onto his bed and frowned, pulling the cigarette from his lips to let the smoke escape his lungs. He'd done many a-thing in his time...never anything so kinky though. Still, the chic was hot. More than that, she was the fucking hottest woman he'd seen in ages. And after that little blunder with the stripper (Hakkai still couldn't quite look him in the eye), he needed more than ever to prove he wasn't into men. And she was the lucky lady to help with that...if he could get this shit figured out.
"If you can figure out how this works, come on over to my room. If not...better make sure your hands are warm." That's what Lian had told him. And he was hell bent and determined to figure it out. Now, where did this piece go...He began sorting the different straps out by size, the chains in another pile and the locking pieces in yet another. Still made no sense once he had them organized. Okay, plan B...just start attaching things and hope to God it worked.
Goku was lying on his bed, petting Hakuryu. It was just before dinner and Hakkai and Sanzo weren't in the room. He looked up at Gojyo's frustrated snort. "What's that stuff for?" he asked, sitting up on his knees to see better.
"None of your goddamn business," Gojyo snapped, throwing the pieces he'd been working on back into the mess. He dug in his pocket and pulled out a hair tie, pulling his thick locks back tightly. Now that his hair wasn't in the way, back to work! This strap definately wove through here...and here. And it locked with this- no, this- piece. Scowling, he threw what little work he had down on the bed again. Son of a bitch! If it weren't for the fact they were in a small town that catered mostly to elderly people, he wouldn't bother with the effort for just one chic. But seeing as the last sex he'd gotten had been almost three weeks ago...he NEEDED a woman! And Lian was it. Stubbing out his cigarette, he gritted his teeth and studied the equipment again. It figures. The only chance he had of getting laid and she was freakier than he was! It would be so much easier if she would have given him directions, like they did with stereos. Or better yet, if she were here so he could build it around her. Yeah, if only he had someone who could...
His eyes flickered over to Goku, who was back to tossing Hakuryu in the air, making the little dragon squeal. "Yo, monkey, get over here!"
"Why?" Goku asked suspiciously, sitting up. He forgot he'd tossed Hakuryu, who had to do a quick little wing maneuver to keep from hitting the groun. Hakuryu chittered angrily and flew to the window ledge, preening his wings, tail lashing fiercely.
"If you help me out with this, I'll by you pot stickers for the next week." And tomorrow, he would conveniently 'forget' about it.
Eyes widening and getting a shiny eager look in them, Goku sprang from his bed and over to Gojyo's in a minute. "YEAH! Pot stickers! YUM! Okay, so whaddo I gotta do?" he was studying the many pieces intently, as if his little monkey brain could figure it out.
Gojyo looped all the pieces over his arm and neck, sticking the pins in his pocket. "On your hands and knees. I've gotta get this thing figured out."
Goku did as he was told, the eager look being replaced with a wary one. "Hey, Gojyo?"
"Yeah?" Gojyo pulled out the first strap, the one that would lock around the shoulders.
"Is this gonna hurt?"
"Dunno. Why, scared?"
"A little."
Smiling wickedly, Gojyo locked the strap in place and went to the one that would go around the waist. "And here I thought you'd do anything for food." He slid the lock in place and moved on.
Goku looked down as a a little leather covered block that was shaped to fit thighs was put between his legs, keeping them apart and locked on. "Well, that was before. This is really weird. And what if someone walks in...like last time?"
Hm, the monkey had a good point. Gojyo stopped long enough to lock the door, grimacing when he saw the chain had been torn off long ago. Oh, well, maybe the other two would take the hint. He went back over to Goku. "Lean forward."
"Huh? What the-OUCH!"
Gojyo chuckled softly as he fastened the little strap section made for a woman's body to the waist strap and then to the block. He adjusted the piece so it wasn't digging into the kid's groin. "Sorry 'bout that."
"Who the hell does this stuff?" Goku exclaimed as a collar was added to his neck, which had a metal loop in it to connect it to the headboard. Shorter chains attached to leather cuffs connected his wrists to his neck.
"How the hell should I know? All I know is that this chic bet me I couldn't figure it out. And I'm gonna prove her wrong." Gojyo grinned when he pulled out a length of leather that had a hardened rubber ball attached to it. This was gonna be priceless! "Open your mouth."
"Why? What's that-mmph! Heh, Go'o!" Goku glared back at Gojyo as the red head laughed and moved on. Goku continued trying to talk around the ball gag but it was all jumbled nonsense. Even if he didn't get this thing figured out, there was at least the knowledge he'd gagged Goku.
"Just think of all those pot stickers, Goku," Gojyo encouraged, attaching still more chains from the cuffs around the boy's ankles to the waist strap. "Chicken and beef and shrimp. And all that fried rice."
"S'op i'. Ma mouf's wa'erin'!" Goku begged, golden eyes wide and pleading.
"Mmm...I can taste it now, can't you? Oi, hold still a second. This goes...yep, like that!"
"OOOW!" Goku winced again, biting into the gag as Gojyo attached the reins to the choking portion on the collar and gave it a good tug to be sure it was on securely.
Gojyo lit another cigarette and stood back to admire his handy work. Yeah, it was much easier with a body to put it on! Except...he scowled at the one remaining strap, the longest of them all. Where the hell was that supposed to go? It was while he was pondering this that a key slid into the lock, fumbled a little and then slid home. Both Gojyo and Goku turned horror stricken eyes to the door as it pushed open and Sanzo came in.
The monk didn't so much as glance at them. He went straight over to his bed and rummaged through his bag for his reading glasses. He tucked them into his robe and began to leave.
"What, no comment?" Gojyo shouted, a little surprised the usually acerbic man had nothing to say.
"I'm used to it by now," Sanzo answered dryly. He began to pull the door closed. And before Gojyo could bite off a retort, he added, "By the way, that goes from the collar down the back to the waist, forcing the back to arch." He shut the door and locked it again.
"Hey, thanks man!" Gojyo did as Sanzo had said and nodded, satisfied with the results now. Yeah, that made perfect sense...wait, what! He whirled around to stare at the closed door.
"Di' he jus' 'elp 'ou?" Goku asked.
"Uh, yeah, he did," Gojyo said softly. The priest...was a bondage expert? What Goku said next summed up exactly what he was thinking:
"EWWWWW!"
