Saiyuki Remix
"You better be ready... You hellions!"
The last thing Goku knew was the sound of his ragged breath in tune with those of his companion. He had given Sanzo everything he had, everything. There was nothing left but his life, which he would gladly throw away for the priest. His golden eyes were closed, and his body was aching. Sweat ran along the curves of his body, not missing an angle. Slowly, he opened his golden orbs to stare blankly at the ceiling. Does this mean... Sanzo is mine? His head rolled to the side to stare at the man he loved so dear.
His golden locks were stuck to his forehead, sweat running along his body as well. Master Sanzo... He closed his eyes and shifted his weight, for now he was laying his head on the priest chest. His right hand rested on the rising and falling chest, the part his head wasn't laying on. Content. Everything was perfect bliss. He would not want to miss a thing, nor want to end the moment. Though, at times, Sanzo got a little rough it still was an amazing experience. I want to do it again... One day... Having the man I love pleasure me was- He smiled. Heaven.
Sanzo's violet hues came into view as he opened his eyes. His head lowered slightly as he felt the monkey boy rest on his chest. It was, indeed, wonderful. He had never felt so alive. Nor had he ever felt so passionate about someone. "I love you, Master Sanzo." Goku said breathlessly. He didn't get a reply ; he wouldn't. Sanzo never was good at expressing love, it was amazing he had managed the courage to kiss the boy. Was it wrong? Sanzo asked himself repeatedly. Was it wrong to take away his innocence? And was it I who was the one he should give it all away for...? He couldn't stop wondering. "Hn."
He scoffed slightly, siting up and pushing the boy over. "You are heavy, brat." A smile was on his face, and not any smile, a true smile. The boy whined, grumbling and yapping on about how he shouldn't be treated like a kid. "Sanzo...?" The priest leaned over and pulled his cigarette box from his kimono, leaning back against the headboard. He pulled a cigarette from the box, placed it to his lips, and looked around. "What?" He asked as he leaned back over, removing the lighter from the hidden pouch. Again he leaned back and lit the cigarette, inhaling and then letting the smoke roll from his lips.
"What are we now?" Goku asked happily, crawling over and snuggling in the silk covers. Sanzo knew what the boy wanted. A relationship. However, could Sanzo really go through that kind of commitment? He removed the cigarette from his lips and exhaled. Goku nudged the man a bit, wondering if he would ever gain an emotional answer from the older man.
"Nothing."
"Nothing... At all, Sanzo?"
The man glared down at the boy. No emotion except anger raced upon his face. Slowly the boy sat up, gathering the blanket into his lap. "Exactly." The last thing Goku could remember was throwing the covers off him, slipping on his boxers and running. Nowhere. He had nowhere to go but he still ran. Out of the room, down the hall, and from Sanzo's presence. The man ran his fingers through his still damp hair, feeling beads of water trace down his cheeks. He knew the boy would forever hate him. The way it should have been from the beginning.
It was dark. Emptiness was around him once again. Slowly his gazes focused on the small birds playing outside the rock prison. His arms reached, but failed to grab onto the only happiness the boy could find. "No... No... No! I want-... I want my Sanzo-sama! He is mine! MINE!" He screamed. Tears seemed to be his friend. Sliding down his face constantly, with no end in sight.
He reached again but this time Sanzo did not come. He would not come. No one would. Would his precious Sanzo show up to save the day?
Goku stood at the gates. His eyes watering with a sorrow he really wanted to forget. His heart felt like daggers slashed away ai it, leaving his heart torn beyond reasoning. Those innocent golden hues were blurred by the water that flowed uncontrollably from them. But through all this, could Goku hate the man he loved? "Goku, are you alright?" It was a familiar voice. Though not of the man he wished it to be. "Hakkai... Does- Does he hate me? Was I only a one night stand...?" Those questions had to be answered.
Hakkai wrapped his arms around the boy's shoulder, letting his chin rest on those said shoulders. The older man could not tell him what he wanted to hear, nor could he be sure of what he wanted to hear. All he could do was tell him the truth. "No, and yes. Sanzo can not be caught up in–" A hand slapped him. It was Goku. He had turned around quickly, giving Hakkai the reaction he could only give. Even if the older man was like an older brother, he still could hurt him. "I hate him. He hates me. That is how it should be."
He was outside now. Away from everyone, but he wasn't away from the pain. It was at the pit of his stomach, and it would not leave. He dropped to his knees, and slammed his fist against the ground, now cursing the man he loved. His loyalty meant nothing to the priest? Nothing at all? It was dark out, nothing but the stars allowed him to see. "Sanzo... You truly are a bastard..." He whimpered out, feeling the tears never ending.
Something caught his attention. It wasn't the sounds, it wasn't the sight, it was the smell. The smell of rotten flesh and pints of blood. Goku slowly stood, now his eyes searching the woods for a reason behind this. And there it was. A man in a white rob, much like that of Sanzo's. It couldn't be... Master? His thoughts ran wild as he smiled, running happily over to the man. "Master Sanzo! I knew you cared!" Laughs echoed in vein as the man's face was revealed. His hair was black, his eyes a dark green. Glasses were planted at the end of his nose.
"My, my. Goku, isn't it? How are you?" He had a smug look on his face, a sense of accomplishment. The boy stopped, his fist tightening. "Why do I smell blood, Mister Priest?!" He growled, not bothering to ask his name. He knew this man, but from where. His mind was racing and nothing came to his thoughts. It was blank. He began to whisper something ; something that resembled the words Sanzo muttered when he made a spell. "Hey... What are–?!" He screamed in pain as his body froze, paralyzed. The man walked over to him and smirked, reaching to touch his face.
"This won't hurt a bit... Until the after effects kick in."
"Le-..ave,,, Me-... A-lo..ne...!"
The man smirked, grasping on to the golden headband that kept Goku's sanity. A heartbeat pulsed through the boy's trembling body, his eyes glowing with a golden hollowness. "See you later, brat." He smiled and walked away. Never had Goku in his life wanted to end his own life. Until now.
"Ah... Ah...! Aghhh!" He screamed in pain. It was surging through his body, tremendous amounts of pain. But all the while, he was hoping the one he loved would save him from the horrid pain. No luck prevailed. It was happening again. His hair grew long, but only a small amount in the back. His fangs began to sharpen, along with his claws. He was losing his sanity again. All of it... Nothing left but revenge. Revenge on Sanzo.
Sanzo laid back again, his cigarette resting plainly on his swollen lips. He wanted him again. To take him in his arms, claim him, dominant that boy. Every inch of him. Slowly he ran his fingers through his hair, brushing the trails of tears that had dried so long ago. It was amazing that he was able to cry at all. He looked around, noticing the man in the doorway. "Damn cockroach." He called, his breath still ragged. It wasn't from exhausted it was from crying.
"He ran away." Gojyo called, his voice stern and harsh. He was in no mood to hear any excuses from the man. His friend was hurt, crying, and alone. He wouldn't settle for anything less than his only friends to pair. "Go get him, prick." Not another word. He had left by the time Sanzo had sat up, the silk covers running down his chest and nicely tuned abs. I want him... I want to be inside him. Make him mine, all mine. But-... But I fucked that up a long time ago, didn't I? Or would he still praise me? He slowly got from the bed, taking up the robes and reattaching them to his body.
He made his way down the halls, noticing the monks giving hard glares and cold stares. Whisper upon whisper, chant upon chant. He knew that they had heard, but it did not matter anymore. All that mattered was getting Goku to accept him once again. He pushed open the gates, listening to the screeching sound as they closed. He heard a calling. The same calling Goku had done, but only the words were different.
Pain and misery... Help me, Sanzo... I need to feel you against me...
Sanzo began to walk towards the one place he KNEW Goku would be found- The forest. A monkey is a monkey, after all. He made his way down the dirt trailed path, noticing the footprints engraved in the dirt. A sigh escaped his red lips as he slowly reached his hand into his robe, pulling out his gun. His footsteps were the only noise being made, except the whispering of the wind. It was calling to him. A wind that carried the boy's words along to him.
Never again... Never again will I let him hurt me. Die, Genjyo Sanzo!
If the boy wanted to kill him, he would. Enough said. Slowly he made his way down the path, yielding as he spotted the golden reflection. It was, in fact, the monkey boy's headband. He really is going to kill me. Sanzo thought but smirked. Let him. He kneeled down, taking the headband into his hands. As he leaned back up he noticed the shallow breaths being echoed through the forest. He knew that breath. He heard it scream, pant, and even become ragged with lust. Pure innocence shattering.
"Kill me. Kill me, Son Goku..."
Nothing but silence. Would the boy really be able to kill the man he loved? Even if the Minus wave ran through his veins, could he really kill him? Sanzo threw his gun aside, all weapons removed. He looked around, staring at what could be oblivion in golden orbs. He never knew those orbs were following his every move. He crushed the headband in his hand, the shards of that band falling out of the man's flat palm. He rolled his wrist, pouring them from his hand. He wanted Goku to be free but he realized what he did. The promise he had made now echoed through his ears, his heart shattering and breaking into complete darkness. He felt alone, and stupid.
Flashback
It was in the mountains. Snow was falling. They had just defeated a youkai, a friend. They made him a grave, along with the ones he had to dig for the youkai children. Yakumo, was the youkai's name. Goku stared down at the grave, pondering. Sorrow was weeping over him. He could hear the men calling, but he did not know what they were saying. He was wrapped up in thought, scared and childish really. "Sanzo?" The priest paused, turning to the small boy. Their matching capes rushing through the snowed wind.
"If I, um... If I ever..." He was scared to say. But nevertheless he had to know. Yakumo had been effected by the Minus Wave, like most youkai adults. Sadly, the Sanzo Party had to kill him. His madness was soon to destroy the villages if not. Gojyo and Hakkai merely stood, not saying a word. They knew the point the boy was making. Though it was a scary thought, it was one that needed to be asked. As well as answered.
"Nevermind. Just forget it." Goku whined out. However, Sanzo knew the question even without a the question being asked. "I'd kill you." Goku turned, his face a serious one. It looked hurt but strong, he needed to know who would be the one to take him out if his youkai side was taken over by the Minus Wave.
"I would." Sanzo would never let anyone kill Goku. And, sadly, Goku smiled.
End Flashback
He did not want to kill him. He really didn't. But without that headband, well, Goku was just another raging youkai set out to kill. He was no longer any different than those youkai. No! He is different! He is Son Goku, the Monkey King! Sanzo snapped at himself for even thinking Goku was the same as them. Quickly, the man spun around. As he looked down his face came in contact with claws. It bruised his cheek in a fiery punch, his hand going to hold his abused jaw. "Goku...!" He gasped out as he stared down at the boy, blood rushing down his fist. Sanzo hadn't noticed the scratch marks left on his left cheek.
You came for me... And now, Sanzo, you will die...
That sad voice again. "If it isn't Genjyo Sanzo here to kill me." The raging youkai smirked, his fist coming in contact with Sanzo's lower abdomen. The man coughed, falling to his knees. Blood spilled from his mouth from the impact, feeling his insides turn. It was burning. A painful burning that could not be put out. Is this the punishment I deserve, Son Goku, for hurting you so badly? Then continue... Kill me. Abuse me. Goku noticed the priest had no resist whatsoever. "You are no fun now, asshole. Aren't you going to break me some more?!" Goku rammed his foot into the man jaw, knowing he busted something. Luckily, for Sanzo, he got away with a busted lip and sore jaw. But his torment was only beginning.
The boy walked over and knelt down, his hands snaking around and grasping the golden locks. He tugged, yanked, and pulled at his hair. "Scream for me." He smirked, ripping out a few strands of hair. The priest groan in pain, his hands finding it's way to his mouth as he felt more blood coming from his stomach. It was burning. Like fire, no... Like a heartbreak! Was this what Goku was feeling when Sanzo said they were nothing? "Scream!" Goku demanded, his hand grabbing the priest hair again, this time he rammed the man's face into the dirt.
I-... I deserve this... No, I deserve worse... Sanzo reminded himself, feeling the boy repeatedly ram the man into the ground. When he finally stopped Sanzo was relieved yet slightly terrified. Something worse was bound to happen. "Get up." Goku gripped the man's wrist, yanking him with such force it dislocated the man's shoulder. He screamed in pain, howling out in the night's breeze. This gained a smirk of amusement from the monkey boy. "How does it feel, Sanzo? Nothing compared to how I hurt." He slammed the priest into a nearby tree, pinning his arms above his head,
I will make you beg for life. Beg for me to take you... I want you. I need you, please... Don't abandon me! I love you... I hate you... Then why can't I stop thinking about you. Help me, Sanzo-sama...!!
Confused, Goku began dragging his claws across Sanzo's upper arm, which was exposed from the robe. The claws were digging into the priest skin, making him wince and whimper. "Beg. I want you to beg, Sanzo." The man shook his head. He rather die than beg for anything. Anything...? He questioned himself now. Doubt was rolling through his head. What would Sanzo beg for? Goku growled and withdrew his claws. His fist now making impact on the man's abdomen once again.
"Fuck...!" Sanzo gasped, feeling blood run along his body. "I'm sorry... But before I die... I want you to know something, Son Goku." The boy smirked with amusement once more, his golden orbs fixing on Sanzo's violet ones. He ran his fingertips across his forehead, removing the golden strands of hair from his face. "And what is that, dear, precious Sanzo-sama?" He laughed at the nickname.
Time seem to stand still as Sanzo lowered his head, allowing the few drops of water to run down his face. Yes, he was crying again. This time he didn't hold back anything. "Goku. I love you!" He blurted out, gathering a startled gasp from Goku. In that moment Sanzo forced the boy's hands away, his body now thrown on the boy. Their lips crashed and soon Sanzo was probing the boy's lips with his tongue. Goku stood still, those words rang through his youkai ears. Had he heard him right? He had to, he was, after all, a youkai! He felt the man's tongue and without thinking parted his lips.
Sanzo forced his tongue inside, swirling to all the sensitive spots in Goku's mouth. The youkai was to stunned to protest, and Sanzo knew it. Though he was focused on pleasing the boy he truly desired. Slowly, hesitantly, he pulled away. His eyes fixing on the boy's in a lust filled stare. Goku stood wide-eyed, scared to move. Even though he was strong he did not feel so strong. He felt the priest press against him, his arms sneaking their way around Goku's waist.
"I love you, Goku. I always have and-... I am sorry."
"Sanzo, I-... Can we...?"
The older man nodded, closing his eyes and leaning down for another kiss. His fingers made their way through the boy's hair, feeling the long locks growing shorter. He pulled back, feeling Goku fall into Sanzo's arms, weak and passed out. Sanzo smiled and picked him up bridal style, carrying him back into a warm and wanting room. "Tomorrow, Goku, you will feel my love for you once again. This time, however, I will answer truthfully." He walked through the halls of the quiet temple. His room mere inches away as two men stood behind him with a smirk.
Even though he was in the prison again... He felt content. And he did not feel alone anymore. Sanzo was there beside him, a smile placed upon both male's lips. Goku was curled in the man's robes, their fingers intertwined and their lips crashed together. It wasn't a kiss full of sexual intentions. No, it was a kiss full of passion, lust for another, and undying love. They pulled apart only momentarily before their lips crashed once again.
"I love you, Genjyo Sanzo." The boy spoke cheerfully.
"And I love you, Son Goku." Sanzo replied happily.
"Wake up." Sanzo nudged the boy. It wasn't until his eyes opened he noticed the older man, hovering over him. His golden orbs happily welcoming the sight, though it was slightly awkward seeing bruises on Sanzo. The older man smiled, leaning down to capture Goku's lips in a kiss. It did not last long because the party walked in. "Sanzo. We really must be getting ready to leave now." Sanzo grumbled, soon agreeing. Hakkai smiled, sitting down on the bed. His hand traced the soft bangs dangling before his eyes. Goku yawned slightly, sitting up and smiling. Hakkai was always like the big brother that he never had.
"G'Morning, Hakkai. Gojyo." Gojyo rammed his palm on the boy's head, slamming his face back into the covers. "G'Morning, Chibi-Chimp!" He laughed. Hakkai smiled and stood up, feeling Hakuryu perch on his shoulder. Sanzo was siting at the table, reading a newspaper, and smoking a cigarette. "I'm low on smokes. We need to get some more before I fucking kill somebody. Notable the cockroach." The red haired man snapped, throwing a pillow he snatched off the bed at the priest's head.
"Fucking prick."
"Don't call Master Sanzo a prick you damn perverted water sprit!!"
"Since when does baby monkey talk big?!"
"Ever since I became a man, you goddamn cockroach!!!!" Goku paused, now blushing madly before ducking under the covers. Hakkai merely let out a small laugh, Sanzo was chuckling, and Gojyo was forcing Goku to surface from the ocean of silk.
Goku struggled but no matter what he was caught. Held up by the arms he hung before Sanzo, only his boxers were on his skinny body. Gojyo smiled triumphantly, throwing the monkey boy in Sanzo's lap. "Make your 'slave' get dressed." The man looked down to Goku, the monkey's eyes watering slightly. His small face turned chibi as he whimpered cutely, making it hard for Sanzo to force a frown. He gathered up the strength and slammed a big paper fan against the boy's head. "Get dressed, slave."
They gang laughed as the boy forced Gojyo, and Hakkai from the room. "Give me about an hour. I'll be ready..." He smirked, slamming the door and locking it. Sanzo gave the boy a questionable look but understood everything when he saw Goku blush a deep red. His index fingers pressing together nervously as he began to tremble. "Um... Heh, Sanzo... Mm... I was wondering... You know, if you..." Although he was not innocent anymore it still embarrassed him. Cute.
Sanzo stood from the table, the newspaper thrown to the side, and his cigarette still burning in the ashtray. His footsteps echoed in Goku's ears and it caused the boy to jump slightly. A smirk crawled across his face as he now stood before Goku. Slowly he leaned down, his hand stretching out to rest on the wall behind the boy. "You know... You are so fucking cute right now." He slowly brushed his lips against the boy's, his tongue instantly probing at the swollen lips.
Sanzo grunted when he denied access. "Open." He demanded as his lips once again pressed the boy's. This time Goku reacted to the kiss, opening his mouth and allowing Sanzo to find every sensitive spot in his mouth. He moaned into the kiss, his knees already about to give out. Suddenly, Sanzo began to step forwards. Now the boy was pinned between both the wall and the priest. Although, this was something Goku found to be arousing. Again he let out a moan, his hips thrusting forwards to grind against his lovers. Yes, they were lovers now. Everyone would know, but they did not care.
"Wait, Sanzo... Why-?" Sanzo pulled back, his arms protectively, yet lazily on the boy's hips. He leaned back a bit but only to stare into Goku's eyes. He knew the question, or rather, the rest of the question. "I was scared." Sanzo admitted quiet easily. His violet eyes not leaving golden ones. This time Goku leaned up and capture the older man's lips in a bruising kiss. "Explain everything. No lies. No secrets."
"Do you think the temple would accept such a forbidden situation, Goku? Honestly. I think, in religious terms, they would give us a death penalty." He softly brushed his lips against the other's, feeling a slightly shiver run through their bodies. Goku nuzzled his head into the crook of Sanzo's neck and shoulder, softly nibbling at the skin. He gained a hiss from Sanzo but he would not dare stop. His tongue ran across the skin teasingly before his teeth sang in, deep. Blood gushing from the wound but was soon removed by the same tongue as before. It glided across the mark ; a mark of property. Why the priest allowed the monkey to mark is unknown, but it could be from his desires for the boy.
As the crimson liquid stopped it's flow the boy resumed nibbling along the neck. Slowly making it's way along the jaw line. He was instantly rewarded with gasps and pants, short breaths and even soft mewls of pleasure. God... Now even I can't resist such painful experiences... I need release... Sanzo's mind was filled with images of the monkey boy's lips around his pulsing cock, sucking him off and even deep throating him.
"Sanzo... I- um... I wanna... Mmmm..."
"What is it? I'm in pain right now...!"
The boy whimpered, feeling Sanzo's hands run along his back and shoulders. His hands were once again resting at his lovers hips, now he was grinding with the boy. Goku released a moan of pleasure, forcing himself to hold back an even louder scream. After a moment he regained his state of mind and resumed his questioning. "I want to-... Um... PleaseYouWithMyMouth...!" He blurted out to quickly. Sanzo gave a slight painful twitch, or more so, his throbbing member gave a painful twitch. He growled, the pain was haunting. "Repeat that, but slower. Damn brat."
The boy whimpered, feeling his heart gaining speeds in it's beating. "I said... Um... I want to-... Plea... Pleas..." Sanzo growled, his hips now bucking into the boy's own. Goku screamed pleasurably, his head flying back as the pleasure spread throughout his body. "Please. You. With. My. Mouth. I want to please you with my mouth, Master!!!" Monkey boy just couldn't control himself, could he?
"Fine. You're in charge," he smiled. "Up to a point." He was sure to add that part. Making sure the boy wouldn't care it to far. No way would Sanzo be on bottom. Unless Goku really, really, really wanted him too. Goku's eyes widened with anticipation. He would be seme for a bit. Slowly he spun the two around ; Sanzo being the one in between. The boy was quick to attach to the older man's neck, kissing and sucking all spots until he gained a very loud gasp. B-I-N-G-O was his name-o! Goku smirked and again kissed that tender spot. This time Sanzo released a soft moan, his eyes clenching shut.
Sanzo could feel his ache worsen. He needed a release. Now! He closed his eyes and grinded against Goku, hoping to make the point across. He knew if he tried to speak his voice would surely fail him. "Patients is a virtue, Master... Or should I say, Slave." Goku wanted to tease. And he didn't know how good of a job he was doing. "God... Goku just–... Please me!" That was as close to begging the boy would get. Agreeing, Goku slipped down the man's body, after removing the tie that held up the robes. The robes dangled slightly, draping from the man's firm body. Oh, Goku wanted to stare forever. But the priest was not about to let him.
Goku slowly dropped to his knees, his hands grasping the man's boxers (Really, boxers?) And slid them down with him. He gasped again when he saw the man's size, sort of afraid to touch it. Sanzo was really going to give this boy his trust... His personal trust?! The priest kicked the boxers aside, his hands busing trying to gasp anything behind him for balance. Nothing. He screamed in pleasure when he felt the boy's breath on his member, now hardening even more painfully. "Fuck... P-Please me... Goku..." The monkey boy complied, his hands wrapping around the man's length, making a slow and teasing pace. He blushed as his mouth reached up close, now mere centimeters away. He lapped out his tongue. He wanted to taste the man first.
Pre-cum was slipping from the pulsing head, slowly running down the shaft. This only helped in the handjob. Goku pressed his tongue against the head, jerking back as more pre-cum spilled from the top. He shook his head in distaste but instantly went back for more. It wasn't a bad taste but you have to expect it. Slowly, again, he ran his tongue over the head. Sanzo threw his head back and let his ragged breaths be head, his moans to fill the air, and his right hand to run through brunette hairs. "Ahhh!" Goku shivered, his mouth now engulfing the head of the pulsing member. It wasn't to bad.
Slowly he inched down the length, taking in as much as he could before his gag reflexes kicked in. With the inches he couldn't take in he massaged with his hand, his mouth and hand pacing together. Sanzo began chanting Goku's name, the room growing ever so hotter. "Fuck! So... So– Good... Goku!" He moaned through his teeth, biting down on his lip. He wanted to cum, so badly. But what would Goku think if he released in his warm, moist cavern? I'm... I'm going to-...! Sanzo threw his head to the side, feeling the boy's tongue teasing the slit. God. This was unbearable. Goku pulled back momentarily. "You can cum in my mouth, Sanzo." He simply said, now going back to his ministrations.
A knock from the other side echoed in Sanzo's ears, followed by a voice. "Sanzo? Goku? Are you alright in there?!" Kyali was calling from the other side, and oblivous to the constant moaning. "G-Go aw-away, Kyali!" Sanzo mustered out as Goku ran his finger teasingly over the tip, slowly probing at the slit. When there was silence, Goku resumed. This time he had to please ALL of Sanzo. He wanted to. He relaxed his throat and took it all. He slowly began working his way and before long something salty released from the tip. Sanzo screamed out his lovers name, his hands griping tightly on the boy's hair as he entered an orgasmic high. He closed his eyes and panted, now fulling leaning back against the wall for support. Goku was trying to swallow it all but some leaked out of the corners of his tiny mouth. "Mm. It actually taste sort of good!"
All sense of control Sanzo had shattered. He pushed the boy back into the bed, instantly crawling over him. His clothes were already off, except for the leather arm bands. "Ahh... Sanzo!" Goku was relieved of all articles of clothing before he felt Sanzo's hands roam his body and his lips being viciously attacked. Oh my... God! Fuck... Fuck! Take me... Take me...
Goku cried as the man grasped the boy's raging hard-on roughly. He began a rough pumping on the boy's manhood, feeling Goku tense. He smirked when those words echoed through his ears, making him hard once again. He knew this would be a one round show. All he wanted was for Goku to cum more than once. Meanwhile his mouth devoured and crushed Goku's lips his hand was soon finding a white seed empty on the long fingers. Goku arched his back and screamed in ecstacy. That was orgasm number one for Goku. He looked to his older lover with half closed eyes, feeling the gazes on his body.
Oh boy. Round two... He thought, smiling at the thought. He loved the feel of the man's cock being burried deep within his tight entrance. He loved it, even craved it. Sanzo had stopped his actions but soon began pumping up and down on the length again, making Goku gain another erection. Then he stopped, and Goku whimpered. "Patients." He said as he reached over, searching for something. "Damn. Where did I put it?!" He now was angry, but soon he found Goku wiggling under him.
"Forget it! Fuck me! Take me!"
"I'll hurt you."
"I can handle! Fuck... Fuck me!" The man sighed, no use putting up a fight. His fingers ran across the boy's mouth, "Suck." He demanded. Goku's golden orbs fixed on his earlier essence spilled over the fingers. Sanzo realized this and sighed, pulling the fingers into his own mouth and sucking them dry of any semen. After he blieved enough saliva was on his fingers he moved down to the boy's puckered entrance. "Are you ready?" Without an answer Sanzo slammed a finger into the boy, not hesitating to insert another. Goku hissed and wince, feeling slightly uncomfortable. Is being his lover always going to be this painful?! Suddenly another finger was added, causing Goku to snap back and scream.
Sanzo muttered an apology but soon was stretching the tiny entrance as he moved his fingers in and out. He was searching. That one spot that made the boy give complete control to him. "Ah! Ahhh!" He found it. Now he wanted more. Both of them. "Do that again... Do that again! More!" Goku was reduced to begging. But, being the sweetheart he was, Sanzo complied. Slowly pressing his fingers against that spot repeatedly before pulling away. Goku whimpered, and whined.
"I'm entering now." Sanzo said as he placed his member near the entrance. Not dry! Not dry, you idiot! Sanzo cursed himself. No matter how much his own member was aching he still wanted this to be perfect. He may be a bastard but he wasn't a fucking bastard. He growled, moving his palm to his face and spiting in it. "Ew, gross, Sanzo!" Goku cried. He watched as Sanzo rubbed the saliva on his erection. The older man hissed at the cold as the saliva made contact with his ache. "Want me to fuck you dry? No. Didn't think so."
"But, Sanzo, I would have done it for you."
The older man smiled, reaching over and kissing the boy's lips. "Want to really please me, Goku-chan?" He question seductively. The boy shivered but nodded. "Get on all fours." The boy did as he was told, flipping over and resting on his hands and knees. He felt the older man's throb press against his entrance, one hand lancing around his waist. He could feel Sanzo's breath on the back of his neck. Golden orbs disappeared behind eyelids as he felt Sanzo's breath now at his ear. "I'm sorry."
A piercing scream echoed down the halls, making all the templers stop and look around. Goku was crying now, tears falling down his face and onto the bed. God. Being his lover fucking sucks! And not in the good way... Ow... I'm sore now...! Sanzo was a rough lover but it was amazing that Sanzo was actually holding back from his roughness. If it was anyone he would have fucked them without a care, but not Goku. "M-Move..." Goku ordered. His voice was husky, full of lust and passion. Nothing was better than this feeling ; completion. He could feel Sanzo's hips pull back suddenly rammed back against his ass. He moaned slightly but it was only to cover up the real pain he was in.
Sanzo was moaning. Something he tried so hard not to do but this time he wouldn't, couldn't hold back. He angled his thrust and was rewarded with a loud moan ; he could feel the boy shiver and shake beneither him. He was at a slow pace but it was enough. Enough for a while, anyways. Both men were moaning in bliss as each thrust was harder and faster. "More! Harder... Faster...!" The older man complied, he wanted his lover to be satisfied, after all. They both wanted this. "How can you-... ah... Still be so damn tight? Oh god...! Ahh!" He could feel Goku's walls begin to clench, signaling he was close.
His hand snaked around the boy's hips, the other holding his hips and pulling it hard back onto his thrust. He grasped the boy's erect shaft, smearing the pre-cum down the shaft. Slowly he hand began to pump, but soon began in time with his thrust. "Sanzo! SANZO! I'm-! I'm-!" He screamed, moaned, and cried out in pleasure. Nothing but pure ecstacy taking him over. His seed spilled over his lover's hand as he felt the man release into him. They gasped in pleasure, both now completely exhausted. They collapsed, one on top of the other. "Fuck... I-... That was wonderful, Goku..."
The boy nodded. Nothing was better than the time they were together, a since of completion washing over them both. When the older man began to pull out Goku only pulled him back. "Wait... I want to feel complete a little while longer..." Sanzo smiled, turning the boy around to face him, while remaining inside that tight warmth. He nuzzled his face into Goku's hair, enhaling the sweet smell of his shampoo. "We need a shower."
"Awe, Sanzo. I like the smell of musky, hot, ass-sex!" Goku was obviously joking, but Sanzo smirked. He kissed the boy's forehead and let him cuddle up to his chest. "So do I, Goku. So do I." He closed his eyes, hoping no one came in nor came to get them. But he knew this wouldn't last. They HAD to keep going to the west. "Come on. We need a shower." He removed himself from the boy, picking him up bridal style. He carried him into the bathroom, where they enjoyed a nice, relaxing shower.
Kyali skipped down the hall, entering Gojyo and Hakkai's room. "They're having sex." She called. Gojyo shot up from the bed and Hakkai sweatdropped. "Now, now... Um..." Kyali paused for a moment before looking to Hakkai. She ran and jumped on Gojyo's chest, looking seriously at Hakkai. "I want to know: How do two guys have sex?"
Kyali was knocked to the floor. "Ouchie! Gojyie!"
"You can take this one, Hakkai. Toodles!" With that Gojyo ran from the room, leaving behind a dumbfounded Kyali and nervous Hakkai. He looked to the door and whined a 'help me'. Hakuryu tilted his head and laid back down, not bothering with anything. Kyali hopped back in the bed, smiling. Her face had a curious expression. "Well... You see, Kyali... Um... heh heh... Another time, maybe." She whined but did not pressure the matter. She had already seen it all happen between Hakkai and Gojyo. She got up and ran to the door, turning back to see a flustered Hakkai. She smirked.
"You are the uke like Goku!"
She left, leaving behind a speechless youkai and questioning dragon. "Oh my... I guess, this means, she saw Gojyo take me." He whined, falling back against the bed. He let out a small laugh before closing his eyes and shaking his head. "I really couldn't see Goku as a seme, or me as a seme for that matter." He laughed before feeling his lover's lips against his.
"That's my uke-boy."
"Be nice."
Chihaya the Fallen says:
Hee hee... My second chapter! Yay! Smutness... I'm so bad! I bet some of you are thinking that Hakkai should be seme but for your information... I could see that but- He is an uke in my fanficition. Get over it. Should I continue? Hmm... Lemme know! I love writing these things! And do I have to write a disclaimer? Wyah! Remind me of how I will always be a poor little fan-girl!
Disclaimer: I do--- ::Police show up with big guns and rabid dogs:: --- Not... OO;;!