You're Giving Me Homework?!

Ordinary World Pt. 7

Saiyuki AU

85/MA

For the request: Phone sex; getting off by words alone…well…almost. *_~

Pt. 1

Pt. 2

Pt. 3

Pt. 4

Pt. 5

Pt. 6

The buzzing woke him. Laying sprawled across the crunchy, overly starched surface of the hotel bed Hakkai blinked several times trying to remember where he was and more importantly, why he was awake when he obviously hadn't been moments before.

The buzzing sounded again followed by a ceramic clanking and a muffled thud. Rolling over onto his side he glared at the blinking red light on his cell phone pitched precariously on the edge of his tumbled socks and shoes beside the bed. He stared at the offending thing belligerently for a long moment before sighing dramatically.

Flipping open the top he smiled tenderly, "Hey."

"Hey to you too. Did I wake you?"

"Hmmm…maybe." He mumbled, flopping back on to the bed. He tossed his free arm over his eyes and smiled.

"Sorry, I keep forgetting you're ahead of me. How'd the conference go today?"

"It was drab and boring. It hasn't stopped raining since we touched down yesterday. I never believed London was always wet, but the weather's like soup here. How are things at home?"

"Pretty good, sold that silver and blue bike out front to some wanna be Hell's Angels guy named Zak..something-or-other."

"That's great, Gojyo!" Rolling over onto his side he cupped the phone under his chin and grinned.

"Yeah, guess so. Dude was kinda off though, like he was a few fries short of a value meal."

Hakkai chuckled at the bad metaphor, "Now, now. I know how much you love each bike like they were our kids, but don't you think you're being a bit too hard on the guy?"

"Nope. Just wait until you check your email, I sent you the sales picture, guy had purple hair and this long black sleeveless trench on that just screamed escaped insane asylum."

"Ah, well then, I will try to contain myself when I check it tomorrow."

"…."

"Gojyo? What's wrong love?"

"Nothin."

"Please don't give me that. What's bothering you?" He frowned a bit into the phone, eyes crinkling around the edges as he glanced at the picture on his background of the two of them.

"Nothings wrong, 'Kai. I just…it's boring with you gone." He whined into the receiver as Hakkai shook his head ruefully.

"Ah, so that's the problem, you're bored. Well, I was sleeping you know. It's what…3am here after all." He admonished teasingly.

"Ah, come on babe, don't be stingy."

Hakkai smiled broadly, pulling himself from the bed and padding silently over to the window to gaze over the greens rolling below him. Their fog shrouded blades hanging heavy in the mist.

"Gojyo…" he breathed, fingers dragging along the hazy window, smearing their surface with their heat.

"Fuck, yeah…" Gojyo hissed across the line.

Clicking his tongue Hakkai turned and leaned against the cool glass, his free hand fingering the half undone buttons of his shirt.

"So you're bored are you?"

"Yeah baby, real bored."

"Should I tell you a story then?" he smirked.

"Ung, yeah, talk to me 'Kai."

"Very well…I had a chance to go sightseeing today…"

"Ah! Come on, Hakkai, no teasing!"

"I thought that's exactly what you wanted me to do, Gojyo?" He laughed lightly at the other's consternation.

"You suck."

"Oh you know it too. Long and hard and tight."

"Gah, oh yeah, hell."

"Now, Gojyo, if I'm going to all the trouble to tell you a bed time story the least you can do is close your eyes and stay still."

"…. You mean no touching, don't you?" he grumbled.

"Well it is unfair if I can't touch you and I would. I'd run my fingers through your hair, pulling lightly on the roots while licking down your neck to the little hollows of your collar bones just the way you like it; nibbling down their hard lines until you were writhing beneath me. Wouldn't you say that's fair, love?" he crooned.

Harsh, raspy breathing came to him over the phone as he gently traced his own throat with his free hand.

"I'm not…ungh…I'm not touching 'Kai, but I want to." Gojyo groaned, his hips dancing across their sheets in barely contained need, he had been ready before calling his green-eyed lover, but now, hearing his voice in his ear…he could almost feel his breath warm and tantalizing as it skipped across his skin.

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to feel you touch me, Hakkai, I need to feel you."

Hakkai moaned softly at the desperation coloring Gojyo's voice. Slipping his hand lower, his blunt nails scraping against the soft cotton shirt he rolled his hips into the air, imaging the redhead pressing up against him.

"Think of me," he rasped out, "laying there beside you, running my fingers across your chest, nails dragging over the edges of your hips as I inch farther down….lower….lower, until all that's between us is the thin silk of your shorts."

Gojyo groaned out loud at that one. He could almost feel Hakkai's cool fingers outlining the hard line pressed up against his thigh.

"More, 'Kai, tell me more." He huffed out, his crimson hair flung back from his face as he shivered with expectation.

"More, huh? Well, I'm awfully thirsty, Gojyo. Where would you recommend I slake my thirst? Your mouth? Would trusting into that moist warmth, memorizing every tooth and twist of tongue, stealing your breath away…would that be enough? Maybe biting my way down your chest, teeth clamping down on an inky nipple, rolling it around until you cried out and dug your nails into my hips would work? Or pooling hot breath in your navel?"

"Ha…aah…"

"No? Well then we'll just have to keep searching. Could you handle that? Me pressed up hard against you, stretching out across your hips, gravity grinding me down onto you? Would you like me straddling your hips, sliding down your length as I taste each and every spot on you for that heady aphrodisiac, that single taste that makes me drip just thinking about it?"

"Aha…ha…holy fuck, 'Kai! Are you trying to kill me here?" Gojyo panted his voice raw with unguarded lust.

"No," he breathed, leaning heavily against the damp window, not noticing it as his own fingers scrabbled below the shirt edge, his nails gingerly scraping over the scar's puckered edge.

"No, Gojyo, I just want the best…possible…taste." He whispered voice strained by quick unsteady gasps for air as he tried to think.

"I'm pretty sure it's around that fuckingly hot mouth of yours about now, why don't you give it a lick and see?" Gojyo supplied helpfully.

Hakkai chuckled softly, his head falling back against the glass with a soft thud. "Perhaps you're right, there does seem to be something there I can suck on at least."

"Yeah," Gojyo growled, "Suck on it, Hakkai, I wanna hear you as you suck my cock."

Hakkai moaned at the sudden turn in their positions, knowing that it was only a matter of time now. Grabbing his earpiece from the charger on the sill he set the phone to Bluetooth mode.

"Go…jyo…tell me what you want me to do." He mumbled, fingers stroking up his own length as he sat back against the window sill.

"Shit. I wanna hear you as you suck me off, 'Kai. I want to hear you go deep on me."

Hakkai shuddered and gripped the ribbed flesh just that much tighter with his free hand. Leaning all his weight on the cool glass he sucked lightly on a crooked finger, adding another as his pace sped up and his own dick thickened.

"Yeah, fuck…now, um…hell…"

"You flip me over until I'm pressed against the window, your cock hard and wet as you push into me…hah!...ah, I can feel you as your snap your hips, rolling them against mine, your cock buried deep."

"Oh fuck, yeah! I wanna do that, 'Kai. I wanna fuck you into the glass for the whole world to see. Fuck yourself with your fingers for me, babe, I wanna hear it."

"Agh! Oh yes, Gojyo, yes. I've got…huff…huff…three…three in now and you're fucking me fast and hard, pounding into me deeper with every stroke. I'm almost…. Touch yourself, Gojyo. I want to hear you as you fuck me. I want to hear you as you come for me!"

Finally free to stroke himself in time to Hakkai's labored breathing he had no problem imagining doing exactly what had been described to him. Not only that, but knowing Hakkai had switched to the hands-free headset meant his lover was doing exactly what he'd asked him to do. It didn't take long for him to cry out at the sudden sensory overload.

The unmistakable sound of Hakkai reaching his own release milked the last drops of cum from him, his hand shaky as he wiped off the sticky liquid.

"Holy fuck, 'Kai. How many more nights are you at that convention?" he asked once his breathing was under control again.

Hakkai chuckled into the headset as he slumped down beneath the window. He'd have to crawl to the bed at this rate his legs were shaking so badly.

"I'll be home on Wednesday."

"Good, because a few more nights of 'bedtime stories' and I'm gonna want the liveaction version."

"I don't know if I can take any more stories, love." He answered shakily.

"Nah, some sleep and a day's worth of listening about how to not call kids retards or something and you'll be back."

"Oh, how very PC of you, dear." Hakkai shook his head ruefully, "You are awfully cheeky tonight, aren't you?"

"Yeah well, being able to phone-fuck the hottest piece of ass on either side of the Atlantic does that to a guy."

"hoho! And eloquent as well I see. We might just have to see if you're all talk when I get home then."

"Bring it, babe, I am more than willing!"

"I'm sure you are, Gojyo…. I'm sure you are." Hakkai stifled a yawn while rubbing his hand across his eyes.

"Hey, you falling asleep on me lover?"

"Hmm?"

"Heh, okay, just do what I say now or you'll end up sleeping on the floor."

"No sleep…just…"

"Unh unh, get up now, you can do it, just follow my voice."

"I'd mention how you woke me…but I think I already did."

Gojyo shook his head amused, "I know, I'm a bad, bad man, now slide in under the covers and I'll tuck you in, alright?"

Hakkai mumbled something incoherent into the earpiece as he fumbled under the still too starched sheets before he fell fast asleep. Gojyo smiled into the phone. He could think of a few worse things in the world than falling asleep listening to Hakkai breathing in his ear. Of course, having him beside him would be better, but he could survive for a few more days. He had a full calling card after all.

Fin.