Author's Note: And... I'm back! XD I'm sorry it's taken so long, I had most of it written for quite awhile, but it wasn't finished. So when I recently wanted to practice writing, I started working on it again. This is the last part :'( But I may do a sequel, I don't know! Enjoy! :D
Their lifestyle left a lot of time to think, mostly, but interspersed within the calm of their travels there were do-or-die situations. The past two weeks had been one of the latter. Every step closer to India was plagued by such troubles. This meant there had been little time to do...things.
Then, one early afternoon, they finally reached a small city. Sanzo insisted on finding a hotel immediately, and quickly escaped into his room to relax. He grabbed a newspaper and settled in. Goku bounced between eating excessively at the hotel's restaurant and playing cards with the others in Gojyo's room. Hakkai did chores when the card games ended.
Alone in his room for hours, Sanzo found that the text on the page wouldn't stay in focus. Urges, unbidden, kept his mind preoccupied, even as he pretended to read.
Not long after Sanzo had given in to both Hakkai and Gojyo's advances, he'd discovered that they shared an unusual fetish for subtle flirtation when the others wouldn't notice. He'd had a hard time remaining impassive when Gojyo gave him "looks" in the sidemirror, while Hakkai purposefully brushed his thigh during gear changes. One time it was too much: Gojyo was trying to play footsie beneath the table right as Hakkai was smiling at him, which made him choke on some rice, to his chagrin.
He realized that, even as he sat here peacefully for the first time in two weeks, that he was in the calm before the storm. All the flirting made him think that they would come to him tonight. It wasn't surprising; they all needed the release. He doubted they would be willing to go away if he told them he was tired; they would at least hang around even without sex. Kicking either of them out was sure to start a fight. Sanzo, having just settled a volatile situation right before this two-week-long fiasco, was loathe to start something new.
The problem, then, was there was a high chance of being found out by whoever came to his room second. He should have realized that would happen at some point, but it was too late now. He had maybe a few hours to figure out what to do.
First of all, they weren't aware of each other's proclivity. He'd often wondered if they were sexually involved—they had been close, closer than most people got—but it appeared neither had seriously entertained the idea. Hakkai seemed to think Gojyo was completely straight and a bit of a homophobe. In reality, the redhead was raised to be afraid of being branded a homo, even if he only dabbled with men once in a blue moon.
Gojyo thought Hakkai was asexual, or at least sworn off sex since his lover-sister died. In actuality Hakkai was raw with lust when he had someone to be with. If either of them found out what Sanzo had been up to with their best pal lately, there was a possibility that they'd react badly.
He couldn't keep it from them, either, though; it was impossible to keep secrets in their tight-knit little group. In the end they'd unearthed even his hidden urge... They always found some way to worm themselves into his business. If it was pointless to hide it, he had to find a way to make it known without causing a fall out.
A plan began to form in his mind: as much as he didn't want to talk it out, he had to let them know the situation. Might as well do it in one shot, and if they wanted to get involved with each other that was fine with him. In fact, he was mildly interested in what it would be like to have more freedom with the both of them. They would only have to hide what they were doing from Goku, which would make things a lot easier.
For dinner they went to an all-you-can-eat-buffet, which was a powerful distraction for Goku. Leaving Goku there, he told the now-suspicious duo to follow him to his room. When they got there Sanzo lit up a smoke, trying to calm his nerves. This could go very, very badly. Or, it could be one hell of a ride.
Once he had a few calming lungfuls of smoke, he sat down at the table situated not far from the bed. Gojyo and Hakkai stood awkwardly staring at him; in Hakkai's case, he was looking apprehensive, and giving Sanzo panicked 'what are you doing?' looks. How he seemed to know what the subject would be, Sanzo wasn't sure.
Gojyo had his hands in his pockets and was looking around Sanzo's lavish room, acting fakely nonchalant. Sanzo saw right through him: he was grumpy. It was easy to guess why: Sanzo had gotten the really nice room with a huge bed, while the others got the regular, smaller ones.
"What did you want to see us for, Sanzo?" Hakkai said, his hands fidgeting in front of him. Sanzo smugly enjoyed the suspense he was putting on for them, but didn't let that show. When he didn't answer immediately, Gojyo followed with, "Yeah, you don't normally act all prissy like this unless it's somethin' important."
Sanzo pretended he didn't hear that. He put his cigarette in the ashtray and stood. "Hakkai," he stated, before walking up to him familiarly. Hakkai froze like a deer in headlights; Sanzo was intimately close.
"Sanzo?" he responded. He sounded as panicked as his expression was.
Sanzo grasped his chin and pulled him into a chaste kiss. Hakkai was still frozen, too startled to do anything but stare at Sanzo and blush as he pulled away. "Sanzo, wai—" Hakkai protested before Sanzo kissed him again, this time more seriously. He held him still with a hand behind his head and arm around his waist. Hakkai squeezed his eyes shut, and found himself unable to resist kissing him back, even knowing Gojyo was standing right beside them.
"'Kai?" Gojyo asked, obviously astounded. Hakkai trembled slightly. The kappa was just gaping, as if he wasn't able to comprehend what was going on. Hakkai made a mortified sound in his throat, so Sanzo decided that was enough. The message had been obvious, even if it hadn't quite reached Gojyo's brain yet.
He pulled back, licking his lips. Then a little curl appeared at the edge of his lips, like a small smile, which seemed to startle the mortified healer even more. Hakkai wiped his mouth daintily with the edge of his shirt sleeve and stared at the floor, speechless.
"Gojyo," Sanzo said as he turned predatorily toward the taller man. Gojyo didn't resist when Sanzo pulled him down into a heated kiss. Not about to be outdone by his friends making out moments before, he passionately wrestled tongues with Sanzo.
"Gojyo?" Hakkai questioned. Gojyo flinched back when he heard his name said in such a way. The healer had sounded confused, maybe something worse mixed in. Sanzo pulled back at the same time that Gojyo did.
The conflicting emotions played across Hakkai's face as Sanzo took a step back, assessing. Flushed and confused, the best friends stared at each other, suddenly shy. It was a bit funny, and Sanzo was smiling a small smile that wouldn't go away. Somehow, this was fun. Maybe he really was a sadist.
Hakkai turned his head away first, instead choosing to watch Sanzo for some sort of explanation. Gojyo kept his gaze on Hakkai a moment longer, concerned, before raising his eyebrows at Sanzo. Sanzo picked up his cigarette from the ashtray, tapped the ashes off the tip carefully, and smoked some more. He stayed standing though, just in case.
When there was absolute silence and a fair amount of awkwardness instead of the happiness he'd expected, Sanzo got annoyed and said, "What don't you get?" waving his hand at the pair of men.
"You—with Hakkai—?" Gojyo sputtered. Any calm he'd retained during the awkwardness was suddenly gone. Hakkai looked down at the floor as if it had suddenly caught his attention.
"Finally you get it, peabrain," Sanzo admonished, dragging on his cigarette.
"What the fuck! I've been played?" Gojyo seemed to ask no one in particular and walked over to the bed, sitting down and looking aggravated.
Hakkai spoke next, apparently oblivious to Gojyo. "I see... Sanzo, if you wish to be with Gojyo, I won't interfere."
Sanzo cursed and stubbed his cigarette out. "Why does it sound like you're excluding yourself, Hakkai?" he said, glaring, waiting for green eyes to meet his. They didn't. Sanzo looked at Gojyo next, who had his forehead in his hands. "And you! Stop moping."
"Dude," Gojyo groaned. "What about..." He vaguely waved his hand before returning it to holding up his head.
Sanzo gritted out, "Both of you are fucking idiots."
Hakkai's head rose a bit and he said, "Excuse me—" defensively.
"No, shut up," Sanzo interrupted.
"I beg your pardon," Hakkai returned, frowning.
Sanzo clucked his tongue and shook his head, wondering if he should do the next part of his plan or not.
Gojyo ran his hands through his hair and glared at Sanzo. Hakkai put his version of glaring into passively angry words: "I think I get it. This is all about that tenet your master passed on to you." His tone had no warmth in it at all.
Sanzo sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He grumbled, "Say what you want, but this doesn't involve my master."
Hakkai folded his arms and, aggrieved, said, "Well even so, I don't think you are being very clear with us, Sanzo. Why don't you explain?"
Sanzo took a big breath and tried to be calm. Getting angry would only make their reactions worse. There was a distinct edge to his voice, anyway, when he replied, "I want to keep fucking both of you. If you can't handle that, then you can go back to your room alone. I don't care."
"Bastard!" Gojyo stood up in a rush, ready to fight. He was in Sanzo's face in a second. "Say you're 'fucking' Hakkai again and I'll beat the shit out of you!"
Sanzo snorted.
Hakkai faked readjusting his monocle to keep his hand occupied. He wanted to slap Sanzo right now. "Gojyo, it's quite alright," he said soothingly to Gojyo without looking their way. "His words may be crass, but it's the truth."
Gojyo gaped at the blushing man behind him. "Damn, Hakkai..." He seemed to be pondering it a bit too much.
"Gojyo... Let's leave," Hakkai said, hoping to distract him.
Gojyo snapped back to reality. The anger returned to his face. "Yeah, let's," he growled and turned toward the door at the same time Hakkai did.
"Stop," Sanzo said.
That was like saying "wait" in Sanzo-speak, which both of them understood. Gojyo turned back to tell him off, but what he saw made him pause. Sanzo was pulling his shirt over his head, letting it drop from his hand after it was off. Sanzo's eyes latched onto the tall redhead, his gaze intense.
Hakkai had reached the door and had his handle on the knob. Wondering why Gojyo wasn't behind him, he also looked at Sanzo, just in time to see him begin playing with the top button of his jeans. Pretending to be unaffected, Hakkai said in a clipped tone, "Gojyo, let's leave."
Sanzo popped the button out of it's hole and kept pulling the sides apart, until the zipper started to unzip itself. He said, "Why leave? I don't care if you just stand there and watch, or if you join me-I'm getting off." He looked at each of them in turn as he spoke.
Hakkai's grip tightened on the doorknob as he coldly said, "I want no part in all this."
Sanzo sneered. "We never made any promises to each other. In our line of business that's stupid." He pulled the zipper completely down.
An idea hit Hakkai like a brick to the head. He felt selfish and stupid for assuming more than what he and Sanzo had shared. His hand came off the knob a little bit. "Sanzo," he sighed at the door. "Couldn't you have told us from the start?"
Gojyo said, "Huh?" Was Hakkai becoming okay with this?
Hakkai walked over to Gojyo and put his hand on his shoulder. "He wants us both...at the same time," Hakkai clarified.
"OH!" Gojyo half-shouted. "Damn, why didn't you just say so?! What was with all this run-around crap?"
Sanzo chuckled. "You idiots," he muttered, hanging his head to hide his eyes under his bangs. That did sound like a good idea. He looked up again at the pair standing together and brushed the bangs out of his eyes. Hakkai had gone back to standing stiffly away from Gojyo. Smirking now, Sanzo said, "If you're in, Gojyo, then kiss Hakkai."
At Sanzo's words, Gojyo appraised Hakkai. Hakkai met his look. Without a word, Gojyo leaned down with his hands still in his pockets and pressed his lips to Hakkai's. It was chaste at first, until he tried to pull back, and Hakkai quickly grasped his head, tangling his fingers in red hair, and tugged him back into a more heated kiss. Pink tongues peeked from between their lips, and Gojyo moaned, "Mmm", pleasantly surprised.
While Sanzo was aroused by this display, it also made him feel... left out. Well, he couldn't complain-this was better than he had anticipated. Still watching them, he took off his pant, rolled off his gloves, and made his way to the bed. After he had lay down, relaxed and rubbing his erection, he was startled by Gojyo's harsh words of, "Let's get him!"
Before he could decide if he needed to run for his life, Gojyo had jumped on the bed, with Hakkai getting on quickly not far behind him. Gojyo grabbed the monk's head and smashed their lips together. Teeth cut into their lips harshly, and Sanzo flinched.
As the bitter taste of blood filled his mouth, he heard Hakkai say in a low tone, "It doesn't matter as long as you get off, right?" A hand wrapped around his cock, then wet heat. He moaned, surprised, into Gojyo's mouth. Breathing hard, he tried to gasp past those wicked lips, but he was smothered by a probing tongue instead. All the while, Hakkai sucked him in deep, and lightly scraped his teeth over the hard flesh.
To Sanzo's shame he whimpered. He wasn't sure if he was being attacked or if this was foreplay. Finally Gojyo let him go and he fell back onto the pillows of the bed. Gasping, breathless and aroused, Sanzo watched Hakkai's mouth work on his manhood roughly, unable to decide if he wanted to push him off or let him be.
Gojyo also looked down at Hakkai giving head and muttered curses as he hastily undid his jeans and pulled them down. He was distinctly aware that his large hard-on was not far from the action right there. He began to massage himself desperately, wanting similar treatment.
But they were punishing Sanzo right now, so Gojyo closed his eyes until he could prioritize. When he opened them he glared at Sanzo, who looked a little too pleased by the blowjob he was getting. Sanzo looked up as Gojyo said, "You are a complete asshole, you know that?"
Sanzo frowned. Before he could respond, Gojyo leaned down, hands to both sides of him, and bit his nipple hard. Sanzo's back arched, but he played tough by swallowing the sound his body wanted him to make. Gojyo continued torturing his nipple and he shivered.
He tried to push him away, grunting with pain. With surprising strength, Gojyo grabbed his wrists and pushed them down to the bed. The monk struggled, not enough to disrupt Hakkai but with all his upper-body strength, yet it wasn't enough to free himself. "Fuck!" he exclaimed once he realized they had overpowered him, and they could pretty much do whatever they wanted.
To his surprise this brought him extremely close to coming. Sensing this, Hakkai rose up. Sanzo groaned quietly in dismay. The healer wiped his mouth off with dainty fingers and looked up at Gojyo leaving bite marks across Sanzo's chest. The redhead moved Sanzo's wrists above him and held them there with one hand, then pinched and twisted a nipple mercilessly between a forefinger and thumb as he licked the other.
Sanzo's face spoke volumes of his suppressed agony. He looked down at Hakkai, who had denied him an orgasm, and growled low in his throat.
Hakkai just smiled a small, wicked smile. With careful precision he undressed, leaving the clothing by the end of the bed in a neat pile. Sanzo watched with a hopeful, lusty expression. Hakkai took his time, and to Sanzo it seemed like forever.
Naked now, Hakkai asked politely, "Would you like to do the honors, Gojyo?", sounding much like he always did. Gojyo responded, half-muffled by Sanzo's chest, "Nah, you better break him in first."
Sanzo listened to this exchange in puzzlement. Well, that didn't sound good; perhaps it was time to reassert control. Seeing a possible chance to get out of the hanyou's grip, he struggled, almost freeing himself until a hand clamped down on his balls. "Ngh!" he grunted and went completely still, his worried face staring shocked at Gojyo, who just grinned back.
Hakkai reached over to the bedside table, where Sanzo had prepared bedroom items-lube, cloths for wiping-and picked up the lube.
Immobilized by the grip on his most sensitive parts, he could only watch in slight horror as Hakkai reached below his trapped balls with slick, lubed fingers. His breath stopped when he felt them poking at his entrance. The realization of what they had planned hit him full force.
"I top," he gasped out. It sounded very much like pleading, even to his own ears. Hakkai smiled down at what he was doing. "Not tonight. After this little stunt, don't you think Gojyo and I deserve a treat? In your own words, you don't care as long as you get off."
"That-" Sanzo started to shout, angry, until Gojyo's mouth muffled his. As Gojyo passionately kissed him, he could feel the cold, slick feeling of something entering him. It wasn't wholly unpleasant, in fact it didn't feel like anything at all, until it started to move. He groaned.
Surprisingly, the sensation could be mistaken as feeling good. His whole body shook as the pleasure built slowly. His legs flexed, but Hakkai was sure to keep them open so he could see what he was doing.
Suddenly the invasion increased twofold and he groaned again, panting faster and harder. Gojyo finally let go of his balls, but he didn't react to this, too engrossed in the new sensations he was feeling. Gojyo moved down, kissing him as he went, until he reached Sanzo's flagging erection, which he began licking.
It was then that Sanzo noticed his arms were free. Upon realizing this he immediately reached down to grab at the both of them blindly. He didn't know what he was doing; every ounce of willpower was down in his groin area. Everything Hakkai and Gojyo were doing was gentle and pleasurable. His panic had faded into something else; lust, he supposed.
I should be angry, he thought in wonder. This, all of this, felt so good, though.
Overwhelmed, any thoughts he had of escaping, or the realisation he was letting this happen, faded away. Gojyo rose up and Sanzo watched through half-lidded eyes as he licked his lips. His slightly rough hands grasped Sanzo's hard length and squeezed, making Sanzo pulse in his hand. As his body pleasantly twitched from their ministrations, Hakkai pushed his right leg up with one hand and pressed himself down into Sanzo.
Fingers were replaced by something else. As the something entered slowly, a burning discomfort spread out from his lower half and he threw his head back with a exclamation of "Fuck!"
Then the tingling sensation of Hakkai's chi slipped in alongside that burning, stretching sensation. A moan escaped him before he could stop it. It was a complete penetration, of both body and soul, and he'd never felt so good in his entire life. So distracting was the pleasure that he didn't notice his orgasm approaching until he'd hit its peak.
"Wow," Gojyo said, as held Sanzo's throbbing dick while it exploded all over Sanzo's chest. Once the intensity had passed, Gojyo's gentle strokes on the sensitive skin made him shiver. He wanted Gojyo to stop, but all he could muster was a strangled groan.
Luckily that was when the kappa drew back his hand. Sanzo looked up at the both of them and was stunned by what he saw. Hakkai's face was intent and seemed to practically glow, with focused, glaring eyes and a grim, tight smile that showed how much he was holding back. Exactly opposite in demeanor, Gojyo looked adamantly lascivious as he took a brief respite in his duties to torment Sanzo, handling himself feverishly.
Hakkai thrust forward and Sanzo's attention was immediately brought back to him. "Ah!" he grunted. His breath hissed as Hakkai moved within him, gently at first, then slowly increasing the tempo.
Each thrust inside evoked a bit of pain that ended with a large shockwave of pleasure that radiated out until Sanzo's whole body felt hot and sensitive. Even though he had already come, he was half-hard again already. Gojyo shuffled over the bed, rather awkwardly due to his pants wrapped around his knees, and positioned his hips over Sanzo's head.
"C'mon," he urged. "I know you can do this... Real good, too."
Hakkai huffed at this, but didn't correct his use of grammar only because he was too wrapped up in fucking Sanzo.
Sanzo was unnerved by this request and the off-putting compliment, so he glared up at Gojyo with every intention of refusing. Gojyo's sizable erection in front of his mouth made it hard to stay defiant, however. With a bit of what sounded like a pout-sigh, he wrapped his lips around the persistently nudging head. Gojyo moaned, "Ohh yeah, finally some action for the big man."
The next few minutes was a blissful mix of being fucked and sucking at a rock-hard cock in his mouth. He could feel his own erection solidly slapping his stomach as Hakkai rocked their bodies together. It wasn't long before he felt close to finishing again, but it was just barely out of reach.
Then Hakkai was coming with a wanton moan and one last deep thrust. Sanzo couldn't help the moan that escaped his own throat at the feeling of warmth spreading inside. Gojyo pulled back from his mouth.
Sanzo looked at Hakkai immediately. The healer, looking giddy, was sweaty and tousled and happy, which made Sanzo forgive him for a brief moment.
Hakkai rolled off Sanzo and languished on the bed, wallowing in the last shreds of pleasure. Gojyo took his place, after smartly taking off his pants. The larger man leaned over Sanzo, nudging him to spread open with his knees. "Looks like I've been tapped in," Gojyo said with a cocky grin.
He easily grabbed Sanzo's fist as it flew towards his face. He pretended to sigh in exasperation, saying, "Don't even bother. I know ya want it." Despite Sanzo trying to wrestle his arm out of his grip, Gojyo positioned himself for entry and pushed in. He sucked in air through his teeth at the tightness of it.
Sanzo felt himself being stretched even more, but he was completely slick with cum and lube and so it didn't hurt at all. His whole body twitched as Gojyo situated himself as deep as he dared to go.
"Bastard!" Sanzo half-moaned, half growled. Gojyo was bigger inside him, so everything he had felt with Hakkai was multiplied. The situation was incredibly difficult already... he couldn't handle this. Or so he thought.
Gojyo soon had him making begrudgingly undisguised moans, like he didn't want it but liked it anyway. Hearing this, Gojyo sighed, "Shit," in amazement.
Hakkai watched them with only slight interest. His half-closed eyes recorded everything, however; this was something he wanted to remember. It was a rare time that he ever saw them working together for anything besides battle. Sanzo met each of Gojyo's thrusts, and Gojyo kept giving Sanzo more in return. It was reciprocal.
As Gojyo felt himself getting close he grasped Sanzo's narrow hips and dragged them into the air, partially bending Sanzo in half, and fucked him harder. The response he got was a very enthusiastic (for Sanzo) groan, and Sanzo grabbed the bedcovers in tight fists. After a minute that felt like forever Gojyo released inside, using his strain-tightened arms to bring Sanzo's hips back and forth to ride out his orgasm. "Ughnhnnhnn," Gojyo grunted. "Fuck yeah!"
Gojyo soon joined Hakkai and Sanzo lying on the bed, facing them both. His shit-eating grin said it all.