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“Pantry Raid”

by
darthelwig

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I
do not own Saiyuki. This story is rated NC-17. SLASH WARNING!

Goku
raids the pantry and gets more than he bargained for.

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Goku
wasn’t supposed to be in here. He knew that. But the lure of the huge, cool
walk-in pantry of the temple was too much for an inquisitive, hungry
little monkey like him.

If
the monks caught him rummaging around in the food stores yet again,
they’d take him directly to Sanzo, and Sanzo would get that little twitch by
his eye- the one that said, “I’m trying not to kill you”. He didn’t really feel
like being hit by Sanzo’s fan again- or anything worse for that matter.

He
paused in his quest for food to listen for footsteps or voices that would
signal the approach of those detestable, humorless monks. His keen ears heard
nothing unusual, so he turned his attention back to his search. Not everything
in here was edible without first being cooked, but he wasn’t about to alert
everyone to his theft by trying to burn the temple down with his culinary
skills.

“Just
what do you think you’re doing?”

Goku
jumped, letting out a startled yell. He swung around, the better to plead his
case before the certain doom looming over him.

“Sanzo!”
he said, eyes wide and a shaky smile pasted on his guilty face. Sanzo stood in
the doorway, arms folded across his chest, violet eyes narrowed as he waited
for an explanation he knew wouldn’t be satisfactory. It was obvious what Goku
was in here for.

He
watched the monkey squirm under his steady gaze and stifled an amused smile.

“I
was- I was just… I was….” He looked at Sanzo and sighed, and his shoulders
slumped in defeat.

“I
was hungry, Sanzo!”

“You’re
always hungry, you damn ape.” Sanzo’s lips tilted up at the corners in
his familiar smirk and Goku smiled, relieved not to see any anger shadowing
Sanzo’s face.

“So,
can I eat something?” Goku asked, his eyes alight with mischief. Sanzo closed
the door softly behind him, a thin crack of light appearing where the door
didn’t shut quite right. He approached the boy slowly, like an animal stalking
its prey.

“Is
food all you think about?” he asked, voice low and seductive, and Goku’s smile
widened further, threatening to split his face in two.

“Well,
not all I think about,” he teased, stepping into Sanzo’s embrace. Their
lips met, mouths opening to devour each other. Sanzo’s fingers were on Goku’s
hips, pulling him close, and Goku could feel his lover’s erection pressing
against him already.

“Sanzo!”
he gasped, pulling his head back suddenly. “Here? What about-?”

His
lover cut him off with another kiss, leaning forward to plunge his tongue into
Goku’s hot mouth. Goku couldn’t help but respond to that urgency, and this time
it was Sanzo who had to end the kiss.

“Screw
it,” he growled, and sank to his knees before his younger lover. Goku moaned as
Sanzo pulled down his zipper and yanked his pants down to his ankles. This was
something Sanzo didn’t do for him often, but the man was skilled- or maybe that
was just his own personal bias talking.

Sanzo
took Goku’s cock into his mouth and started licking and sucking him in a rhythm
that quickly reduced the boy to mindless, incoherent groans of pleasure. He
added his hand into the mix, stroking as he bobbed back and forth on his
lover’s shaft, and Goku was forced to grab onto a nearby shelf for support. He
arched into Sanzo’s mouth as his orgasm hit and his hot seed spilled into his
lover’s waiting mouth.

Sanzo
swallowed it, relishing the salty, earthy taste of Goku’s essence. He licked a
last drop from his lower lip as he rose to his feet and slid his robes off,
letting them fall to the floor.

Goku
was panting, heart racing, and he watched his lover silently as Sanzo opened
his jeans and pulled them down to his knees. Goku loved the sight of his
lover’s body- so pristine and all his. Goku didn’t think about his
physical power very much. It was just… natural. But is power over this
man was something he cherished. Sanzo only ever shared what he wanted
to share. That he chose to share his heart and body with him was nothing
short of miraculous.

He
was jolted out of his reverie by Sanzo’s voice, and he blushed as he realized
he’d been caught staring.

“Like
what you see?” Sanzo asked, unable to hide his amusement any longer. He stroked
himself with one long-fingered hand, watching Goku’s eyes follow the movement.
He slid his fingers slowly along the length of his cock, mesmerizing Goku in an
instant. The monkey was already getting hard again, and he wished he had his
younger lover’s stamina. This boy could go all day and still want more- a fact
that never failed to please the monk even if it kept him fairly well distracted
from his duties.

“Turn,”
he said simply, and Goku blinked at him before understanding dawned and he
faced the wall obediently. Sanzo almost laughed at that. Goku was never so
blindly obedient as he was when they were together like this, and even then
moments of unquestioning compliance were rare.

He
took advantage of his good fortune and pressed his cock into Goku’s tight
opening. He wasn’t rough, but the lack of a lubricant meant some pain for his
young lover. He heard the boy’s breath catch, felt the stiffening of his body,
and stopped- but Goku looked at him over his shoulder and shook his head.

“Don’t
stop,” he said breathlessly, and Sanzo obeyed, sliding his length fully into
his lover’s body. Goku arched against him and cried out, but it was in
pleasure, not pain, and Sanzo’s heart lifted. He thrust slowly, pulling out
halfway before pushing himself firmly back into that tight heat. It was
exquisite.

He
pumped slowly in and out, ignoring his own growing pleasure as best he could so
he was able to focus on Goku. The boy was slumped against the wall, supporting
himself on one forearm, the other hand reaching back to clutch at Sanzo’s hip.
Goku was half-turned, his upper body facing sideways to better reach for Sanzo
with his free hand. Sanzo could see the glimmer of golden eyes in the
near-darkness and it made controlling his arousal just that much more difficult.
He loved watching Goku’s eyes as he pressed into him, loved watching them
darken with need, loved seeing Goku look at him with that special look in his
eyes- the one reserved just for him. This boy was his.

Soft
voices reached Goku’s ears, quickly growing louder as they approached, and he
stiffened. Sanzo stopped as well, and they both listened as monks entered the
kitchen area. The voices were loud now and Goku tried to straighten, but Sanzo
stilled him. Goku knew the smartest thing was to get dressed, to pretend
nothing had happened- but Sanzo was still inside of him, still hard, and
he was trapped in place.

Sanzo
put a finger to his lips and quietly shushed him with a whispered breath. Goku
prepared to be released and Sanzo began to pull out of him, but then he thrust
into Goku again and the boy rocked against the wall with a gasp.
Luckily, no one but Sanzo seemed to hear the small sound he’d made, and he
tried to control himself as Sanzo began to rock against him, fucking him in
earnest.

He
wasn’t aware of what the monks were saying. He didn’t know if they were going
to open the door and find the two of them locked in this sensual embrace. All
he could register with his senses were Sanzo’s quick, hard thrusts. He managed
to stifle the sounds of his pleasure- barely.

The
monks were on the other side of that door- the door that had never closed quite
right, and any sound might attract their attention. Sanzo seemed to be enjoying
the thrill, though. He was rocking frantically against Goku’s ass, not pulling
out so that there was no sound of flesh on flesh to betray their presence, just
pushing in harder and deeper. He writhed against Goku’s back, their bodies
quickly heating up in the cool pantry and becoming covered in a fine sheen of
sweat.

They
kept up their rhythm even as the voices began moving away until they couldn’t
be heard any longer. It was only when he climaxed that Sanzo let out a sound
again. He groaned low and loud as he released his seed into Goku’s body, not
caring if anyone heard him or not. Goku followed swiftly after, Sanzo’s fist
capturing his cock and jerking him off with short, hard strokes. His white,
sticky juices splattered on the floor and he whimpered as the fire in his veins
consumed him.

“Messy
monkey,” Sanzo teased, still holding Goku against him as they caught their
breath. He nuzzled the monkey’s neck, nipping playfully at his ear now that his
lust was sated.

“It’s
not my fault,” Goku said, trying to keep his voice down and failing
miserably. Sanzo chuckled at the tone of the monkeys’ voice. “And what the hell
was that, anyway? Do you want to get caught by those
narrow-minded jerks?” Goku asked, and Sanzo knew the boy’s concern was meant
for him.

“Why
should I care what they think?” he asked Goku, wrapping his arms around the
boy’s waist and pressing his cheek to the boy’s unruly hair.

“And
I’m the idiot,” Goku teased, smiling. Sanzo hugged him tight and nodded.

“I’m
glad to see you’ve finally achieved some self-awareness,” he said, sounding
totally serious.

Goku
considered being offended, but decided against it. He didn’t want to ruin the
moment, and it was better this way anyway. Maybe Sanzo would forget he’d
caught Goku in the middle of a highly forbidden pantry raid.

“Stay
out of here from now on, Sanzo said, cuffing him lightly on the head, and Goku
sighed.

Or
maybe not.
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