Alpha | By : Nicollete Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2716 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Alpha
Rating - NC17
Warnings - Violent sex. Could be considered non-con…but…I think it consensual-ish…
Pairing - Gojyo/Sanzou
Disclaimer - I do not own and make no money off of this.
Summary - Growling. Grabbing. Bruising.
He saw red in that simple second, when that strange man had grabbed his blond Tenshi and tried to pull him out the back door. Not that the priest couldn’t take care of himself. For most certainly he could. Sanzou was human though and moved at what was too slow for Demons. In a flash Gojyo was their, breaking all the bones in the mans hand. Punching him out the door and then before Sanzou could glower and curse - pulling him up the stairs of the inn.
No one stopped them. Who would. An overprotective demon and his mate wasn’t something one wanted to mess with. It was almost as if Gojyo was a Mother Bear protecting her Cubs. Though, no one would dare call Sanzou a cub. Even to his face. The Priest said nothing. He kept his curses back but he did not go willingly to the room he and his Mate shared. Gojyo growled at this but had no trouble lifting the man over his shoulders.
Kicking the door open, he slammed it shut. Sanzou was dumped to the floor. Not a position he liked. He hated looking up at Gojyo. He hated that possessive look in his eyes. He hated the sex that came after. He didn’t do anything wrong so why was it taken out on him? Shouldn’t he be held and petted instead of yelled at and bruised?
“What the hell is your problem?” Sanzou got to his feet. He was pushed down. Once more. Gojyo wanted him to submit, but fuck if that were going to happen. He growled himself and kicked out. Getting Gojyo in the nuts. It didn’t stop the half demon, though, throwing himself onto the blond and capturing wrists in a bruising grip.
“You are Mine! Do I make myself clear!?” Gojyo bit his neck. The thin material of the high-necked collar of his shirt didn’t protect his skin from what would soon become a hicky if Gojyo wasn’t careful. Sanzou knew he’d sport more bruises than necessary from this little Alpha-tantrum.
“Fuck you! I wasn’t going with him and I was just about to shoot that fucker in the nuts for grabbing at me like that!” Sanzou spat back. Squirming within the grasp the Kappa had on him. If he had known the Kappa’s unlike most demons, were more protective and possessive than others….he would have re-thought ever becoming Gojyo’s Mate. Gojyo growled. His teeth gleamed in the lantern light as he climbed off of Sanzou and yanked the other to his feet.
Within moments, the Priest was devoid of all his clothing. His weapons safely stowed away that only Gojyo knew and would never told Sanzou anyway. The course rope wrapped around his skin and the knot was heavy. He fought against the tight hold of the rope and his Mate when Gojyo pushed him onto the bed and tied the free end of the rope to the metal head-board.
“Let me go!” Sanzou was afraid now. Gojyo had never tied him down before. He had never seen Gojyo this pissed. Not even when Hazel was trying to get Sanzou to join him in his demon retribution. This was different and he hated being scared of someone he loved and trusted.
Gojyo could smell it and for a moment the anger dissipated. Yet, that demon urge to show his Mate who was boss was strong within his mind and blood. He lent down to give Sanzou a semi-gentle and semi-hard kiss; “I won’t hurt you,” he promised. Sanzou gave him a dissatisfied glare. Hurt and pain were two different things. Did Gojyo mean that their coupling would be gentle? Or that he wouldn’t break any bones?
“Ch. I don’t care,” Sanzou replied. His normal, piss response to most anything or anyone’s opinion his only guard dog in this situation. Gojyo, had other things on his mind than lovingly taking his partner. He ripped his green head band from liquid blood and knotted it in the middle. Then he wrenched open Sanzou’s mouth to insert the knotted gag and tied it behind somber golden silk. Sanzou tried to wiggle away, but the weight on his middle and the fact that the ropes were too tight around his wrists kept him in place.
Gojyo now took leave of his human thoughts. Demon raged and he took more rope to tie ankles to the edges of the bed. Safely kept in place so that he could take his Mate in this revenge like coupling. Sanzou closed his eyes. His Lover’s feral gaze making him nervous and scared. Unable to do anything but take it. Maybe he’d shoo the Kappa in the morning. Maybe he’d flush Gojyo’s hi-lights down the toilet when he wasn’t looking.
Pain blossomed and his hard on wilted. He never was one for pain when it came to sex. His life was violent as it was. Why did sex have to be the same? Gojyo didn’t seem to mind. He had coated his cock in lotion to make it easier for insertion. He pounded away as he scratched at moonlit skin. Moaning and growling at the same time. Teeth biting at the spot on the neck. He wouldn’t let Sanzou hide it in the morning. He wanted to see it in the day light. He wanted Sanzou to blush and glare and be pissy about it.
Alpha got last say. End of story.
He bit down hard as he came deep within Sanzou. He laid there for a few moments, listening to the blond dry sob. When he had calmed down enough to look, he saw the tears. He quietly pulled away the gag and kissed trembling lips.
“Who do you belong too?” a whispered hard core edge in his voice.
“You. I belong to you,” Sanzou replied. Violet mixed with garnet in a dance of hurt and pain. Gojyo stroked his cheek. His cock still embedded deep within his Mate. Sanzou knew that he still needed to wait this out. That if he fought he would be punished. This violent coupling notwithstanding. Gojyo was epic in his punishment. Even once spanking Sanzou. He shuddered when Gojyo moved inside him.
“Where do you belong?” Gojyo nipped at his ear. His voice still hard.
“Here with you. No where else,” Sanzou replied with a gulp.
Gojyo smiled and kissed Sanzou’s cheek; “Let me make it up to you. Now that you’ve learned your lesson. I want to love you slow and tender…” he smiled. Sanzou nodded.
“I’d like that,” he whispered back. Finally engaging in a kiss he actually wanted.
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A/N - I know that I bastardized Gojyo in this. I totally didn’t mean too. I called this an Alpha-Tantrum. I think you get it, but the idea was that Gojyo got so possessive and jealous that he couldn’t hold back that demon-mating thing. In my universe. When demons mate, one is the alpha and one is submissive. In this, Gojyo is the Alpha, Sanzou is the submissive. But, Sanzou hates to Submit, so Gojyo has to make him. I hope that makes sense.
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