The Storms That Bind Us

Chapter 11

Hakkai washed under the hot spray of water, his muscles relaxing and his thoughts drifting. It only took a few days for him to recover from the attack, mostly because his three friends insisted he rest and do nothing but lay in bed. The others had been stuck with floor mats to sleep on while he had the one bed in the room. The hotel turned out to not have any other rooms available because of the festival, which wasn't surprising. Disappointing though, yes. He had been looking forward to his time alone with Sanzo, but in the condition he was in, he supposed it would have been wasted time as he slept away most of it.

His guilt over attacking his friends hadn't diminished, but they wouldn't let him dwell on it either. Shit happens, as Sanzo had so eloquently put it over dinner last night. Indeed, but it always seemed to land straight on top of them. Hakkai wasn't one for self pity, and brushed it off like dust on his sleeve. All they could do was fight and move on like they always had before. It wouldn't be over until their quest was done.

As drastic as the situation had become, some good came out of the experience. Gojyo had finally given up his pursuit of him. The weight that had been pushing heavy on him had lifted with his friend's admission to him yesterday.

"Kai, you're my best friend, and you always will be. I can live with that, cause I'd rather have my friend than a man who hates me for causing trouble between him and the man he really loves."

"Thank you, Gojyo."

"It's okay. I should have never put you in this position to begin with, but I'm an asshole." He shrugged, then chuckled a bit.

"I've always known that."

"Hey."

Hakkai looked at him seriously. "What really changed your mind?"

"A few things, but it was when I saw Sanzo with you. The way he calmed you like he can with Goku. The love I saw in his eyes when he saved you from that, it just blew me away, and I knew he was the one you should be with."

"He really..looked like that?"

"Yeah, you shocked?"

"No." He smiled. "I just wish I had been aware enough to see it."

Gojyo laughed soft. "You'll see it."

How he ached to see it. He had seen many things in Sanzo's eyes since he'd known him, and none of it was love. Or maybe he had just been blind and never saw it when it was right in front of him. The only love Hakkai had ever known was Kanan. The difference between them was like night and day. Kanan, the beautiful, soft woman, with a bright and happy personality, always filled with laughter and energy. Then there was Sanzo. The ruggedly handsome man that could get pissed off at the slightest prick. Strong, proud and determined in all he did. His beautiful, purple, droopy eyes that pulled you in when his gaze was locked onto you. The way his muscles flexed under the tight fit of his black shirt when he moved...

Hakkai looked down when he felt the loins between his legs stiffening. His soft laughter was covered up by the sound of the shower spray. Just thinking about him and I'm aroused. His hand lowered, but he didn't touch his rigid flesh, he turned up the cold water to cool himself down, body and mind. He knew jerking off would only take care of his want for so long. It was Sanzo he wanted, not his hand. Perhaps lust was a major factor...no, not just that, he knew he was falling in love with the priest. Did Sanzo love him? He kept asking himself as his arousal shriveled under cold water, and even as he trembled with the cold as he dried hurriedly for warmth.

Hakkai sighed, wiping away the mist from the bathroom mirror, looking at his blurred reflection, his right eye worse than the left. His monocle still hadn't been replaced, and it would probably take him time to find one. It wasn't very common eye wear, and he was glad he had a pair of glasses with him until he could find a proper replacement. He brushed though his wet hair, already thinking about where they were heading in the morning. He'd have to get the map out to plan the day. Back to business like it should be.

He tilted his head, listening for any sound in the next room. Nothing. Complete silence. He expected the regular drone of voices, or arguing between Gojyo and Goku, but he heard nothing. Not strange really, they did actually have bouts of quiet in between the spastic yelling matches. He smiled soft, cleaning up quick before he opened the door to let cool air into the small heated bathroom. The bedroom beyond was darker than he remembered when he came in here. The shades were drawn, cutting out the afternoon sun, leaving the room dim and strangely inviting. He saw Sanzo sitting on the end of the bed watching him with calculated interest.

"Where are Gojyo and Goku?" They were nowhere to be seen as he stepped further into the room, shivering slight with the change of temperature. His bare skin was still damp from moisture, the towel around his waist not giving much warmth.

"I kicked them out, made them get another room."

"I thought they didn't have more rooms open. Sanzo, you didn't kick them out on the streets did you?"

"What if I did?" He smirked.

"Okay, so there was another room." He chuckled soft, watching his lover. "Luck that someone left to open a room up?"

"The festival is over. Half the inn is empty as of this morning."

"And you found this out by chance?" Hakkai smiled.

"You ask too many questions, Hakkai," he said slow and deliberate, standing from the bed to watch him. "You're still wet."

"...Oh..yes." His laugh was soft and shaky, the sound nervous. He was no blushing virgin, not an inexperienced schoolboy. There was no fear, but an electric like excitement trembling in his gut. They were finally alone with no interruption. He stood frozen, watching Sanzo as he stepped closer, robes making a soft swishing sound in the stillness of the room.

"Here, I'll dry you up." Sanzo's nimble fingers worked the towel off his waist and he sunk to his knees to start drying Hakkai's feet and legs. "A grown man, and you can't dry yourself off." Sanzo smirked, using the towel soft, patting him dry.

"Give me a break, I'm still recovering, you know." He chuckled as they fell into a comfortable lovers banter, shivering when the tips of Sanzo's fingers brushed his naked flesh with each sweep of the towel against his inner thigh.

"You're still trembling," Sanzo whispered, pressing his lips to Hakkai's hip, kissing soft, then using his teeth to nibble his moist skin. Hakkai groaned low, his limp organ twitching to life. He shivered, desire warming his body from the inside out as Sanzo's lips trailed across his hip bone, then up along the scar over his abdomen. His lips lingered there, his tongue running over the rough, marred flesh. Hakkai whimpered, stuck between wanting to pull his face away from the ruined flesh, and wanting to pull him closer. He hated the scar, the ugly blemish that told of his past, but Sanzo played over it like it was a thing of beauty.

"It's ugly," Hakkai said breathlessly.

"It's part of you," Sanzo responded husky, then played his tongue slow over the scar. "And nothing about you is ugly." His hot tongue dipped playfully into his navel, his hands sliding up to rest on his hips. Hakkai's stomach muscles quivered with the sensations. His breath hitched slightly when his aroused member rubbed against the soft fabric of Sanzo's robes.

"Sanzo.." Hakkai wasn't sure what he was going to say, but Sanzo took the ability of speech from him when he rose swiftly and captured his lips. He welcomed the probing tongue, pressing his own to it with a gnawing hunger. Lust was too tame a word for what he was feeling. Hakkai's back was against the bed before he even realized they'd been moving toward it. Sanzo covered him, still aggravatingly clothed in his thick robes. "Gods, get them off," Hakkai panted soft, sliding the top over his shoulders and down his arms.

"You're doing it for me." Sanzo chuckled soft, shifting around to help his lover rid him of the unnecessary clothing. Hakkai's hands were hurried and eager, even trembling as he pulled off cloth to reveal warm, slim muscled flesh.

"You've teased me long enough," he answered with a soft laugh, then kissed over Sanzo's chest, paying special attention to his nipples, moving from one to the other. Sanzo's breath was steady, and Hakkai felt his hands bunch in his wet hair to urge him on. He rolled his tongue over a hard nub, and tugged the other with his fingers. He smiled a little when Sanzo groaned soft under his breath when he pinched a little harder, tugging the nipple to it's limit before softly toying it again. It had been a long time since he'd had a partner, but he hadn't forgotten how to heat up a body.

Sanzo rolled and pinned him down. Hakkai wasn't expecting it and gasped, twisting his wrists under rough hands. He looked absolutely predatory, the promise of pleasure and sex oozing off of him. It was so intense that Hakkai though he even saw a trace of anger in the look. He tried to shift, but was denied when Sanzo pinned his legs firm with his body, their groins pressed so firmly together that their aroused cocks were snug against each other. Hakkai whimpered soft, but it was obvious enough to the man that was hovered close atop him, the slight smirk giving away his enjoyment.

"Do you trust me, Hakkai?"

"Of course I do." It came out rough and breathy with need.

"You sound desperate. Gods, that's a beautiful sound," Sanzo spoke softly, jerking his hips just a fraction.

"Sanzo." Pleasure rippled through his loins, the teasing enough to make him squirm in an attempt to get more friction along his throbbing organ.

"Be still, and close your eyes, Hakkai." With some effort, Hakkai stayed his wanton desperation, panting soft while he closed his eyes as his lover asked. He felt his arms being put up higher above his head, the touch gentle, but firm. The hands left his wrists, but he kept the arms where they were put, not needing Sanzo to tell him. Something cool went around his right wrist and he heard, as well as felt the click of the cuff being locked into place. He opened his mouth to speak, jerking his other arm down without really meaning to with the shock of this new surprise.

"Sanzo?"

"Shhh, just relax." Lips brushed against his, kissing away the nervous butterflies in his gut. He raised his arm back up with no direction to do it, other than his own need guiding him. He felt his free wrist become as bound as the other.

"So much for ending my torment," Hakkai said, laughing soft against his lovers lips.

"I'll end some of it at least. Go ahead and open your eyes." Hakkai opened them and looked into Sanzo's purple orbs.

"Much better," Hakkai whispered. Sanzo smiled, only a slight curve of his lips, then he pressed them to Hakkai's chest to start a trail of kisses. Hakkai watching him, shivering with each brush and puff of hot breath against his skin. Their cocks brushed briefly again when Sanzo shifted his body to explored, creating a tremor of pleasure through his body. He gasped, a soft noise in the quiet of the room that mingled with the sound of kisses that were being placed along his aroused body.

Hakkai watched Sanzo kiss what seemed like every part of his chest and stomach, aching for more the further he went. He wanted to touch him, but the cuffs deterred his attempts. A minuscule part of his mind that was coherent enough through the pleasure wondered where he got the cuffs. He didn't ruin the moment by asking, but he swayed his body up against Sanzo and tugged at the bonds. He got a chuckle and a nip at his skin for his trouble. Panting, he lay back again to endure more soft kisses and licks, his cock throbbing and aching the longer it went on.

Sanzo slid down by his feet and Hakkai groaned in agony as his warmth disappeared. Hakkai's eyes widened when Sanzo's slick tongue licked the bottom of his foot, laughing and jerking it away with the tickling sensation. Gods, did he just do that? Sanzo smirked, then snatched his foot back my the ankle. Hakkai watched wide eyed as Sanzo took his big toe in his mouth to suck. Hakkai swallowed, then groaned when his cock gave a needy jerk. Clear pre-cum pearled the tip and ran down along his rigid shaft like a tear.

Hakkai held back the urge to beg, biting down on his lip. He couldn't stop his hips from giving eager jerks, making his cock bounce and throb more with the movements. Hakkai whimpered, and watched Sanzo's eyes move to the aching erection between his legs. He let go of his toe, giving the pad of his foot another lick before he let the leg drop back to the mattress. He eased lower and kissed the inside of Hakkai's thigh, his blond hair brushing silky against his skin. With bated breath, Hakkai watched and felt his mouth move up an inch at a time as he seared kisses on his inner thigh. He was trembling so hard with desire that he was sure the bed was shaking with him.

"You're warm now," Sanzo spoke against his flesh. Hakkai's breath picked up, but he couldn't attempt to speak, he didn't think he had the ability to even try. He nearly came undone when Sanzo's hot tongue slid up his cock from the base to the tip to lap up his spent pre-cum. The head disappeared in his mouth and Hakkai fought the need to thrust deep into his throat. He looked incredible with his mouth opened wide around his organ. He hadn't had the pleasure of being able to watch before when he'd sucked him that day in the woods.

"Are you trying to drive me to insanity?" Hakkai asked, his breath ragged and hectic. His mouth pulled off him, and he grieved with the loss. Sanzo's hand replaced the heat to stroke, and his body responded, rocking his hips to the motion.

"Never that, Hakkai." His other hand was doing something, but Hakkai was too busy in his haze of pleasure to take notice. He heard a soft snapping sound, and Sanzo shifted slightly. "Spread your legs more," he said softly. Hakkai did it without hesitation, planting his feet on the bed to bring his knees up slightly. Sanzo's hand hadn't stopped stroking him, but it had slowed to a softer caress. Hakkai gasped when his cool, slick fingers teased around his anus. He stiffened up in response, not used to the feeling. "Relax." Sanzo sounded patient, but he could still hear the undertone of his excitement and lust.

"I'm not a virgin." Hakkai blurted, then felt stupid for saying it. Of course Sanzo knew that.

Sanzo chuckled, lubed fingers tracing around his puckered entrance. "I know, but you are to this, aren't you?"

"Yes, I suppose I am," he admitted. "That doesn't mean I want you to go easy on me though."

Sanzo smirked. "I wouldn't expect anything different from you, Hakkai." With that, he pushed the gel covered fingers in his ass. Hakkai gasped, his body resisting a moment to the foreign feeling. It wasn't painful, but different than anything else he'd felt before. His arms tried to come down in reflex, but was caught solid again by the bonds. "Relax," he whispered again, thrusting his fingers slow. Hakkai faintly heard the wet sound of the gel as Sanzo worked his fingers steadily inside him. It was a oddly erotic sound and his hips began to move in response to it as much as to the invading fingers.

His fingers scissored, thrust, and pushed deeper inside him until Hakkai was sweating and groaning in approval. The pressure from the initial entry was gone, and he wanted so much more. Sanzo would not relent yet, keeping his fingers in to toy and tease his prostate. Hakkai's cock was seeping again with the torment. It was nearly unbearable, but he didn't want it to stop. Sanzo's practiced fingers seemed to know every trick to get him to writhe in ecstasy.

"You're incredible," Sanzo murmured, laying back against him, kissing his open mouth, fingers working crudely around his insides. Hakkai could feel his lover's erection digging into his leg and he moaned out, trying desperately to pull his wrists free to touch him.

"Sanzo, let my hands loose, please.."

"Soon." The one word was promise enough and Hakkai begged no more, welcoming the tongue that slipped back in his mouth. Sanzo moved against him, and he felt the pleasuring fingers slip away. The emptiness that was left made him groan in the kiss, but his heart thudded more rapidly when Sanzo's body moved between his spread legs. Sanzo pulled soft from the kiss and looked in his eyes, hovering above him, sexy and strong. His hips moved, the head of his erection pressing to his slick entrance.

Hakkai kept his eyes locked to Sanzo's, and when he thrust forward into him, Hakkai cried out with pain, pleasure and euphoria. He saw it. The looked he had missed when Sanzo brought him back to the light. Sanzo moaned and Hakkai moaned with him, opening up his body to his movements. His legs entwined with Sanzo's, working his lower body to his gyrations. As promised, Sanzo reached up and pushed the lock on the cuffs to release him. Hakkai wasted not a moment to touch over him, his face, chest, back and down lower over his ass, feeling the moist sweat and moving muscles against his hands. The bed creaked soft with each push and thrust, their voices and hurried breath filling the warm glow of the room.

"Hakkai, give me what I want," Sanzo breathed, lifting his right leg over his shoulder and thrusting impossibly deeper into his body. Hakkai couldn't hold back the cries, yelling his name like a prayer, wallowing in the pleasure pounding against his body. Sanzo's voice joined his own when the wave rose and his stomach tightened with the approaching climax. His body jerked and he spent against Sanzo's stomach, wailing again with it. Sanzo's face pressed to his neck and he heard the strained groan as he let go inside him for the first time. Their bodies froze, resting and panting soft against each other. Hakkai's arms locked around him, holding him to his chest, feeling as he soften inside him.

"You've gone quiet. Are you okay?" Hakkai whispered after minutes of silence.

Sanzo chuckled. "Just thinking about how good that sound was." He looked up at Hakkai, smirking soft. Hakkai smiled, then shuddered pleasantly when Sanzo's hips pumped against him again, his half limp cock working inside him. "I want to hear you again," Sanzo purred, lifting himself up on his hands to look down at his prone lover to work them both up to full arousal.

"Oh my..," Hakkai whimpered, his cock awakening to his lover's call. He had all night to scream for his lover, and he was positive Sanzo would make sure of it.