Kuji

Disclaimer: I still own nothing of value, especially not Saiyuki

Chapter 13: Picnic

Warnings: Yaoi (in case you haven't realised), M/M, Food, Voyeurism

Notes: This chapter was written after a friend and I had a long discussion over food kink and my own discovery of a piece of ff.net, in fact I believe it was one oft he first Saiyuki fanfics I ever write. I overhauled it completely and this is the result.

The long-awaited chapter order list!

Chapter 1 – Meeting and Greeting
Chapter 12 – Art of War
Chapter 6 – Temptations and Secrets
Chapter 7 – Balance and Punishment
Chapter 5 – Violence of Living
Chapter 13 – Kiss My Boots
Chapter 10 – Protecting One’s Rear
Chapter 8 – Inconvenience of Parties
Chapter 11 – Dragons and Yakiniku
Chapter 2 – Messages and Misunderstandings
Chapter 3 – Bedtime Stories
Chapter 14 – Public Picnic - This is where it fits in
Chapter 9 – Godly Privileges
Chapter 4 – Possession and Protection


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Konzen was bored, which was nothing new. However this time he was also bored and royally pissed off, which was, once again, nothing new. To top it all off, the irritating little monkey had gone missing yet again, last seen looking for Nataku. The last thing Konzen needed right now was to be roaming around Tenkai looking for his pet, when papers were already stacking up on his desk.

He walked carefully through Tenkai, noting the stares at him with a mixture of irritation and complacency. Konzen Douji, nephew of the great Goddess of Love and Mercy rarely left his desk. Therefore the sight of him roaming around Tenkai usually meant one of two things; one he was visiting Field Marshall Tenpou, which was rare, since Tenpou usually came to him; or two Goku had run off again. Equally, this meant avoidance of the furious blonde.

He stopped suddenly with his hands on his slim hips, suddenly hearing voices coming from the nearby orchard of cherry trees. Konzen gave a sigh under his breath; he didn't see why the cherry trees were there anyway, because they only served to piss him off. However, the voices were whispered and Konzen had an inkling that the Monkey and Nataku had run off from both of their caretakers and hidden there. He decided that striding in on the little secret scene wasn't a particularly good idea. Tenpou had voiced his concerns before over the use of the Prince as a 'killing puppet' and Konzen felt a hint of compassion for the boy's desperate avoidance of his caretakers, not really liking the boy's father Li Tou Ten either.

He walked silently over to the orchard and wound his way through the trees, forcing himself not to be diverted by the delicate falling petals all around him. The voices came closer and Konzen pressed himself against a tree, cursing himself for even daring to hide.

"Come on, Marshall." That was the voice of General Kenren, the one person Konzen put up with because he was Tenpou's friend. Konzen sighed, the very last thing he needed right now was to hear a graphic love scene. He folded his arms and waited for them to go past.

"What is it? What is it you have to show me that couldn't have waited?" came the softer voice of Marshall Tenpou.

"Et voila!" Konzen looked around the tree and saw Kenren shaking out a bedspread underneath one of the larger trees. He recognised the bedspread from Tenpou's own bed and groaned inwardly, they were going to be here a while.

"Not now . I have work to do." Came the voice of the Marshall behind him.

Kenren made a dismissive gesture and brought out a large box and two bottles of wine from behind one of the trees.

"Not when I spent all night making this up."

Tenpou folded his arms and leaned against a convenient tree. He gave a warm smile, which swiftly turned into a chuckle.

"You planned this?"

"Of course. Now sit your ass down, have lots of wine with me and forget about work for now."

Konzen resisted the urge to stick his fingers down his throat at the sweet tones. He knew all too well about Tenpou and Kenren's supposed relationship. Never being one to listen to rumour, he dismissed all the claims of Tenpou and Kenren's "husband and wife" thing and carried on as usual. However, the swift increase in rumour had provoked him into asking his childhood friend about it in a roundabout way the next time he had come to visit. Despite his constantly cold exterior, Konzen did have a bond with Tenpou, and felt he deserved to know what was going on with one of his only friends.

Surprisingly, Tenpou had been remarkably honest about it. Konzen had been expecting an instant wall to slam up, but the brunette had taken a seat and admitted to being Kenren's lover for sometime. Konzen had nearly fallen off his seat at the admittance, but felt a grudging respect for his friend. Tenpou had explained how much comfort Kenren gave him and that the company alone was worth every rumour. He had then given Konzen a gentle smile which had quickly turned mischievous and suggested that Konzen try it for himself.

Konzen had started at that, but hadn't graced it with a reply. He knew that he couldn't just take a lover despite the many women - and men - of Tenkai who would be only too happy to share his bed and indeed Tenpou already had on many occasions. However, it would be far too embarrassing and unbecoming, besides he usually couldn't stand to be touched anyway. Also, he and Tenpou had drifted apart in that way years before.. He had shrugged off the suggestion and returned to his work. At least the holy documents didn't make lewd suggestions or talk back.

"Come on, I'm sure you can swing a few hours off." Said Kenren serenely. Konzen noticed that the General had pulled the shorter man down onto the bedspread and was unpacking the box enthusiastically.

"You know I have to get those documents sent out to Goujun." Tenpou replied staring back to the barracks as if willing the documents and books to come flying towards him.

Kenren stopped unpacking the food and fixed the Marshall's back with a long stare. He then reached out and pulled off the brunette's lab coat in one practiced motion. Tenpou narrowed his eyes at that but let him loosen his badly knotted tie also. Kenren then placed his hands on Tenpou's shoulders and started massaging them gently. The brunette closed his eyes and sank back into the gentle touches, letting a sigh escape his lips.

"Kenren …. There's work … I have to get back … there's a meeting." Tenpou's voice was faltering under the soft caresses.

Konzen had to admire Kenren's deviousness. It was obvious that the General was going to get his own way simply from the blissed-out expression on Tenpou's face. The Marshall gave a sudden sigh and Konzen sincerely hoped that wasn't a signal for them to start having sex.

"Are you gonna stay?" asked Kenren softly, letting go of Tenpou's shoulders and running his fingers through his mussed hair. Tenpou gave a gentle nod at the caress and tilted his head to one side, allowing Kenren to have access to his neck.

"I could do with a break." he admitted and Kenren smiled as he kissed at Tenpou’s neck.

Two sly fingers inched around Tenpou’s collar and gently worked open two of the buttons on the shirt. He then continued his light gentle kisses over Tenpou’s newly exposed flesh, pausing only to adjust his hands to new massaging positions. Tenpou’s head was lowering itself slowly baring the back of his neck and Konzen was shocked at the submissive position.

Konzen was aware the two fucked like bunnies whenever they could, and even knew that Kenren was the top of the two. He had known Tenpou for much of his godly life and knew that the brown-haired man treasured control over everything else. Therefore by becoming the submissive he was the one who called the shots and could “hold the strings”. In his private thoughts Konzen had Tenpou pegged as a “bossy bottom”.

Therefore it was surprising to Konzen to see Tenpou’s lowered head. Even more so when Kenren’s questing fingers touched his neck and pressed slightly against the jugular vein. Konzen’s eyes then nearly popped to see Tenpou give a sigh of pleasure and actually allow Kenren’s fingers to stroke around his neck and throat. This was the same man who wouldn’t do up his own tie properly because he hated things around his neck willingly letting someone do this to him.

“That’s nice.” Came Tenpou’s soft murmur, he tipped his head back for a kiss and Kenren obliged him, leaning over his shoulder to grant his lover the craved-for kiss.

Konzen felt a jolt through his body was he saw Tenpou respond. He saw wet tongues parrying with each other. He saw Tenpou’s possessive hand insinuate itself into Kenren’s short locks. He saw Kenren turn his lover around and keep an insistent hand on Tenpou’s back, working under the shirt and staying on the skin. He then saw a flash of pale flesh as Tenpou’s hand snuck into Kenren’s jacket and fiddled with the chains that held it shut.

Yes, this was a love scene. Konzen felt the familiar vein in his head start to throb. However it didn’t have the same thumping I-will-kill-the-pair-them throbbing that had him grinding his teeth. No. This came with an uncomfortable fluttery feeling in his stomach that he couldn’t work out. His mind was screaming at him to get away but his sandaled feet seemed to be nailed to the ground. He couldn’t help but watch.

Tenpou was now laid down on the blanket, his shirt hanging open. Kenren was leaned above him now minus his coat and had raised an open sake bottle to his lips, he took a mouthful and was then leaning down, returning Tenpou’s kiss with fervour sharing the mouthful of sake. Tenpou had one hand still twined in Kenren’s hair, but the other was flung back above his head in submission. Kenren was swarming across his bared body like a rash; kissing it, stroking it, fondling it … worshipping it.

However it was Tenpou who upped the ante by deftly reaching into Kenren’s pants and obviously taking hold of what was inside.

Kenren gave a soft moan.

“Mmm … I thought we weren’t gonna do that today.” He murmured, just loud enough for Konzen to hear.

There was a rumbling chuckle from Tenpou.

“If you are objecting I can stop.” He said and released his hands holding them up in the air.

Kenren pouted and started to pull himself away.

“Fine then … it doesn’t bother me.” He was smirked as he said so and made movements towards the hamper and the bottle of wine.

With a cat-like pounce Tenpou was upon him. He swung one arm firmly across Kenren’s chest, wrapped a leg around his waist and twisted his body around in one single movement which had Kenren face down on the blanket with both arms behind his back. A smug-looking Tenpou was sitting on top of his ass, looking like he was about to demand a pony ride any minute.

“Maybe I’ll have you instead.” Tenpou murmured thoughtfully, releasing the prone man’s arms and reaching for another mouthful of sake. Kenren pillowed his head in his hands and bucked his ass up playfully.

“Mmm don’t care as long as I don’t have to move.” He murmured with a grin.

Tenpou gave a twisted grin and with a gentleness that was a thousand miles from seconds before rolled his lover over between his splayed legs and started to pepper Kenren’s bare chest with kisses working his way downwards. A pair of pale hands stroked down the tanned stomach and chest. As he stroked downwards Tenpou looked to the picnic hamper that Kenren had packed.

“There’s some sake in there, some sweet things … oh and some strawberries.” He saw Tenpou’s eyes sparkle. “You liked those strawberry sweets of Goku’s and the strawberry lube we had, so I got you the real thing… you’d better appreciate this shit, because they were a bastard to find.”

Konzen found himself utterly rapt – and almost turned on - at the sight. He couldn't really understand the scene before him. Tenpou and Kenren were sprawled across each other with gentle movements and even the thick haired General was being unusually gentle and quiet despite his language. To Konzen, as someone who didn't believe that 'taking time out' was an action, it was bizarre. He pondered upon Tenkai's - especially his aunts- reaction in general if the cold aristocrat suddenly took a day off. The thought made him laugh sarcastically inside.

He watched captivated as the raven-haired man reached in the open baskets and picked out a single strawberry and Tenpou gingerly took it between his teeth and bit down. Strawberry juice ran down his chin and chest. There was something quite erotic in their actions, and yet was still loving, especially when Tenpou picked up a strawberry and teased Kenren’s nipples with it, smiling all the while.

At first Konzen had thought that screwing Tenpou was the General's way of killing time and fucking around, although the idea of Tenpou being fucked around with was highly implausible. However, Tenpou's explanation of their relationship had cast doubts on that, and now, seeing the adoring look on the General's face as Tenpou let him bite the strawberry, had buried that thought forever.

“You like?” came Kenren’s sultry voice.

“Mmm.” Replied Tenpou, plucking up another strawberry. He nibbled the end and then stroked a rosy-tinged path across his lover’s chest and stomach ready to be licked off. “Makes a pleasant topping for certain desserts.”

Kenren chuckled and licked at the proffered strawberry.

“Topping … that sounds good … so what do I have to do to get a good “topping”?”

Konzen inwardly groaned.

“Take off your pants.” Tenpou commanded, sliding off the man.

Kenren did so with – in Konzen’s opinion – a kind of haste that spoilt the loving mood of the scene. He kicked away his leather pants and boxers and lay back down on the blanket, his engorged cock already hard and throbbing. Konzen suddenly felt a slight wash of envy at the man’s size and a sudden though of how Tenpou could take something that size within him. Not that Tenpou was small mind you – Konzen could testifiy to that. That had been a tough few days trying to explain the sudden influx of new silk cushions to his aunt – but Kenren did seem … well … considerably endowed.

Konzen’s thoughts on cock size were distracted by a now-just-as-naked Tenpou re-straddling Kenren’s legs. Smiling wickedly Tenpou reached to the basket and gathered three strawberries into his cupped hands. Keeping his gaze firmly on Kenren, he pressed his hands together, smearing his hands in the sweet red pulp and releasing pink juices that ran down his wrists. Licking the tip of one finger he then brought his strawberry-covered hands down onto the General’s crotch.

“Gods … that’s … wow … that’s surprisingly good.”

Tenpou looked distinctly smug as the compliment and offered one of his hands for Kenren to lick. Enthusiastically, Kenren lapped the proffered fingers, arching his back as Tenpou wrapped a sticky hand around his cock and pumped it, finally bringing his hand back and dipping his head.

Konzen couldn’t see what Tenpou was doing between Kenren’s splayed legs but had an idea by Kenren’s frantic squirming and the constant pleas to carry on. His silken pants started to tighten and he cursed inwardly that he was being aroused by the scene. He tried to look away but he was still captivated by that bobbing brunette head and those gasping cries.

Looking to see that no one was around; Konzen reached into his silken pants and drew out his own cock. Warm and firm in his hand it seemed to be enjoying the scene just as much as the two lovers were. He gave it an experimental stroke and revelled in the wash of feelings that ran through him. It had been a long time since he had indulged himself.

Kenren’s breaths were becoming more frantic and Konzen found himself stroking in time with the furious bobbing of Tenpou’s head. As much as Konzen had no inclination to restart any kind of relationship with Tenpou, he was struck by a sudden longing to have Tenpou’s lips wrapped around his dick. Konzen grasped his balls and slumped against the tree, until Kenren’s sudden yelp stopped him.

”Oh for the love of … Tenpou I’m gonna come … stop.”

Distracted, Konzen looked to where Kenren had seized his lover by the hair and pulled him away from his cock. The only remaining sign of the strawberry was a red smear across Tenpou’s cheek. He licked his lips and dipped in for a kiss. Konzen strained to hear what was said, but they were there for a while before Tenpou raised himself upwards.

Konzen watched fascinated as Tenpou lowered himself slowly and delicately on Kenren’s enormous arousal. He could actually see the muscles of the Marshall’s ass trying to accommodate the intrusion and Tenpou’s harsh breathing. Kenren was gripping his hips and lowering him down and Konzen felt an empty ache inside. Looking around to assure himself he was still alone, Konzen returned to his careful strokes.

“It feels good, Kenren,” Came Tenpou’s voice. “go harder.”

“Never perfect is it, with you?” Came Kenren’s riposte but Tenpou’s sudden moan and arched back indicated he had done exactly as asked. Tenpou’s eyes closed as he leant backwards and displayed his own impressive erection.

“Touch me, Kenren. Please touch me.” His voice was heavy with sex and Konzen squeezed harder sagging against the tree.

“Ahh that’s fucking good … squeeze me harder.” Came Kenren’s moan as he fisted Tenpou’s cock, raising himself up into a sitting position and grip Tenpou tight. “Come for me, Tenpou.”

Konzen found himself falling into the same frantic rhythm of the lovers, fisting his cock with a fury. His orgasm came as an explosive shock to him, ripping the breath from his body and making him feel like his been punched in the gut. White strings of semen hit the ground and he slumped back against the tree still watching the couple.

Tenpou was crying out, little caring about being quiet anymore and his moans were punctuated by harsh thrusts from his lover. Suddenly Kenren flung Tenpou back against the blanket and reached for the abandoned sake bottle. As Tenpou suddenly jerked and gasped out his orgasm, Kenren followed suit with groan and at the same time tipped the sake bottle over Tenpou’s pale body, bathing his face and chest in the clear liquid.

Konzen tried to ignore the sight but it was difficult with Tenpou sprawled on the blanket, his skin shimmering with the combination of sake drops and sunlight with even the drops on his glasses were giving off their own corona of light. If Konzen hadn’t believed Tenpou was god before he certainly believed it now, even with the reprobate Kenren sprawled alongside him, chest heaving. Their sweat and come had mingled with the sake casting a myriad of tiny stars across their bodies. Konzen tucked himself away, cleaning himself up with an ink-strained handkerchief form his pocket and went to leave, suddenly standing on a twig which snapped. He cursed under his breath and froze for the reaction from the lovers.

“Do you have more sake?” queried Tenpou instead, running a hand through sake-dampened hair. Konzen breathed a mental sigh of relief, he could do without being discovered by the lovestruck idiots.

Kenren gave a delighted smile and dropped a swift kiss on his superior's head. He then sat up – sake drops rolling down his chest – and reached into his basket pulling out two silk cloths and a different bottle.

“Plum wine suit you?” he said handing over the silk cloths and letting Tenpou clean himself as he uncorked the bottle.

“Where did you find that?” asked Tenpou, shrugging his shirt and boxers back on as Kenren rummaged in the basket to pull out two glasses.

“Don’t tell him, but I stole it from Konzen’s stash.” He snickered and Konzen growled from his hiding spot. He was getting revenge for that. “When we last took Goku back from babysitting, I found a cupboard with them in. He’s been holding out on us.”

“Just like you are holding out on Goku with those snacks you’ve hidden in my bottom drawer.” Chuckled Tenpou, accepting a glass. He lightly chinked it against Kenren’s using his other hand to wipe the remaining liquid off his lover. They then smiled at each other and – still naked – sipped their drinks.

Despite pissed as hell about the blatant wine thievery going on, Konzen was shocked to find himself growing jealous of their situation. He wasn't quite sure whether it was the fact that the two celestials were on a loving picnic; or that they had stolen his plum wine; or that he had just seen them screwing each other out in broad daylight; or perhaps that he had gotten off to them doing it. Either way it was frustrating and Konzen found himself simply envious for the company. He leaned heavily against the tree and listened to the murmured conversation going on trying to gain understanding.

"So am I forgiven?" inquired Kenren jovially, reaching for an abandoned strawberry, dipping it in his wine and offering it to Tenpou.

"For what?" Asked Tenpou accepting it gracefully and repeating the action.

"For dragging you away from your work when you had so much important trivial shit to do." He said, liberally refilling Tenpou's wine glass and placing a single cherry blossom in it before handing it over.

The Marshall laughed at the cherry blossom and tried to drink around it.

"Of course. I'm having a better time here anyway." He said, sipping at his wine and lounging back against the tree.

Kenren fished out his own underwear from the scattered clothes and made himself presentable again, much to Konzen’s relief. He rummaged in his jacket pocket and drew out two cigarettes and his lighter, holding then up for Tenpou’s inspection.

"Smoke?"

At the nod, Kenren eased himself against the tree next to his lover and lit up two cigarettes between splayed fingers. He handed one of the cigarettes to his companion, and then lay against the tree with his eyes closed looking smugly content. Tenpou gave another low laugh, swirling the remaining wine in his glass and watching the cherry blossom in it go round and round.

"Enjoying yourself?" he asked, finishing the wine then starting his cigarette.

"Hell, yes." Came the reply then a pause. "Actually . no, come join me here, right under the tree then I will be great." He then held out an arm.

At that sickly sentiment, Konzen could have snorted in disgust, but it seemed to work for Tenpou. The Marshall carefully manoeuvred himself to rest comfortably against the General's side. Kenren gave him the most sickly loving smile Konzen had ever seen and then closed his eyes, with the cigarette dangling comically from the corner of his mouth. Tenpou returned the smile, finished his cigarette, slipped the butt into the empty wine glass, and then let his eyes close, appearing to fall asleep in seconds.

Konzen was stunned at how easily they had fallen asleep and realised he should head back whilst he still had the chance of not being discovered. Having got rid of the limited sexual frustration this had ensured a swift return to the unapproachable hard-ass image he tried to cultivate. With this out the way he could now resume his original mission of finding his charge and follow that up with the far more enjoyable mission of murdering Kenren for stealing his wine

"Bloody fools … sentiment … No wonder he keeps being hauled up insubordination … stealing my wine, bastard … and Tenpou lets him … I’ll report the pair of them." he muttered as he left the clearing.

He stepped away from the trees and had just started to stride off ready to threaten the nearest underling for being there, when something tugged on his tunic holding him back. He froze, fearing that it was Tenpou – or worse Kenren – wanting him to join in on their games. He leave in fear of that.

"Konzen?" came the strangely doleful voice instead. It was Goku, teary-eyed and sorrowful

Konzen whirled around, ready to give the brat absolute hell for running off again and make himself feel better about leaving his ward wander about whilst he had been busy jerked off. However, the golden-eyed boy spoke before he could.

"I’m sorry I went away for so long, Konzen. They took Nataku away and I couldn't find him and no one would tell me where he's gone. I only wanted to play and you work so much." He said, his golden eyes glittering.

Konzen's heart warmed a few degrees. The boy looked utterly torn: guilty for making Konzen displeased, but hurt that his playmate had been taken away from him for reasons totally unknown to him. Konzen hated himself for feeling sympathy for his charge, but it was difficult not to. Besides, it wasn’t like anyone was watching. Forcing his features to soften, he held out a slim hand to the boy. Goku stared blankly, and then took it with a wary look in his eye.

"Konzen?" he asked carefully, wondering if this was building up to an almighty smack on the head.

"Fancy taking the afternoon off?" he asked, putting as little emotion as he could in his voice.

Goku's face lit up like a thousand stars.

"Really?!" he asked excitedly. Konzen shrugged.

"Could maybe get some food … or something." He said haphazardly and then suddenly remembered. “I know where there are lots of snacks in Tenpou’s office and I have the key, he got them just for you.” That would teach Kenren to steal his wine. Konzen smirked, this whole caring thing was new to him but he could work some revenge in there it wasn’t any trouble. Besides, look on Goku's face was a worthwhile picture. It might even keep the Monkey quiet for a few hours.

"Yeah! Snack! I could be hungry, Konzen!" said the boy joyfully. "We can get a blanket and stuff to put the snacks in and I could get some flowers and other stuff too and the new book Ten-chan gave me!” The blond nodded steadily to each request and led his elated charge off out of the clearing and towards Tenpou’s office and more importantly Kenren’s snack drawer.

Back under the huge cherry tree safe in the arms of the person he loved, Tenpou gave knowing smile and wondered when the next festival at his town would be because he had a plan.

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A/N - Thank you for your reviews and with regards to chapter requests, I don't take them as the minute someone puts that kind of pressure on me I struggle to come up with anything and the last request I had was for a self-insert of the requester which just made me squirm. However I will take suggestions of kinks I haven't done, I can't promise anything but if it sparks me then I certainely will do it. Hope this answers the question.


Zura - I've never been a fan of boot worship but I love boots, I have several pairs so someone suggested I have a bash

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YoukaiHakkai- It's scary that people are still with me on this when it started out - and probably still remains -a bit of fun and writing practice, but thank you

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empress-eerian-sadow - It was a surprising hit,not my kind of kink either but at the time I had several costumes in my keeping and was breaking ina pair of pirate boots for a production and so I had a medium to work from.

Macha - You flatter me so ... I really enjoyed writing this.

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Angel - I had a pair of pirate boots that weke to break in for a production so I had a medium to work on ^^