The Storms That Bind Us

Chapter 14


The battle was over, and even now, after assurance from his friends, Hakkai still felt beaten down. He stared out the window, raindrops blurring the street outside. He'd been quiet since they got back to the inn, escaping inside himself. He'd barely heard the innkeeper thank them repeatedly, and offering to have their stay at the inn be free of charge for what they had done to help the town. In the end, Sanzo refused, saying that the damage done needed some kind of payment. If they hadn't still been here, maybe none of the townspeople would have been killed. All because of me.

It was fifteen at last count. Fifteen innocent lives snuffed out all for revenge. Revenge is what started it all. That hate, that anger, that deadly desire to hurt those that hurt you and the ones you loved. There was no escaping that night. He would forever be haunted, in his dreams and in his waking hours. There were more out there. The youkai had said it with such conviction that Hakkai had no doubt he'd been telling the truth.

He looked at his hands, the rain against the window throwing shadows over his pale skin. Dark, like blood. Yes, Sanzo was right. When it rains, all I see is blood too. He was starting to doubt his place in the group, even though he knew the others would think it pointless. With the threat of more attacks against him, would it be wise to continue traveling with them? Was it fair to cause more of a threat than they already endured?

The soft sound of the door opening and closing behind him cued Sanzo's return. He had sent out a prayer for the dead, or for the living as he usually put it. Gojyo and Goku had went back to their room to dry up after Hakkai insisted. He'd wanted to be alone. Even Hakuryu had scurried under the bed to sleep. He kept his back to his lover, listening to the soft sounds of his robes moving. It was a comforting sound, but he found his back felt too stiff and his hands were gripping the windowsill too tightly.

"You're having foolish thoughts. Stop now, or I will kick your ass." Sanzo's voice was gruff, but low with a bit of weariness. It was only noon and it had been a long day.

Hakkai opened his mouth to speak, but shut it again, looking over his shoulder at his lover. His hair was still slightly damp with rain, as well as his robes. We're all going to catch cold after this, he absently thought, and walked to Sanzo with the intent of helping him out of the wet clothes. Sanzo caught his hands and gave him a stern look. Hakkai froze, still unable to speak. He didn't even know where to begin.

"Don't let what that fucker said today get to you. So what if there are more? We'll just cut them down when they come out of their grimy holes."

"Sanzo.."

"Don't." Hakkai was rendered silent as Sanzo gripped his wrists tighter. "Do you think you're the only one that has the past following you?"

"Of course not, but.."

"I said, don't!" Hakkai's eyes widened, and his breath was forced from him when Sanzo threw him against the wall and pinned him there. The shock alone kept him frozen, the anger on Sanzo's face enforcing it. Hakuryu bolted from under the bed to hide in the bathroom. Even he could feel Sanzo's wrath. "Listen to me."

"Yes, I will," he whispered.

"You're important to us. Important to me. What happened today is no different than any other piece of shit that ruins our day. You alone cannot take the blame for this, because it is fucking arrogant if you do!"

"Arrogant?" he muttered, and blinked at his lover.

"Exactly. How many of those youkai do you think attack us that are strictly after you?"

"I..well, they are usually trying to kill all of us." Sanzo smirked and it only confused him more. "Sanzo?"

"I have my own enemies, Hakkai. I lost count of how many youkai I killed when I was in search of my master's scripture. Always I was defending myself, but that didn't matter to them. They just saw an easy victim."

"I can't even imagine what it must have been like," Hakkai whispered.

"Don't try, it's not pleasant." He loosened his grip on Hakkai, but stayed close against him. "I have youkai from my past hunting me too. It happens when you shoot down one that has friends and family that may be close to them. I get the occasional asshole with the yell of revenge when they come at me. You know what I do?"

"What?"

"I kill them too then go on with my day, and the world is rid of one more murderous punk." He shrugged.

"My, you really aren't like other monks."

"You aren't just figuring that out, are you?" His lover smirked and pressed firmer against him.

"No," he said simply, and smiled soft. "I prefer you exactly the way you are." Again he was put in his place, but he didn't mind at all. What Sanzo was saying made sense. He couldn't think he was the only one with a past, and he definitely knew better. They all had memories to contend with. He looked in Sanzo's eyes. "And how long shall we let the rain torment us?"

"You just had to bring that up. It's bad enough it's still shitting outside," he nearly groaned.

"Well, we are on the topic of not letting the past rule us, so in perspective, the rain is part of that, right?"

"Yeah, and?" Sanzo looked apprehensive and it made Hakkai chuckle. "Laughing now?"

"Maybe we can do something to make those moody feelings go away. You know, like therapy?"

"So, we should just fuck?" Sanzo said, and smirked, brushing a kiss over his lips.

"You know my mind so well," Hakkai whispered, welcoming the soft touch of his lover's kiss. "Mm, but I'm having a naughty thought." His tongue slide over Sanzo's lips. "Can you guess what it is?"

"Hm?" Sanzo pulled back, looked in his eyes, then looked toward the window in contemplation.

Hakkai could see the soft smirk forming on Sanzo's lips, and was pleased with the sight. What he had in mind would be wet, cold, and more than possibly dangerous. He didn't fear more youkai around, but the chance of being seen by a passerby was a problem. The percentage of anyone being out in this storm was also low, and putting that into consideration, he was not worried they'd have a shocked voyeur.

"You want to go out in this cold, unforgiving storm, and fuck, don't you?" Sanzo asked, keeping his eyes on the window. Hakkai only smiled, the most innocent one he may have ever produced. Sanzo turned to look at him, and chuckled. The lust in his eyes told Hakkai he'd nearly won him over on the idea. "Someone might see us."

"Doubtful in this weather, especially if we head right outside town."

"What are we supposed to tell the kappa and the monkey?" Sanzo asked.

"That we want to go patrol just to be certain there are no more youkai." Hakkai thought that logical enough, but maybe not very convincing.

"It's cold out there. Sure we could get hard enough to even do anything?"

"Now you are making the idea sound less appealing," Hakkai said, then thumped his head soft against the wall with a deep, over dramatic sigh.

"Am I?"

"Unfortunately." Hakkai kept his head back on the wall, but moved his eyes to look at Sanzo. "Perhaps my idea isn't very cautious after what happened today, and it is cold. We'll be lucky if we aren't all sick by morning as it is."

"Not cautious, but a good idea, for another time," Sanzo whispered and smiled soft, pressing close again. "Another day, perhaps in the summer when the rain is warm to the skin and we have no troubles in our way."

"Now that is a good idea," Hakkai said and smiled into the kiss Sanzo placed over his lips.

"You've just done something I thought no one would ever be able to do, Hakkai."

"Oh?" He tilted his head slightly, lips continuing their teasing brushes.

"You've made me look forward to the rain."

Hakkai couldn't even come up with a single word that expressed his emotions, so he did the only thing he could do and kissed his lover deep and possessively. Sanzo's hands gripped his hair so hard it hurt, but he was too lost with the slow dance of their tongues to care. The dry shirt and pants he had changed into were now getting damp from his lover's sodden robes. He laughed soft, the sound muffled against tongue and lips.

"You should take your clothes off," Hakkai broke off gently, and took a breath to clear his head.

"Take them off me."

"If you insist." Hakkai's soft smile stayed as he undressed his lover's body. He was cool to the touch, and he thought he had a good idea on how to warm him up. Since their relationship began, Sanzo had always been the first to initiate their sexual interactions. Hakkai felt that it was his time to be the one. "Get on the bed," he said soft, but with a complete air of dominance.

Sanzo gave no sign of surprise or offense, but his eyes drooped more with lust as he sat, then lay back on the freshly made bed. Hakkai saw that he was already semi-hard. He couldn't stop the titillation he was feeling, no more than his own cock that was hardening at the sight of his lover's spread out body. Sanzo wasn't the submissive type in any way, and it thrilled Hakkai that he would give himself to him like this. The thought of going out in the cold seemed a totally ridiculous and distant idea now.

Hakkai stepped to the bed, rested one knee on it and placed his hand on Sanzo's chest. He felt the slight rise of it as Sanzo breathed soft, eyes watching and waiting. He moved his palm over his right nipple. The nub was still raised from the cold, and now from arousal as well. Delicately he rubbed around, then traced his fingertips around the erect nipple, watching it rise more from the touch. Sanzo made no sound, but he could hear the excited change in his breath. It was more than enough to urge Hakkai on.

He leaned down, his tongue tasting flesh as he flicked it over the raised nipple. He savored the familiar feel, sucking and licking soft, his hand resting on his lover's belly. He could feel Sanzo's muscles twitch with pleasure, but still he made no sound, his breath broken and raspy. Hakkai found his hurried breathing to be coaxing, as if Sanzo were daring him to try extracting a yell of ecstasy from him. Hakkai was more than happy to take up the challenge. He pulled away from the now abused nipple, and looked to his lover's eyes.

"I want to hear you." Not waiting for an answer, he lowered down against his legs. Sanzo's cock was now fully erect, and his length bobbed softly with the slight shift of the mattress. He had only given oral sex to Kanan before this, but he was eager to find out everything that pleased this incredible man. He wrapped his fingers around the base loosely, tracing over the veins, brushing them with care and close attention. His balls tightened and raised as Hakkai explored every contour of his arousal. Hakkai watched him turn his head against the pillow, heard his breath give a strained hitch, but still he didn't let a moan of appreciation slip.

"I said, I wanted to hear you," Hakkai said with more force. He had heard Sanzo more than once last night, but this was different. This was something more personal, more intimate now that he was the one in total control. Unyielding his lover was, and he bit down on his lip as if keeping the cries back by pure will. Hakkai smirked, then took the head into his mouth, sucking soft, letting his tongue get a feel for the rigid flesh. He sucked deeper, mouth widening to accommodate the thick organ. He didn't stop until he felt the head touch the back of his throat. He expected a gag reflex, but was pleased when if felt comfortable. He swallowed, tightened his lips and bobbed his head, running his teeth light over his organ.

Sanzo seemed to hold his breath as his back arched to raise his groin up to thrust into his mouth. His glasses still on, Hakkai was able to watch Sanzo's face while he went down on him. He smiled around the hard cock that his lover was now thrusting in and out of his mouth on his own accord. I win. The breath that Sanzo was holding came out with a deep, almost sobbing moan. He didn't let up, working his tongue along the underside of his cock as he continued to take him over with pleasure.

"Hakkai," he said breathlessly, catching his eyes as he looked down to watch him. Hakkai didn't dare stop as he slipped deep over his cock and swallowed around the head, reveling in the reactions of his lover. "AH..fuck!"

"Mn," Hakkai muffled around him, bobbing his head again, moving with the pace of Sanzo's gyrations. His teeth scraped harder over tender skin, and Sanzo shivered, gasping and fucking his mouth faster. His jaw ached from being wide open, but he ignored it, swallowing and working his lips around his cock with more determination.

"Fuck me," Sanzo said in a rush of breath.

Hakkai stopped, mouth bulged open around hard flesh, and looked up at Sanzo's face. He looked magnificent, his hair a mess, some strands sticking to a light mist of sweat that had formed on his skin. His eyes were lidded, and looked darker in the shadows of the bedroom. His lips were parted slightly as if inviting a deep kiss, or something more.

"Hakkai, please."

He blinked from his daze and pulled off his cock, letting it slip smoothly from his lips. He kissed the head before he slid up and looked in Sanzo's eyes. Sanzo smirked and slid his glasses off to set aside out of the way. Hakkai was still fully clothed and sat back to rid himself of them. His lover watched with silent patience, touching soft over the scar on his stomach.

"Not ugly," Sanzo said and kissed his scar as a reminder, then sat up to kiss his lips again. He kissed back with hunger, feeling a new, deeper lust building inside him. Sanzo had not let him top yet, not that Hakkai had even cared or asked. Now that Sanzo had said those words, it was all he wanted right then and there. Lube was used in haste, and the two refused to stop kissing as they both prepared. Hakkai tried to used his fingers first, but Sanzo grabbed his wrist and shook his head. "I want you now."

"Sanzo, I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't." He looked intently at him. "Do it."

Hakkai nodded and shifted closer between Sanzo's spread legs. Sanzo helped guide him forward until the head pressed to his entrance. He held his breath at the resistance against his cock then groaned when the head slipped into a tight heat he wasn't expecting. Sanzo was biting his lip hard. He looked to be in pain. Hakkai tried to pull back but Sanzo locked his legs around him to keep him where he was.

"Don't you dare stop," he groaned.

Hakkai relented, gasping as he pressed forward and deeper into his lover's body. Sanzo gripped his shoulders and rocked his hips to get him moving. He was obviously still feeling some pain, but he was insistent with his demands. Hakkai thrust as softly as he could until he felt Sanzo's body become more relaxed with the act. The tension in his face dissolved as they moved together in a slow rhythm.

"Is that good?" Hakkai asked, keeping up his strokes, holding most his weight off of his pinned lover.

Sanzo chuckled. "Yes, but I want you deeper." He shifted and guided Hakkai around until he was straddled on his lap.

"Oh Gods," Hakkai whispered, holding Sanzo up on him, eyes closed tight with pleasure. His breath hissed when Sanzo started to ride atop him, his cock brushing slickly between their stomachs.

"Hakkai." He opened his eyes to the sound of his name. "Trust me, trust yourself," Sanzo whispered.

"I do."

"Show me." Sanzo cupped his hand around his ear, brushing the limiters against his palm.

"Sanzo, don't!"

"Why?"

"Why? Because it's not safe." He tried to pull his head away, but Sanzo's hand tightened as he did, the limiters coming away with it. Hakkai gasped, felt the change, and grabbed at Sanzo's hand to get them back. Claws were already sharp and he pulled his hand back just in time before he scratched his lover's skin. "Are you insane?!"

"Maybe a little," he said, keeping the limiters in his fist. Sanzo managed to stay straddled in place throughout the short struggle. Hakkai gaped at him, unsure what to feel other than complete shock. "Hakkai, I know you're safe this way for a time." He touched his face, running a finger over a vine with care. "I trust you. Trust me," he whispered, leaning in to kiss his lips.

"Sanzo..." His lovers tongue played carefully over his fangs, unafraid of being cut or bitten. He had to trust Sanzo knew what he was doing, but he was having a time with it, and he sat frozen, still amazingly hard in his tight tunnel.

"Move...please." Hakkai moved. His hips jerked up, and his arms came around once again to hold him close. The vines thrived and shifted on his skin, reaching out to caress his lovers body. They moved to his will and he searched out with them, using them to entice moans from his lover. One pulsed and stroked Sanzo's cock, some teased and tugged at his stiff nipples, others simple brushed over his sweat soaked skin.

Sanzo's body leaned back, and he arched his hips more to increase his movements. Hakkai's cock throbbed inside him and he groaned, jerking his own hips to his more urgent gyration. His strong arms held Sanzo up enough to keep his back off the bed, and he thrust harder. He relaxed more, worry floating away as he took his lover. Sanzo's legs tightened, and his hips pushed rougher to Hakkai's thrusts.

"Harder!" Sanzo growled. Hakkai let out a low growl in response, and slammed Sanzo back against the bed and fucked him near to a point of violence. The bed springs groaned with their hurried and turbulent movement. His vines continued to explore every inch of Sanzo's body, leaving his hands free to claw at the mattress beneath them. He ignored the ripping sounds, too engrossed with his lover's moans and curses, and the slapping sound of their flesh meeting.

Sanzo's head went further back against the pillow and he let out a yell. Hakkai felt the heat of his climax between their writhing bodies along with the tightening of his tunnel around his cock. He jerked his hips faster, his claws scratching light over Sanzo's side. Hakkai growled again, feeling his orgasm building fast. His fangs itched to bite down on something. He looked to Sanzo's sweat soaked face and he threw himself forward, biting into the pillow, dangerously close to his neck and let go inside him with a muffled scream. He shuddered through the climax, groans quieted against shredded cotton.

He lay there against Sanzo's body, eyes closed tight and shaking. Vines absently caressed over them both until Sanzo started to gently ease the limiters back over the curve of his earlobe. Hakkai knew relief as he felt himself change back to his human form. Only then did he let his mouth loose off the pillow, taking lungfuls of breath to calm his pounding heart. He felt Sanzo's arm come lovingly around him, listening to him speak soft words of comfort as he softened inside him.

"You're alright, don't worry," Sanzo said, brushing a hand through Hakkai's hair.

"Why did you do it?" Hakkai whispered against his neck.

"I told you before, no part of you is ugly." Hakkai turned his head to look at him. "Not even that part you hate so much."

"Gods, Sanzo." He felt that wasn't a sane enough reason for this craziness.

"I never feared for my safety, or yours." He lifted his chin with strong fingers to make Hakkai look him in the eyes. "I needed to know."

"And, are you satisfied?"

"Completely." Sanzo chuckled. "Besides, you wanted to do something naughty."

"But why that!?"

"Why not?" Hakkai looked at him, still unbelieving of what just happened. "I like kinky, so shoot me. Just don't tell the kappa, or he'll think he has something over me."

"Sanzo, that's a damn dangerous kink you have," Hakkai said in exasperation.

Sanzo smiled soft. "We won't do it again, until we stop the source of the wave anyway. Deal?"

"Okay, deal, you insane man." Hakkai hugged against him tight. He pulled back when he heard Sanzo hiss slightly under his breath. "What's wrong?"

"No big deal. You got a little excited toward the end." Hakkai looked at the scratches on Sanzo's side and grimaced. "Don't get upset over it. I've had knee scrapes that were more painful. Besides that, I think the bed and pillow have had a worse time."

"Oh no." Hakkai took in the damage and wondered how they would explain it to the owner. He slipped free of Sanzo and tried to get off the bed, but was caught in warm arms and pulled back.

"We're not done here," Sanzo whispered against his ear, sending that familiar shiver through his body once again. He was pushed back, and drowning in a kiss that made him forget why he was trying to get up in the first place.