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Strawberries and Creme	By : Bloodysyren Category: Gensomaden Saiyuki > Yaoi - Male/Male > Sanzo/Gojiyo Views: 1979 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The healer sat at the table near the window, reading quietly by the fading colours of twilight. The rumpled priest sauntered in and shut the door hard with his bodyweight, fingers fumbling in his robes for a cigarette and lighter.

�Damn, I hate those two.� He sighed. Hakkai looked up from his book and placed it gently on the table, standing to his feet.

�What have they done this time?� The healer said with the hint of a smile, walking over to Sanzo. A little fire blazed between them as Hakkai lit a match, sick of watching the priest fiddle with getting his lighter to work. The blonde leaned his cigarette into the flame, inhaling deeply, sweet, calming nicotine filling his tired lungs. Hakkai blew out the match and watched it smoke absently as Sanzo took another drag. Sighing again, the priest finally replied.

�Well, whenever they do anything stupid, I am always the one who has to go and apologize for everything. It gets really old really fast, I don�t know why I didn�t just make this trip with you, Hakkai.� The priest exhaled a puff of smoke and relaxed against the door. Hakkai stood in front of him, simply observing the dishevelled man before him. Sanzo did look tired. As he finished his cigarette, Sanzo closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the door, his arms hanging limply at his sides, just feeling like he could fall asleep right there.

�I know how you feel, Sanzo.� Hakkai reassured him, his melodic voice tinkling in the silent room, �Sometimes I wish that it was just the two of us as well.� Sanzo didn�t open his eyes, but he could feel the green-eyed healer coming closer to him. He could feel the radiant heat from Hakkai�s body, he was so close Sanzo could smell his skin, no, almost taste it.

Hakkai�s hands were moving now, one sliding around to cup underneath his ear and brushing the hairs on the back of his head. Sanzo just let himself relax, not really caring anymore, and honestly enjoying anything that would take his mind off his troubles. The healer pressed his body closer to the priest�s and the sharp click of the lock echoed loudly in the little room. A thumb stroked softly over his earlobe as he heard an apologetic whisper in his other ear,

�I�m sorry, Sanzo, I just don�t think I can hold back any longer.� A shudder ran up the blonde�s body as warm, soft lips closed in on his neck, as the second hand slid in between his legs, pressing firmly against his manhood. As teeth grazed over his collarbone, Sanzo�s eyes eased open and he sleepily tilted his head to the side, allowing Hakkai more access to his throat.

He had never thought about it before, but as Hakkai�s fingers ghosted underneath his robe, the priest making tiny whimpering, murmuring sounds, no one else had touched him the way Hakkai was now. No one had ever been so careful with him, especially not when it came to the act of sex. It was like Sanzo was some sort of precious thing that Hakkai would be tortured for if he harmed his body in any way. It was comforting to feel like this, to be someone that one other person took such care to explore and pleasure.

The languidness with which Hakkai was undressing him was soothing. It was all done in complete silence, the belt slid off leaving the crème-coloured robe to part with the shifting of Sanzo�s weight. Hakkai unlaced his shirt and folded it up neatly, removing his shoes and socks and placing them aside. Clad only in his tan pants, he unbuckled those and removed Sanzo�s robe from his shoulders, folding it up neatly as well and placing it aside. Hakkai grasped Sanzo gently by the hand and led him over to the bed, sitting him down as the healer knelt down between his legs and removed Sanzo�s sandals and socks.

By now, the priest was completely ready and willing to do whatever the healer wanted. Feeling far too confined in his tight shirt and jeans, Sanzo quickly stripped them off and tossed each one to Hakkai, who folded them religiously, the priest knowing that if he simply threw them somewhere, the healer would indefinitely go and retrieve them only to do what he was now accomplishing. Hakkai finally removed his pants and boxers, stealing a glance at the now quite naked priest who had sprawled out in pure relaxation on the big bed.

The healer smiled and silently sat at the end of the bed, starting to massage Sanzo�s feet. The priest smiled and threw his arms above his head, tilting it to the side which sprawled out his honey-blonde hair. Hakkai focused on working his way up, from feet to calves, to thighs, to arms. Nudging the priest gently with his hands, Hakkai eased him onto his stomach, working on Sanzo�s neck, and shoulders, and back. When the massaging fingers had reached the end of Sanzo�s spine, Hakkai returned to the top and left a light trail of kisses down Sanzo�s spine, feeling confident that the priest was completely relaxed.

Retrieving the small bottle of oil from the nightstand, Hakkai slicked up his fingers and smoothly slid one down the crease of Sanzo�s backside, sliding the tip of his index finger inside. The priest let out a content moan, the healer�s finger sliding in the rest of the way easily, causing Sanzo to moan a little louder now, and a little needier. That slim, strong finger swivelled and twisted within the priest�s willing body. A second finger joined the first, still dangerously gentle and slow, making sure that nothing bad happens, that everything is pure and utter pleasure, no hint of pain.

Hakkai then nudged Sanzo onto his back and the forest met the purple burst of sunset. Sanzo reached up to wrap his arms around Hakkai�s neck and the healer gently pushed inside, inch by agonizing inch. The blonde hair feathered out as Sanzo thrashed his head from side to side, fingers clutching at Hakkai�s pale shoulders, legs tangling tightly around those slim hips, arms dragging, pulling, demanding that he come closer. Desperate cries are born on the priest�s panting lips as Hakkai starts to move his hips against Sanzo�s body.

Thrusting deeply, but somehow still carefully, the healer picks up the pace, two bodies meeting together in a clash of moans and sweat and climax. Hakkai�s thin fingers wrap dangerously around Sanzo�s cock, the priest arching up beautifully against the body above him, his eyes turned to a deep lusty hue. That secretly sinful mouth clamps over the priest�s, muffling Hakkai�s strangled cry of release. As Hakkai�s breath mingles with Sanzo�s, their hearts beat in time as those thin fingers squeeze him hard, breaking the blonde�s silence with a shuddering cry, spilling over Hakkai�s hand.

The healer released Sanzo�s mouth and rested his head on the tanned shoulder, still buried to the hilt. As the priest�s heartbeat slowed down, he clearly heard the explosion of another heated argument from the room next door and the crash of what was probably a cheap lamp. Sanzo closed his eyes and felt Hakkai start to get up. The priest instinctively wrapped his arms around Hakkai�s waist and held him still, clinging to the small, pale body, enjoying the feeling of Hakkai�s warmed flesh inside him. Hakkai relaxed against Sanzo�s body and half nuzzled the blonde, cupping the back of Sanzo�s head with a strong hand. As he closed his eyes, enjoying the comfortable chill of the room he felt a hand on the back of his head. A gentle kiss was placed on his turned cheek. He felt warm, sweat-slick hands trail down his back to squeeze his ass teasingly.

�Mmm, you make a good distraction.�
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