Virginity

Almost forgot I don't own saiyuki. I haven't beta'ed this so I might have gotten a few names messed up- let me know and I'll fix em! This one just wants to write itself and I keep not working on my other stuff (or my life for that matter) because of this one! This one already has more reviews and hits than some of my other things and its less than a week old! Wow!

Chapter 4

Sanzo was confused.

He had deliberately taken the room next to Hakkai's bed because he figured Hakkai was the quietest one. It also served the dual purpose of having a hallway separate the two lovers. Sanzo was determined to make it difficult for them- but sometimes it seemed he was only making it difficult for himself.

Insomnia, his worst enemy and the only one he could not quite defeat. It bothered him.

His mind kept playing that scene over and over in his head. He'd wanted the kappa to leave him alone. He'd been avoiding being alone with either of them forever. He hated the kappa's hitting on him as much as he hated hearing Hakkai's sex cry. It made Sanzo feel conflicted and he hated that most of all.

So why had he deliberately called Gojyo back even as he had felt relieved that he was leaving? Why had he allowed that damn kappa to approach and touch him?

Sanzo shivered. He never let people touch him. He'd never even allowed a woman to touch him let alone a male demon who stood taller than he did.

Yet the desire to be touched had overpowered his need for personal space. He never imagined that fingers in his hair could feel so damned good. His whole body reacted to the mere memory of it- and Gojyo had so casually called it an offer.

An offer for what, exactly? A message? The kappa said he wanted Sanzo.

Sanzo tossed and turned in his bed. An offer, an offer for what? It seemed that the hanyou wanted to fuck him and Sanzo was vaguely aware of what that involved, but he didn't know the exact mechanics of it. It didn't seem possible.

He'd sat at the table like nothing had happened afer and had shared the remains of dinner with him. He'd traded a hot meal for a hot shower as had Gojyo, and they got to hear the wailing of those who had chosen their food hot.

Hot. His body was heating up and all he could think about was sex. It wasn't like him and he was afraid he was becoming obsessed with it. It was those baka demon's fault too. If he'd never heard them, he'd have never started thinking about them.

Sanzo squeezed his eyes shut and rolled over again. That's when he heard the door click open and then shut in the hallway outside. He had to strain to hear Hakkai's light footsteps and he could just picture him tip-toeing to Gojyo's room.

Yeah, separating them with a hallway just didn't cause them enough of a problem. All it did was make sure he couldn't hear them from his room. Damn them!

Sanzo rolled over for the hundredth time that hour. Hakkai was sneaking to Gojyo's room. Damnit, what if he had taken up Gojyo's offer? Hakkai would be walking in on them!

What in the hell was he thinking? Gojyo's offer was out of the question. He didn't even know what Gojyo meant to do to him and it would probably not be good.

Sweat broke out across Sanzo's brow. He needed a cigarette. He needed to calm himself. Already he had a half-formed erection and he really needed to figure out how he could get his rampant imagination under control. This was all so unlike him.

The kappa had made the possibility of sex real to him, and it only made Sanzo worse. He'd always teased him with sexual overtures that Sanzo only half understood, but the idea that he might have been serious stirred something up in Sanzo.

Sanzo shook and curled up on himself. No, he would not masturbate in bed again on this! It was just too ridiculous. But his erection was getting harder to ignore.

Hakkai was over there, right now...

Sanzo got up, slammed the window open and lit a cigarette. The rain outside was drizzling down, keeping them here. Hakkai was over in that room across the hall...

Sanzo had an idea. He krept out of his own room and slipped into Hakkai's. Hakkai had thankfully left his door unlocked- probably figured on being back in it soon enough.

Hakkai who made such sounds that Sanzo's stomach tightened. Hakkai who was probably enjoying Gojyo's offer, whatever that might mean, right now.

Sanzo laid in Hakkai's bed. When Sanzo stuffed his face into the pillow he could just barely smell the demon's personal scent. He inhaled it deeply and wrapped his arms around it. The entire time he castigated himself in the back of his mind.

This is so stupid.

But he didn't want to leave, he could still feel the heat from Hakkai's body in the blankets. Hakkai hadn't been able to sleep either. Sanzo moaned.

Rising, and cursing his own foolishness Sanzo returned to the hallway. Then, he heard it...

“...was half expecting Sanzo...”

“Why?”

“... I really thought...with him...”

Sanzo ground his teeth, he could only hear enough of what Gojyo said to get him interested. Sanzo leaned his ear into the door.

“why would...” he hear Hakkai's voice whispering.

“He's been looking funny... thought that might...”

“...surprise he didn't....”

Sanzo squeezed his eyes shut, damning himself and them. They were talking about him, and it was distrubing.

Then he heard the bed creak. There were those soft sounds of movement, and he could hear them better through the door than he'd been able to hear them through a wall. Sanzo sank to the ground and puddled against the door, not wanting to take his ear from it.

He was reminded of his childhood so suddenly and forcefully he almost cried out. He'd sat by a door like this before. He'd been doing it for months to his master, Komiou Sanzo, before he had died. He'd listened to the sounds of making love through master Sanzo's door, just like he was doing to his demons now.

Only then, it had only stirred in him questions, not desires. He'd so wanted to ask his master about the sounds he made at night, when he had his lover with him, but had not asked or he'd have to admit to eavesdropping.

He'd even had the balls once to push the door open a crack, when it had been carelessly left ajar. Sanzo had often wondered if his master had not caught on and did that on purpose and Sanzo had had a peek show. He'd seen Shui over his master, and heard that sound that was not unlike the one Hakkai was making right now...

“...turn over, bring your hips up, Kai-chan...” he heard Gojyo saying. “yes, like that...”

“Gojyo-san, take me hard...”

Sanzo had to grab his own groin as a sensation pulsed through his body. He was so hard it was painful. There was a pained hitching of Hakkai's breath, and a then long moan. It reverberated quietly in Sanzo's mind. Hakkai's voice became velvet and Sanzo could clearly hear him panting in time with the bed creaking.

Sanzo wore only his jeans and he needed to unfasten them to remain somewhat comfortable. Without consciously meaning too, the pulled himself out and held his cock in his hand.

This is just too much. What the hell is wrong with me? What if someone notices and comes out...

The knowledge that he should never have come out here to begin with wasn't enough to overpower Sanzo's curiosity and desire.

The tempo was picking up within the room. He could hear Gojyo speaking to Hakkai but the whisper was low enough that he could barely pick up pieces of what was being said. Gojyo's voice had a soft quality to it, if Hakkai was velvet, Gojyo was more like suede.

“..beautiful...like it when I fuck you hard?”

“Yes,” he heard Hakkai say. “...more, Gojyo-san...”

Sanzo worked to imagine the scene on the other side of the door and matched the pulse of his hand to the rythim from inside.

Hakkai started chanting Gojyo's name, louder and longer and Sanzo found himself chanting it too. He had discovered something- the two weren't being as quiet as usual- probably figuring the monkey harder to wake than Sanzo was. Sanzo could hear him dreaming of meat buns next door.

“Gooojyooo, Gojyo, GOJYO, GOJYOOO!!” Hakkai was climaxing and he could hear Gojyo's groan under Hakkai's voice.

“come fore me, you get so tight when you come...”

Sanzo climaxed with him, to Hakkai's voice.It was like he was with Hakkai and it was so intense. He could see his demons in his mind's eye like he was in there with them and he knocked his head against the door.

Sanzo's eyes went wide. There was a moment of dead silence from within the room and then Hakkai's voice- in a more normal speaking tone said ,”Did you hear that?”

As quietly as he could, Sanzo scrambled up and bounded for his room. Hakkai caught the click of Sanzo's door just as he popped his head out Gojyo's room. He stared at the door for a moment, and smiled.

He turned to Gojyo, “Yeah, he was listening. Think we gave him a good show tonight?”

Gojyo laughed. He could see his cum was beginning to run down Hakkai's thigh and it made him want to sink back into his flesh. Gojyo chuckled impishly, “You were really good, Kai-chan, why don't you call my name like that every time?”

“Usually I'm holding back not to disturb Sanzo-sama.”

“Huh, for all the damn fuss he made, it serves him right.”

“You like it when I scream your name?”

Gojyo looked at Hakkai like he'd sprouted additional limbs, “Of coarse I do! Its what every man lives for.”

“Not me, I live to scream it.”

“You do? Want to go again?”

Hakkai ran one hand up his thigh to wipe at the mess coating his most intimate areas. Gojyo really had laid into him and he was going to be sore in the morning.

“I want the top this time,” he said. Gojyo was sitting by the edge of the bed and Hakkai straddled him, kneeling his knees on either side of Gojyo's hips and letting the kappa support him as he eased himself onto Gojyo's half erect shaft. Penetration was always easier the second time, but thrusting would hurt more. Hakkai liked it that way, -sometimes.

Gojyo's erection was replenishing, stretching inside Hakkai. He held the demon in his lap and kissed him.

“What do you think he was doing out there, that he knocked the door?”

Gojyo shrugged, his attention more on Hakkai's collar bone for the time being.

“My question is why he's behaving this way,” Gojyo said, “Why doesn't he just come out and fuck one of us?”

“I don't know, he is a priest...”

Gojyo suddenly bounced Hakkai and thrust up into him simultaneously. It forced his cock to go into him to the hilt and he loved it when Hakkai's eyes widened and he cried out.

“Yeah, but you wouldn't know it knowing him...”

Hakkai's head was thrown back and his fingers dug into Gojyo's shoulders. “That hurt,” he whimpered.

Gojyo's eyes had taken on that wanton look that was his greatest weapon of seduction. “Yeah, but you like it.”

Hakkai kissed him, “Hmmm,Yes, I do. But not too much more, I'm going to feel it in the morning.”

“When you do, just think of me...”

“Always.”

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Tired and sore, but happy that he could sleep in in the morning, Hakkai returned to his room. He dropped into the bed and curled his arms around his pillow- and smelled Sanzo.

What the hell?

Sanzo had been in his room? As a human, Hakkai would never have detected the scent, faint as it was. But it was there, a bare whisper of cigarettes and pheromones. Sanzo had no idea how his scent had changed in the last few days. It was very subtle, and Hakkai didn't know if the others had noticed, but the reminder of it was in Hakkai's bed.

Hakkai inhaled the priest. If he hadn't been so exhausted, and didn't still have the remainders of Gojyo seeping from his body, it might have been enough to goad Hakkai into paying Sanzo a visit.

Hakkai smiled, something was most definitely going down with Sanzo.