Kill You in the Morning

“Untie me right now, you stupid little monkey!” Sanzo yelled, fighting against the ties. “Do it and maybe I’ll give you a painless death!”
Goku fought against the instinct to untie Sanzo. He was used to obeying a yelling Sanzo, but it was different here – Sanzo couldn’t hit him or shoot at him when he was tied to a bed. Sanzo knew this, too – and it pissed him off to no end.
“Goku!” Sanzo yelled. “Untie me this instant or I’ll kill you!”
“You – you can’t kill me when you’re tied up like that!” Goku retorted bravely.
Sanzo fell silent, and Goku could sense an even deadlier anger brewing.
“Where…are Hakkai and Gojyo?” Sanzo asked quietly.
“Th- they’re gone. They said they were going to the bathhouse.”
Sanzo didn’t say anything.
“I’m not going to hurt you, Sanzo, I just want to try something else-”
“Something else!” Sanzo bellowed. “I’ll give you something else! Release me right now, Goku!” When Goku didn’t release him, Sanzo growled. “Goku! I demand that you release me right fucking now!”
“Don’t be mad, Sanzo,” Goku said, almost pleading. “I overheard Gojyo talking, and he said that-”
“I don’t care what that fucking idiot said!”
“-h-he said th-that…that tying someone up was really, really good. That it felt really, really nice and everything.”
“For you!” Sanzo thundered.
“No, for you, too!” Goku shouted back.
Sanzo was shocked for a few minutes that Goku had shouted back at him, which gave the younger man time to remove his jeans.
“Relax,” Goku said, sounding more confident now. “You know I won’t hurt you. Right?”
Sanzo said nothing, instead choosing to look up at the ceiling.
“Right. Okay. So…” Goku leaned over Sanzo and fumbled with the bedside table drawer, undoubtedly searching for something. Sanzo didn’t like to think about what it was the younger man was searching for.
“Got it!” Goku muttered, and Sanzo suddenly couldn’t see.
“What the hell!” he shouted, bucking up against the cloth, which only made it press harder against his face.
“Don’t worry, it’s only for surprise!” Goku said, in what was undoubtedly meant to be a soothing tone. Sanzo wasn’t soothed.
“This is surprise enough!” he shouted. “And don’t you even think of gagging me!”
Goku had to admit, he was tempted.
“Goku!”
“Of course not,zo! zo! That’s it, I promise!” Goku paused, savoring in the power he now had over Sanzo. Just a little. “For now, that is.”
“You little brat!” Sanzo shouted, pulling at the rope again.
But now Goku was completely sure of himself and his plans.
“Don’t worry, Sanzo! You’ll like this, I promise,” Goku told him, spreading some lubricant on his fingers. “Just relax, okay?”
“I’ll give you relax, you stupid- Goku!” Sanzo shouted, twitching. “You-!”
Goku paused his finger, which caused Sanzo to grit his teeth.
“Just tell me if I hurt you, okay?”
“You presumptuous little bastard…” Sanzo hissed. “I didn’t say stop!”
“Oh, right!” Goku responded, moving his finger in a little further. Goku then remembered that he was in charge now, not Sanzo. He moved his finger out a little and added another one. He moved them in and out hard and fast, turning them around inside.
“God damn it!” Sanzo yelled, spreading his legs more and moving against the fingers. Goku added a third finger. “You little bastard…!”
After a few minutes of this, Goku pulled back and slickened himself. He carefully leaned up, removing his fingers and placing a thumb over Sanzo’s right nipple. His other hand followed suit.
“You- what are you doing, Goku?!” Sanzo shouted.
“Shh,” Goku said, which only made Sanzo want to kill/fuck him more. Goku pressed inside Sanzo, rubbing the monk’s nipples and nipping at his neck as he did so.
“Shit!” Sanzo cried out as Goku slowly breached him. “Fuck- god- Goku- faster, stupid monkey-”
Goku ignored him, remembering the last, final part of the act. He nipped one more time at Sanzo’s neck and leaned up towards the man’s ear. This was going to take all the courage and confidence that Goku could muster.
“I- I’m-” Goku stuttered, blushing, and then remembered all the things that Sanzo had done to him, or that he had done to Sanzo, or that he was going to do to Sanzo. “I’m…I’m going to fuck you now, S-Sanzo. F-fuck you long a-and hard…”
Sanzo groaned as Goku tugged on his nipples, and Goku felt a little braver.
“I’m gonna pound you through the mattress…” he continued, licking at the earlobe. Sanzo muttered something and bucked against Goku, his erection brushed against Goku’s stomach. “Right through the mattress. Right through. Not gonna stop until you come…”
Shit. Goku was running out of stuff to say. Shit!
Goku pulled up and away from Sanzo, puling the older man’s legs up and over his shoulders. Goku began to stroke Sanzo with one hand, while the other went back and forth between nipples.
By now Goku was pretty close, but he’d feel really bad if he came and Sanzo didn’t. He wanted Sanzo to come first.
“I…I bet you’re really close right now, Sanzo,” Goku continued, trying his best to make it up on the spot. “Come on. Come for me, Sanzo…”
Goku leaned down and kissed Sanzo on the mouth, sticking his tongue in short jabs. Sanzo finally gave a loud shout and came in spurts, spraying both their chests.
Goku began to thrust harder, more violently against the contractions of Sanzo’s muscle. He screamed his master’s name, filling the man below him as he gave his final thrusts.
Panting, Goku reached up and managed to release Sanzo’s wrists before collapsing onto the man.
“You…bastard…” Sanzo panted, draping his arms over Goku’s sweaty back. “If I…wasn’t…so tired, I’d…kill you…”
Goku could only pant along and nuzzle lazily against Sanzo.
“Where did you…learn this, anyway?” Sanzo panted.
“Watching Gojyo…and…Hakkai…” Goku answered, eyes drooping.
“You fucking spied on Gojyo and Hakkai?” Sanzo shouted, but that must have used up his energy, for while his hands twitched across Goku’s back – perhaps longing for the feel of a gun or a paper fan – he didn’t so much as sit up.
“Nn. I’ll kill you in the morning,” Sanzo muttered, closing his eyes.
ELSEWHERE, IN A NEARLY EMPTY BATHHOUSE…
“Hey, Hakkai…where’d our lube go?”