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Warning: Yaoi, if you don't like it,
don't read it.

Notes: Hakkai's POV

Gentleman's
Agreement

By guanyin-kun

For the last four years we
have had a gentleman's agreement. We could share the bed as long as
the hand rule was observed... that being, hands were kept to
yourself.

This did not include
waking in one another's arms. Being held was acceptable. No one liked
being alone. No one.

When we stopped at inns, I
tried to make sure I was with Gojyo. I liked this arrangement best of
all the possible combinations. The only time he did not share the
bed, was when we all slept in one room.

I am such a hypocrite.

I smile in the inky
darkness. Gojyo was always so open about his body. He would walk
about the house wearing nothing, while I hurried to cover myself as
if it were a sin.

No matter the amount of
de-programming I do, there are vestiges left from the contamination
ingrained in me. Had I always been such a prude? It was getting
harder to remember anymore.

In many ways, I am envious
of the man I sleep next to. Unafraid to speak his mind, passionate in
everything he did. How I yearn to be like that.

At first I had always
avoided being near him when he would carelessly parade his nudity.
Even in sleep, he preferred this freedom. I, of course, cover myself
in as much as possible, weather permitting. The least is my tee-shirt
and undershorts.

Sighing, I roll onto my
side facing Gojyo, the best friend I could ask for. I concentrate on
the night sounds to relax and sleep. Even that is denied me.

I toss and turn, my mind
too full of images of Kanan. I always dream of her, or at least I
try. My thoughts are rarely far from her, except that I can never
keep the good times from fusing with that horrible night.

I groan softly. Another
sleepless night, with more endless driving on the morrow. Even
Hakuryuu mewls happily in his sleep. Sweet dreams, I hope.

Whisper soft, I become
aware of another sound. A sound I have not heard in over four years.
The ragged breathing of pleasure.

For once, I want to hide.
Involuntarily, I look down, gasping in awe. I knew his size, but I
have never seen it extended. I know he's asleep.

He is still asleep.
Please, tell me he's still asleep. I can't face him if he's not.

I had felt his regular
breathing rhythm earlier and now I was faced with waking him, or
watching this fascinating sight. I fight to keep my own excitement
from stirring my loins.

Over four years. I dream
of her touch, her smell, every day. But confronted with the sounds
and the muskiness of Gojyo's pheromones, I find they send signals to
me I thought long dead.

My undershorts are tight
as my arousal grows in size. My breathing too, starts coming in small
gasps, faster and faster. A small moan escapes my throat.

I loose my fettered
erection, shuddering as I do so. Oh, for a tender touch there.
Licking my lips, I hesitatingly touch the tip, finding it already
wet.

Electricity courses
through me as Gojyo brushes against me. I want to be touched so
badly. As Gojyo continues to caress himself, I want to see his
extended member. Curiosity I suppose.

With a boldness I didn't
feel, I draw the covers aside. There is just enough light to discern
Gojyo's member laying thick and dark upon his stomach.

My cheeks are hot in the
night air. I burn with a forbidden passion, while confusion colours
my soul. Closing my eyes does nothing to remove the image from my
mind.

"Hakkai..." I
jump, startled at the whispered sound of my own name emerging from
his generous lips. My throat goes dry. Has he awoken... no, he's
dreaming... of me.

I lean close to his ear.
"I'm here, Gojyo Do you want me to help?" My voice is
barely audible. Why had I asked?

I didn't expect him to
hear me, but he turned his head, closing the space between us,
kissing me tenderly.

Shocked by the action, I
feel like a rabbit looking for a warren to escape to. Finding no such
exit, I return the kiss, slipping my tongue into his mouth.

I ache. Over four long
years. So lonely. If I still had it within me, I would cry, but those
tears are long since dead.

He tastes of cigarettes
and stale beer , but I don't care. My chest heaves, as the pounding
inside becomes like the beating of some primeval drum.

I'm not sure who broke the
agreement first, him or me. All I am conscious of is the feel of
hands on skin. Disappearing into the darkness on the floor, my
clothes fly from my body until I too am naked.

I shouldn't be this
interested in a man. Sex never ruled my life, why now? What is it
about Gojyo that draws me to him?

Our bodies rub against one
another, fitting perfectly. Almost as if of one mind, we grasp each
other's need. I whimper, as Gojyo inhales sharply.

My hips buck with the
rough hand upon my penis. "Please, don't stop."

"Only if you promise
not to." He burrows into my neck licking up to my ear, adding
tiny nibbles along the way. I want him in my mouth again.

I catch his soft lower lip
in my teeth, pushing my tongue there into his warmness. Bringing
myself to please him more, I arouse his nipple with my thumb.

Pulling away from the
kiss, he withdraws slightly. "You want to do more than just
touch? Get really satisfied, you know?"

I look at him in
astonishment. Words fail me for one of the first times I can
remember.

"Gojyo, I'm not that
way." One of the evils they taught me that hasn't left yet. I
don't care if others do it, I just don't want to be labeled as such.

I am a hypocrite.

"Who said anything
about being one way or the other? I asked if you wanted to do
something to make you feel a whole lot better. Changing sexual
preferences isn't what I do. How long's it been? Three, four years?
Damn, by this time I'd have a serious case of blue balls. I'm
surprised you don't. But tell me you don't like this..."

Soaking his fingers in his
mouth momentarily, he drew them down under my scrotum, rubbing it
with his thumb as he entered a finger into my rectum.

I want to grab the
intrusion, pull it out, but he begins to slowly remove it on his own
accord. He repeats it several times. "Gojyo, nothing belongs up
there."

"Hmm. We'll see. I
don't want to hurt you." He still probes me with long even
strokes.

"I haven't said 'yes'
yet." What have I gotten myself into? Do I want it to stop? Now
is the time to do it, before it gets out of hand. He's right, it does
feel good. I sigh in ecstasy.

The pressure in my rear
feels a marked increase. While I have been distracted thinking it
over, he slipped a second finger in. Deeper too.

"You also haven't
said 'no'. I can read your body, Hakkai. You want this so bad it
hurts. You're just afraid you'll like it." His voice is teasing.

Kanan forgive me.

"Yes, I want it,
Gojyo. Please. Help me with this pain."

I love you Kanan. I
don't deserve this, but Gojyo knows, he understands. I'm sorry.

"Stay right there.
I'll be right back. Something we need." As his warmth
dissipates, I begin to miss it already. He smells, well, right
somehow. It's not truly on a conscious level... just something I
notice when I'm that close to his heat. Kanan had a similar odour
about her. Is it due only to those genetic markers that I am drawn to
him, or is it something else?

Returning with a jar, he
has a broad smile on his face. I am afforded a better view of his
phallus. I kiss the very tip. I've seen less predatory looks on wild
animals than the one he gives me.

He lifts my face from his
thickened arousal.

"You don't get to do
that yet. It won't be long though." His fingers swirl through my
hair, outlining the back of my ear.

"Hakkai, you trust
me?" I interlace my hand with his.

"As much as I trust
anyone, more than most." I bring his hand to my face, kissing
it. "I still love her, Gojyo."

"I know. I'm not
asking for love right now Hakkai. You have a serious hurt and I want
to help. You also turn me on. Always have."

I'm dumbfounded. Love....
right now? Did he just say he wanted a relationship of a romantic
nature with me? But, he's.... and I'm...

I love you Kanan.

"Alright, just relax
and let me do the work." Gojyo's finger tips dipped into the
tub, withdrawing a generous amount of grease.

I watched in anticipation
as my hips gave a sharp jerk like a puppy jumping for a treat.

With an easy motion, he
covers his entire length with the gel. Moving my legs apart he kneels
between them, he teases my rim, then enters with a persistent force
using three of his fingers. I bite back a cry of pain.

Satisfied with his
ministrations, Gojyo positions himself above me. His thick heat
thrusts in slowly letting me adjust to him. I writhe in pleasure.

"Gojyo..." He
takes advantage of my mouth, ruling it as his own. I didn't know I
had an erogenous zone in there. I want it all the more. "Harder."

I wrap my legs around his
hips so that we are now inseparable.

"Hey, now. Didn't I
say I was doing all the work? Let go. You're so goddamn tight. So
sweet."

I want him in deeper. My
hardness between us, being massaged through our movements, brings
about a deep shuddering arch to my back.

From my raw, dry throat, I
cry out in a long needed release. Hot viscus juices spurt between us.

From deep within, Gojyo
throbs, deliciously against my prostrate, sending us both into
paroxysms of delirium.

Withdrawing his now
flaccid member, he begins licking my semen from my stomach. Repelled,
but curious, I want a taste.

I run Gojyo's fingers
through the remnants, placing them lovingly on my tongue. Sucking on
them makes me excited again.

I twitch a bit at the
slimy texture and salty taste. Gojyo is watching, a grin breaking out
as he sees my reaction.

"First taste of man
butter? Let me sweeten that for you." That long, pointed tongue
sweeps broadly up my abdominals and chest diving into my mouth.

Delectable. When shared
this way, it becomes like fine wine. My breath was shortening again.
Gojyo looked down in appreciation.

"Shit, man, you're
practically coming again." He too is stiffening up. "You
wanna take me?"

My breath catches in my
throat. "Yes."

I'm sorry Kanan, but I
need this.

"Your first time
anal?" My ears burn. "Don't worry, I'll walk you through
it. Take the slick and do your dick, then slick your fingers up and
ease 'em in my ass. Spread your fingers, after they're in as far as
they'll go. Aim your prick, and shove it in, slow. I think you know
the rest."

"Gojyo, that's
disgusting." I want it, but I can't bring myself to overcome the
brainwashing. "It's unsanitary."

"Fine, whatever. I'll
do it myself, then your 'dirty cock' can go up my 'dirty ass.' Happy?

"N-No, please, let me
do it. I think I need to do it. Just let me try." I've used lube
before, but not having to insert it. I can do this.

Gojyo has his rear facing
me, elevated. Lubing myself with the cool gel, I take the rest and
cautiously enter his anus.

Please forgive me.

Three fingers, all the way
in. His moan vibrates my fingers as I flex them. He takes my other
hand, placing it on his penis.

His velvet soft exterior
encourages me to do this. I want this. Closing my eyes, this time I
see Gojyo instead of Kanan. Inhaling sharply, I shake my head in
minor disbelief. When did he slip into my fantasies?

"You okay?" He's
always concerned about me, which brings a tenderness to my heart.
Someone cares, and I'm not alone.

"Yes, I'm fine..."
I'm going to be better than great. I feel a true smile cross my lips.
I grip tightly and start fondling his wonderful shaft.

"Ready any time you
are." He hisses in pleasure at my touch.

Emboldened by his words, I
slowly push past his rim, feeling only a slight discomfort as I
venture deeper.

Tighter than Kanan ever
was. I feel the flush of embarrassment and shame as I compare the
two. It's not fair to either of them, but I want them both. Since she
is denied me, I need turn to him. More quickly than I expect, I find
my myself buried within. "I want you, Gojyo."

"Pound me into the
goddamn bed." As if his permission spurred me on, my hips began
thrusting deeply, slapping our flesh together. This sound has me
rolling my head back in ecstasy.

Leaning over, I bite his
shoulder, nearly drawing blood. I want him to know how much this
means to me.

"Gods, Hakkai, I'm
coming." My own testicles are close to me, hot, wet and
quivering. He throbs repeatedly in my hand, the heat increasing as he
came to his climax.

Whilst within, Gojyo's
vocalizations of joy, wring from me my own completion, until I am
totally empty.

I ease myself out,
grabbing him around the waist. Pulling him close, I collapse on him.

"Mmm. That was
fantastic. I didn't know you were such an accomplished lover,
Hakkai." I want to curl into his warmth.

"Off the bed. There
are two very important things we must do Gojyo."

With a lecherous grin, he
moves toward me. "You sucking me off and me sucking you off?
That's two things..." His laugh is deep in his throat. My chest
is heaving again.

"Although fellatio
sounds wonderful, we have to wash up and change the linen. I refuse
to sleep in soiled bed-clothes." Standing with me, he leans into
my neck, kissing it. I let him hold on to me as I try to get my
orientation back.

"Easy there, stud.
You're not used to all this." He hugs me gently to his bronzed
body, stroking my sides. How long have I yearned for just such an
embrace? Is that why, when I occasionally awake in his muscled arms I
feel at peace? Simply because someone cares?

I twist in his grasp,
holding him like a second skin to me. Raging passion overwhelms my
senses, and I find it hard to breathe. I take his sensual mouth,
desperate for that taste again.

Surprised, but not
unhappily, Gojyo pulls me even deeper into him, almost as if he were
trying to make our two bodies one. I claw into his athletically firm
buttocks, leaving small trails of blood as my mark of passing.

"Now I know why you
fight the way you do. You're just so freakin' repressed, you'll do
anything to get rid of that anxiety. And I've just solved problem
two." He grabs a blanket after ripping the bedclothes off. He
pulls me with him as he crawls into the bed, covering us both.

"See, simple. As to
washing up, I have a feeling we're going to get dirtier, so it would
be a waste of time and energy. Energy better spent doing things like
this... " He dips beneath the covers, kissing my body as he
descends.

He grasps my sex and I
feel his warm, tickling breath on my tip. My hands stray down to his
silken locks, so like Kanan's. I try to pull him closer, but he has
his own agenda in mind.

More delicate than the
flickering of a snake tongue sensing its prey, Gojyo caressed my end,
rubbing the gland exposed there. Breathlessly, I whisper his name.

What flood gates has he
opened within me? Do I want something more from him, as he alluded
to? Can I give that to him?

I am such a hypocrite.

Her long, brown hair.

His luscious, red
locks.

Her full, sensual
mouth.

His warm, soft
tongue and throat.

Her tender skin.

His taut, strong
muscles.

Her sweet sex.

His erotic
forbiddeness.

Her absence.

His presence.

I want her.

I need him.

I am such a hypocrite.

His mouth gently sucks at
me, taking me deep into his mouth, titillating me all the way.

All conscious thought
stops as my body is wracked with spasms of pleasure. I throb
helplessly in his encompassing, sheathing throat. He pulls back
slightly as I fill his orifice with my seed so he can swallow
effectively.

I can no longer hold back
my thoughts. "Gojyo, I want...!"

Kanan, I'm sorry. I
love you, but I am weak and can no longer go forward alone.

I pull him to me, finding
droplets around his face from my expulsion. I lick them away as I
kiss him deeply.

Holding him intimately, I
whisper meaningless sounds to him. I want this to never end. I want
to be with him. "I want..." I want... Words refuse my beck
and call. My lexicon denies me access. What do I want?
Gojyo...

He raises his head lazily.
"Hmm?" Had I spoken aloud? Or is he truly attuned to me,
hearing my very thoughts?

"Go down on me,
Hakkai. Please." I feel like such an idiot. I don't know the
first thing about fellatio. Kanan didn't believe in it and I never
pressed the issue. I haven't even performed cunnilingus. Yet I have
read extensively on most sexual acts...more for knowledge's sake than
actual practice, although I did suggest and implement some a few
times.

I am eager for the new
experience. "Not until you wash first."

He sighs. "Damn mood
spoiler, aren't you. Fine. Have it your way." He wiggles his way
out from under the blanket, goes to where he left the last of his
beer. "Was saving this for the morning...but, no.. Hakkai
has to have everything sanitary..." He leans close nipping
playfully at my ear.

Over the towel, he uses
his shirt to wipe away the excess beer and soiling, as he pours the
remnants over himself. "Damn that's cold!" I laugh. "You
think that's so funny?" He rips away my protection, pouring the
last of it on me.

"No, I swear I don't
think it's funny!" I can't stop giggling. He pulls me off the
bed, throwing a towel over me and scoops me up. I still can't stop.
Hysteria? I don't know. I don't care at this point.

"So great sahib,
where are you taking your prize?" He affectionately bites my
side, tickling it. "No, please. You have to stop..." I
can't breathe anymore. I can't stop laughing.

He slings me over his
shoulder, while I kick feebly and ineffectually. I can hear him
humming tunelessly. "We're gonna get all cleaned up. Just like
you said."

"No, Gojyo..." I
cling to his neck. I can hear him chuckling in the back of his
throat.

"Good for the
goose...good for the gander." He exits the room and we make our
way down the hall to the bath. Passing Sanzo and Goku's room, there
is a sharp report..."Baka saru! They're fine. Now shut up and go
to sleep!! And I definitely don't want to talk about it either!"

"Love to be a fly on
the wall for that conversation." Gojyo is catching my case of
giggles.

"Put me down, Gojyo."
His grip is still firm. We're both laughing so hard, tears are
raining upon each other with abandon.

We come in front of an
open multi-shower. No privacy at all. Gojyo is undaunted. He turns on
the cold spigot. "Gojyo, this isn't fair..."

"No, it's not. But
it's funnier 'n hell" Whipping the towel from me, he holds me
under the cold spray.

After he sets me on my
feet, I pull him to me as cold water tries desperately to cool our
ardour. Immediately we both shrivel, but our passion is only fueled
by each other's nearness. Turning on the other spigot, he warms the
water, standing with his back against the wall. Kissing, we are once
again wrapped in one another's arms.

I want...

Gojyo. I want... him.

His member hardens between
us. Love, lust, self-loathing, yearning, loss, they all swirl within
me, making me giddy on their heady brew.

His strong, gentle fingers
push softly on my shoulders. "Suck me, Hakkai. Take me now."
He's gasping with desire.

"But what if someone
comes in. This is a public bath."

"So, they'll see two
really sexy guys having hot, horny sex. Who could resist that?"

I murmur in agreement as I
lick the droplets of water from his chest and sculpted abs. Teasing
his navel, I pet his sacs tenitively, eliciting a heavy groan from
him.

I search frantically
through my memory. Kama Sutra...sucking up the grapefruit... He would
enjoy that. I play at his scrotum, finally taking it completely
within my mouth. He twists his fingers in my hair.

"Do me now." He
pulls me from my position, making his needs directly known. I expose
his gland further, kissing the shiny, excited end.

Brooking no denial or
delay, his hips buck, shoving him further into my mouth unexpectedly.
I nearly choke on his length. Help from him is now an impossibility
as he has relegated his thoughts to absolute carnal satisfaction.

Finally managing to work
out the logistics, I take in his throbbing member. Amazingly, he
speaks. "Hum."

It is a command. "Hmmmff?"

"Yeah, do it just
like that." Shrugging slightly, I do as he asks. Feeling inept,
I manage to feel Gojyo's ejaculation start. Unexpectedly, I get a
small squirt of hot fluid down my throat, making me cough. Gojyo
pulls out, continuing the job with his hand.

"Let me do it,
please. I want to please you." He doesn't argue, he only wants
it to happen.

I rebuild his heat,
remembering that he pulled part-way out when I expended myself. With
great surges of seed, he fills my mouth, but I can't swallow fast
enough. It comes out, dribbling down my chin to my chest.

He pulls me to my feet,
kissing me intensely with his semen upon my tongue. "You're
wonderful." I meet those sensuous red eyes with my own green
ones. There is no flinching, no turning away. I hold him to me as
though a rare flower that would wilt in the light of dawn.

Is this man building more
than a temporary shelter in my heart, a solid building of love?

Kanan, forgive me for
moving forward. I need to go on.

"Gojyo." Can I
choke these words from my lips that have been still for so long.
"Gojyo, I... want your love, and what's more, I want to return
it."

What if he says no. God,
anything but that.

His words are almost too
soft to hear, my heartbeat is so loud. "I was hoping you would
say that."

My tears come unbidden.
Whether from gain or loss I can't tell. He keeps me close, letting me
loose the dam I had built for four years.

Kanan, you can move
forward. I love him now too.

~owari~
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