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The ties that bind
I wanted to write an AU or alternative ending for Saiyuki where something goes terribly wrong and makes the sanzo-ikkou become the new bad guys. So, as you’ll probably realize, this is not going to be your typical fic, bwahahahaha… Anyway, the characters might seem somewhat OOC, especially at first, but as the plot progresses things will slowly begin to make sense.
There is going to be yaoi. Lots of it. And no predetermined pairings but just one big potpourri of love and hate, and need and pain… So if you don’t like it, don’t read.
This first chapter is going to be a 598, but don’t worry, Sanzo will get his fair share soon enough… :D And in regards to character development, this chappy mainly centres on Goku and Goyjo. Howeeeever, future chapters will have their focus on other characters too, so give me a chance you Hakkai and Sanzo's fans!
That said, on with the DISCLAIMER: Saiyuki belongs to Kazuya Minekura.
And I must warn you, English is NOT my first language, so expect some mistakes, although I’m truly doing my best here. :)
"Bla bla" - Dialog.
// Bla bla // - Thoughts.
Now, enjoy!
THE TIES THAT BIND
Kougaiji had never feared death. Why should he if a living hell could be so much worse than any ethereal comparison?
He could still remember it. The blood, the pain, the corpses… The final battle should have ended everything, no matter who won or who lost; instead, it had merely been the unexpected beginning of something terribly worse… Even the revival of Gyumao would have been a more merciful outcome than this…
Ever since that fateful day the dethroned prince hadn’t been able to close his eyes without seeing the inhuman golden gaze that now plagued his nightmares... The cruel eyes of Seiten Taisen had been the last thing he had seen before darkness swallowed him. Although he had felt relief when he woke up, - relief for being alive -, it vanished as soon as he saw the massacre around him. He would have welcomed death then. Why was he spared when his people, his faithful soldiers, his youkai companions, were all dead…?
"Kou."
Slowly turning around he faced his oldest subordinate and friend. Although crippled, Dokugaku’s stance still was a warrior’s. He had fallen to his brother hands in the gates of Houtou Castle, and his leg had very nearly been cut off by the half breed’s jakujou. However, that had been a fair fight, an honorific defeat, since at the time madness hadn’t yet befallen...
"Kou, we are ready."
The prince grunted an affirmative and looked one last time to the fortress that had once been their home. His mother was still there, sleeping her eternal slumber, and so was his little sister; back then they hadn’t been able to rescue Lirin, so, if she was still alive, she had to be there somewhere imprisoned… And Kougaiji refused to give up hope.
Determined steps took him to his men and he made sure to nod back when he caught Yaone’s eye. The acolyte was anxiously waiting for his orders among another fifty or so youkai. Fifty two, actually. And the only surviving and strong enough monsters to be immune to the effects of the new minus wave. He wasn’t sure of what exactly the Sanzo-ikkou had done, but they had somehow used Nii’s own experiment to their advantage… Now, youkai everywhere weren’t being controlled by the bloodlust that had previously driven them to eat human flesh, instead, now they had completely lost their free will, irrationally swaying from apathetic to rabid violent in accordance to the suave magic ripples. And every time the Minus wave changed its frequency, Kougaiji felt a disturbing little twinkle inside him…
“Tonight is the night we have been waiting for.” Began Kougaiji in a firm tone. “Once the sun sets we will make our move. There’s a secret passage on the eastern wall, one that takes to the dungeons. But we will need a distraction…”
He turned to Dokugakugi, who waited a couple of steps behind him.
“You and your men will strike with a surprise attack the Western gate. That will provide us with the commotion we will need to infiltrate into the castle unnoticed...”
Then he addressed the acolyte.
“Meanwhile, Yaone, you and your team will search for Lirin. As you all know the fortress is infested by guards so be cautious and, if someone sees you, kill them before they alert anyone else. We can’t take any chances.” He paused, making sure that his point had got across. “Those with me will look for the sutras. Understand that finding these is of utmost importance: if we get them, we might have a chance against Sanzo and his team… The scriptures will most certainly be within the Ikkou’s personal chambers since Sanzo wouldn’t let them out of his sight...”
His eyes hardened.
“But, by all means, avoid any direct confrontation with the four of them. Don’t try to take them on by yourselves even if they are alone or appear unsuspecting… Otherwise, you’re dead.”
Taking a deep breath the prince steeled himself. He didn’t need to be reminded of all that was placed on stake here; he knew perfectly well that just one wrong move on their part would mean that everything would be lost. But he had already waited two long years for this very moment…
Failure simply was not an option.
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Pathetically, the day in which Sha Gojyo would have to admit that it had been a while since he had last gotten any, had nearly come...
In his defence, it wasn’t really his fault… Actually, if someone was to be blamed that someone should be Hakkai. If the former human hadn't once again isolated himself deep within Doctor Nii Jianyi’s former labs, Goyjo wouldn't be so desperate in the first place... And how he hated it when Hakkai did this. Every time he disappeared to do whatever he did down there, they wouldn’t see him for days, weeks even, and when he emerged back from those dark corridors and rooms crammed with machinery that the half-breed wouldn’t even dream of understanding, he seemed a little bit colder and a little bit more distant… However, the kappa had learned long ago to never get in his best friend’s way. An so, he let him be, but this didn’t change the fact that with Hakkai completely absorbed in his mysterious researches, Gojyo had been left to fend his own needs by himself…
Well, to tell the truth, that in itself shouldn’t have been a problem, after all, he could have easily lured any nice lady who would have happily remedied his situation, - Hakkai wouldn’t have cared less -. Regardless, sadly, that just wouldn’t have done… After tasting what his team-mates could offer, nothing else was ever good enough. No matter how voluminous the curves or warm the embrace, it just couldn’t compare to the wholeness only his companions filled him with…
Luckily for him, Sanzo had been particularly cranky as of late. Normally this wouldn’t be a good thing but, even though a moody Sanzo could be worse than the mother of hangovers, it could also have a brighter side… A cranky Sanzo usually meant an obstinately celibate Sanzo, which always translated into a horny Goku. And Gojyo was a good enough friend to lend a hand, or two, to a fellow team-mate in need… Ever since his first brush with sex, the monkey had become as enthusiastic about it as he was about other mundane pleasures such as food or fighting. And, well, if the droopy eyed bastard was too self-centred to fully full fill his charge’s needs, Gojyo would gladly cooperate. Why should the kappa let the monkey starve when he had plenty to share?
Taking a deep breath, Gojyo visibly relaxed as the calming and welcoming scent of clean fresh earth filled his nostrils. Revelling in it, he buried his nose in the thick mop of hair tickling his chin and held the slim body pressed against his closer. His sleeping partner sighed contently and, in return, subconsciously clutched the arm Gojyo had thrown over his chest tighter, ensuring the kappa wouldn’t leave the comfortable bed any time soon… Not that Gojyo had such intentions...
Even though the half-breed enjoyed every second of sex with Goku, basking in the afterglow of such strenuous activities was probably the moment he enjoyed the most, albeit he would rather die than admit something like that to the monkey. Realistically, considering the endurance and seemingly endless store of energy the boy showed in battle, it should have been no wonder that Goku would turn out to be such a satisfying bed mate, one that sometimes even Gojyo was unable to keep up with… Although, of course, that was another thing he would rather choose death over admitting to…
In this position, with the lean but muscular back of the heretic pressed so warmly against his broader, well defined chest, he could feel both their hearts beating softly. Sighing quietly, the water sprite contemplated the boy spooned against him... It was incredible how much Goku had changed over the years. It never failed to amaze him how the monkey had gradually evolved right before their eyes from the innocent little imp Sanzo had picked up, to become the most dangerous creature the half-breed had ever met. And, if Gojyo hadn’t been there every step of the way, he wouldn’t have believed that both were the same boy… Because this predator that fought with a blood-thirst that should have only been let loose when his limiter came off, just couldn’t be Goku. Because this shameless, sensual creature responsible for making Gojyo cry out in passion, surely couldn’t be the same boy he had shared the back of the jeep with for so long, throwing insults back and forth.
But he was, and even though Gojyo would do anything for him, - for any of his companions, really, even the shitty priest -, he sometimes found himself missing the stupid monkey and his refreshing naivety and natural good-will, which were now long gone. And so, when he held Goku’s wiry body tight against him, letting his soft snoring lull him into dreams, Gojyo could pretend that the golden eyes behind the closed lids still held innocence instead of an almost primal need tainted with a disturbing amount of madness… He could pretend that behind those closed lids the stupid chimp still awaited, instead of Seiten Taisen’s lurking shadow…
He should have heard the door creaking open, with his sharp senses he really should have, but what gave the newcomer away was his intense gaze: an unreadable gaze that never failed to make Gojyo shiver, no matter the circumstances. Careful of not disturbing the sleeping young man in his arms, the half-breed managed to sit up, resting his back against the headboard while still holding Goku close. Regardless, the heretic still sensed the change even while asleep and, instinctively searching Gojyo’s body warmth, shifted and turned around to burry his head in the redhead’s torso. The slight movement caused the sheets covering them from waist down to gently slide off, and so their naked bodies were bared to the silent visitor.
“We weren’t expecting you.” Acknowledged the water sprite with a slight nod and a smirk. “You know we would have waited for you if we had…”
“As if your libidos would allow such a thing...” Admonished Hakkai in his typical teacher like demeanour. “Luckily, it doesn’t get much to get both of you going at it again, does it?”
Gojyo couldn’t help chuckling while Hakkai finally moved towards the bed. As if to prove a point, the former human reached with one of his long, elegant hands and traced their sleeping companion’s back, making Goku shiver and subconsciously arch into the touch. The reaction made Hakkai smile, - one of those rare, genuine smiles that made Gojyo’s heart flutter -, and urged him to do it again, teasingly caressing the exposed flesh with his finger tips until bleary golden eyes slid open. Briefly, the shady gaze met crimson, but soon, Hakkai’s deep green stole it away.
Still smiling gently, the former teacher leaned down and captured unsuspecting lips with his own. Goku responded automatically and, as his arms warped around the healer’s neck, Hakkai made himself comfortable on top of the bed and its occupants. Discreetly, Gojyo scooted a little farther from the pair to get a better look at them and, soon enough, his satiated libido began stirring back to life… Taking full advantage of the heretic’s sleep-induced-passiveness, Hakkai proceeded to kiss him breathless while Gojyo, ever the voyeur, decided to enjoy the show while it lasted… And what a show it was…
Goku, even tough he still remained the shortest of them all, was wonderfully proportioned: all wiry muscles and lean limbs. And Hakkai… Well, Hakkai, in Gojyo’s eyes, was the living, breathing epitome of perfection. That’s why watching his team-mates together like this was unbelievably erotic. He loved the way in which the earth spirit’s bronze skin contrasted with his best friend’s marble flesh… And he knew his own tanned skin would complement theirs wonderfully…
Sleeping with Goku was completely different from doing it with Hakkai… But, physical differences aside, the emotions behind the act were what made such a difference. Either way, he had to admit that both were unquestionably the most demanding lovers the half-breed had ever had and, considering the redhead’s reputation, that was saying quite something... Even though dew to his height and weight advantage Gojyo got to top more often than not, he never was really the one in charge of the situation. Top or bottom, it didn’t really make such a difference, neither Hakkai nor Goku ever submitted, and Gojyo was perfectly aware of this little fact.
Sleeping with Hakkai had one simple rule: always do as he asked. As long as you complied, he would let you do whatever else you wanted. However, step over this boundary, even a little, and you would be lucky if you didn’t live to regret it. And, admittedly, few things scared Gojyo more than a pissed Hakkai... As for Goku, with his short height and boyish looks one could easily fool himself and begin goading in the seemingly superiority. However, when in the midst of passion his slim legs drew you close revealing the true strength they possessed and you lost yourself in those inhuman eyes, the illusion would be completely shattered. //I could crush you//. They seemed to say. //I could crush you without even trying//. And your climax would hit you just as harshly as the startling revelation that any moment, on a mere whim, he could indeed crush you like the cockroach he used to compare Gojyo to.
However, ironically, in that similarity also resided the main difference between both. Because, for all his strength, the heretic already had an owner to whom he submitted willingly, lovingly. One word from Sanzo and Goku wouldn’t only hand over said control, but also his life and everything he was to the corrupted priest without an ounce of hesitation. On the other hand, Hakkai answered to no-one but himself. And that didn’t make Gojyo afraid ‘of’ him but ‘for’ him, because Sanzo wouldn’t hesitate to kill any of them if he ever suspected treason within the ikkou… And, recently, Hakkai had been so secretive…
A soft moan brought Gojyo back from his dark mussing to much more immediate, pressing matters; mainly, the couple shamelessly rocking beside him. As expected, any previous submissiveness had all but banished as the grogginess did, and now Goku’s mouth was just as insistent against Hakkai’s. For his part, the former human had covered the younger man’s body with his own, and was forcefully grinding their hips together while the heretic’s legs, tightly warped around his partner’s hips, brought him impossibly closer. Suddenly, Goku broke the kiss with a forceful growl and his hands went straight to Hakkai’s zipper, their intent obvious…
That did it. Gojyo had waited long enough: although he loved watching, right now participating sounded much more appealing. So, while the monkey nearly tore their companion’s pants in his impatience, the half-breed moved behind Hakkai and reached for his shirt. After all, it was truly a pity that the former human always dressed so formally, so frustratingly demurely, since, in Gojyo’s expert opinion and knowing what hid under all those layers, allowing such a beautiful body to be enclosed should be penalized.
Together, they soon managed to get their overdressed team-mate into a more proper state considering their current activities, and, instead of clothes, kisses and licks began covering his bared skin.
Gojyo loved making Hakkai moan. He was absolutely in love with any pleasured sound that poured from the healer’s delicate mouth. One of those quiet, needy moans, and the half-breed would be hard as a rock. And so, playfully, he began pressing soft nips on the exposed shoulder blades, teasing the sharp bones with his tongue and leaving a wet trail down the sensitive spine. Meanwhile, he put his hands to good use, running them first over Goku’s flat stomach, then over Hakkai’s chest. When his fingers found a nipple, he pinched, hard, and his actions received not one, but two passionate moans. The former human had been thoroughly tending to Goku’s neck when the kappa did so, so, startled, Hakkai had painfully sunk his teeth into the bared throat. Had the healer been in full youkai form, his fangs wouldn’t have only broken skin but they would have pierced right through the jugular…
Crimson met gold over the soft hazel strands between them and Gojyo saw the heretic’s eyes cloud with pleasure when Hakkai carefully kissed the offended skin, licking away the warm drops of blood his fangs had shed. Teasingly, without loosing eye contact with his younger lover, Gojyo leaned down and trapped Hakkai’s earlobe, -the healer’s secret weak spot-, between his teeth, tugging gently. With careful, sensual strokes, the half-breed ran his tongue over the three limiters adorning their companion’s ear and then nipped at them, warningly, in a silent challenge… The mere thought made Goku shiver all over, delighted. However, Hakkai didn’t appreciate the connotations that his best friend had put into a gesture that he would otherwise whole fully enjoy and ceased his licking to hiss dangerously at Gojyo. Apologetic, the redhead kissed him, assuring him that he had merely been teasing… But the damage had been done, and the mental image that the kappa’s prodding had left them with went straight to their groins.
Taking Hakkai’s limiters off was a dangerous game. A dangerous game that they had only played a couple of times before. A dangerous game where Gojyo was only allowed to watch because intervening would get him killed… But the raw animal passion, the burning need, the unadulterated power that characterized such encounters was simply overwhelming. Because feeling the waves of sexual tension flowing out from what possibly were earth’s two strongest beings proved to be impossibly arousing...
“Get going already!” Growled the heretic, impatience clear as day in his voice, desperation running trough all his body to pour out of his lips.
And Gojyo couldn’t help smirking since, even after all this time and changes, it was still shamefully easy to tease the chimp.
“Patience, monkey. All good lovers learn to be patient…”
“My ass patience!” Hissed Goku angrily before turning to Hakkai in what definitely sounded like a much more pleading tone. “Hakkai, please…” The boy stressed his point by grinding his hips harshly against the healer, striving to make his need beyond plain obvious.
And Gojyo felt his best friend’s reassuring smile even if he couldn’t see it.
“If you insist, Goku.” Conceded Hakkai to then turn to look at the redhead behind him, extending his arm expectantly. “Gojyo…”
Said redhead rolled his eyes, - if only to get a rise out of the monkey -, and resignedly left Hakkai’s warm body long enough to look around the discarded sheets for what his best friend had asked for.
It was actually nice to be able to pick on the monkey. Things seemed so normal when he did. They seemed right, as they had been before everything began changing and how, in the end, the half-breed wished they still were. He knew it was foolish, but in times like this, when his team-mates acted so much like their old selves, he could easily pretend that everything was alright. Now, for instance, it was just a matter of ignoring that if they hadn’t been engaged in similar activities a mere hour ago and Goku’s sexual appetite hadn’t been partially satiated, Gojyo wouldn’t have dared to tease…
“Eh...” Muttered the half-breed to himself while scratching the back of his head looking every bit dumbfounded. Then: “… Dammit?”
“Hakkai!” Whined the young man quite childishly. “He’s doing it on purpose!”
“Like hell, you stupid monkey! If you weren’t so impatient we wouldn’t have lost it in the first place!”
“You damned kappa! Why don’t you…!” But Goku never got the chance to finish his tirade as it was suddenly interrupted by a loud moan courtesy of Hakkai’s hand tightly gripping his shaft. And Gojyo would have laughed, if not for the warning look Hakkai threw him… Tzch, how he missed the old, inoffensive “Mah, mah”s… Swearing quietly, the redhead left the bed and crouched, searching around the room for the damn thing.
Finally, beside one of the bed’s legs, he found the sneaky little tube. Understandably proud of himself, he jumped back onto the bed and kissed Hakkai’s lower back while opening the tube and gathering as much oil as he could into his palm before handing it to the former human, who, - and this never ceased to amaze Gojyo -, thanked him in his usual well-mannered, smiley way. How on earth did the man have the presence of mind to be polite in such a situation?! Unbelievable. But he wouldn’t be Hakkai if he wasn’t since, after all, what best characterized the former teacher was his impeccable self control. Gojyo still had to meet someone who had a better grip of himself than Hakkai did, but he doubted he ever would…
Another wanton moan from Goku made him realize that the former human had already begun preparing their “younger” lover, and so, not wanting to be left behind, the kappa put shoulders to the wheel. The gentle ministrations of his adept fingers earned him a quiet, amazingly guttural groan from deep within Hakkai’s throat, but still, - and although Gojyo tended to enjoy foreplay as much as the act itself -, he didn’t bother with further stimulation. There was no time for it, at least not at the pace the other two insisted on going… And so, once he knew the healer was sufficiently stretched, Gojyo leant forward to press most of his weight against his best friend’s back and then gradually sank in, burring himself inch by wonderful inch deep into the brunet’s body. A shudder ran down Hakkai’s spine and the half-breed did his best to stay still, waiting for their bodies to get used to the overwhelming sensations…
That’s when he felt intense golden eyes on him again, devouring him, and he forced himself to open his own to face them. He could have drowned in that passionate gaze… Sometimes, in times like this, Gojyo got the distressing feeling that both his lovers were actually waiting for him to get used to the intrusion, although it should have been the other way around… Right now he felt his suspicions were once again being confirmed when, after a levelled glance over his shoulder in which Hakkai checked on him, the former human pressed back against him to be able to rock forward harshly, sliding in one swift movement inside Goku. Predictably, the heretic cried out, - in pain, pleasure or a mixture of both, the kappa was never sure -, and, as Hakkai’s hips immediately jerked back to forcefully dive in again, the smaller brunet met him move for move, unhesitant. For his part, Gojyo could do nothing but let himself be swept, swept like a pebble by the current to the sea...
Soon enough, all conscious though completely abandoned him. Suddenly nothing else mattered: his conscience all but banished, his worries disappeared and his fears were just as promptly forgotten. Only a welcoming heat that managed to warm his whole body awaited him... And no matter what, never, anything, felt as inhumanly good as burring himself deep inside the tight heat of Hakkai’s body. To Gojyo, it was like returning home from a long and arduous journey, to finally fall into welcoming arms which promised that everything would finally be alright.
And so, he lost himself in the sensations, in the sounds, in the scents. His perceptive senses were feasting, desperately trying to take in everything at once lest they missed something. Deep groans and unrestrained moans filled his ears, urging him to keep going in an unintelligible command. Harder. Faster. Harsher. And even if he loved to hear Hakkai moan, he had always found unexpectedly challengingly to make Goku cry. This was another amusing little game they played, a competition of sorts, where, as hard as he tried, the monkey always lost. Secretly it was also an ego bust for Gojyo, who sometimes couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by the sheer power emanating from these two beings…
So, with undeterred determination born out of this new challenge, the half-breed buried his fists tightly onto the mattress, - one of his hands actually falling on top of one of Hakkai’s, which he clutched just as tightly, intertwining their fingers -, and doubled his pace. Compared to the two full youkai before him, Gojyo might have been a mere speck of dirt in their shoe-soles, however, the redhead would be damned the day he wasn’t able to rip a cry from the monkey’s throat.
The rhythm he set was a hard and steady one, and confidence flooded him upon realizing that both were letting him lead… That is, until he caught sight of Goku’s smirk.
//Arrogant brat!//
Revenge intent in his mind, he dipped his head to be able to lick that sensitive spot right behind Hakkai’s ear and, once his lover’s breath hitched, he whispered:
“… Don’t you want to hear him?...” Whether dew to his words or his careful ministrations, the healer moaned. Encouraged, Gojyo’s warm tongue caressed his skin once again before blowing gently, making the hairs on Hakkai’s nape stand on end. “I want to see him come first…” And he kissed that same spot, lips running sensuously down the bended neck and then back to his ear. “… Make him come, Hakkai. Make him cry…” A pause. “… Make him come for me… ”
And that must have opened a breach on the former human’s impeccable self control because, suddenly, he changed the angle of his thrusts and let Gojyo set a rough rhythm that rocked all three of them, making the solid bed beneath them creak… The water sprite didn’t have to wait long for his reward and, once the floodgates broke, the current was unstoppable… //That’ll teach him//. He thought smugly, hoping that the monkey’s throat became so hoarse that he wouldn’t be able to talk for days.
However, soon enough, Hakkai’s moans and Goyjo’s own deep groans joined Goku’s, and the noise was as intense as any physical touch, caressing their heated flesh as the deftest of lovers would... They moved in perfect sync, attuned, because after so long together they knew each other inside out. Because between them, words were no longer needed since the bond they shared allowed understanding on a deeper level… They seemed to sense what exactly the other needed or wanted: where to touch, where to lick, where to bite and where to kiss, to make each other hiss in pleasure. Synchronized they had won countless of battles, but now there was no enemy, no fight whatsoever, only trust.
As expected, somewhere in the middle of it all Gojyo felt Goku’s climax. The heretic’s desperate shudders made Hakkai’s body quiver in response and the soft vibrations made the kappa shiver pleasantly. But they didn’t slow down, and once again Gojyo was secretly grateful for the monkey’s unearthly stamina. Determined to be the last one standing, the half-breed leaned forward and began repeatedly hitting the healer’s prostrate, finding it like only long time lovers can. And soon, with a silent cry, Hakkai arched his back and came. Mere seconds latter, as strong muscles clenched around Gojyo, the half-breed also reached his peak…
…
Spent, but not wanting to crush his lovers, the kappa slid out of his best friend and flopped gracelessly on one side of the bed, trying to catch his breath. Once the half-breed had moved Goku lowered his legs, carefully untangling them from Hakkai’s hips and so allowing the former human to break their own union and lie down leaning his head on the boy’s stomach. Smiling softly, Hakkai licked the tiny salty drops smeared over his provisional pillow and that made the monkey chuckle tiredly.
They stayed like that for awhile, slumbering, comfortably warped around each other, sharing heat. Goku’s fingers had found their way to the healer’s hair and he was absentmindedly threading the soft strands, his eyes lost somewhere beyond the window in the far wall of the room. Curious, Gojyo followed his gaze… To see the sun was setting outside. Its dieing rays played over his friend’s suddenly solemn features and, right before his eyes, the boy seemed to age. The heretic’s eyes, which shined like liquid gold now that the fading light played directly upon them, unexpectedly reflected countless of lonely centuries spent in solitude...
"Goku." He called.
But since he really hadn’t had anything to say at all, when the monkey looked at him Goyjo merely sat up on the bed and leaned in to kiss his younger lover softly on the lips. He knew that it was an uncharacteristic tender gesture on his part and he could feel Hakkai’s own attentive eyes on them, studying them, however, right now he couldn’t care less… Rising his hands to Goku’s face, he tried to warm the suddenly cold skin he encountered as he deepened the kiss. His callused thumbs stroked the boy’s cheeks and his tongue began a gentle prodding, caressing its smaller counterpart languidly. And although the monkey stayed still, his lips moulded to Goyjo’s, uncertainly returning the tender kiss...
When they finally broke apart the half-breed rested his forehead against the golden coronet but, before he could say anything, Goku did:
"It’s getting kind of late." And Goyjo couldn’t help a small pang of guilt upon hearing how raw the boy’s voice indeed sounded. "I should get going. I haven’t seen Sanzo all day long and he might need something… I bet he hasn’t eaten anything since morning. Maybe I can get him to eat something or at least to have a walk, fresh air will do him good even if he doesn’t like it outside…"
As his ranting proceeded, Goku gently pushed the kappa aside and gestured for Hakkai to move, all the while avoiding eye contact with either of them for longer than necessary. Once free he stood up, stretched, and absently began looking for his discarded clothes.
"Now that I think about it, it’s been a while since he last left his chambers… The trees are kind of pretty now and he used to stroll on autumn mornings back when we lived at the temple… I think he enjoyed the colours or something…"
His team-mates watched quietly as their friend paused to put on his shirt. However, the earth spirit soon resumed his ramblings while he looked around the room distractedly, obviously searching for something.
"There." Interrupted Hakkai, gesturing to a pair of pants suspiciously hanging over the door of the big wooden wardrobe in the corner, probably the hasty result of the monkey and the kappa’s previous encounter…
Goku nodded his thanks and put them on while still talking. Soon, his previously discarded boots followed.
"Then I guess I better get going, you know how he gets when he spends too much time by himself. He gets even crankier, doesn’t he? At least it hasn’t rained for weeks now…"
"Monkey." This time it was Goyjo who interrupted him, stopping the young man mere centimetres from the door. "Don’t try too hard, ok?"
The heretic paused again and smiled reassuringly.
"Yeah, yeah, sure. See you, guys."
And as the door closed behind him, Gojyo felt sick in the stomach. That smile had been a ‘Hakkai-smile’… When had the chimp learned to smile when he didn’t feel up to it? When had he learned to hide himself behind a cheerful façade? Probably around the same time he began to enjoy making their enemies scream and realized their blood could quench his thirst better than even water…
Movement beside him distracted him form his thoughts and he turned to watch Hakkai settle comfortably against the pillows, warping the sheets and blanket around himself. Sighing resignedly, the redhead followed suit, and after he got under the covers he hugged Hakkai close to him. The healer let him, merely tucking his chin on Gojyo’s shoulder.
"Sanzo is killing him, you know." The redhead finally said, arms tightening around the former human’s torso. "Day by day, he dies a little more inside…"
Hakkai took his time answering but, when he did, his words managed what few had ever achieved before…
"No, Goyjo. He is letting Sanzo kill him."
… Sha Goyjo was left speechless.
Tbc…
Well… This was long. Very long. But it was fun. All in all writing this lemon was certainly amusing.
I know Gojyo and Goku are not your traditional couple, but they certainly make an amusing one, don’t you think? And if you add Hakkai to the mix then the entertainment is assured!
Well, what do you think, do you want me to continue this? Review, review!!!
There is going to be yaoi. Lots of it. And no predetermined pairings but just one big potpourri of love and hate, and need and pain… So if you don’t like it, don’t read.
This first chapter is going to be a 598, but don’t worry, Sanzo will get his fair share soon enough… :D And in regards to character development, this chappy mainly centres on Goku and Goyjo. Howeeeever, future chapters will have their focus on other characters too, so give me a chance you Hakkai and Sanzo's fans!
That said, on with the DISCLAIMER: Saiyuki belongs to Kazuya Minekura.
And I must warn you, English is NOT my first language, so expect some mistakes, although I’m truly doing my best here. :)
"Bla bla" - Dialog.
// Bla bla // - Thoughts.
Now, enjoy!
THE TIES THAT BIND
Kougaiji had never feared death. Why should he if a living hell could be so much worse than any ethereal comparison?
He could still remember it. The blood, the pain, the corpses… The final battle should have ended everything, no matter who won or who lost; instead, it had merely been the unexpected beginning of something terribly worse… Even the revival of Gyumao would have been a more merciful outcome than this…
Ever since that fateful day the dethroned prince hadn’t been able to close his eyes without seeing the inhuman golden gaze that now plagued his nightmares... The cruel eyes of Seiten Taisen had been the last thing he had seen before darkness swallowed him. Although he had felt relief when he woke up, - relief for being alive -, it vanished as soon as he saw the massacre around him. He would have welcomed death then. Why was he spared when his people, his faithful soldiers, his youkai companions, were all dead…?
"Kou."
Slowly turning around he faced his oldest subordinate and friend. Although crippled, Dokugaku’s stance still was a warrior’s. He had fallen to his brother hands in the gates of Houtou Castle, and his leg had very nearly been cut off by the half breed’s jakujou. However, that had been a fair fight, an honorific defeat, since at the time madness hadn’t yet befallen...
"Kou, we are ready."
The prince grunted an affirmative and looked one last time to the fortress that had once been their home. His mother was still there, sleeping her eternal slumber, and so was his little sister; back then they hadn’t been able to rescue Lirin, so, if she was still alive, she had to be there somewhere imprisoned… And Kougaiji refused to give up hope.
Determined steps took him to his men and he made sure to nod back when he caught Yaone’s eye. The acolyte was anxiously waiting for his orders among another fifty or so youkai. Fifty two, actually. And the only surviving and strong enough monsters to be immune to the effects of the new minus wave. He wasn’t sure of what exactly the Sanzo-ikkou had done, but they had somehow used Nii’s own experiment to their advantage… Now, youkai everywhere weren’t being controlled by the bloodlust that had previously driven them to eat human flesh, instead, now they had completely lost their free will, irrationally swaying from apathetic to rabid violent in accordance to the suave magic ripples. And every time the Minus wave changed its frequency, Kougaiji felt a disturbing little twinkle inside him…
“Tonight is the night we have been waiting for.” Began Kougaiji in a firm tone. “Once the sun sets we will make our move. There’s a secret passage on the eastern wall, one that takes to the dungeons. But we will need a distraction…”
He turned to Dokugakugi, who waited a couple of steps behind him.
“You and your men will strike with a surprise attack the Western gate. That will provide us with the commotion we will need to infiltrate into the castle unnoticed...”
Then he addressed the acolyte.
“Meanwhile, Yaone, you and your team will search for Lirin. As you all know the fortress is infested by guards so be cautious and, if someone sees you, kill them before they alert anyone else. We can’t take any chances.” He paused, making sure that his point had got across. “Those with me will look for the sutras. Understand that finding these is of utmost importance: if we get them, we might have a chance against Sanzo and his team… The scriptures will most certainly be within the Ikkou’s personal chambers since Sanzo wouldn’t let them out of his sight...”
His eyes hardened.
“But, by all means, avoid any direct confrontation with the four of them. Don’t try to take them on by yourselves even if they are alone or appear unsuspecting… Otherwise, you’re dead.”
Taking a deep breath the prince steeled himself. He didn’t need to be reminded of all that was placed on stake here; he knew perfectly well that just one wrong move on their part would mean that everything would be lost. But he had already waited two long years for this very moment…
Failure simply was not an option.
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Pathetically, the day in which Sha Gojyo would have to admit that it had been a while since he had last gotten any, had nearly come...
In his defence, it wasn’t really his fault… Actually, if someone was to be blamed that someone should be Hakkai. If the former human hadn't once again isolated himself deep within Doctor Nii Jianyi’s former labs, Goyjo wouldn't be so desperate in the first place... And how he hated it when Hakkai did this. Every time he disappeared to do whatever he did down there, they wouldn’t see him for days, weeks even, and when he emerged back from those dark corridors and rooms crammed with machinery that the half-breed wouldn’t even dream of understanding, he seemed a little bit colder and a little bit more distant… However, the kappa had learned long ago to never get in his best friend’s way. An so, he let him be, but this didn’t change the fact that with Hakkai completely absorbed in his mysterious researches, Gojyo had been left to fend his own needs by himself…
Well, to tell the truth, that in itself shouldn’t have been a problem, after all, he could have easily lured any nice lady who would have happily remedied his situation, - Hakkai wouldn’t have cared less -. Regardless, sadly, that just wouldn’t have done… After tasting what his team-mates could offer, nothing else was ever good enough. No matter how voluminous the curves or warm the embrace, it just couldn’t compare to the wholeness only his companions filled him with…
Luckily for him, Sanzo had been particularly cranky as of late. Normally this wouldn’t be a good thing but, even though a moody Sanzo could be worse than the mother of hangovers, it could also have a brighter side… A cranky Sanzo usually meant an obstinately celibate Sanzo, which always translated into a horny Goku. And Gojyo was a good enough friend to lend a hand, or two, to a fellow team-mate in need… Ever since his first brush with sex, the monkey had become as enthusiastic about it as he was about other mundane pleasures such as food or fighting. And, well, if the droopy eyed bastard was too self-centred to fully full fill his charge’s needs, Gojyo would gladly cooperate. Why should the kappa let the monkey starve when he had plenty to share?
Taking a deep breath, Gojyo visibly relaxed as the calming and welcoming scent of clean fresh earth filled his nostrils. Revelling in it, he buried his nose in the thick mop of hair tickling his chin and held the slim body pressed against his closer. His sleeping partner sighed contently and, in return, subconsciously clutched the arm Gojyo had thrown over his chest tighter, ensuring the kappa wouldn’t leave the comfortable bed any time soon… Not that Gojyo had such intentions...
Even though the half-breed enjoyed every second of sex with Goku, basking in the afterglow of such strenuous activities was probably the moment he enjoyed the most, albeit he would rather die than admit something like that to the monkey. Realistically, considering the endurance and seemingly endless store of energy the boy showed in battle, it should have been no wonder that Goku would turn out to be such a satisfying bed mate, one that sometimes even Gojyo was unable to keep up with… Although, of course, that was another thing he would rather choose death over admitting to…
In this position, with the lean but muscular back of the heretic pressed so warmly against his broader, well defined chest, he could feel both their hearts beating softly. Sighing quietly, the water sprite contemplated the boy spooned against him... It was incredible how much Goku had changed over the years. It never failed to amaze him how the monkey had gradually evolved right before their eyes from the innocent little imp Sanzo had picked up, to become the most dangerous creature the half-breed had ever met. And, if Gojyo hadn’t been there every step of the way, he wouldn’t have believed that both were the same boy… Because this predator that fought with a blood-thirst that should have only been let loose when his limiter came off, just couldn’t be Goku. Because this shameless, sensual creature responsible for making Gojyo cry out in passion, surely couldn’t be the same boy he had shared the back of the jeep with for so long, throwing insults back and forth.
But he was, and even though Gojyo would do anything for him, - for any of his companions, really, even the shitty priest -, he sometimes found himself missing the stupid monkey and his refreshing naivety and natural good-will, which were now long gone. And so, when he held Goku’s wiry body tight against him, letting his soft snoring lull him into dreams, Gojyo could pretend that the golden eyes behind the closed lids still held innocence instead of an almost primal need tainted with a disturbing amount of madness… He could pretend that behind those closed lids the stupid chimp still awaited, instead of Seiten Taisen’s lurking shadow…
He should have heard the door creaking open, with his sharp senses he really should have, but what gave the newcomer away was his intense gaze: an unreadable gaze that never failed to make Gojyo shiver, no matter the circumstances. Careful of not disturbing the sleeping young man in his arms, the half-breed managed to sit up, resting his back against the headboard while still holding Goku close. Regardless, the heretic still sensed the change even while asleep and, instinctively searching Gojyo’s body warmth, shifted and turned around to burry his head in the redhead’s torso. The slight movement caused the sheets covering them from waist down to gently slide off, and so their naked bodies were bared to the silent visitor.
“We weren’t expecting you.” Acknowledged the water sprite with a slight nod and a smirk. “You know we would have waited for you if we had…”
“As if your libidos would allow such a thing...” Admonished Hakkai in his typical teacher like demeanour. “Luckily, it doesn’t get much to get both of you going at it again, does it?”
Gojyo couldn’t help chuckling while Hakkai finally moved towards the bed. As if to prove a point, the former human reached with one of his long, elegant hands and traced their sleeping companion’s back, making Goku shiver and subconsciously arch into the touch. The reaction made Hakkai smile, - one of those rare, genuine smiles that made Gojyo’s heart flutter -, and urged him to do it again, teasingly caressing the exposed flesh with his finger tips until bleary golden eyes slid open. Briefly, the shady gaze met crimson, but soon, Hakkai’s deep green stole it away.
Still smiling gently, the former teacher leaned down and captured unsuspecting lips with his own. Goku responded automatically and, as his arms warped around the healer’s neck, Hakkai made himself comfortable on top of the bed and its occupants. Discreetly, Gojyo scooted a little farther from the pair to get a better look at them and, soon enough, his satiated libido began stirring back to life… Taking full advantage of the heretic’s sleep-induced-passiveness, Hakkai proceeded to kiss him breathless while Gojyo, ever the voyeur, decided to enjoy the show while it lasted… And what a show it was…
Goku, even tough he still remained the shortest of them all, was wonderfully proportioned: all wiry muscles and lean limbs. And Hakkai… Well, Hakkai, in Gojyo’s eyes, was the living, breathing epitome of perfection. That’s why watching his team-mates together like this was unbelievably erotic. He loved the way in which the earth spirit’s bronze skin contrasted with his best friend’s marble flesh… And he knew his own tanned skin would complement theirs wonderfully…
Sleeping with Goku was completely different from doing it with Hakkai… But, physical differences aside, the emotions behind the act were what made such a difference. Either way, he had to admit that both were unquestionably the most demanding lovers the half-breed had ever had and, considering the redhead’s reputation, that was saying quite something... Even though dew to his height and weight advantage Gojyo got to top more often than not, he never was really the one in charge of the situation. Top or bottom, it didn’t really make such a difference, neither Hakkai nor Goku ever submitted, and Gojyo was perfectly aware of this little fact.
Sleeping with Hakkai had one simple rule: always do as he asked. As long as you complied, he would let you do whatever else you wanted. However, step over this boundary, even a little, and you would be lucky if you didn’t live to regret it. And, admittedly, few things scared Gojyo more than a pissed Hakkai... As for Goku, with his short height and boyish looks one could easily fool himself and begin goading in the seemingly superiority. However, when in the midst of passion his slim legs drew you close revealing the true strength they possessed and you lost yourself in those inhuman eyes, the illusion would be completely shattered. //I could crush you//. They seemed to say. //I could crush you without even trying//. And your climax would hit you just as harshly as the startling revelation that any moment, on a mere whim, he could indeed crush you like the cockroach he used to compare Gojyo to.
However, ironically, in that similarity also resided the main difference between both. Because, for all his strength, the heretic already had an owner to whom he submitted willingly, lovingly. One word from Sanzo and Goku wouldn’t only hand over said control, but also his life and everything he was to the corrupted priest without an ounce of hesitation. On the other hand, Hakkai answered to no-one but himself. And that didn’t make Gojyo afraid ‘of’ him but ‘for’ him, because Sanzo wouldn’t hesitate to kill any of them if he ever suspected treason within the ikkou… And, recently, Hakkai had been so secretive…
A soft moan brought Gojyo back from his dark mussing to much more immediate, pressing matters; mainly, the couple shamelessly rocking beside him. As expected, any previous submissiveness had all but banished as the grogginess did, and now Goku’s mouth was just as insistent against Hakkai’s. For his part, the former human had covered the younger man’s body with his own, and was forcefully grinding their hips together while the heretic’s legs, tightly warped around his partner’s hips, brought him impossibly closer. Suddenly, Goku broke the kiss with a forceful growl and his hands went straight to Hakkai’s zipper, their intent obvious…
That did it. Gojyo had waited long enough: although he loved watching, right now participating sounded much more appealing. So, while the monkey nearly tore their companion’s pants in his impatience, the half-breed moved behind Hakkai and reached for his shirt. After all, it was truly a pity that the former human always dressed so formally, so frustratingly demurely, since, in Gojyo’s expert opinion and knowing what hid under all those layers, allowing such a beautiful body to be enclosed should be penalized.
Together, they soon managed to get their overdressed team-mate into a more proper state considering their current activities, and, instead of clothes, kisses and licks began covering his bared skin.
Gojyo loved making Hakkai moan. He was absolutely in love with any pleasured sound that poured from the healer’s delicate mouth. One of those quiet, needy moans, and the half-breed would be hard as a rock. And so, playfully, he began pressing soft nips on the exposed shoulder blades, teasing the sharp bones with his tongue and leaving a wet trail down the sensitive spine. Meanwhile, he put his hands to good use, running them first over Goku’s flat stomach, then over Hakkai’s chest. When his fingers found a nipple, he pinched, hard, and his actions received not one, but two passionate moans. The former human had been thoroughly tending to Goku’s neck when the kappa did so, so, startled, Hakkai had painfully sunk his teeth into the bared throat. Had the healer been in full youkai form, his fangs wouldn’t have only broken skin but they would have pierced right through the jugular…
Crimson met gold over the soft hazel strands between them and Gojyo saw the heretic’s eyes cloud with pleasure when Hakkai carefully kissed the offended skin, licking away the warm drops of blood his fangs had shed. Teasingly, without loosing eye contact with his younger lover, Gojyo leaned down and trapped Hakkai’s earlobe, -the healer’s secret weak spot-, between his teeth, tugging gently. With careful, sensual strokes, the half-breed ran his tongue over the three limiters adorning their companion’s ear and then nipped at them, warningly, in a silent challenge… The mere thought made Goku shiver all over, delighted. However, Hakkai didn’t appreciate the connotations that his best friend had put into a gesture that he would otherwise whole fully enjoy and ceased his licking to hiss dangerously at Gojyo. Apologetic, the redhead kissed him, assuring him that he had merely been teasing… But the damage had been done, and the mental image that the kappa’s prodding had left them with went straight to their groins.
Taking Hakkai’s limiters off was a dangerous game. A dangerous game that they had only played a couple of times before. A dangerous game where Gojyo was only allowed to watch because intervening would get him killed… But the raw animal passion, the burning need, the unadulterated power that characterized such encounters was simply overwhelming. Because feeling the waves of sexual tension flowing out from what possibly were earth’s two strongest beings proved to be impossibly arousing...
“Get going already!” Growled the heretic, impatience clear as day in his voice, desperation running trough all his body to pour out of his lips.
And Gojyo couldn’t help smirking since, even after all this time and changes, it was still shamefully easy to tease the chimp.
“Patience, monkey. All good lovers learn to be patient…”
“My ass patience!” Hissed Goku angrily before turning to Hakkai in what definitely sounded like a much more pleading tone. “Hakkai, please…” The boy stressed his point by grinding his hips harshly against the healer, striving to make his need beyond plain obvious.
And Gojyo felt his best friend’s reassuring smile even if he couldn’t see it.
“If you insist, Goku.” Conceded Hakkai to then turn to look at the redhead behind him, extending his arm expectantly. “Gojyo…”
Said redhead rolled his eyes, - if only to get a rise out of the monkey -, and resignedly left Hakkai’s warm body long enough to look around the discarded sheets for what his best friend had asked for.
It was actually nice to be able to pick on the monkey. Things seemed so normal when he did. They seemed right, as they had been before everything began changing and how, in the end, the half-breed wished they still were. He knew it was foolish, but in times like this, when his team-mates acted so much like their old selves, he could easily pretend that everything was alright. Now, for instance, it was just a matter of ignoring that if they hadn’t been engaged in similar activities a mere hour ago and Goku’s sexual appetite hadn’t been partially satiated, Gojyo wouldn’t have dared to tease…
“Eh...” Muttered the half-breed to himself while scratching the back of his head looking every bit dumbfounded. Then: “… Dammit?”
“Hakkai!” Whined the young man quite childishly. “He’s doing it on purpose!”
“Like hell, you stupid monkey! If you weren’t so impatient we wouldn’t have lost it in the first place!”
“You damned kappa! Why don’t you…!” But Goku never got the chance to finish his tirade as it was suddenly interrupted by a loud moan courtesy of Hakkai’s hand tightly gripping his shaft. And Gojyo would have laughed, if not for the warning look Hakkai threw him… Tzch, how he missed the old, inoffensive “Mah, mah”s… Swearing quietly, the redhead left the bed and crouched, searching around the room for the damn thing.
Finally, beside one of the bed’s legs, he found the sneaky little tube. Understandably proud of himself, he jumped back onto the bed and kissed Hakkai’s lower back while opening the tube and gathering as much oil as he could into his palm before handing it to the former human, who, - and this never ceased to amaze Gojyo -, thanked him in his usual well-mannered, smiley way. How on earth did the man have the presence of mind to be polite in such a situation?! Unbelievable. But he wouldn’t be Hakkai if he wasn’t since, after all, what best characterized the former teacher was his impeccable self control. Gojyo still had to meet someone who had a better grip of himself than Hakkai did, but he doubted he ever would…
Another wanton moan from Goku made him realize that the former human had already begun preparing their “younger” lover, and so, not wanting to be left behind, the kappa put shoulders to the wheel. The gentle ministrations of his adept fingers earned him a quiet, amazingly guttural groan from deep within Hakkai’s throat, but still, - and although Gojyo tended to enjoy foreplay as much as the act itself -, he didn’t bother with further stimulation. There was no time for it, at least not at the pace the other two insisted on going… And so, once he knew the healer was sufficiently stretched, Gojyo leant forward to press most of his weight against his best friend’s back and then gradually sank in, burring himself inch by wonderful inch deep into the brunet’s body. A shudder ran down Hakkai’s spine and the half-breed did his best to stay still, waiting for their bodies to get used to the overwhelming sensations…
That’s when he felt intense golden eyes on him again, devouring him, and he forced himself to open his own to face them. He could have drowned in that passionate gaze… Sometimes, in times like this, Gojyo got the distressing feeling that both his lovers were actually waiting for him to get used to the intrusion, although it should have been the other way around… Right now he felt his suspicions were once again being confirmed when, after a levelled glance over his shoulder in which Hakkai checked on him, the former human pressed back against him to be able to rock forward harshly, sliding in one swift movement inside Goku. Predictably, the heretic cried out, - in pain, pleasure or a mixture of both, the kappa was never sure -, and, as Hakkai’s hips immediately jerked back to forcefully dive in again, the smaller brunet met him move for move, unhesitant. For his part, Gojyo could do nothing but let himself be swept, swept like a pebble by the current to the sea...
Soon enough, all conscious though completely abandoned him. Suddenly nothing else mattered: his conscience all but banished, his worries disappeared and his fears were just as promptly forgotten. Only a welcoming heat that managed to warm his whole body awaited him... And no matter what, never, anything, felt as inhumanly good as burring himself deep inside the tight heat of Hakkai’s body. To Gojyo, it was like returning home from a long and arduous journey, to finally fall into welcoming arms which promised that everything would finally be alright.
And so, he lost himself in the sensations, in the sounds, in the scents. His perceptive senses were feasting, desperately trying to take in everything at once lest they missed something. Deep groans and unrestrained moans filled his ears, urging him to keep going in an unintelligible command. Harder. Faster. Harsher. And even if he loved to hear Hakkai moan, he had always found unexpectedly challengingly to make Goku cry. This was another amusing little game they played, a competition of sorts, where, as hard as he tried, the monkey always lost. Secretly it was also an ego bust for Gojyo, who sometimes couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by the sheer power emanating from these two beings…
So, with undeterred determination born out of this new challenge, the half-breed buried his fists tightly onto the mattress, - one of his hands actually falling on top of one of Hakkai’s, which he clutched just as tightly, intertwining their fingers -, and doubled his pace. Compared to the two full youkai before him, Gojyo might have been a mere speck of dirt in their shoe-soles, however, the redhead would be damned the day he wasn’t able to rip a cry from the monkey’s throat.
The rhythm he set was a hard and steady one, and confidence flooded him upon realizing that both were letting him lead… That is, until he caught sight of Goku’s smirk.
//Arrogant brat!//
Revenge intent in his mind, he dipped his head to be able to lick that sensitive spot right behind Hakkai’s ear and, once his lover’s breath hitched, he whispered:
“… Don’t you want to hear him?...” Whether dew to his words or his careful ministrations, the healer moaned. Encouraged, Gojyo’s warm tongue caressed his skin once again before blowing gently, making the hairs on Hakkai’s nape stand on end. “I want to see him come first…” And he kissed that same spot, lips running sensuously down the bended neck and then back to his ear. “… Make him come, Hakkai. Make him cry…” A pause. “… Make him come for me… ”
And that must have opened a breach on the former human’s impeccable self control because, suddenly, he changed the angle of his thrusts and let Gojyo set a rough rhythm that rocked all three of them, making the solid bed beneath them creak… The water sprite didn’t have to wait long for his reward and, once the floodgates broke, the current was unstoppable… //That’ll teach him//. He thought smugly, hoping that the monkey’s throat became so hoarse that he wouldn’t be able to talk for days.
However, soon enough, Hakkai’s moans and Goyjo’s own deep groans joined Goku’s, and the noise was as intense as any physical touch, caressing their heated flesh as the deftest of lovers would... They moved in perfect sync, attuned, because after so long together they knew each other inside out. Because between them, words were no longer needed since the bond they shared allowed understanding on a deeper level… They seemed to sense what exactly the other needed or wanted: where to touch, where to lick, where to bite and where to kiss, to make each other hiss in pleasure. Synchronized they had won countless of battles, but now there was no enemy, no fight whatsoever, only trust.
As expected, somewhere in the middle of it all Gojyo felt Goku’s climax. The heretic’s desperate shudders made Hakkai’s body quiver in response and the soft vibrations made the kappa shiver pleasantly. But they didn’t slow down, and once again Gojyo was secretly grateful for the monkey’s unearthly stamina. Determined to be the last one standing, the half-breed leaned forward and began repeatedly hitting the healer’s prostrate, finding it like only long time lovers can. And soon, with a silent cry, Hakkai arched his back and came. Mere seconds latter, as strong muscles clenched around Gojyo, the half-breed also reached his peak…
…
Spent, but not wanting to crush his lovers, the kappa slid out of his best friend and flopped gracelessly on one side of the bed, trying to catch his breath. Once the half-breed had moved Goku lowered his legs, carefully untangling them from Hakkai’s hips and so allowing the former human to break their own union and lie down leaning his head on the boy’s stomach. Smiling softly, Hakkai licked the tiny salty drops smeared over his provisional pillow and that made the monkey chuckle tiredly.
They stayed like that for awhile, slumbering, comfortably warped around each other, sharing heat. Goku’s fingers had found their way to the healer’s hair and he was absentmindedly threading the soft strands, his eyes lost somewhere beyond the window in the far wall of the room. Curious, Gojyo followed his gaze… To see the sun was setting outside. Its dieing rays played over his friend’s suddenly solemn features and, right before his eyes, the boy seemed to age. The heretic’s eyes, which shined like liquid gold now that the fading light played directly upon them, unexpectedly reflected countless of lonely centuries spent in solitude...
"Goku." He called.
But since he really hadn’t had anything to say at all, when the monkey looked at him Goyjo merely sat up on the bed and leaned in to kiss his younger lover softly on the lips. He knew that it was an uncharacteristic tender gesture on his part and he could feel Hakkai’s own attentive eyes on them, studying them, however, right now he couldn’t care less… Rising his hands to Goku’s face, he tried to warm the suddenly cold skin he encountered as he deepened the kiss. His callused thumbs stroked the boy’s cheeks and his tongue began a gentle prodding, caressing its smaller counterpart languidly. And although the monkey stayed still, his lips moulded to Goyjo’s, uncertainly returning the tender kiss...
When they finally broke apart the half-breed rested his forehead against the golden coronet but, before he could say anything, Goku did:
"It’s getting kind of late." And Goyjo couldn’t help a small pang of guilt upon hearing how raw the boy’s voice indeed sounded. "I should get going. I haven’t seen Sanzo all day long and he might need something… I bet he hasn’t eaten anything since morning. Maybe I can get him to eat something or at least to have a walk, fresh air will do him good even if he doesn’t like it outside…"
As his ranting proceeded, Goku gently pushed the kappa aside and gestured for Hakkai to move, all the while avoiding eye contact with either of them for longer than necessary. Once free he stood up, stretched, and absently began looking for his discarded clothes.
"Now that I think about it, it’s been a while since he last left his chambers… The trees are kind of pretty now and he used to stroll on autumn mornings back when we lived at the temple… I think he enjoyed the colours or something…"
His team-mates watched quietly as their friend paused to put on his shirt. However, the earth spirit soon resumed his ramblings while he looked around the room distractedly, obviously searching for something.
"There." Interrupted Hakkai, gesturing to a pair of pants suspiciously hanging over the door of the big wooden wardrobe in the corner, probably the hasty result of the monkey and the kappa’s previous encounter…
Goku nodded his thanks and put them on while still talking. Soon, his previously discarded boots followed.
"Then I guess I better get going, you know how he gets when he spends too much time by himself. He gets even crankier, doesn’t he? At least it hasn’t rained for weeks now…"
"Monkey." This time it was Goyjo who interrupted him, stopping the young man mere centimetres from the door. "Don’t try too hard, ok?"
The heretic paused again and smiled reassuringly.
"Yeah, yeah, sure. See you, guys."
And as the door closed behind him, Gojyo felt sick in the stomach. That smile had been a ‘Hakkai-smile’… When had the chimp learned to smile when he didn’t feel up to it? When had he learned to hide himself behind a cheerful façade? Probably around the same time he began to enjoy making their enemies scream and realized their blood could quench his thirst better than even water…
Movement beside him distracted him form his thoughts and he turned to watch Hakkai settle comfortably against the pillows, warping the sheets and blanket around himself. Sighing resignedly, the redhead followed suit, and after he got under the covers he hugged Hakkai close to him. The healer let him, merely tucking his chin on Gojyo’s shoulder.
"Sanzo is killing him, you know." The redhead finally said, arms tightening around the former human’s torso. "Day by day, he dies a little more inside…"
Hakkai took his time answering but, when he did, his words managed what few had ever achieved before…
"No, Goyjo. He is letting Sanzo kill him."
… Sha Goyjo was left speechless.
Tbc…
Well… This was long. Very long. But it was fun. All in all writing this lemon was certainly amusing.
I know Gojyo and Goku are not your traditional couple, but they certainly make an amusing one, don’t you think? And if you add Hakkai to the mix then the entertainment is assured!
Well, what do you think, do you want me to continue this? Review, review!!!