One Shot Smut

Hakkai shifted uncomfortably at the dinner table, trying very hard not to glare at the shrill female laughter from the other side. Gojyo had brought the poker game to the house tonight, inviting a few mutual friends... and their 'friends'. Everything had been fine at first, until two or three of the 'friends' started flirting heavily with Gojyo. He didn't like that. He couldn't begin to explain why, but he didn't. There was something about their high pitched giggles and their skirts that flashed more thong than it covered that just set him on edge. For the first time in his life, he truly felt like slapping a woman.

"So... is it just me or, is it really hot in here?" the blonde on the left purred, pressing breasts that were bursting free of a top at least four sizes too small up against Gojyo's shoulders. Hakkai threw his chips on the table and called. What a completely brainless pick-up line! He knew Tongpu was glancing at him, curious as to what was bothering him. Was it really that obvious? He forced a smile that seemed to relieve the other man, who grinned at the black haired woman rubbing his shoulders. It didn't bother him when the women flirted with the other men. Just Gojyo was off limits in his mind. And why was that? He'd always been protective of Gojyo, just... well... not this protective.

"Yeah, it's pretty warm," Gojyo replied, giving her a sly grin. "Not burning hot though, y'know?"

God, he was going to puke any minute. Hakkai chugged back the rest of his beer, setting the glass bottle down hard on the table. It was ridiculous of him to be jealous! But why was he jealous? It wasn't because the women gravitated to Gojyo, as was usual. Gojyo exuded sex with every breath he took. It wasn't uncommon when they were out that the red-head would get all the females, while Hakkai sat back and smiled. It was better that way, in his book. He certainly didn't find any of the cheaply made up females attractive. So why was he jealous? He wasn't attracted to men. So, it couldn't be that...

But as he continued to glare, Hakkai realized two things; one, he wanted to shove the tart licking Gojyo's ear right out the door. And two, he wondered how it would feel to do just that to the red-head himself. He'd seen Gojyo with women before when they'd gone out together. He'd watched from his bar stool as Gojyo would work three, sometimes even four, women at once without one of them getting jealous. The only one experiencing that, he realized, was him. This jealousy wasn't new. It had been festering for a long time, but tonight it was near to breaking. Tonight wasn't any different than the others, except that it was in their house. This was his territory, where Gojyo was his alone, even if it was only in a friendly sense.

"Yo, 'Kai, you awake?" Snapping fingers broke him from his trance.

Blinking and forcing the polite smile to form on his lips, he said, "Sorry, did I miss something?"

"I just put down a flush. Tongpu folded and Yuri's got a pair. What do you have?" Gojyo was watching him with narrow, suspicious eyes. The 'smile pretty' act didn't fool him a bit. He knew something was wrong.

"Oh... I've got a royal."

"Fucking HELL!" Gojyo glared at his cards, but it quickly faded when the woman on his other side (a bottled brunette if ever there was one) began to rub his shoulders, fingers slipping under the collar of his shirt. If she knew what was good for her and her poorly tended roots, she'd stop that. "Thanks, babe. I kind of needed that."

"Anything for you, sexy man," she purred.

Sexy man... that was almost as bad as the 'it's hot in here' come on! Hakkai stood up, gathering the money on the table neatly, still keeping that grin fixed to his face. He had to get out of here, and now. If he didn't, he wasn't entirely sure he could maintain a civil attitude with their... guests. "I'm awfully tired. Please excuse me."

"Aw, ya can't just win and run," Yuri complained.

"I'm actually not feeling very well. Sorry to disappoint you, Yuri. Next time, okay?" He knew everyone was watching him as he went down the small hall and opened the door to the bedroom he shared with Gojyo. Two beds were put at opposite ends of the room. Gojyo had the one by the window, he had the one by the bathroom. It was obvious whose side was which from the completely different states of cleanliness. Not a single article of clothing was anywhere but in a hamper or stored properly on his side. On Gojyo's, it looked as if he'd simply stripped and dropped on the bed. Which usually was the case on most evenings. Hakkai went into the bathroom, turning on the lights and shutting the door. He leaned over the sink and stared hard at his reflection.

Green eyes stared back, thoughtful and a little cold. They were almost unrecognizable as his own, mostly because he wasn't used to seeing that possessive darkness lurking there. What was wrong with him? Did he really feel THAT way for Gojyo? He took his glasses off, the right eye immediately blurring half the image he saw. He raked his fingers back through his dark hair and let out a long breath. God, what was he doing? Could he really be attracted to Gojyo? It certainly explained the oddly placed jealousy, and the agressive thoughts circling his head. And none of it had surfaced until those tarts started pawing the red-head.

The way their hands caressed over hard shoulders, muscles encased in firm skin, slightly tanned. Lips, teeth and tongue teasing against an ear. Fingers winding through crimson strands of hair. Hakkai groaned as his body reacted to that image. Instead of female lips and hands, he replaced them with his own. He knew from a little experience that Gojyo's skin was firm over nicely defined muscles. He knew from having that hair brush across him in accidental flicks that it was softer than down and smelled faintly of cigarettes and that coconut product he used to keep the strands looking well cared for. God... what that did to him... The zipper to his jeans dug almost painfully into his erection that seemed to come from out of nowhere. This wasn't good, not good at all. The images got more vivid the more he tried to fight them. This wasn't at all the proper time and place for his fantasies. But, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape wickedly gleaming crimson eyes giving him flirting glances from a wealth of black and red lashes. The slow curving to the corners of his mouth that said more clearly than any dare he was thinking of terribly naughty things, things only to be done at night and between cool sheets. Hakkai flushed darkly and quickly pulled his wandering hand away from the bulge in his pants.

His eyes returned to the mirror, not at all surprised to see that his eyes were now a dark color that bordered closer to black and that his breath was heaving from his chest through parted, dry lips. God, what Gojyo did to him... His body ached and screamed a demand for relief from the heavy, hot pressure in his groin, his balls pulsing hard with the need for sensation along his cock. There was no going back now, no way to will his erection back into place. It was either go to bed with his pajama pants tented or take care of the little problem while he had time and was alone. The first was most unexceptable, and so option two it would have to be.

Gojyo would be busy for a while. He had his cards, smokes, booze and cheap women. He had plenty of time to take care of himself. Hakkai turned the bathroom light off and went back into the bedroom, pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it into the hamper by the door. His jeans followed next, but he kept the boxers, just in case Gojyo walked in. The red-head knew he didn't sleep naked. The cool air against his skin made him shiver, but did little to ease the burning in his groin. He had time... he would just take care of this and all would be fine. Gojyo wouldn't have to know, it would be his little secret.

Hakkai half sat, half lay on his bed, back propped by pillows. It had been a long time since he'd masturbated. A very long time actually, but it was like most things in life; once learned, easily picked up later. Pulling his cock free of his boxers, he closed his eyes and let out a low breath before wrapping his fingers around the root and... the first squeezing stroke was like heaven. He leaned his head back against the head board and supressed a groan of pleasure. God! He'd forgotten how good it felt... how utterly indecent and... He squeezed again, catching his lower lip in his teeth as he moved his hand up his shaft and back down, slowly, making sure he gave it just enough of the amazing pressure. Almost painful, but not bruising, was how he liked it. Firm and hard, making sure to feel the soft skin covering tense muscles and incredible heat. Behind his closed eyes, he wasn't the one fisting his cock, sliding from base to head over and over, picking up speed a little as his stomach tightened anxiously. He added a twist to every other stroke, increasing the rythme of his hand and stifling the little groan that followed. No... it was Gojyo. Gojyo's hand working him, crimson eyes watching him, filled with heat and desire.

He groaned, softly, carefully keeping anything louder in check. He didn't want anyone to hear him. Already, pressure was building low in his stomach, the pool of warmth spreading to his cock throbbing with the beginning edges of release. His thumb passed over the head, teasing the slit and his body jerked from the near-electric sensation, free hand gripping the sheets tightly. Oh, God... just a little more...

"Hey, Hakkai, you- WHOA!"

"Gojyo!" Hakkai rolled over so fast he fell off the other side of the bed. His knees stung from the heavy impact but it was nothing compared to the bone-crushing embarassment at having gotten caught in the act of jerking off. It was even more painful getting caught by the one he was jerking off over.

"Yo, everything cool?" Yuri called.

Gojyo stood just inside the doorway, eyes wide. Swallowing a little, he called back, "Yeah, everything's cool. Just scared him. You two practice while I get his sick ass situated."

"Practice? FUCK YOU, KAPPA!"

"You wouldn't know how if I gave you pictures, Yuri!" Gojyo shut the door on the laughter coming from that comment. Hakkai had already tucked his still aching erection back into his boxers, cheeks burning red. This was embarassing to say the least. The most awful thing that could ever happen did, and there was no way he could possibly hide the way his boxers poked up at just the right angle. He knew Gojyo was standing over him and refused to look up. He was afraid to see his friend's reaction to this little discovery. Gojyo liked women. He liked cheap, cloying perfume, overly abundant breasts and false giggles. Gojyo would never touch him like he dreamed about.

"Dude, I thought you were sick."

Hakkai cracked an eye open and saw that Gojyo's face was carefully blank, eyes watching him intently. "Sorry," he muttered. Could he die now? Please? This wasn't exactly a conversation he wanted to have with his friend!

"So, which chick was it? Meilin? Yaosa? Keiri?"

"No... Gojyo, please just drop it."

"Pei's been eying you all night. Was it her?" Gojyo crouched in front of him, trying to make eye contact and failing when Hakkai closed his eyes. He felt like telling the red-head it was none of the above. but couldn't bring himself to take that risk.

Hakkai didn't think he could have blushed more, but he did. He remained silent, staring at his now half-hard erection pushing at his boxers. There was no way he could tell Gojyo it was him he was thinking about. His lips on his body, his hands stroking his cock. Him. And just like that, with those simple little images, he was getting hard again. His damned, treacherous body...

"Oh... shit. I get it."

He turned his face away, covering his eyes. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "I'm so sorry. I don't understand it and... I'll leave. I shouldn't stay here. God, Gojyo..."

Hakkai jumped when Gojyo's hand closed over his wrist, pulling his hand from his eyes. He turned and met crimson eyes, staring at him from a few inches away. When did Gojyo get this close? And why was Gojyo staring at his lips like they were covered in sugar he wanted to lick clean? God, he couldn't possibly... "Why didn't you say something sooner, dumb ass? Shit..."

Hakkai didn't know what had hit him. First, Gojyo was there and then... His fingers got lost in dark red tresses, grabbing a handful and pulling as Gojyo's hand slipped to the back of his neck, angling him better for a deep, hard kiss. Their tongues touched, fighting for dominance until Hakkai gave way to Gojyo, letting the red-head's tongue practically clean his mouth and throat out. Heart hammering, breath stuck somewhere between his chest and mouth, Hakkai went to his knees at Gojyo's gentle tugging, helping the other man pull his shirt from his jeans. They broke apart only long enough for Gojyo to remove his shirt completely. Skin rubbing and teasing against skin, gasps and hot breaths mingling in their mouths. His eyes flashed open as he continued to kiss the other man fiercely, wide and shocked. Laughing red eyes met his back from a short distance before closing again as he returned his focus to kissing Hakkai unconscious.

It was nothing like he'd thought. Better, actually. Gojyo's skin was tight but soft, the muscles bunching and straining under his hands. Their chests were pressed together tightly, abs shifting together, hips rolling through what little clothing remained. Hakkai leaned forward when Gojyo's mouth moved lower, kissing and sucking at his neck, tongue flicking against his ear shortly before teeth nipped at the lobe. Good lord, he had to be dreaming! This couldn't be happening, no matter how much he wished it would. He returned the attention to Gojyo's shoulder and neck as well, groaning with his friend as his hands went lower, jerking the button to his jeans free before working the zipper down.

"Yeah... Gods, Hakkai... so hot, so fucking hot!" Gojyo let out a hiss of breath as his hands delved eagerly into his jeans. Silk boxers... he should have expected it. The front was already a little damp with precome, still warm to the touch. He ignored that and went straight to what was hiding beneath, burning hot and already hard enough to work with. And more than just a handful. All this time he'd thought the fiery kappa had been joking...
"Fuuuuck!" Gojyo's hands on his shoulders spasmed as Hakkai, using the precome already there, began to work Gojyo's cock, smiling to himself as his hips rocked into his hand, seeking more of what he could offer. He squeezed and teased the throbbing piece of flesh, fingers dipping lower to massage heavy, tight balls before sliding back up again to the shaft and working with each thrust of Gojyo's hips.

"Shit... gods... Hakkai..." Gojyo found his mouth again, teeth clicking briefly as the kiss grew more wild, more frenzied... just MORE. Hakkai quickly choked the cry that was straining to break free, turning it into a deep groan that Gojyo took into his mouth as they shifted positions to rub their erections together. Hard heat against hard heat, pulsing and pushing, teasing away before straining back together. Gojyo had shoved his boxers down, one hand grabbing Hakkai's ass while the other stroked his cock. He tightened the red-head's grip with his free hand, showing him the kind of pressure he wanted and craved. Gojyo was quick to comply, twisting his hand a little midway through each stroke, alternating between several short, fast ones and then slow, deep ones that made sure to pay attention to everything. It was driving him crazy with need.

"Who's on top?"

It took Hakkai a second to figure out Gojyo was asking him a question, lips still working in a deep kiss as he spoke. '"Top?" He groaned again when Gojyo's fingers slid between his ass, pressing teasingly against the opening. Oh, God... Short, quick little stabs of his fingertip there and Hakkai felt ready to die any minute from the taunting pleasure.

"Who does who?" he simplified, sitting back with a look that was all but drowning in need. It was exactly the look he'd expected and craved for so long.

Gojyo had more experience, so it would make sense for him to be the one on top. But... the image of Gojyo thrashing under him was one too good to let go. Hakkai surged forward, shifting his legs so that Gojyo had no choice but to lie back on the floor, legs spread. The kappa grinned, helping Hakkai shimmy his tight jeans and boxers off in one go. Hakkai stared at him, all of him, naked like he'd wanted to see him. Gojyo moaned, back arching as Hakkai ran gentle fingers up over the expanse of chest, playing across muscles and ribs before sinking lower, down over hard abs, narrow hips and then...

"Fuck me!" Gojyo hissed before catching his lower lip between his teeth.

Hakkai continued to stroke him, enjoying the feel of burning, swollen flesh giving so slightly between his fingers, veins a darker contrast against the skin. Keeping his eyes locked on Gojyo's, he licked the head slowly, tongue circling it before taking the head only into his mouth, tasting the faint saltiness just on the tip. Gojyo's hips bucked, forcing his cock to move in Hakkai's grip. His cock slipped a little further into his mouth, but not nearly enough to satisfy.

"Damn it... don't tease! C'mon, 'Kai, just do it!"

"Quiet, Gojyo." Gojyo froze at the authoritative tone in his voice. Hakkai didn't even know where it was coming from himself, but it felt right. After all, he was the one on top, even if this was his first time ever with a man. The basics were the same, so it would be his cock in Gojyo's ass, not the other way around. And, with all the headache from those women... The red-head owed him, simple as that. Crawling up Gojyo's body, he kept himself up on his arms, lowering his hips to grind against Gojyo's, erections rubbing together and tormenting them both. It was just as exciting for him as the red-head. Gojyo choked back anything louder than another moan, watching eagerly as Hakkai repeated the motion.

"If you want me to suck it, you have to ask nicely."

"You want me to beg?"

He pretended to think about it before leaning down enough to kiss Gojyo deeply, grinding his hips again. Drawing back enough to speak, he whispered, "No. Just ask nicely."

"Please... is that nice enough?" Gojyo was shaking, lips parted as he watched Hakkai move lower again. His entire back spasmed when he finally took his cock into his mouth. He'd never done this before, but Kanan had done it to him so he knew roughly what it was about. He quickly locked thoughts of her up, intent on the writhing body under him, the hands pressuring his shoulders, urging him down as far as he could.
This was something new, something very arousing. Slowly, eyes all for the crimson ones watching him, he closed his lips around the hard shaft, working slowly further and further down. Each new inch claimed earned him a sharp hiss of breath, a groan of pleasure, or the slight tilting of encouraging hips. He took in as much as he could, pulling back a little when he nearly choked, and paused to savor the feel of that exquisite heat in his mouth. Reaching downward, Hakkai began to stroke himself in time with his movements on Gojyo. Gojyo was bucking wildly, straining to keep back any louder sounds of passion than he was already making. The thought that they had guests in the next room was only a passing irritation that was quickly drowned out at the sight of Gojyo's stomach muscles pulling tight as he arched his back and flexed his hips for more. The friction of his hand, the feel of Gojyo hot and hard in his mouth, the sight of him struggling not to make a sound... all of this was adding to the growing tension, the need to come and find release.

Drawing back, Hakkai ran his fingers down Gojyo's shaking thighs, getting his attention. The red-head blinked, opening confused and frustrated eyes. "Why'd you..."

"Because I want to feel what it's like inside you," he answered honestly, a little surprised he'd gotten the words out without more color coming to his cheeks. "I just need you to explain how it's done exactly."

Gojyo actually grinned, covering his eyes. "Shit, I forgot this is new to you."

Hakkai's cheeks snapped to their reddest potential, his hand simply holding himself to keep from climaxing right then and there. "Sorry, was it-" God, he hoped he didn't do anything wrong!

As if sensing what he was about to say, the red-head sat up to press a reassuring kiss to his lips. "What I meant was, you sucked me down so good I forgot you didn't do this regularly. You don't, do you?" The worry in the last was only half in jest.

Chuckling and unable to keep their gazes locked at the compliment, he shook his head, "So, what do I do?"

Grinning with a look that promised nothing decent was about to occur, Gojyo layed back on the floor and said simply, "Watch." Hakkai's eyes immediately dropped to Gojyo's groin, the heat in his stomach uncurling further at the sight of his straining erection. His gaze returned upward when he heard something wet, followed closely by a throaty moan from his soon-to-be partner. Hakkai felt his eyes widen shortly before his own throaty moan left his lips. He licked his lips and watched as Gojyo sucked on two of his fingers, working them eagerly and quickly. Everytime they withdrew and plunged back in, it made his own cock twitch in response as he imagined what that mouth would feel like wrapped around him. Sucking him down a narrow throat, muscles squeezing and contracting...

He wasn't aware he was stroking his own dick until he noticed the fire flare in Gojyo's eyes and glanced down to see what had attracted the red-head so thoroughly. Hakkai squeezed his hand a little harder, hissing in delight at the tight feel and the way Gojyo answered him with a groan of pleasure. There was a wet sound as Gojyo removed his fingers, now slickly coated in saliva. "Hakkai, turn around on your hands and knees. I wanna suck you while you watch this," Gojyo ordered huskily, bringing his knees up so that his feet were flat on the ground.

Hakkai complied, spreading his legs wide so that his cock dangled just above Gojyo's mouth while his own mouth was just inches away from the hot, hard rod between the red-head's legs. His intent became clear as Gojyo leaned upward, lips trailing from the inside of his thigh over... over... until he was nuzzling at the base of his cock. Hakkai closed his eyes, moaning, hands curling against the rug on the floor. Lips parted and slowly slid up his cock, encasing it in warmth and wetness. He shuddered, encouraging Gojyo's up and down movements with little circular motions of his hips. He shuddered, watching eagerly as Gojyo circled the saliva coated fingers under one of his bent knees and teased his hole in gentle, massaging circles. A slight pressure on his back from Gojyo's other hand encouraged him to bend lower until his lips parted and quickly swallowed down as much cock as he could take. Gojyo's hum of approval vibrated along his length and made him give an answering hum in return at the near electric-shock pleasure that snapped up his spine.

God... oh, God! The warmth was pooling in his stomach again, moving lower into his groin as Gojyo quickened his bobbing movements. He could feel it, his orgasm, getting ready to unfurl and spill hot, milky seed into a mouth that was perfectly made for this sort of activity. It pushed him to swallow faster, harder... take as much of that thick cock in his mouth, revel in the saltiness pearling on the tip. The smell of sex, seed and Gojyo's own spiciness was overwhelming him. The sight of Gojyo's fingers plunging into his ass and rotating slightly made him shiver and groan again, causing the back under him to arch eagerly into his mouth. God, he was going to come any minute... and he wasn't in Gojyo's ass yet!

"Stop... Gojyo, stop!" He yanked himself off the red-head, gasping and forcing his body to relax from having nearly climaxed right into that magic mouth. The way he sucked harder coming up, cheeks pressing in and creating a vaccuum... unbelievable! He knew this wasn't the first time Gojyo had sucked on a man, but he didn't want to worry about that, not yet.

Gojyo's lips grazed his hip, tongue flicking out to taste his skin. "You're pretty good and wet now. So... what are you gonna do?"

That made him open his eyes completely before he turned around again, shoving Gojyo back down roughly. Gojyo gladly spread his legs wider for him, lifting his hips into Hakkai's lap without much prompting as the other man knelt between his raised knees. He teased Hakkai's dick by rubbing his slickened hole against the throbbing head of his cock. Hakkai waited, pausing to regain some control so he didn't come all over his lover without first being inside him. Slowly, he pressed at the incredibly tight entrance, pushing forward carefully. His hands were gripping Gojyo's hips hard, and Gojyo's hands were around his wrists, giving him extra support. Gojyo's head was thrown back, mouth open in a silent cry. Each little thrust pushed him in that much more, and the more he gained entrance the tighter and hotter it got. Hakkai closed his eyes, biting his lower lip to keep from screaming at the pleasure of such an unbelievably tight grip.

"Oh... my... God!" He was in, all the way. He couldn't believe it, couldn't believe the amazing feel. This was the kind of pressure he wanted, so tight he had to work to move. The heat, the texture that was both soft and hard at the same time around him... those little movements Gojyo was forcing on him. All of it was making his body scream to him for action, to move and create the friction he knew would be oh so wonderful. And he wanted to move, too, but first... "Gojyo?" He stilled any involuntary actions on his part, his concern for the near pained expression on his lover's face managing to slice through his own overwhelming desires.

"Unh... don't stop!"

That was enough for him. Hakkai eased himself out slowly, working himself back in with just as much care, if with a little more force. Gojyo shifted position a little until, as Hakkai plunged in again, he gasped and arched his back. He could feel the head of his dick brushing against something soft and a little spongey in texture. Enough reading on basic anatomy told him this was the prostate and that it made Gojyo voice some of the most amazing little keens and moans. "That's it... yeah, right there! Holy shit, Hakkai!"

Hakkai began to speed up, little gasps of breath escaping with each solid thrust into the clenching heat that tried to keep him buried there. Gojyo freed a hand and began working himself hard and fast, breath hissing in and out of his chest. The way his red hair streamed out on the darkened floor, legs parted and raised, his whole stomach working into each thrust, hand pulling on his cock... Such intoxication! Gripping Gojyo's hips hard, he began to pound into the tight ass under him, shoulders hunched over and eyes tightly closed. Being careful was no longer an option, especially as Gojyo choked on the scream that nearly leaked out as Hakkai slammed almost brutally into his prostate with each thrust of his hips. He was going to come any minute, he knew it. He could feel it building up, winding him tighter, burning in his stomach, his groin, into his cock until...

"God, Gojyo!" He managed to keep it down to a loud whisper of sound, shuddering as he spilled himself into Gojyo's tight ass, hair sticking in sweaty pieces to his face. When he could finally pry his eyes open, it was to see a thick white mess splattered over Gojyo's hand and stomach. Gojyo was panting hard, hair so damp it looked nearly black, eyes burning with spent passion.

"Shit... that was... Hakkai..." He hissed as Hakkai pulled himself free, working out slowly so he didn't hurt him.

Disappointed at the loss of such exquisite heat, Hakkai ran his hands up and down the quivering thighs next to him, catching his own breath and trying to soothe abused muscles at the same time. "Why? Gojyo, why?"

"Because... you wanted this. And I wanted it, too."

"But those women..."

Gojyo sat up, bringing him into a gentle kiss that still managed to get his blood boiling. "I haven't been interested in a woman in months, 'Kai. And it's all your fault."

Hakkai smiled before he could stop himself. "I see. So... what do we do now?"

"Well, I'm all for a shower. And then maybe round two, if you're willing."

"What about Yuri and Tongpu?"

Gojyo glared at the door. "Fuck 'em. They've got beer, cards, women and a futon to fight over. C'mon, get up so we can get this stuff off!"

Hakkai stood, taking Gojyo's hand when it was offered. He was still dazed by the experience, still trying to wake up from a dream that was just too real. And even as the hot water hit his back and Gojyo turned him around and forced him to lean against the tiles, soapy hands drifting lower and making him moan, he still couldn't believe Gojyo was his. He should have known the women wouldn't have won in his house.