Gojyo's Desires

In the Shower

Gojyo panted heavy as the hot water rained over his body, his hand working over his cock. Steam rose from the shower, filling the bathroom with it's moist haze. This was becoming an every day occurrence, and it was getting painfully aggravating. He found the littlest smile or action from his friend and roommate Hakkai would stir his lust until it was unbearable. Strange. He had never been attracted to any men before, but Hakkai somehow brought out this deep desire in him that was scary, but exciting at the same time.

He groaned low, picturing that smile of his as his hand worked feverishly over the hard flesh. He fantasized that Hakkai felt the same, but in reality, he had no idea if that was the case. He'd not gotten any hint or indication from the green eyed beauty. He chuckled soft, moaned louder, back pressed against the shower wall to brace himself. He had never described a man as beautiful either, but Hakkai was different. He was just unique in every way.

His body shivered, and he bit into his lip to keep from crying out as his cock pulsed in his fist, spending hard, the seed spilling to the shower floor to be washed away by the running water. He gasped, laying his head back, his legs feeling weak. His body was spent, but his mind was still on the man he was too afraid to reveal his true feelings to. And the cycle would continue.



Another Job

Gojyo cursed the damn priest for sending he and Hakkai on this little errand. Blood spilled between his fingers as he held his hand against the gash. He had been careless and hadn't noticed the man hiding behind the large pillar he had casually walked by. He grimaced with the pain as Hakkai got done dispatching the bastard and came rushing over to check on him, concern in his eyes.

"Are you alright, Gojyo?"

"Yeah. I'll live. Asshole hurt my pride more." He laughed it off and let Hakkai wrap up the injury. In all honestly, he had been watching Hakkai again, and damn if he hadn't been staring at his ass while he was bent over inspecting something interesting on the ground. He felt his face burn and he turned his head like he was looking around so Hakkai wouldn't see.

Damn, I'm pathetic.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Hakkai asked again. "Your face is a bit flushed. Do you need to sit down?"

"No, but I could sure use a stiff drink," he said he walked on, even more eager to get this fucking job done.



Green Eyes

The woman beneath him cried out and wrapped her legs tighter around his waist as he thrust his hips rhythmically against her. It wasn't uncommon for Gojyo to bring a lady home from his nights out, but lately, it had become different. Sure it felt great, but he just didn't feel the same when he was driving into their willing bodies.

He looked down at her, her brown hair spread out on the pillow, her green eyes filled with intense pleasure, and she was moaning his name again. Green eyes. A thought occurred to him in the mist of dirty, emotionless sex. They all have had green eyes since his fantasies about Hakkai had been plaguing him. Was this an unconscious thing, or was he purposely choosing these green eyed women?

She cried out louder as the rush of wetness from her orgasm covered his groin, and he groaned, rocking faster, his red eyes focused on her greens, flashes of Hakkai swimming in his mind's eye. His climax came fast then, that heat in his stomach that traveled to his loins as he spent inside her, his voice breaking with yells and soft curses of pleasure. Yet inside he was calling out the name of the one he really wanted his body against. He almost felt bad he was using these women this way, but hadn't he always done that before anyway?

She wanted to stay afterward and he held her in his arms as she fell into a deep, exhausted sleep. He lay there, looking at the ceiling and wishing. Wishing it was Hakkai in his arms. Not for the first time, or the last.



Drunk

Gojyo tossed back another shot, the buzz he had been feeling two hours before a complete drunken haze now. He hadn't really meant to drink so much, but he just kept ordering the shots one after another, and at one point had just bought a bottle...or was it two? It must have been something in his body language that night, because not one woman had approached him, and he was grateful for it. He just wasn't in the mood for another pointless fuck.

"Hey buddy. Don't you think you've had enough?"

Gojyo turned to the voice with a sneer, intent on telling the person to fuck off, but froze when he saw Hakkai smiling at him. He should have caught the sound of his friend's voice, but he was too drunk to even notice that much. His vision wavered and he shook his head a little, trying to focus on his face better.

His words were badly slurred and broken. "I...If I can still stand..then no." He began to rise from the bar stool and slipped, his legs seeming to fall out from beneath him and tumbled right into Hakkai's arms. "Okay.....I guess I have..had enough."

"I leave on a trip for a few days, only to come back home and find you falling down drunk at the bar." Hakkai chuckled, putting Gojyo's arm around his shoulders and supporting most of his weight to walk him home.

"It...happens," Gojyo slurred, dragging his feet like a zombie as they moved slowly along. It took some time getting there, and the entire time it was like the scenery was in a twisted constant motion, making his stomach turn.

"Try not to puke, Gojyo. We're nearly home."

"Yes, mommy," he slurred and chuckled in a drunken fit, laying his head on his shoulder as they eased along. His mind was surprisingly clear as he thought with a tad of bitterness. Finally, this close to him and I'm too drunk to do anything about it. Oh, the fucking irony.


Accidental Voyeur

Gojyo's eyes were wide, staring through Hakkai's cracked open bedroom door. He had innocently walking by from getting out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist when he heard a moan emitting from the room. It was Hakkai's soft voice, but that was sure a sound he had never heard from him before, though he had dreamt of it more than once.

Now, here he was, unable to take his gaze away from Hakkai, who was laying back on his bed, fully nude, and slowly working his hand over his erection. His beautiful eyes were closed, lips parted as he panted with each stroke. Had he meant to keep the door open, or was it merely an oversight on his part? At that moment, Gojyo didn't care which.

Gojyo was mesmerized by the way his body trembled and arched with the motion of his hand. He had a slight build, tight muscle taunt under flushed skin. His other hand was bunched and twisted in the bed sheet as he brought himself closer to release. It was the most erotic vision he had even had the pleasure to witness, and he was too turned on to feel bad for the secret intrusion.

Go to him, idiot. Maybe this is the time... His hand went slowly to the doorknob, but he was frozen where he stood as he continued to watch Hakkai's private moment. A slight gasp as his own erection brushed the rough fabric of the towel around him. Dammit, I need him. His feet refused to move, his hand tightening hard enough on the cold knob to make a soft creaking sound. Gojyo grimaced, praying Hakkai hadn't heard, but he was so lost in the pleasure that he didn't even flinch.

Hakkai's body shuddered, his face a mask of absolute pleasure as his hand work swiftly over his hard organ, harsher pants of breath passing his lips as he drew ever closer. Say my name, Hakkai...Say it and I'll come to you... Soft moans got louder, his body twisting, hips rolling, hand gripping tighter around the hard flesh of his cock. His moan turned deep, the thick seed spraying over the scar on his stomach as his hips gave a hard jerk.

Gojyo moaned with him, his cock an aching piece of lead. He bit his lip to cut the sound off and hurried away as quietly as he could to head back to the shower. "Damn perverted asshole," he chastised to himself as he stepped back in the spray of warm water to take care of the throbbing piece of meat between his legs. Why, why, why did he have to leave the door cracked open?


Unwanted Observation

It wasn't the first time Gojyo and Hakkai had invited Sanzo and Goku to eat dinner with them, and Gojyo knew it wouldn't be the last. Light conversation passed between them, along with the occasional insult between Gojyo and Goku. Cussing and yelling was just the natural response when the monkey started to get on Gojyo's nerves, then the repercussion from the priest for them to shut up. The whole scene may as well have be scripted, because it was the same shit every time.

"Just shut your hole and stuff it with more food, stupid fucking monkey!" Gojyo snapped after another snide remark was shoved at him. And they were at it again. Sanzo sat there rubbing his temples with a sour expression, and Hakkai was chuckling softly as he sipped his tea.

"I'm glad you're enjoying this, Hakkai, because I'd like to kill them both," Sanzo muttered and downed the rest of his beer.

"Come on, Sanzo. Life wouldn't be as interesting without these two and you know it," Hakkai said with a soft smile.

"My ass," he snorted and lit a smoke.

Gojyo ignored the monkey for a moment to look at Hakkai and had to smile, just his soft expression calming him down. If it wasn't for Hakkai, he probably would have strangled the little shit by now. Hakkai caught his eye and smiled more warmly, and Gojyo felt his heart begin to beat faster. That smile. The fight just left him as he kept looking at Hakkai throughout the rest of the meal, and Goku was more interested in eating to start up again. The rest of the evening was surprisingly peaceful, and Gojyo was feeling pretty good until he went to see Sanzo and Goku out.

Sanzo watched Goku run ahead up the path a bit before he turned to Gojyo and gave him a look that was strange. An expression of almost cold pity. "Tell him how you feel before you burst, pathetic water sprite." With that, he walked off to follow behind Goku who was laughing and running ahead like a carefree child. Gojyo stood there with his mouth open, and feeling like someone had just punched him in the gut as he watched them both disappear into the dark.

"Son of a bitch," Gojyo muttered and looked up at the night sky. "How did he know?"


Hakuryu

Gojyo looked at the small white dragon perched on Hakkai's shoulders with the smallest expression of distaste. Would the thing be filthy and shit all over the house? Would it eat as much as Goku did? Would the damn thing bite? Would it grow to great size? When Hakkai came back from his trip, Gojyo hadn't expected he would bring a wild animal home with him.

"Isn't he great, Gojyo? I was exploring a cave near the village I was visiting, and he just found me."

"Yeah, great..." He continued to watch the beast who was chirping almost like a bird and rubbing it's small head against Hakkai's in a loving fashion. "Are you sure that thing is safe?"

"What? Don't be silly, Gojyo. Does he look dangerous to you?" Hakkai smiled soft and pet his little head like it was a puppy instead of a flying reptile. "Go say hello to Gojyo, Hakuryu."

"Hakuryu?"

"Yes, that's what I named him," he said as the small dragon flew off his shoulders to land on top of Gojyo's head.

"Don't shit on me!" Gojyo faintly wondered if it was the yell that got the dragon going, but in all honestly, he thought Hakuryu understood everything that was being said, and that he had just offended the wild creature as his wings began to flap wildly. "Hakkai, get him off!" He felt a sharp tug on his hair and it only got worse. To make the situation more humiliating was the fact that Hakkai was laughing helplessly instead of calling the animal off. "Ouch! Dammit, Hakkai, he's pulling my hair out!"

"Sorry.." Hakkai couldn't stop laughing long enough to get more than that one word out.

"Shit!" Gojyo felt the tug, and he was pulled forward toward Hakkai and stumbled into him as they tumbled to the floor in a heap. His hair was free as Hakuryu flew over to land on the sofa and curl up to lay down, making soft chirping sounds of contentment. "Nice pet you have there," Gojyo sighed and looked down at Hakkai who was still chuckling and wiping his eyes.

"I think so." He smiled, and reached up to try straightening Gojyo's hair for him. "He didn't mean any harm."

Gojyo's body woke up fast as he lay against Hakkai, his hands soft and gentle in his red hair. He swallowed and looked over at Hakuryu again, and the little creature was looking back with an almost knowing expression. Maybe I like you after all, little guy. He got off his friend and obsession before he could feel the erection that he was starting to sport in his pants.


Now or Never

Gojyo awoke from another erotic dream, this one hotter than the last. He was bathed in sweat and panting like he had just run a marathon, and the throb between his legs was unbearable. I can't do this anymore. Sure, he could jerk off to get rid of it, but that never lasted. Months now he had been thinking of almost nothing else but Hakkai. It was like an addiction.

"Enough," he muttered, and sat up on his bed and shifted, putting his feet on the cold floor. It was the middle of the night, the moon hung low outside as he sat there and contemplated. How long could he let this go on? Being so close to Hakkai, and not touch him the way he'd been longing to. "It's now or never, Gojyo," he said softly to himself, and before he could change his mind he was up and walking toward Hakkai's bedroom.

He hesitated for only a second before he slowly turned the doorknob and opened the door to look in. Hakkai was on his back, the sheet only pulled up to his waist. His breathing was the deep relaxed state of sleep. He saw Hakuryu perched up on his little bed that Hakkai had made him, and his little red eyes were focused on him. He jumped a little when he saw he was being watched, and even felt like an intruder for even standing there looking in. Hakuryu chirped softly, then lay his head back down and closed his eyes like he was saying, Come on in, just let me sleep.

Gojyo took a breath, then eased inside and shut the door softly behind him, and slowly padded over to Hakkai's bedside. He looked down at his sleeping form, letting his eyes roam over his chest, watching the slow rise and fall of his soft breathing. He licked his lips and took another slow breath before his frozen hand finally began to move. When his fingers touched warm flesh, Hakkai shivered. Gojyo nearly pulled his hand back, but instead pushed forward and he let his hand run over his slim, muscled torso. Hakkai's head turned against the pillow, and a soft moan passed his lips as they parted slightly.

"Yes..., Gojyo." Gojyo's heart skipped a beat, and he thought maybe Hakkai was awake, but he was still very obviously out. The words had been so soft that he wondered if it has been wishful thinking until the words came out again, this time accompanied by a soft moan.

Gojyo smiled soft. Now or never. He slipped onto the bed next to his warm body, and he would find out very soon if he would be kicked out or welcomed warmly into Hakkai's arms.


A/N: Oh, I know that last drabble was a tease, but I think I am going to write a one-shot of what happens after that, so please don't be mad. lol.