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“This is boring.” Sanzo reached over and snubbed out his spent
Marlboro. “Every night we play poker or
mahjong. It’s monotonous.” He opened a new can of beer before lighting
another smoke. “You’re monotonous. This fucking mission is monotonous.”
“You would rather we be
attacked by Kougaji’s assassins?” Gojyo
opened the pack of cards and began to shuffle.
“Would that be better, Sanzo-sama?
Would that break the monotony?”
Sanzo blew a long, thin
stream of smoke from the corner of his mouth, straight at Gojyo, “That’s
fucking monotonous, too. But at least I
would see faces other than your ugly ones.”
“Maa maa,” Hakkai
interjected. “You don’t want to jinx us
tonight and bring trouble down on this inn, do you?” He poured some sake into his cup, smiling. “Perhaps we could try something different.”
Goku smiled, eagerly
bouncing in his seat. “Yeah, something
different! Something fun!”
Gojyo paused in his
shuffling, “Different? Other than
cards?”
“Well, all we have are
a deck of cards and mahjong tiles.
Anyone have any ideas?” Hakkai
sipped gracefully at his sake, enjoying the mellow bite on his tongue.
Gojyo grinned one of
his slow, sultry grins, bringing an answering smile to Hakkai’s lips, “I do,
but the esteemed Sanzo wouldn’t have the nerve to play.”
“Don’t try baiting me
into any of your perverted games, Kappa.”
Sanzo motioned for Goku to move over a bit as he slid his chair closer
to the table and chugged at his beer, “What did you have in mind? Not that I’m in any way interested.”
“Well, we could still
play poker, but for different stakes,” Gojyo answered, looking sideways at the
blond-haired monk, missing the curious, amused look Hakkai tossed his way.
Goku frowned. “That’s
not different. We’d still be playing
the same game.”
“Yes, but when you
change the stakes, the game takes on a different feel. Gives it new meaning.” His look now challenging, Gojyo stared fully
at Sanzo. Sanzo stared back, his
expression bored.
Hakkai finished his
sake and reached for the jug to pour another. “What stakes did you have in
mind, Gojyo?”
“Clothes.”
Silence answered his
reply as three sets of eyes turned his way.
Finally, Sanzo gave a disgusted grunt, his mouth forming a sneer. Goku, confused, said, “Clothes? Why would we want to play for that? Sanzo and Hakkai might be able to try
fitting into each other’s clothes but not Gojyo and me. No one can wear our clothes but us. Why would I want to try to win someone
else’s clothes? That’s just stupid.”
“That’s not what he
means, Saru. The erokappa wants to play
strip poker.” Smoke puffed out of
Sanzo’s mouth as he spoke.
“Strip poker?” Goku looked from Gojyo to Sanzo uncertainly,
“I’ve heard of that game. Why would
Gojyo want to play that? It’s a sex
game, isn’t it? And there’s no women
here to play.”
Gojyo smirked, slightly
tipsy from the beer, and stared hungrily at Hakkai, “Who needs women when
Hakkai’s around?” Hakkai smiled at
Gojyo and dropped his eyes, demure, but no blush stained his cheeks.
Disgusted, Sanzo surged
to his feet and turned his back to the table.
“Fuck that. I am not going to be
witness to this.” He stripped off his
robe and laid it across one of the two double beds in the room after carefully
rolling up the sutra. “If you want to
give in to your perverted, sick fantasies of fucking with an audience, you can
do so elsewhere. Perverts.”
“Really, Sanzo. I’m sure that’s not what Gojyo was
thinking,” Hakkai stated, looking teasingly at the redhead. “Was it Gojyo?”
“Who said anything
about that?” Gojyo smiled nervously at
his friend, suddenly unsure of himself and almost wishing he had never
suggested the game, even as his eyes drifted over to caress the back of Sanzo’s
robe-less body. “I just thought it
would make for a change. I knew that
pissy monk would go all prudish, the coward.”
“Not wanting to expose
my body for your pleasure does not make me a prude, or a coward.”
“So you know you’ll
lose.”
Sanzo turned back to
face Gojyo, “Of course I won’t lose. I
simply have no interest in fulfilling your sick fantasies.”
“You think I have
fantasies about you? That’s wishful
thinking, monk.”
“I know you’re
sick, perverted, and a moral detriment to Goku’s upbringing.”
“Oh, and you’re Nanny
Extraordinaire? The guru in monkey
raising? I don’t think so.”
“I’m perfectly capably
in teaching Goku what he needs to know, and you know it.”
Gojyo laughed, pointing
his lit cigarette at Sanzo. “Sure, you
can teach him mantras and mayonnaise.
That’ll do him loads of good.”
Sanzo stalked to the
table the three were sitting at and leaned over into Gojyo’s face, his hands
splayed over the wooden surface. “What the hell is that suppose to mean?”
Gojyo stood and leaned
forward also, meeting Sanzo half way. “That means that you are sorely
lacking when it comes to teaching the saru the facts of life.”
Sanzo and Gojyo faced
off with nothing but the table between them, Goku and Hakkai looking at each
other from either side and under the two arguing men. Hakkai was blinking in amusement and drinking his sake while Goku
grew more confused. Realization bloomed
in the youth’s eyes and he burst out, “Sanzo does just fine in teaching me
about sex!”
Another sudden silence
descended on the room as all heads now turned to stare at Goku. As his words bounced off the walls, Goku’s
eyes went wide and he slumped down in his chair, red heat flooding his face so
fast he expected to burst into flame.
Golden eyes, horrified and imploring, settled on Sanzo, silently begging
him not to kill him. Sanzo’s own eyes
were wide in shock and his body frozen still leaning on the table.
Finally, Gojyo broke
the shocked silence by throwing back his head in laughter, “Oh ho ho ho! So that’s it! You corrupt monk, you! You’ve been indulging in monkey love!”
“Now, Gojyo,” Hakkai
murmured, hiding his own surprise while trying to tone down his friend’s
laughter. “I’m sure that’s not what …
Goku … meant …” His voice dwindled away
when he got a look at Sanzo’s face.
Clearly, Gojyo was correct in his declaration. “Um, ah …” Flustered, he
tried to cover his confusion by pouring himself more sake.
Sanzo dropped into his
chair, glaring at Goku and Gojyo, both.
“Baka!” he growled and downed the rest of his beer.
Gojyo was still
chuckling as he, too, sat down and resumed shuffling. “Well, well. I guess I
can’t call you cherry-chan anymore, can I?
So if you’re not so innocent, why object to a friendly little game of
cards? Besides, we’ve all already seen
each other naked when we bathe. This is
nothing different.”
“I’m simply selective
about who I wish to undress in front of.
I’m not interested in screwing everything that breathes, like you.” Sanzo opened another beer.
“What? You only do monkeys? Is bestiality accepted by monks?”
Goku’s head was swinging
between Sanzo and Gojyo as they parried words, relaxing as he realized Sanzo
wasn’t about to shoot him full of holes.
At Gojyo’s last remark, he asked. “Beasty – what? Did you call me a beast?” He swung to Sanzo. “Sanzo! Did he call me a
beast?” Back to Gojyo. “And I’m not a monkey!”
“Oh? Then how did you know I was talking about
you, hmm? You are a beast! A little monkey beast!”
Goku surged to his
feet, “I am not! I’ll kick your ass,
you damn cockroach!”
Gojyo stood again, his
hands planted on the tabletop.
“Yeah? You and what army? Your little, monkey-beast army?”
“I don’t need no army
to beat your ass, asshole! I can do
that all by myself!”
“Oh, ho, ho! You wanna do my ass, huh? I didn’t know you cared, saru. Does Sanzo know?”
“What?! No!
That’s not what I meant!
Sanzo-!” Goku turned to the monk
for help.
The sound of a paper
fan striking across a pair of arguing heads brought the yelling to a stop,
replacing it with cries of painful outrage.
“We seem to have so
much energy tonight.” No one noticed
that, as usual, Hakkai waited until Sanzo intervened before speaking up to calm
the fight. Someone looking close enough
- had someone tried - might have seen a glint of amusement in a sparkling green
eye.
“Shut up and name the
conditions for the game!” Sanzo opened
another can of beer.
“How can I shut up and
also name the conditions, huh?” Gojyo
scowled at Sanzo.
“You know what I
fucking mean, idiot.” Sanzo blew smoke
directly into Gojyo face.
Gojyo waved his hand to
dispel the cloud and scowled, but related the terms. “Clothes are worth points.
Shoes and socks are worth one point each as are any forms of adornment
like headbands and stuff.”
“Youkai limiters not included,” Sanzo
declared. Goku clamped both hands over
his coronet in agreement.
“Well, they’re not
exactly clothing so, no, they are not included.” Hakkai agreed.
“Right, limiters are
not included,” Gojyo continued. “Shirts
are worth ten points, pants twenty-five points, and boxers fifty.”
“What about armor?”
asked Goku, speaking before Sanzo could ask the same question.
“Armor is considered
adornment,” Gojyo replied.
“It’s not adornment,”
Goku objected. “It’s needed in the life
we’ve been living.”
“Well, neither Hakkai
nor I wear any, so I’m calling it adornment.”
Gojyo countered. For a few
minutes the group debated the point system dealing with armor before coming to
the agreement that it would be worth five points.
“If this is what we’re
playing, I wanna have a drink, too. Can
I have some?” Goku looked to Sanzo, “I
wanna try it. Please?”
Sanzo stared at Goku
for a moment before jerking his head to the side, “Whatever. If you want a drink, I won’t stop you.”
A grin splitting his
face, Goku turned back to Hakkai, “Alright!
Gimme something to drink.”
Hakkai smiled, “Well,
we have beer and sake. Which would you
like, Goku?”
Indecision brought a
frown to the young man’s face until he saw Sanzo finish his can of beer and
reach for another. “Beer. I wanna a beer.”
Sanzo paused, then
diverted his new beer and set it before Goku, reaching for another for himself.
Goku watched as Sanzo
popped the top, mimicking the motions.
As Sanzo brought the can to his lips, Goku did too. Gojyo gave the cards one last shuffle and
began to deal.
***
Forty-five minutes
later, Gojyo was drunk and naked. Sanzo
was drunk and wearing only boxers. Goku
was totally trashed and wearing one sock and his boxers. Hakkai was completely sober and fully
dressed.
“All I’m saying,” Gojyo
slurred, “is that just because I’m out of clothes, that doesn’t mean I don’t
have anything else to use as a wager.”
He leaned over the table, perfectly comfortable being naked. Hakkai let his eyes travel over what he
could see of the redhead’s upper body.
“Stop trying to bargain
your way back into the game, Kappa.
You’re the one who decided the rules of the wager. You lost.
Live with it and let the rest of us play in peace.” Sanzo’s voice was also slurred as he waited
for Hakkai to deal.
“Well, I don’t know,
Sanzo. Perhaps we should hear what he
has to offer.” Hakkai was in very good
spirits, finding himself surrounded with naked and scantily clad men. And himself fully clothed. He did love to win.
“Yeah! You should hear what I have to offer!”
“I can’t imagine
anything you have to offer that I would be even remotely interested in.” Sanzo snubbed out his cigarette. Between the monk and Gojyo, the air hung
heavy in gray smoke.
Gojyo raked his eyes
over the priest. “As I see it, Monk,
you’re only one pair of boxers from joining me. Who says you’d be the one to win my enchanting charms?”
“’Enchanting
charms’?” Goku giggled and kicked his
sock-clad feet, the alcohol flushing his cheeks. “That’s pretty mushy. Do
you actually say that to women? I bet
Hakkai doesn’t get all worked up over such drivel!” Goku hiccupped as he giggled.
Hakkai was impressed
over Goku’s use of the word ‘drivel’.
From the way Gojyo and Sanzo were blinking at Goku, so were they. He felt a touch of pride that his teaching
was having an effect.
“Whether or not it’s
‘drivel’, I would like to hear Gojyo’s proposition.” Hakkai tried to encourage Gojyo’s creativity. It was always good when Gojyo got
creative. He turned his head to the
redhead expectantly.
Unfortunately, said
redhead was currently glaring at one young, golden-eyed youth. Hakkai noticed that Sanzo’s hand reached
out, but stopped short, of touching Goku’s arm as narrow eyes trailed over the
youth’s tanned form. Goku hiccupped
again.
Hakkai tried to calm
the air, “Maa, maa. I, for one, would
like to not fight tonight. We’ve done
enough of that with youkai around every corner.” The two ‘kids’ had the grace to look a bit ashamed and they
settled back into their chairs. “Now,
what were you suggesting, Gojyo?”
Gojyo still looked
slightly disgruntled but willingly turned his head away from Goku and focused
his eyes on Hakkai, which was where Hakkai wanted Gojyo’s eyes to be. The healer smiled. Gojyo blinked, then a slow, lazy grin stretched across his face.
His beautifully exotic eyes darkened and the red irises took on a flame
quality.
“Well, I was thinking
simply about a kiss, but…” the leer on his face clearly stated what else he was
willing to do.
Hakkai felt a similar
grin touch his own lips before he stopped it.
“Oh, I would think a kiss to be perfectly adequate.”
“Adequate? Is that all?”
“For now. Later, if need be, we can negotiate
further.” He watched Gojyo’s mouth pull
into one of his luscious smiles. Hakkai
opened his eyes and let Gojyo see the lust that was stirring within him before
lowering his lids and turning to the other two, “Should Gojyo not win a hand,
he should pay up to the highest hand, yes?”
Goku nodded, “Sounds
fair. Hick.”
Sanzo stayed quiet, his
silence interpreted as agreement.
Sure enough, Gojyo
lost, but Sanzo had to wonder just how hard he had tried to win. And it was Hakkai who had won the hand – no
surprise there.
Goku watched,
unashamed, as Gojyo and Hakkai kissed.
When they pulled apart, he turned to Sanzo and leaned forward for his
own kiss.
“Don’t even think it,
baka. I’m not kissing you just because
those two idiots can’t control themselves.”
He pushed his cards to the center of the table so they could be remixed
into the rest of the deck.
“Oh, come on, Sanzo,”
Goku wheedled. He leaned further toward
Sanzo, his eyes a burnished gold with a come hither smile. The slap of Sanzo’s fan had him jerking back
with too much force and he flipped completely out of his chair, ending up on
the floor, the chair on top of him and his legs tangled in the rungs. “Shit, Sanzo!”
Gojyo’s laughter could
be heard out into the hall followed by another slap of a fan. The laughter was cut off abruptly and
replaced by curses. Hakkai reached down
and helped Goku disentangle himself from his chair and get reseated. Hakkai thought the youth looked adorable,
his face flushed from the alcohol, and the hiccups were the cutest thing he’d
ever heard.
“I only wanted a kiss,
no need to get violent about it.” Goku
sent a peeved looked Sanzo’s way.
Hakkai wanted to see
Goku smiling again, so before he realized it, he voiced his thought, “You could
kiss me, if you’d like. Goku.”
Three pairs of eyes
centered on him and he realized that not all members at this table might
appreciate his offer.
“Really?” Goku stared at him in surprise. “Wouldn’t Gojyo get mad?”
Hakkai looked to his
lover, “Gojyo?”
“Ah, no! No.
I won’t get mad.” Hakkai didn’t
think Gojyo would mind, but was still glad to see the interest in his lover’s
eyes, “Go ahead.”
Hakkai turned back to
Goku to see him looking at Sanzo. The
monk stared back at his charge for a moment, then turned away. “Ch’.”
Goku turned back to Hakkai and smiled shyly.
“Um, ok. Hick.”
So very adorable.
Hakkai leaned forward
and gently covered Goku’s mouth with his own.
Sanzo and Gojyo just sat in stunned silence as the two engaged in a deep
and thorough kiss. When they broke
away, Goku smiled.
“Goku!”
The grin fell from
Goku’s mouth at Sanzo’s bark. A look of
trepidation crossed his face as he turned to look at the monk. Whatever he expected to happen, it couldn’t have
been a kiss from Sanzo. Hakkai knew it
wasn’t what he expected to happen.
But happen it did. And just as
surprising, it was gentle and loving and sensuous. And hot.
Definitely hot.
When Hakkai turned to
Gojyo, he saw him also staring at the other two, his eyes smoldering. His friend and lover turned his head and
smiled at Hakkai. When Sanzo and Goku
broke apart, breathless, the redhead declared, “I think I’m a bit jealous.”
“What’s wrong,
Gojyo?” Hakkai asked. “Are you feeling left out?”
“I think so,” he
replied looking at Goku.
Goku looked to Hakkai
and Gojyo in confusion. “Left out? Why?
You kissed Hakkai first.”
Sanzo huffed, “The
kappa feels left out because he’s now the only one who hasn’t kissed you,
saru.” He took a drag off his cigarette
and another drink of his beer. “You can
kiss him, too, if you want. If it’ll
keep him from sulking the rest of the night.”
Goku laughed and looked
at Hakkai, “Should I kiss him, too, Hakkai?
Does he know how to kiss nice?
Or does he get all slobbery?”
“Excuse me?!” Gojyo didn’t find Goku’s questions amusing
in the least. He wasn’t about to
question how their friendly game of cards suddenly became a game of Kiss the
Monkey, but he couldn’t believe Goku was questioning his talents with anything
to do with sex. And even Sanzo had a small smile curving his lips at the
comment.
Hakkai chuckled, “Well,
actually, he does kiss quite nicely. He
can do this little thing with his tongue that is quite pleasant.”
“Pleasant?! It’s better than pleasant, and you know it,
Hakkai,” Gojyo grumped. They were
ganging up on him! “Just forget
it. Why would I want to kiss a monkey,
anyway?”
“I’d like to see you
kiss him, Gojyo.”
Gojyo stilled. Hakkai had used that tone of
voice. He stared at his lover, a smile returning
to his face. “You’d like that?”
“Yes, I would.” Hakkai looked to Goku. “If Goku wanted to.”
Goku turned
considering, golden eyes to Gojyo.
Slowly, a sensuous smile spread across his lips and he said, “A thing
with your tongue, huh? I can do a thing
with my tongue, too.” He stood up from
his chair, “Wanna compare?” Goku
stepped up to Gojyo and placed one hand on the table and the other on the wall
next to the redhead, leaning in close with a challenging grin. After a surprised start, Gojyo’s grin
matched Goku’s.
Hakkai considered
pouring himself more sake, but he really wasn’t in the mood for it any
longer. His attention was centered
elsewhere; the events going on with his companions were much more interesting. Amazingly, Goku was teasing Gojyo –
the youth was leaning forward for a kiss, but staying just out of reach of
Gojyo’s mouth. When Gojyo would lean
forward, Goku would lean back – still just out of reach. Hakkai could feel his heart rate increase
and he realized he was holding his breath, anticipating the promised kiss. He suddenly realized that Goku hadn’t
hiccupped for the last several minutes and he missed the sound.
Remembering Sanzo, he
spared a quick glance toward to monk and found him staring, rapt, at the game
being played by the other two. Sanzo’s
mouth parted and an alluring tongue peeked out to lick at rosy lips and Hakkai
had a sudden desire to taste them. Were
the priest’s kisses really as soft as was implied by the one he gave Goku? He let his eyes travel over Sanzo. He had no regrets over Gojyo’s ability to
kiss, but he could also appreciate Goku’s surprising talent.
Perhaps sensing his
attention, Sanzo turned to him. The
hungry look in the monk’s eyes momentarily took Hakkai aback. Then a small smirk curved a corner of
Sanzo’s mouth and those intense violet eyes traveled over Hakkai’s clothed
body.
A quiet sound pulled
his attention back to the other couple and he found that Gojyo had apparently
managed to catch Goku and the youth now straddled the redhead’s lap. A stab of disappointment went through Hakkai
at missing it, but there was nothing to be done for it now. The two were totally absorbed in each other,
their mouths making contact and their hands beginning to explore.
The game continued.
The kisses that passed
between Goku and Gojyo had little lip contact but a lot of tongue. From his own kiss, Hakkai had found Goku’s
tongue to be very agile (lucky Sanzo).
Getting out of his
chair, he slid into Goku’s vacated seat next to Sanzo. From here he could see the monk’s erection
tenting the cotton of his boxers.
Hakkai leaned forward and Sanzo met him half way.
His mouth was
soft. The taste of booze and tobacco
was reminiscent of Gojyo, and yet totally different. He felt Sanzo’s tongue slip into his mouth almost immediately and
gently touch his own. They kissed
slowly, taking their time in exploring each other as he followed Sanzo’s tongue
from his own mouth into the priest’s, then Sanzo would follow his back. They snuck breaths in where they could,
their breathing growing more labored and breathless the longer they
kissed. Sanzo’s hands sunk into his
hair and cupped the back of his head.
“Fuck, if I had the
talent, I’d paint a picture of that.”
Gojyo’s voice finally
broke through the haze of Sanzo’s kisses and they broke apart to look at the
other couple. Gojyo still sat sprawled
in his chair with Goku straddling him, watching as he and Sanzo kissed. Both looked aroused.
“I don’t know if I
should be jealous or just turned on,” Goku added, his gaze slightly possessive
as it drank in the sight of his guardian and Hakkai.
“Oh! Ah, ha, ha.
Perhaps we should have asked their permission first, eh Sanzo?” Hakkai found his voice breathy and the words
a bit difficult to force past his throat with his accelerated breathing.
“Tch. I don’t see why. They were too busy.”
Sanzo leaned back in his chair and Hakkai caught how his gaze traveled
over Goku’s compact body.
Goku laughed and moved
towards the monk, “Is this what drinking does, Sanzo? Make people horny?”
Sanzo scraped his chair
back from the table and reached out to the boy. “Sometimes.” The contrast
of Sanzo’s pale fingers against the darker tone of Goku’s waist as the monk pulled
Goku closer to him was worthy of a picture. The two kissed again and Sanzo went so far as to pull Goku up
onto his lap, the boy’s legs straddling Sanzo’s thighs as they had just been
straddling Gojyo’s. Sanzo’s arms
crossed Goku’s back, one hand cupped a butt cheek, the other caressing a
shoulder blade. Goku wrapped his arms
around Sanzo’s shoulders and settled himself comfortably.
Gojyo sidled next to
Hakkai, watching. “What’s going on
here, Hakkai? I just wanted to spice
things up in the card game a bit, I had no idea the monk and his monkey would
take things so far.”
Surprised, Hakkai
turned to his friend. “Are you
objecting, Gojyo? I recall you
confiding to me that this was one of the things you liked to fantasize about.”
“Well, yeah, but it
wasn’t something I would ever had thought to actually happen.” The two men kept their voices soft, so as
not to interrupt the bout of heavy necking going on a couple of feet away. Sanzo had slipped a hand under the waistband
of Goku’s boxers and was obviously now cupping a bare cheek. Goku was thrusting gently against Sanzo and
one of his hands had suspiciously disappeared, wedging itself between the
two. Sanzo inhaled a deep breath and
rose slightly in his chair.
A hand sinking into his
hair had Gojyo turning his head back to Hakkai to receive a slow kiss from the
green-eyed man. “Does that matter?”
Hakkai asked.
“No,” Gojyo
answered. His cock was in firm
agreement as it was standing at full attention. Hakkai smiled and reached out to wrap his hand around him,
standing and guiding Gojyo to his feet by his cock. He heard the scrape of a chair that wasn’t his or Hakkai’s, but
it wasn’t until the creak of bedsprings sounded that Gojyo broke the kiss to
look up.
The other two had
retired to one of the two beds and they had divested themselves of their
remaining clothing. Sanzo was settling
himself over Goku, his pale, naked skin glowing in the light. “To think that the two of them really have
been getting it on. How could I have
missed that?”
Hakkai watched as Goku
and Sanzo writhed together, establishing a rhythm, and he remembering Sanzo’s
comments earlier about Gojyo’s desires.
Now, it was he and Gojyo watching as Sanzo and Goku were having
sex. “So very true,” Hakkai replied.
Gojyo was touching him,
tugging at his clothes, loosening them.
“ I wonder how long it’s been going on,” Gojyo murmured as he slid
Hakkai’s jacket down his arms and let it fall to the floor. Hakkai raised his arms so his shirt could
also be removed. He let this happen as he
watched the couple on the bed, soaking in the feeling of Gojyo’s mouth trailing
over his heated skin. Gojyo’s arms
circled his waist and the button of his pants released as Gojyo’s fingers slid
down the zipper.
Sanzo shot a quick look
at him, then leaned down to whisper something, too quiet for him to hear, in
Goku’s ear. Goku’s molten eyes looked
his way before whispering an agreement back.
Suddenly, Goku’s
breathless voice reached out to them.
“Hakkai. You want some head?”
Hakkai blinked,
“Wha- Goku?!”
Sanzo shifted, turning
Goku to his side and lifting one leg to allow his continued deep thrusts. Then, those dark violet eyes turned to him.
By now, his clothes
were almost gone, only his boxers remaining, and Gojyo was pulling at them.
“It’s alright,
Hakkai. It’d be so hot, to watch him
suck you off.” Gojyo’s voice floated past
his ear. The words had a surreal
quality and he couldn’t pull his eyes away from the two on the bed, who were
watching him with dark, matching gazes.
His shorts were pulled
away, leaving him as naked as the rest of the group and a pair of strong arms encircled
him. “You’ve won the game, Hakkai. Now it’s time to partake of your
spoils.” Gojyo slid his erection along
his ass crack, “Do you want to top tonight?”
“Ah, no. Not tonight, Gojyo.” His voice was soft and distracted.
He moved up to the bed
Sanzo and Goku were on, kneeling at the very edge with Gojyo behind him, his
fingers sliding into him.
Since Goku was the one
to offer oral sex, he assumed Goku would be the one to do it. So, he was surprised when it was Sanzo who
reached out and gripped him, sliding his fist over his cock. But then he directed him toward Goku’s
waiting mouth, his hand still gripping Hakkai’s length.
A hard groan forced its
way out of his throat as Hakkai watched both Goku’s and Sanzo’s mouths trail
over his erection. Their tongues
twirled around his head and then twirled around each other. They took turns swallowing him down, their
saliva intermingling over his burning flesh.
A deep pulse thrummed through Hakkai’s body, demanding satisfaction.
He tilted his head back and rested it on
Gojyo’s shoulder. Looking into the red
eyes of his lover he demanded, “Fuck me, Gojyo. Fuck me. Now.”
A guttural grunt was
his answer as Gojyo positioned himself.
They were regular lovers so little preparation was necessary. His sigh from feeling Gojyo penetrate him
turned into a moan as Sanzo swallowed him down whole.
For long minutes he
rocked between Gojyo’s thrusting and Sanzo and Goku’s sucking. Surely heaven could never compare to this.
Eventually, the two
writhing on the bed became too engrossed in what they were doing to continue
sucking on Hakkai, so the healer let himself shift to the side, replacing their
mouths with his hand. Neither Sanzo nor
Goku seemed to notice. Sanzo was
holding Goku close, his mouth resting against the skin just behind Goku’s
ear. Hakkai could hear the monk
moaning, so very quiet that the sound barely reached his ears over his own
harsh breaths and Gojyo’s murmurs of pleasure.
He found himself listening hard, picturing Sanzo’s mouth behind his own ear,
his moans reverberating through his inner ear and the warm, puffs of breath
bathing the skin.
“Sanzo! San … zo!
I’m gonna cum!” Hakkai thought
for, a brief moment of panic, that the declaration came from himself, but no,
it was Goku. Hakkai was right with him.
Sanzo’s eyes dilated,
and a harsh cry was pulled from the priest’s throat.
Hakkai held on to Gojyo
behind him as his body stiffened. He
angled himself to the side, spurting over the blanket next to the two men lying
before him, narrowly missing them. His
body sagged and it was Gojyo’s arms that held him up, carefully lowering him to
the bed, his movements not slowing in the least. Once Hakkai had himself braced, Gojyo finished himself off, hard,
thrusting until his body collapsed onto Hakkai, his weight baring both of them
to the bed.
When they had all
regained their breaths, Sanzo got up and retrieved his cigarettes, lighting one
as he reclined back onto the bed next to Goku as Hakkai and Gojyo sluggishly
moved over to the other mattress. “No
mention this will ever be made,” Sanzo declared, sated and mellow. Goku snuggled up next to the priest, and
Sanzo surprisingly let him. “And it
will never happen again.”
“If you say so, Sanzo,”
the other three answered in unison.
Sanzo huffed and pulled
Goku closer. “Just so you understand.”
“Yes, Sanzo.”
-end
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