Long Time No See

AN: Based on the scene at the beginning of Saiyuki Burial when Ukoku turns up and they are talking at the beginning. And kind of based on my Ukoku muse saying he was lovers with my Sanzo's master. *Giggle*. My rp friends know what I'm talking about.


Long Time No See


Koumyou watched the man laughing helpless beside him and had to wonder what amused him so. It had been months since they had seen each other, so the most natural thing to say would be, Long time no see. Ukoku's shoulders shook, his eyes watered behind the lenses of his glasses as his laughter filled the small courtyard with it's lighthearted song.

Rays of the moonlight fought to filter through the clouds that tried to hide it's bright light away. It shown off his visitors dark raven hair as his head hung low, his lungs hitching with uncontrolled bursts of laughter. The sound was described as creepy by some, but Koumyou found it musical in a way.

He continued to watch the man he once knew as Kenyuu until he finally caught control of himself, head lifting to look straight into his eyes, laughter not present in them by even a fraction. What he saw was that familiar desire for perverse play in those dark pools. The mysteries of this man would forever elude Koumyou, but it mattered not.

The gaps between each visit were becoming further apart, but they both had their duties as Sanzo priests to fulfill, and they both knew that each moment spent was precious. The passion between them had not withered, but intensified each time they met. Most times it was late, deep in the night as it was now, away from prying eyes. A relationship such as their was forbidden, but it was a sweet fruit too delicious not to savor.

Not a word passed between them as Koumyou stood, turning and stepping up to head to his private room. He couldn't hear a sound, but knew Ukoku was moving to follow, knew that he had picked up the bottle of sake to bring along with him. Light footed, he made his way down the narrow hall, not looking back even as he slid the door open and stepped inside.

Koumyou finally heard the slightest thump of the bottle being set aside and the door being slid back into place. He smiled soft in the moonlit room, slipping off his scripture to place safely away. His hands trembled with anticipation, but the rest of his body gave away nothing even as dormant desire began to blossom.

Koumyou felt the touch at his hair first, Ukoku's practiced fingers unwinding and gently pulling the braid apart. Ukoku always told him he preferred his hair flowing and free of restraint, that it made him look angelic. His lips curved soft to smile. Angelic. His lover was more a devil with his raven hair and sexual presence, coming to him in the night to ravage his body until they were both satisfied. Yin and Yang. Two sides, but just meant to be.

Ukoku's hand wound in his blond locks, then he felt the forceful yank, his head falling back with a whispering gasp. His lovers lips left a trail along his jawline to his ear, his teeth nibbling almost painfully along the lobe. Though Ukoku was the younger of the two, he always remained the dominate one when it came to their secret liaisons.

Experience had made it easy for them both to quiet their pleasure, their sounds always soft gasping, or very low guttural moans muffled by flesh or tongue. Koumyou could tell his lover was going to make that task harder to do tonight as his free hand slide inside the open neck of his robe to snake down over the soft material of his black clinging shirt. He felt his fingers search and quickly find one of his already hardening nipples to pinch and twist at his leisure. The stinging pain sent a jolt of pleasure straight to his loins.

Koumyou lost himself, voice praising and wavered, groaning with each tug and twist. Ukoku shushed him and chuckled that sensuous laugh of his even as his hand moved to punish the other nipple with the same delicious torment. It brought him back and he bit on his lip to quiet himself, but he couldn't stop the hectic short breaths as his pleasure built from this torrid touch on his body.

Koumyou's nipples throbbed and ached still as he felt his robe being removed, the material pooling around his feet. He did not turn, did not speak, only gasping as his loins throbbed in beat with his pounding heart. The soft sound of fabric swishing behind him made him ache more with the desperation of wanting to feel his skin pressed to his lovers. A rough hand pulled his head back by his hair again and the tongue plunging between his lips tasted of sake and cigarettes. His lovers arousal ground perversely against his ass, the material of their jeans a needless and bothersome barrier.

Their tongue clashed and fought, lips nearly becoming bruised as they pressed harder, the kiss so deep that both men were breathing hard through their noses to get enough air. Koumyou felt lightheaded as he was pulled and pushed on the bed, their lips breaking contact. Gasping he looked up at his lover, his handsome face a shadow in the dark. The moonlight reflected off his glasses, hiding his dark eyes.

Ukoku's head tilted slightly, and Koumyou could feel his eyes roaming, even if he couldn't see their dark orbs doing so. Koumyou knew what his lover wanted without him needing to say it. He shifted slow on the bed and stripped off his remaining clothes, tossing the articles to the floor without a care. The last thing to get off was the black sleeves that graced his arms. His right hand went to the cool metal around his left bicep, but he froze when his lover gave him a silent head shake. Those would stay on.

Koumyou's cock stood erect as he sat back watching his lover hover above him, his hands resting on the mattress beneath him to keep his body upright. Every part of his body seemed electrified with desire. Each throb between his legs made his organ jerk, begging to be touched. Ukoku remained clothed as he put his knee to the bed and eased over him, the black cloth of his shirt hugging his slim muscled body.

Koumyou invited the tongue in that teased his lips once again, shivering when he felt the rough jeans covering Ukoku's knee rub light over his balls. His cock pulsed, leaking a drop of warm pre-cum on his stomach. His body begged for more, his hips swaying up to try to get a satisfying friction against his length, but was denied. Ukoku shifted and smoothly pinned his arms above his head, getting them snug under one hand, the other brushing over his Koumyou's cheek.

His lover's lips pulled back and he felt his fingers replace them. Koumyou opened his mouth willingly, sucking the digits that slid in against his tongue, savoring them and slicking them up with his warm saliva. Ukoku groaned soft, his own desire coming more to the surface now. Koumyou swallowed when Ukoku pulled his fingers free, taking in a deep, slow breath as his legs spread for what was coming. His neglected cock bobbed as he felt the pressure of Ukoku's fingers slide inside him.

Koumyou hissed low with the stinging ache of the probing fingers entering his walls after far too long without them. Shamelessly he rocked his hips to the thrusting digits, his wrists still pinned to the bed by his lovers other strong hand. Wet heat flicked over one of his abused nipples, sucking the sting back to the surface that had finally started to fade. Koumyou gasped, legs sliding up until his feet were firmly planted on the bed. The fingers delving inside him brushed his prostate. His lips sealed tight to muffle the moans that refused to be subdued.

Koumyou's cock screamed and throbbed, bouncing each time his hips worked to his lovers teasing, probing fingers. Ukoku's kisses and love bites continued to assault his chest, leaving marks that would still be present on his skin the next day. His prostate was toyed and rubbed expertly, leaving him a writhing mess of a man as he arched and ground to the pleasure of it, the soft creak of the bed mingling with his hushed words of encouragement.

When he climaxed, Ukoku's mouth covered his to take the sound of his guttural moan. Koumyou couldn't stop the shudder that traveled through his limbs as the hot spray of his seed covered his stomach. Gasping Koumyou kissed his lover, his body slowly relaxing back, legs limp and useless, arms still held in place above his head. Too fast. The pleasure had just taken him too fast. Ukoku knew how to get him to the edge quick as he had demonstrated many times before.

Koumyou cracked open his eyes as their lips parted. Ukoku's fingers slipped free and he wanted to groan when the empty feeling took over his lower body. His now limp cock lay against his stomach in the cooling seed he'd spent just moments ago. Sweat covered his body and his hair that surrounded him clung to his skin. His lover finally let go of his wrists to sit up. Koumyou let his eyes slip back closed to enjoy the brief afterglow as he listened to Ukoku moving around to undress, the bed shaking slight with his movements in a lulling, relaxing way.

Koumyou heard a soft laugh, then felt the wet lick along his limp member. Koumyou's eyes opened as he whispered his lover's name, meeting Ukoku's dark eyes. His tongue continuing it's journey to get his organ to come alive again. The seemingly lifeless flesh twitched and stiffened with each long lick from base to tip. Ukoku took in the seed sodden head and sucked, hand spreading through the cool seed to smear over his palm.

Koumyou was gasping again, fighting his moans as the heat burned anew. He watched with lust as his lover's hand that was covered with the spend seed moved between his legs to coat his own hard organ. Oh yes, he needed it, his body arching, legs spread wider to welcome his lover in. No longer willing to wait, Koumyou pulled Ukoku up by his arm and urged him to push inside. His anus was puckered, cock heavy and throbbing with renewed vigor.

The head slipped in, his teeth clenching as he was spread open slowly, his body welcoming the pain and pleasure equally. Koumyou jerked, wanting him deeper, but Ukoku pinned his hips to steady him, easing his cock in slowly for his body to adjust. Koumyou's breath rasped, skin flushed from the heat between them.

Koumyou's arms wrapped around Ukoku's neck, whispering a shameless plea. Ukoku smirked, then thrust steady, cock nearly leaving him completely each backward motion, only to slam balls deep when he swayed forward. Koumyou pulled himself up more on his lovers pelvis, hips rocking to meet the sliding friction of his cock. He was so full, his length slamming his prostate in a perfect rhythm. Koumyou's secret smug smile pressed against Ukoku's neck when his dark haired lover groaned unchecked as his own building pleasure began to overcome him.

The creaking of the bed became a steady sound with their heated gyrating and heavy breathing. Koumyou's cock slid between their sweat soaked abdomens, the pleasure slowly building inside and out. His legs wrapped tight around Ukoku's slim waist, hips rocking faster as he felt the heat rising in his belly. Koumyou never had to say it, his lover could just read his body like a book. He was about to climax again, his balls tight, his ass hugging around the hot organ pounding inside him.

Ukoku pinned him hard to the bed in a swift motion, hips pounding with more force and urgency. Koumyou fought to silence his cries as slick flesh slapped in a hurried rhythm. A deep kiss saved him the worry and he welcomed the distraction, yelling against his slick tongue as he spent between their working bodies.

Gasping, Koumyou tilted his head back against the pillow as his lover continued to take his body unrelenting. They had been apart far too long, and Ukoku would not be letting him get any rest this night. Even as his body grew sore and tired, it wasn't enough to satisfy his need completely, not when he knew that his lover would be gone by morning, the length of time always unknown.

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Koumyou opened his eyes to sunlight, his nude body wrapped in the crisp white sheet. He groaned as his muscles spoke of the night's passion. Tired eyes looked at the empty space beside him and he sighed soft, pulling the pillow to his nose to inhale his lover's scent that was still embedded in the cloth. A few silent tears soaked into the pillow as his face pressed to savor the only thing he had left from his lover's visit.

Long time no see.