Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Broken Bonds Forged Trilogy ❯ 2 Holding Together ( Chapter 2 )

Author's note: Don't own a damn thing except for the smutty idea. All rights apply to the creators of Saiyuki.

 

Lots of praise to Tam as my beta for this. Love ya, babe.

2 Holding Together

One fucking room at the inn. Naturally. I wanted to be alone after the incident with Shuuei but it wasn't going to happen. I could stay in the bar and drink myself stupid but I knew I'd have to deal with assholes hitting on me and I really don't need that today. I escaped to the bath instead, I needed that anyway. I stripped and hurriedly went through the motions of washing. I wasn't able to reach all of my back so abandoned the attempt and hoped the near scalding hot water of the bath would get the feel of something clinging to my skin off. Even though I was sure Hakkai had gotten all of Shuuei's.... My mind skittered away from that thought and I felt my skin crawl again.

I sank into the hot bath and closed my eyes. They popped open a minute later when I heard a small noise. My gun was up and aimed before I realized I even grabbed it. Hakkai stood in front of me with a wash cloth and a bar of soap. I put the gun back down within easy reach on the towel I laid near the edge of the bath and glared at Hakkai. He ignored my glare and pulled me from the water. He pushed me to sit on the stool and gave me one of those looks of his that made me keep my ass firmly on the seat. He moved behind me and began to scrub my back.

I pressed my lips together. He was scrubbing hard enough to hurt, which was exactly the thing I needed and had been unable to do for myself. Slowly, the harsh scrubbing turned to gentle strokes that relaxed me just a little and pushed away the ghostly feel of Shuuei's hands and... other things. Through it all, Hakkai never said a word, he knew I needed silence. Hakkai poured several buckets of clean water over my back until he was satisfied all residue of soap or anything else had been washed away. He rested his hands on my shoulders, I felt a soft kiss on the back of my neck and then he was gone, leaving me a little startled from the kiss but by myself as I needed.

Dressed only in my jeans with the towel I used after the bath slung around my neck, I walked back to the room. When I got there, Gojyo was slouched on the bed. I clenched the ends of the towel in annoyance. I glared at Gojyo for taking up the bed when I wanted to just curl up under the covers and forget the entire day. He grabbed my arm and yanked me down next to him, trapping my own arms so I couldn't hit him. I swore at him as I inadvertently dropped my shirt, towel and armguards which landed on the questionably clean floor. He passed his newly lit smoke to me once he was reasonably sure I wouldn't punch him and slung his arm over my shoulders. I stiffened and tried to move away.

"We'll get him for what he did, Sanzo. Don't be such an ass and take off on your own. It's not weak to lean on your friends. Stacking the deck in your favour is smart," Gojyo said quietly as his hand rubbed over my shoulder in an oddly soothing manner.

I let Gojyo keep his arm around my shoulders while we smoked in silence. We passed the cigarette back and forth between us and I could have sworn I could taste him on the filter over the bite of the tobacco. His fingertips drew random patterns on my bare skin and gave me pleasurable shivers. Gojyo took a final drag and crushed the smoke out in an already full ashtray on the night table. Eventually, we heard Goku thumping up the stairs and he reluctantly moved his arm away. He leaned in and gave me a fast, hot kiss on the lips before he got up from the bed and passed Goku in the doorway. I knew I was staring at his back with wide eyes and resisted the urge to touch my lips.

Goku spotted me on the bed and stood in front of me. His hands clenched into fists and I could see anger simmering in his eyes. His entire body was tense and I was caught off-guard when he launched himself at me and wrapped his arms around my waist. Goku pressed his face against my stomach before rubbing his cheek back and forth. He had me in a strangle hold yet I didn't want to push him off.

"I won't let that guy hurt you again, Sanzo," Goku said in a voice muffled against the bare skin of my stomach.

I looked down in surprise and rested my hand on Goku's head. After a while, I started to absently run my fingers through his hair as I thought about how Hakkai's quiet scrubbing, Gojyo's silence as we smoked and even Goku's fierce hug helped me hold myself together when I wasn't sure I would've been able to after what Shuuei had done. The soothing motions of my fingers through Goku's silky hair eventually had both of us dozing off.

I woke with a start when I felt hands on me; moving me. I heard Gojyo curse softly when my fist connected with his arm and Hakkai shushed me as they stretched me out on my side on the bed. Goku still had his arms wrapped around my waist and I felt the bed dip as both Gojyo and Hakkai got in on either side of me. Gojyo wrapped himself around my back and Hakkai pressed in front of me with Goku trapped between us at my waist. Arms and legs tangled, enveloping me.

I waited for the need to be free to come to me and was surprised when it never happened. Instead, I felt like this was the way it was supposed to be. Close. Comforting. Supporting. Centered. Being held by Hakkai, Gojyo and Goku didn't make me feel weak. I felt grounded and strong. I gave a little grunt at the unexpected feelings and weird turn of my mind before I closed my eyes.

Hakkai moved and kissed me on the lips. The little flick of his tongue was startling and arousing and a perfect counterpoint to the nipping kisses Gojyo was placing on my neck. When I felt Goku's tongue dip into my belly button, I squirmed, surprised. Gojyo laughed softly.

"We're much better together than apart, Sanzo. Try it, you'll probably like it," Gojyo whispered into my ear before he took the lobe into his mouth and sucked gently.

I shivered at the sensation and felt a smile twitch my mouth in the dark room. Pervy kappa. He was probably right and that sounded way too much like a dare for me to refuse. Thoughts of what Shuuei did disappeared as I let them draw me into a tight circle of friendship and the comfort they offered.