Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Red & Gold ❯ Red & Gold ( Chapter 1 )

Authors Note : I'm not sure how to classified this one shot. But it comes to me at 2 am and I just wrote whatever crosses my mind. Hope you guys like it. Thank you for reading.

 

Disclaimer : Saiyuki belongs to Minekura Kazuya sama who happen to be a lady that have a wry sense of humour of creating a story so hot and never actually finished it.

 

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He is red.

 

Blood personified.

 

He intrigued me.

 

His brass words. His little seductions. His looks that send me shivers.

 

Aye, he is red.

 

He is gold.

 

The sun glorified.

 

He burnt me.

 

His swift punishment. His small words of wisdom. His glare that kills instantly.

 

Aye, he is gold.

 

…..

 

And this night, it rains, with thunder and lightning, dances across the sky, I, the Red one, drunk maybe, tipsy maybe, or plain suicidal, will hold back no more.

…..

 

He didn't knock on the door. I should've have lock it but the monkey would've annoy me with his knocking. So he came just as a loud thunder rolled above.

 

He stands here now in my room and for the first time in many years I'm lost for words. For as his red hair cascades framing his face, I also see tears. And it's like the falling rain.

 

He speaks. Words lost in the turbulent storm.

 

Yet I can read his forming request.

 

Please. Please. Just tonight…Sanzo. You can kill me tomorrow.

 

….

 

I pushed him on the soft bed. He had lost his clothes. Or maybe I had ripped all of them off. I could not recall. All I know now is my naked bronze skin against his marble white skin. I had lost my clothes too. No, I had ripped them apart. Some of them, I think.

 

My head is buzzing. Alcohol? Or the heady scents surround him? Or the taste of his body? Under my tongue. Under my fingers.

 

I wonder if he had fought me. I think he did, a little bit and just for a while. I think he kicked me. He punched me. Did he bit me? I think he did. And I think I liked it.

 

….

 

He is strong. Oh yes, a demon child, even a taboo child will grow up strong. But I have my harisen. I have my gun. I have my makai tenjo. I can rip him into shreds if I want to. Just like he ripped my shorts of. That was my favorite short damnit!

 

Yet he is on top me now. Moving frantically against my slicked skin. His hot breath on my neck. His hair swayed in the darken room. His tears, yes his tears, I still hear him crying.

 

In between, he was saying words that closely resemble my name.

 

Oh Kami…Kamisama…San…Kamisama….Sanzo…fucking hot…Sanzo…

 

It's my name. But I can't really think much as he is furiously pounding inside me over and over and over again.

 

….

 

Our tongue met in a grueling match as our body intersecting in another separate battle. He tastes so good. And he sounds so good too.

 

His moans and grunts with the falling rain and rolling thunder. A symphony of mindless pleasures crossing the untouchable.

 

Us.

 

Who would have thought that Gojyo would finally fucked Sanzo hard?

 

….

 

I stop our kisses as the coil inside me tightened. I pushed my head back into the pillow; burrowing into the softness as my whole body tensed.

 

….

 

I couldn't see him now. My golden lover. I raised my chest above him as my body arched back as my lower body plunging into him faster and harder.

 

….

 

Kami, Gojyo!

 

Fuck me hard!

 

Shit! I'm….

 

….

 

The door opened with a bang as our two other compatriot burst in.

….

 

…. Coming!

 

And although they are four of us in the darken room, on a rainy stormy night, I can only feel the two of us. My seed spilling over my chest and a little bit on my chin. I guess he pounded so hard into me that my body bend forward.

 

That's how some of the heavy scented cum reached my chin.

 

And his seed spilling inside me. The feeling. Indescribable.

 

There was… I think…. a rolling of thunder. No, more like cracking of thunder. Resonates around the room. Shaking my every nerve.

 

Was it? Was it thunder?

 

That was me and Gojyo shouting each others name as we both come in front of shocked Hakkai and Goku.

 

Shocked. I'm shocked that I don't mind at all.

 

….

 

The door close with a soft thud.

 

….

 

Hakkai?

 

Erm.

 

What was that?

 

I…erm…I guess…you know…sometime lonely people..

 

Why are Gojyo fucking Sanzo?

 

Goku!

 

I know what fu…having sex is! But why…

 

None of our business Goku.

 

And here we thought some youkai are attacking Sanzo.

 

Hai…hai…

 

One bloody of a youkai too.

 

Goku!

 

….

 

He is slumped over me as my arms wrapped around him. His breath slowed but warm. His red hair shadowed my vision. Part of him. Yes that part of him. Still embedded in my body.

 

Did he tell me to kill him tomorrow?

 

Nobody can tell me to do something that I didn't want to do.

 

Nobody.

 

….

 

Did I tell Sanzo to kill me tomorrow?

 

After filling Sanzo ass with my cock, I don't I want to die early. Sanzo is something I'm going to explore much longer than one stormy night.

 

So he's going to open up for a negotiation. I don't think he would mind a little persuasion, a little push, a little gentle caress.

 

Damnit I'm getting hard, again.

 

….

 

He's getting hard, again?

 

….

 

He is red.

 

Blood personified.

 

He intrigued me.

 

His brass words. His little seductions. His looks that send me shivers.

 

Aye, he is red.

 

He is gold.

 

The sun glorified.

 

He burnt me.

 

His swift punishment. His small words of wisdom. His glare that kills instantly.

 

Aye, he is gold.