Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyuki Serial: Beautifully Broken Evolution ❯ 9 Playing To An Audience ( Chapter 9 )

Author's Note: None of the lovelies of Saiyuki belong to me and all rights apply to the fantastic creators who do own them. I don't make anything off this but my own perverted gratification. If they did belong to me, they'd be doing a hell of a lot more of this kind of stuff on a regular basis. I am such a sick and evil little puppy.

 

~ indicates POV

 

Self-beta job. All fuck-ups are mine alone.

Thanks goes to Lillie for reading this over for me.

 

 

9 Playing To An Audience

 

~Hakkai~

 

I had gone alone into the forest to collect firewood. Although I generally enjoyed the company of my travelling companions, things had been happening that made being around any of them difficult. Gojyo and Sanzo were sleeping together and had been for a while. I didn't begrudge them any happiness they could steal. But something had happened in the last few days that had Sanzo in a pissier mood than usual; which was saying something. Gojyo was starting to get annoyed with Sanzo and poor Goku kept asking what was going on.

 

There was nothing I could say to Goku. I wasn't sure he'd understand Sanzo and Gojyo being intimate. I wasn't sure I understood them being intimate. I could appreciate Gojyo being attracted to Sanzo. Sanzo was, for lack of a better word, pretty. Gojyo zeroed in on pretty of either sex and soon had them begging to be invited into his bed. It made me a little curious how they had ended up together as I just couldn't see Sanzo begging to get into Gojyo's, or anyone's bed.

 

Sanzo had been relaxing ever so slightly since he had started partaking of Gojyo's charms. The fan didn't always hit Gojyo and the death threats had been marginally fewer since they had started sharing a bed. He had even stopped taking pot-shots at him. Now, Sanzo was back to whacking Gojyo for every little thing and I had yet to see any expression on his face in the past three days except an almost deadly scowl. I sighed as I stooped to pick up another fallen branch.

 

I froze when I heard voices coming towards me until I recognized them as Gojyo and Sanzo. I shook my head when I heard the angry tone in Sanzo's voice. None of us could figure out what had set him off and why he seemed to be taking the brunt of his anger out on Gojyo.

 

“I don't know what your fucking problem is, Sanzo. You said you were okay with the spanking and you wouldn't say no to doing it again. I didn't hurt you. Not really. You got off on it as much as I did.”

 

I felt my eyebrows rise at that. I never would have guessed that Sanzo would let himself get spanked. He seemed like the one who would do the spanking. I wanted to make myself known but I also didn't want to step into the middle of a lover's spat. Especially when I wasn't supposed to know about them being lovers. I stayed crouched in the brush and hoped they moved on before I was discovered. I didn't want to embarrass Sanzo like that. Or possibly get shot for knowing that they were an item.

 

Sanzo glared at Gojyo and his fingers curled into fists. I could tell from his stance that he wanted to hit Gojyo and I admitted to a little curiosity as to why Sanzo was so upset. Gojyo could be casual about sex but I'd never known him to purposefully hurt a bed mate either physically or emotionally. It just wasn't something Gojyo would do.

 

“For fucks sake, Sanzo; I can't fix it if I don't know what the problem is,” Gojyo growled in frustration as he started to turn his back on Sanzo and tried for calm.

 

Our eyes connected and Gojyo's widened in surprise. He moved his head in the barest of shakes and darted his eyes to where Sanzo still stood fuming. I gave a nod, acknowledging that it would do nobody any good for me to announce my presence. Sanzo was pissed enough as it was.

 

“My problem is you, Gojyo,” Sanzo snapped as he grabbed Gojyo's arm and tried to turn him around.

 

Sanzo and Gojyo struggled against each other in near silence. I hoped that I wasn't going to have to step in between them. Neither would appreciate my efforts to keep both of them in one piece. Sanzo ended the struggle when he managed to pull the banishing gun on Gojyo. Gojyo froze and I had to dig my fingernails into my forearms to keep from stepping from the brush that hid me. Sanzo and Gojyo were in profile and he let his gaze slip to me in a warning not to move. I had never seen Sanzo behave like this before but obviously Gojyo had.

 

“On your knees, kappa,” Sanzo ordered as he pointed the gun at Gojyo's chest.

 

I tensed, hoping that Sanzo hadn't finally lost it to the point that he'd actually kill Gojyo. He had been behaving very strangely and it seemed like his temper had finally reached the ignition point. I wasn't sure I'd be fast enough too actually to get a shield up around Gojyo to protect him from having his brains blown out. I waited for Gojyo to refuse to do what Sanzo demanded and the struggle to continue.

 

I was shocked when Gojyo sank gracefully down to his knees and waited with what I could only call naked lust on his face for what Sanzo was going to do next. Sanzo pressed the gun to Gojyo's temple. The sneer on the monk's face was enough to make most sane people think twice about moving. It made the redhead kneeling at his feet smile and lick his lips in anticipation as his hands moved up under the robe. The dry sound of a hammer being pulled back made Gojyo close his eyes and moan softly with desire.

"Start sucking, Gojyo. The more spit you use, the better it'll be for you; because I am going to fuck you hard up against that tree in about five minutes."

Gojyo pushed the robe out of his way and attacked the zipper of the tight jeans Sanzo was wearing. He made pleasure filled noises once he had Sanzo's cock in hand and the monk hissed his approval. The gun remained steady against Gojyo's temple as he moved forward and opened his mouth over Sanzo's dick. Sanzo rested his free hand on Gojyo's head and began running his fingers through the deep red locks. When Sanzo ran his fingers from Gojyo's scalp to the tip of the hair that always seemed to stand up, a shudder wracked Gojyo's body and a whimper of intense pleasure floated on the air before Gojyo doubled his efforts to suck Sanzo off.

 

I watched a good friend hold a loaded gun on my best friend and demand that he suck him off and all I could think was that it was one of the most oddly erotic things I had seen in a long time. I couldn't figure out what Sanzo was doing to Gojyo to make him whimper in absolute bliss like he was. I assumed that Gojyo liked sucking Sanzo off, but it seemed to be more than that. Gojyo was making all kinds of arousing noises of intense pleasure yet he wasn't touching himself. Sanzo wasn't quiet either. He was moaning in a continuous stream from the actions of Gojyo's clever tongue and lips. The monk half closed his eyes from the delight of Gojyo's mouth and I felt the saliva in my mouth dry at the erotic picture they presented.

 

My own pants were beginning to feel tight and I reached down to adjust the bulge. Gojyo must have seen that small movement out of the corner of his eye. He glanced in my direction and I was awed to see such intense want and need in his eyes. It was like looking into the heart of a fire filled ruby. It made lust surge through my own body and my cock throbbed in painful pleasure.

 

I held Gojyo's eyes as he slowly moved up and down Sanzo's cock. I could almost feel the desire coming from both Sanzo and Gojyo. Sanzo continued to play with Gojyo's hair. Every time Sanzo would stroke that length of hair, the fire in Gojyo's eyes would flare brighter and he'd put more effort into bringing pleasure to Sanzo.

 

Sanzo was panting heavily and muttering what I assumed was encouragement to Gojyo. The gun remained rock steady against Gojyo's temple. I would have been very nervous but Gojyo seemed to be getting off on the gun as much as Sanzo. I had to admit that the suggestion of force was another layer of kink that I never would have thought of as a turn on. I'm not sure who was more surprised, Gojyo or me, when Sanzo abruptly ordered Gojyo off his cock.

 

“Take your pants off and lean against that tree.”

 

“You are one kinky fuck, Sanzo,” said Gojyo a little breathlessly as he started to undo his pants.

 

Sanzo held the gun on Gojyo and waited until he had kicked his pants off before approaching him. He pressed the gun to the back of Gojyo's head and wound his fingers through his hair. He jerked Gojyo's head down and laid a brutally hard kiss on his lips. Gojyo's hands came up to the monk's shoulders and I could see his fingers dig into the fabric of the robe. He made a pained sound that had nothing to do with pleasure and that I could easily hear. Sanzo pulled away only long enough to close his eyes and draw in a shuddery, steadying breath before his lips descended again, gentler this time.

 

What the first kiss had in heat and anger, the second kiss had in passion and need. Watching Sanzo kiss Gojyo answered questions that I never would have dared ask of either of my two friends. I still didn't know why Sanzo seemed so angry with Gojyo but he cared about him. Whatever the reason behind the anger, when he realized that he was hurting Gojyo, he had immediately gentled his actions.

 

The kiss went on and Gojyo held Sanzo tight to him. Sanzo thrust his hips against Gojyo, making him groan. The sound of Gojyo's wanton pleasure made the erection I had twitch in response. I bit my lip to stifle the groan that wanted to escape. I must have made some small sound because Gojyo opened desire filled eyes and pinned me in place with one look. The hand that had originally moved to my groin to shift my erection began to knead it in response to the erotic show I was being treated to. If Sanzo ever found out I had been watching and Gojyo had known; he'd shoot both of us.

 

Sanzo finally released Gojyo's mouth. He was starting to pant from the arousal rushing through him. He struggled with his robes and gave a frustrated growl and almost tore them from his body. He stood in front of Gojyo, his robes puddled at his feet. His chest heaved and the flush of desire was on his face. Sanzo had released his hold on Gojyo's hair and lowered the gun to point at the ground. His gaze devoured Gojyo who was breathing just as hard and obviously aroused.

 

He pushed Gojyo back against the tree and waited for Gojyo to move to accommodate him. When Gojyo only smiled seductively at him, Sanzo pulled one of his legs up to his waist and pushed the gun into Gojyo's ribs. Gojyo grunted and hooked his leg around Sanzo's waist. When it looked like Sanzo was going to drive into Gojyo, Gojyo spoke softly and raised a hand to touch Sanzo's cheek.

 

“Be as mad at me for whatever you want, Sanzo, but don't use sex as a weapon. I like when it hurts, but not like this. A little prep won't take long and we'll both enjoy it better,” Gojyo said as he looked into Sanzo's eyes.

 

I could almost taste Sanzo's impatience but he surprised me by bowing to Gojyo's request and offering his fingers to Gojyo's mouth. I pressed my lips tightly together to cut off the groan that wanted to escape from the sight before me.

 

“Suck, Gojyo,” commanded Sanzo with a little growl.

 

Gojyo took Sanzo's offered fingers and sucked on them. Sanzo hissed and muttered about being too damn good at it before he pulled his fingers from Gojyo's mouth and moved them to Gojyo's ass. It was then that I realized that Gojyo had allowed Sanzo to lift the leg that would give me the best view of Sanzo's fingers working to loosen his hole. Gojyo was such a pervert. He knew I could see and he was making sure that I got an eyeful.

 

Gojyo pressed his upper back against the tree and gasped as Sanzo's fingers pushed into him. He struggled to keep his eyes open to watch the want move across Sanzo's face. I had begun to pant ever so lightly from the erotic sight before me and finally undid my pants enough to slip my hand over my straining erection. I almost moaned out loud from finally touching myself.

 

Sanzo pulled his fingers from Gojyo and gave him a brief, questioning look. Gojyo nodded and bit his lip as Sanzo pressed the head of his cock to Gojyo's hastily prepared opening and pushed. Gojyo's head thunked back against the trunk of the tree and he hissed. Sanzo grunted and continued to push into Gojyo. Gojyo raised himself up on his tip toe and exhaled loudly. Sanzo placed a hand on Gojyo's shoulder and pushed him down hard. Gojyo gasped and squeezed his eyes shut.

 

“Sanzo, wait. Gimme a second,” Gojyo said through clenched teeth.

 

Considering the anger that Sanzo had displayed earlier, I was surprised when he remained motionless and waited for Gojyo to adjust. Gojyo drew in a deep breath and opened his eyes. He leaned forward, wrapped his arms around Sanzo's neck and kissed him. When he pulled back from the kiss, his eyes met mine and he let a seductive smile tease across his face. Gojyo pulled his other leg up around Sanzo's waist and locked his ankles together behind Sanzo's back.

 

I stared at my two friends locked together in their erotic embrace and heard myself whine softly. Sanzo was still basically clothed. He had only opened and pushed his jeans down enough to free his cock. The leather top and arm covers showcased his pale golden skin. Gojyo's long, naked legs were wrapped around Sanzo's waist and his arms twisted around his neck. Gojyo leaned his head back against the tree, the motion pushing his hips down on Sanzo's cock buried deep inside him. Both of them moaned from the bliss that action caused.

 

I stroked my erection as I watched Sanzo begin to move. He pulled out of Gojyo slowly before pushing back in just as slow. Gojyo's eyes drifted to me and he looked at me knowingly. He knew I was masturbating to the erotic sight in front of me and he revelled in that knowledge. It was edging his own desire higher to know that he was being watched and arousing someone else from his carnal show.

 

“Sing, Gojyo,” Sanzo demanded as the gun came up under Gojyo's chin and dug into the soft skin there.

 

The light of surprised pleasure came into Gojyo's eyes. His mouth opened slightly and I waited to hear what Gojyo was going to sing. I thought it a rather odd request from Sanzo, but the entire encounter had elements of the strange to me. I waited but didn't hear anything except the increased harsh breathing of the two lovers. The effect of the silence was different on the monk. His whole body shook and he began pumping faster into Gojyo. Noises of desire began pouring from his throat that I never would have expected to hear from him.

 

I felt ghostly prickles of desire pressing against my skin. There was a demonic aura in the air but it wasn't evil. It was seductive; entrancing; compelling. It was making me want to seek completion that promised to be better than anything I had ever experienced before. I fisted my cock faster, need suddenly whipping through my body.

 

Sanzo had picked up his pace as well. He drove into Gojyo's body over and over, groaning his want. Gojyo moaned and pushed his hips against Sanzo. The gun that Sanzo had been holding under Gojyo's chin slipped down and away. I heard the soft thud of the gun hitting the forest floor. Sanzo brought his hands up to hold Gojyo's head as he attacked his mouth in a greedy, needful kiss. I gave a quiet little moan as the feel of the demonic aura grew stronger and peaked. Sanzo broke the kiss with Gojyo and threw his head back as a drawn out moan that was very close to a scream escaped from him. Gojyo gave a broken sounding sob as his entire body shivered. I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt the first pulse of my own orgasm rush through me and spill over my fingers.

 

I stayed kneeling in the brush panting as quietly as I could and feeling my limbs shake. I had never had an orgasm effect me so strongly and I had only been pleasuring myself. The demonic aura I had felt earlier was fading away and I was positive that it had originated with Gojyo. I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to experience sex with him if just watching had been this good.

 

Sanzo stayed pressed close to Goyjo for a few minutes longer before pushing against the hold Gojyo had on him. Gojyo protested and wriggled his hips making Sanzo gasp and press against him before cursing and shoving against his chest. Gojyo's legs unwound from Sanzo's waist and he let the monk go reluctantly. Sanzo scooped up his gun and robes from the ground. He dressed quickly and tucked his gun away. His gaze raked over Gojyo's half naked form and he scowled.

 

He stabbed a finger into Gojyo's chest as he hissed, “Stay the fuck out of my way, you pervy kappa. This doesn't change anything.”

 

Sanzo stalked away muttering about demonic powers and lusty water youkai. He stopped a short distance away from where he had left Gojyo leaning against the tree and lit a smoke. His eyes darted back to Gojyo and I saw want and anger fighting in his eyes. He looked like he wanted to say something to Gojyo but clamped his lips around his smoke and whirled around. He left the area without ever knowing that I had witnessed the entire encounter.

 

Gojyo put his pants back on and pulled out a smoke of his own before wandering over to where I now stood in the bushes. His eyes traveled over the evidence of my own arousal and orgasm and he gave me a gentle satisfied smile as I pulled a handkerchief from a pocket and cleaned myself up.

 

“I see you enjoyed the show. I don't think I need to tell you not to say anything to Sanzo about having watched the whole thing. He'd shoot us both.”

 

“Not that it's any of my business, Gojyo, but why did you let Sanzo treat you that way? He held a gun to your head and demanded you suck him off.”

 

“It's Sanzo,” Gojyo said with a shrug. “It wasn't the first time he's done that and I hope like hell it won't be the last. He wouldn't have shot me; I don't think. He pushes all the right kink buttons for me, Hakkai. I can put up with his moods for the most part because of it.”

 

“It looked damn near like rape, Gojyo,” I said, concerned now for Gojyo.

 

“You know it wasn't. He's not usually like that. Something is bothering him. I just have to wait him out. He'll eventually work it out in his head.”

 

“So you'll let him use you like that? Gojyo, why?” I asked completely at a loss to his easy acceptance of the ill use Sanzo had pushed on him.

 

“Because he's Sanzo and he's worth it once you get under that armour of his. No matter what it looked like to you, Hakkai, he wasn't using me like you're implying. Just for the record, I like the rough stuff as much as I like the slow and tender loving. You may not believe it, but I can get both from Sanzo. That alone is worth putting up with his bitchy, sullen moods.”

 

I wasn't sure I agreed with Gojyo on that but he had been intimate with Sanzo for some time now. I just had one more question to ask him before he left.

 

“Sanzo demanded that you sing to him but I didn't hear anything. I did feel a demonic aura and there was obviously something going on with Sanzo. What were you doing? That was you, wasn't it?”

 

“I did sing for Sanzo. It's a water youkai song that only he can hear. I may be only half demon but I do have some demon powers. That song is one of them.”

 

“Can I…”

 

“No, Hakkai, don't even ask. That song is for Sanzo alone. He's the only one who will ever hear that particular one,” Gojyo said with surprising steel in his voice.

 

I gave a little sigh of disappointment. I was always curious to learn about different demon powers. It made me wonder what the song Gojyo sang was like if Sanzo had actually wanted Gojyo to sing it to him. The monk had to know that it was a demon power. I was very surprised and wondered how Sanzo had come to first hear this song of Gojyo's. I was startled from my little mental wanderings by the feel of Gojyo's hand on my crotch.

 

“Anytime you want to join in the fun, Hakkai, I'll be up for it,” he said with a seductive laugh as he stroked over my soft dick.

 

He trailed his fingers up the length of me before turning and walking towards the camp we had set up. After watching the two of them together, I couldn't dismiss the idea of joining them that Gojyo had just planted in my head. I was also aware that it would never happen. Sanzo would never allow it. He was doing his best to hide the relationship he had with Gojyo as it was. And he did have a relationship with Gojyo. Just like Gojyo felt more for Sanzo than as just a beautiful bed mate. Gojyo's tone of voice and information about the song for Sanzo was evidence enough for that.

 

I shook my head and began collecting firewood again. Gojyo had been unintentionally cruel to plant the seeds of joining him and Sanzo in bed. I wasn't sure I'd want to be with Sanzo given the rough treatment he had shown Gojyo. Gojyo had said that Sanzo could be gentle too and I had no reason to doubt what Gojyo said. I was now curious about what it would be like with Gojyo though. I sighed heavily and tried to push thoughts of slipping into Gojyo's heat out of my head.

 

We didn't need any more surly, frustrated people in the group than we already had.