Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyuki Serial: Beautifully Broken Evolution ❯ 19 Blinded By Desire ( Chapter 19 )

Author's Notes: I don't own a damn thing here except the smutty idea. Rights to the characters, as always, remains with their creator.

 

Self-beta job here. Thanks goes to those who helped/inspired/prodded me along.

The song Moments In Love (Sexual Mix) by The Art Of Noise fits this piece. Feel free to ask me for it.

 

19 Blinded By Desire

 

~Gojyo~

 

I'd been getting hungry looks from Sanzo all day. If he didn't knock it off, the damn monkey was going to notice and open his big mouth, getting us both shot. Hell, those looks of Sanzo's were starting to make me nervous. I'd catch that little lip twitch of his that meant he found something amusing. He was looking at me each time it happened. Usually, I could figure out what Sanzo was thinking. This time… I had no fucking idea.

 

Well, I had sort of an idea, but it was more than just sex on Sanzo's mind. Whenever Sanzo wanted a little bump and grind, he'd give me one very hot look and then I'd get nothing from him for the rest of the day. Except maybe a fan upside the head. Or a cocked gun pointed at somewhere vital. That was usually fine by me as that one look of his made my cock hard for the rest of the day as I thought about all the perverted things I'd get to do with him later.

 

I was still floored that Sanzo agreed to try to have a real relationship with me. I honestly thought he was gonna turned me down flat. He was skittish relationship-wise. I couldn't blame him. He'd had some pretty shitty experiences getting close to people. I just had to make him realize that this wasn't going to be the same as everything that happened before. Even if he'd said no to having a real relationship, I would've kept on sleeping with him. I enjoyed being with him for more than just the sex and I'd accept whatever he was willing to give me at this point. I was in way over my head with Sanzo. I still didn't know how I'd come to actually love the bitchy monk.

 

One of those mysteries of the universe things, I guess.

 

We hit another town near dusk and I was stupidly grateful. Not because of the food. Hakkai was a surprisingly good cook even with the rations and a campfire. Not because of the booze I could get. Hakkai was kind enough, or maybe smart enough, to make sure there was always a bottle or three in with the supplies. A town meant an inn for the night. That meant a night spent in Sanzo's bed which was a treat I looked forward to after days of camping out. Not being able to curl around Sanzo and inhale the smell of cigarettes and gun oil, which I was finding oddly erotic, was becoming a torture for me.

 

I was a sick, sick kappa if I was finding gun oil a turn on.

 

I fought with Goku over food at supper. Sneaky little bastard stole my last dumpling right off my plate when I turned to signal the waitress for another beer. He said he didn't do it but who else pulled shit like that? Hakkai was wearing a stupid grin as he fed Hakuryuu some meat and Sanzo just raised an eyebrow before muttering to shut up and eat or he'd shoot us. I was surprised when Sanzo stopped me from going to the bar after supper with a hand on my arm.

 

“Two drinks, Gojyo. I have plans tonight and you don't want them screwed up. Take a bath before coming to bed,” he ordered before turning and walking away.

 

Heat pooled in my groin. I loved it when Sanzo got all demanding. He was so intense when he decided to focus on something. When that something was me… I casually shifted the growing erection those thoughts were giving me. I wondered what he wanted to do with me. Sanzo with a plan could be damn scary in that fun kinky way I loved. I'd only been able to steal a few kisses and a couple of quick gropes the past four days. I was eager to really feel Sanzo's skin under my hands again. If I was perfectly honest, I just wanted to hold him skin to skin. That I was going to get sex too was like icing on a cake. Beautifully sweet but not necessary for my enjoyment.

 

Not that I'd refuse sex with Sanzo.

 

I followed Sanzo's demands. I had two drinks at the bar and bought a bottle to take back to the room. Sanzo liked a drink just as much as me and the local sake was actually pretty good. I washed the dirt of the road off me before letting myself relax in the heat of the pool. I let several different ideas of just what Sanzo planned to do with me float through my brain. This was going to be the first time since our talk that we'd had sex and it felt strangely new to me. I wondered if Sanzo felt the same way about it. I left the pool and dried off before wrapping the towel around my hips and heading for Sanzo's room.

 

I opened the door expecting to find a naked and waiting Sanzo. I should have known better. Sanzo almost never did what I expected him to do. He was seated on a chair, reading a newspaper. He flicked a glance at me over the tops of his glasses and calmly went back to reading.

 

“Close and lock the door. Put the bottle of sake on the table. Take the towel off and stand there with your legs spread. Hold your forearms with your hands behind your back until I tell you not too,” Sanzo said without looking at me again.

 

I felt a smirk start to form. For this kind of kink alone, I would've fallen in love with Sanzo. I didn't understand why I got such a thrill from him ordering me around the bedroom when I resented it anywhere else. Just some weird part of my brain, I guess. I did as Sanzo ordered, standing only inches from his crossed legs, waiting to see what he wanted to do with me.

 

I stood there for a full five minutes before he put his paper down, removed his glasses and looked me over with a critical gaze. I caught the lusty flash in his purple eyes when he stared for a few extra seconds at my half hard cock. I was waiting for him to touch me and was damn disappointed when he didn't. He grunted, rose from the chair and moved behind me. I heard a zipper open and the rustle of things moving against each other. I guessed he was taking things out of his bag and my excitement went up a notch or three. Sanzo enjoyed the toys I'd introduced him to so much, he'd gone out and bought some of his own. I can't even start to say how upset I was to have missed that little shopping trip with Sanzo.

 

I licked my lips in anticipation at what was to come. My cock stood at full attention.

 

“You're going to let me do whatever I want with you, aren't you?” Sanzo asked in a low tone from behind me.

 

“Yes,” I answered in a voice gone husky from the arousal he pulled effortlessly from me.

 

“You want a safe word or do you feel like being a little dangerous?” he asked as I felt the cold metal of the banishing gun slide down my spine.

 

“Dangerous,” I moaned softly at the feel of the barrel slipping between my ass cheeks. I trusted Sanzo with my life.

 

I heard a quiet laugh from Sanzo before he stopped touching me with the gun. That laugh made me more nervous than having a loaded weapon pressed against my spine. I was almost tempted to change my mind and ask for a safe word. Almost. I wanted to turn around and look at Sanzo's eyes but he'd told me not to move. I'd agreed to play his little game. Sanzo hadn't disappointed me yet with his bedroom ideas so I stayed perfectly still.

 

Even though I was expecting something like it, I still flinched when I felt the sting of Sanzo's hand slapping my ass. When he slapped the other cheek even harder, I little groan left me. Damn, but he knew what I liked. Sanzo heard and a soft snort of amusement left him.

 

“Bend over the table. Keep your hands behind your back. Don't move.”

 

I did what Sanzo told me too, pressing my chest to the table. My cock bobbed as blood surged into it from the erotically vulnerable position. The idea that he'd maybe take my ass as I leaned over the table came to life in my brain. Gods, but I loved kink with Sanzo. I'd known he'd be a natural at this kind of play. I was ready for the next slap when it came and bit my lip to keep the loud moan from escaping me. Sanzo started to lay a hard spanking on my ass. My cock twitched with every blow. I felt my desire climb as he grunted with effort. He was really putting his arm into it and despite his thin build, Sanzo was pretty strong. When he stopped, we were both breathing hard. My ass burned and I'm sure his hand was stinging too, but arousal was rushing through both of us.

 

Sanzo didn't say anything when he moved away from me. I heard him rummaging around in his bag again and wondered what he was getting out. I had a real fondness for the vibrating butt plug he'd picked up gods knows where. I wanted to turn my head to see what he was doing but knew if I did that when he'd already told me not to move, this lovely game would be over. I heard him step behind me and waited.

 

“Close your eyes, Gojyo,” Sanzo said as he leaned against me.

 

I hissed softly as the material of his robe slid over my newly spanked ass. I smiled as I felt his erection through his robes. I wondered when he'd get naked. I'd been looking forward to feeling his skin on mine. To seeing him flushed a delicate pink with desire. Gods, but he was beautiful when he was aroused and wanting. My cock twitched at the mental image of Sanzo aroused.

 

“H-h-hey!” I stuttered as a cloth was pulled snugly over my eyes.

 

“Something wrong, Gojyo?” Sanzo asked as he tied the cloth tightly in place. I couldn't see shit.

 

Well, damn. How did I answer that? It was just a blindfold. I wasn't worried about what Sanzo was gonna do to me. He knew what I liked and what I could handle. I knew if I told him to stop, he would. But, I'd wanted to watch arousal build in his eyes as he played with my body. I wanted to see Sanzo lose control.

 

“Gojyo?” he asked with a little uncertainty in his voice.

 

“You surprised me. I'm fine. Go nuts,” I said as I put myself into his hands. I wondered if he understood the trust I was giving him.

 

He moved away from me and I could feel his eyes on me. Not being able to see anything was a little frustrating when I wanted to see, but it did make me glad that I was half youkai. My hearing and sense of smell was better than a human's and if I completely relaxed myself, even my sense of touch became sharper. I drew in a deep breath and let it out slowly, opening myself to my demon half.

 

I could hear Sanzo's quiet breaths and very faintly, the sound of his heartbeat. I felt the air currents shift over my skin as Sanzo moved. I could smell my arousal as well as his. My skin twitched when I felt the barely there touch of Sanzo's fingers over my back. It took me a few seconds to realize that he was lightly tracing every scar that he could find. I'd never in my life wished I had more scars than I did then. The ghostly touch was oddly erotic compared to the hot, prickly feel of my freshly beaten ass.

 

His fingers traced down around my hips, avoiding the red hand prints I was sure I had on my ass. Sanzo had gotten really good at giving me erotic spankings. I think he liked seeing his handprints on my ass. That was fine by me. I liked him putting them there. His fingers circled my wrists and he moved my hands to rest at my sides, releasing me from the slightly uncomfortable position of keeping them behind my back while bent over the table.

 

He moved away from me again and there was the sound of ice clinking in a glass. I heard him drinking and the soft thunk of the glass being set down. Air moved against my skin again and Sanzo was back behind me. I yelped in surprise when I felt the ice cube touch my reddened cheeks. I hadn't been expecting that. Sanzo snickered and began outlining a handprint with the ice cube. It felt soothing on my hot skin and a little ticklish as the melted ice water trickled down the backs of my legs.

 

“Fuck,” I gasped as Sanzo licked the little rivulets of water from my skin. When the hell did he come up with this idea? What could I do to encourage more of these ideas?

 

“Later,” Sanzo said with a smirk in his voice. Who ever said the pissy monk didn't have a sense of humour just didn't know him well enough.

 

Sanzo finished playing with the ice cube and I felt him lean over me. He licked a line up my spine that raised goose flesh over me before pressing his still clothed body against mine. I felt his lips brush over my ear just before he licked the edge, making me shiver.

 

“Stand up, Gojyo,” he whispered before moving off me.

 

I pushed myself up and stood next to the table. I heard the soft pop of a cork and smelled sake. There was the gurgle of it being poured from the bottle but the sound was wrong for it to be going into a glass. I felt the air currents swirl seconds before Sanzo tangled his fingers in my hair and pulled my head down. He pressed his lips to mine turning my head a little to the side. I tasted sake on his lips and opened my mouth to lick at them. He opened his mouth and sake flowed from his mouth to mine. I swallowed as I wrapped my arms around him.

 

Sake tasted so much better when it was drunk from Sanzo's mouth.

 

He'd pushed his robe down to hang off his waist. The supple leather of his sleeveless shirt rubbed against my chest and I groaned softly into his mouth. His tongue played with mine and I found that I liked his taste better than that of the very nice sake I'd brought to the room. He broke the kiss and panted lightly before pushing against my hold. I didn't want to let him go.

 

“Undo the zipper for me,” he said softly against my throat between little nips.

 

Yes! Sanzo was gonna be naked!

 

Even though I couldn't see him naked at the moment, I could still touch him. Naked Sanzo felt fan-freakin-tastic under my hands… as well as other body parts. I pulled the zipper down and let him step away from me to shed his clothes. I heard the slither of his robes falling down to the floor and the heavier plop of his leathers joining the robe on the floor. There was a scratchy rustle as he peeled his jeans off before he put his hand on my arm. He tugged me along until I felt the edge of the bed against my leg.

 

“Lay down on your back. I'm not done with this game yet,” he said as he gave me a little push.

 

I lay back on the bed and waited for what he was going to do next. I tried to remember some of the toys he might have stashed in that bag of his. He had that little mini flog he'd used on me before. He'd also picked up a crop somewhere. They were both fun to play with. Anticipation made me strain my senses to the max but didn't give me any clue what he was about to do. I heard him moving things around before I felt the edge of the bed dip when he sat next to me. I shivered when I felt something soft travel over my skin in a random pattern. When he moved it back and forth several times over my nipple, I moaned.

 

“Guess correctly what each thing I touch you with is, and you get a reward.”

 

He expected me to think? When I knew he was naked and aroused and sitting right next to me? When I could smell and almost taste his desire on my tongue? Was he nuts?

 

“What am I touching you with, Gojyo?” Sanzo asked as he moved the object back and forth over the hard little nubs my nipples had become.

 

“What's the reward?” I managed to ask with just a little breathlessness in my voice. I was proud that I'd managed to put that many words together without groaning in pleasure.

 

“A kiss. A few licks. A gentle bite or two. A good, hard suck. Whatever I feel like,” Sanzo said as he continued to brush the object back and forth across my nipples.

 

Sanzo continued to surprise me. I wondered what kind of perv I'd unleashed by introducing him to some of the stuff I had. I made a mental note to thank the gods that such a kinky soul lived in the bitchy monk and that he was willing to test out these ideas on my willing body. I tried to focus on the thing he was teasing me with but just the idea of Sanzo wrapping his lips around my hard cock as a reward was seriously distracting.

 

Not that my thought process were ever very good around Sanzo when he was naked.

 

“How many guesses do I get? Do I get a clue? Is there a penalty for a wrong guess?” I asked as I shifted, trying to feel more of Sanzo's skin against mine. I was freakin' amazed I'd gotten three complete sentences out. I deserved a medal for that.

 

“One, yes and you don't get rewarded for guessing wrong,” Sanzo said with humour in his voice as he moved the object down my chest and started brushing it around my cock.

 

“Clue,” I said through my teeth when he dragged it down my length and teased my balls.

 

“It's a tool.”

 

What kind of fucking clue was that?!

 

I tried to think as Sanzo started to draw random patterns over my dick with it. It was soft but a little prickly and small. I frowned as I tried to think but the pattern Sanzo was drawing over and over was distracting me. The twenty-watt bulb lit up in my head when I realized what the pattern was. Sanzo was writing a word over and over on my erect cock with… a paintbrush.

 

“Paintbrush,” I said with a triumphant smile and a little moan.

 

My breath left me in a rush at the feel of Sanzo's tongue licking a wet line up my chest, over my throat and taking my ear lobe between his teeth gently. He sucked lightly on my ear lobe before letting go. Sanzo nipped a line down my throat, stopping to suck lightly at my collar bone. The whole time he was moving his lips over my neck; his fingers were busy plucking and pinching my nipples. My cock throbbed with the sensations he was giving me and I could feel and smell pre-come leaking from my dick.

 

A teasing, playful Sanzo was fucking dangerous to my control. I wouldn't change a thing about that though.

 

“Correct. Next,” he whispered before moving back.

 

Cold metal pooled on my belly making me gasp. Sanzo dragged the object down around my groin and trailed it over my inner thighs. I heard the soft clinking of metal links together. It was a chain of some sort but a small, delicate one.

 

“Clue,” I hissed as he dragged the chain over the sensitive skin of my balls.

 

“You liked this a lot when you last saw it.”

 

He was doing it on purpose. The clues were damn near useless. There were a lot of things I liked that I'd seen. It might have been a necklace or a bracelet but I had no idea where Sanzo would get something like that. He didn't do jewellery. He slowly dragged the chain back up my body and placed it across my chest. He teased my nipples with the cold metal ends of the chain for several minutes before I got a mental image of the time Sanzo wore the jewelled nipple clips after I suggested he'd look hotter than hell and probably like it.

 

“The nipple clips with the chain you wore before,” I said confidently as I tried not to squirm from the erotic teasing.

 

I groaned and pressed my head back against the pillows when he attached the delicate clips to my erect nipples. When he teased the trapped nubs with his tongue, my back arched from the sheer erotic delight of the act. I was panting harshly when he stopped. Sanzo's breathing wasn't the steadiest either.

 

“You're doing better than I thought at this. Maybe I should pick something harder to guess?”

 

Something thin and silky was dragged from my ankles to my groin. I wracked my brains to try and think what it could be but nothing was coming. The feel of the nipple clips was distracting the hell outta me and the scent of Sanzo's arousal was getting stronger every time I breathed in.

 

“Clue,” I said on a sigh at the silky, slippery feel. Fuck, but this all felt good.

 

“I made you beg when I used this last.”

 

Oh, big fucking help that was! Sanzo had made me beg on a number of occasions. He teased me by looping it around my cock and slowly stroking me with it. My brain tried to shut down and just wallow in the pleasure of having Sanzo slowly jerk me off with something wrapped around my cock. When he lightly looped the object around one of my wrists, it clicked with me.

 

“The silk rope,” I groaned.

 

I shouted when Sanzo closed his lips over the head of my cock and sucked hard. He was trying to kill me with pleasure. If my eyes had been open, they would have rolled back in my head. I settled for burying my hands in his hair and moaning his name. I could hear his heart rate speed up when I did that and the scent of his arousal spiked sharply. He worked his tongue around the head, stabbing into the slit. Need slammed into me hard. I wanted to fuck his mouth. I wanted to watch my cock slipping between his lips and hear those erotic little noises he made that let me know he liked sucking my dick. A lot. I whimpered when he released my cock. He moved over my body, straddling my hips and pressing his tight ass down on my dick.

 

His fingers moved lightly over my chest, tracing the scars I had there. The feather light touch was raising goose flesh on me again. I jerked a little when his fingers sketched lightly over the scars on my cheek. I was pretty sensitive about them but I didn't want Sanzo thinking he couldn't touch me where ever he wanted. When I felt his lips gently kiss the scars, my breath left me. I'd never had Sanzo touch me like this before. It was almost… reverent. My heart started to pound in my chest. I reached for the blindfold. I wanted to see his eyes. I needed to see his eyes.

 

“You take that off before I tell you too and I stop,” Sanzo warned as he moved off me.

 

I gave a little growl of frustration and clenched my fists in the sheets under me. He'd do it, too. He was enough of a prick to leave me hanging if I didn't play by the rules I'd agreed to in the beginning. I got the feeling that I was missing something important by not seeing his eyes and the expression on his face. There was a different feel to Sanzo's touches this time. If I could see his eyes, I'd know what was going through his mind. He had the most expressive eyes even though he tried to hide it. But, I wanted the soft touches to continue, so I left the blindfold where it was.

 

Sanzo waited a few more minutes before he settled back between my legs. I felt him shifting around and heard some strange noises but I wasn't sure what he was doing. Something interesting as the scent of his arousal kept climbing, his breathing was coming faster, his heart sped up and he started to make some of those tiny noises of pleasure I loved to hear.

 

Damn the blindfold, I wanted to see what he was doing!

 

He removed the rope from around my cock and took me back into his mouth. I groaned as he started to bob his head. If he wasn't careful, he was going to make me come. I was already closer to the edge than I wanted to be thanks to his little game and having to concentrate on nothing but sensations. Just when I thought I was going to have to tell him to stop, he let my cock fall from his mouth. A strangled whimper left me. I loved the feel of Sanzo's mouth on me, something he knew damn well. He moved from the bed again. I lay there with my cock hard, my heart pounding and a film of sweat covering my skin.

 

I yelped when cold liquid dripped onto my belly and smelled sake seconds before Sanzo started licking it off me. His tongue dipped into my belly button and I couldn't help the giggle that escaped me. He knew I was ticklish. Hearing that, he started to lick and nibble my skin, making me squirm and laugh. I felt him smile as he pressed his mouth high on the inside of my thigh and sucked hard. I was going to have a hickey there but I didn't care. I liked that Sanzo felt the need to mark me with his teeth or hands. I also liked that I could make him smile, even if I couldn't actually see it. Real Sanzo smiles were a rare treat that made me feel all warm and squishy inside.

 

So I'm a fool in love. Bite me.

 

He straddled my thighs again and stroked my cock leisurely. Before long, he had me moving my hips in time with his hand. I reached out and stroked his hips, letting my fingers wander up his chest to play with his nipples. He groaned softly and shivered at the touch and I smiled in delight. Sweet Merciful Goddess, but he had the most sensitive nipples on a man that I'd ever had the pleasure to play with. It was my turn to groan when he shifted and pressed the head of my cock to his ass.

 

I slid easily into him. He'd been stretching and lubing himself up when he was moving around earlier. Fuck. He knew I loved to watch when he did shit like that. Seeing Sanzo slip his fingers inside himself was fucking erotic. He sat in my lap with my cock up his ass and a moan of absolute pleasure escaped him. I was panting with the feeling of finally being balls deep inside Sanzo's heat. Like any desperate junkie, four days seemed like forever to go without a Sanzo fix. He leaned down and kissed me with a passion I was pretty sure I was the only one to call from him. I kissed him back with all the desire he'd stirred in me. I worried for a second that he'd react to the love that was in the kiss I was returning. Feeling his fingers stroking through my hair as he made those sexy sounds of delight made my brain shut down and my body just feel.

 

The kiss was pure Sanzo. It was hunger and need and want. There was tenderness in it as well as threads of violence. Strength and domination as well as vulnerability and submission. It was a complicated mix of emotions just like the bitchy monk I'd fallen for.

 

“Fuck me, Gojyo,” he panted against my lips.

 

Nope, I was done fucking Sanzo.

 

I wanted to make love to one Toua Genjo Sanzo Houshi. I just hoped like hell he could tell the difference. I didn't want to scare him off but he had to know that this relationship between us was important to me; to both of us. I knew we could have something special together. He just needed to let himself go and trust me. I wouldn't hurt him on purpose. I only wanted him to give me the chance to love him like I thought he deserved. I wasn't entirely sure he'd ever be ready to do that but I had to start the first steps with him. If I didn't, I was pretty sure he never would on his own. He was too skittish about relationships.

 

He drew away, sitting up again but remaining perfectly still in my lap. Well, parts of him remained still. Every now and again, he'd clench the muscles in his ass. The intimate squeezing had me biting my lip and groaning softly in pleasure. His fingers traced patterns over my chest, my throat, my face. The touch was gentle, like you'd use to pet a kitten or a puppy. Every now and again, I'd feel him play with strands of my hair. Little pleasure noises would escape him when he did that. I almost snickered when the thought hit me that Sanzo was a hair whore. I decided to start letting my hair grow longer so he'd have more to play with.

 

More of my hair to play with meant more erotic sounds from Sanzo.

 

I noticed he was being very careful not to touch my antenna. I wouldn't have minded if he did but this gentle loving was so very good it didn't need the extra boost of demon lust. I moved my hands to his thighs and started touching him as he was touching me. Gods, but I loved the satiny feel of his skin. I stroked the lean muscles of his legs up to gently cup his firmly muscled ass and smirked a little when I thought that Sanzo had legs that went all the way up to make a perfect ass of themselves.

 

He covered my hands with his and I thought for a moment that he was going to move them away, that I wasn't allowed to touch him in this little game we were playing. Instead, he started to guide my hands over his body, touching himself through me. Not being able to see him, going only on what my senses were telling me was more erotic than I would have thought. His soft sighs and pleasure filled groans were better to me than any demon song I could come up with. I was almost positive I'd died and gone to heaven because nothing in my life was ever this good. Sanzo started to roll his hips and I groaned. I pulled his hands along as I reached for his head and drew him down to kiss him. It was either kiss him senseless or tell him I loved him and I didn't think he was ready to hear that yet.

 

I kissed him gently, as if I had all the time in the world to taste his mouth. I don't know where I dragged up the willpower to do that when what I really wanted to do was hold onto his hips and pound into his ass as hard as I could. Sanzo wriggling his hips like he was… well, that wasn't helping my control any. The feel of his hard cock trapped between our bellies and sliding a little in the sweat and drops of sake he'd missed was arousing us both more than we already were. Sanzo was the one to break the kiss as he sat back up.

 

He rose up on his knees before slowly sitting back down. I could smell his excitement and it made my arousal stronger. I knew if I touched his cock, I'd find the tip slick with pre-come. I could hear his heart pounding and the harsh breaths he was taking. He kept to the slow pace for just a handful of strokes before he started to make more of those erotic sounds I loved. He began to move faster while soft little moans and quiet groans of desire slipped out of his throat. He took my hand and guided me to his cock.

 

“Jerk me off, Gojyo. I want you to come with me. Now,” Sanzo demanded in a low, rough voice.

 

Ah, fuck. How was I supposed to ignore a command like that? I moved my hand over Sanzo's cock, squeezing and twisting just how he liked it. A startled cry left me when he tugged on the chain connecting the nipple clips together. Damn, that was a beautiful feeling. A little pinch of pain with an erotic tugging sensation. I needed to remember to do that to him the next time he wore the nipple clips. I'd send him into ecstasy if I did that. I smiled at the delicious thought of Sanzo begging for more. He was gorgeous when he begged.

 

“Come for me, Sanzo. Give me your pleasure,” I said in a soft voice.

 

Sanzo groaned and moved faster over me. He slammed down into my lap and his body stiffened. His fingers dug hard into the muscles of my forearms as a low moan vibrated from his throat and his cock spurted in my fist. I gasped at the erotic feel of his ass clenching my cock as he peaked. I smelled his release as it spattered my belly and chest, the hot wetness pushing my desire to its limits. My hips jerked as my orgasm rushed through me. I called Sanzo's name with a broken little sob as I came. He sucked in a sharp breath before grinding his ass down on my cock, whimpering with pleasure at the feel of my dick spurting inside him. Our breathing was harsh in the quiet of the room. I whined a little protest when Sanzo moved off me before I was ready. I wanted to enjoy the feeling of being inside him just a little longer.

 

I sucked in a surprised breath when I felt him licking up his seed from my body. He'd never done that before. It was a damn erotic, intimate thing and he totally astonished me by doing it. I'd done it to him before, but I liked the taste of Sanzo in my mouth. I didn't usually swallow but, for him, I actually preferred it. I never expected him to swallow for me, but it made me feel damn possessive the times he did it.

 

He kissed me with banked heat. I could taste him faintly on his lips and hummed my approval. My tongue teased the seam of his mouth and he opened to let me in. If I'd have been able, I would have widened my eyes in surprise when I got an unexpected mouthful of the come he'd licked off me. Sanzo was amazingly perverted when he wanted to be. I loved it. I swallowed greedily and played with his tongue, enjoying the taste of him. Sanzo pulled back from the kiss slowly sooner than I wanted him too.

 

“I'll take off the blindfold when I'm done with you,” Sanzo said quietly as he brushed his fingers over my throat.

 

I wondered what he was up to and why he wanted me to keep the blindfold on. A little hiss left me when he removed the nipple clips. He kissed both overly sensitive nubs gently before moving away. I sighed in pleasure when he dragged a warm, wet cloth over my dick and balls, carefully cleaning me. There was more rustling of things before I heard the click of a lighter and smelled tobacco. The bed dipped slightly as he sat beside me.

 

He pressed the filter between my lips and I inhaled with a little hum of pleasure. Sanzo leaned against my chest as he shared the smoke with me. I knew he was watching me. It should have bothered me to be stared at but I found that I only wanted to see his eyes. I wanted to know what was going on in that pretty head of his.

 

This encounter was very different from anything Sanzo had done to me before. Initial spanking aside, the entire encounter had been about teasing, gentle sex. I was surprised that Sanzo had put the effort into doing this. He knew I liked the gentle side of sex as much as I enjoyed the rougher play. But… Sanzo never initiated gentle sex with me. I think he used the forceful sex to keep a distance between us. To keep it just sex between two people.

 

Did this mean that Sanzo was really, honest to gods, gonna try to have a relationship with me? My heart stumbled in my chest at the possibility. I tried to want very few things in life. Reduced the hurt when I didn't get any of it. But I wanted this with him. I wanted it so bad I that I actually had to bite my own tongue to keep from telling him how important he was to me.

 

How much I'd come to love him.

 

I heard Sanzo take a drag off the cigarette and move away from the bed again. His footsteps crossed the room and I heard him flick the light switch before he came back to the bed. He prodded me to move over before climbing into bed with me. He tugged the blindfold off and dropped it over the edge of the bed. I rolled into him, pulling him tight to my body. I don't think he knew that after the complete blackness of the blindfold combined with my youkai senses, I could see him just as clearly in the darkness of the room as if a light had been turned on.

 

His eyes were soft with the afterglow of sex and completely unguarded. There was cautiousness in his gaze, like he was waiting for something bad to happen but hoping it wouldn't. I pressed my lips together hard to keep from asking him if he was really gonna let himself get close to me like I thought he was. I could see the want in him, the need. Not sexual, although that simmered in the back of his eyes. No, it was the same thing that I wanted that I could see in his eyes before he closed them. Sanzo wanted to feel like he belonged. Like he had a place in someone's world as more than a Sanzo priest or a pretty face or a nice body. Sanzo wanted to be valued because he was… Toua Genjo Sanzo Houshi or Kouryuu or whatever the hell he wanted to call himself. I wanted to give that to him but I wasn't exactly sure how to tell him without making him bolt away.

 

Skittish was one way to describe Sanzo's reaction to feelings and emotions. Homicidal was another and probably more accurate.

 

“Thank you, Sanzo,” I said softly as I stroked his skin lightly. I hoped he'd know that I was thanking him for more than just the fantastic sex.

 

One purple eye cracked open as a delicate blush travelled over his cheeks. Ah, so he did know. Surprise, surprise. He stared at me for several seconds before grunting something that sounded suspiciously like `pervy water kappa'. His hand reached up to tangle in my hair and a very quiet sigh of contentment escaped him.

 

“Shut the fuck up and go to sleep, Gojyo. Hakkai wants to get an early start for a change,” he grumbled but with a lot less heat than he normally would. I think Sanzo had been affected by the gentle sex too. “And, Gojyo, Goku didn't take your dumpling. I did.”

 

I pulled back just enough to stare in shock at his face. Sanzo took food off my plate? That was… he… but…. A wicked smile kicked up the corner of his mouth at knowing he'd stunned me into silence. He opened his eyes and watched me almost shyly for several seconds before closing his eyes again and muttering to go to sleep. Sanzo was even more beautiful when he smiled. That he'd smiled like that for me…. I hugged him tight as I dragged covers over us, kissing him softly on the lips.

 

It was almost like walking a minefield blindfolded to try and have a relationship with Sanzo. So many things could set him off. But getting through that minefield was going to be so worth it in the end. Sanzo had a lot of passion crammed down deep inside him. I think he had love buried there too. I wanted to be the one to break both things free. As long as he didn't start running when stuff got more serious between us, `cause they sure as shit would, we could both have what we wanted with each other.