Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyuki Serial: Beautifully Broken Evolution ❯ 28 Weighty Issues ( Chapter 28 )

Author's Notes: I don't own a damn thing here except the smutty thoughts and the fact that they happen in the BBE universe. Rights to the Saiyuki characters, as always, remains with their creator.

 

 

28Weighty Issues

 

~Sanzo~

 

The pervy kappa deserved to die but I had a better, more devious idea that'd make him wish I'd killed him.

 

Fucking bastard had known it was going to itch like hell when my pubes started to grow back and he still went ahead and shaved me. He'd snickered and giggled; giggled for fuck's sake, through an apology and suggested I keep my groin shaved to avoid the itching. Fuck that. God-damned pervy kappa and his god-damned pervy ideas. It was completely beside the point that I'd liked what he'd done and the intense sensations the shaving had given me. I might have forgiven him if I hadn't woken myself up in the middle of the god-damned night scratching my balls like mad and hearing him snort with laughter. He didn't think it was so fucking funny when I booted his ass out of my bed in the middle of the night and told him to find someplace else to sleep. For a while, I thought I was going to go mental from the itching. I didn't care if it was alright for guys to scratch their nuts in public; I sure as shit wasn't going to be caught dead doing that. That was just… crude.

 

I wasn't sure whether I wanted to snap Hakkai's head off or press the gold card into his hand and tell him to go nuts with it when he somehow guessed what my problem was. I was pretty sure Gojyo hadn't said anything because he'd finely honed his self-preservation instincts and he knew I'd definitely kill him if he breathed a word to anyone about what was making me extra bitchy. Hakkai gave me some kind of powder to sprinkle on the stubble growing on my crotch that reduced the itch to a low level annoyance instead of the nearly insanity inducing scratching I'd been doing.

 

I slouched in the front seat of the jeep. I'd been thinking hard of what to do to get back at Gojyo. I was a creative guy when I was motivated and by-fucking-god, I was motivated. Didn't matter that I'd only been uncomfortable for a few days and there wasn't any harm done. If I let this incident slide, Gojyo might be tempted to do something else. I had an idea of what to do for revenge, one Gojyo actually helped grow in my head, but I needed to wait until we hit a decent sized town. I had shit to buy that I knew I wouldn't find in any of the rinky-dink towns we'd been passing through.

 

The gods must still love me for whatever reason because the day before, Hakkai had announced that in a few days time, we'd be hitting a city. A real fucking city that actually had more people than animals. I was having a hell of a time keeping the satisfied smirk off my face. I could finally put my plan into motion. I covered the urge to smile by lighting a smoke and inhaling slowly. That damn kappa wasn't gonna know what hit him by the time I was done with him.

 

“Is Sanzo okay? He's been kinda weird all last week and now he's all quiet. Did you do something?” Goku asked Gojyo in a loud whisper from the back seat.

 

I flicked my eyes to the rear view mirror. Goku was looking between me and Gojyo with worry plain on his face. Where the hell did that come from? Did Goku know something about me and Gojyo? I snorted softly. Nah, if the monkey knew anything, there was no way in hell he'd be able to keep his trap shut. Secrets and Goku couldn't exist in the same sentence never mind the same head space.

 

“Hey! Why the hell do you always think it's my fault, stupid monkey? Do you seriously believe I'd do something on purpose to piss off the guy with the gun and the hair trigger?” Gojyo asked in an indignant tone, his eyes catching mine in the mirror before I jerked my gaze away. Goku started to yell something back but stopped when I held my gun up. He mumbled something I couldn't hear but otherwise kept his mouth shut.

 

Gojyo had a combination of wariness and… was that longing I saw in his eyes? I hadn't let him back into my bed since I'd first kicked his ass out of it for laughing when I nearly scratched my nuts off. The itching was gone now that I had hair around my cock and balls again and I wanted Gojyo back in my bed. I'd never say it out loud but I missed having him there. I felt surprisingly safe when Gojyo slept with me and I almost never suffered from nightmares when he shared my bed and wrapped me in his arms. I frowned a little at the direction my mind started to wander.

 

I still wasn't completely sure how Gojyo felt about me. I mean, I knew he cared and that he liked sex with me but it really was more than that. I finally clued into that little fact after hearing his demon song the night of the fireworks. How much more… my mouth turned bone dry and my belly twisted into knots when I thought about asking him point blank. Did he really love me like I thought that song of his meant? What if I was wrong? What if I totally misunderstood what he meant when he'd said he wanted a real relationship with me? What if I asked him if he loved me and he said no and asked me why I'd even thought that? Why did it make my guts churn and my hands turn cold when I thought of him telling me he didn't or couldn't feel that way about me?

 

I started to panic a little on the inside when I thought about what my reaction to what I was feeling meant and mentally backed away from poking at my own emotions. I wasn't quite ready for that shit yet. I'd barely adjusted to the possible idea of Gojyo having real feelings for me never mind trying to figure out how I felt about him. It was a hell of a lot easier and less stressful to try and decipher what was going on in Gojyo's head than what was maybe going on in mine. I shifted mental gears and left the dangerous territory of my feelings for the safe subject of Gojyo's behaviour around others.

 

I'd watched Gojyo when he was around Hakkai and Goku. I was curious now about how he treated them and if it really was different than how he treated me like it thought it might be. Now that I had an idea what I was looking for, I could more or less see the subtle emotions in the things Gojyo did around Hakkai and Goku. Not that I was an expert in love or relationships but I wasn't exactly stupid either. I did have eyes and once I was paying attention to things, I could see things that'd probably been there all along.

 

Gojyo cared about Hakkai a lot but not like he was chasing after him and wanted to get into Hakkai's pants. He did little things for Hakkai that I never noticed before. Like setting the cooking stuff out in a certain order so Hakkai didn't have to go searching for anything. Or sometimes coming back from taking a leak with a fistful of plants that Hakkai could use in making the rations taste better. I'd even seen him hand Hakkai a tube of hand cream after washing the dishes one night and remind him to use it before his skin got dry and flaky. I think it was safe to say Gojyo loved Hakkai but not a love like he wanted to plough his ass or suck his cock. It was just… there.

 

There was a little pang in my chest when I thought about Gojyo's relationship with Hakkai. I certainly wasn't jealous of what they had or anything I… quickly shifted my attention to how Gojyo reacted around Goku.

 

Gojyo cared about Goku, too. Sure he fought with him and stole food from him and they called each other names but it wasn't ever done with real meanness. Gojyo actually got pretty damn mad when somebody did or said something nasty to Goku. I think he was protecting Goku in his own way even if he knew Goku could kick serious ass with the limiter on never mind what happened when it came off. The way Gojyo acted with Goku reminded me a little of how Gojyo and Jien acted the few times I'd seen them together. Gojyo treated Goku like a pesky little brother. I couldn't say for certain that he actually loved Goku but it was something damn close to that.

 

And I didn't feel anything even close to jealousy over the relationship Gojyo had with Goku. The last thing I viewed Gojyo as was a brother, pesky or not.

 

Gojyo was a lot more complicated than most people thought. He may have the carefree attitude of a playboy but when it came right down to it, he was actually pretty shy. He didn't show a lot of people the real Sha Gojyo. He showed them what they wanted to see or what they expected to see. I snorted softly to myself. Most people were idiots.

 

“It's nearing sunset and we're still at least a half a day away from the city I mentioned. I suggest we stop for the evening at the next suitable spot, set up camp and let Hakuryuu get a good rest,” Hakkai announced.

 

Gojyo groaned about sleeping outside and Goku whined about having to eat trail rations when he'd been looking forward to a full meal in a restaurant. Hakkai looked in the mirror and one of those damn creepy smiles of his appeared. He repeated that we were a half day away and Hakuryuu was tired and needed to rest. Gojyo shrugged his shoulders and mumbled a `whatever', his eyes sliding away from Hakkai's. Goku started to complain, caught the look on Hakkai's face and snapped his mouth shut so fast it was a wonder he didn't bite off his tongue. Hakkai gave me a side-long glance as if waiting for me to challenge him. I took a final drag off my smoke and tossed the butt away.

 

“I don't care. I've got enough smokes to last until tomorrow night.” Now that I was so close to my goal of getting my revenge on Gojyo for the shaving incident, I could be patient.

 

Hakkai nodded and a pleased smile replaced the unsettling one he'd been wearing. He stroked the steering wheel in a way that was almost suggestive and whispered something to Hakuryuu that I couldn't make out. Hakuryuu cooed and I swear to fucking god, he sounded pleased. Hakkai was generally a little weird but he'd been taking it to extremes the last little while. I mentally shrugged. If shit was going on with Hakkai, Gojyo would say something to him. That's just the kind of relationship they had going. Hakkai's problem wasn't my business as long as he did what he needed to in our group. Hell, he could get all freaky with the damn dragon for all I cared as long as he fought, healed and did those hundred other things he usually did for us.

 

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“Will that be all, sir?” the clerk asked as she rang up my purchases.

 

I nodded my head and pushed the gold card towards her. I was rather proud of myself for not turning a dozen shades of red as the clerk bagged my things. That had to be Gojyo's influence. My lips quirked up in a little smirk and I had to work hard not to snicker as the clerk handed me my bag and told me to have a nice day. The floating heads were going be puzzling this little purchase out for weeks. I'd almost want to be a fly on the wall when the bill came in and they saw these charges. It seriously tickled my funny bone to expense sex toys on the floating head's dime. I could've used my own cash for this but doing it this way was much more satisfying and perverse. I left the store and headed back to the inn. Time to set my plan in motion.

 

Gojyo was still lounging on a bench in front of the inn where he'd been when I first headed out on my personal shopping mission. He had a nearly finished smoke between his lips and removed it to blow a perfect smoke ring when I stopped in front of him. He eyed the black plastic bag in my hand with curiosity but, given my attitude lately, he knew better than to ask. I waited for him to take one last puff and grind out the smoke, noticing that there were several butts at his feet. Satisfaction filled me when I realized he'd been sitting there, waiting for me to finish up with my little errand. I knew I'd been sending him mixed signals all of last night and this morning during breakfast. I couldn't help it. My plan involved tormenting the pervy kappa sexually and I wasn't very good at hiding how excited I was by the idea. Gojyo usually picked up on shit like that from me and this time was no different. I didn't even feel pissed off by it. The mixed signals thing worked in my favour, making Gojyo even more on edge and confused. Fuck, but I loved getting revenge on someone.

 

“You want to make it up to me for forgetting to tell me about that side effect?” I didn't need to say what side effect. Gojyo knew damn well what I was talking about.

 

Wariness entered Gojyo's eyes. Yeah, he was smarter than the average bear if he was actually taking the time to think about how to answer that question no matter how much he wanted back in my bed. “Depends on what you had in mind.”

 

“Nothing painful. Meet me in my room in ten minutes,” I said and headed for the door. I snickered inside my head at the slightly disappointed look on Gojyo's face when I'd said it wouldn't be something painful yet involved meeting me in my room. God, he was such a perverted kink. I loved that about him.

 

I stumbled a little when I realized what just crossed my brain. I took a calming breath to still the hyperactive rabbits suddenly jumping around in my gut and marched up the stairs to my room. That was just an expression. It didn't mean anything. It was like when Goku said he loved meat buns. It didn't mean that he had real feelings for them. I shoved the thought away into the farthest corner of my head. I didn't need to be messing with my brain and poking at my emotions at the moment. I had a lusty kappa to torment and needed to focus on that.

 

Gojyo was stepping into my room exactly ten minutes later. He closed the door and locked it before moving to where I sat on the window ledge smoking. He didn't say anything and waited for me to finish my smoke in silence. I saw his eyes dart around the room looking for the bag I'd had earlier before settling back on me. I kept my mouth shut and waited. If Gojyo kept true to form, he'd be spouting off an apology shortly. This was going to be so good.

 

“Look, I'm sorry I forgot to tell you about the re-growing thing, Sanzo. I swear to god I didn't even think of it at the time. I thought you'd like the sensation of sex with a shaved cock and that you'd look hotter than you normally do, which you did by the way. I'm sorry about laughing at the itching, too.”

 

“Really? Or are you just sorry that got your ass booted from my bed?” I gave Gojyo one of my best sneering looks. This was working out perfectly. I idly wondered how much I could make him grovel for forgiveness.

 

Gojyo sighed and dragged a hand through his hair. “I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss sharing your bed and I told you I'd never lie to you, Sanzo. So, yeah, I'm sorry that I got my ass booted from your bed. But, I'm also really sorry that you were uncomfortable because of what I did to you. I didn't mean for that to happen, honest.”

 

There was genuine regret in Gojyo's voice and body language. Maybe a tinge of upset, too. Well, damn. I didn't think he'd take it this seriously. I was almost tempted to not go through with what I had planned until I remembered that he'd probably really get off on this at the same time that it was tormenting him. I'd probably get thanks for this later. Maybe in the form of Gojyo sucking himself off again. That had been one of the kinkiest things I'd ever seen and I really wanted to see him do it again for me. I had to resist the urge to adjust myself at that sheer fucking hotness of that mental image.

 

“If you let me try out something on you that I picked up this morning, I'll consider the itching incident forgiven and forgotten.”

 

“Just like that?” Gojyo asked with confusion and suspicion in his voice.

 

“Just like that. I'll consider this a fair trade for the torment I went through.”

 

“What is it? What do you have planned, Sanzo?” Gojyo asked cautiously.

 

“You had me take on faith what you were going to do to me so, the same thing applies here. I said it was nothing painful. What, you don't trust me?” I asked, folding my arms across my chest and mustering up my best scowl.

 

“I trust you completely, Sanzo. I thought you knew that already. Okay, when do you want to do this?”

 

There was a hell of a lot of feeling in that sentence about trusting me. I had the weirdest idea he was talking about a lot more than just the fact that I what I had in mind wouldn't hurt him because I said so. Regardless of what he might have meant I still had to fight to keep the satisfied smirk off my face.

 

“Strip, get on the bed on your back, bring your knees to your chest, spread your legs apart and hold them there until I tell you otherwise.”

 

Gojyo's eyes widened a little in surprise even as I saw arousal come to life in them. He always got off on my ordering him around the bedroom. “Now? You wanna do this know? Don't we… I thought….” he trailed off before shrugging his shoulders and starting to strip.

 

I watched him shed his clothes and wanted to adjust myself again. God, he was gorgeous. I frowned a little when he turned his back on me to drape his clothes over a chair. Was his hair getting longer? I'd almost swear it was. Had he stopped cutting it? Why would he do that? My heart beat a little faster and I felt a blush appear across my cheeks at the idea that he might be doing that for me because he knew I liked to play with his hair. I pushed that thought away for examination later, if I was feeling brave. Gojyo approached the bed and arranged himself like I'd told him too. I licked my lips at the utterly erotic picture Gojyo presented. I stared at him for several minutes just enjoying the visual before Gojyo gave a husky laugh.

 

“You sure you want me to just lay here? I could play with myself a little if you want. Get myself all ready for whatever you're planning,” Gojyo said in that warm, seductive voice he only used when we were alone.

 

I started to tell him to shut up when I thought better of it. He actually had a damn fucking fine idea there. And, it'd be hotter than hell to have him do most of the work for his own torment, no matter how much I wanted to touch him and prepare him for what I had in mind. I went to my bag and pulled out a tube of lube and a black box before crossing to the bed and sitting down near Gojyo, dropping the lube beside him while still holding onto the box. He eyed the box curiously but he must have seen something in my face because he didn't ask what was in it.

 

“Lube yourself up good, Gojyo. You're going to need it.” I smirked a little when I thought of his expression when he saw what I was going to use on him.

 

Gojyo's eyes widened briefly before he relaxed and smiled seductively. He knew I liked to watch him prepare himself. How could I not when it was so fucking erotic? Sure, I was going to be wanting and aching by the time he was done but he was going to be in a worse place than me by the time I was finished with him. Damn, I think I might be a tiny bit evil for coming up with this idea. Had to be the kappa's influence.

 

Gojyo picked up the lube and squirted a generous glob onto his fingers. He spread his legs a little further apart while still keeping them bent against his chest and brought his lube covered fingers to his hole. A tiny shiver worked its way over his body as he spread the lube over his entrance. He rubbed back and forth between his hole and the sensitive area between balls and ass. His fingers sometimes pressed against his opening but didn't slip inside. I licked my suddenly dry lips and had to adjust my aching cock. Holy fuck, but this was good. Really, really good. I needed to remember to tell Gojyo to play with himself in front of me more often.

 

We both groaned softly when Gojyo finally pushed the tip of his finger inside his ass. He wiggled it a little, teasing himself, before pushing it all the way in with a tiny, satisfied sigh. He pulled his finger all the way out and I know my heart rate doubled in excitement when his hole twitched at the loss before he pushed his finger back in. I gripped the box in my lap tightly to keep from reaching a hand out to Gojyo. With just one finger, he was nowhere near ready for what I had in mind but I was more than willing to watch him slick and stretch his ass for what was to come. His eyes, fixed on mine, glittered like rubies with his arousal. Gojyo stroked over his hole again and pushed two fingers in with a soft exhalation of pleasure. I had to fight against myself to keep from rubbing my cock in time with the steady slip and slide of Gojyo's fingers in his ass.

 

“Is that a present for me, Sanzo?” Gojyo asked in a teasing, sultry voice.

 

Fuck, his voice combined with what he was doing was erotic. I nodded slowly almost entranced by the motion of his hand. My breathing was starting to get a little ragged around the edges and matched Gojyo's. He was getting turned on from turning me on. Figures. Not that I was complaining though. All kinds of arousing noises were coming from him now as he pushed his fingers in and out of his ass faster. I couldn't help myself. I had to touch him. I let go of the box with one hand and leaned forward. Gojyo sucked in a quick breath when I slipped one of my fingers in along side his. My eyes closed for a brief moment at the heat and softness. A tiny sound of pleasure escaped me and made Gojyo moan and his ass clench tight. My cock throbbed in time with the fast rush of blood through my body and a light sweat broke out on my skin. I needed to feel Gojyo on more than just my finger. Not having Gojyo in my bed made me a tad frustrated and horny, too.

 

Fuck. Minor change of plans.

 

I rationalized that I could use the toy on him after I'd had his ass. That'd still work just fine if not better for what I had in mind. Arousal was riding me hard and my cock and balls damn near ached. God damn horny kappa had to be contagious or something to make me want him so bad it almost hurt. Going for a little over a week without sex should not make me feel like it'd been this side of forever. I had enough brains left to set the box carefully aside before I slipped my finger free from Gojyo's ass. He whined a protest until he saw me fumbling with my zipper. His fingers left his ass and he closed them over his cock, starting to stroke himself.

 

“Fuck yeah,” Gojyo said in a lust heavy voice as he watched me unzip and shove my jeans down just far enough to free my cock.

 

He kept his legs bent and pressed to his chest as I lined up my cock to his hole. Little sounds of encouragement left his throat when the head slipped inside him. I bite my lip hard enough to draw blood as I tried to keep myself from just ramming my cock into him to the hilt. I wanted to fuck him hard and fast but I didn't want to hurt him. Gojyo didn't appreciate that kind of hurting.

 

“Sanzo,” Gojyo panted sharply. “God, you're killing me here. I want you. All of you. Now. Please.”

 

My hips snapped forward as if they had a mind of their own. Gojyo's head pressed back into the pillow and a long, drawn out moan sounded from him. His hand moved faster over his cock and broken little whimpers sounded like they were torn from his throat as I pumped his ass hard. His knuckles turned white from his grip on his thigh and he was almost jerking himself violently. He tossed his head back and forth across the pillow, his breathing rough. He arched his back as he came, striping his belly and yelling my name. The muscles in his ass rippled over my cock making my breath stutter at how damn good that felt. My balls drew tight and I teetered on the edge of orgasm. I wanted to stretch out the pleasure at the same time that I wanted to let go and enjoy the sensation of coming inside Gojyo. I only managed two thrusts before I lost it and ground my hips into him, gasping as my cock spurted deep inside him. My toes curled and I groaned at the intense pleasure.

 

I gulped air into my lungs and waited for my heart to stop trying to beat its way out of my chest. Gojyo panted and a shiver ran through his body. He gave a slow, pleased hum and threaded his fingers through my hair, pulling my head down for a deep kiss. His tongue teased and played with mine and when he finally pulled back from the kiss, there was satisfaction and banked desire in his eyes.

 

“Hot damn but you're incredible, Sanzo. Too bad we didn't get to whatever you got in that box. Although, I'm up for that later if you want.”

 

I drew in a deep, steadying breath and arched an eyebrow at him. “Who said we were done yet?”

 

Gojyo had a surprised expression on his face for all of three seconds before he grinned at me and planted a fast kiss on my lips. When he released me, he looked a tad too smug for my liking. Finding out what was in the box and what I was going to do with it should take some of that smugness off his face. I slipped from his ass and had to work hard to stifle my regretful sigh. I was very pleased to hear him make a noise of protest. I stared at him again, enjoying the sight of his come splattered on his belly and mine trickling out of his ass. I reached for the box and dragged it next to my leg before hunting around in the tangled covers for the lube I'd handed Gojyo earlier.

 

“You are a perv, Genjo Sanzo. Thank you from the bottom of my lusty heart for that,” Gojyo said with a slow smile as he started to move his legs down. “So what's the big surprise in the box, my kinky monk?”

 

I blinked. His kinky monk? What the hell? And why did my heart beat faster when he called me his? I quickly shoved the weirdness to the back of my head and focused on what I was about to do. My lips twitched. Oh yeah, there was a big surprise in the box for Gojyo. `Heavy on the big,' I thought with another internal snicker.

 

“I didn't say you could move your legs, Gojyo.”

 

Surprise showed on Gojyo's face before he grinned at me and pulled his legs back into the original position I'd demanded. I opened the box and took out the object for my sexual torture on Gojyo. I hefted the substantial weight for a moment before placing it gently on his stomach and waiting for his reaction.

 

“What the… holy fucking shit, Sanzo,” Gojyo's eyes were wide as he picked up the egg-shaped steel toy. “How much does this thing weigh and what are you planning on doing with it?”

 

“Pound and a half and I'm going to put it in your ass.”

 

Gojyo gaped at me. “Are you serious? The damn thing has to be six inches around. And a pound and a fucking half.”

 

“So? Don't think you can handle it?”

 

Gojyo opened his mouth and then closed it without saying a word. He looked at me and seemed to be studying my expression intently before he held out the steel egg. A cocky grin slowly appeared on his face. “I told you before that I'm always up for whatever you want to do, Sanzo. Just take it easy, okay? That's a damn serious toy.”

 

I took the egg from him, anticipation curling low in my belly. This was going to be so very fucking good. I squirted some lube onto the top of the egg and smeared it around, nearly dropping the suddenly slippery egg before pressing it against Gojyo's loosened hole. Gojyo sucked in a quick startled breath and tensed.

 

“Fuck, Sanzo, that's cold.”

 

I snorted. “Don't be such a wimp. It'll warm up. Eventually.”

 

Gojyo narrowed his eyes at me but didn't say anything more. Now that I was actually pressing the egg to his ass I decided it was a good thing that I'd already had him and loosened him a little. He'd probably appreciate that, too. The egg really was pretty big. Nothing I didn't think Gojyo could handle but, the egg was larger and definitely heavier than anything I'd ever tried. I kept pushing the egg slowly forward, stopping only when Gojyo winced and hissed a little.

 

“Okay or stop?” I asked. Even if this was my revenge of a sort, I wasn't into hurting Gojyo in that way.

 

“You're pushing a pound and a half of cold metal up my ass and you're asking me if I'm okay?” Gojyo gave a short laugh. “Yeah, I'm good. I've never played with something this big and it stings a little.”

 

I nodded. If Gojyo said he was okay, then he was. My cock tried to twitch back to life at the sight of the egg sinking into Gojyo's ass. This was way hotter than I thought it'd be. The widest part of the egg finally passed the tight ring of muscle and was swallowed quickly the rest of the way inside Gojyo with no pushing from me. Gojyo squeezed his eyes shut and a shudder shook his body. He groaned and I watched in fascination as his hole contracted and released. Feeling just a little wicked, I tugged on the string connected to the egg, beginning to pull it from his ass before releasing it and letting the heavy egg drop back into his body. Gojyo swore softly under his breath but he obviously liked the way that felt because he made sexy whimpering noises in his throat. I pushed myself up from the bed.

 

“Get up and get dressed. I volunteered you to help Hakkai do the shopping. After that, I told the innkeeper you'd play with her kids and keep them out of her hair for the afternoon if we got a free night's stay.”

 

Gojyo opened his eyes and stared at me in lust and confusion. He let his legs go and his eyes darted between my still open pants, my returning erection and my eyes. He pushed himself up and sucked in a sharp breath. The flush of arousal coloured his cheeks and he fisted his hands in the covers.

 

“Wha…? You don't seriously expect me to go around the whole day doing shit with this thing up my ass, do you?”

 

“I had several days of itching to torment me. I figure one day of a little sexual torture for somebody as perverted and lusty as you should about even the score,” I said as I tucked my cock back into my jeans and lit a smoke.

 

Gojyo's mouth hung open in shock. “You're a cruel man, Sanzo.”

 

I blew smoke out of my mouth lazily. He was protesting at the same time that he subtly rocked his hips back and forth and his stomach muscles ripple. I might not be as sexually experienced as Gojyo but I sure as shit could tell when he liked something kinky. He liked the feel of that egg shifting around inside him a whole lot. I moved back in front of him and pulled him up from the bed. I kissed him hard, showing him with my lips and tongue that I was excited by the idea of him walking around all day in public with the toy inside him.

 

“And you like it,” I said in a gruff voice when I broke the kiss. “I want you in my bed tonight, Gojyo.”

 

Gojyo was breathing hard and leaned his forehead against mine. He pulled my hips to his and ground them together. “Yeah, I do like it. Anything for you, Sanzo. I missed not sleeping with you when we had rooms,” he said softly.

 

I stepped back from Gojyo and took another couple of drags off my smoke before handing it to him. He looked a little surprised but finished it. I snickered when he bent over to pick his clothes off the chair and made a little sound of pleasure. He dressed and dropped into the chair to put his boots on. He swore softly and fisted his hands on his thighs for several seconds, breathing deeply before he moved to get his boots on his feet. His eyes, when he raised them to look at me were filled with lust. I briefly wondered if he was going to rush me, tackle me to the floor and screw me senseless. Not that I'd be all that opposed to the idea. I still wouldn't let him take the egg out though.

 

“Don't keep Hakkai waiting, Gojyo. He said he had a lot of things he needed to pick up today. Get me some smokes and a new lighter while you're shopping with Hakkai. I'm almost out and my stupid lighter keeps crapping out.”

 

Gojyo stood as if he was trying to be careful not to make any sudden moves. Somehow, I managed to hold my smirk in. As revenge goes, this was working out a hundred times better than I'd planned. Gojyo stopped in front of me and cradled my head in his hands. I tensed a little, not sure what he was up to.

 

“I'll give you an hour after supper to read your paper and whatever, then I'm going to lock the two of us in this room for the night and we're going to love each other until we can't move. Then we're going to sleep like the dead wrapped up together. Anything in that line up you got a problem with?”

 

“Not really. Have fun shopping with Hakkai and playing with the rug rats later. They said something about a game of tag. I'm thinking running around will be very interesting for you,” I said as I gave him a quick kiss and slipped out of his grasp.

 

Gojyo gave a harsh bark of laughter. I was out the door and half way down the stairs before I realized what Gojyo had said. I nearly tripped down the rest of the stairs in my shock. That had to be an expression, didn't it? Like saying screwing or fucking or humping or whatever. Gojyo hadn't really just said he loved me, did he? I made my way to the restaurant and thought about ordering a bottle of sake instead of the tea I knew I should. The lusty voice of reason in my head said tea was a safer bet because I sure as shit didn't want to be hammered by the time the day was done and Gojyo joined me in my room. I pushed aside what Gojyo's comment might have meant and snorted softly to myself. The back of my head was getting to be a damn crowded place of things I didn't want to think about at the moment.

 

*********

 

I watched Gojyo when I could during the day. By two in the afternoon, he was looking more flushed than a game of tag he wasn't trying very hard to win should have made him. Before long, even the kids realized Gojyo wasn't trying to run away and moved on to play a less energetic game at the front of the building at Gojyo's suggestion. He eventually wandered over to where I was sitting on a bench having a smoke and with a quick look around, snatched my smoke away and kissed me. His tongue swirled and twisted aggressively with mine. Low, demanding sounds of desire wound from his throat as he worked his lips on mine. He pulled away before I was ready and fixed me with a heated stare.

 

“If I wasn't sure you'd shoot my balls off, I'd jerk your jeans down and do you right here, right now, in front of the nice people about to walk around the corner of the building. I've never felt so turned on by a toy before. You are a seriously perverted and twisted monk, Sanzo. You've no idea how happy I am about that.”

 

Gojyo walked away with what I think was supposed to be a nonchalant gait but looked more like he was being extra careful in how he moved. I wondered for a moment if he was okay with the egg but decided that if he really had a problem with it, he'd say something to me. I scowled a little when I realized Gojyo had stolen my smoke when he walked away. I shrugged mentally. That hotter than hell kiss was worth way more than a half finished smoke any day of the week. I didn't even think to get pissed off about the almost public kiss until I was lighting another smoke and trying to discreetly adjust my hard-on. I swear that pervy kappa sometimes made me temporarily lose my mind.

 

By the time five o'clock rolled around, Gojyo was looking edgy and every time he caught my eyes, he looked like he wanted to pounce on me and devour me whole. Talk about an incredible turn on and a power rush. I was getting aroused seeing how aroused he was. That was unexpected but cool in a kinky kinda way. Gojyo managed to corner me coming out of the bathroom just before supper and pushed me back in, closing the door behind him. He leaned against the door and pulled my hand to the erection in his pants, growling low in his throat when I squeezed him. His pants were undone and sliding down his thighs before I even knew what he was up to. His hand covered mine guiding me to stroke his cock how he wanted and needed. He came in less than thirty seconds and yanked me to him for a rough, thorough kiss that brought my cock to full life. He shoved me against the opposite wall of the tiny bathroom, attacking my fly in a near frenzy to get my cock free.

 

Holy fuck but it was erotic to see someone as sexually experienced as Gojyo so totally lose it.

 

My heart was in my throat at the aggression from Gojyo even as lust whipped through me. He fell to his knees and swallowed me all the way down in one move. My head thunked hard against the wall and I gasped at the unexpected delight. My hands tangled in his hair at the pleasure now centered in my groin from Gojyo's talented mouth. I wasn't ready for my orgasm when it hit me and cried out sharply when I came. Gojyo kept the waves of pleasure going by sucking and licking my softening cock until it fell free of his lips.

 

“You… have no idea… how much I… want you right now,” Gojyo said between jagged breaths against my stomach. He licked and nipped at my skin, sending shivers over my body at the erotic feel. He was making me seriously consider skipping supper and going straight to my room to screw each other senseless.

 

I combed my fingers slowly through his hair until our breathing calmed. I was about to suggest going back to my room now when he stood and kissed me hard. He stopped before leaving the bathroom and gave me a look over his shoulder that spoke of intense need and ownership. There was an air of wildness and almost uncontrolled desire around Gojyo. I'd never, ever, seen him like that. Not even that time when I'd tied him up and kept him from coming for nearly two hours while I played with his body. He'd been completely submissive to my whims then. That sure as shit wasn't the case now and I couldn't believe how erotic I found that.

 

Once Gojyo left, I threw the lock and leaned against the sink for support. The lust and sheer possessive quality in Gojyo's eyes was staggering and sent a thrilling rush through me. I hadn't expected that when I'd come up with my little idea. Instead of being concerned at how worked up and aggressive he seemed or pissed off at the way he'd looked at me like he I was his alone, I was very, very pleased with myself. Seeing Gojyo this aroused and dominant was fucking incredible and sent lust zipping through my veins. I was going to have one hell of a fantastic time tonight. I could hardly wait.

 

I splashed some water on my face hoping to cool the heat in my cheeks from excitement before making my way down to the restaurant. Hakkai, Goku and Gojyo were already seated and waiting. Gojyo still looked flushed and edgy. Hakkai was sending anxious looks at Gojyo. Hakuryuu was positioned between Gojyo and Hakkai and his mane was nearly standing on end. If I didn't know better, I'd say the dragon was staking his territory and warning Gojyo off, which was stupid. Goku looked at Gojyo and wrinkled his nose.

 

“What's with you, Gojyo? You stink like sex. How am I supposed to eat with that smell in my nose? Can't you, like, go do something about that?”

 

“Back off, monkey boy. I'll take care of it after supper,” Gojyo nearly growled at Goku as he looked everywhere but at me.

 

“Now, Gojyo, the scent of arousal and sex is really quite strong. I'll save you some food if you want to have a quick wash. It's no trouble,” Hakkai said even as Hakuryuu barred his teeth at Gojyo.

 

My eyes widened and I had to snap my mouth shut before somebody noticed and said something about my standing there, gaping like a fish. Hakkai and Goku could smell sex and arousal on someone? Fuck. I'd had no idea. Not that I'd ever bothered to think about what Hakkai or Goku could smell or not but…. Fuck. Did that mean that every time Gojyo and I had sex, Goku and Hakkai knew about it the next time they saw us? I felt my face heat. There was no way I could sit through supper knowing that Hakkai and Goku could probably smell that little wank and blow job Gojyo and I'd had not ten minutes ago in the bathroom. I slapped the credit card on the table, whirled around and marched out of the restaurant. Somehow I wasn't surprised when the door to my room didn't slam behind me and I felt Gojyo's hands on my shoulders.

 

I started to ask Gojyo about the scent thing only to have him push me roughly towards the bed. What the hell? I bumped into the edge of the bed, bracing my hands on the mattress to keep from falling. Gojyo was behind me before I had a chance to straighten, grinding his cock against my ass, his fingers tight enough on my hips to bruise. His lips brushed over my neck, teeth nipping the sensitive skin behind my ear.

 

“I want…. I need…. Sanzo, please,” Gojyo groaned into my ear. “I've never felt this turned on in my entire life. God, I need you. I'm begging you, Sanzo, take the damn egg thing out of my ass and fuck me. I'm afraid I might hurt you if I get between your legs right now. My control is shot to shit and I know it. Please, Sanzo. I need you.”

 

My eyebrows rose. Hurt me? What the hell? Why? Gojyo's voice was shaky and he sounded almost desperate. I had to pry his hands off my hips before I could turn and face him. Sweat beaded his upper lip and his eyes glittered fever bright. Even I could see the sexual tension humming through him at the moment. Colour was high in his cheeks and I could faintly hear the demon song he sung just for me. Had I pushed him too hard? Gojyo was a very intense sexual creature and the egg was a serious kind of toy. But, he would've said something to me if he couldn't handle it, wouldn't he? Gojyo wasn't shy about saying if something really was too much for him sexually. Whatever the case, I had no problem fucking him. Looking forward to it would be exactly right. I was feeling damn horny myself.

 

“Strip and get on your hands and knees on the bed,” I ordered.

 

Relief flooded Gojyo's eyes. He was naked and positioned like I'd demanded before I even managed to get my shirt off. I took a moment to appreciate the utterly gorgeous view before stripping quickly and taking hold of the string connected to the egg. I pulled and Gojyo moaned, his upper body dropping to the bed, his ass high in the air. His hands fisted in the covers and ragged little whimpers escaped his throat. His hips rocked and he made pleading sex noises as I slowly pulled the egg from his ass. There was resistance when the widest part of the egg stretched his hole so I gave the string a sharp tug. The egg popped free and Gojyo yelled hoarsely, his entire body shuddering and twitching, his hole spasming. He panted harshly and his legs trembled before he fell onto his side. He was breathing like he'd just run a marathon, his eyes squeezed closed and sweat sheening his body. The covers beside him were splattered with come and his still hard cock twitched against his thigh. Gojyo groaned and opened his eyes slowly. I was startled to see intense heat and desire still in his gaze.

 

“More, Sanzo,” Gojyo said in a deep, seductive voice as he opened his arms and rolled to his back. “That wasn't enough. I need to feel you. I want you. Now.”

 

I had no intention of refusing something I also wanted. I crawled up his body and settled my hips against his. He hummed with pleasure and shifted around until I was stretched out over his body, my cock nudging his hole. Needy little sounds rose and fell from Gojyo's lips, a strange harmony to his demon song that I could hear again. His hands seemed to be everywhere on my body at once, his lips pressing biting kisses against my face and throat almost frantically. I felt his hand on my cock, guiding it to his ass and resisted the pull.

 

“Lube, Gojyo,” I said as I tried to wrack my brain for wherever the hell I'd put the damn lube from that morning. Why hadn't I left it some place convenient like on the fucking pillow?

 

Gojyo made a frustrated noise in his throat and dragged his hand through the come on the covers beside us. I hissed a little at the feel of cooling come wiped on my cock but quickly forgot about that when Gojyo guided me into his heat. I moaned and closed my eyes at how good it felt to be inside him. Gojyo groaned and rolled his hips, inviting me to move. I didn't need any more encouragement than that. I'd been waiting all day to have his ass again. Gojyo's hands gripped my hips tightly, demanding I set a fast, hard rhythm.

 

I let him guide me in what he seemed to need. The demon song in my head grew louder than I'd ever heard it before. The beauty and complexity of it was taking my breath away and arousing me at the same time that it was making me feel like I was being covered in warmth and solid, unshakable love. My breath stuttered in my chest at the intensity and emotion in his song, my arousal skyrocketing. I could barely make out the words in the song and strained to hear them properly as I reached for the orgasm I could feel building at the base of my spine. Just when I thought I could almost hear the words to the song a shudder worked its way up my body from the soles of my feet all the way to the top of my head.

 

Pleasure exploded through me as my cock spurted inside Gojyo. I know I yelled when I came. My eyes were locked with Gojyo's and I saw his ecstasy crest and break over him at the same time that I felt his cock spurt against my belly and the hot, slick feel of his come smear between our bodies. He was biting his bottom lip hard and his arms wrapped around me with almost crushing force. He buried his face in my neck as some of the most erotic sex noises I'd ever heard him make rumbled through him. His lips moved against my throat and my mind absently noted that it again felt like he was whispering something against my skin. I wanted to know what but my head was too full of a sexual haze to focus past the toe curling pleasure of sex with Gojyo.

 

I don't know long we lay there tangled in each other's arms, panting heavily. My whole body tingled with the after effects of pleasure and I didn't want to move. I probably wouldn't have if Gojyo hadn't shivered under me and exhaled softly when my cock slipped free of his ass. I pushed up and looked at him. He seemed utterly exhausted and spent in every sense of the word. His bottom lip was a little swollen and had teeth marks in it. I nudged him to let go of me and had him roll off the crumpled and stained covers, shoving them to the foot of the bed. I pulled the clean blankets over him before getting smokes and an ashtray. When I climbed back into bed, Gojyo scooted close and rested his head on my chest. He draped his arm across my waist and sighed softly. Contentment and relaxation seeped from him into me and my free hand ended up tangled in his hair, cradling the base of his skull against the palm of my hand.

 

I smoked in silence, not even bitching once when Gojyo intercepted my hand and snuck a few quick puffs off my smoke. I felt completely mellow and relaxed and better than I had since I kicked Gojyo from my bed for snickering at my itching problem. Gojyo's edginess from earlier was gone and he seemed about three breaths away from falling asleep. I stubbed out the smoke and moved a little further down the bed. Gojyo hair brushed against my lips and I found myself smiling at the faint scent of spring rain that always clung to his hair. I ran my fingers through his hair making Gojyo hum his approval.

 

“What the hell was that about?” I asked. I knew I didn't need to explain what that I was talking about. Gojyo would know. “I've never seen you so….”

 

“Desperate? Aggressive? Yeah, I know,” Gojyo yawned and snuggled tighter to me. “It was kind of like the way I feel when you play with my antenna only a hundred times stronger with no release for so long. I think I just found one of my hard limits, Sanzo. The egg is way fucking cool and I'm up for playing with it again some time but, I can't go a whole day with it stuffed up my ass. Not if I want to stay sane and in control of myself.”

 

Great. Now I felt guilty. I gave a hard tug on his hair. “Idiot. Why didn't you say something earlier?”

 

Gojyo grunted at the small pain and shrugged, his hand covering mine and squeezing lightly. I took the hint and relaxed my grip on his hair. I didn't let go of it, I just gentled my fingers in it. Wouldn't do any good to pull his hair out; not when I liked it attached to his head.

 

“Thought I could handle it. Relax, no harm done, Sanzo. I'm dead fucking tired now though. M' sorry but it looks like you only get one round out of me tonight. I'll make it up to you in the morning, I swear.”

 

“Where's all that stamina you keep bragging about?”

 

“Wake me up in an hour and find out,” Gojyo said with a cheeky grin that was completely ruined when he yawned again.

 

“Shut up and go to sleep,” I muttered as I continued to play my fingers gently through his hair making Gojyo nuzzle into my chest and sigh happily. He tangled his legs with mine and hugged me tight.

 

In less than five minutes, Gojyo was asleep. His body relaxed against mine and I found myself continuing to glide my fingers through his hair. It felt like cool silk against my hand and I fanned it out as much as I could across my chest. A tiny shiver worked through me and I inhaled slowly at how erotic I found it to have his hair brush over my skin. His hair really was longer than before. I was sure of it. I closed my eyes and continued to comb my fingers through his hair. Gojyo sighed in contentment and made soft noises of pleasure. His hips subtly rocked against my thigh and his arm tightened around me. I snorted softly. Too tired for more? Yeah, right. Even in his sleep Gojyo was a very sexual person. I kissed the top of his head and gave him a quick squeeze.

 

“Mmm, love you, Sanzo,” Gojyo mumbled against my chest as he snuggled closer.

 

My eyes snapped open. I looked down at Gojyo but his eyes were closed and he was breathing deeply and evenly in sleep. I didn't just hear that, did I? My brain helpfully replayed what I'd heard. My heart rate doubled and I found it suddenly hard to breathe and that had nothing to do with the fact that I had Gojyo's head on my chest.

 

Those hyperactive rabbits were back and bouncing around in my guts. The hand I was stroking Gojyo's hair with was shaking slightly and I felt both giddy and nauseous at the same time. I swallowed hard. It was one thing to guess that Gojyo might love me. It was a completely different story to have him actually say so. I wanted to slip from the bed without waking him and run at the same time that I wanted to shake him awake and demand to know if that was true.

 

I was on the verge of hyperventilating and had to start mentally reciting some chants to calm the fuck down. People said all kinds of shit in their sleep. Most of it was gibberish. Goku talked in his sleep all the time and he almost never made any sense. Except sometimes he did. I scowled. I could've put it down to something like that if everything else hadn't already happened. If Gojyo hadn't put all those feelings into that kiss in the cave behind the waterfall. If Gojyo hadn't said he wanted a real relationship with me. If Gojyo's demon song for me hadn't felt like love when I'd heard it the night of the fireworks. If his demon song tonight hadn't had an even richer feel of warmth and love to it. If I hadn't figured out that he more than just liked me in a handy, fuck buddy kinda way.

 

I blew out a soft breath. Okay, I'd already decided that I was mostly fine with Gojyo loving me. Nothing much had changed about that. I couldn't make him stop so, not being cool with it was pointless and a waste of energy. I was just a little freaked out that I now knew, more or less, that he actually did love me. My heart skipped a beat when I thought that and my breath caught in my chest. That is, if I believed what he mumbled in his sleep. And I had no reason not to.

 

God fucking damn it to hell!

 

Just because I knew how Gojyo felt didn't mean anything had to change. He probably wouldn't remember a damn thing in the morning. If I kept my mouth shut and treated him like I usually did and pretended like I never heard anything, there was no reason for Gojyo to think he'd said he loved me or that I'd figured out on my own how he felt. My stomach settled down and my breathing calmed until I wondered why Gojyo hadn't told me right up front that he loved me. Maybe he wasn't sure he loved me. What if he thought I was too fucked up emotionally to try and love and he was waiting for those feelings to go away? What if he didn't want to love me? What if he thought I couldn't love somebody back?

 

How the hell did I feel about Gojyo?

 

My stomach churned and knotted up when I thought about confronting my feelings for Gojyo. I liked him as a person and he was a surprisingly solid friend. He was a fantastic lover but…. A little panic started to creep over me when I poked at that collection of things I'd recently shoved to the back of my head to think about later. It was too much to take in all at once. My fingers tightened in Gojyo's hair and he mumbled a wordless protest as he shifted against me. I forced my hand to relax and drew in several deep, steadying breaths. I squeezed my eyes closed and ran through several chants in my head again to clear my mind before my stomach and breathing settled down and I didn't feel like I was on the verge of freaking out. Or throwing up from sheer terror.

 

I sighed and stared up at the ceiling, my hand moving automatically to play with Gojyo's hair. Eventually, I'd need to sit my ass down and really poke at all those things I kept shoving to the back of my brain. But, I could only deal with one shocking thing at a time and hearing Gojyo say he loved me was it for the moment. I stroked my fingers through Gojyo's hair, trying desperately not to think about what he'd said; no matter how good it made me feel on the inside even as it scared the crap out of me at the same time. The gentle, repetitive motion of my fingers through his hair soon relaxed me and lulled me into closing my eyes and falling into a deep, restful sleep.

 

 

Author's Note: The egg described here is a real sex toy. The one here is the large size and those vary between 1.5 to 2 pounds depending on manufacturer. Bear in mind, the 6" I've stated is the circumference at the widest part of the toy (diameter is 2"). Links to see pictures of the real deal can be found on my LJ here: http://2metaldog.livejournal.com/225736.html#cutid1 .

 

Additionally, ficlets that take place sometime during BBE are also posted solely on my LJ (http://2metaldog.livejournal.com/120155.html) along with fanart I have been given for BBE and a link to a manga version that is being drawn of BBE.