Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Sun Ray Visit ❯ Sun Ray Visit Prologue ( Prologue )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Oosaru-chan 
As you would probably guess, I do not own Genso Maden Saiyuki or Saiyuki Gaiden, hell I would settle for just owning all the Manga's and DVD's a this point! Besides, I would rather want to own Minekura Kazuya! =p But since that isn't ever going to happen I will settle to just write fanfics. All rights of Saiyuki belong to this amazing artist/writer and her publisher and other such things. There are quotes in my fanfic from Saiyuki, and I do not claim to copyright them.
If you are prepared, then get to reading. Thanks. And tell me what you think of the story! O_^
(Oh, and one more thing. I found this out while reading downloads of Yami no Matsuei. Apparently it is appropriate for Buddhist monks to participate in homosexual behavior. If you ask me it makes sense considering women are considered unclean and not allowed in some temples. So, what else is a lonely monk to do?? Find out below.... and don't ask me how in the world these two came to be in this predicament. i am guessing they had one to many drinks and far too few pretty whores...)
Anime/Manga: Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 04.17.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 610 | Status: Completed
As you would probably guess, I do not own Genso Maden Saiyuki or Saiyuki Gaiden, hell I would settle for just owning all the Manga's and DVD's a this point! Besides, I would rather want to own Minekura Kazuya! =p But since that isn't ever going to happen I will settle to just write fanfics. All rights of Saiyuki belong to this amazing artist/writer and her publisher and other such things. There are quotes in my fanfic from Saiyuki, and I do not claim to copyright them.
If you are prepared, then get to reading. Thanks. And tell me what you think of the story! O_^
(Oh, and one more thing. I found this out while reading downloads of Yami no Matsuei. Apparently it is appropriate for Buddhist monks to participate in homosexual behavior. If you ask me it makes sense considering women are considered unclean and not allowed in some temples. So, what else is a lonely monk to do?? Find out below.... and don't ask me how in the world these two came to be in this predicament. i am guessing they had one to many drinks and far too few pretty whores...)
Anime/Manga: Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 04.17.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 610 | Status: Completed
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"Just who do you think you are!?" Gojou stormed after Sanzou into his room. The whole tavern across the street had heard the argument. It was the first time in months that the party had stopped for a break, one night and Sanzou is already demanding to leave. Gojou, not used to such travel, and quite sick of it truthfully, was hoping to spend a few days in one damn place.
"You can't tell us what to do damnit!" Sanzou spun on his heel and wacked the water sprite upside the head. Gojou recoiled slightly from the force, holding his cheek. Hakkai and Gokuu remained at the bar, they had decided to let these to solve their own problems for once. As much as Hakkai hated the thought, he had left these two alone. He just hoped that no one would be found in the ally the next day dead.
"Than stay here! See if I give a damn!" Sanzou spun back again and tried to slam his door shut. Gojou caught it on is palm and pushed it back open. He rushed in and grabbed Sanzou by the neck of his kimono. He lifted the shorter monk a few inches off his feet. The whole room was red from the quickly sinking sun, it made the red colour of Gojou's eyes shimmer. Sanzou inadvertently stared into those eyes. Something about it transfixed him, soon he felt as if he was swimming in a lake of blood red.
Both young men had had far too much alcohol between them, and neither had experienced physical contact, other than fighting, for quite some time. They stood this way for a while, Sanzou basically standing on his tip toes, their faces perhaps a little too close. Sanzou tilted his head to the side slightly and moved less than an inch closer to the other. Gojou instinctively let his tongue play with those soft lips, of which he would have preferred to smack, if he was in his right mind. Sanzou reached out with his arm closest to the door and slammed it lightly shut, with his other he reached into Gojou's hair and snugly entangled his fingers into it. He pulled Gojou down into the kiss, and a furious one it was, with teeth and tongues coming out of nowhere.
Gojou kissed down Sanzou's to neck and pushed his kimono aside, the sultra falling to the floor. He then kissed the bare shoulder of the helpless monk. Sanzou let go of Gojou's head and began to undo the sash of his kimono, within seconds the whole thing was on the floor in a heap, thrown to a corner of the room. Sanzou pushed at the jacket on Gojou's shoulders and pulled it down his arms, throwing it at another wall, it fell with a thud. Then he glided his fingers up Gojou's tank shirt, kissing him all the while. Sanzou, needing something else to kiss for he was tiring of Gojou's mouth, lifted the shirt off of him and tossed it behind him. In between moans the argument continued.
"Damnit, Sanzou-sama. You know that you can't continue with out me. Remember.. what happened last time...?" Sanzou growled a little and bit at Gojou's nipple.
"We'll live." Gojou, loving getting to see this side of the uptight monk, lifted his head up by his chin and talked to him face to face.
"Bull shit, Sanzou-houshi-sama. You're cursed with the three of us and you know it. No more, no less." Sanzou, ever defiant, looked bad at him and shook from his grasp.
"Fuck you." He said, backing up, looking a thousand times more alluring now in the quickly fading light than he ever did before. Gojou took it as an invitation.
"Gladly, Sanzou-houshi-sama." Gojou, without a second thought, jumped the unsuspecting monk. Sanzou fell back onto the bed and it bounced them almost a foot into the air. Gojou viciously pulled off the black shirt that had become so much of a staple to the young priest, and began to defile the white, hard skin underneath. Where the shirt was thrown was a mystery, all he knew was that it made no sound.
Sanzou moaned, sending delicious chills through Gojou's body. As he made prolonged work of kissing the monk's neck he let his hand trail down the length of Sanzou's stomach. He fondled the top button of Sanzou's pants and felt each individual button easily give way under his fingers. Gojou pushed aside the pants and underpants and found an already quite hard appendage located inside. Gojou grabbed the length of it and teased. He flicked at the eye with his thumb and squeezed the shaft, sending Sanzou's body into jerks and bucks under him.
"Get offa me." Sanzou said in that gruff, pushy voice of his. Gojou complied, but only so he could catch is breath and calm himself. What the hell am I doing!? He thought as he stared past Sanzou and out the window at nothing in particular.
Sanzou sat on the bed, his head almost exactly in line with Gojou's waist. He could see the hardness clearly in his pants. Sanzou took in a sharp breath and tried to refrain himself. He tried to remind himself of how much he hated this fucking kappa. How much he always pissed him off, how much he annoyed him, how much he enjoyed beating the shit out of him. That calmed him down a little, but then he looked out of the corner of his eye again. Gojou still stood there, so close. A simple turn of the head and Sanzou could have easily started kissing that ripped stomach. Then Gojou took a deep breath and it shakily came out of him, Sanzou heard this and something about how he seemed to be trembling, and how he was breathing; so ragged and heavy. He then started to remember how much he liked to kiss this guy, to feel himself almost ripping his hair out, Gojou's hard, callused hand down his pants. Sanzou was about to lose his control completely. Stay, he thought, stay a few more minutes in that spot and I will do it. Gojou didn't move, he didn't want to, not until Sanzou asked him to.
Sanzou stood and began to remove articles from his pockets and setting them on his nightstand, the last being his gun. He then sat back down where he was before. Again soo close to Gojou's hardness and his warm stomach. Sanzou quietly laid his head on that stomach and wrapped one arm around Gojou's waist. Gojou gasped and looked down. He knew better than to say anything. Sanzou kissed his belly button and lightly touched areas around it with his tongue. The same way he had done to Hakkai a hundred times before. Sanzou lifted his other arm from his lap and began to undo the fastens on Gojou's own pants. He then proceeded to pull the pants all the way down his hips and to his knees, Gojou didn't know what to say. Sanzou then seized Gojou's member within his mouth and began to suck at it. He plunged it deep into his throat and then pulled back so he wouldn't gag. Then he began to twist his tongue around the shaft inside his mouth and moved in a repetitive motion so as to excite Gojou far more than he had anticipated.
Gojou struggled to remove his pants all the way and felt himself becoming light headed from Sanzou's wondrous work. It didn't take long for Gojou to lose his patience and pull Sanzou off of him. He threw the monk onto his back on the bed. He then grabbed Sanzou's pants at the waist and pulled them off in one giant tug.
"Gojou! What the hell are you doing!?" Sanzou said, an evil scowl crossing his face. He eyed the gun laying on the night stand. He contemplated how long it would take to reach it.
"Ch- stupid monk. All I am doing is returning the favor." Gojou leaned onto the bed, one leg folded under him, and moved up to Sanzou's waist from his feet. His long red hair, long ago set loose, tickled the skin all along the way. Sanzou bit his lip, as it tickled him terribly. Gojou bit lightly at the skin on Sanzou's stomach, making the so-in-control houshi jump slightly. He then moved a little further south, not really having to move very far, and nibbled at something else. Sanzou's eyes fluttered back into his head and his hips began to move all on their own. Soon Sanzou's member was thrust, whether willingly or not, into Gojou's mouth. Using his teeth, Gojou relentlessly took his frustrations out on Sanzou's extremity. Sanzou writhed under him, becoming more and more animated as time ticked by.
"Ah!" Sanzou yelled quietly as he looked down his chest at Gojou, his eyes already heavy lidded, "You fucking...I'm... I will...idiot!" Sanzou, gasping for breath, didn't finish. But Gojou got the general idea. He moved faster, moving up and down with steady and quick motions. Not long later a terrible cry fell from Sanzou's lips as Gojou's mouth was suddenly filled with warm liquid. It's so sweet! He thought as he happily swallowed the mouthful that had been given to him. He then lifted his head and looked up at Sanzou.
"Oi. Sanzou-sama. I never knew it could be so sweet. Almost like sugar cane." Sanzou placed a hand on the back of Gojou's head and pulled him up to his own face. Before another useless word could be uttered the two were crashing into another mind boggling kiss.
-----continued in Sun Ray Visit-----
"Just who do you think you are!?" Gojou stormed after Sanzou into his room. The whole tavern across the street had heard the argument. It was the first time in months that the party had stopped for a break, one night and Sanzou is already demanding to leave. Gojou, not used to such travel, and quite sick of it truthfully, was hoping to spend a few days in one damn place.
"You can't tell us what to do damnit!" Sanzou spun on his heel and wacked the water sprite upside the head. Gojou recoiled slightly from the force, holding his cheek. Hakkai and Gokuu remained at the bar, they had decided to let these to solve their own problems for once. As much as Hakkai hated the thought, he had left these two alone. He just hoped that no one would be found in the ally the next day dead.
"Than stay here! See if I give a damn!" Sanzou spun back again and tried to slam his door shut. Gojou caught it on is palm and pushed it back open. He rushed in and grabbed Sanzou by the neck of his kimono. He lifted the shorter monk a few inches off his feet. The whole room was red from the quickly sinking sun, it made the red colour of Gojou's eyes shimmer. Sanzou inadvertently stared into those eyes. Something about it transfixed him, soon he felt as if he was swimming in a lake of blood red.
Both young men had had far too much alcohol between them, and neither had experienced physical contact, other than fighting, for quite some time. They stood this way for a while, Sanzou basically standing on his tip toes, their faces perhaps a little too close. Sanzou tilted his head to the side slightly and moved less than an inch closer to the other. Gojou instinctively let his tongue play with those soft lips, of which he would have preferred to smack, if he was in his right mind. Sanzou reached out with his arm closest to the door and slammed it lightly shut, with his other he reached into Gojou's hair and snugly entangled his fingers into it. He pulled Gojou down into the kiss, and a furious one it was, with teeth and tongues coming out of nowhere.
Gojou kissed down Sanzou's to neck and pushed his kimono aside, the sultra falling to the floor. He then kissed the bare shoulder of the helpless monk. Sanzou let go of Gojou's head and began to undo the sash of his kimono, within seconds the whole thing was on the floor in a heap, thrown to a corner of the room. Sanzou pushed at the jacket on Gojou's shoulders and pulled it down his arms, throwing it at another wall, it fell with a thud. Then he glided his fingers up Gojou's tank shirt, kissing him all the while. Sanzou, needing something else to kiss for he was tiring of Gojou's mouth, lifted the shirt off of him and tossed it behind him. In between moans the argument continued.
"Damnit, Sanzou-sama. You know that you can't continue with out me. Remember.. what happened last time...?" Sanzou growled a little and bit at Gojou's nipple.
"We'll live." Gojou, loving getting to see this side of the uptight monk, lifted his head up by his chin and talked to him face to face.
"Bull shit, Sanzou-houshi-sama. You're cursed with the three of us and you know it. No more, no less." Sanzou, ever defiant, looked bad at him and shook from his grasp.
"Fuck you." He said, backing up, looking a thousand times more alluring now in the quickly fading light than he ever did before. Gojou took it as an invitation.
"Gladly, Sanzou-houshi-sama." Gojou, without a second thought, jumped the unsuspecting monk. Sanzou fell back onto the bed and it bounced them almost a foot into the air. Gojou viciously pulled off the black shirt that had become so much of a staple to the young priest, and began to defile the white, hard skin underneath. Where the shirt was thrown was a mystery, all he knew was that it made no sound.
Sanzou moaned, sending delicious chills through Gojou's body. As he made prolonged work of kissing the monk's neck he let his hand trail down the length of Sanzou's stomach. He fondled the top button of Sanzou's pants and felt each individual button easily give way under his fingers. Gojou pushed aside the pants and underpants and found an already quite hard appendage located inside. Gojou grabbed the length of it and teased. He flicked at the eye with his thumb and squeezed the shaft, sending Sanzou's body into jerks and bucks under him.
"Get offa me." Sanzou said in that gruff, pushy voice of his. Gojou complied, but only so he could catch is breath and calm himself. What the hell am I doing!? He thought as he stared past Sanzou and out the window at nothing in particular.
Sanzou sat on the bed, his head almost exactly in line with Gojou's waist. He could see the hardness clearly in his pants. Sanzou took in a sharp breath and tried to refrain himself. He tried to remind himself of how much he hated this fucking kappa. How much he always pissed him off, how much he annoyed him, how much he enjoyed beating the shit out of him. That calmed him down a little, but then he looked out of the corner of his eye again. Gojou still stood there, so close. A simple turn of the head and Sanzou could have easily started kissing that ripped stomach. Then Gojou took a deep breath and it shakily came out of him, Sanzou heard this and something about how he seemed to be trembling, and how he was breathing; so ragged and heavy. He then started to remember how much he liked to kiss this guy, to feel himself almost ripping his hair out, Gojou's hard, callused hand down his pants. Sanzou was about to lose his control completely. Stay, he thought, stay a few more minutes in that spot and I will do it. Gojou didn't move, he didn't want to, not until Sanzou asked him to.
Sanzou stood and began to remove articles from his pockets and setting them on his nightstand, the last being his gun. He then sat back down where he was before. Again soo close to Gojou's hardness and his warm stomach. Sanzou quietly laid his head on that stomach and wrapped one arm around Gojou's waist. Gojou gasped and looked down. He knew better than to say anything. Sanzou kissed his belly button and lightly touched areas around it with his tongue. The same way he had done to Hakkai a hundred times before. Sanzou lifted his other arm from his lap and began to undo the fastens on Gojou's own pants. He then proceeded to pull the pants all the way down his hips and to his knees, Gojou didn't know what to say. Sanzou then seized Gojou's member within his mouth and began to suck at it. He plunged it deep into his throat and then pulled back so he wouldn't gag. Then he began to twist his tongue around the shaft inside his mouth and moved in a repetitive motion so as to excite Gojou far more than he had anticipated.
Gojou struggled to remove his pants all the way and felt himself becoming light headed from Sanzou's wondrous work. It didn't take long for Gojou to lose his patience and pull Sanzou off of him. He threw the monk onto his back on the bed. He then grabbed Sanzou's pants at the waist and pulled them off in one giant tug.
"Gojou! What the hell are you doing!?" Sanzou said, an evil scowl crossing his face. He eyed the gun laying on the night stand. He contemplated how long it would take to reach it.
"Ch- stupid monk. All I am doing is returning the favor." Gojou leaned onto the bed, one leg folded under him, and moved up to Sanzou's waist from his feet. His long red hair, long ago set loose, tickled the skin all along the way. Sanzou bit his lip, as it tickled him terribly. Gojou bit lightly at the skin on Sanzou's stomach, making the so-in-control houshi jump slightly. He then moved a little further south, not really having to move very far, and nibbled at something else. Sanzou's eyes fluttered back into his head and his hips began to move all on their own. Soon Sanzou's member was thrust, whether willingly or not, into Gojou's mouth. Using his teeth, Gojou relentlessly took his frustrations out on Sanzou's extremity. Sanzou writhed under him, becoming more and more animated as time ticked by.
"Ah!" Sanzou yelled quietly as he looked down his chest at Gojou, his eyes already heavy lidded, "You fucking...I'm... I will...idiot!" Sanzou, gasping for breath, didn't finish. But Gojou got the general idea. He moved faster, moving up and down with steady and quick motions. Not long later a terrible cry fell from Sanzou's lips as Gojou's mouth was suddenly filled with warm liquid. It's so sweet! He thought as he happily swallowed the mouthful that had been given to him. He then lifted his head and looked up at Sanzou.
"Oi. Sanzou-sama. I never knew it could be so sweet. Almost like sugar cane." Sanzou placed a hand on the back of Gojou's head and pulled him up to his own face. Before another useless word could be uttered the two were crashing into another mind boggling kiss.
-----continued in Sun Ray Visit-----