Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Teaching Goku ❯ On the Floor ( Chapter 20 )

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Title: On the Floor

Author: Quirk othe Trade

Category: fan fiction

Genre: yaoi, lemon, angst, romance

Rating: adult, 17 and up or mature minds



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Disclaimer: I don’t own Saiyuki, though I really, really wish I did. Instead, I offer Tokyopop all the money I can in hope that they will bring more.

Warnings: Lemon, language

A/N: I. FOUND. IT. T_T Thank you, Great Spirit, Mother Mary, Lord Buddha and everyone else who can hear me. This is only half the proposed chapter, ‘cause I didn’t feel like making y’all wait while I finished the other half. I’ve been way busy, but I’m assuming everyone else has been, too. So very sorry for the wait.

Beta: Un betaed
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“That shit wasn’t funny,” Gojyo mumbled under his breath, and stuffed the butt of the cigarette into his mouth to light it.

Across from him at the table, Hakkai laughed. “Maybe not for you, but it was certainly amusing for some of us.”

The red head growled under his breath as he smoked, aware of pissy pansy eyes focused on him through a cloud of smoke. Sanzo had been chain smoking ever since they had entered the restaurant, a restaurant in a town several miles from the apparent area of Gojyo’s ‘bad dream‘. The town was prosperous enough to boast paved streets and a large population. It seemed as if the youkai hadn’t touched the place with a ten foot pole much less a claw; it was quiet in the way of disturbances. There did seem to be an awful lot of people around though, especially lugging around musical equipment. “I swear, it wasn’t like that.”

“Could we just drop the damned subject all ready?” The source of the question/demand was, surprisingly, Goku. “I’m hungry. Where the hell is our food?”

“The food’s coming, Goku. Be patient, please.” Hakkai answered, and turned to wave at the waiter. “Excuse me. Can we have another ashtray over here?”

Leaning on his elbow, Gojyo kept his head down as he drew on his smoke. (For crying out loud- being told off by Goku! Like he has anything to worry about! He’s not the one dreaming about pregnant men after having a condom break on him.)

A waiter dropped two clean ash trays on the table at Sanzo’s elbow, picked up the filled one and went on.

(Damn it! And all I can think about now is the erection I felt him get when I was feeling for the babies when I grabbed him!) Scarlet eyes closed. (I want him again. They’re right, I am a pervert if all I can think about is locking the two of us in the nearest bedroom every chance I get. But it’s not like we’ve got tons to talk about either, or like we started that way. Should I even be worried about that? It doesn’t go good with our one-day-at-a time strategy.)

The sound of a plate clinking down in front of him made him open his eyes, and he looked around to find the first half of dinner being delivered.

“Food, FOOD! I’m starving! Ah, it smells so good!” Goku began raving. The waiter looked startled at his enthusiasm but then smiled.

(Don’t smile at him, you bastard.) The surge of jealousy was surprising and worse, strong. It was one thing for Hakkai or Sanzo to- to- to whatever, but a perfect stranger- no. Just… no. His tone was hostile when he asked his question. “Hey, why are there so many people running around town lugging instruments around with them? Is there a festival or something?”

The waiter cringed slightly, and gave him a bewildered look. “There’s a music festival going on. All the taverns and hotels are hosting space as well as the outside venues.”

“Outside venues?”

“Outside concerts. They’re free, but if you go to a tavern, there might be a cover charge. Most of the hotels are free. The inn across from here is hosting some really good groups tonight, if you guys want to go.”

“Hnn.” Crushing out his cigarette, the red head looked sideways at the monkey stuffing his face with gusto. “Are pets allowed?”

Goku froze in mid bite then turned his head and glared. “Bastard, who are you calling a pet!”

“Who said I was talking about you, stupid monkey? You just called yourself an animal, you know?” Keeping his tone mild, he snagged a steamed bun off the brunet’s plate and bit into it. “Are you admitting your claim to chimp-hood?”

“I’m not a chimp, you plate-wearing, pervert kappa! Give me back my bun!” He made a snatch for the bun while the red head growled at him. “That word! That’s a forbidden word, you bottomless pit monkey!”

“Sanzo? You’re not going to try to stop them?” Hakkai asked in a mild voice. The priest looked only mildly irate beside him.

“No. What’s the point? Besides, they’re staying on their side of the table still.”
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A low hum of energy buzzed through the streets they stepped out into, accompanied by different pitches of sounds. Music was at large in the city, easily felt, and hard to ignore.

“…Well, where do you suggest we stay for the night, Sanzo?”

“There. No point in going far from the main road out of town.” Nodding at the inn suggested by the waiter, the blond looked pointedly at the warring kappa and monkey, currently trading the usual insults even as they craned their necks trying to take in all the activity. Then he started forward, the crowd parting before him like water before a ship. “It’ll keep them from going too far. Let‘s go, morons.”

“Sanzo! Does that mean we can go look around?“ Goku asked as they followed the blond across the street to get checked into the hotel.

“…Don’t go far. I’m not responsible for any trouble you get into. Better yet, DON‘T get into trouble.”

Gojyo felt a grin tug at his mouth. (Good. I could use a night out to go play a few hands. My pockets aren’t exactly empty, but there isn’t any happy jingle either.)

“I want to see the concerts that guy was talking about! And, Sanzo, I bet if we look around we’ll find a meat bun stand, and yakitori-”

“-Not. I’ve had enough noise today. If you leave the inn, take the plate wearing pervert bastard with you.”

“HEY! What-”

“Aww, Sanzo-”

“Shut up!“ The harisen made direct and harsh contact with two skulls, raising howls from the protesting monkey and snarling kappa. “Just shut up and stay out of my sight! I’ve had enough of your antics!”

Hakkai laughed at them all, his little white companion balanced on his left shoulder. “Maybe Sanzo has a point there. Tonight would be good to go out on a date.” Ignoring the goggling stares he’d earned, he smiled at the blond priest. “Ne, Sanzo?”

Sanzo stared at him with a long, dispassionate look before stalking off.

“Oh, my, do you think I angered him?” There was a slight edge in Hakkai’s voice, like the prick of a needle in silk cloth. The dark haired man followed Sanzo leisurely, chuckling softly.

Gojyo looked down at Goku, and found his confusion mirrored right back at him.

“Hey, do you think Sanzo and Hakkai are having a fight or something, maybe?”

“…Don’t know, monkey. We already know how fond Sanzo is of that fan, and Hakkai doesn’t pull any punches in a fight.” Hooking an arm around Goku’s shoulders, the red head drifted after the other pair. “Just step lightly and duck often.”

Inside was the same old routine of checking in and going to their rooms. The receptionist tried to flirt with first Sanzo, then Hakkai and received a paint curdling glare and an awkward smile for her trouble. Gojyo just kept his face averted, suddenly aware of the thin ice he would crash through if he dared to respond. (It’s not worth pissing Sanzo off to the point of shooting at me. Besides, the monkey’s not happy with me when I flirt in front of him.)

“Up the stairs and to your left,” the receptionist said, dropping two keys on the counter.

Dividing the keys, they made their ways to their rooms in a loose gaggle, a touch of fatigue just apparent in the set of Sanzo’s shoulders and his stride. That usually meant he was dog dead tired. The kappa almost felt pity for the priest- almost. “Oi, Sanzo, if you two are staying here, let me have the gold card.”

A droopy violet eye slanted at him, and then long fingers flickered. The bit of plastic smacked Gojyo in the chest with typical Sanzo flair. “Here. Don’t loose it or you’ll die horribly. Stay out of my hair for the rest of the night or you’ll still die horribly. Stay out of trouble or-”

“-we’ll die horribly. Yes, yes, High Priest Sanzo Sama.”

“- you’ll die a swift and merciless death so that I don’t have to put up with your shit.” The harisen made a quick, punishing appearance for the red haired kappa’s insolence. The door was then shut in his face, and Goku tugging on his wrist was the only thing keeping Gojyo from storming in and giving the monk a piece of his mind. “-damned shitty priest-”

“Gojyo, let’s go! Let’s go check out our room then go get some meat buns and stuff!”

“-Ah, damn it, I just realized- the parrot still has our bags.”

“Hakkai will probably bring ‘em over for us. Come on, already!”
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Goku was right; Hakkai did bring their luggage over. It was annoying, so he retaliated with a punch to the shoulder, which lead to an all out wrestling match. The green eyed man laughed and shut the door hastily, shutting them and their childish antics in. Their match lasted several minutes, right up until they landed just SO and their libidos suddenly kicked in, bodies responding to the familiarity of the position.

The brunet sprawled beneath him flushed brilliantly, and Gojyo had the feeling it had nothing to do with embarrassment. They were in their own room, and the door was shut. Plus lately, Goku had been loosing some of his embarrassment. When it was just them two together, his young lover was becoming more confident, in himself and his effect on Gojyo. He was more sure in his touch, in his kiss… in his movements. If the darkening of his gold eyes, the slight drooping of his eyelids was any indication, he wanted…

Dropping his head, the kappa brushed his lips over the other’s mouth as a test. Soft lips followed as he pulled back, and he returned to lick at the crease and ask to enter. It initiated the softest, sweetest kiss, and Gojyo delved deeper, the pregnancy nightmare still lurking in the back of his mind. It only turned hot when slender fingers threaded through his hair to anchor him in place and the body beneath him arched up against him. Goku took control of the kiss and did it soundly, and Gojyo was left struck by the ease with which he did it.

“Stupid kappa,” the brunet growled against his mouth, and an answering, wordless growl welled up. Pinning Goku more firmly with his body, he attacked, their kissing becoming a struggle to see who was more dominant. When Goku lost control of the kiss, he rolled them both over again, a painful reminder of the younger man’s strength as Gojyo cracked his head against the hard wooden floor. He was distracted by the sudden thrusting against his groin, though, and he broke the kiss to curse soundly as his hips raised in answer. “Fuck, Goku-”

“…I want… before we leave…” The words were gritted out. “Can we…? Without going all out…”

“Blow jobs,” Gojyo growled back, and shoved his lover away. “Get that armor off, monkey.”

He laid back, panting, and threw one arm across his eyes as the sounds of Goku struggling out of his vestments tantalized him. Heat was pooling between his legs, and he could feel his flesh hardening, memory fueling his arousal. A kiss pressed to his mouth heralded Goku’s return. Grabbing him around the waist, Gojyo rolled the other way and pinned him, kissing harshly in return. Fingers slid impatiently to the brunet’s waistband under the beige shirt… and stopped. “Say it.”

“Say what?” The tone was impatient, and fingers tightened on his shoulders.

“Tell me what you want.”

“…You know what I want.”

Okay, maybe Goku was still a little shy. “Tell me.”

“…I want you to suck me off.” That rosy flush rising in his face this time was half embarrassment. Gojyo’s hand was delving instantly into his pants, the zipper and button practically torn open. The shirt was dragged out of the way, then off and left in a crumpled ball on the bed. “I want you to do that thing you do with your mouth, and your tongue, and- Nngh!”

“Fuck, you’re already this hard?” Stroking with fingers, he slid his palm down the exposed underside of the erection he was holding.

“Shut up! I’m young, okay?!” His hips moved, thrusting involuntarily into the hand gripping him.

Grinning like mad, the red haired kappa squirmed down over Goku to pull his jeans down low on his lover’s thighs. Goku’s flesh was flushed a hearty crimson, and his sac seemed tight and swollen. Drawing his fingers over the delicate bulges, he watched the shiver work its way through the brunet’s body. Leaning over, he trailed his tongue over his fingers’ paths before closing his mouth over one smooth oval and rolling it with his tongue, sucking lightly. The sounds that rolled out of that mouth he loved to kiss so much were gratifying and he continued with full enthusiasm, one hand smoothing the hard shaft up against its owners stomach when it bumped against his nose.

Fingers crept into his hair, clutching tightly, and he shifted his focus to the other side for a long moment before seeking out the tip of Goku’s erection. His head bobbed as he eased the length into his mouth, into his throat, and the tension in his lover’s body increased tenfold. He began to suck, and the moans began again. Beginning to alternate between sucking and moving, he reached for the lube concealed in a pocket and flipped the lid. Gojyo waited until his mouth was moving, slicked the tip of his longest finger and massaged one of his favorite places to tease on his lover’s body.

The response was almost immediate, Goku’s knees lifting and spreading, Goku’s body loosening enough for him to slip inside. As the red head added more lubricant and worked his longest finger inside the tight heat of the gold eyed man, he changed tactics and began nibbling the tip of the erection in his mouth, tongue laving before teasing the slit. His free hand fondled Goku’s sac, pressing and massaging absently as he began to finger fuck his writhing lover, who was coming undone before him. The noises falling from his throat varied in volume but were all needy and eagar, aroused and arousing. One fist unknoted from Gojyo’s hair to pinch at tiny, hard nipples, self stimulating.

Dropping his head and taking the cock fully into his mouth, sucking hard, Gojyo strove for Goku’s release. He could taste it on his tongue, the slither of his own hair against skin and cloth loud in his ears. A hand slapped against the floor, the body beneath his arched up shaking, and salt most bitter slid down his throat as the brunet choked out his name.

Gojyo continued to suck until Goku’s flesh was half soft between his lips and the salty taste was gone before slipping the cock from his mouth into his waiting hand. Sliding his finger from his lover’s backside, he circled and fingered the ring of muscle teasingly, causing small shocks to ripple through the shorter man’s body. Goku didn’t seem to mind, laying there panting and practically purring, gold eyes closed. He didn’t even react when the red head kissed the tip of his penis then dragged his tongue over it.

The red haired kappa was slightly surprised as he continued to nuzzle, lick and mouth his younger lover’s genetalia, reluctant to stop. (Fucking him is good, but this is good, too. I like having his cock down my throat. Somehow I don’t think I’d like it if it wasn’t Goku, though. And I want him in bed…) His voice was a deep rolling growl when he spoke. “You sure you want to go out tonight? I can think of better things to do with our time…”

“…I want steamed buns. Stop fingering me, I can’t think.”

(Ooh, a distraction!) “I want nothing more at this moment than to stretch your cute little ass and then fuck you into the floor until you can‘t walk straight.”

There was total silence as Gojyo pressed his lips against a sharp hipbone. He looked up in time to catch a blow to the crown of his head instead of the back of his head. Clutching his head with both hands, he glared up. “OW! What the hell?!”

Goku’s face was pure red as he raised his fist. “Don’t be such a pervert, you- you- sexual harrasment pervert kappa!”

Gojyo laughed at him. “Aww, is the little monkey embarrassed?” He was growled at, and he laughed again as he sat back on his shins. Grabbing the hand he’d been hit with, he drew it to his groin, pressing it against the hard bulge beneath his belt.

Gold eyes went slightly unfocused, soft lips dropping open with a bare sigh. Slender fingers twitched, then squeezed questioningly. The kappa fought a moan. “It’s all your fault I’m this hard. Take some responsibility.”

“All my fault, ne?” A pink tongue dragged mesmerizingly across a full bottom lip, and Gojyo jerked, surprised, when the touch smoothed over his erection. Nimble fingers undid belt, button and zipper. “Lay back.”

He- wanting to watch- sat back, legs spread and braced on his hands while Goku fixed his clothes in a semblance of neatness. Then the brunet was laying on his belly between his legs, hands pulling and parting fabric. The red head felt his cock twitch and jump in anticipation, eagar for his lover’s mouth. Goku had gotten pretty damned good at blow jobs. This was not unexpected, since they indulged in oral sex the most, but it always sent a thrill, a perverse possessiveness through him that Goku had gotten that good sucking no one else’s cock but his.

Guiding Gojyo’s erection with both hands, Goku took the tip into his mouth. Using teeth and tongue, he nibbled and scrapped, lapped, laved and probed, all the while squeezing and stroking the shaft with his hands. Then his mouth slipped down more, and one hand went low, rubbing his older lover’s balls and massaging the strip of skin behind there.

Burying his hands in the thick strands of his lover’s hair, the kappa cradled his gold eyed lover’s skull gently as he moaned and let go, appreciating the visual of Goku ‘s heavy lidded face and Goku’s mouth filled with the width and length of his erection. The red haired man laid back finally when it got to be too much, and he felt his pants tugged lower and cool air brush his thighs. A cooly lubricated finger was introduced to his backside, and he jumped but opened to the touch. It wasn’t the first time and he understood that his lover was just returning the fun the way it was for him.

Goku had been picking up on what was being done to his own ass; the lubed digit was slow but sure as it fingered the pucker, and it felt better and better the more the red head let go and didn’t think about it beyond that fact. He only noticed the finger inside him as a thought of ‘that’s good’. The second finger was noticed when Goku scissored his fingers, stretching his insides. By that time Gojyo could have cared less, hands still buried in Goku’s hair as his head bobbed, tongue and lips dancing on his cock. The latiny out of the red head’s mouth was a combination of moaning, cursing and encouragement; there was no way he was going to object to something that good. A touch to that spot inside him made him climax unexpectedly. Goku, pulling back at that point, ended up with a faceful of creamy white that left him round eyed in surprise.

Some part of Gojyo, that wasn’t panting and aroused, wanted to laugh. But the part that WAS panting and aroused, found it very arousing. One large hand lifted and cupped his cheek, thumb smearing the white over his cheek even as it gathered the mess on the pad of flesh. Offering his thumb, hovering, eye contact was made for a second before Goku’s tongue swiped it clean. Fingers moved in him caressingly in response. Silently they repeated it until just the smears were left and Gojyo was shivering.

“Who’s the pervert, now?” The red head asked softly. Goku merely grunted as his head dipped, tongue now tracing over the few escaped pearls on his abdomen, sliding over the tip of Gojyo’s spent erection and cleaning the dainty slit. Stars burst behind his eyelids when his prostate was fingered hard, the unexpected abuse causing his hips to arch sharply. Moist fingers left slowly, and he glared red disapproval at his lover. “Fuck, don’t do that! That’s too damned much!”

Sticky lips blocked his protest, and Gojyo shut up willingly, channeling his irritation into dominating the kiss until they finally broke for air, panting. The red haired kappa pulled the shirtless young man closer, onto his lap, lips seeking out the pulse under his jaw as Gojyo allowed one hand to pluck at Goku’s nipples. They were only half erect, but perked quickly at the stimulation. “Damned monkey. I should just tumble you on your back and have my way with you.”

“I still want steamed buns.”

Groaning, the red head buried his face in his lover’s throat. “Don’t you ever think without your stomach?”
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TBC…
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Wind Inu: Thank you. Yes, the goddess sent a bit of a bad dream for Gojyo. A pregnant Sanzo, for real- let’s not go there. Though in the orginal ‘Journey to the West’, if I remember correctly, there was a stream or river or body of water that caused all four of them to become pregnant, I don’t think I ever want to see that in the Saiyuki storyline. It’d be too disturbing. The nickname- Gojyo’s not necessarily aware that he’s saying it. I know I’m not alwas aware of when I call someone sweetie. My excuse is that I’m from Texas- please don’t hold that against me. And don’t worry, I’m not done. I’ve just been busier than shit forever now, and having a hard time getting to write, much less rewrite what I thought I lost. I haven’t even written in my blog lately, except for a while back. Enjoy, okay?

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