Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ The Walls are Thin ❯ One-Shot

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Hey everyone! This is an utter yaoi lemon PWP that I wrote after reading some stuff. I
know next to nothing about Saiyuki so I had to get some details from Dan. I know he's
too chicken to read this (and his wife would strangle him if he did) but he was nice
enough to post it for me on FF.net. But since they're deleting all my stuff because its
NC-17, I decided to try elsewhere. Go ahead and review it and comment please. I am more
than happy to hear what you have to say. If you find grammar problems, please blame my
boyfriend as he's the one in charge of corrections (among other things *smirk*).

As my beloved Wolf would say: Cheers,
Dragon



The Walls are Thin
by Dragon'night



"Yeah, I'd like nothing more than to screw that monk just to see that high and mighty
expression wiped from his face."

Sanzo paused in mid-stride upon those words. He glanced at the door, scowling, as he
realised that the voice belonged to Gojyo. His scowl deepened as he heard the giggle
of some female.

How dare Gojyo talk about him like that?!

He returned to his own room and slammed the door shut. He stripped and crawled under
the covers. He had just closed his eyes when he heard those noises.

"Oh, Gojyo-sama, harder!"

"Take that, Sanzo."

There were more giggles from the female that swiftly turned into gasps and moans.

Sanzo's scowl deepened and he drew the covers over his head.





Gojyo yawned repetitively the next morning and snoozed lightly in the back of the jeep
as they drove. This left Goku unusually quiet since he had no one to fight with. He
struck up a conversation with Hakkai instead. It lasted until Sanzo got sick of the
chattering and hit the monkey on the head with his fan.

They drove on in silence for about five minutes until there was a low rumble followed
by a loud clap.

Torrents of rain appeared from some invisible crack in the sky.

Soaked to the skin, they reached the nearest inn and quickly got rooms. The proprietor,
an elderly lady, generously lent them some towels, quite unabashedly hoping for a peek
at some muscular chests.

She was sorely disappointed as they all escaped to their respective rooms.





Gojyo awoke with a start as he was slapped across the face.

He instinctively bolted upright only to be slammed back down to the bed by his own
limbs. His eyes adjusted to the dim lamplight and he immediately realised that he was
tied down spread- eagled on the bed. He was naked, but that was normal so he wasn't
terribly worried about that factor in the situation.

"What the..." his voice trailed off as he noticed someone else in the room. "Who are
you?"

"Hn."

"Sanzo." Gojyo realised upon that noise.

The monk stepped into the range of the light and Gojyo started as he noticed that Sanzo
was bereft of his robes and only wore his shirt, fingerless gloves, and jeans.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Gojyo demanded.

" ' I'd like nothing more than to screw that monk just to see that high and mighty
expression wiped from his face.' " Sanzo said quietly.

Gojyo paled slightly but then affected a look of bravado. "So you heard, huh?"

"The walls are thin." Sanzo said in a neutral tone.

"The truth hurts, Sanzo-sama." Gojyo spit out.

Sanzo's face didn't lose its neutral look and that worried Gojyo, who had expected an
enraged scowl.

"The truth?" Sanzo repeated. "Oh, how little you know of the truth, kappa."

Gojyo's eyes widened slightly but he kept a smug smirk on his face. His smirk faltered
and Sanzo crossed over and straddled Gojyo's stomach suddenly.

"You here to prove me right?" Gojyo asked, recovering quickly despite the fact that
Sanzo was sitting on him.

"To prove you wrong." Sanzo replied as he reached up and pinched one of Gojyo's nipples.

Gojyo gasped at the unexpected sensation and then yowled at Sanzo's other hand
scratched down his chest and his nipple was savagely twisted. He fought his bonds but
the knots were far too tight for him to get free.

"I guess you like that." Sanzo said.

"Fuck you." Gojyo shot back.

"Oh, I'm not the one getting screwed." Sanzo said.

Gojyo froze. He couldn't mean...he wouldn't! He was a monk!

Gojyo gave a sudden moan of pleasure as his mistreated nipple was released and then it
was enveloped in Sanzo's mouth.

Trying to control himself was a losing battle as Sanzo licked and nibbled on the nipple.
The tender licks were far too arousing for one such as Gojyo, who revelled in sensual
pleasures. To his chagrin, he could feel himself becoming aroused by this treatment. A
gasp escaped him as his ignored nipple was suddenly pinched by Sanzo's hand. The other
hand continued to gently rake Gojyo's chest and stomach, arousing the man even more.

Sanzo lifted his mouth. "Enjoying this?"

"Hell no." Gojyo managed. "Aaahh!" he gasped as Sanzo's pinch intensified.

"We'll see about that." Sanzo said in an ominous tone.

He bent his head again and began working on the other nipple.

Gojyo had to repress the urge to arch up into the maddening touches but he was losing
this battle as well. Groans escaped from him as Sanzo bit his nipples hard enough to
draw blood. The feel of Sanzo licking his blood was too much and he arched up into the
warm mouth.

Sanzo finally let up and Gojyo lay there, chest heaving.

"I have a theory about you." Sanzo said. "And tonight we'll see if I'm right."

Gojyo's eyes widened as Sanzo produced a vial from his pocket. He gasped as warm oil was
spill onto his chest. Gods! Sanzo wasn't going to...he wasn't!

Sanzo ran his fingers through the oil, spreading it over Gojyo's chest, and paying
special attention to the now slippery nipples. Gojyo gasped at the sensations.

"Wh-what's your theory?" Gojyo asked, trying to keep himself from being distracted.

"If I told you, you'd only do your best to prove me wrong." Sanzo replied.

Gojyo sucked in a breath as Sanzo's hands slipped lower and tickled his navel. Sanzo
shifted off of Gojyo so that he knelt between Gojyo's spread legs. His hands continued
to draw their patterns across Gojyo's skin. Gojyo panted, unable to fight the feelings
as his body heat rose and his body reacted to the delicious ministrations. His eyes
closed as he fought just to breathe.

His eyes flew open again as slippery fingers touched his cock.

His head fell back and he groaned as Sanzo's hand gently stroked his cock. He couldn't
believe that Sanzo was doing this! He was lost. Completely and utterly lost in the
feeling of Sanzo stroking him slowly, gently, then harder, faster. He groaned as he
felt himself tremble. So close, so close...

He gave an inarticulate cry of frustration as the hands stopped him from coming. His
eyes opened and he looked at Sanzo's face: that beautiful, haughty, cold face.

"You want to come?" Sanzo hissed.

Blind with need, Goyjo nodded frantically.

"You can't come until you beg." Sanzo replied.

Gojyo tensed up. There was no way he was going to beg. He gave a sudden gasp as a
finger touched him there. He stared at Sanzo in disbelief. That beautiful face was
still neutral, still expressing no emotions.

"Don't." Gojyo said.

"Don't what?"

Gojyo moaned as Sanzo's hands started stroking his cock again. He stiffened as one
slick finger gently pushed inside him.

"Sa-aah!" he gave up trying to speak as Sanzo's hand worked his cock harder.

He moved his hips with Sanzo's hand and then stiffened again as two fingers pressed
into him. It hurt!

"Hurts..." he managed to croak out.

His eyes flew open and his back arched as fingers touched a spot inside of him.

Any pain there was flew away to be replaced by this mind numbing pleasure. He arched up
more against the fingers as they stroked that spot ruthlessly. He moaned inarticulately
as a third finger joined the rest and he was stretched and touched in that one spot.

He groaned suddenly as all stimuli stopped. He opened his eyes to see Sanzo just
watching him, fingers motionless inside. Gojyo bucked slightly, trying to get Sanzo's
fingers to touch that spot.

"You want more?" Sanzo asked.

"Yes!" Gojyo gasped out.

"Beg." Sanzo demanded.

"No." Gojyo replied breathlessly, a hint of defiance coming back.

He gasped as Sanzo's fingers just lightly touched that spot.

"Beg." Sanzo said, stroking very slowly, denying Gojyo all the pleasure and just giving
him tantalizing hints.

"N-aaah! Please!" Gojyo cried out, unable to withstand anymore.

"Please what?" Sanzo demanded.

"Please fuck me, Sanzo-sama!" Gojyo moaned out, meaning every word he said.

"Just as I thought." Sanzo said softly, a smirk crossing his features.

He withdrew his fingers and Gojyo groaned in protest at the loss. He stiffened as he
felt something substantially larger press against him. His eyes were wide and locked
with Sanzo's purple ones. Sanzo pressed forward slightly so that the head of him was
inside. Both gasped at the sensation. Gojyo arched up as far as he could, trying to
make Sanzo move. Sanzo grabbed Gojyo's hips and held him still.

"Please, Sanzo-sama." Gojyo begged, beyond caring now.

He groaned in a mixture of pleasure and pain as Sanzo slowly slid inside of him. The
feeling of being stretched was almost unbearable but his pain was halted abruptly as
that spot was touched. He moaned slightly as Sanzo remained still, not allowing Gojyo
to participate.

"Aaaah! Sanzo-sama, please." Gojyo moaned. "More."

Sanzo pulled out slowly, making Gojyo cry out at the withdrawal, and then slowly slid
back in. Gojyo groaned again as Sanzo's head brushed against that spot again. Sanzo
drew out again with that aggravating slow pace and then thrust back in just as slowly.

"More, Sanzo-sama." Gojyo begged, not wanting any more of this slow torture.

"Beg." Sanzo replied.

"More, please, Sanzo-sama." Gojyo whispered. "Please. Please. Please. More. Please.
More. Take me. Sanzo-sam-aaah!" He gasped out as Sanzo suddenly thrust into him hard.

Sanzo drew in and out and a rapid pace, slamming into Gojyo's body. Gojyo bucked up as
much as possible, wanting more. He cried out as Sanzo reached out to stroke his cock
again. The combined stimuli was too much and in a few short strokes, he orgasmed.

Sanzo continued to thrust inside of Gojyo, milking the redhead. Finally he threw his
head back and came, hissing through his teeth.

He collapsed onto Gojyo's chest, panting. Gojyo's rapid heartbeat thundered in Sanzo's
ears.

After a while, Sanzo sat up again. Gojyo's eyes were closed but his breathing had
evened out.

Gojyo gasped as Sanzo touched his cock. His eyes opened and he tensed at the look in
Sanzo's eyes.

"You can't!" he protested.

Sanzo smirked, the tensing of Gojyo's muscles were massaging his cock nicely and he was
hardening again.

"You forget," he said, "that I'm a monk. I have years of abstinence to make up for."

Gojyo moaned as Sanzo began to stroke him again before slowly withdrawing slightly to
push back in. He was hard in a few quick strokes as Sanzo found that spot again.
Writhing in sensation, Gojyo gave up his half-hearted fight.

"More, Sanzo-sama, more," he pleaded as Sanzo's thrusts became faster.

Sanzo complied all too readily.





Hakkai noted Gojyo's limp and tired eyes as the redhead got into the jeep.

"Gojyo," Hakkai said tentatively.

Gojyo glanced at the brown haired man. "Yeah?"

Blushing slightly, Hakkai cleared his throat. "Um, I was wondering if you wouldn't mind
being so noisy at night," he said, looking a little embarrassed. "I don't mind that you
have a girl but the walls are thin and your, um, noises were a little loud."

"Yeah, sure." Gojyo said with a lopsided smile. "Sorry about that."

Sanzo made a noise and sat in his seat. Goku clambered into the back, oblivious to the
conversation as he was immersed in his food.





Sanzo's eyes opened as he heard a tentative knock on his door. He got out of bed, gun
in hand, and opened the door.

Gojyo stared at Sanzo with desperate red eyes.

"Please, take me, Sanzo-sama."





The end

Creepy? Well, I like picking on the playboys, being one myself. *receives glare from
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