Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Almost Violent Songfic ❯ Almost Violent Songfic ( Chapter 1 )

Author's Notes: I don't own nor make any claims/profits on the characters of Saiyuki. Rights to the characters remain with their creator(s). The song used is called Almost Violent and is by the band Rotersand. All rights for the song remain with them.

 

 

Almost Violent Songfic

 

 

Your beauty strikes like a punch out of nowhere

Your passion bites and I'm willing to get there

 

 

The last youkai fight goosed our adrenalin high and ended before we had a chance to burn it all off. Violence simmered in all of us making us snap and growl at each other more than normal. We were in yet another small town in yet another bump in the road on the fucking trip that never ended. The idiot kappa was fighting with the stupid monkey about who was going to get the last pot sticker when we hadn't even entered the inn, never mind ordered the food. I have a killer headache brewing between my eyes because of them, but the moron twins are well out of fan range. I drew my gun, determined to shoot them both somewhere fatal to make their yelling stop when you step in front of me and place your hand on my arm.

 

My head snaps up and I open my mouth to growl something out in warning. Instead, nothing escapes my throat. I just stare like I've never seen you before. The setting sun creates a nimbus around your head; putting your eyes in shadow. The dying rays paint colour on your cheeks and you lick your lips, pink tongue darting out to wet them before you speak. You smell like peppermint and green tea and something musky that should've been disgusting, but makes blood rush to my groin instead. Your hand on top of mine is warm and soft and the thumb stroking back and forth over my skin gives me pleasurable shivers. Your beauty strikes me like a punch out of nowhere, and I mentally flail around trying to get my inner balance back.

 

“Please don't shoot, Sanzo. I'll have to spend time and energy healing them, and I'd rather not if it can be avoided. I'll get them settled in the dining room with some food, then come up to the room to take care of that headache for you. Does that sound all right?”

 

I nod dumbly, still not sure what the hell just happened and put up my gun. You move away from me, and I have to resist the urge to grab your hand and demand you stay. I scowl as I try to get myself under control. I march past Gojyo and Goku, shouldering them aside roughly on my way into the inn. I slap the gold card down on the worn counter top and demand separate rooms for the night. There's no way in hell I'm going to spend another second with the two idiots without killing them. I sure as shit don't want to spend an entire night sharing a room with you when I'd just been sucker punched in the groin by lust.

 

Once in the room, I let my robes slide off to puddle on the floor, the fabric rubbing sensuously against my skin. My cock goes from semi-hard to god-damn-it-I-need-to-fuck between one breath and the next. What the hell is wrong with me? I pace the room, sucking viciously on my smoke as I wrack my brain for an answer to why I suddenly want to have you naked and begging me to fuck you hard. No answer comes and I swear for several long minutes as I pace and smoke. This is crazy. Insane. Completely out of character for me.

 

But I want you with an almost painful intensity.

 

You step into the room shortly after I finish my third smoke, take one look at my face, and smile at me in a way that makes me freeze in my tracks and watch you in the same way a stray dog would that'd stumbled into a meaner dog's territory. Your look is predatory and a voice shrills in my head that it's incredibly stupid to just stand there and stare at you with what's probably naked hunger on my face and a boner in my pants.

 

You're faster than I'm used to seeing outside of a fight. You body slam me against the wall before my brain even registers that you've moved. You grab hold of my wrists and pin them to the wall above my head. Your face is only inches from mine, the smile on your faces scares and arouses me at the same time. I might be able to get free if I really want to, but I don't even try.

 

Your head dips forward and I feel teeth nip the skin of my throat. A shiver works over my body and I feel you smile against my neck. You pull back, shift both wrists to one hand and grip my chin with fingers that are impossibly strong. It's then that I notice I'm not the only one hard as a rock. A corner of my mouth quirks up and I push against your hold on me. We stare at each other and reach an understanding without saying a fucking thing. A soft growl leaves your lips and you move in again with teeth on my throat. I'm panting with excitement as you bite me, teeth stopping just shy of breaking skin. Your passion bites are driving me crazy with lust, making me arch into you, and I'm willing to get there, to that place of almost violence, because I suddenly need what you have to offer.

 

 

I heed your eyes; your words leave me silent

I'm paralyzed; your look's almost violent

 

 

I want to say something. What, I'm not sure. Denial that this is happening? That I'm responsible for any of this? Maybe. An explanation for what the hell we're about to do? I'd love to have one. I open my mouth to say… something, but close it without uttering a sound when I see the look you give me. I heed the warning in your eyes not to do anything idiotic. I'm not stupid and I know full well what you are. Doesn't change a damned thing. I still want this even knowing it could go sideways faster than I could ever hope to draw my gun. I don't understand where this desire is coming from, but I'm starting to not give a shit.

 

“I don't think I can stop, Sanzo. I find you very desirable. You should have never let me see that you were interested in me. I was content to admire you from afar and steal touches when I could under the guise of healing your injuries. But now I know you want me. I can smell it; taste it on my tongue. I think I'd like to revise my earlier statement. I can stop. I simply don't want to.”

 

Your words leave me silent. I'd had no freaking clue. You smile at me in a way that makes nerves flutter in my belly and my cock throb. My eyes widen when you reach up and slip off two of the cuffs on your ear. The faint pattern of vines rise to the surface of your skin, I'm paralyzed for a few brief moments in shock. You did the very last thing I would have expected, but I like the idea of walking such a dangerous edge. Your look's almost violent, and god help me, I feel more turned on by that than any sane person should be. Maybe that's the whole deal to this bizarre attraction. Mutual insanity.

 

 

Take your place behind the wheel

You're in command; take me where you want to

I'm a passenger waiting for departure

 

 

I wait for you to take your place behind the wheel of this crazy ride we seem to be on. You're in command. That much is dead obvious. I'm surprised that I like the idea. I don't have to make any decisions. I don't have to do anything, but let you take me where you want to. It's a hell of a lot easier for me to let you do that than I thought letting go of my control would be. Is it because I trust you regardless of what I know you to be? When the hell did that happen? I shrug mentally. Fuck it. I'm an eager passenger waiting for departure on the insanity train that's now leaving the station.

 

The noise of my zipper opening is loud over the harsh sounds of our breathing. The first touch of your hand on my cock makes me hiss in pleasure and push my hips forward. Your smile is feral and dangerous. I know you're one small, thin limiter away from being full youkai and damn if that doesn't crank up my desire. God, I'm a sick bastard for finding that turns me on even more. You inhale slowly, your nose almost brushing against the skin of my jaw. My teeth click together and I almost bite my tongue in an effort to hold back the whimper when you lick delicately under my chin and take your hand off my cock after one, much too short, stroke. Some very perverse part of me clamps down tight on the desire rushing through my veins just to see what you'll do, how violent you'll get, in order to drag a response from me.

 

 

Read behind my face of steel

Don't get deceived, I'm human and I want you

I'm a passenger waiting for departure

 

 

You growl softly next to my ear and nip the lobe hard enough to make me hiss in pain. I feel something wet trickle down my skin. Instinct tells me it's not spit. Excitement curls hard in my belly and I want more of this almost violence from you. I keep my face as impassive as I can and wait for what you'll do next. I know you're not going to disappoint me. You're the most observant one in our ragged group. I'm sure you know what I want. The only question is if you'll give it to me. Read behind my face of steel. Don't get deceived. I'm human and I want you, a wild, almost violent, almost youkai.

 

You pull back and tilt your head, studying me pinned to the wall by your body and the bruising grip you have on my wrists. Your good eye is a swirl of brilliant green and molten gold, neither human nor youkai. The faint vines visible on your skin move as if in a subtle breeze I can't feel, and that musky scent I'd caught earlier fills my nose again. My cock twitches against the thigh you have wedged between my legs. You smile at me again, and I shiver in a combination of fear I'll never admit to and arousal I'm sure you can smell. God only knows what you see in my eyes, but it makes you bare your teeth in a feral grin that shoots desire through my body.

 

“As you wish, Sanzo.”

 

Sweat trickles down my back when I hear you lower the zipper on your pants. My breathing comes a little faster and I feel the slow slide of pre-come down my cock as anticipation and excitement twists through me. A harsh groan is forced out of me when you wrap your fingers around my dick and yours at the same time. Your hands are soft, but the motion is rough and presses on kink buttons I never knew I had. My head drops forward and my eyes fall to half mast as I watch through a pleasure haze as you jerk us both off. I feel your mouth on my neck again, teeth scraping my skin. I shudder when you bite me hard and your hand tightens on our cocks. I can feel the bones in my wrists grinding against each other in your hand, and instead of trying to get free; I pull lightly against the hold, liking the painful sensation of being bent to your will.

 

Your breath is hot on my throat and your tiny growls are shoving me harder towards orgasm. The friction of your cock rubbing against mine and the tight grip of your hand is driving me insane. I'm balancing on the edge of orgasm, panting and pushing my hips into your hand when you snarl something low and guttural next to my ear. The bite to my shoulder through the soft leather of my shirt breaks skin and sends a wave of sharp pain through me that quickly turns into pleasure I'm not ready for.

 

I snap my head back, hitting the wall hard and swear in a low voice. The pain of your bite and my head hitting the wall blends together to join the euphoria of my orgasm. I writhe against you, my heart races, I try to catch my breath as my cock spurts over your hand. I gasp as your cock pulses against mine, and our combined seed smears between your fingers. You continue to stroke our cocks for a few seconds more and I have to bite my lip to keep from moaning. I feel your chest heaving against mine and try to figure out how I can still be standing when I'm sure my legs have turned to rubber and I feel a little light-headed. You let go of my shoulder and I hiss at the dull throbbing that has replaced the initial sharp pain. My hands are suddenly freed from your grip and my arms drop uselessly to my sides, the rush of blood into my fingers make them tingle with pins and needles. I'm grateful for the wall at my back because I think that's all that's holding me up at the moment. That and the leg you still have wedged between my thighs. You paint my lips with our combined seed before kissing me hard enough to bruise.

 

You step back, pick up the limiters from the floor and look at me intensely for several seconds before slipping them back on. You're human again when you smile at me, but that smile is almost violent and completely predatory. I'll bet it's the same smile you wore when you killed all those youkai. It scares the shit out of me but arouses me a lot more. You've got my number now. You know what it is I want, what I like, and you seem to have the same perverse tastes as me. I've no idea where this strangeness will take us, or if we'll even make it to the next town alive, but I've come to one hard, inescapable truth.

 

I'm a passenger waiting for departure into this bit of insanity I've decided to take with you, and I just know it's going to be one hell of a ride.