Fun New Game

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Insatiable

Hakkai laid on his side gasping and clutching at the ground as his climax ripped through him a third time. Sanzo’s hard desperate thrusts echoed through his spent body. He was exhausted. They’d been separated from Gojou and Goku only two nights and in that time Sanzo’s desire to fuck had gone completely out of control. Hakkai found himself being pulled or pushed to the ground at what seemed like every turn on the road. He complied easily enough to the monks demands, being used to Gojou’s constant pawing. At first it was exciting and fun to be suddenly thrown back and molested by his usually sober friend. Then he began to realize that he would cum two or three times to Sanzo’s one. His body floated in a constant state of numbness and arousal. At this rate he’d be literally fucked into the ground in a matter of days. Sanzo’s arms suddenly tighten around Hakkai’s chest and he cried out as he spilled inside him. Hakkai felt Sanzo slump to the ground next to him and roll away. He wheezed and gasped for air. Hakkai turned to him. Sanzo’s body was covered in a thick layer of sweat. His chest billowed and collapsed as his body struggled to satisfy Sanzo’s need for air. He was looking straight up into the night sky. He didn’t look particularly satisfied. Hakkai felt a guilty twinge in his heart. He sidled up against Sanzo’s body and pulled the monk’s discarded robes up to cover their exposed bodies. Their combined heat began to grow and spread through out his tired limbs.

“It’s not enough, is it?”

Sanzo closed his eyes and moaned internally. He rarely had to explain his actions to Hakkai. The man knew him like no one else, sometimes even better than he did himself. Something was wrong, desperately wrong. He couldn’t stop, couldn’t find true release. Even now, only moments after filling Hakkai, his body was telling him it wasn’t done. What is this? He needed something, something more. His mind’s eye conjured Goku’s visage. An odd sense of longing crept up within him. No, he warned himself.

Hakkai placated Sanzo’s unspoken thoughts. “We’ll find them tomorrow.” He lay against Sanzo close enough that if the man needed him again he could easily reach him.

Sanzo listened to Hakkai drift off to sleep. His body was wrecked from the stress of his need. A need that he hated. Why, how, what was he thinking that first time he took Goku? Did he actually believe sleeping with the boy would solve anything? It just led to more problems, more worthless needs and desires. Now Hakkai was trapped in his sickness, too. He felt the ache returning. He commanded it to go away and let him alone. He was assaulted by a vision of Goku’s golden eyes dancing above him while his body drank the boy’s passionate strength. The memories of soft tan skin sliding under his hands were followed closely by the sound of that steady heartbeat that could lull him into the deepest sleep.

****

The sun filtering through the trees startled Gojou’s eye’s as he awoke. Goku sat near by poking a stick at the dying fire lost in his thoughts. Gojou shifted and groaned. His whole body was stiff and soar. He smiled weekly and tried to move his legs. Goku certainly wasn’t a boring guy in bed. In the end he decided just to stay where he was. Gojou perceived a brooding atmosphere. He reached out and lightly raked his fingernails over the small of Goku’s back just above the waistband of his jeans. He had a new found appreciation and affection for the kid. Somber moods like this were rare and usually involved a certain some one.

Goku glanced over his shoulder acknowledging Gojou’s touch, “Hey.” He turned back to his fire poking. “Guess we’re staying here today.”

“Ya I don’t think I can walk much less carry you right now!” Gojou laughed. When there was no cheerful response he prodded “That’s compliment monkey. You should say thank you,”

“unhuh” Goku tossed his stick into the embers and rest his head on his knees.

“ How’s the ankle?” Gojou was not willing to let Goku alone.

Goku scrunched up his shoulders. He looked back for a moment and then lay down next to Gojou. The utter sadness in his gold eyes made Gojou a little jealous. He couldn’t believe all this devotion was wasted on an unfeeling, cranky, stuck-up monk like Sanzo. Then again he didn’t know why someone like Hakkai would waste time on him either.

Goku wrapped his arms around his chest and curled in front of Gojou. “I know it’s only been a few days and who knows if he even cares about me; I’m just a stupid monkey…but….it hurts so bad….when he’s gone.”

Holy crap. Gojou thought his heart would break from the weight of Goku’s confession. He willingly suffered the pain it took to wrap up Goku in his arms and hold him tight. He was going to personally enlighten the great Genjo Sanzo with his bare hands when next they met.

*****
aru aru swooped and glided happily upon the currents in the air. He’d found them at last. The scents of the little one and his master’s mate were ripe on the air. He doubled back to make sure his master was following, screeching loudly that he had found them. He’d nearly lost him several times the last few days thinking they were right behind him only to discover they had stopped to lay down together. It must be very hard to walk with only two paws and they couldn’t fly at all. Poor master and his friends. They were always asking him to transform so they could all rest wile he carried them. He didn’t mind carrying them as long as he got to fly on his own every once in a while. Faster master they are right ahead he screeched. Hakaru sped towards his master’s missing friends making a few joyful barrel rolls hoping the little one would be up for rubbing his chin. He had the best way of getting at just the right spot. Here they are! Hakaru cried as he circled down and landed. They’re huddled together and missing most of their fur, they must be cold. He nudged the little one’s shoulder and cooed. Hey, you, rub my chin!

*****

“Hakaru?” Gojou squinted. Then Sanzo must be…

Some thing large and fast slammed into Gojou’s shoulder blasting him away from Goku.

“What the hell?!?!?” Gojou was stunned. All he could see was a wall of white in front of his eyes. His body jerked and heaved from heavy fisted blows.

“Keep your damn… lecherous… hands …!”

“Sanzo stop!” Hakkai yelled.

“Wha?” Gojou moaned as a fist contacted his temple and came close to bring darkness.

A blast of Chi engulfed Sanzo freezing him then tossing him to the side.

Free of Sanzo’s assault Gojou sat up still somewhat bewildered and dazed. Goku sat staring past him. He looked behind to find Hakkai restraining a very pissy Sanzo. Ah that’s what happened. So Sanzo doesn’t like sharing his toys.

Goku stood up with Hakaru in his arms. “Fuck off.” He released the disappointed dragon and walked away.

Sanzo panted under Hakkai’s strong hold. Something inside him cried out as Goku walked away. “Get off me.”

“Only if you promise not to touch Gojou again.”

“Get off me or die!” He flung Hakkai effortlessly away following Goku’s disappearing form.

‘Well isn’t this quite the bad romance novel moment?” Gojou lit up a cigarette still trying to clear his vision. “You ok love?”

“Ya,” Hakkai slumped down, his body was drained.

“You look kinda beat.”

“You have no idea.”

~TBC~


Note: I didn’t expect to write any more for this fic. My mind kept returning to Goku’s sad little angsty comment about not knowing if Sanzo even cared about him. *sniff* Poor Goku. We have to make him feel better. Heh heh heh…

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