Body Heat

Disclaimer: I don\'t own Saiyuki or any of its characters. I just love to play with them.No profits here!


Okay, second chapter- here I go! I rewrote the first one just a tad. I added just a little more detail here and there. I don\'t even know if its noticeable. I\'m also using a different word processor. I\'ll be editing the other fic (A Chance Meeting) with this new one too so the spelling won\'t be so crappy.

(Side note- for some reason my spell checker kept wanting to change Kou\'s name to Bougainvillea. I thought I had caught it all, but when I proof read, I keep finding his name changed so if you see that, you know why.)

If you want me to write more- or continue onto other fics with this arc you need to review!



Anyway- enough prattle, please give me some good, honest reviews and some constructive criticism. (Just don\'t call me names!)

Love you all here- Kenyanboa

-START- Chapter 2

Hakkai tightened his grip in Kou\'s hair. He had to be hurting the demon, but Kougaiji wasn\'t one to show pain easily. He pulled Kou\'s head back so that his back was arched and his chin tilted up. His violet colored eyes, which suddenly reminded Hakkai of Sanzo, never left his. The smile only deepened. Kou purred, a wholly unexpected and seductive sound.

Hakkai wasn\'t smiling any more. Something sinister he kept deep inside was uncoiling and he could feel it as a physical sensation. Hakkai wasn\'t smiling any more, he was grinning. Kougaiji\'s eyes widened a little. The look of vague intent in Hakkai’s bright eyes had more of an impact on Kougaiji than having his hair fisted in Hakkai\'s hands, or what that other hand might now do to him.

Kou was suddenly aware that there was even more to this one than he had thought. There was more raw strength in him than he let on. Kou also realized that much of Hakkai\'s luck had to do with people\'s tendency to underestimate him. He would have to keep a better eye on this one in the future. There was nothing Kougaiji respected more than strength.

“You want me to respond to you?” Hakkai drawled.

“Yes.”

Hakkai stared into Kougaiji\'s face. He brought his face close enough to the other\'s to feel his breath across his face. Everything in Hakkai was telling him this was a decidedly bad idea. He would regret this tomorrow. Hakkai knew a thing or two about regret and more of it he did not need. However, the living creature in his hands was most pointedly of another mind.

An image flashed through Hakkai\'s mind. It was a memory of the first time he had laid eyes one Kougaiji. He had saved Yaone from her own foolishness when Hakkai had been unable to. He had inadvertently saved Hakkai from yet another heart wrenching experience with the potential to send him back into his own abyss. His actions that day had ingrained into Hakkai exactly why it was other demons would follow this one to their deaths. Kougaiji cared about his “subordinates.”

Hakkai had respect for Kougaiji. He had held many assumptions and opinion about the young demon lord he\'d drawn from his experiences. Never in a million years had he expected to ever hold the man in his arms, never had he expected him to be so seductive.

Hakkai decided the world, the situation at hand and all his regrets could go to hell.

Hakkai\'s body kicked into a higher gear. Kougaiji, wondering just how long his hair was going to hold up, felt the change in Hakkai as a palpable thing. He had most definitely stuck a stick into a wasp\'s nest. Usually when one did that, one didn\'t look forward to the sting. Kou had made a habit out of that though.

Hakkai\'s free hand came up and his finger tips whispered along Kougaiji\'s chest and belly. The smaller man shuddered, his head pulled back, allowing Hakkai to handle him roughly. The pain of the position Hakkai presently held him in conflicted deliciously with the feather touch of his other hand. The other hand traveled down along the tight muscles of his belly and plucked open the waistband of his pants. The release of pheromones was enough to drive them both insane. Hakkai continued his torturous caresses, exploring Kougaiji\'s body with his finger tips, finding the places that brought the greatest response.

Kou moaned. Hakkai was hardly touching him, but his body was humming. Kougaiji had long had an itch to scratch, and he had found relief in a most unexpected person. Hakkai was most deliberately avoiding the area of his body he most wanted touched, and his groin was becoming painfully restrained. Yet, the tingling of Hakkai\'s fingertips was incredible. Belatedly, Kougaiji realized that Hakkai was doing just a little more than just touching him. He was using his Qi Gong techniques to great advantage. He was finding the points in Kou\'s body and applying just enough stimulation to tease. Kou shuddered and squirmed.

“It seems,” Hakkai purred, “That it is you who are responding to me!”

Kou\'s answer to that was a low guttural growl.

Hakkai\'s gently caressing hand made its way back up his body to Kougaiji\'s exposed throat. That hand grasped him with choking force at the same moment the other released its grip and he slammed the demon down onto his back.

Kou grunted as the wind knocked out of him and he instinctively grabbed at the arm that held him down.

Hakkai loomed over Kou with that unnerving gleam in his _expression. Hakkai released his grip to slide long graceful fingers under the hard metal rings about Kougaiji\'s neck. Hakkai bent to bring his face close to Kou\'s.

“Is this what you were looking for?” Hakkai asked. Kou\'s breath came in uneven puffs, a soft breath against Hakkai\'s face. The smell that was an invitation was strong now and Hakkai no longer fought the desire to inhale. He brought his face down alongside Kou\'s, nuzzling the strangely shaped pointed ears the man sported. He touched his nose to Kou\'s cheek where his markings were. He licked at the earrings- a woman\'s earrings that Hakkai didn\'t know the meaning of. He ran his tongue up and into Kou\'s ear, delighting in the shudders it brought from the other\'s body.

Clawed hands came up to Hakkai\'s body and began to find and undo the clasps and belts that held Hakkai\'s clothing together. When one hand trailed up the inside of his thigh and came to rest on the bulge between Hakkai\'s legs he closed his eyes.

Despite being in the constant company of two very viable partners, it had been some time since Hakkai had had the privacy for such things as this. It had been longer since Hakkai felt that he didn\'t need to hold back. He usually was not the one leading the dance. For some reason, he wanted to take charge with this one. He wanted to taste something different. Kougaiji had a flavor all his own and it was intoxicating.

He trailed his tongue along Kougaiji\'s jaw line, picking up no small amount of the dust that still clung to both of them from the storm. It didn\'t matter, as it only seemed to heighten the experience. If this was to be a one night stand, he was going to make the most of it. He was going to take everything Kou had to offer and maybe some more.

One of Kougaiji\'s hands was wrapped tightly about Hakkai\'s wrist. The other he hooked into the waistband of Hakkai\'s pants, seeking to pull them off.

Hakkai wormed his knee between Kougaiji\'s legs and used it and his free hand to pull Kou\'s knees apart. Kougaiji made a token struggle, wriggling in Hakkai\'s grip but eventually spread them and allowed the slayer to kneel between. Thus spread, still held down by the throat Hakkai continued his exploration of Kou\'s body. He flicked his tongue over the nipples. Nipped at his collar bone hard enough to bring just a little blood. Hakkai slid one hand under the small of Kou\'s back and pulled him up into his lap. He ground his pelvis into the other man\'s. The smile never left his face.

Hakkai bent in close again, allowing his lips to just ghost along the others. Kou growled at him. He was beginning to think Hakkai was trying to make him come in his pants. Every part of his body had become intensely sensitive to Hakkai\'s touch. But Hakkai stopped short of kissing him, shifting his attention to getting Kougaiji\'s pants off.

“Aren\'t you gonna kiss me before you fuck me?” Kougaiji growled.

Hakkai looked at him, suddenly the picture of innocence. He smiled pleasantly and simply said, “No.”

Kougaiji glared at him.

“To hell you aren\'t!” Kougaiji wrapped his arms around Hakkai\'s shoulder and dragged him into a kiss. Hakkai barley opened his mouth and Kougaiji was inside it. Tongues wrestled with each other and their faces became wet. They each reveled in the flavor of the other- spice and sex.

Claws raked across Hakkai\'s back, and the demon Lord moved against him, undulating in his lap. Fresh scratches crossed old, but his cry was muffled by the other\'s tongue warring in his mouth. When Hakkai tasted the demon, what he noticed first was the absence of the taste of cigarettes; he could fully enjoy bittersweet taste that was Kougaiji.

But Kougaiji was taking control now.

This was no tame creature he was trying to dominate. This was Kougaiji and anything Hakkai was doing to him was by Kou\'s permission. For a few moments he had forgotten that. The strength in the grip on his wrists and in the legs about his waist was a healthy reminder of just who he was with.

And then he lost himself in the kiss, in the body before him. The clawed hands scratching over his back. Then he tore at Hakkai\'s shirt and he figured he better get undressed before Kougaiji ruined his already damaged clothes.

Hakkai needed to come up for air but Kougaiji showed no sign of giving the reigns back over. With a sudden doubled handed shove he forcefully pushed Kougaiji off of him. Kougaiji fell back with a thud.

Eyes wide, Kougaiji stared back at Hakkai. Hakkai\'s shoulders rose and fell with steady hard breaths. He knelt back between Kou\'s knees and he looked as shocked at the impact as Kougaiji had been.

Taking back control, Hakkai grabbed at Kougaiji\'s pants and yanked them down. Kougaiji\'s hard cock sprang forth and stood from a bed of soft red hair. He lay on his back, propped up on his elbows and regarded Hakkai. His legs were bent and spread slightly. The sight of him caused Hakkai\'s groin to clench painfully for a moment.

Kougaiji became aware of the leaching effect the cold sand beneath his back was having on his body heat. He looked towards the bedroll on the other side of the fire and then smiled back at Hakkai.

“Maybe we should move this over there?”

The evil grin returned. “Yes, we should.”

Hakkai allowed Kougaiji to slide back and rise to his feet. Before he could stride over to the bedroll, Hakkai caught at his arm and pulled him back. He wrapped his arms around Kou\'s waist, from his kneeling position and planted a kiss into his belly above the curling hair below his navel. He laughed inside because he had discovered the mighty lord Kougaiji, son of the great Gyumoah wore no underwear.

His body was lean, compact, and well muscled. He stood just a little shorter than Hakkai. He was very well proportioned. His skin was smooth and tanned and -perfect. It was as perfect as he had been, they all had been, before life had added its scars. Even the markings on his face were smooth and graceful and soft to the touch.

Hakkai ran his hands along the slender waistline, looking up to make eye contact with the demon. Hakkai, the demon slayer, suddenly realized that although one of his bed partners had had demon blood, he\'d never been with a full blooded demon before. Kougaiji\'s eyes stood out above him, preternaturally bright in the fire lit cave. They burned down into him.

For the barest moment he had another fleeting image of Sanzo\'s eyes, and he realized that Sanzo\'s eyes were no less exotic or luminescent than any demon\'s. It truly would not have surprised Hakkai if the priest harbored demon blood himself. Even if he did, Sanzo would not admit it.

Taking Kougaiji\'s flesh into his mouth added another layer of taste to the maddening sensations. Hakkai thought he was going to burst his pants. He had already been hard, but going down on Kou, and feeling his body rise and the hiss of his breath through his teeth was making it hard for Hakkai. Or it was making Hakkai harder- take your pick.

Kou pulled Hakkai\'s shirt up over his head, and Hakkai had to break the contact long enough to allow the shirt\'s passage. Cold air hit his scratched up back and he hissed air in around Kou\'s cock. Kougaiji shuddered and wound his hands through Hakkai\'s hair.

“Humph,” Hakkai moaned around his mouth-full, “beautiful...”

“Yeah, you like the way I taste?”

“Humph, yesh.”

“Good, because I\'m gonna give you more.”

Before this could quite register in Hakkai\'s mind the hand tightened in his hair.
“I hope you can take it as well as you can give it,” Kougaiji said.

He bucked his cock into Hakkai\'s mouth then. Hakkai\'s hands groped and grabbed at Kou for balance lest he be knocked backwards. He tried to push Kou away but the man had an iron grip on his hair and yes, Hakkai figured he deserved as much. He struggled and choked, but had to concentrate mostly on not biting down. Hakkai did his best, but it seemed at the moment that Kou was trying to drive his dick down Hakkai\'s throat.

When the hot liquid came, Hakkai pushed ineffectually against Kou\'s body. He wanted to spit it up but Kougaiji was not going to have it. He held Hakkai\'s head tight to him until he was sure the struggling demon had choked it all down. Hakkai racked his nails down Kou\'s back like he was trying to make it match his own but Hakkai\'s nails were not like Kougaiji\'s and his skin was resilient. Kou arched back and it only served to drive him further into Hakkai\'s mouth.

When he released Hakkai, Hakkai fell backwards spluttering and gagging.

“You, you...” Hakkai gasped, “You fucked my face, damn you!”

Kou grinned. “You like it!”

Hakuryu chose that moment to pipe in and Hakkai got the distinct impression the dragon was laughing at him. For some reason this angered Hakkai more than anything else. Kougaiji had bare moments to register the crouch before Hakkai, nimble and cat like, launched at him.

Kougaiji hit the sand for the second time that night. The two grappled and struggled and if an observer were to walk in at that moment they would look more like they were in the midsts of battle than love-play. Kou had pissed Hakkai off and he received a back-hand for his trouble. Not wanting to be outdone he hit back, knocking Hakkai off to the side.

The two sat in the sand stunned for a few moments. Then they laughed. Their breath puffed into the chill currents in little white clouds that disappeared into the night. Hakkai\'s flesh stood out in goose pimples as he knelt over and regarded Kougaiji laying in the sand.

“You,” Hakkai said to him.

“Me?”

Hakkai grabbed and hauled Kou over to him and picked the demon up. He stood easily and tossed Kou in the general direction of the bedroll. Kou landed lightly and grinned back towards Hakkai.

“You really are stronger than you look.”

“I\'ve been told...”

Hakkai kicked his pants off and stood cold in the fire light. Kou\'s eyes dropped to the scarring in his belly for a moment. Instinctively he realized that Hakkai probably let damn few people see those scars. Somehow they only accented the willowy figure\'s beauty. Kougaiji had to wonder what could have happened to scar up a demon so badly. Despite the many battles he had fought, Kou bore few scars. It had to have been a near death blow to do that.

Hakkai approached Kou like he was a bomb that could explode. He supposed he was. The demon grinned. Yes, Hakkai was one hell of a dish. Nothing more erotic than the site of this beautiful man approaching him now. Even that scarring, which Kougaiji grew ever more curious about, was somehow erotic. He looked at Hakkai\'s member, hard and ready and looked forward to the fucking he was sure to receive.

He was not disappointed. Hakkai grabbed Kou by the hips and hauled him around. With one hand on the back of his neck, Hakkai forced Kou\'s head to the blanket, ass end up. Kou had figured to fight a bit more, as the struggle was half the fun, but froze when the soft, pink tip of Hakkai\'s tongue dipped into the cleft of his ass. Kou moaned.

“You\'re kinky,” he said into the air, the words puffing out white.

“We don\'t have any lube, I want you wet when I go into you,” Hakkai said.

Kougaiji hugged the one pillow he had. He reached back to fondle his own cock, hardening for the second time under the ministration of Hakkai\'s mouth.

“Gojyo teach you this?”

“Humph.”

Hakkai bit lightly at the inner surface of one cheek and Kou gasped. First the tongue played and sought entry and then a finger.

It occurred to Kou that one of the sucky things about being a demon was the inability to control the length of ones nails. Doku could never use his fingers to penetrate him like this without clawing up the insides of him. When Hakkai started exploring him from the inside out, it was mind blowing.

“More Qi Gong? My gods I never realized you could use it this way...I\'m going to come,” Kou moaned. At that, Hakkai wrapped his fingers around the base of Kou\'s balls and pulled them away from his body harshly. The effect was to cancel out Kougaiji\'s climax in a most frustrating way. Kou hadn\'t ever had anybody do that to him before. The experience was shocking.

With one hand on the small of Kou\'s back, Hakkai\'s evil grin had returned. Kou looked back at him with a look of protest but shut up at that look.

“I don\'t want you coming again until I\'m inside you,” Hakkai said.

Kou growled and let Hakkai spread his knees further apart. The tongue played at him again, wetting him. The long fingers entered one at a time, alternatively stretching and caressing the inside of him. When Hakkai applied the Qi Gong to that oh so sensitive nub, Kougaiji had to bite his own hand to control his desire to scream.


“Oh gods, Hakkai, stop that and fuck me! I can\'t stand it any more...”

“Oh my, you want me to stop?”

The fingers withdrew, the artful mouth ceased its work and Kougaiji was suddenly left with nothing but the sharp chill air on his open ass and a feeling of void in his guts.

“I\'m sorry,” Hakkai said playfully, “I thought you were enjoying it.”

“You insufferable bastard, you know what I want!”

“I do?” Hakkai was all innocence, sitting back, stroking his cock with one hand and taking in the view.

“Fuck me.”

“What?”

“God dammit Hakkai FUCK ME! Finish me!”

Hakkai smiled. “I guess thats what I needed to hear.” He kneeled behind Kou and pushed his cock up to the entrance. Then he forced himself into Kougaiji all at once, filling and stretching him suddenly and Kou squeaked. The dragon\'s roused their head once again and shook them at the youkai as if to say “stupid demons.”

Hakkai let go and gave it all to Kougaiji. Even when the demon cried out, and rose from the bedroll Hakkai didn\'t relent. He had a still felt a little comeuppance from earlier was due and he was going to exact his revenge now. No, he wasn\'t going to break this toy easily, and he intended to use him.

He punished Kougaiji like he liked to be punished himself. He sighed as he watched the tight ring of Kou\'s ass stretched across his girth. The flesh of it seemed to hold onto him. Kougaiji\'s body was a tight as it was strong. The resistance was thrilling and Hakkai could feel every ripple in response to the movements of his cock. As hard as Kou was on the outside, he was soft and warm on the inside.

Hakkai paused long enough to run his hand up and down Kou\'s back, admiring the sinewy strength and the beautiful way he was sculpted.

Kougaiji pushed his hands forward in the sand and resisted the forceful thrusts that jammed his body rhythmically forward. He was pretty sure Hakkai was aiming to tear him, but he didn\'t quite care as the roughness only pushed him towards the edge. His breath came out in a loud “ha” with each thrust. He was growing louder and he was going to come if Hakkai would just hit that spot one more time...

The constriction around Hakkai\'s cock when Kougaiji came was very unexpected. The force of it squeezed Hakkai hard and caused Hakkai to cry out along with Kougaiji and he emptied into the other man.

The two remained that way, not moving for a few moments. Hakkai had to wait until the blood stopped ringing in his ears and his heartbeat slowed. Slowly, he could feel Kou\'s body trying to push him out, even though Kou himself didn\'t seem to be making any such effort. When they both had caught their breath, Hakkai slowly, relishing the sensation, pulled out. Semen spilled down Kougaiji\'s thighs. Hakkai reached between and ran his finger through the mess, spreading it. Kou\'s ass was peculiarly opened, and Hakkai felt the need to sit behind him, not letting him lower his hips, and run his fingers in and around the entrance. Kou dropped his upper body to the sheets and moaned.

“Stop,” he said, “I can\'t take it any more,” but yet his hips never dropped and he allowed Hakkai to continue with his play. Hakkai inserted the index fingers of both hands into the entrance and pulled it further open. This elicited a gasp from Kougaiji.

“Gojyo teach you that too?”

“No,” Hakkai said, “This is one I\'m making up myself.”

He dipped the tip of his tongue into the entryway and circled it around. Kougaiji squeezed at the sheets.

“Now I think you\'re just cruel.”

Hakkai chuckled from behind. “That\'s what you get for what you did to me.”

“What I did to YOU?”

“Earlier.”

Kou thought about it for a while and then remembered Hakkai\'s flailing when he had held his head and made him swallow. But the memory of fucking that hot mouth was just too delicious. It was Kou\'s turn to chuckle.

“I think you got me back.”

“With interest,” Hakkai said. “We\'re even.”

Hakkai ran his hand along Kou\'s softening length. He licked at Kou long enough to have cleaned up much of his own mess. When Kou\'s hips had slowly sunk down to the ground, Hakkai laid amongst the bedsheets beside him.

Kou wrinkled his nose at the mess he\'d made beneath him.

“Before we get comfortable, maybe we should flip this over.”

Hakkai acquiesced, although the idea of making Kou lie in it was somehow erotic in a nasty way. Then again, so was his desire to stick his tongue in places it didn\'t belong. Tonight had become about letting loose after all.

Hakkai shivered. Now he wasn\'t just cold, he was naked and sweaty and exposed the chill currents that hadn\'t ever left, but seemed more noticeable with their passions spent.

Curling up in the blankets, generating more body heat, the two nestled together.

“Bet you didn\'t start this day thinking it would end like this,” Kougaiji murmured, sleep coming onto him quickly now.

“That\'s very true. I didn\'t think going out for groceries could possibly end like this. To think the others are probably very worried about us.”

Kougaiji chuckled. “They should be, I got bitch slapped by someone today and they lived to tell about it, and then I got fucked harder than I have in forever.”

Hakkai laughed, “No kidding?” After a few moments he looked down at the read head whose head lay in the crook of his arm, his taloned hand splayed out across his chest. “I thought you said you couldn\'t sleep with me here?”

“Somehow it\'s a little easier to sleep with you in my bed rather than on the other side of the cave. Besides, we\'ve gotten to know each other a bit better.” It was said in a murmur and he kind of trailed off at the end. Kougaiji\'s sleepy voice was silky.

Again, Hakkai found himself laughing. “Ah, yes,” he drawled at length. Then he sobered up. This nightmare had turned into a wet dream, but he was going to have to wake up from it and join back with reality soon. “I don\'t suppose we\'ll ever do this again.”

“No, probably not...” Kou said and then drifted off. Hakkai listened to the light snoring that marked his passage into dreamland. The demon\'s face was slack with sleep and even more beautiful when the cares of the waking world were not in it. Hakkai found himself wishing so many things were different.

The wind was quieting outside. It was still loud, but not like it had been earlier. Hakkai might even be able to venture out into it and make it home now. He should. He had his companions to think about. They were probably looking for him even now. In another universe he\'d be eagerly awaiting their reunion. Now, however, he didn\'t want them to find him. He knew he\'d still be in this cave in the morning.