Three of a Kind

Title: Three of a Kind
Author: TemptingPing
Summary: Prelude to Christmas Spirits. How Gojyo, Hakkai and Goku begin the sexual side of their relationship.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): GxGxH
Feedback: desired.
Characters: The Sanzo party from Kazuya Minekura’s Saiyuki

Beta: vampunk. Many thanks for her guidance and excellent suggestions.

Author’s notes: Takes place during the middle of the journey and references events that occur in both the manga and anime. The bond between these characters is tight and they all seen to complete each other. I always see these guys in a loose foursome, partners changing as the mood and need takes them.
This is the third and final chapter in this arc. The next arc is found in Christmas Spirits.
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters and am not making any money off of this story.


Chapter Three


Share this with us? Somewhere along the line the twosome was becoming a foursome. Gojyo rested his chin on his fist and toyed with the random ideas that flowed through his brain.

Shit, what a fucking mess! But, then again they’d probably just work through it like they did everything else-Mahjongg, swearing, and smacking each other. This all started because of his need for Hakkai.

He knew that the others would find out but he hadn’t counted on Goku’s interest in joining in. The monkey took to sex with his usual abandon and enthusiasm. Sanzo was well…he turned a blind eye to anything that didn’t pertain to his mission. Gojyo had little hopes that Sanzo would appreciate the monkey’s interest in his skinny ass.

Gojyo mused, who else would put up with the monk? Or the monkey? Come to think of it, who else would put up with him? Hakkai was the only half way normal one and he had “issues”.

Gojyo didn’t know the depth of Hakkai’s issues. He only knew that when he couldn’t bring the chi master out of his moods then the monkey could. Sanzo was a last resort weapon that never failed to bring Hakkai back when he slipped into “Cho Gonou”.

He was jerked abruptly out of his reverie with a hiss as Goku’s boot pressed silently against his groin. The monkey’s eyes gleamed with deviltry and mischief. He grinned at Gojyo in silent challenge.

Hakkai gripped jeep’s wheel and then deliberately relaxed into the jolting seat. They bounced down a dusty road, and just why was it always a dusty road he wondered? The two in the back seat had settled down to their own private mayhem. He knew it wouldn’t be long before one or the other would take exception to what the other said and the fun would begin again.

No, it was his left seat partner that was on his mind these days. Sanzo had become more and more tense as the battles took their toll on his human frame. Sanzo had always moved with elegant grace, but physical injuries and exhaustion added a roughness to his movements now. Still he was economical, and controlled in everything he did. Hakkai figured that the two R’s aptly described him- restrained and restricted.

Restrained. Controlled. Hakkai blinked, could it really be that simple. Put the monk in a position where he was allowed to let go? It was something that would be interesting to try. He’d have to talk to Gojyo about this.

As the leader of the group, they always deferred to Sanzo. The full weight and responsibly for this mission lay heavy on his unwilling shoulders. Shoulders that Hakkai would be very willing to massage for him. He glanced sideways at the stiff figure sitting next to him. Sanzo just never seemed to relax.

Gojyo bit his lip, the boot moved with deliberate finesse massaging his cock. His eyes fluttered shut and he slouched lower on the seat opening his legs enjoying the sensations coursing through him. Pleasure and need escalated swiftly, he gripped the sides of the jeep to keep his hands from going down his pants. He stifled a moan and his eyes snapped open in anger and frustration. Goku jerked his foot away with a laugh.

Gojyo jumped up, smacking at the chocolate locks. “Damn monkey! Stop messing with me!”

“It’s your fault your perverted Kappa!” Goku grinned with glee, triumphant at last in their teasing games.

“Shut up!” Sanzo yelled without turning around. He eyed the buildings coming into view with a frown. It was still early and he didn’t want to stop yet. It they went on past this town that would mean another night of camping out and he wasn’t about to do that without more cigarettes.

“We need to shop for supplies.” Hakkai stated as they pulled to a halt after winding through the busy streets. He parked in front of an inn, hoping that they would end their journey for the day here.

“Yay! Meat buns!” Goku hopped down and began scanning for street vendors.

“Marlboro, red pack, filter tip. Get me some. We’re staying here for the night.” Sanzo curt words cut through the easy byplay of the others as they climbed down from the jeep.

“Goddamn it! Get your own, Baldie.” Gojyo’s head whipped around to impale the monk with fierce crimson eyes. He was fed up with the blond’s curt demands and still on edge from the monkey’s teasing.

“Gojyo, would you come with me please? We need to leave the children to their nap. They must be cranky or that would have been an incredibly rude thing to say. We all know Sanzo’s never intentionally rude.” Hakkai voice held the perfect deadpan edge of sarcastic seriousness.

Sanzo met Hakkai’s cutting emerald glance with a small growl. He turned to go into the inn amid a swirl of creamy robes and shining hair.

Gods! Hakkai wondered how could someone so stunning be so damn nasty at times. He shook his head, his eyes thoughtful.

“Who’re you calling a kid?” Goku yelled, he spun around and glared at Hakkai.

“If the shoe fits half pint…good one Hakkai!” Gojyo laughed as he leaned against the jeep and stared at the departing monk’s back.

“Hey! Gojyo, Hakkai.” Goku dropped his voice, his earlier anger gone. He looked up at his taller lovers from under a fall of chocolate bangs, his eyes glowing.

“What is it, Goku?”

“I really wanna…you know…um…be the bottom.” Goku ended in a rush of words.

“No.” Hakkai said firmly before Gojyo could even reply. He didn’t want Goku doing something before he was ready and he felt very protective about the saru.

Sanzo stood just inside the doorway and watched his companions. They stood their heads leaning toward each other, talking in low voices. The bond between them was so obvious. His eyes narrowed and he stomped back out to get Goku.

“Please, please, please Hakkai.” Goku whined repeatedly just as Sanzo reappeared at the inn’s front door.

Sanzo came up on them to catch the tale end of the conversation.
“Hakkai! Just give the damn chimp what he wants and have him shut up already! Come on, Goku!” He snapped and stalked back into the inn.

Gojyo laughed, “Okay, Hakkai you have the keeper’s permission to thoroughly molest the monkey.”

Hakkai sighed; he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out against the pleading golden eyes much longer. After stating that he wasn’t interested in taking the bottom role, curiosity won out and Goku had repeatedly been begging for it. It probably had to do with some talented finger fucking on Gojyo’s part. Hakkai wasn’t really sure what happened that night; he had been very distracted at the time.

“Tonight then, it’s Wednesday.” He said softly remembering the wild and slightly modified sixty-nine the three had been in. He shivered and tried to calm his pounding heart.


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Goku cuddled up against Hakkai’s side in his usual state of post coital bliss. Hakkai’s pale fingers stroked down the lean tanned form. He liked the way Goku’s slender body molded against him. They lay twined together on one of the two beds in the small room. The new moon shone across pale flesh, bathing everything in a muted silver light.

Flashes from earlier in the evening fired randomly through Hakkai’s mind.

Chocolate hair fanned out on the pillow.

Hakkai pulled Goku closer. The monkey mumbled something about breakfast as he slept.

Slender thighs that fell open for him.

He had really loved being Goku’s first.

Goku growling in his ear as his body arched under Hakkai.

It was his innocence that he maintained even as he eagerly explored his sexuality.

Tight heat that exquisitely gripped him as he rocked slowly, thrusting into the saru’s slender form.

Hakkai felt oddly at peace and complete, he watched Gojyo lying on the other bed. Red hair gleamed in the light, while crimson eyes met his steadily. For the first time since beginning their sexual encounters Gojyo had simply sat back and watched. That had not been Hakkai’s intent but everything had sort of faded away.

Strong hands clutched his shoulders.

Intense golden eyes that locked with his as hot fluid splashed between them.

Shudders that racked him as he climaxed…

Gojyo lay naked on the other bed and blew out a smoke cloud. He was also satiated; first by his own hand. Then he had finished things with Hakkai while Goku slept. Now, he felt a tiny absence, a small emptiness. He watched the other two; glad that Hakkai found that place in his heart that only Goku could fill.

He loved Goku, he would die to protect him but it was different with Hakkai. The former teacher responded to the untutored youth in a way that he never would with Gojyo. The kappa knew this, as he knew that there was part of Hakkai that he filled and that Goku would never touch.

“Does it bother you that it’s more than just us?” Hakkai’s voice came from the depths of shadow.

Gojyo took a long drag and blew the smoke out while he thought.

“Nah, Goku is one mixed up monkey. Sanzo really hasn’t helped him in this, the prick. Besides he’s just so goddamned flexible, and damn near insatiable. It takes both of us to keep up with him.”

“He’s trying to find a balance to things, not just running on hormones now.”

Gojyo glanced over at his two lovers, “Of course he is a lot of fun. We don’t get that much around here.”

Hakkai held out his hand, a pale beacon in the darkness. “Come over here, please?”

Gojyo got up and crawled in next to Hakkai, and pulled both figures to his body. Goku responded sleepily and trailed strong fingers over Gojyo’s cock.

“Hey, sleepy head two times is enough, even for me.” Gojyo pushed half-heartedly at Goku’s hand.

“But its fun.” Came the mumbled reply. Goku’s tongue lapped out to flick at Hakkai’s nipple while his fingers continued to tease. He was sprawled across the taller men, while Gojyo had his arm around Hakkai cuddled against his side.

“It’s not your personal pull toy, monkey brains!” Gojyo watched slender fingers circle his growing erection, his interest in Goku’s antics increased by the second.

“It is so.” Goku stroked his fingers down Gojyo’s cock and squeezed before moving back up slowly. “See? It stands to attention and comes when I call. Better than a dog.” He added satisfied with his analogy.

Gojyo thought it had more to do with Goku’s half-lidded passion glazed expression, but the end result was the same. He stretched his body enjoying the fingers moving with more intensity. He glanced at Hakkai tucked against his side, silently asking him to do something about the insatiable monkey.

No help there, he was enjoying the play between the two. Hakkai dropped his head back on the pillow with a ragged sigh as Goku added teeth to lightly scrape his nipple. An almost silent “oh” of delight puffed from him, Gojyo could feel the shiver that coursed through the brunet’s frame.

Goku’s fingers continued to explore Gojyo cock; his face took on a concentrated expression. He measured its length and girth, pulling it upright and turning it this way and that. He bit his lip thoughtfully.

Gojyo’s free hand stroked his thigh and teased up Goku’s back. He bit back a smile at the thoughts so evident on the monkey’s face.

One crimson eye slid sideways to fasten on shimmering green ones and the shinning lust he glimpsed on Hakkai’s face caused Gojyo to come to full and painful hardness. Pressed against Gojyo’s side Hakkai captured his ear lobe in his teeth. He nibbled and sucked slowly, trailing kisses up Gojyo’s neck to tease tender flesh.

Hakkai’s ragged breathing next to his ear caused Gojyo’s own heartbeat to accelerate. He was barely aware of the whispered words catching only things like “stunning” and “so hot” and “take him hard”….

Curiosity got the better of the monkey and he sat up straddling the redhead. He leaned forward positioning Gojyo’s cock at his puckered entrance. Slowly he sank down on the head and paused, his body stretching further around the unfamiliar girth.

It was different bottoming with Hakkai. He had loomed over him controlling the pace and thrusting carefully, barely brushing something that screamed for more and harder.

Now he was ready to fly. Astride Gojyo’s larger frame Goku settled down to play.

Gojyo froze afraid to move. The tight sheath surrounding just the head of his cock made him tremble with the effort.

Hakkai edged over a little to give the others more room and captured Goku’s neglected erection with slick fingers. He kept up his onslaught on Gojyo’s neck and ear thoroughly enjoying the view of Goku slowly impaling himself on the half demon.

Goku arched back with a growl and took the rest of Gojyo. Slowly and languidly he moved, drawing his pleasure out. His lean, sinuous body pumped in a deep, even rhythm. He looked every bit an untamed being born of nature, wild and primitive. His body carving erotic shadows on the wall. Gojyo relaxed into the slow ride, tilting his head to give Hakkai better access to his neck.

“Mmm…so good!” Goku tightened his thighs around Gojyo feeling the half demon’s hand squeezing his ass. “I like it!”

“You two are so hot!” Goku exclaimed, as he watched Hakkai tongue the red head. The added stimulus caused Gojyo to writhe under Goku.

Goku leaned forward and pulled Hakkai so that his back was arched over Gojyo’s chest. He bent forward and took Hakkai’s cock in his mouth. Grinning around the stiffness he applied his tongue and savored the feel of Hakkai’s hardness filling his mouth while Gojyo’s cock filled his ass. Delighted, Gojyo took full advantage of Hakkai’s new position.

Hakkai bucked up into willing lips and parted his legs to questing fingers. He felt on display for the others with his body arched over Gojyo his legs splayed open. It was wickedly erotic. Every part of him was penetrated, stroked, licked and sucked. They feasted on his body, slowly working him and raising his passion.

His body thrust up into Goku’s mouth as Gojyo’s fingers plunged into him, striking his sweet spot with earth shattering intensity. All he could think of was that Gojyo had very talented fingers and that Goku had learned to use his mouth exceptionally well. He clutched at what he was holding tightly, it pulsed in his hands thrusting slickly through his fist.

Hakkai was lost; he heard the noisy sucking on his flesh and the slap of two bodies meeting sharply. Goku’s fingers splayed over his chest for support and he occasionally gripped Hakkai’s skin catching a nipple and sending sparks of pain through him.

Hakkai had no idea of who was doing what to whom or who had come and who hadn’t. All he knew was that he had been slowly drawn out and kept hovering on the brink of what would probably be death.

Yes, he was dying. That had to be it. Someone moaned deep and guttural. He felt convulsions and fingers gripped him hard enough to bruise. Hakkai saw flashing colors then something hot pumped over his chest.

Goku’s hot mouth devoured him demanding more, sucking harder. His hips pumped, jerking in response to the suction. His climax ripped through him…yes he was dying, he couldn’t breathe and everything went black.

The lapping tongue on his softening cock caused him to open his eyes. He stared at the pale ceiling, a second shudder coursing through him as intensely as the first. Hakkai cried out while strong arms anchored him against a larger body. He closed his eyes again and surrendered to a light euphoria that flowed through him.

Goku collapsed onto Gojyo’s chest and was asleep instantly in that way he had of passing out at the most inconvenient times. Yes, the little chimp always left the clean up to someone else. The thought drifted through Gojyo’s mind and for once he didn’t care.

He pushed Hakkai into a more comfortable position and pulled the blanket up. Hakkai curled against him, unwilling to move off the bed. Eventually the chill of sweat and other fluids drove Gojyo to get out of bed.

He went to the bathroom to clean up nudging Hakkai awake as he did.

“Oi!” He tossed a damp cloth out to Hakkai to tend to Goku. Hakkai completed his ministrations and gently shook the saru awake.

“Goku you need to go back to your room. Sanzo will start looking for you.”

“I wanna stay here.” He pulled the blankets up over his head not wanting to leave the totally comfortable bed.

“Next time I’ll room with Sanzo and you can sack out with Gojyo.” Hakkai promised him.

“Just a few more minutes.” Goku buried his head deeper in the pillow and his eyes drifted shut.

Gojyo left the bathroom and sat down by the window; he noticed neither of his companions mentioned him rooming with Sanzo. He lit his cigarette and stared out at the dark night. Only a few lights edged the street with a hazy colorful glow.

Things between the two of them were odd. He knew that even with the sharp retorts, Sanzo respected his abilities as a fighter. He had saved Sanzo’s life a time or two and at cost to himself.

He never thought about not doing whatever it took to help Sanzo. Of course, Sanzo hadn’t said thank you. It was like he thought saying something nice would make him weak.

No, the two of them rubbed each other uneasily. They shifted around each other still trying to work out how and where they fit together. It reminded Gojyo of two junkyard dogs bristling and sniffing trying to decide whether to fuck or fight. He chuckled at the thought of burying his nose in silky strands of bright gold. Oh yeah, it’d be good.

He thought about the conversation he had with Hakkai while they shopped. Hakkai had surprised him with his insight.

“Do you think Sanzo’s like one of those girls who says “no” and wants someone to make her say “yes”?” Hakkai asked.

“God, I hate those types!” Gojyo gave an exaggerated shiver. “No way man, Sanzo’s not like that. He’s just such an uptight prick; I don’t think he’s ever had skin on skin action. He doesn’t even know what he’s missing! He’s what you call “focused”.”

“He’s getting thinner and his temper is as quick as his trigger finger.”

Gojyo thought about the smudged look under the almost insanely glowing violet eyes. He shook his head, “Sex isn’t going to solve his problems ya know.”

“Yes, I know that. It just might help him relax enough to rest and eat a decent meal. Goku really wants to do this for him. He thinks it’ll help calm him down. ”

“All right I’m in. I hereby give the monk permission to have sex with us.” Gojyo joked, tossing some apples into a bag.

Permission. Control. Gojyo needed to get Sanzo to let go while still feeling in control. There was one way that he knew how to do that and he wasn’t real sure the monk would go for it.

Gojyo pushed aside his thoughts and looked over at the other two. Both had fallen back asleep, limbs hopelessly tangled in the sheets. He smiled and stalked over to the bed. Gojyo ripped the blanket up and spilled the monkey on the floor. Hakkai rolled back against the wall.

“Shit! What did you do that for?” Yelled Goku, now awake and ready to fight.

“You heard the man, time to go back to your keeper.”

Goku dressed and grumbled while he did. He thought everything would be so much simpler if Sanzo took part in all the fun they were having.

“Sanzo needs this! He’d be happier and nicer.” Goku looked longingly at the other two now spooned together on the bed as he dressed.

Gojyo snorted, “That’d be a cold day in hell.” He couldn’t stop thoughts of the blond naked under him. It’d be worth it if it worked and Sanzo stopped being such an uptight prick. One word from Sanzo would stop everything. The trick was getting him in a situation where he felt safe enough to say “yes”.

“We need a plan.” Hakkai joined the conversation with a smile. He could tell Gojyo had been thinking about their earlier talk from the gleam in his eye. Who better to understand the expert at hiding his true self than another man who spent most of his life behind a mask?

“Just give me a few days, I need to try something.” Gojyo said mysteriously as Goku left the room.

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Sanzo climbed down from the jeep, something was going on with his companions. They consistently came together, working with unspoken communication. The rhythm and flow of their fighting was stunning to watch as they demolished any demons that were unfortunate enough to take them on. During the last battle he didn’t even draw his weapon.

Gojyo had his back as always. He felt the kappa occasionally brushing up against him to check his position. Hakkai stood to his front slightly off to the left to give him a free field of fire, yet ready to protect him with his chi barrier.

Goku was all over the place. He ranged over the battlefield taking out most of their adversaries before they could even get within close range of the other two. His wild strength and speed couldn’t be contained.

The unexpected firmness of Gojyo’s grip on his hand as he left his seat caused him to shiver.

“Wait, Sanzo.” The half-breed whispered in a husky voice, he was standing way too close to Sanzo and the uncomfortable monk attempted to shift away. With startled pleasure Sanzo realized the grip on his hand was surprisingly strong.

Sanzo jerked out of the kappa’s hold and walked into the inn. Gojyo smiled to himself. No one else would recognize the signs, but he was very pleased with the flash of brief surrender and lust he saw in Sanzo’s eyes when he realized he couldn’t break Gojyo’s hold. Yes, this would be sweet indeed and take some patience.

He followed the monk into the hotel with a new spring to his step.

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Hakkai heard an odd scraping sound as he approached his hotel room, his arms full of groceries the result of his solo-shopping trip. They wouldn’t! Not in the middle of the afternoon with Sanzo just next door! He slid his key card in the slot and pushed the door open.

Hakkai blinked and took a hesitant step in the room. He locked the door behind him.

Gojyo and Goku remained frozen in an odd tableau. Goku was naked and lying on his back with his legs open on the one table in the room. It creaked and shuddered ominously. Gojyo, also naked; was posed with one knee on the edge of the table in between Goku’s spread legs. It looked like he was about to attempt to climb up onto it. Two pairs of startled eyes fastened on the door.

Both of them were covered in whipped cream, smeared with different kinds of sauce and plastered with bits of pastry. Gojyo was holding a banana.

“I’m not going to be the one to explain to Sanzo how you two broke another table. And we won’t be able to play cards later, since the other room didn’t have one.” Hakkai’s dry tone broke the scene.

Gojyo gingerly backed off the table and set the banana down. He scooped up Goku and threw him over his shoulder. The tight, tanned ass so exposed was too much to resist, and Gojyo lightly swatted him.

“Bad monkey! Look at the mess you made.” He scolded playfully to Goku’s yelps.

“Bad water sprite! I can’t leave you alone for five minutes!” Hakkai grabbed Gojyo’s ear and tugged him, still carrying Goku to the bathroom. The redhead’s cries of pain served to punctuate the rest of the lecture. It ended with howls from both as Hakkai turned the cold shower water on and pushed them in.

“Damn it! You could have waited for it to warm up!” Gojyo yelled through chattering teeth.

“Shit!” Goku added.

“And no messing around in there you two! We’re supposed to be meeting for a game shortly or don’t you guys remember?”

Goku reluctantly dropped his hand from Gojyo’s waist and stopped the soap in Gojyo’s hand from its southward descent.

“No fair! It’s all your fault!” Goku hissed at Gojyo droplets of water clinging to his lashes.

For once the half demon didn’t rise to the bait it was indeed his fault. He pressed a fleeting kiss to pouting lips. “Later.” He promised and began scrubbing Goku’s back.

Now clean, the two dripped into the room adding to the smeary, goopy mess. Goku shook himself like a dog scattering water across the room and causing his hair to fluff up into its normal disheveled mess.

“Goku, give us a few minutes to clean up and then bring Sanzo over for a game of Mahjongg.” Hakkai directed.

“Yeah and bring some booze.” Gojyo paused and added while dressing, “Some smokes and snacks. I’m hungry, we didn’t really get to eat.”

“All that food! Wasted! If I have a fan I’d hit you both with it.” Hakkai sputtered still in his responsible mode.

Goku took his cue from Gojyo who was motioning to the door with his head and beat a hasty retreat. Gojyo crossed his arms over his chest and settled back to endure another lecture on responsible pet care. Midway through the monolog he began to clean up the sticky mess.

He and Goku managed to get food just about everywhere and the room really needed a through hosing down.

Finally Hakkai began to see the humor in the situation.

“So what was that all about? I’m not even going to ask what you were going to do with the banana.” Hakkai asked surveying the room. It had taken them longer than a few minutes to clean up, but at least the room looked presentable and was up to their usual level of moderately trashed.

“Good. You don’t want to know. We were just having a friendly little game of fun with food.” Gojyo smirked, Hakkai should have known better than to go shopping and leave the two of them alone with nothing to do.

Hakkai grinned, “Of course, I should have thought of that earlier. Goku’s two favorite passions-food and sex, what a combination.”

He set out the tiles just as Goku and Sanzo entered bringing all the requested items.

The two smokers dropped into chairs next to each other, Sanzo silently nudged the ashtray within easy reach of them both.

Gojyo poured a drink for both of them sliding Sanzo’s to a spot by his hand. Then he reached over to snag an egg roll. Hakkai sorted out the tiles and nothing further was heard beyond the clack of tiles and the odd “Kong” or “Chow” followed by the exuberant “Mahjongg” from Goku and then on the next game from Gojyo.

The final game ended with Sanzo loosing badly. He just couldn’t figure out why he was having such a streak of bad luck. Things just couldn’t get any worse for him. His companions were so disgustingly satisfied with themselves that it sickened and put him in an even worse mood.

My god, sometimes he even thought Goku was happy. What the fuck was up with that? Sanzo brooded as he looked over tiles from the last game.

Hakkai and Gojyo exchanged a questioning look. Hakkai nodded and motioned Goku to leave with the dishes. Goku said nothing and quickly collected up the trash and plates. He carried the lot downstairs.

Hakkai eased back against the wall by the door. He knew Gojyo wanted to test his theory about Sanzo and was ready to step in if things didn’t go well.

Gojyo still sat at the table, but the easy-going lecherous demeanor was gone. A perceptible and tangible change had come over him. It was a subtle tensing of his body, a rigid control of his muscles and an assessing sharpening of his eyes. He looked lethal and ready for battle.

The half-breed did nothing obvious but Hakkai could feel him focus his energy, pulling power and control around him like a cloak. He had the feel of a large, dangerous jungle cat on the hunt.

Sanzo sat oblivious, staring at the tile in his hand bemused at how things had changed with his companions. It was like they had this secret that he wasn’t in on. It just pissed him off even more than loosing to Goku.

Gojyo circled him, moving closer to him, until he stood just over Sanzo’s shoulder. It was both a challenging and a threatening position. It literally gave the redhead the dominant and upper hand.

“So what’s the plan for tomorrow, oh golden one?” Gojyo purred, his voice almost silky with menace. Hakkai shivered, intrigued by this side of Gojyo.

Sanzo was still lost in thought. There had to be something going on, things were different with the other three. The tension was just gone between them. Even Gojyo and Goku’s fights had a playful almost lazy quality to them. It was as if they were both pulling each other closer and pushing each other away in an odd dance.

Their eyes would meet across the room; glances between them and then all three would melt away. At first he enjoyed the time they said they were giving him to be alone. Now it just bugged him. Bonding time? What the fuck did three demons need to bond for? Like they didn’t spend enough time together already.

“Oi! I asked you a question.” Gojyo’s voice cracked with authority. Sanzo’s head snapped up and he scrambled for his gun. No one addressed him in that tone of voice! His adrenalin raced as he registered the threat was above and behind him. Gojyo had completely caught him unaware and unprepared.

Gojyo flipped the end of his belt around Sanzo’s wrist preventing the gun from clearing Sanzo’s robes and pulling his hand away from it.

“Tsk! Sanzo play nice, now.” Gojyo purred he enjoyed the confusion that briefly flitted across the monks face.

Sanzo jerked around at the solid touch of leather, his eyes blazed up at Gojyo.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Sanzo asked standing, his voice tight. His eyes demanded that Gojyo back down to him.

It was so clear to Gojyo now; Sanzo respected no one who gave in to him. He wanted someone stronger, and despised anyone that let him get away with the shit he pulled. Sanzo would never submit to weakness or stupidity.

Gojyo held the belt causally with one hand, his weight on one leg, other hand on his hip. He let the monk pull against the leather, smiling down at the blond’s futile attempts to free himself. He controlled the moment and he allowed Sanzo to discover this and test his resolve.

Sanzo’s other fist came up in a fast arc. Gojyo captured it in his larger palm and squeezed the closed fist slowly, increasing the pressure to just hover on the edge of pain. The monk was caught unable to free himself without help.

Sanzo stared up into blazing lust filled eyes that captured his gazed and refused to look away. Gojyo was strong! It took some kind of balls to pull this on him. He was sure whether he wanted to shoot the kappa or….something else. Surprise swirled through him and he tried to ignore the unfamiliar heat that flooded his body.

“I told you when we first met, you are not my master! You don’t tell me what to do; I am not your pet. I am not someone you have to protect.”

Sanzo shivered at the heat of Gojyo’s words; they swept through him loosing a torrent of need to whirl through to his cock.

Gojyo held Sanzo, letting him feel the heat and strength of his body until he again saw surrender flood through glowing amethyst eyes. He didn’t need to look down to know that the monk sported a hard on.

He dropped Sanzo’s wrists and turned his back on him, ending the conversation by turning away. Gojyo walked to the door and paused next to Hakkai, who was still leaning on the doorframe.

“Wow! I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t just…” Hakkai said softly his eye wide with amazement. Sanzo ignored both of them, weakly sliding into his chair his eyes blank.

“Hakkai.” Gojyo whispered hoarsely his body taught.

“Uh…what?”

“I’m so hard, I’m gonna come in my pants.”

“Right! Bathroom, now.” Hakkai pushed Gojyo out of the room, his hand caressing the half demons back.

Sanzo didn’t even hear the door swing shut nor open again some minutes later.

Goku bounced in with a tray of tea and cakes. He poured Sanzo a cup and put it near his hand. Goku frowned at Sanzo’s lack of response and looked questioningly around for Hakkai.

He was hard because Gojyo touched him? As if! Sanzo grabbed his tea and took an unsteady gulp, not noticing his burnt lips.

“Where are Gojyo and Hakkai?” Goku asked.

“Gojyo’s taking a shower.” Hakkai had appeared out of nowhere licking his lips and swallowing. Goku’s eyes followed the path of the brunet’s pink tongue. For once the saru left the room while food was on the table.

“I’ll go and…I gotta…I’ll just be right back.” He stammered and flew out of the room and down the hall to the bathroom.

Great! Thought Sanzo, now that half-breed oaf will probably come to the table all wet. He’d have to sit and watch the drops of water slide over his skin…want to chase them with his tongue. What! Sanzo stuffed all illicit thoughts about lips, skin, water and hard on’s back behind an iron wall of self-denial.

Sure enough Gojyo came to the table with wet hair and if Goku’s hair was also wet he didn’t notice. Sanzo was too busy reading his paper.


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“We could use this.” Goku snapped the webbing between his hands and testing its strength.

“No! That’s not right, it needs to be something like this!” Gojyo countered holding up a more delicate scarf that wouldn’t abrade soft skin.

“But he could just rip that. What’s the point?”

“Its about trust!” Gojyo roared, letting his temper slip. He was a connoisseur of these things. The other two knew nothing of any type of kink; it was literally the blind leading the blind with Hakkai and Goku. They wouldn’t have a clue how to handle someone as complex as Sanzo.

“Do you honestly believe that here in the middle of demon central high, I’m going to tie up Sanzo so he can’t escape? You are a stupid monkey! He needs to feel safe! Not trussed up for slaughter.”

“Gojyo.” Hakkai gently admonished him while he wrapped an arm around Goku. “Goku and I are only trying to help.”

“Sorry, I’m an asshole! This needs to go right or he’ll do us all with his banishing gun.” Gojyo kissed the both of his friends.

He put a finger and raised Goku’s chin, and brushed his lips across the firm ones that only trembled slightly.

“I want it to go right for Sanzo too, he’s getting worse. It’d be nice if he felt better and could rest and eat. He’s just too thin.” Goku’s worried expression brought them all back on track.

“Trust me now, we’ll do this the right way.” Gojyo agreed.

They sat around the table like some sex committee plotting and planning out the details of Sanzo’s little bondage fantasy interlude. They should be getting paid for going to all this trouble to provide the monk with a piece of ass and some skin on skin action, Gojyo thought.

“So we all agree on the blindfold?” Hakkai asked, and the other two nodded in assent.

“Yeah, at least at first. We can take it off when the lights are off and he wants to proceed.”

“How are we going to know that? I thought we’re kind of forcing this on him.” Goku was still fuzzy on the idea of consent; he couldn’t imagine anyone saying “no” to a good fuck with friends.

“I’ll know and he will have a chance to say no. If he does then each of you have an exit strategy and we all run. I mean it Goku, our uptight little monk will be in no mood for talk, and he’ll be royally pissed that we even tried something like this.”

“But you’ll know if he wants more?”

“Yeah...because he’ll do nothing and say nothing. There will be no talking from us either. This is important; it’ll be kind of like a fantasy for him. Right?” Gojyo rounded on the one member of the group who would find this hardest of all.

Goku blinked, “Yeah, yeah, I can do this, don’t worry about me. So what are we going to do? I bibs his cock!”

Hakkai smiled, “Mouths and hands only.”

“Aww! We should do everything, he’ll love it!”

“No, Goku think about your first time. It was a bit overwhelming and all Gojyo did was blow you. I’m not sure anyone has ever really touched Sanzo intimately.”

“But…you could do me, right?” Golden eyes pleaded and Hakkai nodded after taking a quick breath.

“Hah!” Gojyo shouted, “You are turning into such a bottom boy!”

“Roach! Like you don’t love it too!”

“Chimp!”

“Are you two done?”

“Only for now, we are just getting started, right monkey!”

“Yeah, thanks for doing this, guys. We’re three of a kind, right?” Goku remarked with a smile.

“Still waiting to play our fourth, wild card.” Gojyo felt nervous butterflies churn through his stomach. He didn’t doubt his abilities, no; it’s just that this was important.

“He’s coming!” Hakkai whispered and they melted into position.

Sanzo entered his room and paced distractedly. He never even felt the approach of another until strong arms pulled him back against a hard chest. The room went dark as a blindfold slipped over his eyes.

He had a brief moment of panic and then he caught the scent of Hi-Lites, cinnamon, pine, and meat buns. He struggled silently until he felt his hands immobilized.

He thought briefly about ending this little game but his throat was dry and he just couldn’t say the word. “No” was such a simple and powerful two letter word that absolutely refused to leave his lips.

What the fuck now! Oh, do whatever; Sanzo thought as he silently surrendered. But, I won’t enjoy it!

Continued in Christmas Spirits