An Unlikely Couple

Goku's shirt joined Gojyo's on the floor and Gojyo's tongue lapped at the newly exposed flesh. Goku tried to suppress a shuddering moan, until Gojyo found one of his nipples and sucked.

"Ooohhh!"

Who knew those things were so sensitive? Until that point, Goku believed their only purpose was to get chafed by his shirt when he was hot and sore and aching when he was cold. If only he'd known, he would have started playing with them long ago.

"Ah-haaaaah," the other one was just as sensitive and when Gojyo stopped sucking one to move to the other, but pinched the first between finger and thumb, Goku thought he might actually explode without Gojyo going any further south. "Gojyo, that feels incredible!"

Gojyo smiled around Goku's nipple. The sounds Goku made as he teased and toyed with the boy's nipples were enough to make him deeply regret agreeing to hold back. If Goku sounded this delicious during foreplay, Gojyo could only imagine what he'd sound like whilst being fucked into the mattress. He gave an involuntary groan when his painfully confined cock twitched at that thought. As if in sympathy, he felt Goku arch against him, rubbing his own hardness against Gojyo's thighs.

"Fuck," he breathed out against Goku's taut stomach. "Fuck."

"Red hair? Hmmm. I think there might have been someone with red hair in earlier. Hang on, I'll ask the wife."

The rotund barman shuffled off to question a woman stood at the other end of the bar. She nodded animatedly and pointed to the door.

"Sorry gents, seems they’ve been and gone."

Sanzo let the door slam behind him as he and Hakkai stepped back out onto the now dark street.

"Why does a shitty little town like this have so many bars anyway? That's the third one we've been into!" Sanzo lit a cigarette and puffed away angrily. "They'd better be in the next one or else I'm shooting the barman on principal."

Hakkai laughed, but quickly adopted a serious look when Sanzo whirled around and practically snarled at him.

Gojyo drew the tip of his finger across Goku's stomach. Male or female, Gojyo appreciated a hot body and Goku's was smoking. Smooth skin, seemingly unaffected by the rough conditions they often found themselves, yet lightly coloured by the sun. Muscles that weren't too big and perfectly enhanced Goku's lean, athletic body. And then there was the promise of what still remained covered. Gojyo could see the outline of Goku's erection and had felt it pressing into his thigh. Now, he wanted to see it properly, to feel it properly and of course to enjoy it properly.

Gently kissing and lapping at Goku's bellybutton, Gojyo slowly tugged down Goku's zip before popping the button and peeling back the material. When his tongue dipped into the V-shape of the jeans' opening, Goku's still covered erection nudged his chin as if demanding attention. Gojyo sat back on his heels and gazed down at Goku. He wore a blissful expression and when he cracked open an eye to peer back, Gojyo couldn't help grinning.

"What?"

"Nothing," Gojyo shook his head and smirked in response. "I was just looking. And admiring."

Goku rolled his eyes at Gojyo's cheesy reply, but smiled back anyway. The thing about Gojyo was no matter how many other people he took to his bed, no matter who he was with, he made his partner the focus of his attention and made them feel like the most important thing in his life. Goku knew all of this, but he couldn't help but get swept along with it. When Gojyo tugged at Goku's jeans, he let the other man slide them off. When Gojyo hooked his arms being Goku's knees, Goku parted his legs to allow Gojyo to dip his head between them, and when Gojyo flicked his tongue against Goku's virgin opening, all thoughts vanished except for the one that told him he wanted more.

"Sanzo," Hakkai moved to lay a hand on Sanzo's shoulder, but then appeared to think better of it. "Perhaps you should calm down. I'm sure the gentleman appreciates the seriousness of the situation."

Hakkai cast a meaningful look at the barman, who had the grace to look uncomfortable, if not downright scared. The barman nodded.

"Yes, yes I do understand, but I cannot give out confidential information about our patrons. We have a reputation and if we're found to be breaking confidences, then we'll lose that reputation."

"That's all very well, but-"

"Choose."

Hakkai was interrupted by Sanzo thrusting his gun forward and aiming between the barman's eyebrows.

"W-what?"

Sanzo thumbed back the hammer.

"Choose between preserving your bar's reputation or preserving your life."

The barman looked between Sanzo's face and his gun and, after a moment's deliberation pointed at the back stairs.

"Up there, room three."

With a practised flick of his wrist Gojyo's jeans were undone and his hand pulled out his engorged cock, giving it a little squeeze.

"Are you sure?" he breathed, looking carefully at the boy beneath him for confirmation.

"Yes, please Gojyo."

Gojyo stood to remove his jeans and once they were off he reached for his jacket and fumbled in the various pockets until he found what he wanted. He crawled back to his previous position between Goku's legs and slipped the bottle of lube under the pillow.

"What's that?"

Goku craned his neck to see what Gojyo had hidden.

"Something we'll need if you really want to go through with this," Gojyo winked then dipped his head to silence the boy with a quick kiss. "But only if you're really sure..."

As much as he wanted to screw Goku, Gojyo wanted the boy to be absolutely positive. Messing around with each other was one thing, but Gojyo wanted them both to be certain before taking the plunge. Experience had taught him that no matter what unspoken agreements were made, once sex was brought into the equation, emotions often followed and so, when Goku said he'd changed his mind, Gojyo felt he had to take on responsibility for Goku's emotional - as well as physical - wellbeing.

"I'm sure. I want to do this."

"Okay, as long as you're aware that, you know..."

"Yeah, yeah it doesn't change anything; you're not declaring undying love for me, blah, blah, blah. I know the difference between having fun with someone attractive and falling in love."

Goku playfully stuck his tongue out at Gojyo, waggling it around until Gojyo pounced and sucked on the tip.

"He doesn't even like Goku - they're forever fighting," Sanzo grumbled as he and Hakkai ascended the staircase. "And I thought Goku would have better taste."

"You mean you thought he'd prefer you, right?" Hakkai addressed the question to Sanzo's back but received no answer other than the visible stiffening of the monk's shoulders. "For all his faults and yes, I know that there are many, Gojyo is a decent guy. I'm sure he didn't set out to bed Goku. It is an odd choice for him though. I would have expected him to prefer a more mature and experienced bed partner."

Sanzo cast a look over his shoulder as he reached the top step.

"You mean you thought he'd prefer you?"

While he slicked his fingers, Gojyo gave Goku one final chance to back out.

"No, no. I want to. Please."

"Good because I think I'd throw myself out of the window if you said you'd changed your mind," Gojyo chucked in response and pressed a finger against Goku's opening. "This might sting a little at first, but it will get better, I promise you. I'll be as gentle as possible. Ready?"

Goku nodded his readiness and Gojyo pushed his finger inside. True to his word, Gojyo kept his ministrations gentle, murmuring words of comfort and giving Goku light kisses. When he tried to insert a second finger, Goku tensed.

"Hey, hey, relax. You're doing fine."

To distract his lover, Gojyo dipped his head and swirled his tongue around the tip of Goku's erection. It had the desired effect and Goku's hips bucked upwards before coming back down onto Gojyo's hand, allowing his fingers to slip deeper inside. Neither could hold back on their sighs.

"Which one did he say?"

Sanzo tried to listen for the tell-tale sound of a couple engaged in sex, but heard nothing over his own, harsh and angry breathing. If Gojyo had done anything to Goku, Sanzo would... would... well, he wasn't quite sure exactly what he'd do. All he knew was that it would involve shouting, shooting and a whole lot of pain for Gojyo.

"Number three," Hakkai scanned his eyes over the door. "Ah, here we are. Now don't forget, Sanzo, we can resolve this painlessly and civ- Sanzo!"

Any attempts Hakkai tried to make to persuade Sanzo not to burst into the room were lost as Sanzo kicked the door open and burst into the room.

"Get your filthy kappa hands off my monkey and pray to whatever deity a pervert like you believes in for a quick death."

Levelling the gun at the back of Gojyo's head, Sanzo readied the gun to fire.

"Um, Sanzo..." Hakkai started.

"Shut up, Hakkai. I know he's your friend but I'm going to kill him."

"No Sanzo, you don't understand..."

"Unless you want to follow him into death, shut up!"

Hakkai took a deep breath and tried once more.

"Sanzo - this isn't them!"

Startled, Sanzo gazed down at the couple on the bed, who in turn looked up at him in abject terror. Sure enough, they weren’t Gojyo and Goku. Instead, Sanzo appeared to have stumbled upon a very short man with an obvious wig and a pot belly with his red haired, female escort.

“Uhhh,” Sanzo scratched his head, unsure of what to say. The terrorized man helped him out.

“I’m very sorry, high priest, sir, please don’t tell my wife! I’ll never do it again,” the man leapt out of bed, scooped up his clothes and cast a disgusted look at the almost naked woman. “You filthy woman – I should see to it that you and your kind are run out of our respectable town.”

Still puzzled, Sanzo returned his gun to its hiding place. Hakkai hid his giggling with his hand.

“If this isn’t them,” the monk muttered. “Then where the fuck are Gojyo and Goku?”

TBC…