Dance with Me
Chapter 5
Lemon alert!! (It’s Gojyo…what did you expect?) If reading sexual scenes bother you, you have been warned and you should find another story to read. If this is your thing…Enjoy!!
Gojyo didn’t know how much time he had left alone with this beautiful woman, but he was going to make the most of it. She was currently writhing underneath him on the couch, her breathy moans driving him wild. It had been so long since he’d had a woman. Every time he met a woman he would like to get to know better, Sanzo hurried their little group along. Fuckin monk.
Momoko had only been with two other men before Gojyo and they were nothing like him. She thought back on the innocent touches with her first lover. They were young and didn’t know what they were doing. Her second lover was more concerned with his pleasure than hers. She didn’t know why she had stayed with him for as long as she did, but she was glad it was over.
Gojyo, however, knew exactly where to touch and how long to touch, to give a woman ultimate pleasure. God, he was good! His mouth was currently suckling on one nipple, sending shots of pure heat to her core. She could feel wetness seeping through her panties.
Gojyo moved his hand down Momoko’s side and gripped her hip. She was still wearing her clothes and he wanted to feel her skin next to his. He let go of her nipple and got off the couch. He pulled her with him. She followed, her mind too clouded with passion to fully know what he was going to do. He slid her pink shirt and bra down her arms and tossed them aside. Although the light in the room was dim, he could see a flush creep up her chest and neck.
He removed the gladiator outfit, leaving on the small dark blue shorts that were underneath it. He could hear her breath hitch. Battling youkai had given him a sculpted chest and abs. Gojyo moved closer to Momoko, their chests almost touching. He knew she would love this. He brushed his chest lightly against her distended nipples. She moaned. “More.” She was clutching his upper arms, trying to bring him closer.
Gojyo smiled and brushed against her again. She brought her hands up behind his head and pulled him down for a kiss. Tongues clashed and Gojyo was done with teasing. He was hard and pulsing. He wanted to plunge into her again and again until the entire club heard her screams of pleasure.
His mouth not leaving hers, Gojyo moved Momoko until she was laying down on the couch again. His fingers unbuttoned her jeans and pulled the zipper down. She was wearing simple white bikini panties with a little red bow at each hip. He felt like the big bad wolf to her little red riding hood. He just wanted to eat her up. He removed her jeans, keeping her panties on.
Momoko wanted to feel all of Gojyo. Her hands pulled him down on top of her and went around to his back and rested on the waistband of the shorts he wore. She slipped her fingers under the band. His skin was so hot. Removing her hands from his back, she moved to the front of his shorts and shocked him by cupping him through his shorts.
He grew harder, the front of his shorts bulging and if she kept that up, he wouldn’t be able to hold back. He moved her hand away from him and broke the kiss. She looked up at him, hurt written on her face. Obviously she thought she’d done something wrong.
“I want to do something for you first and then we can get to me.” He wagged his brows at her and she giggled. He kissed and nipped his way down her body, dipping his tongue in her belly button. She couldn’t believe that part of her body was sensitive. She felt his fingers hook into the band of her panties and pull them off of her. She felt his hot breath on the inside of her thighs. Oh, he wouldn’t, would he? She had never had a man do this for her. She figured by the way her former lovers talked about oral sex, she would hate it, too.
She was wrong. Gojyo’s tongue was doing wicked things to her feminine flesh. He would sweep his tongue near the little bundle of nerves, teasing her until she finally begged him to stop his torment. He finally gave her what she begged for and she couldn’t hold back, she cried out his name. It all became too much for her and she came, almost violently. Gojyo kissed his way back up her sensitive body. He got off the couch to remove his shorts and rolled on a condom that was tucked in a hidden pocket.
He climbed back on the couch and making sure Momoko was ready, he gave one thrust and buried himself to the hilt. She arched her back to get him off of her. He was bigger than her last lover and it had been a long time since she’d had sex. Gojyo was breathing heavy, trying to give her time to get accustomed to him. But, he was fighting the urge to pump into her again and again.
“You can move now.” She said quietly. She was still feeling a little pain, but it was quickly being replaced by an urge to feel Gojyo move. He pulled almost out of her, slowly, and thrust back in. He moaned. She was so tight and wet. He kept up this slow rhythm for a bit. He was propped up on his elbows, not wanting to hurt her with his weight. He shifted and she moaned as he hit a new spot, deep within her. He put his hand under her leg and put it around his waist.
Momoko’s eyes flew open as this new position sent pleasurable sensations coursing through her body. “Oh, Gojyo.” She moaned his name loudly. That wasn’t enough for Gojyo, he wanted her screaming his name. He thrust harder and faster. He bit her neck lightly so he wouldn’t cry out. The feeling of him deep within her was driving her closer to the edge. Gojyo circled his hips, hitting a new spot. That was Momoko’s undoing. She dug her nails into his back, marking him. He hissed.
He could feel her walls fluttering around him. She was so close. His hand slipped between their bodies and he felt for the little bundle of nerves, stroking it. She was falling into bliss again and she welcomed it. She screamed his name as she came. Gojyo’s body stiffened and he bit her neck to muffle his cry of pleasure. His orgasm was strong and he felt like it might never end. He felt Momoko’s body relax under his and he kissed her softly.
Sanzo had enough of this farce. It was almost midnight and he was back on stage, ready to run as soon as possible. He wanted nothing more than to get off the fucking stage, get changed back into his monk’s robes and get the hell out of here. The only thing he still had to figure out was if he should kill Gojyo before or after he changed. Maybe before, that way he won’t get his robes dirty.
He watched the bouncers clear out the club. When the last woman had left, he went backstage to look for the fat little manager. Seeing a door marked “office” he went in without knocking. The man was at his desk, working on the books.
“Oi, where’s our money?” Sanzo never was one for tact.
“I’ll write you out a check.” He reached in his desk to get his checkbook., but Sanzo’s voice stopped him.
“Cash.”
“I’m not giving you cash! I always pay the dancers with a check and nothing you do can make me change my mind.” He glared at Sanzo.
Sanzo didn’t say a word. He turned and left the room, slamming the door behind him. He went to the dressing room where he left his gun and picked it up. He checked the chamber. It was fully loaded. He grinned and went back to the manager’s office. He threw open the door, marched in and put the gun in the manager’s face. Right between his eyes and cocked the gun. The manager swallowed hard. This guy looked like he really would shoot him!
“I said, cash.”
“Ok, but just this once.” Sanzo pointed the gun at the ceiling and the manager gave a sigh of relief. He went to his safe, spun the dial and opened it. He took out the cash and gave it to Sanzo. “Now, go get your buddies and get out of here.” He hoped he didn’t piss off the blonde man by saying that, but he just wanted the four of them gone.
“Gladly.” Sanzo left the office and went back to the dressing room. Goku wasn’t in the room and his clothes were still there. Sanzo went across the hall. That room was empty, too. Gojyo and Hakkai’s clothes were still in there. “Just fucking great. Now, I have to hunt them down too.” He went back to his room and got dressed in his robes.
Once he was dressed, he felt more like himself. He would still gladly shoot anyone that got in his way, but he wasn’t as pissed off anymore. He made his way down the hall, looking for a bouncer. One of them would probably know where the others were. He crossed the stage and went down the steps. The bouncers were sitting around a table, relaxing after a hard night. The music was off, thankfully. Sanzo still had a slight headache from the pounding beat.
“Where’s the other guys? The ones I was with.”
The bouncers just stared at him in disbelief. The men they had figured were regular dancers, weren’t dancers at all. The were Priest Sanzo’s party. One of the largest bouncers dropped his head in his hands. He wasn’t going to live to see tomorrow, he just knew it.
The two bouncers who had guarded that private rooms in the back looked at each other, each of them waiting for the other to speak. Neither of them wanted to be the one to tell Priest Sanzo where his friends were. He would shoot that one for sure.
Sanzo rolled his eyes. “Just tell me where the hell they are. I’m not going to shoot anyone.” He gave a humorless smile. “Although, I still might shoot your manager.”
Smiles lit up the faces of the bouncers. Each one of them would have loved to see that. They all hated the little prick.
“See that doorway to the left of the stage?” One of the bouncers turned in his chair and pointed. “That leads to the private rooms. You can’t get to the backstage area or to the dressing rooms from the private rooms. I haven’t seen any of them come out, so they’re probably still back there.”
“Thanks.” Sanzo left the group of bouncers to finish their drinks and went towards the doorway the big guy showed him. Going through the main doorway, Sanzo saw that there were four doorways, no doors on them.
The first room he came to, he saw Gojyo and the blonde curled up on the couch together. They looked to be asleep. And they were naked. The sight of the water sprite’s naked ass was something he could have done without. Sanzo went in search of Hakkai and Goku.
The next room had Goku and the black haired woman in it. They were awake and currently kissing. Shit, they were naked too. Sanzo moved out of the way of their line of sight. He didn’t know what to do about this. He was pretty sure Goku had sex with this woman and was about to do it again. Sanzo had no plans being there for round two.
Hakkai, Sanzo thought, Hakkai was the level headed one of the group. Surely, he wouldn’t have done anything stupid like the monkey or the water sprite. Sanzo looked at the room across the hall from Goku’s room. His feet wouldn’t move. He’s faced down and killed who knew how many youkai, and he can’t even look for Hakkai? Come on, Sanzo, he told himself. Move it!
He looked in to the room and spotted Hakkai. He had removed his wings, but at least he still had his robe on. Sanzo took a closer look. Well, Hakkai had on his robe and nothing else. He was currently laying on the couch, the brown haired woman under him. Hakkai had her yukata open to her waist and was kissing his way to her nipples. She was moaning.
Sanzo left the back rooms. He couldn’t believe this! Was he the only sane one left in the group? He wiped his hand over his eyes, hoping to block out what he had just seen. It was no use. He needed a drink.
Going back into the bar, Sanzo was relieved to see the bouncers were still there. He pulled a chair up to the table and sat down. “Anyone got a pack of smokes? Looks like I’m going to be here awhile. A few bottles of sake would be nice, too.” Someone pushed a pack of cigarettes toward him. Sanzo sighed. At least it was his brand. The bartender brought him a bottle of sake. Sanzo grunted his thanks to the men.
“Your friends, ah, still busy?”
“Think the fat little prick would have a problem with us crashing here for the night?” Sanzo lit a cigarette, sucked the smoke in his lungs and exhaled.
“We’ll take care of him for you, Priest Sanzo. There’s a couch in the dressing room you can crash on. We’ve already locked the doors for the night. When you’re ready to leave tomorrow morning, you can use the front doors. You can get out, you just can’t get back in.” The bartender got up and started to clean up the table, taking the dirty glasses behind the bar. He would get them tomorrow. “When you want more sake, just help yourself.”
“Thanks.” Sanzo smoked for a bit. He guessed the group deserved this break. They had been fighting groups of youkai for several days. Hakuryu could use a rest, too. According to the map, they were moving into wild territory for a few days and who knew when they would get another break.
The bartender had already left for the night and so had a few of the bouncers. The two largest ones went back to the manager’s office. Sanzo could hear raised voices. The manager came running out on the stage and down the steps, followed by the bouncers.
“You have some nerve! If you think, I’m just going to let you stay here for the night, you’ve got another thing coming!” He was breathing heavy. Wether is was out of anger or because he didn’t get enough exercise, Sanzo didn’t care. He put his cigarette in the ashtray and looked at the manager.
“Do you recognize these robes?” The manager paled as he finally realized who this blonde man was. “That’s right, asshole. You finally know who you’re dealing with? Now, shut your mouth, get me a paper and get the fuck out of my sight!”
The manager didn’t move fast enough for Sanzo. He pulled out his banishing gun and shot a round into the ceiling. Dust gently fell on Sanzo. He looked in the direction of the back rooms. Nothing. Either they were still asleep or too busy to care. Sanzo figured on the latter one.
The biggest bouncer came back to Sanzo’s table. He dropped that day’s paper on the table. “I’ll leave the lights on low, so you can see your way around the place. It should be enough to read by. Bathroom’s in the back, near the dressing rooms.” He gave a little wave to Sanzo, but the monk was already reaching for the paper and didn’t see the man wave.
The bouncer smiled as he left the club. His wife was never going to believe him when he told her what happened tonight.
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Well, this is the last chapter. I hope everyone enjoyed Gojyo, Hakkai, Goku and Sanzo’s little side trip. For all of you who were hoping to see Sanzo dance, I’m sorry! No matter what I tried, he just wouldn’t dance for me…The other guys, well, let’s just say this…if I ever go to a male review and I see a pirate, a gladiator, a fallen angel and Tarzan, I hope I have lots of dollars with me!