Just This Once
Just This Once
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Disclaimer: I don’t own Saiyuki.
Pairing: Sanzo+Goku.
Any other pairing you think you see
would be just part ofr imr imagination. Trust me. I know.
Beta-reader: normal\'>Kistune-oni
‘A lemon a day keeps
the doctor away.’
Just This Once.
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He was bored, and utterly pissed off.
Drink after drink he consumed, relishing in the alcohol that
entered his system, while savoring the nicotine that he inhaled from his
cigarette. Surrounding him were his drunken coworkers, all with scantily
dressed woman hanging on to them.
His coworkers, unlike him, enjoyed the attention.
Fools.
The loud music in the background irritated him, the strident
beats of the dance-song throbbing in his ears. He downed his drink, and ordered
another shot.
He hadn’t wanted to come. He would have preferred to retire
to his apartment, have a few beers, and just settle down on to his couch,
perhaps watch a little bit of the news. And smoke. Yes, beer and cigarettes in
his own home, not in this lousy
nightclub filled with drunkards and other
good-for-nothing assholes.
But when his bastard of a boss seemed keen, in fact, so keen
that his job was at stake, Sanzo had no other choice but to
Hell. He’d quit first thing tomorrow. Wait…maybe he could
just confront his , an, and quit right then and there. He could order a large
beer, extra frothy, and tip it all over the piece of shit.
He glanced at his boss. The bastard was obviously high, and
the women around him seemed to have noticed it, for they were all over him,
probably hoping he would take one of them home with him.
Disgusting. When he had entered the
club, women, dressed in eye-sore outfits had daringly approached him, some even
inviting him to dance.
He. Did. Not. Dance.
A few cutting words and some well-placed
glares left Sanzo companionless and with a sick sort
of amusement as he watched them hurry away.
He must’ve been staring at his boss, for the next moment the
dark-haired man gazed right back at him, before giving him a very seductive
wink.
Sanzo glowered for a moment, turning away in revulsion. So
the whole ‘I’m-so-drunk-I-look-like-shit’ was just a for for the ladies.
Maybe he needn’t have to wait any longer…he could just order
the beer right now…make a grand exit and all…
A chocolate blur across the dance-floor caught his
attention. Sanzo took a drag from his cigarette and focused on the moving
figure under the bright colored lights instead.
He had an almost petite build, and he looked quite young.
His attractive, boyish face was set in enjoyment as he moved his slim body to
the rhythm. Dark hair bounced lightly, occasionally obscuring his vision so
that it had to be swept away.
He all of a sudden threw back his head and laughed; his neck
and throat all at once visible to the man. Sanzo swallowed. That was when he
noticed the boy’s partner, a girl about his size, probably around his age as
well. She was dancing very, very close to the brunette, and her eyes never left
his face.
Then Sanzo noticed the others.
So the girl wasn’t the only one interested in the slim
poised youth.
They were all surrounding him, each trying to get closer,
each trying to grasp his attention. And yet the stunning teen seemed oblivious
to the whole play.
Sanzo appreciated that, as uncanny as it was for him.
For a full ten minutes he watched the boy, liking the way
his slender body moved to the beat of the blaring music,
liking the way his eyes were half-closed in bliss, liking the way he
raised his hands over his head, giving Sanzo a very
adequate view of his taut stomach muscles, the slight curve of his waist, and
an inch or two of the tanned skin beneath his shirt.
As if by a twist of fate,
the boy suddenly looked his way, and even from his distance the golden irises
were prominent. He winked suggestively at Sanzo, who felt his heartbeat
quicken.
From across the dance floor the male teased
mirth.
Sanzo could take it no longer. He left his seat, and moved
towards the irresistible brunette.
The youth’s dance partner was more than a tad bit surprised
at the sudden change.
Sanzo didn’t give a damn. He
pressed his bclosclose to the boy’s, and did not mind it in the least when the
boy slipped his arms around his neck.
“I’m Goku. What’s your
name?” His voice sounded charmingly appealin his his ear.
“Sanzo.”
The boy nodded with a smile on his lips. Their eyes locked,
and Sanzo’s breath caught in his throat.
Somehow the boy seemed even more beautiful up close.
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Throbbing.
He was throbbing, and out of breath. His hands
squeeze.
The brunette let out a small gasp as he panted against
Sanzo’s chest. They were close, so very close in the throng of moving bodies,
the blaring music fueling them, the swirling colored lights bouncing off their
hair.
Goku reached up and ran his
fingers through Sanzo’s golden locks, his bright eyes widening in awe before
his arms encircled Sanzo’s neck again.
Goku’s admirers had long ago given up on trying
grateful, but mostly smug, for the boy clung
onto him, and had eyes only
Those striking, lively eyes of his that
never left his own during their heated dance session.
Goku suddenly pressed his small yet lithe body against
Sanzo’s, hips and all, and the sensation of need filled Sanzo’s every cell.
He wanted…but…
They could use the
Men’s, but that did not meet the ‘hygienic’ criteria, and it certainly shredded
the all important ‘comfort’ zone into pieces.
Then again, they could always…
Sanzo moved his lips to Goku’s earlobe, and gave it a sly
lick. “There’s a hotel, just a few blocks away. We could get a room there.” He
sounded hoarse, but somehow he had managed to conceal the anticipation and the
growing desire that was flowing through his veins
Sanzo pulled back in time to see
Goku’s eyes light up.
“Okay.” The breathless whisper was laced with eagerness and
excitement, and it was all Sanzo needed to lead the teen out of the club and to
his car.
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The bed was soft, the sheets were cool.
And Sanzo was incredibly aroused. And by the looks of it, so
was Goku.
Sanzo pushed Goku down, pinning
him on to the bed, his hands already working
on the teen’s tight fitting top. Goku tilted his head up and engaged Sanzo in a
fiery lip-lock. Their tongues met, tasted, and intertwined.
Goku impatiently pushed
up Sanzo’s black shirt, exploring the lean muscle beneath and sending goose
bumps across Sanzo’s smooth skin. Mere momenaterater the
silken piece of clothing was carelessly discarded,
where it fell to the floor amidst the rest of their garments.
Goku was fervently sucking Sanzo’s to whi while the latter
was fumbling with the annoying buckle of Goku’s tight pants. Aggravated, he
pulled at it, trying to make it snap open like it was supposed to. It didn’t
help that Goku had already zipped down his own black jeans without breaking
their heated kiss and was currently pushing them down
with an urgency that sent waves of passion crashing into his system
All of a sudden Goku pulled back, and the sight of Goku’s
lips, cherry red from use made Sanzo want to just forget about everything else
and molest the boy.
Which he was already doing, anyway, and if he wanted to do
it properly he would have to unfasten
the damned buckle which just wouldn’t-
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Sanzo decided to ignore the highly amused grin that had
appeared on Goku’s gorgeous face as the youth yanked the leather belt from
beneath him and threw it unceremoniously to the room’s floor.
He would have to remember how to work that.
Entirely nude now, they groped each other with ferocious
lust, hunger for the other overcomiatioational thought.
Sanzo sensually grinded
his aching arousal against Goku’s, the youth’s uncontrolled moans and cries
sending him further to the peak of pleasure.
Goku’s hot and eager tongue darted out, zealously licking
and teasing Sanzo’s hardened nipples, causing the
blonde to release a strangled groan, his breathing quickened.
Sanzo then slid downwards, his hands running along Goku’s
slim hips and thighs, where he parted Goku’s ser ler legs, giving him sinful
access to the youth’s rigid cock.
With painfully slow movements Sanzo ran his tongue on the
length, and the
brunette beneath him jerked up into his hot mouth, making Sanzo take him whole.
Sanzo held down Goku’s hips, taking pleasure from the way the boy trembled, the
little sounds that escaped his moist lips urging him on.
Unhurriedly he sucked on the hot flesh, his tongue running
up and down it, causing Goku to moan and whimper. His slender fingers gripped
Sanzo’s golden locks, his hips rhythmically thrusting and bucking into Sanzo’s
wonderful, hot mouth.
Each movement and sound from the boy sent heated waves
towardszo’szo’s groin, and the taste of Goku,
who had just exploded in his
Sanzo arose from Goku, only to find the youth looking so
his body glistening with sweat, his eyes shut and his breathing coming out in
little gasps from the ejaculation.
Sanzo was still in dire need of release.
He moved upwards and caught Goku’s red lips in a passion
filled kiss, sensually stroking his tongue against Goku’s. He felt Goku’s
crotch jump to life against his stomach.
Damnably
stimulating.
Goku’s hands were in his hair again, and this time they were
pushing him away with a slight pressure. Sanzo left the youth’s lips and gazed
into the enigmatic irises, searching them.
Goku was gripping something in his palm, and when the
slender fingers opened they revealed a small vial filled with clear liquid.
“Take me.” The breathless whisper once again, the one that
had made him lose control of his actions the first time round.
It didn’t even matter that Sanzo had no idea where Goku had
gotten that particular lubricant from.
Sanzo didn’t object when Goku poured the oil onto the palm
of his hand and started to smear the liquid on his stiff cock. The fact was
that Goku’s lovely enthusiastic fingers on his throbbing erection were very
invigorating indeed.
Once finished with his task, Goku handed the oil over to
Sanzo and parted his beautiful, slim legs. Sanzo thought it was quite adorable
for him to be blushing like that even when they were already this intimate.
Sanzo emptied a few drops onto Goku’s opening. Then he
pushed in a well-oiled finger.
And then another. Goku purred, and Sanzo couldn’t hold
himself from leaning over and kissing the beautiful one’s lips, running his
tongue along the soft sweetness.
And Goku’s divine eyes never once left Sanzo’s.
When Sanzo entered him, Goku’s attractive face twisted in
discomfort and Sanzo had to lean in once again to whisper soothing
He nodded for Sanzo to go on.
Sanzo pushed himself in and out of
Goku’s heat, the latter in perfect sync with his movements. The excited little
noises Goku was making urged him on, and on
When Sanzo hit that special,
sacrosanct spot within Goku, the teen
couldn’t help but emit an unrestrained groan of pleasure, and Sanzo shut his
eyes and shuddered as the incredible feeling coursed through his heated body.
Goku’s hands were on Sanzo’s smooth back, fingernails
scratching and digginto tto the perfect skin as Sanzo continued to fuck him.
Beads of sweat glistened on his slightly tanned skin, making him look all the
more desirable.
Sanzo’s long and slender fingers wrapped themselves around
Goku’s crotch, attending to its owner’s needs, pumping it with every thrust,
pleasuring the one beneath him to a further extent. With the briefest of
contact he pressed his lips against various parts of Goku; his throat, his
lips, his jaw.
He could no longer contain himself.
White, hot seed spurted
into Goku, filling his beautiful body.
Marking him.
Sanzo cried out as he released more of himself
pumping through his veins, through his very being. Goku had dug his nails into
Sanzo’s skin once again, a shriek escaping his lips.
Goku’s large, expressive eyes were glazed over, his lips
slightly parted, back arched towards Sanzo to take him in.
Sanzo didn’t think he would be forgetting this perfect
picture of Goku any time soon.
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They fell in to a tangled heap of exhaustion, the sheets
cool and silky against their skin. Sanzo was slowly calming his erratic
breathing as he watched Goku just lying there,
looking up at the ceiling.
There was a breathtaking look of….normal\'>awe upon his flushed face.
Then he shifted his gaze to Sanzo.
There was no mistaking the happiness there, the way the
golden irises lit up when they raked his body.
It was as if Goku was not staring normal\'>at him, but through him,
exposing his very soul, his innermost secrets, his-
“Sanzo?”
He loved the way his name rolled off of Goku’s tongue so
casually, naturally. Taking the hint, he settled closer to the brunette, not
really minding when the latter pulled the covers around them and snuggled into
his personal space.
Goku had breached his personal space when Sanzo had first
set eyes on him.
And for once, Sanzo didn’t care the least bit.
Just this once, he
promised himself.
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Empty.
That was the first thing Sanzo
noticed about the cold space beside him when he awoke.
Slowly he rose from the bed, glancing around small room.
Just to make sure.
He pulled on his clothes, and moved towards the window where
he drew the curtains. Bright sunlight hit his face, and Sanzo
took a step backwards, letting his eyes adjust to the sudden light.
He pulled out his cigarettes and lighter from his jeans, and
as he did so, a small piece of paper drifted towards the carpeted floor. He
picked it up, eyes slightly widening as he reread the short message.
Here’s my number. Call
me.
-Goku-
Tucking the scrap into his jeans, Sanzo
exited the rented room, finally lighting his cigarette as he headed towards the
elevators.
Perhaps tonight they could head for his apartment
instead.
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