If I Didn\'t Know Any Better

Title: If I Didn\'t Know Any Better
Author: Gracie Musica
Date Written: 10/2/05
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,454
Fandom: Saiyuki
Pairings: Gojyo/Hakkai (58)
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: So not mine, unfortunately.
Notes: For my friend imparfait, who just turned 20. Congrats! Based off a bluegrass song by the same name.
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Your heart is pullin\'.
If I didn\'t know any better,
I\'d be fallin\'
Deeper and deeper--
It\'s true.
I hear ya callin\'
If I didn\'t know any better,
And I\'d be in love with you.
--\'If I Didn\'t Know Any Better\'; Alison Krauss + Union Station


Gojyo awoke when he felt hands on his body. They were soft and gentle, sliding up his bare waist and back, massaging the tension of the road out of them. The half-breed groaned, his eyelids still shut, trying to think about his night and if he needed to use a term of endearment to another nameless woman.

However, no matter how hard he thought, he didn\'t remember tumbling into bed with anybody. Which was really hard to explain when a line of kisses was pressed against his spine.

Eyelids slowly opened to reveal crimson orbs, which focused in and out with sleep for a moment or two. When Gojyo\'s eyes had adjusted to the lack of light, he looked over his shoulder.

To find Hakkai, shirtless, his emerald eyes fair to glowing in the light of the full moon that was pouring through the smudged glass of their inn room. The human-turned-demon smiled slightly, leaning down to first kiss then lick the skin right above the waistband of the jeans Gojyo had fallen asleep in.

\"I\'m dreaming,\" the redhead insisted. \"This is a dream and I\'m going to wake up at any moment to find the dragon walking all over me and using me as a pillow or something; or the monkey kicking me in the stomach.\"

The dream-Hakkai chuckled, his voice lower than Gojyo\'s memory served as he crawled up the dreaming man\'s body, draping across the bare expanse of skin like a blanket. \"Why are you having a dream about me doing things like this to you?\" the dream version of his best friend asked, sucking the top of Gojyo\'s ear into his mouth.

Jolts of electric pleasure made the redhead gasp before managing to grasp his breath. \"Because I wish it was real,\" he confided to the specter, rolling over onto his back. The brunette lifted up enough to allow the half-breed the movement, barely giving him enough time to settle into a comfortable position before lying back onto him. Gojyo could feel Hakkai\'s hardness through the confines of their clothing, and he wrapped his arms around his blanket\'s waist, sliding his hands into the brunette\'s back pockets and filling his hands with the round ass inside the pants. He grinned up as Hakkai groaned above him, pressing down against his hips, grinding against him, and he squeezed the clothed flesh under his fingertips. \"But dreams are good too.\"

Green eyes sparkled with mirth and agreement momentarily before sliding shut as Hakkai leaned down to kiss Gojyo. For some reason, this dream tasted... more real. Gojyo could actually taste the man on his tongue, not just the mingled memories of other lovers that usually overrode all his fantasies. And he could feel the friction of Hakkai\'s skin, hot close to scalding him, and the roughness of his khaki pants as well as the harsh denim weave he was wearing as the brunette ground against him.

But without warning, the dream-Hakkai pushed himself up off Gojyo, standing just out of arm\'s reach, turning his back to the man on the bed. As he watched in the silvery moonlight, the brunette slipped the khakis down his hips, revealing the curve of his rear and the long lean legs that Gojyo had admired covered in clothing now mercifully bare. Just looking at his bare backside was enough to make him jump to attention, and the thought of burying himself inside that body was enough to ensure that he\'d have zipper marks down his dick for a week.

When Hakkai turned back around, Gojyo saw that he too was already hard, a few drops of precum beginning to pool on the tip of his cock. Looking back up at Hakkai\'s face he found a seductive smile on his friend\'s features, and watched in amazement as the normally-shy man first ran his thumb over his own slit, gathering the sticky liquid before bringing the digit up to his mouth, licking away his own essence.

Gojyo groaned and swore he heard some of the stitching in his underwear rip.

Then the brunette moved, to the end of the bed, leaning up to catch Gojyo\'s jeans zipper with his teeth, making sure that he had the redhead\'s undivided attention as he undid his fly with his mouth (although not even the gods could break Gojyo\'s attention at the moment), pulling his pants and underwear down his legs.

Gojyo wanted to touch him, to run his fingers over skin he knew would be silky smooth, but he was captivated by the sheer eroticism pouring from the usually-demure man. Even if it was a dream, it was fuckin\' sexy, and he was willing to ride this fantasy out to where ever it wanted to take him.

However, he was still shocked when the brunette padded over to his own twin bed, leaning over it with his ass facing Gojyo in the most enticing manner. Before the redhead could even think about getting up to take Hakkai, a long-fingered hand, shiny with lube, reached behind the brunette, spreading the hemispheres of his ass. Gojyo watched, stunned, as one long finger circled the puckered pink bud, spreading the lube before sliding a finger deep inside, Hakkai\'s head falling forward in obvious pleasure. The brunette began slowly fucking himself with first one finger, then another, rocking back against his hand as the digits slid in and out of his body, stretching himself.

Gojyo\'s own hand was tight around his cock, working the member slowly from base to tip. Shit, this fantasy was *providing* fantasies. And when Hakkai withdrew his hand, turning to look at Gojyo with deep green eyes hazy with lust, it nearly undid him.

Silently, the demon padded over to the half-breed, crawling up on top of the man and straddling his waist. With Gojyo holding the base steady and Hakkai guiding the tip, he slowly sank down onto the redhead, moaning with pleasure as he did so. Gojyo groaned as well, pulling down the man for a rough kiss, his hands finally roaming over the soft skin he had been itching to touch.

As they kissed, they slowly began moving, Hakkai pushing back to meet Gojyo\'s shallow thrusts. After a bit of this gentle teasing, Hakkai sat back and began slowly sliding up until just the head of of the redhead\'s cock was inside him before sliding down even slower, taking him in fraction by tiny fraction. Eventually, though, it seemed that Hakkai tired of this teasing and began riding Gojyo harder, sliding up slow but down into his body hard and fast. Once those green eyes widened with sudden shocking pleasure, Gojyo knew he had hit Hakkai\'s prostate. With a feral grin, he grabbed the man\'s hips and began lifting and pulling his lithe body up and down his manhood, making sure to nail the spot over and over, watching as Hakkai\'s hair bounced from the force of their lovemaking, his face and body flushed with arousal while that talented, long-fingered hand ran up and down his long, slender cock in time with their movements.

The brunette came hard, his seed shooting up Gojyo\'s body to his chin as he choked out the redhead\'s name. The spasming of the clenching, heavenly channel sent Gojyo over the edge as well, cumming deep within the brunette\'s body, Hakkai\'s name on his lips as he slid from the white-hot pleasure into the darkness of more dreams.
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\"Gojyo? Hey, if you don\'t get up, Goku\'s going to beat you to breakfast.\"

Gojyo groaned into his pillow. It was morning, and the night before had been just a dream. Before he even opened his eyes, he knew that: he had his jeans back on, and he couldn\'t smell sex anywhere. Although his back was feeling better...

\"You alive, man?\"

The redhead swung his long legs over the side of the bed, sitting up to stare at his best friend and current object of his fantasies. \"Yeah, yeah,\" he muttered, reaching for his pack of cigarettes. He snagged his shirt and a towel before lighting up, stalking down the hall towards the showers muttering about dreams.

As soon as the door shut behind him, Hakkai grinned. \"One hell of a dream, too, wasn\'t it?\" he asked to the air, withdrawing a tube of lubricant out from under his pillow and tossing it into his open bag, where it smacked against a brand new, half-used bottle of Febreeze.