Gojyo Pays Up (Sanzo/Gojyo)

Title: Gojyo Pays Up
Pairing: Sanzo/Gojyo
Warnings: Yaoi
Disclaimer: All I own is this story.

Gojyo didn't know what the hell had gotten into him. First off he couldn't believe he was even on this damn quest still. Stuck in a cramped jeep/dragon with a murderous monk, a hyperactive monkey and a mother-hen for months on end was not his idea of fun. Well sometimes it was fine but sleeping on the ground all the time was starting to wear on him. And now that they were finally in a town again and had actual beds to sleep on he was willingly sharing a room with the temperamental priest. The only reasons Sanzo gave for actually wanting to share with him was Goku's insistent noise and Hakkai's complaints about his smoking. Gojyo had agreed no questions, no argument. Yep, it was offical, he'd gone crazy, completely and utterly lost his mind. It was all the monk's fault really, had to be.

The blond had been on his mind for over a week now and Gojyo couldn't figure out why. Of course he thought the monk was beautiful, who wouldn't? Sanzo was all sharp angles and golden skin stretched taut over lean muscle and yet he could look so delicate, fragile even. It was all a deception of course, a dirty trick played by the Gods because Sanzo was fragile like the fine edge of a knife was. He may dull and chip but he always came back sharper and deadlier with someone dieing in the process. It was no wonder that Gojyo had caught himself staring more than once. He was sure Sanzo had noticed too and yet the monk hadn't said anything about it. Hell he hadn't paid much attention to Gojyo at all except for a few considering looks. Thats what was really bugging him. It was like Sanzo wanted something and was waiting for the right time to make him pay up. He doubted it was what he wanted to give the blond, Sanzo didn't seem to have a taste for sex let alone sex with another man. So here he was cursing his brain for thinking too much while trying to drown himself in sake.

Giving up on winning another game as he was too drunk Gojyo decided to check out the female scene. He was dying for a good lay. Unfortunately none of the women in the inn's bar were the least bit appealing. Sighing he decided it was time to head upstairs. Scooping up his hard earned cash he staggered towards the stairs. Upon reaching the top he paused to light up a cigarette, savoring the soothing effect of nicotine he moved on down the hall. Stepping into the room he took a quick look around finding it empty.

'Hmmm Sanzo must be in the shower.' Gojyo put an ear up to the bathroom door and listened. 'Yep, water's running. I hope he doesn't take long, I'd like to get in there too before all the hot water's gone.'

Plopping down onto his bed he streatched his long limbs and waited. By the time the water shut off he was not only half sober but pissed, there was no way enough hot water was left for him. He was just about to start bitching when Sanzo stepped out and all thought crashed to a halt. Sanzo was standing there in nothing but a low slung towel tied haphazardly at his hip. The knot slipped alittle lower revealing a few more inches of smooth skin and a hint of pubic hair.

"See something you like kappa?"

Realizing he was practically drooling Gojyo managed to tear his gaze away from the monks lower reigion. He cringed slightly expecting the fan to rain down, when no beating came he risked a glance at the man's face and almost fell out of his chair. Sanzo had moved closer allowing his towel to slide dangerously low, he leaned over gaze intense, only inches away from Gojyo's face.

"You haven't answered my question."

"Ah, well, I..um...yeah, yeah I guess I do." Gojyo stammered, gulping audibly. His brain had effectively shut down thinking only of how close the blond was and how great he smelled.

"Good." Gojyo didn't have time to react as Sanzo closed the distance smashing their mouths together. Gojyo gasped allowing Sanzo to slip his tongue inside to battle the kappa's. He moaned needily as their tongues rubbed together sending shivers all through his body. Pulling away minutes later the redhead caught his breath enough to ask what the hell had gotten into the monk.

"It's not important, just shut up and enjoy this while it lasts. Unless you want me to stop?" Sanzo raised one golden brow, moving away. He smirked as Gojyo pulled him fully into his lap with a growl.

"You're not going anywhere, you got me all worked up and it's your job to take care of it." Gojyo rolled his hips pressing his growing erection against Sanzo's thigh. Moaning quietly he leaned forward and reclaimed the monks lips. He was amazed at the eager reaction he received, even if Sanzo had started it he still wasn't expecting him to dive right in. Before he knew it they were moving to the bed losing their clothes, well Gojyo's clothes, Sanzo's towel had disappeared long ago. Falling onto the bed Gojyo landed on top of Sanzo earning himself a glare and a snarl from the monk. Rolling them over Sanzo pinned the kappa beneath him.

"You're the one getting fucked, there's no way I'm letting you near my ass."

Gojyo rolled his eyes, "Whatever as long as sex is being had. Now hurry the hell up."

Sanzo snorted but reached under the pillow and pulled out a small tub of lube. Gojyo quirked an eyebrow wondering why the tub had been under there within easy reach, almost as if this was all planned. He decided not to say anything though in fear of making Sanzo stop, instead he spread his legs giving full access to two slick fingers. It had been a long time since Gojyo'd bottomed he'd forgotten how good it felt. Soon he was pushing back against the fingers groaning, encouraging Sanzo to finger fuck him. All too soon the hand left leaving him feeling empty, luckily that didn't last long as Sanzo positioned himself and pushed in. He didn't pause until he was fully seated inside. Gojyo only had a moment to adjust before the monk was moving, rocking in and out. Moans and soft cries quickly filled the otherwise quiet room. Gojyo lifted his hips, the new angle causing Sanzo to strike his prostate with every thrust. He could feel the pressure building becoming near unbearable. Grabbing onto Sanzo's hips he jerked his own hips up hard slamming Sanzo into him. Taking the hint Sanzo upped the pace brutally pounding Gojyo has hard as he could. The kappa whimpered snaking a hand between their bodies to stroke his throbbing erection. A few jerks and he was coming hard, his whole body tight, singing with release. Sanzo managed a couple more thrusts before crying out, spilling warmth into Gojyo's body. He collapsed breathing hard. Content they stayed like that for awhile just enjoying the afterglow of hard mind-blowing sex.

"So we're doing this again right?"

"Ch, the trip's not over is it?"