Another Cheap Fuck

I don't own Saiyuki and made no money writing this.

This was written as response to redheadedslut_5’s response to --- I understand it’s a vicious 353 cycle. And I hope I can live up to those standards. Or down. Whichever the good one is. XD


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“Another Cheap Fuck”

Just as you take my hand, just as you take me down the road, down to the end of the line, I know the wait is over. Only for a moment, til it starts all over again.


Just as you push me back up against the wall in some back alley, just as you pin me down like a butterfly, I know the bullshit's over. I know the honesty’s just begun. No more talk. No more reasons why we shouldn't do this. The reasons never work. The reasons are just bait. Just another round of foreplay. But now it’s time for more.

"No more teasing, pervert." Do you own me, Sanzo? Do you own me, body and soul? Well, maybe just body. Maybe more. You won’t say and I won’t tell. It’s just a dirty little secret. Still, I must have given my body to you a thousand times. A thousand more won’t be enough for you. You want it all. Total domination. "Did you like flirting with those girls?"

"You know I did." I won't deny it. Just like I won't deny how hard it made me. Feel me. Yeah. You wanna hesitate. But you wanna touch it, more. Wanna squeeze it. Just like that.... Yeah. "I got that way knowing you sat back and watched me put on a little show for you."

"You made me sick."

"Come on, then show me. Show me how sick I make you." I drop my pants, I push you to your knees. "Like you wanted to back there.”


You shoot me one of your kill-you looks. Go ahead, do your very worst.

I smack it on your face. Your pretty, pretty face. "Made you wanna show'em?" Open up. Like that. Like the hungry bastard I know you are. "Made you wanna show'em who this is for? Maybe take it all for yourself? You spoiled bitch- is that it?"

"Fuck you."

"Yeah. With your mouth."

Suck, princess. Suck it good. It all belongs to you. That's what you think, isn't it? That I’m all yours.

If that’s what you think.... If that’s what you want....Then have me. I want you to. Even if it's just a moment. Even if it don't mean a fucking thing. "Suck, you spoiled little bitch." It means everything right now. Every second is a second less to live. I wanna go out living just like I'm about to die-


"Not yet, you slut." Yeah. Spank my ass. Turn me around and slap that ass. "You do what I say."

"You do whatever you want, huh?"

"That's right. What I say goes." Go ahead and have your safety. Don't let go of the reigns. Pull my hair. Shove my face up against the brick. "Spread your legs, pervert. You'll get what's coming to you." Oh, yeah. Show me, baby. Not such a prude when you're fingering me. Not such a high-and-mighty holy-roller when you're rubbing up against me. I’m your fucking beast of burden, right?

"You like that ass, princess? I know you do. Like making me work all day, just to watch, right? Lazy bitch..."

"Shut your face!" But you do that for me. With the same fingers you used. Right down my throat. "I don't keep you for talk!" No. We both know what I'm here for. "I keep you...." You're pressing, hard. "I keep your slutty ass around..." You're pushing up, dry. "For this!"

Oh.... Fuck....

It hurts. Like everything hurts. And you know it. You fucking know it. And only you would know to keep it coming. Hard. Slow. Pulling and breaking me. Bending and making me... making me love it.

"Who's the slut, slut?" You pick up speed.

"You tell me!"

"Who's the one who thinks I need him? The one who makes himself a fool just for this?"

Pull my arms back, bitch. Pull me by the hair, bitch. Make it wrong. Because you're wrong. You know you're wrong... "And you love it!" I’m not a fool. I’m not.

"Stupid... Perverted... Made for just one thing...."

"Tell me." Show me. "Say it." Show me. Show me what keeps you up all night aching for me. I know it does. Show me what makes you stare when you think I’m not looking. What makes you hard and makes you want. What makes you crave and what brings you to your knees.

Grind your body into me. Just like that. "You.... You.... You were made for this!"

Claw me, baby. Mark me right. Bite me. Fuck me. Use me. Because you want me, princess. You want this, princess. You want this dirty half breed fuck. You need this nasty, half breed slut.

Not for love.

Not just for lust.

"Gonna come-" I can feel you. Feel your body strain.


I just want to know I make you something. Just want to know the way you are when you want something. Just the look on your face...


"Give it to me, then, princess." I'm the one getting something now. All your agony. All your secrets. All the things you'll never be with anyone else, anywhere else, anyway- ever-

You stagger back. You always do. Half hard, dazed. But I'm not done. You know what's next.


"Don't forget what you came for." Lazy bitch. I'll just do it myself. "Go ahead. I know you like t'watch." And I'll watch you. Watch you watching me jerk off. "All sweaty and mussed up..." You're too worn out to tell me to go to hell. "Pretty princess wants too-" You look down.

At me.

At this.

And lick your lips.

And I- I-

All those things that you said. All those times that you said about living the way I want to be. For myself, just for myself. I can see why I'm here. Why I'm alive. For now. Just for right now.

It's all over my hand. The real reason is here, dripping off my hand. Life and death and all the in between. That's me, right there. One shot and I'm gone.

You pick up my hand and lick it clean. Taking it all back.

"You really are a spoiled bitch."

"And you're just a talking piece of meat."


Maybe I am. Or maybe not. Maybe I'm yours, or maybe I'm free and you just keep coming back to me?


I don't know.


I don't care.


Because you're walking away from me, now. The moment's over. The aching's gone. But not for long. It never does take long til we find another moment. Another town. Another cheap fuck.