Saiyuki fic - Appetite for Sanzo Part 2 - NC17
Title: Appetite for Sanzo (part 2)
Author: despina_moon
Rating: NC17
Pairing(s): Goku X Sanzo
Disclaimer: Saiyuki does not belong to me and I make no profit from the use of Kazuya Minekura's characters.
Summary: Goku is distraught and needs to fix his relationship with Sanzo. The lengths he will go to in order to prove his love border on the extreme, including asking Gojyo and Hakkai for advice.
Warnings: M/M sex, swearing, cross-dressing, and references to the ridiculous.
Author's notes: Beta-extraordinaire moshesque saved me from making a complete ass out of myself but I did touch it last. A yuletide_smut gift fic written the amazing and wonderful macavitykitsune.
Appetite for Sanzo Part 1
Appetite for Sanzo part 2
Gazing out the window, Sanzo had seen Goku leaving the inn with Gojyo and Hakkai. The three had asked him to go along and attend the local festival, but he'd turned them down. He'd watched Goku laughing and dancing around the other two and he'd felt an odd pain in his chest. That was hours ago. Turning away from the window, Sanzo paced the room's length and then stopped in front of his bed.
This wasn't good and something was definitely wrong with Goku. After their crazy scene with the whip and skirt, Goku had never returned to their room. The next day, he was unnaturally quiet. He'd picked at his food, didn't rise to Gojyo's teasing and barely responded to Hakkai's mothering. There was further silence when Sanzo - fearing a repeat of a cross-dressing Goku - rented four rooms instead of two the next night.
Twisting on his heel, he walked back to the window and scanned the crowd for Goku. Sanzo couldn't spot him, there was no mass of wild hair with a golden coronet and an infectious grin. Where was he? Sanzo paced the room again.
He felt a little confused by events. Goku didn't give up this easily and never left him alone this long. Sanzo, of course, would be fine, he wasn’t the type of person who actually needed people. He'd been alone before the annoying chatterbox had come along so he wasn't worried about himself. He was worried about Goku.
Goku hadn't been normal lately, those crazy stunts he'd been pulling, asking about bondage and spanking and wearing that… skimpy skirt. He could still feel Goku's warm, barely clad body sprawled across his lap, hard on poking into Sanzo's thigh. Forcing the image out of his head and grabbing up a magazine from a nightstand with more force than was necessary, he strode across the room toward the window. He looked at the clock. Where was that idiot?
He heard Goku and Gojyo arguing in the hallway. Sanzo did not hurry as he slipped into a chair. He flipped to the middle of his magazine just as Goku stepped inside.
Goku was carrying a dish of ice cream and a half-eaten cone. Amazingly, he'd managed to balance both while opening their room door. "Hey Sanzo."
Sanzo looked up from his magazine. "What insanity are you up to, now?"
"Nuthin'. I'm just bringin' ya ice cream." Goku grinned at Sanzo and held out the dish. "They were serving it at the festival and I know you don't really like cones. It's vanilla, that's your favorite, right?"
Sanzo took the offered dish and then he glared at Goku. He was irritated and for some unknown reason, angry with Goku. When he spoke, Sanzo didn't bother to hide his annoyance. "I was beginning to think you'd stay away all night."
"What?" Goku looked up in mid-lick. He swallowed and then furrowed his brow. "But I thought that's what you wanted."
"You've been quiet. Too quiet." Sanzo glared at the nearly overflowing container of ice cream and wondered what to do with it. His anger rose. "And you've been staying away. What the hell's wrong with you, anyway?"
"There's nuthin' wrong." Goku sat on the bed and took a big bite from his cone. Through his full mouth he said, "I stayed away 'cause you told me to."
"That never stopped you before."
"Then you tell me what to do Sanzo, 'cause I'm outta ideas." Goku stuffed the remainder of his cone in his mouth.
Sanzo snapped. "What are you blathering about?"
It took Goku a long time to chew the crunchy cone. Sanzo stared at him with a frown, waiting impatiently for an answer. After what felt like a lifetime, Goku swallowed. "I know I was buggin' ya, so I backed off like you asked. I figured I want to be with you no matter what. If that means we can't be intimate, well, I know I can't force that on ya."
"Intimate? Where did you pick up that word? Nevermind, I'm certain I already know." Suddenly, many things over the past week began to make sense and he didn't like the conclusion he reached. Sanzo's ice cream was beginning to melt and he felt like an idiot standing there with an overflowing dish. "So, you're just giving up?"
"What else do ya want me to do, Sanzo? Sometimes just because one person wants something, that doesn't mean both of you do." Goku sighed and Sanzo realized how tired Goku looked.
"Look." Sanzo tried to hang onto his patience. "I guess I should have talked to you about this sooner. Last time we…"
Goku picked up his thread, "Were intimate?"
"No, goddamnit!" Sanzo's temper got away from him. "The last time we fucked. You did something to me and I... I liked it."
Goku stared at him, his head tipping to one side. "You mean when I put my finger inside you?"
Sanzo's breath caught and a shiver ran through him. He glared. "Yes, you idiot."
There was a suspended moment in time when Goku didn't move. In fact for a minute, Sanzo wasn't certain if the dumbass was even breathing. Sanzo watched with growing amusement while Goku attempted mentally to process his declaration. As Sanzo suspected, the idea might be too much for his lover. Feeling a strange, inner calm, Sanzo realized that maybe capitulating to his desires didn't necessarily mean he'd lost power. Goku continued staring at him in awestruck silence. Maybe in actuality, Sanzo had gained some power.
Slowly, a big bright smile lit up Goku's face. Sanzo would do a lot to see that smile. "Ya know what Sanzo? If Hakkai said "Yes you idiot" to Gojyo, he might actually kill himself."
Sanzo stared at him. "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"But Sanzo is Sanzo and Yes, you idiot, means a lot. It's even kinda sweet." Goku leaned back on the bed. "Does that mean what I think it means? That you want me to -"
"Well, don't say it out loud, you idiot!"
Goku laughed and nodded. "Yeah, I shoulda known better. Sorry."
Cool cream slid onto Sanzo's hand, disrupting his moment of power-filled glory. "Damn it." Scanning the room, he looked for a trashcan.
Goku rose to his feet, his gaze fixated on the meandering trail of ice cream flowing over Sanzo's hand and wrist. Capturing his forearm, Goku held Sanzo still while he leaned forward and licked. Goku purred and his voice was thick and hoarse, "Oh, you taste so good. I want more. Can we?"
The feel of Goku's tongue dragging against the back of Sanzo's hand was liquid fire mingling with cool ice cream. Sanzo could feel his increased heartbeat and blood roared through his veins all headed directly towards his immediate hard-on. He wanted more, too.
"Hey," Sanzo inhaled sharply when Goku looked up. Was Sanzo imagining elliptical pupils nestled in gold?
Goku straightened and there was something happening that Sanzo hadn't anticipated. He could feel Goku's body humming with youkai tension and that other part, the part that slept while Goku wore his coronet, stirred.
Sanzo was still holding that stupid dish of ice cream while contemplating Goku's energy output and hungry look when his monkey leaped on him. Goku wrapped his arms and legs around Sanzo, propelling them both backwards and onto the bed. Somehow, Sanzo managed to keep the ice cream from slipping from his fingers. He caught his breath, anger mingling with his excitement and slight unease at Goku's aggressiveness. "Goku…"
There was a tearing of fabric as Goku shredded his shirt. Were those claws ripping though the silk? Sanzo didn't really care - Goku's comforting and heated weight on top of him was all he could consider. There was no threat from Goku, only titillation.
Their lips met in a desperate collision and Goku's tongue brushed against Sanzo's mouth, seeking and gaining admittance. Vanilla and Goku was a provocative taste combination and as their tongues tangled, Sanzo shivered. In response, Goku slowly rolled his hips and rubbed his stiff cock against Sanzo's in a languid delivery of seductive friction. Goku shifted and wedged his knee between Sanzo's thighs, pressing harder and grinding against jean-clad hard flesh.
There was a buzzing noise in Sanzo's head when Goku sat up and tugged at his pants. He idly wondered if Goku knew how to proceed, but once again, he found himself unworried. They'd cross that bridge when they got to it. Goku carefully opened Sanzo's pants and cautiously avoided injury to his unprotected skin. A warm hand slithered inside his jeans and closed around Sanzo's wet cock. Moaning and closing his eyes, he embraced his pent-up desire and gave into his incandescent desire.
Sitting up, Goku moved his hands under the well-worn fabric and gently tugged. Sanzo he lifted his hips and his jeans slipped safely over his erection. He gazed into Goku's eyes and noted the dark center inside an island of gold seemed to pulse, first round and then slightly elongated. Sanzo didn't sense any of the Seitan Taisei's energy, but he could feel Goku's determination.
Goku didn't move his eyes from Sanzo's stare when he tossed the jeans to the floor. Sanzo stretched out beneath him, enjoying the feel of Goku's fingertips over his legs, arms, and tracing the occasion scar. Running hands down ribs and across quivering abs, Goku finally paused, settling his palms against Sanzo's hipbones. His eyes swept over Sanzo's body and finally focused on his rampant cock.
Leaning close, Goku's chilled tongue licked at Sanzo's hipbone, causing him to gasp. Until now, he hadn't realized how much he'd missed this contact with Goku, this connection he only experienced with his lover. Goku's mouth shifted and hovered over Sanzo's cock and balls. Eager for contact, Sanzo raised his hips in an attempt to meet Goku's mouth. Goku's strong tongue licked at Sanzo's erection with long, savoring strokes, lapping at dripping precome like melting ice cream. Sanzo's balls tightened with the sensation and the subsequent ache radiating from them was severe, wrenching a groan from his throat.
He wanted to grab Goku's head and push inside that warm mouth, but there was one lingering problem. "Hey." Sanzo lightly knocked Goku in his head with the dish of ice cream. "I can't hold this all night."
Goku raised his head, his mouth still open as saliva dripped from his tongue. He swallowed. "What?"
"Get rid of it." When he held it up and towards Goku, he spilled a portion of the melted ice cream. He hissed as the cold liquid splashed onto his stomach. "Fuck."
Goku smiled and quickly peeled off his shirt. Then he took the dish from Sanzo's hand, and placed it on the nightstand. "Don't worry, I'll get it." Leaning over, Goku slid his tongue through the pool of cream and crooned seductively while he licked Sanzo's belly clean. Sitting up, Goku smacked his lips before angling close and kissing Sanzo.
The flavor of sweet vanilla was stronger this time and for some reason, it made Sanzo's cock thicken and pulse. He closed his eyes, savoring the smell, taste, and feel of Goku. Digging his fingers into Goku's back, he deepened their kiss feeling desperate for more contact.
Goku finally pulled away. "I want more of that." Picking up the dish, he poured another portion onto Sanzo's groin.
The cold ice cream spilling over his cock and balls caused Sanzo to jolt. "What the fuck are you doing?"
There was decided mischief in Goku's grin when he immersed a fingertip into the mess of ice cream, drawing random shapes on Sanzo's sensitive skin. He gave a low growl, "I'm gonna eat ya."
Sanzo shuddered feeling the cool liquid drip between his legs, sliding under his sac and into the crack of his ass. Considering Goku's appetite, those words should be terrifying but instead, all Sanzo felt was pure desire.
Goku hovered over him, his long tongue hanging out of his mouth. Just before wet flesh made contact with a cream covered cock, Goku raised his eyes and watched Sanzo's quavering reaction. Tipping his head to his right, Goku licked him again and again, providing just enough physical and visual stimulation to tease Sanzo, but not enough to bring him off. Sanzo wove his fingers through soft, spiky hair and tried to urge Goku to apply more pressure.
Instead, Goku's mouth dipped lower and his tongue brushed at Sanzo's sac. He couldn't stop his groan as Goku's long, slow strokes laved him clean. When Goku finished, he tenderly sucked in one of Sanzo's balls and then the other. Clutching at the bedding and his cock throbbing with every heartbeat, Sanzo closed his eyes and moaned, louder than he meant to, "Fuck."
Nudging his legs wider, Goku slipped his hands around the back of Sanzo's thighs and pressed upward. Spread wide open, exposed and completely vulnerable, Sanzo's heartbeat increased. This position was not something he was accustomed to and for a moment, he resisted and pushed against Goku's shoulders as a thin filament of panic wormed its way through him.
Goku's golden gazed settled on him, eyes not quite human but full of passionate knowledge. Sanzo wasn't certain of many things in life, but he knew, without a doubt that Goku would never hurt him. He relaxed with his comforting realization, letting his shoulders and head loll back onto the bed while he waited for what he knew would come next.
Wet warmth slithered at sensitive skin underneath his balls and Sanzo's gasped with the sensation. Then Goku's strong tongue dragged the length of his crease, gliding against Sanzo's tender, previously untouched flesh. Responding to Goku's damp caress, electricity fired through susceptible nerve-endings and Sanzo trembled with ripening fervor.
Goku's strokes stopped and he paused at Sanzo's opening, swirling around it for a teasing moment before sweeping the entire length again from his entrance to his balls. Sanzo writhed, wiggling his hips in a way he didn't think he was capable of, his lust canceling out his embarrassment. Goku's strong hands stilled him and then slid down his thighs to cup Sanzo's ass.
One quick wrenching movement pulled Sanzo's hips up and spread him open at the same time. Most of Sanzo's weight landed on his shoulders but before he could react, Goku's tongue plunged inside him. Sparkling lights flashed in Sanzo's vision and his body tensed while Goku relentlessly slipped in and out of his ass, tongue fucking him inevitably towards ecstasy.
Then Goku stopped. Sanzo mumbled a nonsensical protest when Goku lowered him back onto the bed and withdrew, leaving him empty and unfulfilled. He watched in a mesmerized petulant daze when Goku stood up and tugged off his jeans and then rummaged through his belongings, searching for something. Sanzo's cock never stopped twitching while he hungrily watched Goku's naked and bronzed body. His ardent lust was steady and strong, nearly overpowering all other senses. Sanzo wanted very much to simply throw Goku down and have him.
Sanzo could do it, with a few words he could change what was happening between them. Goku wouldn't stop him and he'd probably even enjoy it. Somehow, that thought didn't appeal to Sanzo, he wanted this and he knew Goku wanted this and there was no use denying it anymore.
Goku returned to their bed and settled between Sanzo's thighs. Kneeling, he opened a bottle of lubricant and poured some of the slippery stuff onto his hand. Without any conversation, Sanzo widened his legs and placed his feet flat on the bed, wincing a bit internally at his submissive pose. His unease passed when he gazed at Goku's flushed skin and serious determination when he dropped his hand below Sanzo's balls.
Gently, he circled Sanzo's entrance and eventually, he slipped his fingertip inside. Sanzo exhaled, expecting pain but feeling only a calm acceptance followed by an impossible increase in his wantonness. Goku's finger pressed in deeper and turned, tantalizing Sanzo and slicking him for what would come.
Leaning forward, Goku lapped at the tip of Sanzo's quivering cock and shivered. Wrapping his lips around Sanzo's cock, Goku took him inside. Hot, moistness sucked at him just as a second finger invaded him. Sanzo groaned at the double sensation, knowing this is what he'd wanted all along.
There was a caress inside Sanzo's passage and unexpectedly his muscles flexed and his balls tightened. He'd been wavering on the edge of orgasm for what seemed like an eternity and when his release happened, it rolled throughout his body like a thunderbolt. His cock gave a few final spasms while he spilled his come into Goku's hungry mouth.
He was almost certain he shouted.
When his sinews relaxed, Goku pulled his fingers from Sanzo's ass and quickly coated his own impressive erection with lube. Sanzo lay passively, in spite of knowing what would happen next. He was too busy riding his post-coital bliss to feel resistance or fear.
Goku paused. Passion-filled eyes gazed at him with desperation. "Are you sure about this, Sanzo?"
Sanzo felt an overwhelming, blurry-eyed affection for his boy. "Now's a stupid time to ask. Just get on with it."
Pushing forward, Goku's cock nudged at his opening and then slid inside without much resistance. There was a bit of pain during the slow, stretching invasion, but the serene look on Goku's face was enough salve for any wound. Goku bit his lip and released his held breath when his balls brushed against Sanzo's ass. He waited then, just as Sanzo always did, giving them both time to acclimate to the intensity.
The ache passed and Sanzo could feel Goku's entire length inside him. There was something profoundly personal in this act and something Sanzo had never imagined. Was this what Goku felt, this trust and this secret power of submission? He gazed at Goku's look of adoration. Sanzo felt a wave of sentimental fondness and panicked. In response to the unfamiliar emotion he growled out, "Move already, you idiot."
Goku didn't speak. Actually, he didn't look like he could speak. He eased out and then gently pressed inside, taking it very slow. After several strokes, Sanzo adjusted to the odd sensation and actually began to enjoy it. The deliberate drag against his prostate brought him completely erect again and before he knew it, he was twisting his hips in a counter motion to Goku.
They were always like this in bed. No matter what happened elsewhere in their lives, when they had sex, there was a weird synchronicity between them. Sanzo wasn't sure it would happen when they reversed roles, but now he could see it didn't matter. Their sweat-slick skin slid against one another in a perfect rhythm and the fact Goku was pounding into him as if he were a lunatic didn't matter either. There was power on this side of the equation, in fact, possibly more power.
Slipping his hands under Sanzo's thighs, Goku leaned forward, nearly folding him in half. He could feel Goku's cock thicken inside him, somehow becoming even harder with each thrust. With his limited movement, Sanzo still managed to rotate his hips, angling his body for the most sensation and feeling his second orgasm building.
Goku bit his shoulder, teeth sinking in hard enough to make Sanzo cry out. His body responded to the pain with a fluttering in his belly and a gathering, swirling rapture. Goku seemed encouraged by Sanzo's reaction and bit him again, this time at the junction of his neck and shoulder, driving him even closer to release.
"Sanzo?" Goku didn't actually ask his question; he didn't have to.
"Yes, Goku." Sanzo's body tensed, his toes curling and eyes closing as he emitted a ragged breath he wasn't even aware he was holding. Pain and pleasure merged and became something bigger while his body bowed into Goku's powerful thrusts and his fingers dug into unprotected flesh.
Goku slammed into him, balls slapping against Sanzo's ass and he actually howled. Sanzo would have bitched about the noise if he'd been coherent enough but he'd been too busy experiencing his own mind-numbing orgasm.
Goku collapsed on top of him, both of them panting and covered with sweat, the tantalizing scent of sex heavy in the air. Their bodies cooled while Goku's cock softened and slipped out. Finally Goku spoke, "That was amazing, Sanzo. I mean, I knew it'd be good but that was… wow!"
"Get off." Sanzo growled, "You're heavy."
Goku chuckled, kissed him and then rolled to the side.
After his breathing normalized Sanzo sat up, his body quietly protesting movement. He would be sore. Frowning, he thought about the next day on the road. Maybe they'd have to take a day off. He reached around the melted dish of ice cream for his cigarettes and lighter.
Goku complained, "I'm sticky."
"What did you expect?" He lit a cigarette, feeling the welcomed nicotine travel through his bloodstream. He traded his lighter for an ashtray and then lay back in bed. "The whole bed is sticky."
"Yeah, good thing we have two of them. We should take a shower." Goku yawned. "I'm sleepy."
He set the ashtray on his chest. "Go ahead. I have to finish my cigarette anyway."
"Nah, I'd rather wait for you." Goku closed his eyes. Several minutes of silence passed before he giggled. "I can't believe Gojyo was right."
Sanzo's eyes narrowed. "Gojyo? He was right about what?"
"Yeah - he said that you probably wanted …" Goku's eyes snapped open and he swallowed. "Um, never mind."
"You've talking to Gojyo about me?" Sanzo scowled; he'd suspected as much.
"Umm, well… I talk to him about us." Goku sat up. "I was really worried. I thought you didn't want to be… you know."
"Intimate?" Sanzo exhaled his smoke in Goku's face. "I assume Hakkai was part of your conversation, too. Is that where you got the skirt?"
"No, but he did help me pick it out."
Sanzo growled. "Don't tell me you went shopping for that. Did you idiots put it on the gold card?"
Goku shrugged. "Yeah, I guess."
He closed his eyes. "Great."
"I'm sorry, I was just tryin' to fix things. You were so weird and I didn't know what to do." Goku flopped onto his back, jarring Sanzo on the bed. "Are ya mad at me?"
"Of course I'm mad."
"Oh."
After several moments, Sanzo cracked an eye open and turned his head toward Goku. "You did keep it, didn't you?"
"What?"
"The skirt." He took another drag on his smoke. "You kept it, right?"
"Yeah." A big smile spread across Goku's face. "I knew you liked it!"
"I didn't say I liked it," Sanzo said dismissively as he crushed out his cigarette. "But no more talking about our sex life to the pervy idiot twins."
"Deal." Goku nodded. "Did you know Hakkai has a nurse's and a maid's outfit? They are pretty cool for the most part but some of the stuff they do is kinda weird."
"Kind of? Tch." Sanzo stood up on shaky, unsteady legs. "Now, come on, I need a shower."
"Kay." Goku scooted off the bed. "There were some other things I'd like to try though."
"Shut up, Goku."
"Kay."
****
"Hey, 'Kai," Gojyo followed Sanzo into the kitchen area and lit a cigarette. "Did you hear someone howlin' last night?"
"Hmm, I do recall hearing some moaning." As Hakkai filled Sanzo's coffee cup, his lips twitched into a true smile. "You seem very centered this morning, Sanzo. Did you sleep well?"
"No." Sanzo sat down and picked up his paper. Hakkai hovered nearby and Sanzo couldn't help thinking what a nosy bastard he was.
"With that dreamy look in his eyes, I'd say he got him some monkey last night." Gojyo exhaled his smoke and chuckled as he joined them at the table.
Great. Now he also had the insufferable ass of a kappa to deal with, too. The two of them together were almost more than he could stomach.
"Speaking of which," Hakkai looked around, "where is Goku?"
"Still asleep." Sanzo looked up and glared at each of them. "Don't wake him."
"Really?" Gojyo's eyes fixated on Sanzo's bare shoulder. "Hmm, bite mark. So, you really did give in, didn't you? Was it your first time?"
"Goku was terribly worried, you know." Hakkai's voice sounded soothing but only if you didn't know Hakkai. "You shouldn't torture him so."
Gojyo shifted nervously in his chair and cast a furtive glance at Hakkai. "Man, I think you pissed off Hakkai."
"Huh." Sanzo took a drag of his cigarette. "You two are idiots."
Gojyo slammed his hand on the table. "What did you say?"
"If you wake Goku with your shouting, I will kill you."
Hakkai, of course, took it on himself to change the subject. "Sanzo, what about Goku's breakfast?"
"I'll take it to him."
There was a palpable silence in the room as Gojyo and Hakkai stared at Sanzo in disbelief.
"Wait." Gojyo sat back down and ran a hand through his hair. "You're going to serve Goku breakfast in bed?"
Sanzo shrugged.
"Wha…?" Gojyo leaned forward, his face close to Sanzo. "Are you really Sanzo?"
"You do appear somewhat…" Hakkai stared at him, "complacent."
Sanzo blew smoke in Gojyo's face and then growled at Hakkai, "Just make up a plate for him."
Gojyo shook his head. "It's weird but it does sound like the pissy monk to me."
"Agreed." Hakkai quickly put a heaping plate of food together for Goku. "This will never be enough. Will you bring him more?"
"Of course." Sanzo stood up and took the plate.
"You will?"
"Sure. He is my master after all."
Gojyo spilled his coffee. "What?!"
He stared at them. "If I'm late, I'm certain a spanking will be in order."
Hakkai smiled. "Ah ha ha."
Sanzo was beginning to enjoy this. "Oh, and Hakkai, could I borrow your maid's outfit?"
"Ah, well…" Hakkai crossed his arms. "Sanzo, you do understand we were only trying to help?"
Sanzo narrowed his eyes and moved his gaze from Gojyo to Hakkai. "You two are pathetic. If you don't stop messing with Goku's head, I will shoot you both."
Goku came through the door, rubbing sleep from his eyes. "I'm hungry."
"Here." Sanzo shoved the plate towards Goku. "We're going back to our room."
He stepped out of the room and waited impatiently for Goku to join him.
"Well," Gojyo laughed. "Looks like he's back to his old self. What finally got him to give in to you?"
Sanzo tensed, wondering what Goku would say.
Goku yawned. "Nuthin'. He just did."
"No kinks?"
"Nope, just plain old vanilla sex." Goku's smile disappeared when he saw Sanzo outside the door. "Oh."
Sanzo rolled his eyes. "Come on."
"Hey Sanzo, what do you think about this gooey fruit thingy?"
"Shut up, Goku."
"Kay."
End
Thanks for reading.
Author: despina_moon
Rating: NC17
Pairing(s): Goku X Sanzo
Disclaimer: Saiyuki does not belong to me and I make no profit from the use of Kazuya Minekura's characters.
Summary: Goku is distraught and needs to fix his relationship with Sanzo. The lengths he will go to in order to prove his love border on the extreme, including asking Gojyo and Hakkai for advice.
Warnings: M/M sex, swearing, cross-dressing, and references to the ridiculous.
Author's notes: Beta-extraordinaire moshesque saved me from making a complete ass out of myself but I did touch it last. A yuletide_smut gift fic written the amazing and wonderful macavitykitsune.
Appetite for Sanzo Part 1
Appetite for Sanzo part 2
Gazing out the window, Sanzo had seen Goku leaving the inn with Gojyo and Hakkai. The three had asked him to go along and attend the local festival, but he'd turned them down. He'd watched Goku laughing and dancing around the other two and he'd felt an odd pain in his chest. That was hours ago. Turning away from the window, Sanzo paced the room's length and then stopped in front of his bed.
This wasn't good and something was definitely wrong with Goku. After their crazy scene with the whip and skirt, Goku had never returned to their room. The next day, he was unnaturally quiet. He'd picked at his food, didn't rise to Gojyo's teasing and barely responded to Hakkai's mothering. There was further silence when Sanzo - fearing a repeat of a cross-dressing Goku - rented four rooms instead of two the next night.
Twisting on his heel, he walked back to the window and scanned the crowd for Goku. Sanzo couldn't spot him, there was no mass of wild hair with a golden coronet and an infectious grin. Where was he? Sanzo paced the room again.
He felt a little confused by events. Goku didn't give up this easily and never left him alone this long. Sanzo, of course, would be fine, he wasn’t the type of person who actually needed people. He'd been alone before the annoying chatterbox had come along so he wasn't worried about himself. He was worried about Goku.
Goku hadn't been normal lately, those crazy stunts he'd been pulling, asking about bondage and spanking and wearing that… skimpy skirt. He could still feel Goku's warm, barely clad body sprawled across his lap, hard on poking into Sanzo's thigh. Forcing the image out of his head and grabbing up a magazine from a nightstand with more force than was necessary, he strode across the room toward the window. He looked at the clock. Where was that idiot?
He heard Goku and Gojyo arguing in the hallway. Sanzo did not hurry as he slipped into a chair. He flipped to the middle of his magazine just as Goku stepped inside.
Goku was carrying a dish of ice cream and a half-eaten cone. Amazingly, he'd managed to balance both while opening their room door. "Hey Sanzo."
Sanzo looked up from his magazine. "What insanity are you up to, now?"
"Nuthin'. I'm just bringin' ya ice cream." Goku grinned at Sanzo and held out the dish. "They were serving it at the festival and I know you don't really like cones. It's vanilla, that's your favorite, right?"
Sanzo took the offered dish and then he glared at Goku. He was irritated and for some unknown reason, angry with Goku. When he spoke, Sanzo didn't bother to hide his annoyance. "I was beginning to think you'd stay away all night."
"What?" Goku looked up in mid-lick. He swallowed and then furrowed his brow. "But I thought that's what you wanted."
"You've been quiet. Too quiet." Sanzo glared at the nearly overflowing container of ice cream and wondered what to do with it. His anger rose. "And you've been staying away. What the hell's wrong with you, anyway?"
"There's nuthin' wrong." Goku sat on the bed and took a big bite from his cone. Through his full mouth he said, "I stayed away 'cause you told me to."
"That never stopped you before."
"Then you tell me what to do Sanzo, 'cause I'm outta ideas." Goku stuffed the remainder of his cone in his mouth.
Sanzo snapped. "What are you blathering about?"
It took Goku a long time to chew the crunchy cone. Sanzo stared at him with a frown, waiting impatiently for an answer. After what felt like a lifetime, Goku swallowed. "I know I was buggin' ya, so I backed off like you asked. I figured I want to be with you no matter what. If that means we can't be intimate, well, I know I can't force that on ya."
"Intimate? Where did you pick up that word? Nevermind, I'm certain I already know." Suddenly, many things over the past week began to make sense and he didn't like the conclusion he reached. Sanzo's ice cream was beginning to melt and he felt like an idiot standing there with an overflowing dish. "So, you're just giving up?"
"What else do ya want me to do, Sanzo? Sometimes just because one person wants something, that doesn't mean both of you do." Goku sighed and Sanzo realized how tired Goku looked.
"Look." Sanzo tried to hang onto his patience. "I guess I should have talked to you about this sooner. Last time we…"
Goku picked up his thread, "Were intimate?"
"No, goddamnit!" Sanzo's temper got away from him. "The last time we fucked. You did something to me and I... I liked it."
Goku stared at him, his head tipping to one side. "You mean when I put my finger inside you?"
Sanzo's breath caught and a shiver ran through him. He glared. "Yes, you idiot."
There was a suspended moment in time when Goku didn't move. In fact for a minute, Sanzo wasn't certain if the dumbass was even breathing. Sanzo watched with growing amusement while Goku attempted mentally to process his declaration. As Sanzo suspected, the idea might be too much for his lover. Feeling a strange, inner calm, Sanzo realized that maybe capitulating to his desires didn't necessarily mean he'd lost power. Goku continued staring at him in awestruck silence. Maybe in actuality, Sanzo had gained some power.
Slowly, a big bright smile lit up Goku's face. Sanzo would do a lot to see that smile. "Ya know what Sanzo? If Hakkai said "Yes you idiot" to Gojyo, he might actually kill himself."
Sanzo stared at him. "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"But Sanzo is Sanzo and Yes, you idiot, means a lot. It's even kinda sweet." Goku leaned back on the bed. "Does that mean what I think it means? That you want me to -"
"Well, don't say it out loud, you idiot!"
Goku laughed and nodded. "Yeah, I shoulda known better. Sorry."
Cool cream slid onto Sanzo's hand, disrupting his moment of power-filled glory. "Damn it." Scanning the room, he looked for a trashcan.
Goku rose to his feet, his gaze fixated on the meandering trail of ice cream flowing over Sanzo's hand and wrist. Capturing his forearm, Goku held Sanzo still while he leaned forward and licked. Goku purred and his voice was thick and hoarse, "Oh, you taste so good. I want more. Can we?"
The feel of Goku's tongue dragging against the back of Sanzo's hand was liquid fire mingling with cool ice cream. Sanzo could feel his increased heartbeat and blood roared through his veins all headed directly towards his immediate hard-on. He wanted more, too.
"Hey," Sanzo inhaled sharply when Goku looked up. Was Sanzo imagining elliptical pupils nestled in gold?
Goku straightened and there was something happening that Sanzo hadn't anticipated. He could feel Goku's body humming with youkai tension and that other part, the part that slept while Goku wore his coronet, stirred.
Sanzo was still holding that stupid dish of ice cream while contemplating Goku's energy output and hungry look when his monkey leaped on him. Goku wrapped his arms and legs around Sanzo, propelling them both backwards and onto the bed. Somehow, Sanzo managed to keep the ice cream from slipping from his fingers. He caught his breath, anger mingling with his excitement and slight unease at Goku's aggressiveness. "Goku…"
There was a tearing of fabric as Goku shredded his shirt. Were those claws ripping though the silk? Sanzo didn't really care - Goku's comforting and heated weight on top of him was all he could consider. There was no threat from Goku, only titillation.
Their lips met in a desperate collision and Goku's tongue brushed against Sanzo's mouth, seeking and gaining admittance. Vanilla and Goku was a provocative taste combination and as their tongues tangled, Sanzo shivered. In response, Goku slowly rolled his hips and rubbed his stiff cock against Sanzo's in a languid delivery of seductive friction. Goku shifted and wedged his knee between Sanzo's thighs, pressing harder and grinding against jean-clad hard flesh.
There was a buzzing noise in Sanzo's head when Goku sat up and tugged at his pants. He idly wondered if Goku knew how to proceed, but once again, he found himself unworried. They'd cross that bridge when they got to it. Goku carefully opened Sanzo's pants and cautiously avoided injury to his unprotected skin. A warm hand slithered inside his jeans and closed around Sanzo's wet cock. Moaning and closing his eyes, he embraced his pent-up desire and gave into his incandescent desire.
Sitting up, Goku moved his hands under the well-worn fabric and gently tugged. Sanzo he lifted his hips and his jeans slipped safely over his erection. He gazed into Goku's eyes and noted the dark center inside an island of gold seemed to pulse, first round and then slightly elongated. Sanzo didn't sense any of the Seitan Taisei's energy, but he could feel Goku's determination.
Goku didn't move his eyes from Sanzo's stare when he tossed the jeans to the floor. Sanzo stretched out beneath him, enjoying the feel of Goku's fingertips over his legs, arms, and tracing the occasion scar. Running hands down ribs and across quivering abs, Goku finally paused, settling his palms against Sanzo's hipbones. His eyes swept over Sanzo's body and finally focused on his rampant cock.
Leaning close, Goku's chilled tongue licked at Sanzo's hipbone, causing him to gasp. Until now, he hadn't realized how much he'd missed this contact with Goku, this connection he only experienced with his lover. Goku's mouth shifted and hovered over Sanzo's cock and balls. Eager for contact, Sanzo raised his hips in an attempt to meet Goku's mouth. Goku's strong tongue licked at Sanzo's erection with long, savoring strokes, lapping at dripping precome like melting ice cream. Sanzo's balls tightened with the sensation and the subsequent ache radiating from them was severe, wrenching a groan from his throat.
He wanted to grab Goku's head and push inside that warm mouth, but there was one lingering problem. "Hey." Sanzo lightly knocked Goku in his head with the dish of ice cream. "I can't hold this all night."
Goku raised his head, his mouth still open as saliva dripped from his tongue. He swallowed. "What?"
"Get rid of it." When he held it up and towards Goku, he spilled a portion of the melted ice cream. He hissed as the cold liquid splashed onto his stomach. "Fuck."
Goku smiled and quickly peeled off his shirt. Then he took the dish from Sanzo's hand, and placed it on the nightstand. "Don't worry, I'll get it." Leaning over, Goku slid his tongue through the pool of cream and crooned seductively while he licked Sanzo's belly clean. Sitting up, Goku smacked his lips before angling close and kissing Sanzo.
The flavor of sweet vanilla was stronger this time and for some reason, it made Sanzo's cock thicken and pulse. He closed his eyes, savoring the smell, taste, and feel of Goku. Digging his fingers into Goku's back, he deepened their kiss feeling desperate for more contact.
Goku finally pulled away. "I want more of that." Picking up the dish, he poured another portion onto Sanzo's groin.
The cold ice cream spilling over his cock and balls caused Sanzo to jolt. "What the fuck are you doing?"
There was decided mischief in Goku's grin when he immersed a fingertip into the mess of ice cream, drawing random shapes on Sanzo's sensitive skin. He gave a low growl, "I'm gonna eat ya."
Sanzo shuddered feeling the cool liquid drip between his legs, sliding under his sac and into the crack of his ass. Considering Goku's appetite, those words should be terrifying but instead, all Sanzo felt was pure desire.
Goku hovered over him, his long tongue hanging out of his mouth. Just before wet flesh made contact with a cream covered cock, Goku raised his eyes and watched Sanzo's quavering reaction. Tipping his head to his right, Goku licked him again and again, providing just enough physical and visual stimulation to tease Sanzo, but not enough to bring him off. Sanzo wove his fingers through soft, spiky hair and tried to urge Goku to apply more pressure.
Instead, Goku's mouth dipped lower and his tongue brushed at Sanzo's sac. He couldn't stop his groan as Goku's long, slow strokes laved him clean. When Goku finished, he tenderly sucked in one of Sanzo's balls and then the other. Clutching at the bedding and his cock throbbing with every heartbeat, Sanzo closed his eyes and moaned, louder than he meant to, "Fuck."
Nudging his legs wider, Goku slipped his hands around the back of Sanzo's thighs and pressed upward. Spread wide open, exposed and completely vulnerable, Sanzo's heartbeat increased. This position was not something he was accustomed to and for a moment, he resisted and pushed against Goku's shoulders as a thin filament of panic wormed its way through him.
Goku's golden gazed settled on him, eyes not quite human but full of passionate knowledge. Sanzo wasn't certain of many things in life, but he knew, without a doubt that Goku would never hurt him. He relaxed with his comforting realization, letting his shoulders and head loll back onto the bed while he waited for what he knew would come next.
Wet warmth slithered at sensitive skin underneath his balls and Sanzo's gasped with the sensation. Then Goku's strong tongue dragged the length of his crease, gliding against Sanzo's tender, previously untouched flesh. Responding to Goku's damp caress, electricity fired through susceptible nerve-endings and Sanzo trembled with ripening fervor.
Goku's strokes stopped and he paused at Sanzo's opening, swirling around it for a teasing moment before sweeping the entire length again from his entrance to his balls. Sanzo writhed, wiggling his hips in a way he didn't think he was capable of, his lust canceling out his embarrassment. Goku's strong hands stilled him and then slid down his thighs to cup Sanzo's ass.
One quick wrenching movement pulled Sanzo's hips up and spread him open at the same time. Most of Sanzo's weight landed on his shoulders but before he could react, Goku's tongue plunged inside him. Sparkling lights flashed in Sanzo's vision and his body tensed while Goku relentlessly slipped in and out of his ass, tongue fucking him inevitably towards ecstasy.
Then Goku stopped. Sanzo mumbled a nonsensical protest when Goku lowered him back onto the bed and withdrew, leaving him empty and unfulfilled. He watched in a mesmerized petulant daze when Goku stood up and tugged off his jeans and then rummaged through his belongings, searching for something. Sanzo's cock never stopped twitching while he hungrily watched Goku's naked and bronzed body. His ardent lust was steady and strong, nearly overpowering all other senses. Sanzo wanted very much to simply throw Goku down and have him.
Sanzo could do it, with a few words he could change what was happening between them. Goku wouldn't stop him and he'd probably even enjoy it. Somehow, that thought didn't appeal to Sanzo, he wanted this and he knew Goku wanted this and there was no use denying it anymore.
Goku returned to their bed and settled between Sanzo's thighs. Kneeling, he opened a bottle of lubricant and poured some of the slippery stuff onto his hand. Without any conversation, Sanzo widened his legs and placed his feet flat on the bed, wincing a bit internally at his submissive pose. His unease passed when he gazed at Goku's flushed skin and serious determination when he dropped his hand below Sanzo's balls.
Gently, he circled Sanzo's entrance and eventually, he slipped his fingertip inside. Sanzo exhaled, expecting pain but feeling only a calm acceptance followed by an impossible increase in his wantonness. Goku's finger pressed in deeper and turned, tantalizing Sanzo and slicking him for what would come.
Leaning forward, Goku lapped at the tip of Sanzo's quivering cock and shivered. Wrapping his lips around Sanzo's cock, Goku took him inside. Hot, moistness sucked at him just as a second finger invaded him. Sanzo groaned at the double sensation, knowing this is what he'd wanted all along.
There was a caress inside Sanzo's passage and unexpectedly his muscles flexed and his balls tightened. He'd been wavering on the edge of orgasm for what seemed like an eternity and when his release happened, it rolled throughout his body like a thunderbolt. His cock gave a few final spasms while he spilled his come into Goku's hungry mouth.
He was almost certain he shouted.
When his sinews relaxed, Goku pulled his fingers from Sanzo's ass and quickly coated his own impressive erection with lube. Sanzo lay passively, in spite of knowing what would happen next. He was too busy riding his post-coital bliss to feel resistance or fear.
Goku paused. Passion-filled eyes gazed at him with desperation. "Are you sure about this, Sanzo?"
Sanzo felt an overwhelming, blurry-eyed affection for his boy. "Now's a stupid time to ask. Just get on with it."
Pushing forward, Goku's cock nudged at his opening and then slid inside without much resistance. There was a bit of pain during the slow, stretching invasion, but the serene look on Goku's face was enough salve for any wound. Goku bit his lip and released his held breath when his balls brushed against Sanzo's ass. He waited then, just as Sanzo always did, giving them both time to acclimate to the intensity.
The ache passed and Sanzo could feel Goku's entire length inside him. There was something profoundly personal in this act and something Sanzo had never imagined. Was this what Goku felt, this trust and this secret power of submission? He gazed at Goku's look of adoration. Sanzo felt a wave of sentimental fondness and panicked. In response to the unfamiliar emotion he growled out, "Move already, you idiot."
Goku didn't speak. Actually, he didn't look like he could speak. He eased out and then gently pressed inside, taking it very slow. After several strokes, Sanzo adjusted to the odd sensation and actually began to enjoy it. The deliberate drag against his prostate brought him completely erect again and before he knew it, he was twisting his hips in a counter motion to Goku.
They were always like this in bed. No matter what happened elsewhere in their lives, when they had sex, there was a weird synchronicity between them. Sanzo wasn't sure it would happen when they reversed roles, but now he could see it didn't matter. Their sweat-slick skin slid against one another in a perfect rhythm and the fact Goku was pounding into him as if he were a lunatic didn't matter either. There was power on this side of the equation, in fact, possibly more power.
Slipping his hands under Sanzo's thighs, Goku leaned forward, nearly folding him in half. He could feel Goku's cock thicken inside him, somehow becoming even harder with each thrust. With his limited movement, Sanzo still managed to rotate his hips, angling his body for the most sensation and feeling his second orgasm building.
Goku bit his shoulder, teeth sinking in hard enough to make Sanzo cry out. His body responded to the pain with a fluttering in his belly and a gathering, swirling rapture. Goku seemed encouraged by Sanzo's reaction and bit him again, this time at the junction of his neck and shoulder, driving him even closer to release.
"Sanzo?" Goku didn't actually ask his question; he didn't have to.
"Yes, Goku." Sanzo's body tensed, his toes curling and eyes closing as he emitted a ragged breath he wasn't even aware he was holding. Pain and pleasure merged and became something bigger while his body bowed into Goku's powerful thrusts and his fingers dug into unprotected flesh.
Goku slammed into him, balls slapping against Sanzo's ass and he actually howled. Sanzo would have bitched about the noise if he'd been coherent enough but he'd been too busy experiencing his own mind-numbing orgasm.
Goku collapsed on top of him, both of them panting and covered with sweat, the tantalizing scent of sex heavy in the air. Their bodies cooled while Goku's cock softened and slipped out. Finally Goku spoke, "That was amazing, Sanzo. I mean, I knew it'd be good but that was… wow!"
"Get off." Sanzo growled, "You're heavy."
Goku chuckled, kissed him and then rolled to the side.
After his breathing normalized Sanzo sat up, his body quietly protesting movement. He would be sore. Frowning, he thought about the next day on the road. Maybe they'd have to take a day off. He reached around the melted dish of ice cream for his cigarettes and lighter.
Goku complained, "I'm sticky."
"What did you expect?" He lit a cigarette, feeling the welcomed nicotine travel through his bloodstream. He traded his lighter for an ashtray and then lay back in bed. "The whole bed is sticky."
"Yeah, good thing we have two of them. We should take a shower." Goku yawned. "I'm sleepy."
He set the ashtray on his chest. "Go ahead. I have to finish my cigarette anyway."
"Nah, I'd rather wait for you." Goku closed his eyes. Several minutes of silence passed before he giggled. "I can't believe Gojyo was right."
Sanzo's eyes narrowed. "Gojyo? He was right about what?"
"Yeah - he said that you probably wanted …" Goku's eyes snapped open and he swallowed. "Um, never mind."
"You've talking to Gojyo about me?" Sanzo scowled; he'd suspected as much.
"Umm, well… I talk to him about us." Goku sat up. "I was really worried. I thought you didn't want to be… you know."
"Intimate?" Sanzo exhaled his smoke in Goku's face. "I assume Hakkai was part of your conversation, too. Is that where you got the skirt?"
"No, but he did help me pick it out."
Sanzo growled. "Don't tell me you went shopping for that. Did you idiots put it on the gold card?"
Goku shrugged. "Yeah, I guess."
He closed his eyes. "Great."
"I'm sorry, I was just tryin' to fix things. You were so weird and I didn't know what to do." Goku flopped onto his back, jarring Sanzo on the bed. "Are ya mad at me?"
"Of course I'm mad."
"Oh."
After several moments, Sanzo cracked an eye open and turned his head toward Goku. "You did keep it, didn't you?"
"What?"
"The skirt." He took another drag on his smoke. "You kept it, right?"
"Yeah." A big smile spread across Goku's face. "I knew you liked it!"
"I didn't say I liked it," Sanzo said dismissively as he crushed out his cigarette. "But no more talking about our sex life to the pervy idiot twins."
"Deal." Goku nodded. "Did you know Hakkai has a nurse's and a maid's outfit? They are pretty cool for the most part but some of the stuff they do is kinda weird."
"Kind of? Tch." Sanzo stood up on shaky, unsteady legs. "Now, come on, I need a shower."
"Kay." Goku scooted off the bed. "There were some other things I'd like to try though."
"Shut up, Goku."
"Kay."
****
"Hey, 'Kai," Gojyo followed Sanzo into the kitchen area and lit a cigarette. "Did you hear someone howlin' last night?"
"Hmm, I do recall hearing some moaning." As Hakkai filled Sanzo's coffee cup, his lips twitched into a true smile. "You seem very centered this morning, Sanzo. Did you sleep well?"
"No." Sanzo sat down and picked up his paper. Hakkai hovered nearby and Sanzo couldn't help thinking what a nosy bastard he was.
"With that dreamy look in his eyes, I'd say he got him some monkey last night." Gojyo exhaled his smoke and chuckled as he joined them at the table.
Great. Now he also had the insufferable ass of a kappa to deal with, too. The two of them together were almost more than he could stomach.
"Speaking of which," Hakkai looked around, "where is Goku?"
"Still asleep." Sanzo looked up and glared at each of them. "Don't wake him."
"Really?" Gojyo's eyes fixated on Sanzo's bare shoulder. "Hmm, bite mark. So, you really did give in, didn't you? Was it your first time?"
"Goku was terribly worried, you know." Hakkai's voice sounded soothing but only if you didn't know Hakkai. "You shouldn't torture him so."
Gojyo shifted nervously in his chair and cast a furtive glance at Hakkai. "Man, I think you pissed off Hakkai."
"Huh." Sanzo took a drag of his cigarette. "You two are idiots."
Gojyo slammed his hand on the table. "What did you say?"
"If you wake Goku with your shouting, I will kill you."
Hakkai, of course, took it on himself to change the subject. "Sanzo, what about Goku's breakfast?"
"I'll take it to him."
There was a palpable silence in the room as Gojyo and Hakkai stared at Sanzo in disbelief.
"Wait." Gojyo sat back down and ran a hand through his hair. "You're going to serve Goku breakfast in bed?"
Sanzo shrugged.
"Wha…?" Gojyo leaned forward, his face close to Sanzo. "Are you really Sanzo?"
"You do appear somewhat…" Hakkai stared at him, "complacent."
Sanzo blew smoke in Gojyo's face and then growled at Hakkai, "Just make up a plate for him."
Gojyo shook his head. "It's weird but it does sound like the pissy monk to me."
"Agreed." Hakkai quickly put a heaping plate of food together for Goku. "This will never be enough. Will you bring him more?"
"Of course." Sanzo stood up and took the plate.
"You will?"
"Sure. He is my master after all."
Gojyo spilled his coffee. "What?!"
He stared at them. "If I'm late, I'm certain a spanking will be in order."
Hakkai smiled. "Ah ha ha."
Sanzo was beginning to enjoy this. "Oh, and Hakkai, could I borrow your maid's outfit?"
"Ah, well…" Hakkai crossed his arms. "Sanzo, you do understand we were only trying to help?"
Sanzo narrowed his eyes and moved his gaze from Gojyo to Hakkai. "You two are pathetic. If you don't stop messing with Goku's head, I will shoot you both."
Goku came through the door, rubbing sleep from his eyes. "I'm hungry."
"Here." Sanzo shoved the plate towards Goku. "We're going back to our room."
He stepped out of the room and waited impatiently for Goku to join him.
"Well," Gojyo laughed. "Looks like he's back to his old self. What finally got him to give in to you?"
Sanzo tensed, wondering what Goku would say.
Goku yawned. "Nuthin'. He just did."
"No kinks?"
"Nope, just plain old vanilla sex." Goku's smile disappeared when he saw Sanzo outside the door. "Oh."
Sanzo rolled his eyes. "Come on."
"Hey Sanzo, what do you think about this gooey fruit thingy?"
"Shut up, Goku."
"Kay."
End
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