Fill: Forewarned is forearmed 3/4
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July 12 2011, 10:42:55 UTC
Gojyo could say he's a little hurt at the sheer disbelief colouring Hakkai's voice, but, well, he hasn't exactly made a song and dance out of it over the years. It's not a wonder Hakkai is a little hesitant to accept his no signals u-turn, but to be honest, Gojyo doesn't really feel like explaining it.
"Tell you something," he says conspiratorially, relaxing himself in Hakkai's hold a little so the bark of the tree presses a little harder into his back. "You come just a little closer, and I definitely do."
"But this isn't…" Hakkai starts to object. "I'm not…"
It's not much of a defense when Gojyo can see the way Hakkai's eyes are fixed on his mouth. He licks his lips, deliberately, and Hakkai's hands clench again.
"Stop fighting it, Hakkai. Seriously. I've known this was coming since the castle fell and the wave died. Thought maybe we had, like, another season or two, but I guess I misjudged the timing. ‘cause it really is time. Even I'm starting to feel it."
"Feel what?"
Gojyo smiles. "Everything… smells better, yeah? Food tastes better. Things feel better. Everything feels better. Fuck, I've been jerking off every night this week. It's a wonder you didn't hear me." And speaking of feeling, he's pretty sure he can feel Hakkai's body heat even from half an arm's length away. And he smells pretty good too. Has all day. It's only now that Gojyo's talking about it, that he's putting a name to what's been going on this past week, maybe even this past month, that it's making his mouth water a bit.
"I did," Hakkai confesses, and the suddenly breathless quality to his voice makes chills race up Gojyo's spine. "I did hear you."
Gojyo's heart is pounding. He has no idea when it started, but hell, it feels like it's trying to pound its way out of his rib cage.
"Yeah? And what were you thinking?"
Hakkai licks his lips, and Gojyo's heart rate rockets into high gear.
"I was thinking," Hakkai says, low, with an almost growl in his voice that makes Gojyo's knees want to go weak, "that I wanted to put my mouth on you when you came."
"Fuck," Gojyo gasps, and he's suddenly so turned on he's shaking. "Yeah. What else? Come on."
"I don't," Hakkai breathes raggedly. "I don't know if I can talk about this without coming in my pants."
"Fuck," Gojyo groans again, not thinking, just dropping his weight while his hands drop to Hakkai's fly and he's hard, really hard, and the placket is a little wet and Gojyo struggles to his knees, twisting in Hakkai's hold and he's totally not, he's not really helping here - and fuck these buttons, seriously, he has to, he absolutely has got to, right fucking now-
"Gojyo."
Hakkai says his name like Gojyo's killing him, but Gojyo can't give a shit about anything but the slide of Hakkai's cock into his mouth and then, oh yeah, oh yeah, Hakkai's hands in his hair, and the uncontrolled thrust of his hips and Gojyo sucks hard, clutching at him, trying to remember how to do this except he needn't have bothered. Hakkai jerks against his tongue on the second shove and Gojyo feels the first hot spurt and keeps sucking, swallowing and trying to breathe all at the same time, greedy for it all, for everything, until Hakkai gasps and shoves him back and then Gojyo's being kissed like Hakkai would crawl inside him if he could.
"Fuck," Gojyo gasps again, reaching for himself, dizzy and almost frantic for some relief of his own. When Hakkai's hand gets there first, just the pressure through his jeans, the warm curl of Hakkai's fingers, the way they squeeze… Pleasure makes Gojyo roll up into a shudder that comes all the way from his toes and keeps on going until he's slumping in a twitching mess against Hakkai's shoulder. They're both panting like they just ran some kind of race, and consider that was probably the fastest orgasm in Gojyo's history, they might have just set some kind of new world record.
"Hahahaha wow," Gojyo laughs, and ok, he's a little high, and this so wasn't how he pictured this going exactly, but he's definitely not complaining. "Thanks. Thanks for that. Do you know how uncomfortable the walk home is going to be now?"
"Tell you something," he says conspiratorially, relaxing himself in Hakkai's hold a little so the bark of the tree presses a little harder into his back. "You come just a little closer, and I definitely do."
"But this isn't…" Hakkai starts to object. "I'm not…"
It's not much of a defense when Gojyo can see the way Hakkai's eyes are fixed on his mouth. He licks his lips, deliberately, and Hakkai's hands clench again.
"Stop fighting it, Hakkai. Seriously. I've known this was coming since the castle fell and the wave died. Thought maybe we had, like, another season or two, but I guess I misjudged the timing. ‘cause it really is time. Even I'm starting to feel it."
"Feel what?"
Gojyo smiles. "Everything… smells better, yeah? Food tastes better. Things feel better. Everything feels better. Fuck, I've been jerking off every night this week. It's a wonder you didn't hear me." And speaking of feeling, he's pretty sure he can feel Hakkai's body heat even from half an arm's length away. And he smells pretty good too. Has all day. It's only now that Gojyo's talking about it, that he's putting a name to what's been going on this past week, maybe even this past month, that it's making his mouth water a bit.
"I did," Hakkai confesses, and the suddenly breathless quality to his voice makes chills race up Gojyo's spine. "I did hear you."
Gojyo's heart is pounding. He has no idea when it started, but hell, it feels like it's trying to pound its way out of his rib cage.
"Yeah? And what were you thinking?"
Hakkai licks his lips, and Gojyo's heart rate rockets into high gear.
"I was thinking," Hakkai says, low, with an almost growl in his voice that makes Gojyo's knees want to go weak, "that I wanted to put my mouth on you when you came."
"Fuck," Gojyo gasps, and he's suddenly so turned on he's shaking. "Yeah. What else? Come on."
"I don't," Hakkai breathes raggedly. "I don't know if I can talk about this without coming in my pants."
"Fuck," Gojyo groans again, not thinking, just dropping his weight while his hands drop to Hakkai's fly and he's hard, really hard, and the placket is a little wet and Gojyo struggles to his knees, twisting in Hakkai's hold and he's totally not, he's not really helping here - and fuck these buttons, seriously, he has to, he absolutely has got to, right fucking now-
"Gojyo."
Hakkai says his name like Gojyo's killing him, but Gojyo can't give a shit about anything but the slide of Hakkai's cock into his mouth and then, oh yeah, oh yeah, Hakkai's hands in his hair, and the uncontrolled thrust of his hips and Gojyo sucks hard, clutching at him, trying to remember how to do this except he needn't have bothered. Hakkai jerks against his tongue on the second shove and Gojyo feels the first hot spurt and keeps sucking, swallowing and trying to breathe all at the same time, greedy for it all, for everything, until Hakkai gasps and shoves him back and then Gojyo's being kissed like Hakkai would crawl inside him if he could.
"Fuck," Gojyo gasps again, reaching for himself, dizzy and almost frantic for some relief of his own. When Hakkai's hand gets there first, just the pressure through his jeans, the warm curl of Hakkai's fingers, the way they squeeze… Pleasure makes Gojyo roll up into a shudder that comes all the way from his toes and keeps on going until he's slumping in a twitching mess against Hakkai's shoulder. They're both panting like they just ran some kind of race, and consider that was probably the fastest orgasm in Gojyo's history, they might have just set some kind of new world record.
"Hahahaha wow," Gojyo laughs, and ok, he's a little high, and this so wasn't how he pictured this going exactly, but he's definitely not complaining. "Thanks. Thanks for that. Do you know how uncomfortable the walk home is going to be now?"
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