30 Kisses: Interlude [Saiyuki, 53, #24]
Title: Interlude
Author: Sept. Rose (saruzake)
Fandom: Saiyuki
Pairing: Gojyo/Sanzo
Theme: #24, Good Night おやすみ
Disclaimer: Minekura Kazuya owns Saiyuki, not me. If I owned it, all her Gojyo/Sanzo subtext would be increased 1000%.
Completed: 25/30 O.O
Rating: NC-17 (oral)
Length: 930
Notes: I'm still deciding whether or not to continue "Rewards." Right now, people are 5-4 for a second part, but I'll see if anyone else comments.
Not much of a plot; just S&G in a hotel room, as usual.
Gojyo was seriously considering declaring his love for the mattress in his hotel room. It was huge, clean, and fluffy - a bed that you just melted into. Also possibly influencing his decision was the fact that the Sanzo-Ikkou had spent the past five nights camping out on cold hard ground.
He stretched out, feeling somewhat like a lazy cat claiming its territory. The bed was definitely too big for one person and Gojyo knew that he’d much rather spend his night curling up against a soft, warm body.
The only soft, warm body that Gojyo had access to was currently changing in the bathroom. It was a damn shame, Gojyo decided, that even though he and Sanzo had been having sex for months now, his lover still insisted on his privacy while changing clothes.
“Why?” Sanzo had repeated when asked. “Maybe because I’m tired of getting molested every time I need a clean shirt.”
He had a point.
Impatiently, Gojyo sighed, stretched some more and stared at the door. This was one of the nicer hotel rooms they’d been in along the Journey. It included the huge bed he was currently lounging in, a foldout couch, a mini-bar (locked, to his dismay), and soft plush rugs. Best of all, there had been a second suite available, which Hakkai and Goku had taken. He and Sanzo were all alone, just the way Gojyo liked it.
Finally, Sanzo exited the bathroom, a pair of loose pants slipping down his waist and a towel tossed over his shoulder. Gojyo’s eyes focused on Sanzo’s toned abs and allowed a few choice fantasies to take over his brain.
“Oi, kappa, quit leering for two seconds.”
Gojyo blinked. “Wasn’t leering, darling. Just… appreciating the view.”
“Save it.” Sanzo was kneeling, searching around in his pack for something. He remained on his knees and groped blindly up towards the nightstand, feeling around. “Find my glasses.”
“You mean, ‘Please, Gojyo, my love, help me find them,’” the redhead tried correcting, but he was only shot a glare in response. “Besides, they’re in the bathroom.”
“Are not.” Sanzo sat back, wiping his forehead. “I was just in there.”
“Exactly.” Gojyo languidly pointed a finger in the direction of the shower. “You were wearing them when you walked in and had them off when you came out. Logical conclusion.”
Sanzo’s cheeks got the slightest hint of pink on them and with a huff, he pushed himself to his feet and made his way back to the bathroom. He returned a second later, still blushing as he set his reading glasses on the nightstand.
Gojyo reached out and gently stroked Sanzo’s arm. “Getting forgetful in our old age, Sanzo-chiin?”
His hand was batted away, but Sanzo climbed into bed regardless. “You suck.”
“Is that a request?” The kappa’s eyes twinkled and Sanzo had to look away, for fear of blushing himself to death.
“Do you always have to take things that way?” Sanzo squirmed when he felt tanned hands running up his sides. Gojyo shifted so that he was propped up on his elbows and leaned forward to nibble on the blond’s lips.
“I’m not answering your question until you answer mine.”
Shit. Sanzo couldn’t help shivering at how husky Gojyo’s voice had just become. He could feel the heat from where their skin touched and his arousal was evident.
“To be honest,” he murmured back. “It is a request now.”
“As you wish, Sanzo-sama.” Gojyo kissed him again, this time with tongue. Sanzo kissed back just as eagerly, helping Gojyo remove all of their clothing.
The redhead slid down, kissing his way from Sanzo’s face to his stomach. His fingers danced on the priest’s skin, caressing his thighs and causing Sanzo to let out a needy moan.
“Damn it…” Sanzo drew out the curse, fingers winding into Gojyo’s hair and pushing him down. “You love torturing me.”
“Mmm…” Gojyo was having some difficulty responding, as his mouth was otherwise employed. By now, he knew just the right tricks to fully pleasure Sanzo, and just how slow to give that pleasure to him.
Sanzo clenched the sheets beneath him, feeling a sweat breaking out, but loving the sensations coursing through him. Occasionally, he would lift his head and look down to see Gojyo - nearly an orgasm in itself to see the other man licking and sucking so expertly - and choke out instructions if he was able.
He knew that Gojyo was just as turned on as he was and it made him moan louder to think of their positions reversed. He’d never thought he would like giving as much as receiving, but Gojyo’s reactions were so rewarding and it was such a turn on to hear the redhead crying his name.
Sanzo squeezed his eyes shut, muttering “More” under his breath and continuing his fantasy. Was it possible for them to both experience this at the same time? He gasped as his brain supplied potential images: he on top taking his lover into his mouth while Gojyo did the same from his position on the bottom. He bit his lip, the thought overpowering him.
“Shit!” That was the last he was able to voice before release.
Gojyo backed away, wiping his mouth and darting off to the bathroom for a towel. He returned as Sanzo was still coming down from his high and gently cleaned him up. Then, Gojyo climbed back into bed.
Sanzo could feel Gojyo’s erection pressing into him and his fantasy came back instantly. “Want to?”
“Switch?” Gojyo grinned, leaning in to steal another kiss. “If you insist.”
*"chiin": cutesy way of saying "chan"
Posted to 30_kisses and bad_friends
Tomorrow is my 21st b-day! /'^.^'\ happykappa is happy
Author: Sept. Rose (saruzake)
Fandom: Saiyuki
Pairing: Gojyo/Sanzo
Theme: #24, Good Night おやすみ
Disclaimer: Minekura Kazuya owns Saiyuki, not me. If I owned it, all her Gojyo/Sanzo subtext would be increased 1000%.
Completed: 25/30 O.O
Rating: NC-17 (oral)
Length: 930
Notes: I'm still deciding whether or not to continue "Rewards." Right now, people are 5-4 for a second part, but I'll see if anyone else comments.
Not much of a plot; just S&G in a hotel room, as usual.
Gojyo was seriously considering declaring his love for the mattress in his hotel room. It was huge, clean, and fluffy - a bed that you just melted into. Also possibly influencing his decision was the fact that the Sanzo-Ikkou had spent the past five nights camping out on cold hard ground.
He stretched out, feeling somewhat like a lazy cat claiming its territory. The bed was definitely too big for one person and Gojyo knew that he’d much rather spend his night curling up against a soft, warm body.
The only soft, warm body that Gojyo had access to was currently changing in the bathroom. It was a damn shame, Gojyo decided, that even though he and Sanzo had been having sex for months now, his lover still insisted on his privacy while changing clothes.
“Why?” Sanzo had repeated when asked. “Maybe because I’m tired of getting molested every time I need a clean shirt.”
He had a point.
Impatiently, Gojyo sighed, stretched some more and stared at the door. This was one of the nicer hotel rooms they’d been in along the Journey. It included the huge bed he was currently lounging in, a foldout couch, a mini-bar (locked, to his dismay), and soft plush rugs. Best of all, there had been a second suite available, which Hakkai and Goku had taken. He and Sanzo were all alone, just the way Gojyo liked it.
Finally, Sanzo exited the bathroom, a pair of loose pants slipping down his waist and a towel tossed over his shoulder. Gojyo’s eyes focused on Sanzo’s toned abs and allowed a few choice fantasies to take over his brain.
“Oi, kappa, quit leering for two seconds.”
Gojyo blinked. “Wasn’t leering, darling. Just… appreciating the view.”
“Save it.” Sanzo was kneeling, searching around in his pack for something. He remained on his knees and groped blindly up towards the nightstand, feeling around. “Find my glasses.”
“You mean, ‘Please, Gojyo, my love, help me find them,’” the redhead tried correcting, but he was only shot a glare in response. “Besides, they’re in the bathroom.”
“Are not.” Sanzo sat back, wiping his forehead. “I was just in there.”
“Exactly.” Gojyo languidly pointed a finger in the direction of the shower. “You were wearing them when you walked in and had them off when you came out. Logical conclusion.”
Sanzo’s cheeks got the slightest hint of pink on them and with a huff, he pushed himself to his feet and made his way back to the bathroom. He returned a second later, still blushing as he set his reading glasses on the nightstand.
Gojyo reached out and gently stroked Sanzo’s arm. “Getting forgetful in our old age, Sanzo-chiin?”
His hand was batted away, but Sanzo climbed into bed regardless. “You suck.”
“Is that a request?” The kappa’s eyes twinkled and Sanzo had to look away, for fear of blushing himself to death.
“Do you always have to take things that way?” Sanzo squirmed when he felt tanned hands running up his sides. Gojyo shifted so that he was propped up on his elbows and leaned forward to nibble on the blond’s lips.
“I’m not answering your question until you answer mine.”
Shit. Sanzo couldn’t help shivering at how husky Gojyo’s voice had just become. He could feel the heat from where their skin touched and his arousal was evident.
“To be honest,” he murmured back. “It is a request now.”
“As you wish, Sanzo-sama.” Gojyo kissed him again, this time with tongue. Sanzo kissed back just as eagerly, helping Gojyo remove all of their clothing.
The redhead slid down, kissing his way from Sanzo’s face to his stomach. His fingers danced on the priest’s skin, caressing his thighs and causing Sanzo to let out a needy moan.
“Damn it…” Sanzo drew out the curse, fingers winding into Gojyo’s hair and pushing him down. “You love torturing me.”
“Mmm…” Gojyo was having some difficulty responding, as his mouth was otherwise employed. By now, he knew just the right tricks to fully pleasure Sanzo, and just how slow to give that pleasure to him.
Sanzo clenched the sheets beneath him, feeling a sweat breaking out, but loving the sensations coursing through him. Occasionally, he would lift his head and look down to see Gojyo - nearly an orgasm in itself to see the other man licking and sucking so expertly - and choke out instructions if he was able.
He knew that Gojyo was just as turned on as he was and it made him moan louder to think of their positions reversed. He’d never thought he would like giving as much as receiving, but Gojyo’s reactions were so rewarding and it was such a turn on to hear the redhead crying his name.
Sanzo squeezed his eyes shut, muttering “More” under his breath and continuing his fantasy. Was it possible for them to both experience this at the same time? He gasped as his brain supplied potential images: he on top taking his lover into his mouth while Gojyo did the same from his position on the bottom. He bit his lip, the thought overpowering him.
“Shit!” That was the last he was able to voice before release.
Gojyo backed away, wiping his mouth and darting off to the bathroom for a towel. He returned as Sanzo was still coming down from his high and gently cleaned him up. Then, Gojyo climbed back into bed.
Sanzo could feel Gojyo’s erection pressing into him and his fantasy came back instantly. “Want to?”
“Switch?” Gojyo grinned, leaning in to steal another kiss. “If you insist.”
*"chiin": cutesy way of saying "chan"
Posted to 30_kisses and bad_friends
Tomorrow is my 21st b-day! /'^.^'\ happykappa is happy