Anonymous Saiyuki Kink Meme!
You post -anonymously- a kink request that you’ve always wanted to see. Something you really want but don’t necessarily want to admit to.
Random people come by, read the request, and write a ficlet to order. And post it as a reply to the comment, also anonymously.
Multiple replies (ficlets) to requests are welcome, nay! Encouraged. ( Read more... )
Random people come by, read the request, and write a ficlet to order. And post it as a reply to the comment, also anonymously.
Multiple replies (ficlets) to requests are welcome, nay! Encouraged. ( Read more... )
Steamy Silence
Goku sat riveted, watching the smooth flow of water over Sanzo's hair and back. Sanzo's hair had darkened to a warm honey tone, damp curls clunging to the nape of his neck. Goku watched breathlessly as Sanzo lowered the bucket and picked up a cloth. The only sound in the room was the quiet drip of water onto the tiled floor.
Goku shifted forward slightly, licking his lips at the sight of the clear drops clinging to golden skin. Everything about Sanzo reminded him of the sun. Golden hair, golden skin, hot temper. Goku wanted to taste that water, to see if it had managed to pick up the taste of pure Sanzo.
Sanzo worked the wet soap into a lather, slowly and languidly smoothing the cloth over his body. Goku shivered, reminding himself to be quiet. He didn't want Sanzo to get mad and kick him out. But he was so hungry, and he wanted to lick every drop off of Sanzo's skin, tasting and teasing until Sanzo moaned. Goku's eyes followed every move of the cloth, creamy soap leaving swirls of white on arms, chest, neck.
Goku bit his lip, easing his hand down his stomach to rest on his achingly hard cock. He deliberately teased himself by not stroking, not moving any further. He had a tendency to make noise when he touched himself. Right now he had to be quiet.
Goku knew that Sanzo would be bathing tonight. After five days on the road with not a town in sight, this huge hotel had come as a welcome relief. Tempers always became sharper when they had to camp out. Goku knew that Sanzo was a meticulous person, and Sanzo definitely did not like to be dirty. When Hakkai had mentioned spending the night, Goku had seen the tension of Sanzo's shoulders ease slightly.
He had covered his own delight at the sight of the bath house by constantly exclaiming his hunger. And he had been hungry. But dinner that night had its own perils. Goku had been waiting anxiously for his dessert to arrive when he had caught sight of the water condensing on his glass. The winding trail of that one drop had flashed an image of naked, wet Sanzo into his brain, and before he knew it his tongue was tracing over the glass, trying to catch that taste in his mind. Gojyo had stared at him, then laughed and teased, joking about his eating habits. The waitress saved Goku by bringing his three desserts and refilling his drink. He'd kept his mouth full of less dangerous things for the remaining time at the table.
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So the sight of Sanzo bathing had instilled in him a sense of calm. Sanzo relaxed completely when bathing, letting all the tension out of his body. Goku could practically feel him breathing calm into the silence. But any noise would have Sanzo immediately tense again, on guard. As Goku's fears lessened, his trips to watch Sanzo bathe lessened as well.
Then they were sent on the journey west, and Goku began feeling something different when he looked at Sanzo. He got breathless looking at the sun hitting Sanzo's hair, and felt a warm fizzy feeling in his chest when Sanzo actually quirked his lips up into a smile. He began to crave the scent of Sanzo's skin, and wondered constantly what the taste would be like. As this compulsion grew in him, Goku had no idea how to deal with it. Finally, he was so stressed and distraught that his dreams began to shift into nightmares, surreal images where he would see himself devouring Sanzo as Sanzo screamed.
As had happened before, Goku had woken from a nightmare to seek out Sanzo, only to find Sanzo bathing. Sanzo hadn't seen him, he'd only stood in the doorway, but just the familiar sight was enough to calm him. But this time, something else changed as well. Watching Sanzo pour water all over himself, Goku had found himself hardening. It was shocking to realize that he wanted Sanzo the same way that Gojyo wanted girls, the same way that Hakkai wanted Gojyo. He'd snuck back into his room and masturbated, always keeping the image of wet, naked Sanzo in his mind.
From then on, any time that Sanzo bathed privately at night, Goku would watch. The hunger intensified if he tried to stay away. It was a compulsion that he could not fight, didn't want to fight.
The sound of water hitting tile drew Goku's wandering attention back to the present. Sanzo was rinsing off, and would soon rise to get his towels. It was time for Goku to leave, before Sanzo got angry.
Goku rose carefully, then looked up to see Sanzo staring right at him.
The silence of the bath house surrounded them, Goku's heartbeat sounding loud in his ears.
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"I don’t know why you insist on watching me bathe every single time, monkey."
"Aw, come on Sanzo! It always makes me so hard to watch you, you know that. Remember that time you challenged me to jerk off while you were bathing? I’ve never come so hard in my life!"
Sanzo raised an eyebrow. "If I recall correctly, the challenge was to jerk off silently. And you failed. So I had to take matters into my own hands."
Goku purred, rubbing up against Sanzo insistently. "Oh yeah! And by the time you let me come, I was about to burst! It felt so good. I wonder- mph!"
Sanzo rolled over and silenced Goku the only way that worked every time. Really... the things he did to get a little peace and quiet out of the monkey.
But the odds were that he would need another bath after they got done.
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