Saiyuki: Midnight Snack
Story: Midnight Snack
Series: Saiyuki
Rating: NC-17
Genres: Romance, WAFF, PWP, Humor
Pairing: Goku/Sanzo
Summary: Eternally hungry, Goku goes to raid a pantry - only to get more than he ever expected.
::WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS MALE/MALE SEXUAL CONTENT. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT OF AGE/ARE OFFENDED BY THIS::
Midnight Snack
Note: “Hentai Houshi” means “perverted priest.”
Had there been a light in the small room, it would have been possible to see a certain high-ranking priest glaring at a particular earth spirit. The inability to see did not make it any less scrutinizing. Goku knew that he had messed up and that Sanzo had every right to be mad. Because he accidentally knocked into an empty shelf (which had tipped over a heavy broom that fell into the door to slam it shut), they were now trapped in the inn’s dessert pantry. It was now empty - yet another victim to his never-ending hunger.
They had tried to get out earlier, but the door only opened one way. Sanzo had attempted to shoot the lock off, only to have it warp into an even worse state. Goku was also not able to force the door open - doing so would require a bit more room and he wasn’t about to ram into Sanzo to do it. The idea of somehow inadvertently harming his master appalled him, and he wasn’t going to risk it.
Goku could hear Sanzo’s hand move slowly along the side of the door, trying to find the hinges. If they could just pop the bolts out, opening the door would be simple.
Having been shooed to the back of the cramped closet for having done enough damage, the earth spirit listened as his master let out a long string of curses.
After a few minutes, it appeared that the bolts were on the other side, the same with the handle to the door. Sighing in disgust, the priest stepped back slightly, only to knock into Goku as he moved. Turning around, he glared at his charge again for getting them into this mess.
“You stupid monkey, you just had to get a snack this late at night…”
“But Sanzo, I was hungry!” Goku protested. “I’d starve if I had to wait until breakfast!”
“You’re always hungry,” Sanzo said, annoyed. “…but why did you have to eat everything in the pantry? Do you know how much that is going to cost?”
Goku shifted sheepishly and looked down at his feet. “But I thought that the Gold Card had an unlimited balance.”
A twitch crept into his eyebrows before he hit the boy over the head with his paper fan. “Just because it does doesn’t mean you can eat everything that you see, you stupid chimp! You aren’t the one who has to explain to the Sanbutsushin what all the money was spent on.”
Goku covered his head to protect against the assault of the paper fan. “Geez, alright already! I’m sorry, ok?”
Sanzo snorted and looked to the wall opposite of him. “No you’re not.”
The reply seemed to take the earth spirit aback, and for a moment he did not know how to respond. Recovering quickly, he tried to make a witty comeback.
“What do you mean I’m not sorry? Of course I am!”
“You keep apologizing, but then you do it again. You never learn, do you, Monkey?”
“I’m not a monkey!” Goku objected, trying to defend himself. “I just…”
Sanzo remained silent to see where his “pet” was taking this conversation. There was something different about the tone of his voice, and it appeared that he was truly thinking hard.
“I just,” he repeated, “I just didn’t want to bug you about it tonight.” After about a month in the half, the two had finally gotten a chance to share a room together. Earlier that morning in another attack by demonic assassins on their way to the town, Hakkai had been injured. Gojyo had insisted that they change their usual sleeping arrangements for the night so that he could personally watch over his best friend. Despite the reasons surrounding it, both Sanzo and Goku had been looking forward to spending a whole night together… except now they were in a space where there was barely enough room to stand.
Sanzo was surprised when he suddenly felt Goku’s head against his back. A hand hung on his side, and he knew that if he were wearing his priestly robes and not only his simple leather top and pants, the hand would probably be grasping the silky fabric instead.
“I’m sorry,” Goku said in a softer tone. “I really messed up. I couldn’t think straight, and now we’re stuck in here.”
Goku’s hand moved slowly up and down in very small motions, trying to find acceptance from his master. In the silence that continued, Sanzo found the anger in him slowly fade away. He had noticed that the longer he traveled on this journey, his patience somehow seemed to grow when it came to his lover. It grew so that it was almost impossible for him to stay mad at him for long.
The small crack at the bottom of the door let in a thin line of light into the room. After several minutes of staying in the darkness, their eyes had grown accustomed to the minimal light. Sanzo turned around, and could see the bare outline of his charge silhouetted against the messy shelves of the pantry. Minute specks of light were reflected from Goku’s eyes as he looked up at his master’s face. The priest could see the number of specks grow as the earth spirit’s eyes widened when he lowered his head to give his lover a chaste kiss.
“Baka,” he said as he pulled back slightly. There was no bite to that insult, but said in more of a tender and caring way. Sanzo could see Goku smile as his lover threw his arms around his neck and drew him into back to where he was before.
There lips met again, this time with more hunger. Having been denied intimate physical contact for so long, Sanzo had almost forgotten how amazing he could feel from this simple act of affection. He felt Goku’s hand wind into his hair as the earth spirit brought him even closer. As the priest complied, his own hands found their way to Goku’s back, slowly trailing down as he looked for the end of the cloth.
Responding in kind, the earth spirit began to trace intricate trails along the lines of muscle on Sanzo’s chest. Even through the barrier of leather, the touch was electrifying, and he gasped slightly into the brunette’s mouth. Taking that opportunity, Goku pushed his tongue in and started to explore.
Sanzo felt himself pushed against the back of the damned door as his charge set upon the task of re-memorizing the layout of the inside of his mouth. A moan rose from his throat as Goku stroked Sanzo’s tongue with his own.
Suddenly, the priest felt a firm pressure being exerted against the bulge in his leather pants. A moan escaped his throat before he was able to stop it. He found one of his own hands drift down to cover Goku’s - directing them to show exactly how he wanted to be groped. His other hand moved to the arm the earth spirit was using to brace himself against the door, gripping it to help find some balance.
Goku didn’t need much in the way of guidance as he continued to rub his lover amorously. Nothing made him harder than hearing his usually-quiet master make so much noise moaning under his touch. Hands coiling around the older man’s arousal the best he could through his pants, he gave it a firm squeeze.
The grip on the earth spirit’s arm tightened reassuringly as Sanzo let himself be manipulated. Goku’s free hand left the wall and found its way to the priest’s chest to trace intricate trails along the lines of muscle, slowly making its way down to join the other. He could hear the sound of one fumbling with the zipper, cursing vehemently at not being able to find it immediately in the darkness. A moment later Goku let out a cry of triumph, and Sanzo could feel his fly come undone.
In the back of his mind, Sanzo was thinking about reminding Goku what they had agreed on before. Having found other couples in similar situations in the past while on their quest, the two had vowed to never remove their clothes if such a situation arose. They would just have to be a bit more… creative… with how they did things. Sanzo found he didn’t really care anymore, the feeling of finally being free from his restraints felt too good to object to. Goku stopped pulling down his master’s pants when they reached his lower thighs, and Sanzo realized that he had remembered.
Goku shifted into a more comfortable position on the floor and found himself on his knees. Touching actual flesh at last, he enjoyed making the priest squirm as his hands brushed the inside of his legs.
In the darkness, Sanzo did not see Goku’s head near his arousal, but instead felt the hot breath blow teasingly onto his base. Grappling for something to hold onto, he entwined his fingers into the brunette’s hair, trying to guide him to his desire.
Having other ideas in mind, Goku’s hand slid behind Sanzo to rest on his ass. Pushing him forward ever so slightly, he leaned in and licked one of the man’s balls in a playful fashion. After a few feathery touches with the tip of his tongue, he took it into his mouth and suckled it gently. When he believed that he had done the first enough service, Goku moved to the second so that both got equal attention.
Sanzo growled erotically in both pleasure and annoyance as Goku continued his ministrations. While he was immensely enjoying the sensations that his charge was instilling in him, it wasn’t where he wanted attention the most. His need was becoming almost painful as Goku continued to tease him. Refusing to give the earth spirit the satisfaction of asking for what he wanted, Sanzo clenched his mouth shut and fought to hold back his noise.
Feeling the man’s body tense, Goku smirked as he finished tending to the man’s second sac. Even if Sanzo’s mental will was stronger than iron, his body betrayed itself with every minute action. Try as he might, he was still unconsciously begging for Goku to suck him off.
Leaving a wet trail in his wake, Goku ran his tongue along Sanzo’s length. He left a ghost of a kiss on the end before slowly taking his master into his mouth.
Purposefully not taking him all the way, Goku swirled his tongue around the priest, licking skillfully in the spots he knew would drive the man crazy. The fingers intertwined in his hair tightened their grip, urging him on.
Holding Sanzo’s hips back from the instinctive thrusts, Goku swallowed his lover. He heard the man cry out softly as he struggled to push even deeper. Altering his position on the floor, Goku angled himself so that he could continue more effectively. Taking this as a sign to proceed, Sanzo slowly started to move within the earth spirit.
Pressing his back into the door, Sanzo braced himself against the intense waves of pleasure rocking his body. It had been so long since the last time they had had any sort of sex - he had almost forgotten the incredible effect that Goku had on his manhood. He was throbbing as Goku continued to massage his shaft with his tongue. The hot walls of his mouth pressed against his diameter as the earth spirit hungrily continued to pump his master.
The two did their best to keep quiet, but every noise that was made seemed to multiply in volume. The shelves, which Goku’s elbows kept knocking into with each movement, rattled noisily with the remains of the monkey’s looting. The priest’s grunts seemed unnaturally loud, even though he knew he was being fairly quiet.
As quickly as the thought had come, it was gone again - Sanzo’s mind having no room for complex thought processes while he was making love to Goku’s mouth. It felt like all of the blood had left his brain to attend to something much more important at hand. He quivered as Goku continued to manipulate him, oblivious everything else besides the sensations being caused in his groin.
Goku could feel himself groaning, and he let the vibrations reverberate through his mouth and around his master. He could feel the heat of Sanzo’s manhood continue to build, and increased his actions in response. Squeezing Sanzo’s ass, Goku brought the monk’s hips closer as his lips met with the base. Sucking harder, he moved perfectly with Sanzo’s set tempo, doing his best to help his master come closer to his peak.
They continued in that fashion for a few more thrusts before Sanzo finally couldn’t hold himself back any longer. Whole body arching, Sanzo screamed as he shot himself deep into Goku’s throat. The action involved his entire body, and all of the priest’s being was awash with the sense of fulfillment as his body relaxed. Mouth still around his length, Sanzo could feel Goku drink every bit of his release before he pulled himself reluctantly out.
The back of the priest’s head rested on the door as he fought to regain some control over his lungs. No matter how often they did it, each time simply took his breath away. They were silent for a minute, still caught up in the heat of the moment.
When he had regained some control over his body, Sanzo looked down at his young lover. Seeing the reflection of the light in his eyes, the priest knew that their night was long from over. Feeling Goku’s fingers start to toy with his shaft again as he tried to stand up, Sanzo again felt himself begin to become aroused.
Muffled sounds of a conversation could be heard coming closer to the door, bringing the two lovers out of their heated universe. Muttering in annoyance and disappointment, he pulled his pants back up, grateful that it had been the only thing that they had “removed.” A second later, he heard the familiar sound of a scythe-like blade slicing, and the wood around the lock of the door, causing the obstruction to finally come free.
Gojyo was standing in the doorway with his shakujou in hand, eying the two skeptically. Leaning against his weapon lazily, his eyebrows rose as he saw Goku still kneeling on the ground, his hair still considerably messy. He was about to speak when a female voice interrupted him.
“Oh, thank you so much, Gojyo-san!” the whiney voice grated at their ears. “That door has been giving us problems for so long, and now my dad has to fix it! I think I’m going to go tell him right now!” She hugged the half-demon quickly and then ran out of the kitchen towards where the innkeeper lived.
Gojyo shuddered visibly when the girl had completely gone out of sight. “Why does someone that beautiful have to be that annoying?” As his two companions passed on their way back to their rooms, the redhead grinned lewdly.
“What are you two doing up so late?” he asked in a mockingly reproachful voice.
“I wanted to get a midnight snack,” Goku said quickly.
“Oh yeah, and what exactly did you eat?” he prodded. “Some sausage?”
The paper fan’s presence became known yet again to the world as Gojyo’s head smarted from Sanzo’s attack. From behind the priest, Goku stuck his tongue out and ran upstairs, knowing that the water sprite wouldn’t be able to get at him with Sanzo between them.
“Ow! Goddamn you, I only asked a question…”
“Shut up.” The hand with the fan fell to his side, but was still ready in case he had to use it again. “I’m going to bed now, if you’re done talking. We’re leaving early tomorrow morning.”
“Not with the monkey screwing you all night you won’t be,” he said under his breath. A second later he was dodging a bullet that had originally been aimed at his forehead.
“Hey! That could have hit me, you corrupt monk!” he protested as he ran up the stairs after them towards where the four of them were staying.
“Too bad it didn’t.” He went into the rented room that both he and Goku were sharing and shut the door.
Gojyo rolled his eyes and headed back to his own room. “Hentai houshi…”
::Fin::
Personal Notes: Ever get an image stuck in your head that you can't seem to get out? Well, that's how this story was. This is the first lemon I ever posted *anywhere* on the internet, although technically it is my second. My first one has never been posted.
This story used to be posted on ff.net under the penname "Shicho," (aka my other ff.net penname), but I was caught and the account was disabled.
Anyways, this fic pretty much wrote itself. I think Gojyo's comments at the end are my favorite part. <3
Series: Saiyuki
Rating: NC-17
Genres: Romance, WAFF, PWP, Humor
Pairing: Goku/Sanzo
Summary: Eternally hungry, Goku goes to raid a pantry - only to get more than he ever expected.
::WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS MALE/MALE SEXUAL CONTENT. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT OF AGE/ARE OFFENDED BY THIS::
Midnight Snack
Note: “Hentai Houshi” means “perverted priest.”
Had there been a light in the small room, it would have been possible to see a certain high-ranking priest glaring at a particular earth spirit. The inability to see did not make it any less scrutinizing. Goku knew that he had messed up and that Sanzo had every right to be mad. Because he accidentally knocked into an empty shelf (which had tipped over a heavy broom that fell into the door to slam it shut), they were now trapped in the inn’s dessert pantry. It was now empty - yet another victim to his never-ending hunger.
They had tried to get out earlier, but the door only opened one way. Sanzo had attempted to shoot the lock off, only to have it warp into an even worse state. Goku was also not able to force the door open - doing so would require a bit more room and he wasn’t about to ram into Sanzo to do it. The idea of somehow inadvertently harming his master appalled him, and he wasn’t going to risk it.
Goku could hear Sanzo’s hand move slowly along the side of the door, trying to find the hinges. If they could just pop the bolts out, opening the door would be simple.
Having been shooed to the back of the cramped closet for having done enough damage, the earth spirit listened as his master let out a long string of curses.
After a few minutes, it appeared that the bolts were on the other side, the same with the handle to the door. Sighing in disgust, the priest stepped back slightly, only to knock into Goku as he moved. Turning around, he glared at his charge again for getting them into this mess.
“You stupid monkey, you just had to get a snack this late at night…”
“But Sanzo, I was hungry!” Goku protested. “I’d starve if I had to wait until breakfast!”
“You’re always hungry,” Sanzo said, annoyed. “…but why did you have to eat everything in the pantry? Do you know how much that is going to cost?”
Goku shifted sheepishly and looked down at his feet. “But I thought that the Gold Card had an unlimited balance.”
A twitch crept into his eyebrows before he hit the boy over the head with his paper fan. “Just because it does doesn’t mean you can eat everything that you see, you stupid chimp! You aren’t the one who has to explain to the Sanbutsushin what all the money was spent on.”
Goku covered his head to protect against the assault of the paper fan. “Geez, alright already! I’m sorry, ok?”
Sanzo snorted and looked to the wall opposite of him. “No you’re not.”
The reply seemed to take the earth spirit aback, and for a moment he did not know how to respond. Recovering quickly, he tried to make a witty comeback.
“What do you mean I’m not sorry? Of course I am!”
“You keep apologizing, but then you do it again. You never learn, do you, Monkey?”
“I’m not a monkey!” Goku objected, trying to defend himself. “I just…”
Sanzo remained silent to see where his “pet” was taking this conversation. There was something different about the tone of his voice, and it appeared that he was truly thinking hard.
“I just,” he repeated, “I just didn’t want to bug you about it tonight.” After about a month in the half, the two had finally gotten a chance to share a room together. Earlier that morning in another attack by demonic assassins on their way to the town, Hakkai had been injured. Gojyo had insisted that they change their usual sleeping arrangements for the night so that he could personally watch over his best friend. Despite the reasons surrounding it, both Sanzo and Goku had been looking forward to spending a whole night together… except now they were in a space where there was barely enough room to stand.
Sanzo was surprised when he suddenly felt Goku’s head against his back. A hand hung on his side, and he knew that if he were wearing his priestly robes and not only his simple leather top and pants, the hand would probably be grasping the silky fabric instead.
“I’m sorry,” Goku said in a softer tone. “I really messed up. I couldn’t think straight, and now we’re stuck in here.”
Goku’s hand moved slowly up and down in very small motions, trying to find acceptance from his master. In the silence that continued, Sanzo found the anger in him slowly fade away. He had noticed that the longer he traveled on this journey, his patience somehow seemed to grow when it came to his lover. It grew so that it was almost impossible for him to stay mad at him for long.
The small crack at the bottom of the door let in a thin line of light into the room. After several minutes of staying in the darkness, their eyes had grown accustomed to the minimal light. Sanzo turned around, and could see the bare outline of his charge silhouetted against the messy shelves of the pantry. Minute specks of light were reflected from Goku’s eyes as he looked up at his master’s face. The priest could see the number of specks grow as the earth spirit’s eyes widened when he lowered his head to give his lover a chaste kiss.
“Baka,” he said as he pulled back slightly. There was no bite to that insult, but said in more of a tender and caring way. Sanzo could see Goku smile as his lover threw his arms around his neck and drew him into back to where he was before.
There lips met again, this time with more hunger. Having been denied intimate physical contact for so long, Sanzo had almost forgotten how amazing he could feel from this simple act of affection. He felt Goku’s hand wind into his hair as the earth spirit brought him even closer. As the priest complied, his own hands found their way to Goku’s back, slowly trailing down as he looked for the end of the cloth.
Responding in kind, the earth spirit began to trace intricate trails along the lines of muscle on Sanzo’s chest. Even through the barrier of leather, the touch was electrifying, and he gasped slightly into the brunette’s mouth. Taking that opportunity, Goku pushed his tongue in and started to explore.
Sanzo felt himself pushed against the back of the damned door as his charge set upon the task of re-memorizing the layout of the inside of his mouth. A moan rose from his throat as Goku stroked Sanzo’s tongue with his own.
Suddenly, the priest felt a firm pressure being exerted against the bulge in his leather pants. A moan escaped his throat before he was able to stop it. He found one of his own hands drift down to cover Goku’s - directing them to show exactly how he wanted to be groped. His other hand moved to the arm the earth spirit was using to brace himself against the door, gripping it to help find some balance.
Goku didn’t need much in the way of guidance as he continued to rub his lover amorously. Nothing made him harder than hearing his usually-quiet master make so much noise moaning under his touch. Hands coiling around the older man’s arousal the best he could through his pants, he gave it a firm squeeze.
The grip on the earth spirit’s arm tightened reassuringly as Sanzo let himself be manipulated. Goku’s free hand left the wall and found its way to the priest’s chest to trace intricate trails along the lines of muscle, slowly making its way down to join the other. He could hear the sound of one fumbling with the zipper, cursing vehemently at not being able to find it immediately in the darkness. A moment later Goku let out a cry of triumph, and Sanzo could feel his fly come undone.
In the back of his mind, Sanzo was thinking about reminding Goku what they had agreed on before. Having found other couples in similar situations in the past while on their quest, the two had vowed to never remove their clothes if such a situation arose. They would just have to be a bit more… creative… with how they did things. Sanzo found he didn’t really care anymore, the feeling of finally being free from his restraints felt too good to object to. Goku stopped pulling down his master’s pants when they reached his lower thighs, and Sanzo realized that he had remembered.
Goku shifted into a more comfortable position on the floor and found himself on his knees. Touching actual flesh at last, he enjoyed making the priest squirm as his hands brushed the inside of his legs.
In the darkness, Sanzo did not see Goku’s head near his arousal, but instead felt the hot breath blow teasingly onto his base. Grappling for something to hold onto, he entwined his fingers into the brunette’s hair, trying to guide him to his desire.
Having other ideas in mind, Goku’s hand slid behind Sanzo to rest on his ass. Pushing him forward ever so slightly, he leaned in and licked one of the man’s balls in a playful fashion. After a few feathery touches with the tip of his tongue, he took it into his mouth and suckled it gently. When he believed that he had done the first enough service, Goku moved to the second so that both got equal attention.
Sanzo growled erotically in both pleasure and annoyance as Goku continued his ministrations. While he was immensely enjoying the sensations that his charge was instilling in him, it wasn’t where he wanted attention the most. His need was becoming almost painful as Goku continued to tease him. Refusing to give the earth spirit the satisfaction of asking for what he wanted, Sanzo clenched his mouth shut and fought to hold back his noise.
Feeling the man’s body tense, Goku smirked as he finished tending to the man’s second sac. Even if Sanzo’s mental will was stronger than iron, his body betrayed itself with every minute action. Try as he might, he was still unconsciously begging for Goku to suck him off.
Leaving a wet trail in his wake, Goku ran his tongue along Sanzo’s length. He left a ghost of a kiss on the end before slowly taking his master into his mouth.
Purposefully not taking him all the way, Goku swirled his tongue around the priest, licking skillfully in the spots he knew would drive the man crazy. The fingers intertwined in his hair tightened their grip, urging him on.
Holding Sanzo’s hips back from the instinctive thrusts, Goku swallowed his lover. He heard the man cry out softly as he struggled to push even deeper. Altering his position on the floor, Goku angled himself so that he could continue more effectively. Taking this as a sign to proceed, Sanzo slowly started to move within the earth spirit.
Pressing his back into the door, Sanzo braced himself against the intense waves of pleasure rocking his body. It had been so long since the last time they had had any sort of sex - he had almost forgotten the incredible effect that Goku had on his manhood. He was throbbing as Goku continued to massage his shaft with his tongue. The hot walls of his mouth pressed against his diameter as the earth spirit hungrily continued to pump his master.
The two did their best to keep quiet, but every noise that was made seemed to multiply in volume. The shelves, which Goku’s elbows kept knocking into with each movement, rattled noisily with the remains of the monkey’s looting. The priest’s grunts seemed unnaturally loud, even though he knew he was being fairly quiet.
As quickly as the thought had come, it was gone again - Sanzo’s mind having no room for complex thought processes while he was making love to Goku’s mouth. It felt like all of the blood had left his brain to attend to something much more important at hand. He quivered as Goku continued to manipulate him, oblivious everything else besides the sensations being caused in his groin.
Goku could feel himself groaning, and he let the vibrations reverberate through his mouth and around his master. He could feel the heat of Sanzo’s manhood continue to build, and increased his actions in response. Squeezing Sanzo’s ass, Goku brought the monk’s hips closer as his lips met with the base. Sucking harder, he moved perfectly with Sanzo’s set tempo, doing his best to help his master come closer to his peak.
They continued in that fashion for a few more thrusts before Sanzo finally couldn’t hold himself back any longer. Whole body arching, Sanzo screamed as he shot himself deep into Goku’s throat. The action involved his entire body, and all of the priest’s being was awash with the sense of fulfillment as his body relaxed. Mouth still around his length, Sanzo could feel Goku drink every bit of his release before he pulled himself reluctantly out.
The back of the priest’s head rested on the door as he fought to regain some control over his lungs. No matter how often they did it, each time simply took his breath away. They were silent for a minute, still caught up in the heat of the moment.
When he had regained some control over his body, Sanzo looked down at his young lover. Seeing the reflection of the light in his eyes, the priest knew that their night was long from over. Feeling Goku’s fingers start to toy with his shaft again as he tried to stand up, Sanzo again felt himself begin to become aroused.
Muffled sounds of a conversation could be heard coming closer to the door, bringing the two lovers out of their heated universe. Muttering in annoyance and disappointment, he pulled his pants back up, grateful that it had been the only thing that they had “removed.” A second later, he heard the familiar sound of a scythe-like blade slicing, and the wood around the lock of the door, causing the obstruction to finally come free.
Gojyo was standing in the doorway with his shakujou in hand, eying the two skeptically. Leaning against his weapon lazily, his eyebrows rose as he saw Goku still kneeling on the ground, his hair still considerably messy. He was about to speak when a female voice interrupted him.
“Oh, thank you so much, Gojyo-san!” the whiney voice grated at their ears. “That door has been giving us problems for so long, and now my dad has to fix it! I think I’m going to go tell him right now!” She hugged the half-demon quickly and then ran out of the kitchen towards where the innkeeper lived.
Gojyo shuddered visibly when the girl had completely gone out of sight. “Why does someone that beautiful have to be that annoying?” As his two companions passed on their way back to their rooms, the redhead grinned lewdly.
“What are you two doing up so late?” he asked in a mockingly reproachful voice.
“I wanted to get a midnight snack,” Goku said quickly.
“Oh yeah, and what exactly did you eat?” he prodded. “Some sausage?”
The paper fan’s presence became known yet again to the world as Gojyo’s head smarted from Sanzo’s attack. From behind the priest, Goku stuck his tongue out and ran upstairs, knowing that the water sprite wouldn’t be able to get at him with Sanzo between them.
“Ow! Goddamn you, I only asked a question…”
“Shut up.” The hand with the fan fell to his side, but was still ready in case he had to use it again. “I’m going to bed now, if you’re done talking. We’re leaving early tomorrow morning.”
“Not with the monkey screwing you all night you won’t be,” he said under his breath. A second later he was dodging a bullet that had originally been aimed at his forehead.
“Hey! That could have hit me, you corrupt monk!” he protested as he ran up the stairs after them towards where the four of them were staying.
“Too bad it didn’t.” He went into the rented room that both he and Goku were sharing and shut the door.
Gojyo rolled his eyes and headed back to his own room. “Hentai houshi…”
::Fin::
Personal Notes: Ever get an image stuck in your head that you can't seem to get out? Well, that's how this story was. This is the first lemon I ever posted *anywhere* on the internet, although technically it is my second. My first one has never been posted.
This story used to be posted on ff.net under the penname "Shicho," (aka my other ff.net penname), but I was caught and the account was disabled.
Anyways, this fic pretty much wrote itself. I think Gojyo's comments at the end are my favorite part. <3