This is a little drabble I wrote way back when for
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“Sanzo.”

Goku held him back, a hand on his sleeve as the others started forward after the demon prince.

They’d thought they would have a few more hours, that they’d make for the castle, just visible through the trees, at dawn.  But then Kougaiji had shown up in the middle of their camp and that plan had been shot to hell.

Sanzo ( Read more... )

My Love is Like Blossoms

Snowflakes catch in Goku’s fluttering eyelashes and frost his brows.  The cold sneaks up on him, and he doesn’t notice it until he blinks a little forcefully.  A cuff to the head, courtesy of Gojyo, for “looking stupid” causes him to explode into righteous retaliation.  Laughter and anger alike shake the wet from his fringe ( Read more... )

I'm...reasonably sure I haven't already posted this.  About 90% sure. lol

I wrote this quite a while ago, but just now came across it in my writing folder!  (To relieve the inevitable confusion: Goku is raising Sanzo's reincarnation.)

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Sanzo at fifteen was a little bastard: he seemed to find genuine enjoyment in staying out past curfew and ( Read more... )

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It wasn’t hard to tell that it made Sanzo uncomfortable (self-conscious), but he allowed it, Goku guessed, because some part of himself Sanzo refused to admit to was as hungry as he was.

Every gasp, every moan bitten back, every twist of the priest’s spine and the twitching of his thighs told Goku what an averted gaze and unconvincingly ( Read more... )

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Sanzo hated the cold like he hated most things: with no particular malice, and for no particular reason other than the fact that it made his life more miserable than strictly necessary.

It was a good thing Goku put out body warmth like a space heater.  It was an even better thing that Goku slept like the dead.  The squirmy, occasionally snoring ( Read more... )

He didn’t say, “I’m hungry,” because really, he wasn’t.

He didn’t say, “Come find me,” because honestly, he wasn’t sure if there was ever anyone else.  Maybe he was the only one, and this was how it’d always been.

He didn’t say, “I’m lonely,” because he didn’t know it was any different from, “I am.”  At least until one day a bird fluttered ( Read more... )

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If this was supposed to be some sort of lesson against uncharitable post-sex stipulations, Sanzo wasn’t about to tell the monkey it wasn’t working.  Or it was, rather, but that was...  It...damn, what was he trying to say, again?

Goku’s toes crawled up the inside of his calf, Goku’s tongue drew a long stripe over the curve of his jaw, and ( Read more... )

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That hand reached for him and his first instinct was to lash out--no, they wanted to hurt him, they wanted to kill him, and he didn’t know how to react except to be viciousangryhurtterrified, don’tdon’tdon’tIwon’tletyou!--but he knew this touch.  He wasn’t afraid, and Goku wasn’t afraid, and it was warmth and sunlight and a voice murmured low in ( Read more... )

::whips off the mask of Zorro Anonymity:: It was I, Xpyne! who drew this bit of tawdry exhibitionism! lol, i did it for the Anonymous Kink Meme, but seeing as how it took me a whole week to draw--five people! and background!! i figured i could pimp it a bit. :3

Title: The Harem
Artist: Xpyne
Author: Solitaire (I commissioned her to write me a ( Read more... )