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I had drawn Hakkai's assistance into my plan of seducing Sanzo. He didn't mind the small things that I asked him to do (at least I don't think he minded). Hakkai is, truly, a good friend. At any rate, I'm getting side.tracked; this isn't about Hakkai. Although, if I think about it, there is this one time; that same night, in fact, that I wrote in my dream journal,. . .

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'Feel good?'

'Nn, what? Oh, ooh, yes, yes it does'

'Tell me how good it feels'

'Gojyo! Unnh'

Gojyo leaned back and onto his heels and took hold of Hakkai's hips, tilting them upward as he drove himself deeper [within] the man's body.
He was rewarded with a [much] louder groan from the brunette.

'That's it. Moan for me, 'Kai'

'Go-Gojyo, ooh, by the gods! What are you trying to do?'

As the redhead fucked him with enough force to slam the headboard (loudly!) into the wall, Hakkai had to grit his teeth (until he thought they would crack) and clench the sheets (until his knuckles turned white) to keep from screaming with a mix of pain and pleasure.
This was something new and it wasn't so much as the vigor that Gojyo was using, but the fact of his wanting Hakkai to do anything other than muffle his cries of passion.

It was always an understanding (a consideration, really) that when Sanzo and Goku were within close enough proximities to be able to hear them having sex that the both of them would take extra care to not be heard.

This deliberation wasn't done because of any sort of embarrassment or shame (on their part); Gojyo and Hakkai, both knew that Sanzo was aware of their sexual relationship. The priest simply didn't want to witness it (and certainly not be placed into any position of having to explain fucking to one, Son Goku).
They had both respected Sanzo's wish, to this night.However, having Gojyo thrust into him just so and not doing anything to keep Hakkai from reacting loudly (never you mind about the bed thumping, forcibly, against the thin wall; the only barrier that separated their having sex from Sanzo and Goku's knowing about it) was completely confusing to Hakkai.

'Oh fuck! You are so tight'

Gojyo's enthusiastic observation caused the brunette to blush furiously and when Gojyo gave a sudden 'Whoop!', following that with a noisy smack to Hakkai's ass, the demon suddenly knew what this was about.

Sanzo. Of course.
And not that Hakkai minded that fact. Amused by, yes. Minded it? No.

Gojyo wanted Sanzo to hear; to have it [within] his mind, how pleasurable sex could be. And more importantly, how good Gojyo was at it.

Armed with this insight, Hakkai allowed a wicked smile to spread across his lips and when Gojyo pushed deeply into his body, once again, ending the thrust with a slow circle of his hips, the brunette didn't hold back his response.

'Gojyo! You are a fuck god!' he screamed, the profanity skipping over his tongue, strangely.

The kappa went utterly still, gazing with shocked crimson eyes, at Hakkai.

'What did you say?' he asked dumbly.

Hakkai smiled slyly at the sexy redhead, 'Isn't that what you wanted him to know?'

Gojyo had the decency to glow as scarlet as his hair, 'Was I that obvious about it?'

The brunette's laughter spilled over and he reached up to graze the half-breed's face with his fingers.

'Oh, Gojyo, so very overt that I'm ashamed of myself for not catching it, sooner'

'You're not angry about it?'

Hakkai gave his lover a rare genuine smile, 'Not at all'

'Would you mind if I called out Sanzo's name when I come?'

Again, Hakkai laughed.

'It's your funeral'

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The groans and the steady thumping of the headboard against the wall were enough to drive Sanzo to the verge of going on a shooting-spree. How the hell the monkey could sleep through so much goddamn racket was beyond his comprehension (although, not his gratitude).

He tossed. He turned. He covered his head with the pathetic excuse for a pillow. All to no benefit.

Goddamn them.

What the fuck were they playing at? Gojyo was so threadbare of brain.cells that Sanzo could understand his inconsideration. But Hakkai? Hakkai fucking knew better. Did the damn man think himself above Sanzo's wrath? If so, Hakkai had better gain a goddamned clue, if he didn't want to wake up dead.

'Gojyo! You are a fuck god!'

Sanzo's jaw went slack before the slightest (of what could only be termed a 'snicker') escaped his astounded lips.

He did not just fucking call Gojyo a fuck /god/.

The priest found himself straining his ears, only to discover silence at Hakkai's screamed proclamation.

What the hell are they doing now?

Sanzo scooted himself into a semi.upright position and placed his ear against the thin wall. He could make out hushed tones and nothing else.

What could they possibly be talking about?

Then just as quickly as the moaning had stopped, it started again. Goku chose that same moment to resume his deafening snoring. Sanzo threw his pillow at the boy, hitting him squarely in the face and shutting him up, instantly. The priest glared at the golden eyed saru for a full minute and once assured himself that Goku was (still) asleep, he turned his ear back to the wall.

Hakkai's drawn out sighs and Gojyo's perverted chuckles touched, muted, upon Sanzo's eardrum. He felt that same warmth that he'd experienced (when Gojyo had lit his smoke from his, Sanzo's, own) flutter through his stomach (again), as he listened to his companions fuck.

Sanzo turned his body and rested the back of his head against the wall. He couldn't believe (for a second) that he was eavesdropping (not that he could keep from it, honestly).

'Unh, Gojyo! Gods, Gojyo, you are incredible!'

Sanzo felt heat spread from his face to his toes.

Is he, really?

What was Gojyo doing to Hakkai that would cause the (usually) composed man to say such a thing?

Sanzo's flush deepened as images ran rampant through his mind.
There was something about this very moment, with the moon.light washing across Sanzo's bed and the night silent, save for the erotic sounds coming through the wall (separating one high priest from two men partaking in lustful acts) that gave the blond monk reason enough to excuse his curiosity.

The one sin that Sanzo had never allowed himself to commit.
The one sin that Sanzo thought himself above committing.
The one sin that could bring Sanzo closer to another human being.

And that was something he refused to do.

It had never been about the abstinence from /sex/.
It had (always) been about the abstinence from /closeness/.

A sudden loud moan from Hakkai(?) brought Sanzo from his thoughts.

Sanzo sank his teeth into his lower lip and his eyelashes fluttered against his cheeks.

'Sanzo-o-o'

Sanzo's eyes went wide and if possible, his body flushed hotter.
Gojyo's confident laughter floated through and the monk experienced an abrupt change of mood.

Without thinking (or thinking clearly for the first time in moments) Sanzo raised his fist and banged hard on the wall.

'If you two don't shut up this very second I'll have the greatest satisfaction of my life in putting bullet holes through both of your skulls!'

Sanzo held his breath, waiting. After a long minute, he relaxed, thinking those two morons had (finally) gained an ounce of sensibility about themselves.

And then; as if he were striving to keep from being heard (only had misjudged the strength of his voice), Gojyo's words drifted through the wall.

'If that uptight monk would give me the chance, I'd show him the greatest satisfaction of his life'

Sanzo seized his revolver and emptied its chamber into the wall, hoping with everything in him that he had, at the very least, scared that kappa's dick straight up his own perverted ass.

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I am a fuck god. Any questions?