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Seduction of a monk owning all the personality of a rabid mountain cat. Something which I'll never fucking ever do again in a million years.
At this point I was willing to admit that my seduction had worked (Sanzo's cock, after all, had been in my hand and I hadn't found myself looking into the barrel of his gun), only he'd fucked it up and so I had been forced into the position of taking my attentions elsewhere. Namely to Hakkai.
Sanzo, I was beginning to console myself with the thought, was probably a lousy lay, anyway.
'Fuck this. Fuck you'

Gojyo patted his tender nose with the sheet, soaking the fabric with the blood dripping from his nostrils, 'I don't need this shit, you know. Not from a cock teasing, uptight, bitch of a monk, who yes, may be sexy as fuck, but so is Hakkai. And he appreciates me, he doesn't fight me, tooth and nail, when I try to fuck him. Why the hell did you start this shit, anyway, Sanzo, if it wasn't what you wanted? Forget it, forget I asked. I don't care why'

The kappa shoved his foot into his boot and straightened his spine, ending his rant. He seemed shocked, for a split second, that he was dressed. Gojyo's crimson gaze shot to where Sanzo (now) sat on the edge of the bed, his back to the half-breed and paused, his hand on the doorknob.

There were a dozen emotions fighting for dominance [within] Gojyo, at the moment, so he stood still, waiting to see which one would win the battle.

'Go'

At the monk's one.word command, rebellion won out.

'And if I decide that I don't wanna?'

The familiar click! notified Gojyo that Sanzo had recalled owning a gun.

'I'll kill you'

There was a minute filled with a strained silence.

/Then/. . .
. .the whisper of fabric hitting the floor, a metallic pull, a slight creak of wood, a muted moan.

The monk's head turned, sharply, 'What the fuck are yo-' his words came to a sudden halt.

Gojyo had discarded his shirt, opened his fly and now leaned against the door, his own cock [within] his hand.

Every objection, every outraged response, every insult fizzled upon the tip of Sanzo's tongue.
The blonde watched, mesmerized, as the kappa gripped the base of his thickness with one hand and spat in the palm of his other.

He fisted his cock, transferring the wetness onto his heated flesh, and slid it slowly up the remaining length. Gojyo gave the swollen tip a squeeze, twisted his wrist and brought his fist down, quickly, to meet the other. Againandagain he repeated this motion, until Sanzo came to the realization that he hadn't took a breath since turning his head.

When Gojyo gave the barest hint of a chuckle, the captivated priest rose his eyes to meet the heavy-lidded gaze (where the slightest hint of amusement danced across scarlet glass), belonging to the redhead.

'Who knew- Gojyo gasped as his palm shadow.grazed deliberate circles at the very tip of his cock, - that your gun turned me on' again, with the chuckle/gasp combo.

Sanzo reacted before he even became conscious of the will to move; jumping the bed and marching with a fierce expression upon his face, toward Gojyo, gun raised and aimed at the perverted half-demon's face.

The redhead didn't so much as blink (certainly, he didn't give pause to his self.kinking), not even when the bullet shattered the door, centimeters from his head.

The monk's free hand lifted and his palm covered the bullethole, his body leaned into Gojyo's and without a word, he traced his tongue over the kappa's mouth.
A shudder ran the length of Gojyo's body and Sanzo wasn't sure what caused the reaction: his mouth or the cold trace of his revolver along the hard and heated planes of the half-breed's body.

Sanzo pulled his head back and feral violet clashed with lust.filled scarlet. Their intense stare was (finally) broken when the monk lowered his gaze, taking in the sight of his reaching Gojyo's lower region with the gun.

'Move your hands away'

Gojyo complied the priest's command and when the cool steel slid along his hardened flesh, his cock gave a sweet lurch against the barrel.

'Stroke them together'

Kinky priest. I retract calling you uptight and prissy.
Gojyo (again) spit into his palms, entwined his fingers, thumb meeting thumb and slid his grip over (both) his cock and gun.

The mixture of sensations brought a deep.rooted groan from the kappa's chest and when Sanzo added his own hand, cupping the full weight of Gojyo's balls, it was everything the half-breed could do not to blow, that very instant.

The blonde's head leaned in again, teeth nipping at Gojyo's throat and when there was another /click!/, the redhead's body went as rigid as his cock.

'Don't stop'

Drawing in a ragged breath, Gojyo did as Sanzo commanded, his heart racing beneath his ribcage as his interlaced hands began to move, once again.

The priest's mouth moved to the redhead's and he parted Gojyo's lips with his tongue. The half-demon eagerly sucked Sanzo deeper into his own mouth and the blonde, in turn, swallowed the kappa's quick and deep breaths.

Sanzo put a sudden tilt to his hand and body, then Bang! bits of the plastered ceiling rained upon them.
Gojyo's body gave a great jerk, yet his hands didn't pause in their progress.

'/Fu.Ck/, Sanzo' the kappa groaned into the monk's mouth.

'I'm going to, Gojyo- Sanzo spoke, breaking from the redhead- fuck you'

A violet storm ripped into an emotion.heavy claret gaze.

Gojyo only nodded his agreement, lost to the dangerous lust Sanzo had created [within] his body.
Fuck it. I said that I'd prove I'm not a selfish lover, right?
The half-demon abruptly found himself pushed to the floor and nudged to his back. He barely had time to react, pulling his head away when the tip of Sanzo's gun came straight down, toward him. The steel hit wood, in the stead of and Bang! there was (now) a hole in the floorboard.

Gojyo turned his head, crimson strands tugging (being caught by the barrel's weight) and his cheek touched the cold steel.

'Oh fuck yes' the kappa hissed, staring up and at the monk (who was wearing an expression as hard and dangerous as his weapon).

'Pull down your pants'

As Gojyo moved to do Sanzo's bidding, the blonde traced the curve of the redhead's mouth with his revolver.
Licking lips gone dry, Gojyo tasted the bitter metallic flavor meshed with gunpowder.

The kappa kicked one boot off and slipped his leg free from his pant's leg; Sanzo, in turn, caught the same limb and hoisted it over his shoulder.
One deft movement and Sanzo's own throbbing cock was released from his pants.

Gojyo talked fast, feeling the pressure of the gun increase against his lips and knew, without a doubt, of Sanzo's intentions.

'Pant's pocket. Lube'

'Ch'

To Gojyo's relief, however, he felt the monk's impatient search of the pocket.

Using his thumb, Sanzo flipped the cap up and being unwilling to release his grip of the gun, he opted for squeezing a generous amount of the lube onto Gojyo's stomach.

'Hey! Th-' a sudden mouthful of Smith & Wesson and the kappa was silent.

Dropping the lube for a moment, Sanzo trailed fingers through the wetness upon Gojyo's abs and without preamble, slid his digits within the half-breed's body.

Gojyo instantly tensed at the invasion Relaxrelaxrelax. Hakkai said it's not so bad if you do that. however, Sanzo wasn't the most gentle or knowledgeable of partners and seeing the endeavor through wasn't the most easiest thing that Gojyo had ever done.

He grit his teeth around the barrel of the gun and it was only when (quite by accident, he was sure) the blonde's fingertips brushed his prostate, did Gojyo's muscles unclench. He groaned loudly, not with pain and Sanzo paused, gaze moving up.

'Like that?' with his voice a mix of curiosity and uncharacteristic tease, he pushed fingertip against the bump, once again.

Gojyo bucked his hips and was grateful when the monk slid the gun completely from his mouth, 'Yes!' he panted, taking in a lungful of air.

There was a sudden thump! as Sanzo dropped the gun to the floor, grabbed hold of the lube with his free hand and smothered his own dick with the cool gel.
With a precision of movement that the kappa didn't think Sanzo capable of, the monk removed his fingers from his, Gojyo's, tight hole and was entering, in the stead of, with his slick cock.

The push past the ring of muscle wasn't easy on the half-demon, however Gojyo knew that it would have been much worse, had Sanzo not taken the time to stretch him.

'Oh fuck'

Sanzo's body went completely still and Gojyo blinked past the shock of hearing the monk's gasp of pleasure to stare at the unexpected wash of bliss cross Sanzo's features.

'Didn't expect it to feel so damn good, eh?' the kappa couldn't help teasing his lover.

Eyelids snapped open and deep purple burned Gojyo to his soul. Sanzo pushed deeper into the redhead's body and Gojyo winced. Porcelain fingers closed around the half-breed's throat and the monk's mouth worked into a sneer.

'Shut up' the blonde growled brusquely as he withdrew his cock to the point of nearly being pushed out by Gojyo's clench of muscle before driving hard [within] the kappa's body, once again.

Gojyo could only grunt, as Sanzo's strong grasp was stealing his air, his voice, from him.

The monk seemed completely absorbed in the raw sensations of /fucking/; eyes fixed upon watching his own cock move within and without Gojyo's hole.

The kappa, himself, wasn't sure which was the more unpleasant of feelings; the single driving force of Sanzo into him or the lack of oxygen. His head was spinning and his ass was aching. Neither served to further his arousal.

The half-breed latched his hands onto Sanzo's forearm and he managed to pull the blonde's fingers from his throat. As Gojyo sucked in a deep lungful of air, he was irritated to see that Sanzo took notice of nothing else, save for his fucking of the redhead.

'Shit, Sanzo. Hang on a minute' he ground out, frustrated.

Gojyo locked long legs about Sanzo's waist and squeezed until the monk could no longer move his hips.

'What the fuck are you doing? Stop'

'Look, if I'm going to get fucked, it's going to be done right'

Sanzo narrowed his eyes, 'What are you blabbering about? Of course I'm doing it right' the monk paused as a sudden uncertain look passed his features.

Gojyo released the pressure of his thighs and took hold of Sanzo's hips, 'It's right, but it's. . /not/,' he started, taking care to not offend the monk.

The half-breed's fingertips dug into Sanzo's flesh, pulling the blonde deeper within his body and forced Sanzo's hips into a circular motion. The monk's eyelids fluttered closed and Gojyo moaned, himself, when the tip of Sanzo's cock brushed his sweet spot.

The kappa kept his hands on the priest's hips, angling them and controlling the leisurely retractions and slamming insertions until (both) were slick with sweat and teeth grinded, due to the bittersweet pleasure.

'This is- Sanzo released a rush of air betwixt clenched teeth when Gojyo reversed the motions, pushing his, Sanzo's, hips back, quickly and then pulled him, back, slo-o-o-o-owly inside- fucking. . .hell-' words died.

'Think you can take over? I've got to take care of something' crimson eyes fastened, meaningfully, upon his cock.

'Ch' Sanzo batted Gojyo's hands away and proved, once again, that he was a quick study.

The kappa fisted his own dick, pumping, in time, to Sanzo's newly acquired thrusting skills.

Damn, I'm a good teacher.

The moments ticked by, space filled with primal grunts and the slap of skin against skin.
When Sanzo shifted (again) into the motion of a man with a mission, Gojyo was too near his own release to argue. However, when the blonde pushed the kappa's hand away, Gojyo's lips parted with an objection. A protest that fizzled the instant Sanzo's hand replaced his own, upon the half-breed's cock.

Gojyo's shock was transformed into an abrupt white.hot rush of delectation at the feel of Sanzo spurting deep within; the kappa's blunt nails dug into the clenched muscles of the monk's ass and with a fierce groan, he spurted his load into the air.
Milked. He milked every fucking last ounce from my body.
Fucked. He fucked me with every fucking inch of his body.
I'm so very happy that I seduced that goddamned monk.