Title: Heart Attack (Part 12 of Barely
Breathing) Chapter 6
Author: Befanini
Website: http://www.fanfiction.net/~befanini
Disclaimer: I wish. They're mine only in my
daydreams. XD
Rating: M
Summary: Sex alleviates tension. Love causes
it. LOL It's a vicious cycle… More SxGxS madness.
A/N: Damn it's been too long! I have a lot of things going on at the moment, but never fear, Sanzo and Gojyo are still very much in my waking and dreaming fantasies. XD It may just take a bit longer to update these days, so bear with me for a bit, okay!
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vi.
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Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear,
too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those
who love, time is eternity. Henry Van Dyke
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The tent flap opened, letting in
the cold night air. Sanzo squinted up with one eye at jean-clad mile-long legs,
and the monk grunted as Gojyo dropped to his knees and entered the tent as
silently as he could. The priest waited until Gojyo was inside his own sleeping
bag, before muttering darkly. "You sure took your time…"
"Did you
miss me?" Crimson eyes twinkled at Sanzo.
"'Ch."
The kappa
crossed his arms behind his head, and sighed contentedly, the picture of
relaxation.
Sanzo frowned,
already feeling the urge for another cigarette. "Enjoyed my last smoke,
did you?" he growled.
"Mmm…"
Even in the
gloom, the blond could make out the kappa licking his lips in satisfaction.
Gojyo turned his head, and the scarlet eyes shone with naughty invitation. "Wanna
taste?" he grinned.
"Baka!"
"Nothing
like a smoke after sex…"
Sanzo blinked.
The grin grew
wider, and red eyes shone into purple with unmistakable meaning.
Pale cheeks
flushed, as the image of Gojyo pleasuring himself came unbidden into Sanzo's
mind. He turned his back and jerked his sleeping bag over his head, but it didn't
drown out the kappa's soft chuckles.
"Bastard…"
Sanzo groaned, more frustrated than ever.
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Next morning, a nicotine-deprived, bad-tempered monk roused them
all when it was barely daylight, and threatened to shoot everyone if they were
not parked in the next town by lunchtime.
While the
others scattered to get ready, the priest stalked off in the direction of the
river, pale face looking like a thundercloud. Hakkai and Goku knew well enough
to leave the monk alone when he was sans his Marlboros, especially first thing
in the morning. But a certain gleeful redhead fancied that he knew exactly how
to make it better.
"All
right! I'm on water duty, right Hakkai?" Gojyo called cheerfully to the
healer, who was busy packing up.
"No way!
That means I have to collect firewood!" Goku howled.
"What are
you whining about? We're eating out of cans as usual," Gojyo retorted,
snatching up the water canteens. "You only have to gather enough wood to
boil that horrible monk's coffee."
"Exactly!"
Goku wailed. "Where am I supposed to find enough dry sticks after last
night's downpour!"
Exactly, Gojyo grinned to himself, stalking off quickly in the direction
of the river, and leaving poor Hakkai to deal with the monkey's grumbling.
"Can't
you just heat one lousy mug of water with your chi, Hakkai?" Goku begged.
"Yare
yare…" Hakkai sighed. "We all want something warm to drink. I
am not wasting my energy to boil water. I'm sure you can manage to find
an armful of dry kindling, Goku…"
"But that
will take me all morning! Sanzo'll be ready to murder us all by then!"
"Then you'd
best get started, ne?" Hakkai said patiently. "I'll help you after I
take down the tent."
"That
darn cockroach always leaves the dirty jobs to me!"
"Don't
forget, you're still working off the bet, after all."
"Wahhh!
Whose side are you on anyway, Hakkai?"
"Hakuryu's.
We both just want to make it to the next town before it starts raining again.
You know the poor fella is sensitive to cold and wet. I don't want him catching
sick." The green-eyed healer stared up worriedly at the sky. Please
hold off till we reach the next town! he beseeched the angry Heavens, where
the storm clouds roiled menacingly, threatening to drench them at will. The
next town with dry rooms, a shop for Marlboros, a bar, a restaurant (or three),
and a great big roaring fire for him and Hakuryu.
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Gojyo found the monk brushing his
teeth viciously.
"Easy
there, Sanzo, or you'll damage that sweet mouth I love so much," the
redhead admonished, quickly filling the canteens. He set them aside and stepped
up behind the monk.
Sanzo spat and
rinsed, and wiped off his mouth vigorously, ignoring the kappa.
Gojyo was
having none of that; and as he did the night before, he crossed his arms over
Sanzo's shoulders and pulled the resisting priest back into the curve of his
warm, lanky body. "'Morning, Beautiful," he murmured, nuzzling into
the blond's nape.
Sanzo
stiffened, and tried to break free. Gojyo held on stubbornly. "Let go,
you asshole!" Sanzo hissed. "I'm not a fucking masochist. Don't start
something that will only lead to pointless tor…ture…" he groaned. But it
was too late – he was already melting, weakening in Gojyo's firm,
insistent embrace; and shivering as warm, moist lips pressed greedy kisses up
the column of his throat and traced the curve of his jaw, seeking his parted
lips. One of the kappa's arms dropped to wrap around his narrow waist, while a
large tanned hand came up to turn his face to Gojyo's. Sanzo yielded
helplessly, breathing harshly.
"But it's
such delicious torture," Gojyo breathed, and then those sinfully
sensuous lips clamped hungrily over his mouth, and Sanzo groaned deeply, sharp
pleasure rippling through his spine. The golden head arched further back
against the kappa's broad shoulder as Gojyo deepened the kiss; and a slender
alabaster hand instinctively found its way up to tangle yearningly in fiery red
strands, while the other sought Gojyo's hand splayed against his waist and
twined possessively through the kappa's fingers.
"Nnn…"
Sanzo moaned, parting his lips wider, inviting Gojyo's hot, wet tongue to delve
even deeper into his mouth. He shuddered with pleasure as Gojyo complied, slick
velvet tongue entwining with his and setting his blood on fire.
They broke
apart the merest inch, harsh panting breaths filling each other's mouths.
Gojyo licked
his lips, red eyes burning into purple. "Mmm… minty…" he growled.
"Bak—uhn…!"
Sanzo groaned as Gojyo swiftly captured his lips again, allowing him no
reprieve. He gasped into Gojyo's mouth as the kappa dropped the hand cradling
his face down to his chest and began to tease his nipple through his shirt. The
other hand disentangled itself from his and reached down for his zipper.
Sanzo tore his
mouth away and gripped the hand reaching into his jeans. "No, Gojyo!"
he rasped, breathing hard. "You idiot, Hakkai—Goku—"
Gojyo bit his
earlobe and gently drew away the resisting hand. "Relax, Sanzo," he
breathed. "Trust me, angel. I would never hurt you that way," Gojyo
murmured, and swept his tongue inside Sanzo's ear. Sanzo shuddered, eyes
drifting shut. "We have time. Just relax and let me pleasure you…" he
pleaded huskily.
"Fuck--!"
Sanzo cursed helplessly, hand going back up to thread once more through crimson
hair and tug Gojyo's mouth back to his eager lips. "I trust you," he
gasped between kisses. "Do it," he growled, bucking against Gojyo's
hand. "I'm dying…"
Gojyo groaned
deeply and pulled back a little to gaze at Sanzo, and his lover's expression
took his breath away. The violet eyes were half-lidded and glazed with passion,
the normally pale ivory skin was flushed with desire for him, and those hard
lips were blood-red and swollen from his kisses. "Fuck, but you're
beautiful, Sanzo…" he groaned, bending down to fuse their mouths together,
at the same moment reaching in to grasp Sanzo in his hand.
Sanzo tore his
mouth away and threw his head back as Gojyo started to stroke him, and snaked
the other hand up inside his black top to pluck at his sensitive nipples. Gojyo
dropped his mouth and fastened it to the juncture between shoulder and neck and
nuzzled his flesh through the cloth, and the golden head strained against the
redhead's in tortured bliss.
"Uhnnn…
Aahh!"
The blond's
hips jerked helplessly as he rocked into Gojyo's hand, and Sanzo shuddered even
more as Gojyo low groans filled his ear, hot breath scorching his nape as the
kappa ground his own erection against him.
"This… is
exactly… what I pictured," Gojyo panted in his ear, the hand working him
speeding up mercilessly. "You, helpless in my arms…" the kappa
groaned. "What I… fantasized about… last night…" he gasped.
Sanzo
stiffened, purple eyes wide with shock, as the vision of his lover moaning out
his name while he came triggered his own explosive climax.
"Nnn!"
Sanzo moaned, teeth sinking hard into his lower lip, head falling back into
Gojyo's shoulder. The kappa bit down gently on his neck, and the blond arched
back against him with a sharp cry.
"Yes…"
Gojyo hissed in his ear, and Sanzo shuddered even more, as the release tore
through him in wave upon wave of intense, white-hot bliss.
He sagged
weakly back against Gojyo, who held him close, face still buried in the pale
throat. "You're so damn hot, baby," Gojyo breathed, ignoring his own
painful erection. "Feel better now?" he murmured, straightening, as
Sanzo stepped away to clean himself up.
"Aa,"
Sanzo replied softly, turning back to face Gojyo. "I think I'll survive to
the next town, at least," he murmured huskily, framing the kappa's face in
his hands and pulling Gojyo in for a soft, lingering kiss. He drew away to gaze
ardently into impish red. "Only just," he growled, the violet
eyes still blazing with desire.
Gojyo grinned.
"Me too." He deliberately bumped his hips against Sanzo. The priest
snorted mockingly.
Gojyo dropped
a quick kiss on the crimson chakra. "Love you, Sanzo," he whispered
reverently, and then he stooped to pick up the water canteens and hurried off,
with a parting wink. "This means we're quits, monk!" he yelled back
over his shoulder.
Sanzo stood
and stared quizzically at the retreating figure, and then the purple eyes
widened. Nothing like a good smoke after sex…
"Oi!"
the blond yelled, "No deal, baka! You still owe me two damn packs of
Marlboro!" he bellowed, reminded of his craving for nicotine.
But despite
appearances, the kappa did indeed work a miracle, since they made it to the
next town without anybody getting shot.
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XD Now that was a teaser. Gojyo's turn next…
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