Title: Heart Of a Monkey King
Chapter: Seven
Author: Car Jack
Betas: ditch_gospel and
iapetusneume
Series,Characters/Pairing:
Saiyuki, Sanzo/Goku
Rating: Nothing graphic but
probably Not Work Safe
Status: WIP
Summary: Sanzo
explains sex between men.
Author's Notes:
Thank you for reading and please let me know what you think. ^_^
Disclaimer:
Saiyuki is owned by Minekura Kazuya
7-Lessons and Misconceptions
Gojyo and Goku spread the tent out over the cleared area of their campsite and
began pounding in the stakes in preparation of erecting it. As usual,
Sanzo wished that they had separate tents, or that at least he could
have his own tent – storage space and security in numbers be damned – but no
such luck. The nights they were outside, and had adequate space for a
tent, they all shared, even when there was enough room for more than one
tent. But whenever Sanzo complained that he needed some quiet time, at
least in the night, Hakkai always came back with Hakuryu having limited space
for storage while they traveled.
Huffing,
and denying that he was sulking over their current arrangements, Sanzo tried to
make himself comfortable on the large rock he was reclining on next to where
Hakkai was building the campfire. He lit a cigarette, smirking at Gojyo's
look of resentment toward him. The cockroach was likely pissed because he
wasn't helping with the camp. Enjoying the scowl covering Gojyo's face,
he allowed his smirk to grow before he looked away.
Directly
at Goku.
His
ward was pounding in a stake, his hand gripping the hammer and swinging it with
strokes sure and accurate, the muscles under his shirt and armor just hinted at
and working with the saru's actions. His eyes once again admired Goku's
hands, so strong and capable as they wielded the hammer. Not for the
first time, he found himself imagining those hands running over his body in
exploration, touching him in places he still felt some guilt about thinking of
him touching. And not for the first time since the last town, he marveled
at Goku's willingness to actually give him head.
And
oh, sweet Buddha, that had felt good. He'd known that that mouth was made
for sucking.
He
had to wrench his eyes away from Goku and made an attempt to get his mind on
something else before he ran the risk of his thoughts showing on his
face. His gaze settled on Hakkai, striking a flint to start the
fire. The man was as efficient as always, paying attention to the little
details to accomplish his task quickly. If any of his group were to catch
on to something going on between Goku and himself, he figured it would be
Hakkai. However – and his eyes wandered over to Gojyo – the kappa had
been giving him sidelong looks ever since they had left the last town.
Had Gojyo's perverted brain managed to actually figure anything out? The
sprite might be an idiot, but when it came to anything sexual, he was usually
all over it like flies on shit.
And
did he, Sanzo, actually think such a thing could be kept secret, with the group
of them traveling together? They practically lived in each other's
pockets; he knew it would come out eventually. A shudder ran through him
at the comments he knew Gojyo would throw his was when – and he knew it would
be 'when', not 'if' – it became known Sanzo was messing with Goku.
"Oi.
Gojyo. Aren't you done with your side yet?" Goku's voice broke
through Sanzo's speculation, drawing his gaze once more on the youth.
Goku was holding the poles used to erect the tent and staring at Gojyo pounding
in the last stake.
The
sprite replied with some scathing comment, causing Goku to drop the poles and
face off with him. Sanzo paid no attention to the words parried back and
forth between the two idiots as he was once again drawn into watching how Goku
moved. He admired his ward's wiry strength under his armor and
clothes. His life and energy. Watching him was like watching a
dance. Beautiful.
He
no longer thought Gojyo had sparked Goku's interest in sex, but when the pervy
kappa realized his ward was seeking instruction, would the redhead try moving
in on the youth's body? The thought made Sanzo frown and he fingered the
gun up his sleeve.
This
was nonsense. It might be a mistake to give in to his lusts and agree to
the saru's demands, but he also knew that he was as eager to teach what he knew
as Goku seemed eager to learn. But it was still just one more example of
his, Sanzo's, weaknesses. Disgusted with himself, Sanzo threw his
cigarette to the ground and crushed it under his sandal as he stood.
"You
two morons are irritating beyond imagination. I swear, if both of you
were twice as smart, you'd still be stupid." Having his say,
the monk stalked off into the trees, seeking someplace quiet where he could
center himself.
The
other three stared after him in surprise as he strode off and Goku called out,
"Sanzo? Sanzo, what's wrong?" and he scampered after his
priest. "Sanzo! Sanzo, wait!"
Hakkai
stood and watched Goku follow after Sanzo, at odds over whether it was safe for
them to go off on their own as there had been more recounts of youkai attacks
lately, when he felt Gojyo's arm drape over his shoulders.
"Hakkai,"
the redhead drawled in his ear. "I have gossip to share."
"Oh?"
Hakkai asked, turning his head to gaze at his friend, intrigued despite
himself. He looked into gleeful, crimson eyes. Gojyo had had
something that he was just dying to tell him, Hakkai had seen that since they'd
set out from the last town, but for some reason Gojyo seemed to want the
telling to be in private, and they hadn't had any privacy lately. Hakkai
guessed that whatever the gossip was, it had something to do with Sanzo or Goku
or both. He, himself, had noticed something odd with the other two and
had been wondering if something was going on with his friends.
The
morning that they were leaving the last town, Hakkai had entered the dining
hall of the inn they were staying in, concerned when he had found Goku's and
Sanzo's rooms empty. Surprised, he found the youth already sitting next
to Sanzo at a table, anxious for breakfast to be served.
Once
the food arrived, Goku ate it even faster than normal, then was practically
hustling the rest of them through door and into Jeep, declaring an eagerness to
be on the road. Even more surprising, Sanzo hadn't voiced a single
objection to Goku's antsy behavior. Gojyo had stayed quiet but had been
sending sidelong, smirking looks towards their blond leader. When he,
Hakkai, tried to ask what was with everyone, Goku then became very quiet,
mumbling a denial of anything wrong and Sanzo actually told Hakkai to mind his
own business. Gojyo had just smiled but his eyes promised an explanation
later.
An
explanation that was now, finally, coming.
Gojyo
continued to murmur in Hakkai's ear as if there were a danger of being
overheard. "Our Sanzo-sama is a dirty, little, peeping tom," he
whispered.
Shocked,
Hakkai pulled away. "Excuse me?" he asked, his tone voicing his
disbelief.
"That's
right! And to top it off, Goku caught him at it!"
Hakkai
could only gape at Gojyo, his mind stuttering at the information.
Gojyo's
eyes were dancing and he was practically bouncing on his feet.
"Yeah! Man, I've been going nuts all this time, just waiting for a
chance to tell you. That dirty, sexually repressed, little monk!"
"Gojyo!
How do you know this?"
"I
saw him! He was spying on me!" Quickly, Gojyo related
the previous nights events, his words coming faster the more exited he
got. Hakkai's shock quickly turned to mirth and he started to chuckle.
"Poor
Goku! They actually fell in the ditch?" The two men laughed
together as Hakkai gathered up the poles Goku had dropped and helped Gojyo
finish pitching the tent.
***
"Sanzo!
Come on, wait up!" Goku's voice carried in the wind and Sanzo
sighed, closing his eyes with a weary sense of resignation. But most of it
was from habit; he realized he really didn't much mind the saru following him.
"Aren't
you supposed to be pitching the tent with Gojyo?" he asked as Goku caught
up with him. "The kappa is likely to try duct taping those poles
together." Goku laughed at the comment as he fell into step with
him.
They
walked for several minutes in silence and Sanzo could almost let himself
believe that it was only the two of them traveling the lands on the different
tasks the Sanbutsushin had set for him, before this whole mission had taken
over his life. Things were so much simpler then.
Goku
began picking up branches and deadfall as they walked, and when Sanzo looked at
him, he shrugged. "I figured I might as well get some firewood while
we're out here, so I don't have to do it later."
The
monk grunted, mildly surprised that Goku would think ahead like that. But
then, the saru had been surprising him a lot lately. Another sign that
his ward was maturing – he even looked more mature as he strode with a
thoughtful expression on his face.
They
walked for another few minutes in silence until they came across a small
opening in the trees, next to a stream. Sanzo found a rock and sat down,
pulling out his pack of cigarettes and tapping a stick out. Goku rested
at his feet and settled his bundle on the ground next to him. The youth
stayed quiet at first and half of Sanzo's cigarette was gone before Goku
ventured a question. "You liked it, right? I did ok, when we
had sex?"
Sanzo
had been wondering how long it would be before Goku began asking questions
about sex, but for some reason he hadn't expected to be asked if he'd liked
it. "We haven't had sex, Goku." He huffed. Hadn't it been
obvious that he'd enjoyed it? He'd been hit with his orgasm with nearly
no warning!
"What
do you mean? We both got off," Goku objected.
"I
know we both got off. But just getting off doesn't mean we've had
sex."
Goku
thought about that. "But if that wasn't sex, then what was it?"
Sanzo
sighed and flicked away an ash. "Well, it was a form of sex,
but not sexual intercourse. What we did was oral sex and … um … a hand
job. But not intercourse."
"But
men can't have intercourse, so what does it matter?" Goku crossed
his legs, settling himself into a posture Sanzo recognized from when he'd seen
the boy taking lessons from Hakkai. "I know what intercourse means –
all out sex. Men don't have the right parts do that with each
other."
Sanzo
smiled and looked sidelong at the teen, curious about Goku's reaction to what
it was men did together during sex. "Men can too have intercourse,
it's just not like it is for a man and a woman. Well, they can do it,
too," he amended, "but with two men, there's only one way."
"What
way is that?"
"It's
anal sex, Goku."
"Anal
sex? What do you mean by that? Anal … that's ass, isn't it?
What does an ass have to do with sex?"
Sanzo
stayed quiet, waiting to see if Goku could figure it out on his own. Goku
kept his gaze on Sanzo and the priest could see the wheels turning behind
inquisitive, glowing eyes. The saru's face changed expressions as he
obviously turned over different possibilities. Finally, he blinked.
"Wait, you don't mean-?" Goku cut himself off, his eyes wide
and staring hard at his keeper. "How is that supposed to -?
There's no way-!" Then Goku stood and glared at Sanzo.
"You're pulling my leg, Sanzo! No fucking way that's how men have
sex!"
Sanzo
smirked and simply stared back at his charge, while inside he was wondering if
the prospect would make Goku change his mind about wanting to learn sex – at
least sex with men. The priest's face showed indifference, but his heart
and breath tried to suspend themselves as he waited. Goku's eyes grew
even wider and his hands reached around to protectively cover his own ass, as
if Sanzo was about to jump him right there, and the monk's heart sank.
But
then, Goku's eyes narrowed as he continued to process the information.
"You're not kidding me." Sanzo shook his head 'no'.
"Men really do do that with each other." Sanzo nodded in
agreement. "And, uh, it feels … good?" Full-blown
skepticism was plain on the youth's face.
"It
can," Sanzo answered. "If it's done right and the one receiving
had been prepared properly."
"Receiving,"
Goku mimicked. "You mean the one that's having a, um, …" Goku's
voice dwindled off in his question.
"…
a cock up his ass," Sanzo helpfully finished for him.
Goku
blinked. Then blinked again. "You're not really serious, are
you? I mean, there's no way people really do that, right?"
Sanzo again smirked. Goku frowned, thinking. "Then, how do you
… prepare them?"
Sanzo
took a slow draw from his cigarette before answering. "You use your
fingers."
"Your
fingers?"
"Hai.
The muscles need to be stretched first."
"You
actually put your fingers there? Isn't that … gross?"
Sanzo
stayed quiet for a bit on that one, not really knowing how to answer.
After all, when a person thought about it, it was. But when Goku
continued to wait for him, he just shrugged and muttered, "You, ah, wash
afterwards. When you're all done."
Goku
simply nodded at this, apparently accepting that washing was good. But
then, considering all the blood and gore all of them have had to wash off after
their battles, perhaps he shouldn't be surprised at that.
"Inside
a man," Sanzo continued, "is a spot that feels very good when
touched." Sanzo's eyes again traveled to Goku's fingers as he
stabbed out the butt of his cigarette on the rock and immediately tapped out
another, lighting it. He began to wonder if he was beginning to obsess on
the saru's hands, imagining them probing him. He inhaled and tried to
keep his thoughts on the verbal lesson he was giving.
"As
good as touching your … ah … dick? Cause that feels really good,"
Goku asked, his own eyes gazing at Sanzo and turning a touch molten.
"It
can, yes."
"What
about what I did to you? With my mouth. Did that feel good?"
"What
you did was a blowjob, Goku." Not used to talking about things that
he liked, Sanzo hedged.
"A
blowjob? Is that what I did? But then I did it wrong, I wasn't
blowing." The disappointment in Goku's voice had Sanzo almost
chocking on his cigarette. Apparently, the monkey didn't realize
how much he had liked it.
Snorting
out a burst of smoke, Sanzo almost chuckled. "You didn't do it
wrong. That's just what it's called."
"You
don't blow on it? But why would it be called that then?"
Settling back on the ground at Sanzo's feet, Goku looked up at his sun and now
teacher.
"I
don't know why it's called a blowjob, I didn't coin the term. But if it
makes you feel better, it's also called sucking cock."
"Oh."
Goku was silent for about a minute before he asked again, "But did you
like it?"
Sanzo
sighed, embarrassed at the question. Then he found himself nonplussed
about being embarrassed. "Yes, Goku. I liked it," he
finally grumbled to the youth.
Goku
sat straighter, smiling and holding his knees in his palms, proud. His
eyes grew an even deeper shade of gold.
Sanzo
realized that their talk was instigating feelings in both Goku and himself that
they really couldn't follow up with where they were, and he knew that he needed
to bring things to a close before he began to consider giving the youth a
demonstration, regardless. Right here, within yelling distance of the
camp.
Really
not a good idea.
"That's
enough for now, Saru. We need to get back to camp before the others start
looking for us." Goku tried objecting but Sanzo impatiently motioned
him to gather up his fallen branches and get a move on.
Goku
got to his feet and gathered up the firewood. Sanzo also stood, brushing
off and straightening his robes. But before Goku could start back to
camp, the priest reached out and stopped him, a hand on his shoulder.
"Sanzo?"
the youth inquired as he looked up.
Without
answering, Sanzo leaned forward and kissed him, a soft peck at first, before
sliding his tongue between Goku's lips as they parted in surprise. He
indulged himself in the kiss, somewhat in awe over a thing that used to repulse
him but no longer did when it was Goku he was kissing.
As
he pulled back, and again straightened his robes to give his hands something to
do rather than push his ward to the ground and indulge in things that were too
risky to indulge in so close to camp, in the daylight.
Goku
just stood staring at him, and Sanzo could hear the beginning of the boy's –
no, not boy's, but young man's - call in the back of his mind and he frowned,
shrugging his shoulders as he tried to shrug off the call. "It's
just a kiss, Saru. Don't get any ideas from it."
Goku
slowly smiled, his eyes bright as he continued to stare. "Yeah,
sure, Sanzo. Just a kiss."
The
call didn't lessen, but nor did it grow any louder, and Sanzo guessed he would
have to be content with that. He jerked his chin in the direction of
camp. "Get back to the others before they start to wonder what's
happened to us," he ordered, his voice gruff.
Goku
scampered off and Sanzo dropped his cigarette and crushed it out as he followed
at a slower pace.
***
Hakkai
traipsed through the undergrowth, seeking the stream to gather water, when he
caught a flash of color through the foliage. Pausing, he turned his head
and spotted Goku. He was just about to call out to him when movement
turned his eyes to see Sanzo. He paused, not wanting to interrupt a
conversation between the two.
He
saw Goku gathering up what must be some firewood and he smiled, thankful for
the boy's considerate foresight, as he knew they didn't have enough wood for
the night at camp.
But
then his eyes widened in shock as he saw Sanzo stop Goku, then lean forward and
kiss the boy. From where he stood, he could see that this was no innocent
kiss - as if Sanzo would ever bestow such a thing on his ward. Sanzo was
just not that kind of affectionate person.
Ever.
And
it was a kiss on the lips!
Even
after the two left, Hakkai continued to stand still. A minute or so
passed and his mind clicked, starting to whir at full speed, thinking of
possibilities. The only one to make sense was that the monk was feeling
so worked up about wanting to try sex, that he was turning to Goku to
experiment.
To
Goku!
Belatedly
turning to return to camp, he realized that he could no longer take any extra
time in finding Sanzo a brothel. They needed to get to a town.
And
fast.
-tbc