Odd Bedfellows
Author: lillypuff
LiveJournal: http://lillypuff.livejournal.com
Characters From: Saiyuki Gaiden
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Kenren x Goujun x Tenpou, Kenren x
Tenpou
Rating: PG-13
Written For: saiyuki_time
Warnings: more or less work safe, nothing graphic,
just post sex chit chat, a naughty word or two
Summary: Goujun is curious about Tenpou's post-sex
behavior. Can Kenren explain? No…but he tries anyway…
Disclaimer: Sadly, Saiyuki does not belong to me.
Notes:
Prompt - Post Coital, Time Taken - just a smidge over an hour. I have no
clue where this idea came from. If
it's not obvious, this is a 'first time' fic as far as the trio goes, but it
should be pretty obvious that 10k had been going on before this particular get
together.
"General?"
Kenren twitches at the use of his rank,
not wanting to wake from his half-sleep; usually he'd be allowed to drift off
into peaceful slumber when things were said and done.
"General?"
Kenren groans something unintelligible
as his brain tries to figure out why Tenpou is addressing him in such a
manner. He can't remember the last time
the man had addressed him by rank, outside of official duties at least. And as far as he could recall, Tenpou had
never used such a scratchy, growl-like voice before…
Kenren's eyes are open in a
flash. Oh yeah…
With a grunt and perhaps an excessive
display of effort Kenren flips onto his right side and takes in the sight of a
man that sure as hell isn't Tenpou, not by a long shot, though he doesn't
necessarily believe that is a bad
thing.
"I have a name you know," he
remarks casually as if speaking about the weather.
"Yes. What is your point General?"
Kenren sighs. Somewhere in the excitement of the night he'd
forgotten how difficult Goujun could be.
"My point, Goujun, is
that at the moment I'm not a general but just a man, sated and satisfied from a
good fuck. A man, mind you, that would
really like to fall asleep."
"Not one for pillow talk?"
Kenren snorts, "No. And I hadn't pegged you as the type either."
"I cannot say I am."
"Then why'd you wake me?"
"I am curious."
"About?"
"Tenpou…"
At that, Kenren rolls his eyes. Tenpou was Tenpou but he was merely the
General. Go figure. With a sigh, Kenren flips back to his
stomach to reach over the edge of the bed for his coat, or Tenpou's, which ever
is closer. Either would have the pack
of cigarettes he was looking for and he had a feeling he was going to need
them.
When he obtains his vice of choice
Kenren fishes a cigarette from the half crushed pack to the sound of a dragon
clearing his throat. The general arches
an eyebrow at his impromptu bedmate.
"Want one?" he asks,
grinning.
"Hardly," Goujun replies,
glaring rather hard. "I do hope
you aren't intending to smoke that in my
bed."
Shrugging Kenren peers at the nearest
drapery covered window in the dragon's bedroom, "I could sit at the window
but I get the feeling you'd rather not share the sight of me naked and in your bedroom with everyone and their uncle."
When Goujun frowns at the thought but
makes no further protest Kenren's grin grows and he reaches for an empty sake
bottle that sits on the nearby night stand, "I promise no ash in the bed."
When Goujun doesn't say no Kenren takes
his silence as permission and lights up, waiting for the dragon king to elaborate
on his earlier comment but instead the man merely glances over at his bathroom
door which is currently closed tight against the outside world.
Kenren rolls his eyes; apparently this
wasn't going to be easy.
"What's it that you're curious
about?" Kenren asks for his
curiosity is now piqued as well.
"Is this normal behavior?"
"Is what normal?" Kenren
replies; at the moment he can think of several things that could be considered
questionable as far as the normalcy scale went.
"The way he hides himself away
like that."
Oh right, that. He was so used to it that he hadn't really
noticed.
Kenren takes a deep drag on his
cigarette which he exhales slowly as he speaks "For him, yeah, I'd say it's pretty normal. In general post-coital practice though, no, I don't suppose it
is."
"What is he doing?"
"I dunno," Kenren replies
honestly with a shrug, "I'm usually well on my way to the land of nod by
now."
"And this odd behavior does not
bother you?"
Kenren laughs, smoke trickling out of
his mouth, "Tenpou is nothing but odd behavior…and no, it doesn't bother
me; not anymore."
"I see," Goujun replies
somberly.
"Look," Kenren begins as he
drops his spent cigarette into the sake bottle before setting it back on the
nightstand, "Tenpou is just being…Tenpou.
After sex I like to fall asleep, you
seem to like to talk, contrary to
what you say, and he likes to shut
himself up for a few minutes while he contemplates the meaning of life, or whatever. It'll drive you nuts if you let it get to you."
For a moment there is silence and
Kenren takes the opportunity to settle himself back into the very comfortable,
very large bed that he and the dragon occupy.
He lies closer to the dragon now; not close enough to be intrusive but
not far enough away to make his royal bedmate feel unwanted either and it is
not until his eyelids start the flutter that Kenren hears a slight chuckle from
the dragon.
"He is quiet different then any
of my wives have ever been," Goujun remarks.
"I can't say I'm surprised by
that," Kenren replies with a laugh of his own.
"I dare say I am like anyone's wife," a third voice
chimes in -- one which belongs to neither general nor dragon, "Besides, I'm
not the one who plays maid all the time."
Hearing that Kenren tries to bury
himself under the pile of blankets on the dragon's bed as the dragon himself
laughs quietly beside him.
"Perhaps Kenren will be kind
enough to clean my office one of these days," Goujun remarks and Kenren
isn't sure which bit he finds stranger -- the fact that dragon just addressed
him by name, or the fact that his office would ever be messy enough to warrant
his cleaning 'talents'.
From below the blankets Kenren snorts
as he feels Tenpou settle into the bed, "Only if you let me mess it up
first."
"Now that," Tenpou replies, "could
be a lot of fun."
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