Author : lillypuff
Email: lilly_puff22 (at) yahoo (dot) com
Pairing : Gojyo x Hakkai
Rating : R (to be safe)
Warning(s) : sexuality, naughty language, fluff :D
Prompt: french-kiss, with lots of details between Gojyo and Hakkai. sex isn't necessary.
Summary : Sometimes a kiss is so much more…
Disclaimer : Sadly, Saiyuki does not belong to me. I wish it did =) Just having some fun. Don't sue me, I don't have any money anyway.
Random Notes: Oh god, the fluff lol Written for an Anonymous Saiyuki Kink Meme prompt. This one is probably one of the least kinky fics from the meme but I enjoyed writing it.
I have no idea what it is about Hakkai's kisses that make them so sweet, but Gods, I could die happy in a lip lock with that man. And fuck, sometimes it is like death and like dying because you know it will eventually end and even death would be better then having to pull away, because if you die like that then you truly are in heaven.
At his fiercest and most passionate he'll entwine his fingers in my hair and pull me close, quickly convincing me to part my lips so his tongue can dart in and out of my mouth, around my lips, against my teeth. My tongue is always more then happy to reciprocate the attention; to join the dance, to twist and lick and wrestle with Hakkai's equally talented tongue. I'd guess that by now we know the insides of each other's mouths like that back of our hands; every bump, every line.
Sometimes he will play rough, but not always. Sometimes he takes it into his own hands, pulling me away with his grip on my hair after he has pulled me in so close. And as he pulls away his tongue slides from my mouth and I can't help but whimper, because I never want him to pull away. But he does that so he can nibble at my lips and lick them and blow on them and, oh fuck, that is the most amazing feeling ever. He's not even in the room right now but just thinking about his warm breath falling against my lips is starting to make me hard.
While he's giving attention to my neck and shoulders my lips are quivering, wishing for his to return, wanting to feel his tongue against them again. He knows this, and sometimes he'll remove a hand from my hair and gently caress my lips with a finger and he continues to bite and kiss my neck, my shoulders, my chest. It's a substitute, something to lick and bite and suck on, but it's not fully enough. It's like giving a smoker a piece of gum when all he really wants is a damned cigarette. Trust me, I know.
Eventually he will return his lips to mine, he's as addicted as I am. He wants it just as much as I do. We are quick to allow our tongues to dance once more, twisting and turning and licking like junkies trying to feed an addiction. No matter how long it lasts, it's never long enough, and once again he is pulling away and planting his kisses down my neck and chest; on my nipples, my stomach, along the edge of my pants. God I want to pull him back up to my lips but I know where he is going now and I know what he is going to do as he unzips my pants and lets them fall to the floor. He takes my rock hard erection in his mouth, in another sort of kiss, one that make my tongue jealous even though the rest of my body hungers for it…
FUCK. Now I'm as hard as I am in my memories and Hakkai is still running about town getting supplies and trying to figure out where we are going. I'm resigned to sitting and waiting for him to return to our little inn room; and when he does I'm gonna back him straight into the nearest wall and kiss him and feel his tongue and taste his breath and feel his warmth.
It'll be like my own little taste of heaven, though sometimes I wonder if even heaven could be so sweet.
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