Adolescences II
by: Abelle
"You do know,” Sanzo spoke in a low volume, not wanting to disturb the warm atmosphere, despite the cold continuous rain,” That this changes everything?” He felt arms encircle his neck, much to Sanzo’s surprise and relief, though he didn’t want to admit it to himself, and began to pull him down. By this time, Goku had already gained the knowledge on returning one’s kiss, and it was sweeter, slower and hinted at absolutely no hesitation. He pushed his tongue lightly against Sanzo’s mouth, sliding in smoothly when lips parted, allowing Goku to resume their heated kiss once more. Sanzo leaned back against the tree trunk, closing his eyes while receiving the magic that Goku’s tongue was working in him. No words were needed, after all. It was all there in Goku’s eyes, the burning desire that was causing the brightness in Goku’s magnificent golden eyes to shine, the definite challenge that he couldn’t mistook, as Sanzo stared in growing astonishment, and unmistakably, the trust.
Cho Hakkai had woken up somewhere at two in the morning, by the drowning sounds of the continuous heavy downpour that had partially soaked his sleeping bag. Hakkai had taken a walk under the rain, carefully making sure not to stir the snoring Gojyo and Hakuryu who was also sound asleep right beside him.
He hadn’t realized how far he had walked, really. He went right, left, straight, back, it didn’t register in his mind, for his mind was obviously occupied by something else. What can I say, he murmured to himself. He had earlier gone to search for his friends after both of them didn’t return that night. He had nearly given up until he saw a movement out of the corner of his eye. And so, he had gone to investigate it. Kicking a stone out of his way, he reminisced the scene he couldn’t believe he had witnessed with his very own eyes.
How in the name of everything that was holy and unholy were you supposed to react when you saw both of them trying to swallow each other’s lips?
Agile fingers lightly brushed against Goku’s stomach, its fingertips shooting sparks of electricity and tickles down his spine. Sanzo kissed his lips and the curve of his jaw, before pulling away and sitting upright. Goku mumbled in complaint, not really registering what he was saying. He yanked his top off and tossed it away where it mingled with the rain, and bent down to seal Goku’s lips with a kiss that promised much, much more, picking up where they left off earlier. The flame was ignited once more, possibly burning even more than previously at the knowledge of the whole night together. Sanzo wasn’t sure which was more alluring, an entire night of lovemaking, or the fact that Goku hasn’t muttered one word about his insatiable appetite.
The feel of cold wind swirled around Sanzo, shivering and releasing his arms from around Goku’s narrow waist and hugged himself instead. The headache earlier had settled down, and he pulled away from Goku, partially from the pain in his head and also from the lack of breath. The abrupt move brought both Sanzo and Goku back to reality, their hearings now registering the sound of howling winds and the raging pour of rain. Goku become self-conscious of his hands that were still on Sanzo’s shoulders, the slightest hint of crimson blush tinting his cheeks but he still did not move his trembling hands away. Goku boldly raised his golden eyes, and directly met smoldering blue eyes, the nearly overpowering connection bringing a state of awareness that hung between them. Goku’s chest tightened with dread, the fear of Sanzo refusing him once more, dismissing this unusual... extraordinary contact, that they were touching each other in a way they had never done before, the feelings that Goku had never experienced before being turned down before he even knew what they were... Goku finally looked away from Sanzo, the possibility of his feelings being revealed to Sanzo through the glassy windows of his eyes becoming nearly unbearable.
“Hey, Sanzo,” Goku drew his knees to his chest and buried his face shyly in his arms. “I’ve never felt like this before.” It didn’t matter that Sanzo responded or not; Goku knew he wanted to be with Sanzo forever. But the question was, what did Sanzo feel about him?
With a feeling born purely from instinct, Sanzo reached out with his long fingers, tilting the smooth chin that was Goku’s. He felt a slight flicker of amusement at the unmarked surprise Goku’s eyes now exposed. Neither gently nor harshly did he hold Goku’s chin between his fingers, as Goku looked at him in wonder. With only the slightest hint of hesitation, the priest leaned in closer, wary of the overwhelming mixture of lust and desire that he had felt raging in his blood only moments before that nearly threw his control in jeopardy. His eyes traveled down to where the nearly unnoticeable movement of quiver of Goku’s mouth was bared to him, and that reluctance was drove away once their lips touched. Sanzo bit Goku’s bottom lip softly, before using his tongue to urge the pair of lips to part.
His hands slid lower over Goku’s waist and hooked the waistband of his pants, tugging them down to his legs. His moving lips were now on Goku’s belly, feeling the young teen’s breathing becoming shallow and the tensing of his stomach, but there was no indication for Sanzo to stop. His lips suddenly moved from his abdomen and up to his lips instead, forcing Goku to part them open and allow his tongue to slip in. Sanzo’s hand trailed down leisurely and caressed the pale skin of Goku’s stomach, feeling fingers gripping his blond hair tightly.
Sanzo’s hand moved quickly down between Goku’s shaking legs, whilst his lips were still on his, feeling him and touching his length so thoroughly and intimately that Goku’s back shot slightly up from the ground he was laying on, as he cried his whimpers of both pleasure and pain into Sanzo’s warm mouth, his lips still held by the blonde’s. Goku’s arms flew around Sanzo’s neck tightly in a vain attempt to calm the raging ecstasy and desire racing in his veins, so tightly did he shut his eyes as Sanzo continued touching him where nobody had ever touched him before, the assaulting fingers working its enchantment on him. Goku sank back to the ground, as exhaustion finally claimed his body, the man on top of him continuing to fondle him in a remarkable skill that was born simply out of Sanzo’s desire to please and at the same time, possess him.
He murmured in complaint when he couldn’t feel Sanzo’s fingers anymore. Instead, he felt the fabric of his pants being pulled down to his ankles and then removed entirely from his legs, feeling the sudden rush of cold air on his bare legs. They shivered from the cold, but also from Sanzo’s scrutiny, his expression so unreadable that Goku’s eyes fluttered shut again, feeling his face turn warm and crimson. Feeling shameful, he instinctively tried to close his legs but his eyes flew open when a pair of hands held his legs in an unwavering grip, his golden eyes now meeting half-closed ones that flared purely of unguarded desire. Sanzo settled himself between his legs, head lowered down as his mouth brushed against Goku’s thighs, his tongue flicking out and slowly made a wet trail along his thigh teasingly, his ears picking up the exquisite unidentifiable sounds that Goku was making. His teeth scraped deliberately against a sensitive part of Goku’s flesh, before he finally flicked a tongue out and licked off the pre-cum on the head of Goku’s cock.
What was left of his control over his body fled, gasps of shock escaping from his parted mouth and the unsettling trembles of his body, his rigid back arched again, sure that his cries, no matter how hard he tried to muffle them, could be heard throughout the entire forest. His hands gripped clumps of hard soil on the ground, the dirt entering his fingernails as sweet tremors vibrated throughout his body. Sanzo’s mouth parted and took Goku’s entire length, savoring in the startled cry that escaped from Goku, feeling hands grabbing a handful of his hair and pulling it tightly. He swirled his tongue over the head of Goku’s cock, covered it with saliva before sucking it, swallowing down the saltiness of Goku’s arousal. Goku’s head swarmed with bright lights and dizzy flashes, his legs automatically shaking and thrashing around but Sanzo’s hand held them firmly, his mouth continuing to drive him to the maddening ecstasy Goku didn’t believe was possible.
Didn’t know I could feel this way.
Never in his wildest imagination could Goku believe that Sanzo had caused him to cease awareness of his existence. He had scoffed at Gojyo with one of his conquests, raised his eyebrows whenever he saw Hakkai giving the redhead wistful glances, and snickered over the women trying to get into Sanzo’s pants, but he was never told that experiences such as this could be incredible, as right now, pleasure and a feeling of light-headedness mingled together and invaded Goku’s head as he gave himself up to the unbelievably exquisite sensations of Sanzo’s mouth. Goku inhaled sharply, as he couldn’t take it any longer. He thrashed and squirmed, feeling the ripples of an incredible orgasm as his body shuddered around Sanzo, his cum flowing into Sanzo’s mouth as he parted his mouth and drank, swallowing every drop, relishing in the unique sweet taste that was Goku’s. Goku’s body gradually lessened its tremors, and Sanzo leaned over him again, pressing his lips against his in an attempt to calm Goku’s body from the gratifying sensations that his body was still reacting to. Goku shook with reply, his legs still trembling in reaction as he lay stunned and numb from the aftermath. His body suddenly felt heavy, as he sank easily to the ground and allowed Sanzo to rest his head on his belly.
Sanzo caressed the slightly trembling body under him, and lifted himself up, so that he was facing Goku. He lowered his head, gently brushed his mouth against Goku’s sweaty temple, before moving to other parts of his face, anywhere but the already swollen lips that yearned to be touched once more. Goku’s eyes shut once more in response, throwing his arms around Sanzo’s bare shoulders and moving his face towards Sanzo’s and kissed him, not roughly as they had done previously, but tenderly, which made Sanzo’s eyes flew open in surprise only to shut them again as he responded back equally with a passion that he never knew existed in him. Sanzo’s knuckles brushed against crimson cheekbones as lightly as they could be, before trailing down to Goku’s neck where a pulse throbbed under his fingers. He allowed Goku to pull away, to breathe, their lips only a millimeter apart as they looked at each other with half-closed eyelids, not really seeing each other but feeling.
They held each other in silence, listening to the sounds of rain pouring down onto the wet grass and soil, the noise filling the void space around them, no words were necessary to spoil the comfortable mood they were in. The rain had gradually lessened to a light drizzle somewhere along the way. Goku leaned his head hesitantly on Sanzo’s shoulder, not knowing if he wanted to stop or continue this enthralling sexual experience. His fingers drifted to Sanzo’s shoulder, marveling at how smooth and light his skin was, touching a freckle just below the collarbone and kissing it. His stomach tensed with butterflies as Sanzo didn’t make any movement, allowing him to touch, and feel. This was Sanzo he was touching, the man who had found various reasons to snap, and yell, throw things and hurl ridiculous words at him. He wanted to give Sanzo the same pleasure he had given him, wanted to make Sanzo feel the same thrilling sensations that were right now flowing inside him. Goku laughed silly to himself, when he discovered that kissing Sanzo under his jawbone could cause him to unintentionally twitch his right eyebrow.
Without warning, Sanzo got upright to his feet, and clasped his hands around the wrists of the startled boy, half-dragging him up from the ground. He began walking out of their shelter, with Goku firmly in tow. Into the light drizzle they walked, Goku clueless of what was going on inside Sanzo’s head until they stopped dead in front of the river. He glanced at it, and then back to Sanzo’s unreadable expression and quickly glanced back at it, not knowing what he was supposed to do now. He waited for Sanzo’s voice to speak silently, fighting down the ridiculous urge to cover his bare body with his hands. Sanzo had already seen all of him, anyway.
Sanzo fought back a smirk as he slowly walked behind Goku’s stilled form. Hands pushed themselves against Goku’s back, sending the boy sprawling ungracefully into the cold water with a tremendous screech. Sanzo took that moment to rid himself of his pants, and kicking it away before he stretched himself, momentarily calmed of the easing of the tension that he had felt earlier. He had never experienced those feelings before that drove everything away from his mind, and letting his body fully in control, and surrendering himself to the sexual tension that desperately needed to be relieved. Sanzo shook his head, as if to clear unwanted thoughts from his head, and dove in with a splash.
Goku swam quickly to the surface and filled his lungs rapidly with fresh air, coughing out the water that had filled his mouth and his nostrils, his eyes stinging. His body shivered greatly from the icy cold water, his limbs trembling as he hugged himself under the surface. He shook the water out of his head several times, before his eyes finally registered the absence of Sanzo’s presence. He placed both hands on the shore, and made an effort to haul himself out of the freezing river, his face twisting into a look of wary as he glanced around for the handsome corrupted priest. A hand wrapped itself securely around Goku’s ankle just as he was about to touch land, and swiftly yanked him back down to the river, the hard earth scraping Goku’s chin painfully before the water swallowed his noisy cries. Goku’s chest felt as if it was on fire when he struggled in vain to release his trapped ankle, opening his mouth and therefore, releasing more precious air bubbles. And then, just when he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, he felt himself being lifted up and into the cool air, causing him to gasp and wheeze loudly before his body was being pulled and lips crushed against his. Immediate relief replaced the outrage inside him, the desire sparked to life again by just that simple contact of their bodies. And suddenly, Goku moved his lips to the underside of Sanzo’s jawbone, kissing it and flicking a tongue at it, feeling Sanzo’s body twitch uncontrollably, and still Goku continued his teasing, making Sanzo eat his own medicine, as instinctive fingers caressed Sanzo’s chest and tugged a sensitive nipple. Hands gripped Goku’s arms, startling the boy, before his chin was lifted and lips were crushed in a deep kiss.
Underwater, hands moved down from Goku’s smooth back in a slow pace, to his rear end, gripping his buttocks and pushing it against Sanzo’s hips so that Goku would feel the bulging evidence of Sanzo’s desire. They nearly cried out loud at the contact, the intense pleasure of their flesh brushing against each other making Sanzo’s mouth part slightly to release a silent groan. Goku quickly wrapped his arms around Sanzo’s shoulders, his fingernails biting deep into them, in fear of his body losing support, without releasing his lips from their kiss, as they kissed for as long as their lungs allowed them to.
Sanzo laid Goku on his stomach under the soft wet grass, as he leaned over him and caressed his smooth back that was entirely bared to him. He leaned down silently, replacing his fingers with his tongue instead, licking the drips of water from the back of Goku’s shoulders and down to the middle of his back, sending sweet tingles up Goku’s spine. Sanzo continued his torturous moves, running a hand in the front of Goku’s torso and over at his aching desire between his legs before he reached for something in the robes that Goku had removed earlier. His fingers searched and wandered, digging into the sleeves and pockets of the robe before finally letting out a little smile of triumph, his fingers holding a tiny bottle of ointment Hakkai had lent him days earlier.
Goku forced his arms to stillness, after they shook too much in reaction to Sanzo’s little kisses along his back. He felt utterly vulnerable, a feeling that he had grown used to the entire night he was with Sanzo, and closed his eyes in utter bliss as Sanzo’s lips moved from his back to nibble on his ear, his knees twitching lightly in response. And then he felt it. The feeling of something sticky and thick invading inside him. His eyes flew open in shock, his body quivering as he turned to glance at Sanzo, Sanzo pressing his lips on the back of his neck in reassurance. He turned back and faced the ground, closing his eyes tightly as mild pain streaked inside him. His face burned, and flushed with redness, as Sanzo’s finger moved inside him painfully. Two sticky fingers now invaded him, stretching and loosening his opening with a considerable amount of pain that Goku could not keep from crying out, dimly aware of the sweet nothings that Sanzo was whispering into his ear. Invading fingers brushed against a spot inside of him that made his eyes flare open and exhale out loud, the pain slowly evolving into a feeling of something so pleasant that spread throughout Goku’s entire body. His pain diminished, and in place, was that same treasured feeling as Sanzo probed that mysterious spot continuously, mercilessly.
He felt the tip of Sanzo’s cock against his loosened opening, and Goku’s eyes widened abruptly at the caustic move. It would be just one move, one move, and there would be nothing that would stop Sanzo from claming him. His throat tightened in, something related to fear, and he twisted his neck to face Sanzo. Sanzo’s forehead was wrinkled, as he shut his eyes tightly, his lips pressed tight together in agony as his mind and his body fought together. His neck was strained, laced with mingled sweat and water, blond strands sticking to his forehead. The moonlight had illuminated his profile beautifully, causing Goku to breathe in sharply at the exquisite loveliness that the blonde had possessed. His fears vanished into thin air, and with a soft cry, he pushed himself backwards, taking in Sanzo’s entire length inside him, gasping out at the sensations.
Goku had never felt anything like it before, feeling Sanzo’s warmth inside him as Sanzo lost what was left of his control and plunged into him with a cry of wholeness, and he remained there frozen, trying to get his body to calm down and trying to get used to the warmth and tightness of Goku. He placed his arms on the sides of Goku’s head, took a deep breath, and began to thrust inside, slowly, and steadily, making sure that he would cause Goku no pain in anyway. Sanzo’s eyes were momentarily blinded by the pure and instant sensations his body was surrendering itself to, gritting his teeth as he fought to control his movements. He withdrew slightly, turning Goku around so they faced each other in the midst of the growing ambiance.
Goku’s vision blurred in lights as Sanzo finally entered him and sped up his pace, Goku’s earlier pain slowly becoming a fire that stirred in his belly, his features twisted in elation, the frantic beating of his heart and the waves of blood rushing swiftly to his ears blocking out any sound he might have heard, as Sanzo’s warm flesh filled him again and again. He cried out Sanzo’s name repeatedly, like a mantra, feeling his heart soar as he and Sanzo merged as one. Over and over, he rammed into Goku’s prostrate, his pleasurable spot, driven wild by the ecstasy, unaware that he was probably causing Goku pain, but they were beyond caring, as together, they shared this moment of unforgettable heaven. He buried his face on Goku’s shoulder, feeling Goku’s legs being wrapped around his waist as they made love. His body couldn’t take it anymore, he could feel it, but he managed to get his body under control to savor this feeling for just a while longer. Goku pulled Sanzo to him and kissed him, his hand being clasped by Sanzo’s as their body joined. He felt an added pressure to his wrist, and his eyes fluttered open, trying to focus themselves to the sight. Sanzo’s eyes locked on to him with an intensity that rivaled his own, his eyes meeting blue ones.
Goku wished the moment would last forever.
Another fresh kind of heat born from Goku’s belly spread throughout his body, and through his roaring head, he knew he couldn’t last any longer. His body shook greatly, his hand squeezing the long fingers that were entwined with his tightly, as they drowned in the waves of their mind reeling orgasm. Sanzo could feel the tightening of the inner muscles that trapped his cock, as he spilled white hot liquid into Goku, their visions blinded by white light, their bodies damp and covered with their sweat. Limply Sanzo collapsed on him, spent and drowsy, his body warm beyond imagination. Goku wrapped his arms lightly around the heavily breathing blonde, as he panted and gasped against Sanzo’s bare torso for breath, as both their bodies shook in response, the sleepy haze descending on both of them as they laid on each other under the light drizzle, under the dark night.
The first signs of the morning sun rose, the sky becoming a little bluer, the noisy birds casting their glances on the two figures sleeping soundly next to a soothing river as they chirped loudly, awakening one of them into a particularly tired state. His eyelids fluttered open, trying to get used to the sight of the surroundings around him and the sound of annoyingly chirping birds. Goku half sat up, feeling the muscles in his legs cramp. The rain had stopped somewhere in the middle of the night, the soil absorbing the rainwater that made Goku’s legs filthy from moving on it too much. He felt sore from behind, and through sleepy eyes, he glanced down and found a blond head resting on his lap, a slender hand resting on Goku’s knees. For a moment, Goku stared down at his lap, not knowing what had happened until he recalled what had happened last night. His heart soared, his fingers trembling with love as they brushed dry blond strands out of Sanzo’s sleeping, peaceful face.
Goku carefully got up, not wanting to stir Sanzo from his sleep as he had no idea how he was supposed to react towards him. He grabbed hold of his discarded clothing, long ago dirty and still wet, but he slipped it on anyway, his body feeling battered and sore from the aftermath. Walking towards the river to clean himself up, he blushed when he caught signs of little red bruises all over his body, and blushed harder when he found white fluid on his messy hair. He sat down and hugged himself, knowing that somewhere during the night, he had already fallen for Sanzo. Goku couldn’t say the same thing about Sanzo though. Probably to him, this was just some way to relieve his sexual frustrations, and Goku would rather be deceived than to actually hear the words from Sanzo’s mouth. Last night was special. Probably the most special night of Goku’s entire life...
“I love Sanzo,” he whispered to himself with growing certainty, golden eyes growing round in amazement. He buried his face in his hands, knowing that Sanzo, would never return his feelings but...
A hand slipped under Goku’s chin and turned his startled face towards the right, where his lips were captured in a kiss. He closed his eyes. Goku didn’t object, as he responded back automatically, knowing that this would probably be the last moment they would share together. They made love slowly for the final time, not wanting to rush what was left of their precious moments together, as they took the time to feel and explore each other’s bodies. Sanzo marveled at Goku’s glorious body, and smiled to himself as he caught sight of the many tiny red bites that his mouth had created on that body. When he finally entered him, he was careful not to take everything as quickly as he had previously, instead taking his time and fully enjoy the feel of Goku’s body that locked perfectly with his, the force of his body pushing Goku’s body harder into the grass, his hands and lips causing fire on every inch of skin they touched and kissed. The end was just as gratifying as before, maybe even more so. Goku grabbed hold of a hand, and slipped his fingers easily through it, holding them up into the air as he admired the joining. He turned to Sanzo, and just stared at him, sinking himself into the comfortable silence. Once more, his breath caught, at how he had came to fall in love with the beautiful blonde, the slender curve of Sanzo’s jaw even sending a small tingle up Goku’s spine.
They dressed silently when the sun finally rose, and then they stood in front of each other. Goku shook his head and swallowed before walking boldly to Sanzo and wrapped his arms around slender shoulders, tightening them when he heard the familiar voices of both Hakkai and Gojyo drifting towards his way. It was ironic how it had taken the two all night just to find both of them...
“Sanzo,” he murmured in despair, his head bowed down as he hugged the priest to his body. What could he possibly say, that would clearly describe the agonizing heaviness that had clamped down his shoulders, that he couldn’t bear to be apart from Sanzo anymore? He buried his face into Sanzo’s clothes, inhaling his pleasant scent.
He felt his face being lifted up, exposing his anxious golden eyes, as he stared into blue orbs that belonged to Sanzo’s. Sanzo’s face lowered, and Goku instinctively closed his eyes as if preparing for a kiss, but when he felt Sanzo’s forehead against his own, his eyes popped open, startled when he saw a face he had came to love so close to his own. They gazed searchingly at each other, drowning in the pools of their eyes, and they stayed unmoving in that position for a long moment before moving away from each other in a suitable distance in silence, walking back and joined the rest of their friends.
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