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2:44 a.m. one shot: Meeting Koumyo
My first one shot since the original fiction was written. If you haven't read the original then this fic might not make sense. Hope you like it, this is an insight into Sanzo's troubles with his father.
It was early in the morning as the brunette folded clothing on the couch. He hummed to himself as he folded a pair of pants and set them on top of the pile. He heard a curse come from the bathroom, and he turned his head to watch as a redheaded detective stepped out pulling on his shoes. He hastily straightened his tie and tried to control his unruly hair.
"Shit! Where did I leave my badge?" He said mostly to himself. The brunette smiled and pointed at the end stand. Noticing him, the red head smiled and quickly walked over.
"Thanks!" He said in a quick rush. The other quickly ran to the kitchen, grabbing a traveling mug and filling it with fresh coffee.
Cho Hakkai smiled as he watched his lover Sha Gojyo run around like a mad man. Humming to himself again, he folded some laundry and set them in their respected piles. He looked down at the three piles he had and recalled the last few months. The two detectives had finally settled in, and now it felt just like home. Looking to the window, the first rays of the morning sun began to peek over the tall buildings and made the glass shine. The apartment slowly filled with warmth as he stood there in the living room. Since the move, the place seemed more filled, but they definitely didn't lack the room for it. The spare room had been turned into a storage room, and anything else went to a facility. He took in a breath as he watched his red-haired lover finish making his coffee.
Seven months . . .
It had been a long seven months since the Rainy Day case had been closed. Seven months since Hakkai's life changed forever. Finding out his past, finding out who hurt Kanan, going after Homura, all of it at present seemed like a messed up memory. Life had turned ordinary for him now, well as normal one could get when you had two lovers living with you. Along the way of just being a simple evidence clerk, the two detectives wormed their way into his life. It was a slow process of seduction, but in the end and a few drinks later, he had ended up in bed with Gojyo and then eventually in the shower with Sanzo . . .
Recalling and looking back on the past and how lack of sexual he was, it made him feel embarrassed. Now it all seemed natural to him, a side of himself; he thought he could never share with other people. Since his life had calmed, his job seemed normal, and he moved onto other cases. Gojyo and Sanzo now worked regularly and had made the precinct where Hakkai worked their permanent home. Kougaiji called once in a while, still working from his promotion and taking care of his sister Lirin.
It all seemed so normal now, the way they acted. The only reminder Hakkai had at the moment was the long and still slightly red-scar that adorned his stomach.
He sat down the shirt he had into another pile. Moving some hair behind his ear, he frowned.
Him almost dying made Gojyo and Sanzo keep on their toes around him. The recovery was hard and Hakkai still had trouble moving or bending over. Homura had aimed to kill, and in a way he almost succeeded, but Kanan had reminded him never to give up, and he thanked her every day for reuniting him with the two men, he loved the most.
He snapped from his thoughts as Gojyo went to the rack for his coat. Setting down the socks he had, he walked over to help Gojyo straighten his jacket and hair. He admired to himself how decent the other detective looked. With his tan skin, the cream-colored shirt looked pleasant with his pants and dress shoes. One of Hakkai's ties hung around his neck as he shrugged on his trench coat. Walking over, the brunette felt his heart race at how good his lover looked and how well he filled out his shirt.
"Do you have everything?" He asked the red-haired man. Sha Gojyo, thought hard as he shrugged on his jacket.
"Yeah I think so . . . " He answered, looking around. Hakkai reached up and tucked the collar of his coat down and smoothed it.
"Your folder?" Hakkai asked him. Gojyo reached back and untucked his hair from the back of the coat, letting it flow freely.
"Yup, in Sanzo's car," He answered with a smirk.
"Gun?" Hakkai asked him with a raised eyebrow.
"Yup."
"Sunglasses?"
"In my pocket."
"Wallet?"
"Yea—No . . . " Gojyo's face dropped as he touched all of his pockets.
Hakkai smiled warmly as he picked it out of one of Gojyo's other coats on the rack. He tucked it into Gojyo's side pocket as the red head reached for his keys. He noticed the man's nervous gestures and smiled reassuringly.
"Relax, you'll be fine," Hakkai said, green eyes soft. The red head shrugged and reached up to run his fingers through his hair.
"Fuck, another year down the toilet. Why now?" The red head whined. Hakkai shook his head as he smoothed down Gojyo's tie.
"You get evaluated every year. It's only a repetitive meeting, just tell them your progress, and you'll be fine," The brunette laughed. Gojyo smirked a moment later as he felt Hakkai's hands stroke his chest near the tie.
"You know . . . You're excellent at persuasion. I never would have imagined myself being able to look decent in a monkey suit," He said. Hakkai tugged on the tie for good measure with a smirk of his own.
"Don't lose this one, it's my favorite," The brunette asked of him. Gojyo flashed him one of his famous smirks as he wrapped his arms around Hakkai's middle and pressed him flush in his body. Hakkai blushed slightly as Gojyo's face leaned down and the man's stomach muscles rippled against his own stomach. Gojyo's body was a mass of muscle and lean flesh, and Hakkai felt every bit of it against him, even through the clothing.
"Maybe later you can play with me only wearing the tie," He murmured lowly, a certain twinkle entering his eyes. Hakkai settled his hands-on Gojyo's chest as he tilted up his chin, some of his hair, falling out from behind his ears to frame his face. Gojyo's red eyes were intense as they stared his own down. Molten lava was all he could think of every time he was caught in that gaze.
"We'll see. It depends on how Sanzo feels tonight," He reminded with an appointed look. Gojyo made a noise of acknowledgment as he leaned in and kissed Hakkai softly on the lips. It was a light touching of flesh, but it still sent sparks through the brunette. Gojyo's lips slipped from his mouth and gently traveled down the side of his jaw.
"Explains why he has been so grouchy lately," He murmured, still giving Hakkai small pecks. Hakkai kissed him back as he spoke, feeling comfortable with the warmness of the kisses.
"His fever broke last night. He just needs to sleep it off," Hakkai answered. With one endmost lingering kiss, Gojyo pulled back and gently released the brunette, running his hands along Hakkai's arms as he pulled backward.
"Take care of that hard ass. This might be the only time you see him looking utterly pathetic," He smiled playfully. Hakkai slapped Gojyo's shoulder, and the red head cringed with a laugh.
"I'll be home all day. I'll keep him in bed if I have to," the brunette promised. Gojyo sighed as he walked for the door.
"That lucky bastard," He said under his breath. Hakkai watched him leave with a wave of his hand.
"Good luck!" He called after his lover. Gojyo winked at him one last time before closing the door behind him with a soft click. Hakkai knew though that the red head was also worried about their blond-haired lover. He had been sick now for over a week. Though he guessed it was imminent, the detectives had been out in the field a week ago in a downpour, and Sanzo had spent most of it outside. When he and Gojyo had returned, the blond had been red in the face from a fever and Hakkai immediately sent him to bed with some cold medicine. Unfortunately, as the days progressed, his fever only continued along with a cough and runny nose. Now it had gone down considerably, and the blond finally succumbed to sleep after a late night of coughing. Hakkai suddenly understood how it felt when a mother stayed up all night with their sick child.
He stopped mid step, when he noticed something. Looking at the end stand, Hakkai sighed . . .
Gojyo forgot his travel mug of coffee . . .
He is probably in the car by now.
Shaking his head, he picked up the mug and walked to the kitchen and set it on the counter.
Walking back to the couch, Hakkai picked up the load of laundry and quietly entered their shared bedroom. His eyes sought through the darkness and spied the blond still asleep in the middle of the bed. He was curled up on his side, which was an unusual position for him to sleep in. Walking to the dresser, he opened the sock drawer and put away the laundry. Since the other two had moved in, Hakkai's closet had finally been filled with clothing, not owning much himself, everything had a space. Clothing hung from hangers near the curtains and folded pants occupied the dresser tops.
The place had certainly looked like they lived in a bachelor's den. However, Hakkai, being his usual self, kept things clean and organized, lest it looked like Gojyo's old apartment. The only thing he still had trouble with was keeping the cigarette smell out of the fabric. The entire apartment took on a shift. More books lined the shelves; magazines occupied the coffee table, more pillows had been added to the bed, and finally, Hakkai could say he had enough towels in the bathroom to supply a small gym. Not to mention, his kitchen cabinets overflowed with Sanzo's surprising amount of bake ware and plates.
Putting the clothes away, he cautiously walked over to the fair-haired who appeared asleep. Reaching out, he carefully felt for the golden haired's forehead that was barely peeking out of the orange blanket he had buried his face into. The skin still felt warm, but considerably cooler than the past few days. Making a noise, Sanzo peeked one eye open to see who had touched him. Hakkai smiled in apology as he took back his hand.
"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" He asked, moving some hair behind his ear.
Sanzo's violet eyes scanned the room until it rested on the bed, looking for its two other occupants. His blond hair was every-which way, though looking as normal as when he was up walking around. His face was still slightly pink against his creamy complexion but otherwise seemed to be doing better. Like the first-time Hakkai had seen him; a strong jaw lined up to sharp cheekbones and an almost permanent scowl remained firm on his face. His brow remained crunched as he sat up a bit from the bed and let the blankets fall to his lap. Having been feverish, Sanzo has slept only in his boxers lately.
"No, I was up when the moron got up," Was his sleepy reply. Bringing up both hands, he nearly crushed his palms against his eyes in an attempt at smothering his fever. Hakkai smiled in pity as he ran his cool fingers through Sanzo's unruly hair.
"Are you feeling any better?" He asked his blond lover. Sanzo took in a deep breath as he set his hands on his lap and looked at Hakkai with semi blood shot eyes.
"Better than Gojyo. My ass isn't getting evaluated today. His record is a mess," The blond sighed, scratching his scalp.
As Hakkai observed the other, he couldn't help but admire Sanzo's body even in sickness. Often like Gojyo, field work shaped him nicely and some trips to the gym hadn't hurt much either. Not quite as developed as Gojyo's six pack, Sanzo was well on his way too at least beating Gojyo in muscle mass, long before he beat the red head with his height. Realizing he had been staring, Hakkai smiled sheepishly for having such thoughts while the blond was feeling sick. Sanzo watched him almost seeming bored, but Hakkai knew his facial expressions by now and saw it more as curiosity.
"I'll go make you some broth. You haven't been eating much lately," The brunette said, starting to rise. Before he could move farther, Sanzo reached up and snatched his wrist. His eyes had taken on a darker shade and for a moment, Hakkai thought something was wrong.
"S-Sanzo?" he asked the other. Without responding, Sanzo tugged him by the arm down onto the bed. Quickly flipping them, Sanzo put himself on top of the slightly startled brunette. The covers were thrown to the side as the blond crawled completely on top of him and stared down at him with narrowed eyes.
"You and Gojyo did it in the shower three days ago," The blond suddenly mentioned. Hakkai felt his cheeks heat up as he bashfully looked to the side.
"H-He just walked in on me. That, and you were in bed resting . . . I didn't want to be rude," The brunette shrugged.
"Exactly. I could hear you both the whole time. Do you have any idea how sexually frustrated I am right now? Being sick, stuck in this bed . . . And then turned on?" He asked with narrowed eyes again.
Hakkai could only look up at the other in a nervous smile. Since Sanzo's sickness, Gojyo really had been taking advantage of the situation. With Sanzo confined to the bedroom, Gojyo needed to take out his sexual playfulness on Hakkai regularly in the most inappropriate places. They had only been watching TV on the couch just yesterday, and the red head had felt the need to feel him up a little. Though the shower sex three days ago was good, he had a feeling Sanzo had heard everything, much to his embarrassment. Though really Sanzo had no room to talk, he and Gojyo often involved themselves on his couch while he worked late or needed to do some grocery shopping by himself. And it usually always happened after the two had argued about something simple or trivial. They really had no control over themselves after they were done arguing.
"I-I apologize but really Sanzo. Aren't you being a little hypocritical? " The brunette said. Sanzo shook his head and leaned his face closer to his brunette.
"Those times were different. I know Gojyo is doing this specifically to piss me off, and it worked."
Without any warning, Sanzo leaned down and kissed him thoroughly. Hakkai's thoughts were interrupted at the intensity of the kiss. He couldn't help but moan helplessly as Sanzo leaned up a bit and straddled him. He leaned his full body weight on top of him, and Hakkai brought his arms up to bury his hands in soft blond hair. The kiss grew deeper as a tongue probed his lips and demanded entrance. Hands wasted no time going up the sides of Hakkai's shirt to run along his rib cage. Hakkai squirmed at the ticklish sensation as he pressed his body into Sanzo's warm one. In the back of his mind, he knew they shouldn't be doing this; Sanzo was still sick.
"Sanzo, should we be doing this?" Hakkai asked between kisses. Sanzo ignored him as he traced the side of Hakkai face, his lips lingering at the juncture between shoulder and collarbone. Hakkai gasped as Sanzo bit down and a shot of pleasure traveled straight down to his groin.
"This is what you get when both of you dick heads tease me for a week," he husked into the brunette's skin.
Hakkai lost further thought as he felt those fingers go up his chest to tweak his hardening nipples. He moaned through clenched teeth as Sanzo's lips caught his again and the blond started to work at his top. Buttons were undone and Hakkai no longer cared that the fair-haired was ill. If Sanzo believed he was okay, then he was okay.
He wrapped his arms around Sanzo's back as the kisses grew deeper and wider. Feeling himself harden, Hakkai couldn't help but rub himself against Sanzo's stomach. The blond in turn growled and easily grabbed the edges of his pajama pants and pulled them swiftly off. Hakkai was exposed to the open air as he felt a chill go down his spine. Hands continued to move over his stomach and onto the tops of his thighs. Sanzo released his lips and traced his mouth down past the brunette's chest and over his stomach. Stopping there, Sanzo breathed a gust of hot air across Hakkai's scar. Briefly sitting up, Hakkai felt no embarrassment as the blond traced his tongue down the indent. A few months ago, Hakkai was very self-conscious about the scar. He feared it would cause problems in bed but knew it was just in his mind.
Sure enough, the first time they had been intimate since his hospitalization, they thoroughly proved the scar would be no problem. The days after Goku had returned to school after helping the detectives move in; they took full advantage of the vacation time and recovery necessities. Gojyo indeed played nursemaid, to an unnecessary level. Hakkai would've protested, but the whole process felt absolutely wonderful during his much-needed "bed rest"as they put it. Long nights of late passionate sex among the three were not wasted on those vacation days. Just the thoughts of those days made Hakkai's lust spike as he felt Sanzo's mouth near his now full erection.
As he looked down at his abdomen, Sanzo looked back up at him with sharp purple eyes. Feeling himself flush Hakkai carefully spread his legs a little more into a comfortable position. Sanzo grabbed the base of his erection as he licked from the root to tip. The action caused Hakkai to gasp and tilt his hips upwards toward that mouth. He clenched his teeth as he felt Sanzo swallow the head and suck on it.
"S-Sanzo!"
The golden haired moaned around the head of his erection and without hesitation engulfed it in one heated clamp. Not wasting time, the blond moved up and down on him as Hakkai felt his stomach muscles jump and his thighs twitch at every downward suction. Hakkai buried his hands into Sanzo's blond locks as he felt the head move on him. His stomach jumped as his abdomen grew warm. The scar on his stomach started aching from his impending orgasm. Not understanding how the two were connected, Hakkai always felt the sensation deep in the indent in his stomach ripple and tingle every time he was about to reach orgasm.
Wordlessly, Hakkai closed his eyes as he felt Sanzo spread his legs a little wider as he fully went down on him. The heat was too much and after a few minutes, Hakkai threw his head backward as he gave a low moan of completion. Sanzo's mouth filled with Hakkai's essence, and he pulled back, swallowing it all. Hakkai took deep breaths looking down at the blond now staring at him almost like a predator. Sitting up, he never broke eye contact with Sanzo as he wrapped his arms around the other's neck and pulled his body close.
"Hakkai," he purred in a whisper.
Understanding immediately, Hakkai kissed his lips as he slid his hips over Sanzo's thighs. Hands gripped his thighs and helped him as strong fingers buried into the muscle. Now sitting in his lap, Hakkai lifted himself a little with the help on Sanzo's shoulders as he felt the blond's erection touch the tip of his opening. The thought of a dry run didn't dissuade him as they stared into each other's eyes. He felt Sanzo's hands grip his hips and start to pull him down. Closing his eyes briefly, Hakkai fought against the spasm of pain with clenched teeth as he carefully took all of Sanzo in. They had done this so often currently that the need for stretching had become a thing of the past. They were full-time lovers, and it was noticed now that stretching was no longer needed in their foreplay.
Taking a deep down breath, Hakkai put himself fully down until his ass touched the tops of Sanzo's thighs. Sanzo growled deep in his throat as the fingers on Hakkai's hips tightened almost leaving finger marks. Gently rocking his hips, Sanzo started them in the slow grind. Without waiting, Hakkai felt his anxiousness grow and the desire to move kick in. He wrapped his legs around Sanzo's waist and gently started bucking into the rhythm.
Meeting a positive response, Sanzo bucked back, and soon they were moving against each other. The thrusts were quick and needy as Hakkai latched his fingers into Sanzo's hair feeling the blond kiss on the side of his neck. The heat in the room went up considerably combining with Sanzo's own slightly high body heat. The sun had finally come through the windows, starting to reach the edge of the bed as the two lovers heatedly fucked on top of the sheets. Feeling his thighs shake, Hakkai was surprised to feel his second orgasm already surfacing. Arms wrapped around his waist and pressed their stomachs together, trapping Hakkai's erection between them like a warm glove. Sanzo breathed hot-air against his neck as teeth nibbled on the skin determined to leave a mark. Through the haze of pleasure of the thrusts, Hakkai could smell Sanzo's natural scent, a musk between his workplace and their lives at home. It was wonderful as he buried his face into those locks and inhaled.
He lifted himself up harder onto Sanzo's cock until the bed started to creak slightly. Their breathing had deepened, and Hakkai felt his scar tingle. He knew Sanzo was getting close, by the way the blond tightened his fingers on his hips and wrapped his muscular arms tighter around them both, determined to make them one as they came.
"You feel that? That's what I've been fucking neglected the entire week!" He growled into the brunette's ear. Hakkai couldn't help but laugh breathlessly as one jab nailed his prostate and caused him to arch helplessly in the blond's grasp.
"Next time, don't wander around in the rain then," the brunette teased. The comment had earned him a hard thrust inside of him and the brunette nearly screamed at the ceiling.
"I hate my job," Sanzo said absentmindedly as his breathing quickened.
Leaving no room for pleasantries any longer, both men felt themselves succumbing to the pleasure ahead. With one final thrust, Sanzo helplessly moaned into Hakkai's collarbone as the brunette snapped his spine taunt, coming between them both. The warmth made Sanzo groan as he lifted his hips and emptied himself into the brunette. Panting harshly, Sanzo fell forward on top of Hakkai and buried his face into his chest. Shaky fingers came up and ran through the damp hair at the base of his skull.
"Is that better?" Hakkai couldn't help but ask in a whisper. Sanzo only made a muffled noise as he wrapped his arms around Hakkai's waist. They both lay there for a few minutes as Hakkai continued running his fingers through Sanzo's hair. He stopped a moment later and frowned. Lifting his head slightly, he looked at the blond who almost seemed asleep on his chest.
"Sanzo?" He asked suddenly. The blond made a noise. Rolling his eyes, Hakkai used his reach on Sanzo's head to lift it up. The blond looked suddenly pale, and his cheeks were flaming red. Hakkai's jaw fell open.
"You're not better at all!" Hakkai suddenly yelled. Sure enough as he felt the blond's forehead, he was once again burning up.
"You lied to me!" Hakkai said again, starting to get up. Sanzo watched as the brunette retrieved his sleep pants. Sanzo watched him get dressed as he hid a smirk into the pillow.
"So worth it . . . " He drawled.
TBC
Did I say oneshot? Well, its technically a multiple chapter oneshot.
Plz R&R