Fic - This Side of Paradise
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cornerofmadnessTitle - This Side of Paradise
Author – D M Evans
Disclaimer – not mine. All rights belong to Kazuya Minekura et al, no profit made, just a little fun
Fandom – Saiyuki
Rating – NC-17. NOT WORKSAFE by any stretch of the imagination.
Prompt- Sex Pollen
Pairing – Sanzo/Goku/Gojyo/Hakkai (in various permutations, mostly Sanzo/Goku, Gojyo/Hakkai)
Timeline – uh, somewhere within Saiyuki, manga based, really it’s pretty much AU and could slip in anywhere
Notes - This was written for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
10_cliche_fics challenge, smut table, using the sex pollen prompt. I’m not really looking at this as a serious history for the crew. It’s meant very tongue in cheek. Heck I’ve even worked in extra clichés (some that aren’t even on the table…) It’s just a fun challenge and hopefully cliché doesn’t mean bad. There are two huge shout outs to the granddaddy of all sex pollen stories. Gold stars to those who find them. And thanks to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
evil_little_dog for going blind while betaing this.
“What are you doing?” Lirin’s voice boomed through Ni’s lab making the scientist wince. “Can I help? I’m bored!”
The scientist looked at Gyokumen’s brat, getting distracted by her abundant cleavage for a moment. How was he supposed to get any work done when everywhere he looked were chicks who got him hard? Ni flicked an ash into the tray. “I’m busy.”
“Mother said to come talk to you, Ni,” Lirin protested, leaning on the lab table.
Ni assumed that translated into ‘Lirin is driving me nuts, you waste your time babysitting her.’ He looked at the task at hand and saw a way out of the boring job. He passed the decorative tea chest to her. “I need you to put three grams of this powder into the bottom of this chest.” Ni tapped a glass bottle filled with a yellowish powder. The label on it read ‘Omicron Ceti’, version three.
Lirin wrinkled her nose, the task apparently as unappealing to her as it was to him. “What is it?”
“Something to take down Sanzo and his party,” Ni admitted, knowing she’d like that. Lirin would do anything to help her older half brother in his quest to kill off Sanzo and his companions .
Predictably, the girl’s face brightened. She snatched the chest out of his hands. “Yay! Sure. That’s all I have to do?”
“Nope, you have to wear this.” Ni handed her a mask. The last thing he needed would be for Gyokumen’s brat to breathe in the pollen. “And then give the waitress, Fu, at the Dancing Donkey the box with the instructions not to open it. She’s to tell Son Goku that it contains wagashi but he has to take it to his friends to share, that she’ll be checking on him.”
“Will he care?” Lirin asked dubiously, thinking on what little she knew about the Monkey King.
“No, it’s food or so he thinks. However, the waitress has been sleeping with the half breed and he’ll care. Goku isn’t going to want to be used as an ashtray if he pisses his buddies off,” Ni replied. He gave Lirin some coins. “That should seal the deal with the waitress.”
“I’ve got it.” Lirin nodded solemnly.
“Good. Then I have better things to do.” Ni picked up his stuffed rabbit and headed out, his bunny slippers scuffing along the cool tile floor. He’d better hope Gyokumen didn’t find out he sent Lirin out on her own but how much trouble could the kid get into?
Lirin watched Ni go, glad he was gone. She would never tell her mother but the scientist gave her the creeps. She pulled on the mask and weighed out three grams of the Omicron Ceti powder. It hardly looked like anything. What if it wasn’t enough? Lirin assumed it was poison. What if it didn’t take Sanzo’s crew out? What it if only pissed them off? That might get her brother hurt and Lirin didn’t want that happening to Kougaiji. If a little powder was good, a lot had to be better, right? Lirin layered the bottom of the chest heavily with powder then sealed it up then went to look for a dragon to ride to the human town.
XXX
“Look what I have!” Goku said, busting into Sanzo’s bedroom. He glanced around for Hakkai, who was supposed to be sharing it with the priest but the other man wasn’t there. Goku knew Gojyo was still at the Dancing Donkey trying to talk Fu back to the room he shared with Goku. Lucky me, Goku rolled his eyes.
Sanzo rolled over from where he was napping, paper fan in hand, ready to strike. “This had better be good, Goku.”
Goku shied away before he got hit with the fan then held out the little chest. “Fu gave me wagashi! She said to share it with you all.”
Sanzo raised an eyebrow, sitting up on the thin mattress. “And you actually didn’t inhale them all on the way here?”
Goku pouted. “Gojyo heard her and wants one. I wonder what’s inside of them. I hope persimmon.” Goku, figuring he had been very good in bringing back food of all things, put the chest on the table then opened it. His face fell.
“What?” Sanzo asked, fumbling for a pack of Marlboros.
“There’s no wagashi,” Goku replied in profound disappointment. He dipped a finger into the yellow powder and tasted it. “Blech!”
Sanzo whacked him with the paper fan and Goku jerked. Powder went into the air. “Don’t eat what you don’t know. What if that were poison, you stupid monkey?” He coughed, waving away the pollen.
Goku looked at him strangely. His pupils were blown, taking over his huge, gold-brown eyes. He licked his lips, his hand straying to his pants.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Sanzo asked, feeling a little strange himself, slightly light headed, hot, flushed even. Goku didn’t respond. He leapt on Sanzo, kissing him with a hunger he usually reserved for the dinner table. Sanzo tossed him away, wiping his mouth. “What the hell? Do you want to die, stupid monkey? What are you? In heat?” Sanzo glanced down, noticing the large bulge in Goku’s pants. “Oh damn!”
Goku just grunted in response, rubbing his erection with one eager hand. The grin on his lips went ear to ear.
Sanzo wondered if there was anything left of his friend’s brain or if this was like the times the power limiter had come off. Just what he needed, a super fast, super strong monkey king gone feral and in heat. He wasn’t strong enough to keep from getting buggered…then again that didn’t sound so bad. Sanzo blinked. Where in the hell did that thought come from? Wouldn’t he be better off just shooting the damn monkey?
Goku was on him before Sanzo registered the boy was moving. Goku’s lips caressed his neck before his sharp little teeth buried into Sanzo’s slender shoulder. His hips thrust frantically against Sanzo’s side. Somewhere inside Sanzo’s mind a voice was screaming this was so incredibly wrong but he ignored it because it felt very right, just enough pain to go with the pleasure. His hand strayed down over Goku’s backside, looping in a pocket as he tried to pull the boy to a halt.
”Not so fast,” Sanzo said, his hand smoothing up Goku’s back. “You’ll get there too quickly. You want to enjoy it.”
Not saying a word, Goku pumped against Sanzo’s thigh a few more times, then shuddered. He went limp against the priest’s body, snuggling his face against the crook of Sanzo’s neck. Goku tucked his arms around Sanzo.
“Yeah, like that,” Sanzo said wryly, glancing down noticing very little change in the size of the bulge even though Goku had obviously gone off in his pants. He was also very aware of the tenting of his own robes. Sanzo ran his hand through Goku’s unruly hair. “You’re supposed to at least get out of your clothes first, you stupid monkey,” he said almost fondly.
“Show me.” Goku’s breath curled along Sanzo’s neck. At least the boy was showing some signs that his brain wasn’t complete mush for the first time since he put his finger in that powder he managed to get all over them.
That powder, Sanzo had to wonder what it was but not too hard. There were far more pressing things on his…mind. He peeled Goku off of him and slithered out of his robes. The Monkey King’s eyes traveled over his scarred body. Goku had seen him naked countless times in the baths and in the lakes and streams they had to make due with on their journey but he had never looked at Sanzo like this. His gaze held something it never had before, lust. Sanzo had never really known the ‘young’ youkai to show that emotion.
Hell, Sanzo wasn’t sure when the last time he had felt it, traveling with all guys. Sanzo had never thought of Goku in that way until now but shit, he was hard as diamonds. He took Goku’s hand and put it on his chest. “Like this. Take your time. Wake up the body first.”
Goku’s calloused fingers moved on instinct, rolling over one of Sanzo’s nipples and plucking at the other. His nostrils flared as if drinking in everything around him. Sanzo tugged the kid’s shirt off over his head and Goku wiggled out of his soiled pants. The kid’s erection hadn’t actually flagged any, hardening more as the wet tip of it brushed against Sanzo’s thigh. Sanzo ran a finger around the kid’s girth, feeling the member twitch under his touch. Goku ground against him inelegantly. The monkey had no real skill but he certainly didn’t lack for enthusiasm. A vague worry ran through Sanzo’s mind; what if a hunger for food wasn’t the only thing Goku’s body was trying to make up for after five hundred years in a stone cell? Well, there were worse ways to exhaust oneself.
Sanzo’s mouth met Goku’s as he steered the kid back against the bed. Goku sat down hard, licking his lips. “Tastes like cigarettes and beer.”
Sanzo snorted. “You complaining, Goku?”
Goku shook his head as his stomach growled. He looked up at Sanzo with a sheepish grin. “I didn’t get to eat any wagashi.”
“You’re hungry at a time like this?” Sanzo asked, exasperated. He gestured to his cock, knowing all too well how Goku gauged most things in terms of food possibilities. “This is not for eating.”
Goku leaned in and licked the tip of Sanzo’s penis. The priest hissed. “Salty.”
“This isn’t a taste test, Goku,” Sanzo said, pushing him back on the bed. He straddled the smaller man. Goku’s eyes studied him as if asking ‘what next?’ He wondered if it was possible Goku was a virgin. Great, a virgin with five hundred years of sexual frustration to take out on him. Sanzo knew he’d better hang onto his dominate position and hope Hakkai and Gojyo made it home before Goku wore him to a nub. Sanzo grinned at both propositions.
Pressing Goku down against the thin hotel mattress, Sanzo rubbed his erection over the kid’s belly. He felt Goku’s digging into his own abdomen. Goku groaned lowly and Sanzo took that for encouragement. He moved over Goku, slowly picking up the pace, leaving the boy bucking and writhing under him. Goku’s strong fingers dug into Sanzo’s back as another shuddering climax tore through him.
Pumping and gliding almost effortlessly now, sweat and cum sticking to his belly, Sanzo tried to bring himself off. Sanzo’s grunts and moans dropped down on Goku as the kid clung to him. The priest’s spine arched as he came explosively. His cry of pleasure was interrupted as the door opened. Hakkai and Gojyo stared at them in utter shock.
“What in the blue fuck? Never thought I see you getting down and dirty especially with the stupid monkey,” Gojyo bleated, looking half ready to run.
Hakkai’s usually smile was replaced with a look of sheer confusion as Goku rolled out from under Sanzo and padded over to the table. The priest noted with a little fear and admiration that the monkey king was at half mast already. What must it be like to have that kind of unnatural fortitude? Goku swept up the chest and scooped out a hand of the yellow powder.
“This stuff’s th’ best. Makes you feel all good and hot and stuff.” Goku threw it on them like confetti at festival time.
Gojyo and Hakkai both hacked and coughed as the pollen invaded their sinuses. “What the fuck, monkey?”
“Goku, what was that?” Hakkai wiped pollen off his face, feeling his cheeks heating up.
“Best stuff ever,” Goku assured him, kissing Hakkai who squirmed away.
“Um…what are you doing, Goku?” Hakkai stammered.
“Dunno but it was kind of hot,” Gojyo said. Hakkai blinked at him in shock. Gojyo elbowed Goku aside, sweeping back Hakkai’s dark hair. “How can he resist these eyes?”
”Always did say they were really pretty green,” Goku put in, glancing back at Sanzo. “Uh-uh, no going to sleep, Sanzo!” He scooped up more pollen and puffed it on the drowsy priest.
“Where did you get that powder, Goku? Do you even know what it does?” Hakkai asked, leaning into Gojyo’s hands as they played with his hair. It felt too good not to enjoy it.
“Got it from Fu,” Goku said as Sanzo got up, wrapping his arms around the smaller man.
“It’s one hell of an aphrodisiac,” Sanzo said, brushing his cheek over Goku’s coarse hair.
“Don’t think so hard,” Gojyo said, his lips close to Hakkai’s ear. “Just go with it.”
Hakkai had trouble finding a good argument. He just let his body relax as Gojyo’s tongue danced over the power limiters on his ear. The kappa turned Hakkai in his arms so he could kiss him full on. Hakkai tasted the slick of booze and cigarettes coating the intruding tongue but it wasn’t so bad. Gojyo broke the kiss and when he recovered enough to speak, Hakkai rasped, “Kannon was right. You’re an amazing kisser.”
“Hermaphrodite endorsed,” Sanzo crowed, reaching down to lazily stroke Goku. The Monkey King’s head dropped back against Sanzo’s chest.
“Eat me!” Gojyo growled, giving Sanzo the finger.
The priest shrugged. “Not a bad idea.”
“Uh-uh, you have yours. He’s all mine.” Hakkai wagged a finger at Sanzo then sank to his knees, undoing the zip to Gojyo’s sloppy pants. His tongue tapped out a quick rhythm against the head of Gojyo’s cock, pre-cum electrifying his taste buds before he swallowed the kappa down to the root. Gojyo moaned loudly as he buried his fingers in Hakkai’s thick black hair.
Goku looked up at Sanzo, his fingers running over the priest’s confining arm. “You gonna do that or are you gonna keep pokin’ me back there?”
Sanzo’s purple eyes lit up. “I like that sound of that last thing…damn, no lotion.”
“Hold on,” Gojyo said, easing himself away from Hakkai’s hungry mouth reluctantly. The only thing making him move was the fact he was following Sanzo’s train of thought. While Gojyo rooted in his belongings, Sanzo wiped some of the pollen off his cheek and tasted it. The sexual energy surged through him so strongly he nearly spilled then and there. Gojyo waggled a bottle of skin lotion as he wiggled out of his shirt.
Sanzo’s brow wrinkled. “Why do you even have that?”
“Don’t bitch, oh holy master. Just because you’re usually soft between the legs, doesn’t mean we all are and in case you haven’t noticed, this has been one chick-less, ass-sucking quest you’re taking us on. A guy has his needs, even if he has to do it himself,” Gojyo replied, squirting some lotion into his hand.
“You don’t mind men now,” Goku pointed out as Hakkai peeled out of his clothing. All four men stopped for a moment at that. If they could think past the effects of the pollen, they might remember this was hardly a normal night for them but they couldn’t.
Gojyo shrugged, tossing the bottle to Sanzo. “We’re all prettier than anything we’ve seen in weeks.” He got on the floor with Hakkai, lazily stroking his own cock with the lotion. Gojyo noticed Goku was watching them enraptured as the kappa leaned in close, running his fingers of his clean hand over Hakkai’s nipples before snagging off the man’s ocular. He set it on the table then fisted Hakkai’s cock. The youkai bucked into his fist, moaning. Gojyo sucked on Hakkai’s earlobe then asked, “Do you want me to?”
Hakkai wrapped his strong arms around Gojyo’s neck. “I need you to.” He pulled Gojyo down on top of him as Sanzo tossed a pillow onto the floor just a little north of Hakkai’s shoulders.
“What’s that for?” Goku asked, glancing at the priest then back to the two men on the floor.
“For you to put your face in,” Sanzo replied.
“Huh?”
Sanzo guided Goku to his knees as Gojyo rimmed Hakkai’s tight ring of muscle with a well-oiled finger. He slipped the digit inside Hakkai, listening to him hiss in delight. Hakkai arched against Gojyo’s hand, need and desire apparent in his wanton gaze. Gojyo slipped his finger free then guided himself into Hakkai, easing in as gently as he could. Joke all he want, he had saved Hakkai from death and the man meant something to him. He wouldn’t hurt him if he could help it. Hakkai’s eyes shut as he buried his fingers in Gojyo’s fiery hair.
Goku watched them, wide-eyed, then glanced back over his shoulder at Sanzo regarding the priest’s well-slicked cock. His huge eyes took over his face when he realized what Sanzo wanted to do. Goku glanced back at Hakkai as if studying the role. “I don’t know how,” he admitted roughly, shifting on his knees.
“Don’t worry, I’ll show you,” Sanzo said, kinder than Goku could ever remember him sounding. Sanzo stroked the monkey king’s back then slid a slicked hand into Goku’s cleft while massaging his balls with the other hand. As Sanzo entered him, Goku moaned loudly somewhere between pleasure and pain.
“Bite the pillow, you stupid chimp. That’s what he gave it to you for,” Gojyo grumbled, lifting his face from Hakkai’s neck.
“Shu…uh…uh, it! Stupid kappa!” Goku stammered out as Sanzo pounded into him.
“Shhh,” Hakkai said, reaching out a soothing hand, and running it over Goku’s cheek. Hakkai moaned softly, coming against his belly and Gojyo’s. Hakkai stretched slightly under Gojyo, catching Goku’s chin. He drew the monkey king into a kiss, drinking down his sharp cries as Sanzo reached around, stroking Goku’s rigid cock.
Gojyo came with a loud moan, then eased out of Hakkai, lying next to him. His long fingers caressed Hakkai’s sticky belly, tracing the outline of the huge scar marking the place he had put the young man back together on that fateful night. Hakkai released Goku so he could kiss Gojyo. Sanzo’s climax was less noisy but Goku’s wasn’t. They joined the tangle of sweaty, exhausted bodies on the floor.
The door splintered open, startling them as Kougaiji, Yaone and Doku-Gakuji stalked into the room. Even though they knew what to expect of Ni’s aphrodisiac powder, it was still a sight to see.
“Damn, Ni did it,” Doku-Gakuji hissed.
“That’s your little brother?” Yaone eyed Gojyo appreciatively, even though she knew full well who the kappa was.
Kougaiji made a sound of disgust. “Let’s just get Sanzo’s sutra and get the hell out of here. It stinks.”
“Shit no,” Sanzo said, trying to rouse his overly spent body. No one else even bothered to try.
“Go back to fucking. You won’t even miss the sutra,” Doku-Gakuji said.
Goku bounced up and snagged the chest off the table. “Aww, don’t grab and run. Join us. This is the best stuff ever!” He flung a huge handful of the powder at the group of youkai.
“What the hell?” Doku-Gakuji cried, swinging his arms as if he could fend off the pollen.
“They were only supposed to get a little bit, enough to incapacitate them,” Yaone cried, wiping pollen off her face.
“Damn, my sister said she helped,” Kougaiji groaned, slapping a hand to his forehead. “I know Lirin…more is always better.”
“Stay, play,” Goku offered, putting his arms around Yaone, crushing her to him, nearly drowning in her cleavage. “Oooo soft!”
“Oh hell,” Sanzo groaned, knowing no one was going anywhere, not with all the aphrodisiac floating around the room.
XXX
“Watching your rag tag team again? What now?” a man’s voice said behind Kanzeon, startling the bodhisattiva.
Startled or not, the delicate fingers of one of her (his?) hands plucked at a nipple, not even remotely concealed by the diaphanous gown. His (her?) other hand continued to move languidly over his cock. “Oh, they’re just being distracted again,” Kanzeon replied. “Wonderfully so.”
The other Aspect moved closer, trying to ignore the bodhisattiva, and peered through her ‘looking glass’ at Sanzo’s team. His eyes bugged. “Are they sleeping with the enemy?”
“They’re screwing anything that remotely moves.” Kanzeon sighed. “They have all the fun.”
He just blinked and backed out of the room.
XXX
“Oww, oww, oww, why do we have to drive so fast?” Goku moaned, shifting around on the back seat. “And why didn’t we get breakfast? I’m so hungry I could eat a mountain.”
“Because we came to before Kougaiji’s crew did and since we’d prefer not to kill them, moving on swiftly seemed like the thing to do,” Hakkai replied, grinning as he drove Jeep as if hell were at their heels.
“I don’t care if we kill them,” Sanzo mumbled, pinching his brow. “It would have been preferable to driving. That damn powder gave me a hangover that could be continued on the next guy.”
“I think it has,” Hakkai said, the pain showing in his eyes.
“I can’t even remember half of last night,” Goku groaned.
“I don’t fucking want to. One of those guys is my brother and I’m not into the brother-loving,” Gojyo shot back.
“Can’t we slow down now? Ow!” Goku yipped as Hakkai hit a pot hole. “My backside hurts.”
“Whose fault is that, stupid chimp? You’re the one who brought the chest into the hotel and kept coating us all with Ni’s sex powder,” Gojyo shot back, slumping over as much as he could in the cramped back seat.
“He ate the shit. That didn’t help matters,” Sanzo grumbled and Goku shot him an injured look.
”So really it’s all your fault, runt,” Gojyo shoved Goku
“Don’t call me that, you perverted kappa!” Goku shoved back.
“You’re pretty pervy yourself, bean!”
“Bite me!”
“I think I already did.”
“Shut up before you’re both pissing lead!” Sanzo ordered, standing up in the front seat and training his gun on them. When his companions quailed, he sat back down with a thump. “And no one will ever speak of last night again.”
They settled into their usual traveling mode. No one noticed Goku looking at the little vial he had salvaged from the hotel room, with just enough powder for a little fun later on.
XXX
“How are we going to explain this?” Doku-Gakuji asked, trying to muster some dignity.
“No one is going to believe this,” Yaone put in, mincing in pain along after Kougaiji. “I don’t want to believe it.”
“We tell them there was a mix up. They never got the box and it ended up…in the river,” Kougaiji said. A grim expression veiled his face. “We don’t need Ni’s twisted science to beat Sanzo’s team. We’ll get them next time. Now, we’ll never speak of last night again.”
No one even thought to argue.
Author – D M Evans
Disclaimer – not mine. All rights belong to Kazuya Minekura et al, no profit made, just a little fun
Fandom – Saiyuki
Rating – NC-17. NOT WORKSAFE by any stretch of the imagination.
Prompt- Sex Pollen
Pairing – Sanzo/Goku/Gojyo/Hakkai (in various permutations, mostly Sanzo/Goku, Gojyo/Hakkai)
Timeline – uh, somewhere within Saiyuki, manga based, really it’s pretty much AU and could slip in anywhere
Notes - This was written for the
10_cliche_fics challenge, smut table, using the sex pollen prompt. I’m not really looking at this as a serious history for the crew. It’s meant very tongue in cheek. Heck I’ve even worked in extra clichés (some that aren’t even on the table…) It’s just a fun challenge and hopefully cliché doesn’t mean bad. There are two huge shout outs to the granddaddy of all sex pollen stories. Gold stars to those who find them. And thanks to evil_little_dog for going blind while betaing this.“What are you doing?” Lirin’s voice boomed through Ni’s lab making the scientist wince. “Can I help? I’m bored!”
The scientist looked at Gyokumen’s brat, getting distracted by her abundant cleavage for a moment. How was he supposed to get any work done when everywhere he looked were chicks who got him hard? Ni flicked an ash into the tray. “I’m busy.”
“Mother said to come talk to you, Ni,” Lirin protested, leaning on the lab table.
Ni assumed that translated into ‘Lirin is driving me nuts, you waste your time babysitting her.’ He looked at the task at hand and saw a way out of the boring job. He passed the decorative tea chest to her. “I need you to put three grams of this powder into the bottom of this chest.” Ni tapped a glass bottle filled with a yellowish powder. The label on it read ‘Omicron Ceti’, version three.
Lirin wrinkled her nose, the task apparently as unappealing to her as it was to him. “What is it?”
“Something to take down Sanzo and his party,” Ni admitted, knowing she’d like that. Lirin would do anything to help her older half brother in his quest to kill off Sanzo and his companions .
Predictably, the girl’s face brightened. She snatched the chest out of his hands. “Yay! Sure. That’s all I have to do?”
“Nope, you have to wear this.” Ni handed her a mask. The last thing he needed would be for Gyokumen’s brat to breathe in the pollen. “And then give the waitress, Fu, at the Dancing Donkey the box with the instructions not to open it. She’s to tell Son Goku that it contains wagashi but he has to take it to his friends to share, that she’ll be checking on him.”
“Will he care?” Lirin asked dubiously, thinking on what little she knew about the Monkey King.
“No, it’s food or so he thinks. However, the waitress has been sleeping with the half breed and he’ll care. Goku isn’t going to want to be used as an ashtray if he pisses his buddies off,” Ni replied. He gave Lirin some coins. “That should seal the deal with the waitress.”
“I’ve got it.” Lirin nodded solemnly.
“Good. Then I have better things to do.” Ni picked up his stuffed rabbit and headed out, his bunny slippers scuffing along the cool tile floor. He’d better hope Gyokumen didn’t find out he sent Lirin out on her own but how much trouble could the kid get into?
Lirin watched Ni go, glad he was gone. She would never tell her mother but the scientist gave her the creeps. She pulled on the mask and weighed out three grams of the Omicron Ceti powder. It hardly looked like anything. What if it wasn’t enough? Lirin assumed it was poison. What if it didn’t take Sanzo’s crew out? What it if only pissed them off? That might get her brother hurt and Lirin didn’t want that happening to Kougaiji. If a little powder was good, a lot had to be better, right? Lirin layered the bottom of the chest heavily with powder then sealed it up then went to look for a dragon to ride to the human town.
XXX
“Look what I have!” Goku said, busting into Sanzo’s bedroom. He glanced around for Hakkai, who was supposed to be sharing it with the priest but the other man wasn’t there. Goku knew Gojyo was still at the Dancing Donkey trying to talk Fu back to the room he shared with Goku. Lucky me, Goku rolled his eyes.
Sanzo rolled over from where he was napping, paper fan in hand, ready to strike. “This had better be good, Goku.”
Goku shied away before he got hit with the fan then held out the little chest. “Fu gave me wagashi! She said to share it with you all.”
Sanzo raised an eyebrow, sitting up on the thin mattress. “And you actually didn’t inhale them all on the way here?”
Goku pouted. “Gojyo heard her and wants one. I wonder what’s inside of them. I hope persimmon.” Goku, figuring he had been very good in bringing back food of all things, put the chest on the table then opened it. His face fell.
“What?” Sanzo asked, fumbling for a pack of Marlboros.
“There’s no wagashi,” Goku replied in profound disappointment. He dipped a finger into the yellow powder and tasted it. “Blech!”
Sanzo whacked him with the paper fan and Goku jerked. Powder went into the air. “Don’t eat what you don’t know. What if that were poison, you stupid monkey?” He coughed, waving away the pollen.
Goku looked at him strangely. His pupils were blown, taking over his huge, gold-brown eyes. He licked his lips, his hand straying to his pants.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Sanzo asked, feeling a little strange himself, slightly light headed, hot, flushed even. Goku didn’t respond. He leapt on Sanzo, kissing him with a hunger he usually reserved for the dinner table. Sanzo tossed him away, wiping his mouth. “What the hell? Do you want to die, stupid monkey? What are you? In heat?” Sanzo glanced down, noticing the large bulge in Goku’s pants. “Oh damn!”
Goku just grunted in response, rubbing his erection with one eager hand. The grin on his lips went ear to ear.
Sanzo wondered if there was anything left of his friend’s brain or if this was like the times the power limiter had come off. Just what he needed, a super fast, super strong monkey king gone feral and in heat. He wasn’t strong enough to keep from getting buggered…then again that didn’t sound so bad. Sanzo blinked. Where in the hell did that thought come from? Wouldn’t he be better off just shooting the damn monkey?
Goku was on him before Sanzo registered the boy was moving. Goku’s lips caressed his neck before his sharp little teeth buried into Sanzo’s slender shoulder. His hips thrust frantically against Sanzo’s side. Somewhere inside Sanzo’s mind a voice was screaming this was so incredibly wrong but he ignored it because it felt very right, just enough pain to go with the pleasure. His hand strayed down over Goku’s backside, looping in a pocket as he tried to pull the boy to a halt.
”Not so fast,” Sanzo said, his hand smoothing up Goku’s back. “You’ll get there too quickly. You want to enjoy it.”
Not saying a word, Goku pumped against Sanzo’s thigh a few more times, then shuddered. He went limp against the priest’s body, snuggling his face against the crook of Sanzo’s neck. Goku tucked his arms around Sanzo.
“Yeah, like that,” Sanzo said wryly, glancing down noticing very little change in the size of the bulge even though Goku had obviously gone off in his pants. He was also very aware of the tenting of his own robes. Sanzo ran his hand through Goku’s unruly hair. “You’re supposed to at least get out of your clothes first, you stupid monkey,” he said almost fondly.
“Show me.” Goku’s breath curled along Sanzo’s neck. At least the boy was showing some signs that his brain wasn’t complete mush for the first time since he put his finger in that powder he managed to get all over them.
That powder, Sanzo had to wonder what it was but not too hard. There were far more pressing things on his…mind. He peeled Goku off of him and slithered out of his robes. The Monkey King’s eyes traveled over his scarred body. Goku had seen him naked countless times in the baths and in the lakes and streams they had to make due with on their journey but he had never looked at Sanzo like this. His gaze held something it never had before, lust. Sanzo had never really known the ‘young’ youkai to show that emotion.
Hell, Sanzo wasn’t sure when the last time he had felt it, traveling with all guys. Sanzo had never thought of Goku in that way until now but shit, he was hard as diamonds. He took Goku’s hand and put it on his chest. “Like this. Take your time. Wake up the body first.”
Goku’s calloused fingers moved on instinct, rolling over one of Sanzo’s nipples and plucking at the other. His nostrils flared as if drinking in everything around him. Sanzo tugged the kid’s shirt off over his head and Goku wiggled out of his soiled pants. The kid’s erection hadn’t actually flagged any, hardening more as the wet tip of it brushed against Sanzo’s thigh. Sanzo ran a finger around the kid’s girth, feeling the member twitch under his touch. Goku ground against him inelegantly. The monkey had no real skill but he certainly didn’t lack for enthusiasm. A vague worry ran through Sanzo’s mind; what if a hunger for food wasn’t the only thing Goku’s body was trying to make up for after five hundred years in a stone cell? Well, there were worse ways to exhaust oneself.
Sanzo’s mouth met Goku’s as he steered the kid back against the bed. Goku sat down hard, licking his lips. “Tastes like cigarettes and beer.”
Sanzo snorted. “You complaining, Goku?”
Goku shook his head as his stomach growled. He looked up at Sanzo with a sheepish grin. “I didn’t get to eat any wagashi.”
“You’re hungry at a time like this?” Sanzo asked, exasperated. He gestured to his cock, knowing all too well how Goku gauged most things in terms of food possibilities. “This is not for eating.”
Goku leaned in and licked the tip of Sanzo’s penis. The priest hissed. “Salty.”
“This isn’t a taste test, Goku,” Sanzo said, pushing him back on the bed. He straddled the smaller man. Goku’s eyes studied him as if asking ‘what next?’ He wondered if it was possible Goku was a virgin. Great, a virgin with five hundred years of sexual frustration to take out on him. Sanzo knew he’d better hang onto his dominate position and hope Hakkai and Gojyo made it home before Goku wore him to a nub. Sanzo grinned at both propositions.
Pressing Goku down against the thin hotel mattress, Sanzo rubbed his erection over the kid’s belly. He felt Goku’s digging into his own abdomen. Goku groaned lowly and Sanzo took that for encouragement. He moved over Goku, slowly picking up the pace, leaving the boy bucking and writhing under him. Goku’s strong fingers dug into Sanzo’s back as another shuddering climax tore through him.
Pumping and gliding almost effortlessly now, sweat and cum sticking to his belly, Sanzo tried to bring himself off. Sanzo’s grunts and moans dropped down on Goku as the kid clung to him. The priest’s spine arched as he came explosively. His cry of pleasure was interrupted as the door opened. Hakkai and Gojyo stared at them in utter shock.
“What in the blue fuck? Never thought I see you getting down and dirty especially with the stupid monkey,” Gojyo bleated, looking half ready to run.
Hakkai’s usually smile was replaced with a look of sheer confusion as Goku rolled out from under Sanzo and padded over to the table. The priest noted with a little fear and admiration that the monkey king was at half mast already. What must it be like to have that kind of unnatural fortitude? Goku swept up the chest and scooped out a hand of the yellow powder.
“This stuff’s th’ best. Makes you feel all good and hot and stuff.” Goku threw it on them like confetti at festival time.
Gojyo and Hakkai both hacked and coughed as the pollen invaded their sinuses. “What the fuck, monkey?”
“Goku, what was that?” Hakkai wiped pollen off his face, feeling his cheeks heating up.
“Best stuff ever,” Goku assured him, kissing Hakkai who squirmed away.
“Um…what are you doing, Goku?” Hakkai stammered.
“Dunno but it was kind of hot,” Gojyo said. Hakkai blinked at him in shock. Gojyo elbowed Goku aside, sweeping back Hakkai’s dark hair. “How can he resist these eyes?”
”Always did say they were really pretty green,” Goku put in, glancing back at Sanzo. “Uh-uh, no going to sleep, Sanzo!” He scooped up more pollen and puffed it on the drowsy priest.
“Where did you get that powder, Goku? Do you even know what it does?” Hakkai asked, leaning into Gojyo’s hands as they played with his hair. It felt too good not to enjoy it.
“Got it from Fu,” Goku said as Sanzo got up, wrapping his arms around the smaller man.
“It’s one hell of an aphrodisiac,” Sanzo said, brushing his cheek over Goku’s coarse hair.
“Don’t think so hard,” Gojyo said, his lips close to Hakkai’s ear. “Just go with it.”
Hakkai had trouble finding a good argument. He just let his body relax as Gojyo’s tongue danced over the power limiters on his ear. The kappa turned Hakkai in his arms so he could kiss him full on. Hakkai tasted the slick of booze and cigarettes coating the intruding tongue but it wasn’t so bad. Gojyo broke the kiss and when he recovered enough to speak, Hakkai rasped, “Kannon was right. You’re an amazing kisser.”
“Hermaphrodite endorsed,” Sanzo crowed, reaching down to lazily stroke Goku. The Monkey King’s head dropped back against Sanzo’s chest.
“Eat me!” Gojyo growled, giving Sanzo the finger.
The priest shrugged. “Not a bad idea.”
“Uh-uh, you have yours. He’s all mine.” Hakkai wagged a finger at Sanzo then sank to his knees, undoing the zip to Gojyo’s sloppy pants. His tongue tapped out a quick rhythm against the head of Gojyo’s cock, pre-cum electrifying his taste buds before he swallowed the kappa down to the root. Gojyo moaned loudly as he buried his fingers in Hakkai’s thick black hair.
Goku looked up at Sanzo, his fingers running over the priest’s confining arm. “You gonna do that or are you gonna keep pokin’ me back there?”
Sanzo’s purple eyes lit up. “I like that sound of that last thing…damn, no lotion.”
“Hold on,” Gojyo said, easing himself away from Hakkai’s hungry mouth reluctantly. The only thing making him move was the fact he was following Sanzo’s train of thought. While Gojyo rooted in his belongings, Sanzo wiped some of the pollen off his cheek and tasted it. The sexual energy surged through him so strongly he nearly spilled then and there. Gojyo waggled a bottle of skin lotion as he wiggled out of his shirt.
Sanzo’s brow wrinkled. “Why do you even have that?”
“Don’t bitch, oh holy master. Just because you’re usually soft between the legs, doesn’t mean we all are and in case you haven’t noticed, this has been one chick-less, ass-sucking quest you’re taking us on. A guy has his needs, even if he has to do it himself,” Gojyo replied, squirting some lotion into his hand.
“You don’t mind men now,” Goku pointed out as Hakkai peeled out of his clothing. All four men stopped for a moment at that. If they could think past the effects of the pollen, they might remember this was hardly a normal night for them but they couldn’t.
Gojyo shrugged, tossing the bottle to Sanzo. “We’re all prettier than anything we’ve seen in weeks.” He got on the floor with Hakkai, lazily stroking his own cock with the lotion. Gojyo noticed Goku was watching them enraptured as the kappa leaned in close, running his fingers of his clean hand over Hakkai’s nipples before snagging off the man’s ocular. He set it on the table then fisted Hakkai’s cock. The youkai bucked into his fist, moaning. Gojyo sucked on Hakkai’s earlobe then asked, “Do you want me to?”
Hakkai wrapped his strong arms around Gojyo’s neck. “I need you to.” He pulled Gojyo down on top of him as Sanzo tossed a pillow onto the floor just a little north of Hakkai’s shoulders.
“What’s that for?” Goku asked, glancing at the priest then back to the two men on the floor.
“For you to put your face in,” Sanzo replied.
“Huh?”
Sanzo guided Goku to his knees as Gojyo rimmed Hakkai’s tight ring of muscle with a well-oiled finger. He slipped the digit inside Hakkai, listening to him hiss in delight. Hakkai arched against Gojyo’s hand, need and desire apparent in his wanton gaze. Gojyo slipped his finger free then guided himself into Hakkai, easing in as gently as he could. Joke all he want, he had saved Hakkai from death and the man meant something to him. He wouldn’t hurt him if he could help it. Hakkai’s eyes shut as he buried his fingers in Gojyo’s fiery hair.
Goku watched them, wide-eyed, then glanced back over his shoulder at Sanzo regarding the priest’s well-slicked cock. His huge eyes took over his face when he realized what Sanzo wanted to do. Goku glanced back at Hakkai as if studying the role. “I don’t know how,” he admitted roughly, shifting on his knees.
“Don’t worry, I’ll show you,” Sanzo said, kinder than Goku could ever remember him sounding. Sanzo stroked the monkey king’s back then slid a slicked hand into Goku’s cleft while massaging his balls with the other hand. As Sanzo entered him, Goku moaned loudly somewhere between pleasure and pain.
“Bite the pillow, you stupid chimp. That’s what he gave it to you for,” Gojyo grumbled, lifting his face from Hakkai’s neck.
“Shu…uh…uh, it! Stupid kappa!” Goku stammered out as Sanzo pounded into him.
“Shhh,” Hakkai said, reaching out a soothing hand, and running it over Goku’s cheek. Hakkai moaned softly, coming against his belly and Gojyo’s. Hakkai stretched slightly under Gojyo, catching Goku’s chin. He drew the monkey king into a kiss, drinking down his sharp cries as Sanzo reached around, stroking Goku’s rigid cock.
Gojyo came with a loud moan, then eased out of Hakkai, lying next to him. His long fingers caressed Hakkai’s sticky belly, tracing the outline of the huge scar marking the place he had put the young man back together on that fateful night. Hakkai released Goku so he could kiss Gojyo. Sanzo’s climax was less noisy but Goku’s wasn’t. They joined the tangle of sweaty, exhausted bodies on the floor.
The door splintered open, startling them as Kougaiji, Yaone and Doku-Gakuji stalked into the room. Even though they knew what to expect of Ni’s aphrodisiac powder, it was still a sight to see.
“Damn, Ni did it,” Doku-Gakuji hissed.
“That’s your little brother?” Yaone eyed Gojyo appreciatively, even though she knew full well who the kappa was.
Kougaiji made a sound of disgust. “Let’s just get Sanzo’s sutra and get the hell out of here. It stinks.”
“Shit no,” Sanzo said, trying to rouse his overly spent body. No one else even bothered to try.
“Go back to fucking. You won’t even miss the sutra,” Doku-Gakuji said.
Goku bounced up and snagged the chest off the table. “Aww, don’t grab and run. Join us. This is the best stuff ever!” He flung a huge handful of the powder at the group of youkai.
“What the hell?” Doku-Gakuji cried, swinging his arms as if he could fend off the pollen.
“They were only supposed to get a little bit, enough to incapacitate them,” Yaone cried, wiping pollen off her face.
“Damn, my sister said she helped,” Kougaiji groaned, slapping a hand to his forehead. “I know Lirin…more is always better.”
“Stay, play,” Goku offered, putting his arms around Yaone, crushing her to him, nearly drowning in her cleavage. “Oooo soft!”
“Oh hell,” Sanzo groaned, knowing no one was going anywhere, not with all the aphrodisiac floating around the room.
XXX
“Watching your rag tag team again? What now?” a man’s voice said behind Kanzeon, startling the bodhisattiva.
Startled or not, the delicate fingers of one of her (his?) hands plucked at a nipple, not even remotely concealed by the diaphanous gown. His (her?) other hand continued to move languidly over his cock. “Oh, they’re just being distracted again,” Kanzeon replied. “Wonderfully so.”
The other Aspect moved closer, trying to ignore the bodhisattiva, and peered through her ‘looking glass’ at Sanzo’s team. His eyes bugged. “Are they sleeping with the enemy?”
“They’re screwing anything that remotely moves.” Kanzeon sighed. “They have all the fun.”
He just blinked and backed out of the room.
XXX
“Oww, oww, oww, why do we have to drive so fast?” Goku moaned, shifting around on the back seat. “And why didn’t we get breakfast? I’m so hungry I could eat a mountain.”
“Because we came to before Kougaiji’s crew did and since we’d prefer not to kill them, moving on swiftly seemed like the thing to do,” Hakkai replied, grinning as he drove Jeep as if hell were at their heels.
“I don’t care if we kill them,” Sanzo mumbled, pinching his brow. “It would have been preferable to driving. That damn powder gave me a hangover that could be continued on the next guy.”
“I think it has,” Hakkai said, the pain showing in his eyes.
“I can’t even remember half of last night,” Goku groaned.
“I don’t fucking want to. One of those guys is my brother and I’m not into the brother-loving,” Gojyo shot back.
“Can’t we slow down now? Ow!” Goku yipped as Hakkai hit a pot hole. “My backside hurts.”
“Whose fault is that, stupid chimp? You’re the one who brought the chest into the hotel and kept coating us all with Ni’s sex powder,” Gojyo shot back, slumping over as much as he could in the cramped back seat.
“He ate the shit. That didn’t help matters,” Sanzo grumbled and Goku shot him an injured look.
”So really it’s all your fault, runt,” Gojyo shoved Goku
“Don’t call me that, you perverted kappa!” Goku shoved back.
“You’re pretty pervy yourself, bean!”
“Bite me!”
“I think I already did.”
“Shut up before you’re both pissing lead!” Sanzo ordered, standing up in the front seat and training his gun on them. When his companions quailed, he sat back down with a thump. “And no one will ever speak of last night again.”
They settled into their usual traveling mode. No one noticed Goku looking at the little vial he had salvaged from the hotel room, with just enough powder for a little fun later on.
XXX
“How are we going to explain this?” Doku-Gakuji asked, trying to muster some dignity.
“No one is going to believe this,” Yaone put in, mincing in pain along after Kougaiji. “I don’t want to believe it.”
“We tell them there was a mix up. They never got the box and it ended up…in the river,” Kougaiji said. A grim expression veiled his face. “We don’t need Ni’s twisted science to beat Sanzo’s team. We’ll get them next time. Now, we’ll never speak of last night again.”
No one even thought to argue.
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