Just the once: part two
Second part, started off as a gag and then I felt bad for everyone involved.
A Shit of a Day...
(or the one shot that isn't anymore)
“Slower, mm-uh! Slower!”
“Do you wanna stop? ‘Cause ‘m so close you’ll have to blow me if we do.”
“Nuh, fuck, not enough lube for how you fuck, go slow.”
“Oh yeah, so hot.”
“That’s it, m’close... close.”
“Should... should do this again... another time... less fucked up... time.”
“Shut up, bite me, gets me there... gets me... unh.”
“Dirty.”
“Oh, nuh, nuh, fuck me fuckme!”
“God, take it you cunthole, take my cock!”
“Fuck!”
“Hah, hah... shit.”
“Fuck, feel better, needed that.”
“Hell yeah.”
“Can’t feel my ass anymore.”
“Shit.”
“What? What’d you do?”
“Um, should have listened to you about slowing down.”
“Am I bleeding? Gojyo, something’s dripping down my leg, did you bust my fucking ass open?”
“Well, sorta but, um...”
“Spit it the fuck out, what did you do? I need my ass.”
“Uh, condom broke.”
“...”
“I’m sure I’m clean.”
“I hate you sometimes.”
---
It had been a shit day. There’d been rain and youkai and Sanzo’d had to yell at everyone because they were idiots. Despite his best attempts his sutra had gotten wet and it always took for bloody ever to dry properly. He’d gotten blood on his shoes from one of Gojyo’s messy kills. Then Gojyo’d had the indecency to be pissed when he took a potshot at him. Then the stupid bloody jeep drove into a pit trap and had be carried ten fucking kilometres, still in the rain, until they hit a village. A village with only two spare rooms in a leaky inn. So he was stuck rooming with Hakkai, still the best of very poor choices, while he sulked over his pet dragon.
And now, just as he was getting ready to smoke and glare out the window, youkai were attacking again.
“Sanzo, we are here for the...” Screeched a grey-coloured youkai.
Sanzo shot him between his pointy eyes.
“Shut the fuck up, I’m not in the mood.”
Hakkai stood up, sighing wearily and took position by the window.
“I’ll hold them off here for a while.” He said, gingerly placing Jeep on the bedside table.
“I’ll go get the other two.” Grunted Sanzo.
He didn’t encounter anymore youkai on his way to the two idiots’ room. He could hear them coming up the stairs though. He decided to kick their door down to save some time. His foot hit the cheap wood with a very satisfying crunch and he heard Gojyo whining before he saw him.
“Look, I said I was sorry.”
“Hey fuckwits, we’ve got comp... ah...”
It took Sanzo a few seconds to believe what he was seeing. For a millisecond he thought the slut and the ape had gotten into a fight and Gojyo’d pinned him to the desk that had come with their room. Then it occurred to him that their pants were both down and Goku looked wet-eyed and Gojyo looked guilty. Then it occurred to him that Goku had bite marks on his neck. Then it occurred to him that there was blood dripping down the inside of Goku’s thighs.
Among other fluids.
It took Sanzo no time at all to come to a conclusion after that.
Sanzo took aim at Gojyo’s head.
“I am going to kill you, you sorry fucking piece of shit whore.”
“Sanzo! We are here for the...”
“Fuck! Off!” Sanzo spun his arm and fired a round, “Can’t you see I’m fucking busy!”
Sanzo heard the tinkle of breaking glass and realised that Gojyo had made a break for it, one short look told him that he’d taken Goku along. Sanzo turned to the youkai staring at the dust of their fallen companion.
“Assfucker took my fucking monkey!” Sanzo screamed, “Not. Fucking. Interested in dealing with you right. Now.”
The youkai looked amongst themselves for a moment. They nudged the least stupid of their number forward.
“Um, was that a euphemism?”
“No!” Sanzo shouted, then he shot a youkai that looked vaguely like Gojyo in the foot. He fell over.
The youkai looked at their fallen comrade then they looked at their smart one.
“I can see that this is a bad time, so we’ll just come back tomorrow...” said the youkai, as reasonably as possible.
Sanzo glared.
“We’ll come back next Tuesday, maybe. We’ll send you a note first.”
Sanzo’s upper lip curled skyward, “Whatever it takes to get you out of my sight.”
The smart youkai rapidly flicked his hands towards the stairwell. His companions picked up their fallen comrade and made a run for it. The smart youkai backed away slowly.
“Thank you very much Sanzo-sama, we look forward to getting kill- I mean dealing with you in the future.”
Then he ran.
Sanzo turned around and walked back towards his room. Hakkai was still standing by the window, looking perplexed. He turned towards the priest and shrugged his shoulders.
“They’re gone.” He said, “How very odd.”
Sanzo took a moment because he wasn’t really sure how he was going to break his news easily to one of the few people he genuinely respected in this world.
“Are Goku and Gojyo alright?”
“No and not when I get my hands on him.”
Hakkai gave him a Look, “Sanzo, what’s going on.”
So he told him.
---
“Fuck, fuck.”
Gojyo wasn’t exactly sure how to deal with the monkey when he was like this, mainly because he never acted like this. Goku had three main ways of being, he could be hungry (for food, a fight or entertainment), he could be happy (because he had food, a fight or entertainment) or he could be mopey because of Sanzo.
He’d never chucked an anguished wobbly before.
“Goku, look.” Gojyo tried, switching to his brother voice even though he’d just fucked the kid raw less than an hour before.
“Shutup!” Goku screeched, “Do you even know how fucking mad he is right now!”
Gojyo swallowed.
“Take the scorpion incident, the day you used his newspaper in the bog, every time someone has mistaken him for a woman.” Goku hissed, “Take all those things and then multiply them by a million, that’s how fucking pissed he is.”
Gojyo remembered the bog incident and shuddered, “Oh, crap.”
“He’s going to rip you a new areshole and I don’t even know what he’s going to do to me.” Goku continued, voice climbing in pitch, “I can see locks though and caves and dark places and I can’t fucking go back there.”
Goku took a deep, gulping breath.
“Not again. Can’t do it. Can’t do it again.”
Goku curled in on himself. Gojyo slumped down next to him, listening to the rain bucketing down outside the cave they’d holed up in. Water dripped into a miserable puddle by his feet. He heard the monkey sniffle.
“I’m sorry Goku,” He ventured gently, “I never meant for the monk to find out about this.”
“He’s not good with this stuff,” he said softly, completely ignoring the fact that Sanzo wasn’t particularly good with any form of stuff, “He’s going to hate me now.”
“Well he’s an ass then.” Said Gojyo.
Goku glared at him but it was half-hearted.
“Didn’t even hear him coming.” Gojyo said, surprise overpowering the dread.
“Neither did I, I was too distracted by being angry at you.”
“Wish we’d taken a moment to pull our pants up before we had that conversation.”
Goku blushed, “Did the rain wash away the... stuff... on my legs.”
Gojyo took a peek.
Goku looked at him expectantly.
“You’re good.” Gojyo replied, relieved.
Goku’s head hit the rock behind him as he leaned back.
“Thank God.”
“Don’t thank that bitch, I’m sure she had a hand in this.”
Next Part
A Shit of a Day...
(or the one shot that isn't anymore)
“Slower, mm-uh! Slower!”
“Do you wanna stop? ‘Cause ‘m so close you’ll have to blow me if we do.”
“Nuh, fuck, not enough lube for how you fuck, go slow.”
“Oh yeah, so hot.”
“That’s it, m’close... close.”
“Should... should do this again... another time... less fucked up... time.”
“Shut up, bite me, gets me there... gets me... unh.”
“Dirty.”
“Oh, nuh, nuh, fuck me fuckme!”
“God, take it you cunthole, take my cock!”
“Fuck!”
“Hah, hah... shit.”
“Fuck, feel better, needed that.”
“Hell yeah.”
“Can’t feel my ass anymore.”
“Shit.”
“What? What’d you do?”
“Um, should have listened to you about slowing down.”
“Am I bleeding? Gojyo, something’s dripping down my leg, did you bust my fucking ass open?”
“Well, sorta but, um...”
“Spit it the fuck out, what did you do? I need my ass.”
“Uh, condom broke.”
“...”
“I’m sure I’m clean.”
“I hate you sometimes.”
---
It had been a shit day. There’d been rain and youkai and Sanzo’d had to yell at everyone because they were idiots. Despite his best attempts his sutra had gotten wet and it always took for bloody ever to dry properly. He’d gotten blood on his shoes from one of Gojyo’s messy kills. Then Gojyo’d had the indecency to be pissed when he took a potshot at him. Then the stupid bloody jeep drove into a pit trap and had be carried ten fucking kilometres, still in the rain, until they hit a village. A village with only two spare rooms in a leaky inn. So he was stuck rooming with Hakkai, still the best of very poor choices, while he sulked over his pet dragon.
And now, just as he was getting ready to smoke and glare out the window, youkai were attacking again.
“Sanzo, we are here for the...” Screeched a grey-coloured youkai.
Sanzo shot him between his pointy eyes.
“Shut the fuck up, I’m not in the mood.”
Hakkai stood up, sighing wearily and took position by the window.
“I’ll hold them off here for a while.” He said, gingerly placing Jeep on the bedside table.
“I’ll go get the other two.” Grunted Sanzo.
He didn’t encounter anymore youkai on his way to the two idiots’ room. He could hear them coming up the stairs though. He decided to kick their door down to save some time. His foot hit the cheap wood with a very satisfying crunch and he heard Gojyo whining before he saw him.
“Look, I said I was sorry.”
“Hey fuckwits, we’ve got comp... ah...”
It took Sanzo a few seconds to believe what he was seeing. For a millisecond he thought the slut and the ape had gotten into a fight and Gojyo’d pinned him to the desk that had come with their room. Then it occurred to him that their pants were both down and Goku looked wet-eyed and Gojyo looked guilty. Then it occurred to him that Goku had bite marks on his neck. Then it occurred to him that there was blood dripping down the inside of Goku’s thighs.
Among other fluids.
It took Sanzo no time at all to come to a conclusion after that.
Sanzo took aim at Gojyo’s head.
“I am going to kill you, you sorry fucking piece of shit whore.”
“Sanzo! We are here for the...”
“Fuck! Off!” Sanzo spun his arm and fired a round, “Can’t you see I’m fucking busy!”
Sanzo heard the tinkle of breaking glass and realised that Gojyo had made a break for it, one short look told him that he’d taken Goku along. Sanzo turned to the youkai staring at the dust of their fallen companion.
“Assfucker took my fucking monkey!” Sanzo screamed, “Not. Fucking. Interested in dealing with you right. Now.”
The youkai looked amongst themselves for a moment. They nudged the least stupid of their number forward.
“Um, was that a euphemism?”
“No!” Sanzo shouted, then he shot a youkai that looked vaguely like Gojyo in the foot. He fell over.
The youkai looked at their fallen comrade then they looked at their smart one.
“I can see that this is a bad time, so we’ll just come back tomorrow...” said the youkai, as reasonably as possible.
Sanzo glared.
“We’ll come back next Tuesday, maybe. We’ll send you a note first.”
Sanzo’s upper lip curled skyward, “Whatever it takes to get you out of my sight.”
The smart youkai rapidly flicked his hands towards the stairwell. His companions picked up their fallen comrade and made a run for it. The smart youkai backed away slowly.
“Thank you very much Sanzo-sama, we look forward to getting kill- I mean dealing with you in the future.”
Then he ran.
Sanzo turned around and walked back towards his room. Hakkai was still standing by the window, looking perplexed. He turned towards the priest and shrugged his shoulders.
“They’re gone.” He said, “How very odd.”
Sanzo took a moment because he wasn’t really sure how he was going to break his news easily to one of the few people he genuinely respected in this world.
“Are Goku and Gojyo alright?”
“No and not when I get my hands on him.”
Hakkai gave him a Look, “Sanzo, what’s going on.”
So he told him.
---
“Fuck, fuck.”
Gojyo wasn’t exactly sure how to deal with the monkey when he was like this, mainly because he never acted like this. Goku had three main ways of being, he could be hungry (for food, a fight or entertainment), he could be happy (because he had food, a fight or entertainment) or he could be mopey because of Sanzo.
He’d never chucked an anguished wobbly before.
“Goku, look.” Gojyo tried, switching to his brother voice even though he’d just fucked the kid raw less than an hour before.
“Shutup!” Goku screeched, “Do you even know how fucking mad he is right now!”
Gojyo swallowed.
“Take the scorpion incident, the day you used his newspaper in the bog, every time someone has mistaken him for a woman.” Goku hissed, “Take all those things and then multiply them by a million, that’s how fucking pissed he is.”
Gojyo remembered the bog incident and shuddered, “Oh, crap.”
“He’s going to rip you a new areshole and I don’t even know what he’s going to do to me.” Goku continued, voice climbing in pitch, “I can see locks though and caves and dark places and I can’t fucking go back there.”
Goku took a deep, gulping breath.
“Not again. Can’t do it. Can’t do it again.”
Goku curled in on himself. Gojyo slumped down next to him, listening to the rain bucketing down outside the cave they’d holed up in. Water dripped into a miserable puddle by his feet. He heard the monkey sniffle.
“I’m sorry Goku,” He ventured gently, “I never meant for the monk to find out about this.”
“He’s not good with this stuff,” he said softly, completely ignoring the fact that Sanzo wasn’t particularly good with any form of stuff, “He’s going to hate me now.”
“Well he’s an ass then.” Said Gojyo.
Goku glared at him but it was half-hearted.
“Didn’t even hear him coming.” Gojyo said, surprise overpowering the dread.
“Neither did I, I was too distracted by being angry at you.”
“Wish we’d taken a moment to pull our pants up before we had that conversation.”
Goku blushed, “Did the rain wash away the... stuff... on my legs.”
Gojyo took a peek.
Goku looked at him expectantly.
“You’re good.” Gojyo replied, relieved.
Goku’s head hit the rock behind him as he leaned back.
“Thank God.”
“Don’t thank that bitch, I’m sure she had a hand in this.”
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