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all the affiliated characters are copyright to Kazuya Minekura.
No profit has or will be made off of this fiction.]
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~A Feline’s Touch~
Summary:
(39) Early-morning-in-bed
fluff. Sanzo discovers another of Goku's many
talents. The Tickle Monkey claims another victim, after which
there be snuggling and some much-welcomed whoopee.
Warnings:
R, (very) brief bit of boysmut and bad language
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It was the hour before dawn; and for no apparent reason, Sanzo was awake.
Though initially annoying the abrupt return to consciousness, which had very
rudely interrupted a pleasant dream sequence, was now working in his favor.
Lying curled onto his side, surrounded by soft cotton sheets and bolstered by
the down pillow beneath his head, Sanzo gave in and drowsed. So rarely was his
world in such a state of quiet calm that it was difficult now to not savor what
sensory comfort he was afforded.
However, it seemed the peaceful moment was to be short-lived.
The blankets shifted; a warm body pressed itself into Sanzo’s
back, and a pair of equally-tempered arms found their way around his
midsection. Sanzo inhaled, tensed slightly with the conditioning born from
years of shunning human contact, and then relaxed. He closed his eyes again,
warm and comfortable and ready to sleep.
And then he heard it. Felt it, too.
Sanzo’s eyes flew open once more. He frowned,
tried to trace the source of the noise. It didn’t take much effort. Shifting
inside the arms encircling him, Sanzo maneuvered himself until he was partially
able to look over his shoulder.
“You’re purring.”
The rumbling against his back stopped. “You know you like it.”
“I’m not answering to that. What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Nothing’s wrong with me.” Goku began to purr again. “I’m just super-happy
right now.”
In spite of a better judgment, Sanzo found himself soothed by the sensation.
Still and all, though pleasantly appeased, it would not do to allow this new
development to go uninvestigated. “Where, exactly, did you learn to do this?”
“Didn’ hafta learn,”
Goku slurred, mashing his face into Sanzo’s back. The
diadem’s metallic coolness stung his heated skin; raising his shoulder, Sanzo
shrugged away the affection.
“You didn’t, did you.” It was not a statement,
rather a question born of Sanzo’s curiosity upon
discovering yet another of Goku’s many talents. At
the same time, it was part of the game to not let on that he really wanted to
know more.
“Nope, I didn’t.” Goku yawned and stretched forward, pressing his hips into Sanzo’s lower back; fighting a pleased hiss, Sanzo bit his
lip and ground his teeth. “And I know how t’do other
stuff, too.”
It was obvious what Goku wanted, and Sanzo knew he was going get it. But it
didn’t hurt to put up a struggle; in the end, their odd brand of flirtation
only served to add to the enjoyment.
“We are NOT doing that here.” With a quick flip of his body, Sanzo turned
and captured Goku’s wandering fingers in his larger
hands. “So go back to bed.”
“No one’s listening,” Goku said, his eyes glinting. “They’re all ‘sleep.”
They were nose-to-nose now. “No, you’ve probably woken them all up by this
time. What the hell are you, a cat?”
“Everyone tells me ‘m a monkey,” Goku said with a wiggle. A hand slipped
free of Sanzo’s grasp and walked its way southward.
“My name’s Goku. Will you play with me? Eek eek.”
“There really is something wrong with you.” Sanzo groaned and bit his lip,
his belly twitching with the effort of holding back a laugh. “Stop it,
already.”
“Stop what?” Goku grinned and showed all his teeth. Monkey, indeed.
“Somebody’s trying not to laugh, isn’t he…”
“I am NOT. Cut it out, I said.”
It was a lost cause. Goku’s fingers, busy trailing
across Sanzo’s abdomen on their trek toward his
nether regions, suddenly stopped in mid-crawl. “What’s this? I sense someone is
feeling extra stubborn this morning.”
“Yes, he is. And he’s also tired.” Sanzo brushed Goku’s
hand away. “Go back to sleep. Monkey or cat or whatever you are, I’m not
playing with you today.”
A sigh issued in response. “All right,” Goku said with a boyish pout. He
drew nearer to Sanzo’s warmth and twined his arms
around him once more, hands coming to rest on the rise and fall of his lover’s
ribcage.
Then, he attacked.
“What the!” Before he could get away, Sanzo found
himself pinned to the mattress beneath a flurry of fingers.” “St-stop,
God-dammit! Goku!”
“Goku’s not here,” was the sing-song answer. “Just a stupid monkey.” Before Sanzo could formulate a
proper retort, the murderous fingers moved in for the kill. With a fierce nip
to the inside of his cheek, Sanzo fought to get away before he succumbed, but
it was no good. Goku was far, far stronger than he; resist as Sanzo might,
there was no escape...
“Okay, you win! STOP – TICK-LING – ME ALREADY!”
“Say ‘Monkey’,” Goku whispered mischievously, his fingers digging deeper
into Sanzo’s ribs; convulsing with laughter, Sanzo
gasped for breath.
“Monkey,” he wheezed as he fought to bring his mirth under control, “You …
are dead.”
The fingers ceased their torture. “I knew you’d see it my way.”
There was no answer from Sanzo until he’d finished sucking air. When he
could talk again he grabbed at his aching sides and groaned. “That…wasn’t
funny,” he finally said. “Don’t ever do it again.”
“No guarantees,” his attacker panted, a little out of wind himself. “But at
least I got you to laugh.”
And then Goku kissed him, pressing their hips together, his lips curving in
a smile of contentment as Sanzo’s body responded in
kind. “Y’might as well kiss
back,” he murmured, gently rubbing against his lover and emitting a soft
rumbling growl. “Cause I know you’re good ‘n’ awake now.”
The hell with it; he’d already lost his dignity once today, and trying to
resist Goku’s affections was useless anyhow. “You,”
Sanzo proclaimed, “are a very, very bad monkey.” So saying, he gave his
offender a swat on the ass. Goku’s eyes lit up and he
gave a surprised start.
“Yes, I am,” the monkey then said happily. “I need to be punished.”
“For once, you’re right,” Sanzo deadpanned. “But that’s just what you want,
isn’t it? Give me one good reason why I should give you what you want.”
----
“Shit!”
As his strangled cry pierced the air, Sanzo’s
white-knuckled grip on the bed sheets tightened and his back arched. With a
loud groan, he fought for control of his senses. “Stop and I’ll kill you,” he
hissed as he gasped for breath.
The hand encircling his erection suddenly ceased its motion. “I wouldn’t
dream of it,” Goku whispered, reaching up to kiss him as he spoke; with a growl
of frustration Sanzo nonetheless leaned forward to accept the proffered lips.
And was promptly denied as Goku’s
head disappeared under the rumpled blankets.
Sanzo abandoned rational thought with a loud groan as Goku’s
mouth took him in, all the way down. Fierce waves of pleasure gripped him
tightly and he bucked upward; Goku took it in stride, lips forming a smile
around Sanzo’s member as he followed the movement,
and then he began to suck. Gently, teasingly, with maddeningly slow strokes of
his tongue.
“Are we having fun yet?” he murmured around the flesh in his mouth. Sanzo
clenched his eyes shut at the sensation and moaned.
“You,” he rasped with tremendous effort, forcing himself to breathe, “You
are ten times worse than a monkey.”
To that Goku smirked. “No, I’m better, ‘cuz
monkeys can’t do this.” He returned his lips to Sanzo’s
erection, thrusting it deeply into his mouth and starting to purr once more.
The gentle vibrating sensation and warmth of Goku’s
lips and tongue at last proved too much for Sanzo’s
body. With a hoarse cry, he came.
As the incredible high ended, Sanzo opened his eyes to find Goku’s face resting peacefully on his stomach. “You always
taste good,” the youth said with a giggle, and ducked the weak thwap aimed at his head. “Does this mean you’re going to
punish me now?”
Well, if he wanted “punishment”, Goku was going to have his way. “You asked
for it,” Sanzo said huskily. Then, energized once more at the prospect he
commanded, “Come here, you little brat.”
As he was rolled onto his back, hands pinned above his head, Goku merely
laughed at the threat. “I’m a glutton for your discipline,”
he said with a pleased sigh.
Time ceased to exist.
----
The sun had risen before Sanzo returned again to wakefulness. Its warmth spilled
through the window and illuminated the slitted amber
eyes locked on his face. A calloused hand, fingers lazily threading through
waterfalls of golden hair, stopped and rested against his cheek.
“’K’you,” Goku finally whispered, burying his face
into Sanzo’s neck; Sanzo fought a smile.
“You’re purring again.”
“Muh huh.”
“You’re so confusing.”
“Yuh.”
“And annoying.”
Goku sunk his teeth into the column of Sanzo’s
throat. “Just shuddup already.”
“Fine, fine. Just stop biting me like that. It
hurts.”
They lay together a bit longer. Then Goku said, “Y’know,
you’re the real cat.”
“Oh?” Sanzo couldn’t stop himself from sounding surprised. “Do tell.”
“Yup, y’are.” Goku
yawned. “Cause you know what you want, but ya won’t
ever admit it. So I gotta chase ya,
an’ catch ya, an’ rub y’r
ears ‘til you stop tryin’ ta
get away.”
“That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard,” Sanzo huffed. “Plus, what does
that make you, then?”
“Just the monkey.” Goku made a sleepy noise. “But I
guess that’s okay.”
“Monkeys aren’t supposed to purr,” Sanzo pointed out before answering with
his own exhausted yawn. “Stop being such a contradiction.”
“Too bad. This one does,” Goku answered. His eyes
drooped. “I can’t help it, it’s your fault anyway… but I’ll try an’ stop if y’want me to…”
There was little point in trying to lie about it. “I don’t mind it so much,”
Sanzo admitted. “Just don’t do it in public or I’ll kill you.”
“No guarantees.”
“You’d forget you made them anyway.”
Two very satisfied felines, they curled around each other and slept.
[~:.:~]
[~owari~]
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