SKINNY DIPPING by clueless_psycho

Note: Written specially for Sanzo’s birthday

The rain finally stopped after lunch time, but Sanzo was still not happy. Afternoon meant that there was no point in continuing the journey as they would end up having to find another inn to stay the night in four or five hours time.

He was already not happy that they were stranded in this inn for three days, because of the continuous rain, while this inn was overlooking the river. One only needed to walk for a minute or less to get to the river.

At least, the river did not flood.

“Are we going now, Sanzo?” Sanzo vaguely heard Hakkai’s voice but it was only when Hakkai called out his name once again a little louder that he realized that he’d been drifting off, brooding right on the dining table.

“I don’t think so,” said Sanzo, getting up. “We’ll leave tomorrow morning.”

As he glided out of the dining room, Sanzo thought that he heard a sigh of relief from Hakkai and Gojyo.

Yeah, right. One more night under solid roof. The lovebirds practically spent every minutes of their imprisonment in this inn being locked inside their bedroom. It was good that Sanzo got a room down the corridor, a few doors away from their room and he did not have to share it with Goku. Otherwise, he’d lost his insanity, he knew that. The two lovebirds were as horny as rabbits and simply had no shame and Sanzo wondered whether he should just leave them here and continue the journey alone. He could live the remaining years of his life without listening to their moans and pants every night. Thank you.

Sanzo was intending to go back to his room, meditate a while and read the rest of the newspapers, but as he stepped inside and smelled the musky scent of the room, he decided that it was best to meditate outside.

At least, the air was fresher outside, although the ground was watery and in some parts of the inn’s yard, the soil had become sticky. And actually, he pretty liked the smell of wet soil after raining.

Sanzo walked for sometime until he found a place he thought suitable for meditating. Which, conveniently, was by the river. He shrugged and set to sit on the big stone under the big tree. At least the stone was dry although water still dripped from the leaves above.

First thing first, Sanzo fished out his cigarette pack from his sleeve.

There was nothing like smoking after eating. Especially in a cold day like this.

Now that he was smoking, the thought of brooding sounded more enticing than meditating. Especially because he was near the river.

He could live without getting near the river another time.

He could live without hearing splashing water as kids were making fun of him.

He could live without hearing Hakkai moan like he meant it.

Sanzo’s eyes snapped open.

Hakkai? Moan? In the river?

He frowned as he suddenly was hit by a very good idea on why Hakkai was moaning in the river.

Shameless bastard, he cursed under his breath. Make it addressed to Gojyo too because he knew Hakkai wouldn’t be moaning like that if Gojyo was not around.

“Sssshhh,” a low hissing confirmed his suspicion. “You wanna attract the whole village to come here and watch us?”

Disgusting, Sanzo snorted.

“But Gojyo… aaaaa… hhhhh…”

Oh please, Sanzo knew he could live without hearing Hakkai moaning like Gojyo was his best sex ever.

Hakkai moaned again, a little louder, but it was obvious he made an effort to choke down his moan as best as he could.

Sanzo bit his lower lip.

Hakkai’s moan became more… painful… lustful and Sanzo was counting at the back of his mind.

At the sixth count, Hakkai let out a choked cry, followed by low grunts from Gojyo’s throat.

Sanzo scowled at the realization that he had bit his lips to bleed. He licked his poor lips, totally unamused at finding out that he’d been listening to Hakkai’s moans with interest.

Moron, he cursed himself as he got up.

Fuck the rain too because the coldness it created had shrunk his pants. They were a bit too tight around the hips now.

Sanzo leaned at the tree trunk, crossing his arms over his chest. He was not happy. He knew that it was not his jeans shrinking, but it was his cock hardening. It was silly, he felt stupid. He should’ve had better self control than this, how come he got hard just by listening Hakkai moaning out his orgasm?

It was disgusting.

It was…

Sanzo closed his eyes as he heard Hakkai started to pant.

Are they going to do it again? They’re shameless.

They are driving me crazy.

They are…

Sanzo stepped out from behind the tree to face his two companions. They were deep in the water, only half of their necks and their heads were above the surface and seeing how close their heads to each other was, Sanzo could imagine their positions under the water.

Hakkai saw him first, his eyes fluttered open lazily, but he looked spaced out and ignorant with his surroundings. He only gave a little smile and murmured, ”Sanzo” in a cracked voice.

Gojyo gave him a smug grin. “Care to join us, Sanzo sama?” he mocked as if he was challenging Sanzo.

“Why not?” said Sanzo as he pulled the belt of his robe off.

Shoot him if it was not passion flickering in Hakkai’s eyes at the sight of he shrugging his robe off. But Sanzo kept his eyes on Hakkai’s, convincing him that he meant what he was doing.

“It’s skinny dipping,” Gojyo yelled out. “Don’t leave anything on.”

“You think I’m stupid?” snapped Sanzo as he pushed his briefs down and earned himself a lustful whistle from Gojyo.

The water was cold, the stream scary. Sanzo shivered a bit but he steeled himself enough to cross it to reach the kappa and the youkai. Hakkai moved to tear his body away from Gojyo and welcomed Sanzo in his arms. Sanzo let Hakkai wrap his arms around his shoulder but had his back on Hakkai. Down under the water, Sanzo could feel Hakkai’s erection touched his butt. He ignored that. For the moment.

“It’s good, isn’t?” whispered Hakkai as he pressed his lips on Sanzo’s temple, tightened his hug to keep Sanzo still.

“Hn.” Silly. Why did he suddenly feel all sappy and soft that he let Hakkai hold him as if he needed to be protected from the world?

Meanwhile, Gojyo had turned around to his other side, effectively sandwiching Sanzo between him amd Hakkai.

“Do you know what date is it today?” Hakkai murmured again, cold lips brushing his earlobe, making him shudder.

Sanzo blinked. How the hell he should remember what date was it today>

“It’s twenty ninth of November,” Hakkai answered for him. Hakkai paused for a breath before continuing, “It’s you’re birthday.”

Sanzo was startled. Was it?

But Gojyo had already grinned from ear to ear.

“Happy birthday,” said Gojyo, before pressing his cold lips on Sanzo’s.

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~end~