Title: Sweet Torture
Author: mustanginblue 
Rating: Hard R (heh heh heh hard...)
A/N: For animanga_maniac so she will stop whining...

Hakkai pushed Sanzo's hair aside and bent his head to kiss the nape of his lover’s neck while Sanzo pretended to ignore him and continued to look at the maps hanging on the wall.  Hakkai hadn’t thought to go any further but Sanzo’s scent was intoxicating to him and he kissed the priest's neck again as he pulled Sanzo's body tightly against him. They had had been sleeping together three weeks now and he still couldn’t figure out what it was about the blond man that aroused him every time he got too close.  It was as though Sanzo was a drug he was addicted to and every dose dragged him in deeper.  It worried him because he had no intention of being with the foul-mouthed priest forever but he certainly wasn’t ready to let him go yet.  

He slid his hands under the hem of Sanzo's tight black shirt, working it up so he could run them up over the flat plane of the priest's chest.  He then reached one hand down to cup the Sanzo's balls while stroking the underside of his rising cock with his thumb.  Sanzo wasn’t ignoring him now, he was arching his back, pushing against Hakkai's hand as a moan escaped his lips.  Hakkai brought one hand up to turn Sanzo's mouth to his.  The priest turned his body around as well and Hakkai shoved him against the wall, still exploring with his hands.  
“Put your hands on the wall and don’t move them.” He breathed the command into Sanzo's ear and the priest complied. Hakkai began to work his way down Sanzo's throat kissing every inch of skin that was not still covered by the black shirt. When he got to Sanzo's chest he pushed the shirt up further to suck and bite the priest's hardening nipples until Sanzo cried out.  Hakkai wrapped one arm around the priest's waist and with the other he stroked Sanzo's cock while kissing him deeply, sucking at his tongue.  He dropped to his knees, briefly finding it amusing that he was in a submissive position yet he held all the power.  He took Sanzo in his mouth, working his way down the shaft, teasing with his tongue as he went along.  One of Sanzo's hands crept into his hair but Hakkai captured it, forcing it back against the wall.  He released the hand and placed both of his on the priest's hips, holding him there, unable to respond to the rhythm Hakkai set.  It wasn’t long until Sanzo's fingers began clawing the wall and his breath tore from his lungs in ragged bursts.

Sanzo's scream echoed in Hakkai's ears as the priest came, filling Hakkai's mouth with bitter, salty fluid. When Hakkai released him, the priest closed his eyes and slid down to collapse on the floor.  Hakkai sat back on his ankles for a moment and then stood.

“Hurry and get dressed. We have miles to go before we sleep.”

“But don’t you want…?” Sanzo mumbled, not really sounding as though he cared if Hakkai did want to or not.

“Tonight, yes." A hint of steel crept into Hakkai's words. "And it better be worth my time.” 

He walked out of the room and went downstairs to rouse their traveling companions, leaving the priest to shakily dress himself and begin planning the nights activities.