Title: Worth the Wait
Author: Aeneus
Email: aeneus111 (a) hotmail (dot) com
Website: http://www.geocities.com/aeneusfiction
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jeep/Hakkai
Summary: Quality time between a man and his
pet.
A/N: Inspired by some naughty Jeep/Hakkai fanart
by Xpyne. Beta'ed by fellow Jeep-perv: tj_dragonblade.
Disclaimer: All of these characters belong
to Kazuya Minekura. This is written purely for my own entertainment and
hopefully that of others.
---
"Hakkai!" Goku cried indignantly
from the backseat. "You've made me drop my meat bun!"
"I'm sorry, Goku, I hadn't seen that
tree stump," Hakkai apologized, his smile frozen on his face. It was only
a few more miles until the next town. Finally a town big enough to hold a
reasonably sized inn.
"What's the hurry?" Sanzo asked
from the seat next to him.
"Why Sanzo, I'd have thought you'd be
looking forward to a decent rest more than anyone?" Hakkai countered.
Sanzo shrugged, and let the issue drop.
Hakkai brought his eyes back to the road, pleased in successfully diverting
Sanzo's attention. He doubted anyone could be more in a hurry to get to the
next town than he was right now. Weeks and weeks had gone by camping and
sharing accommodations. Never had there been a moment of privacy for what
Hakkai needed. And he knew he wasn't the only one feeling that way.
He felt it in the tremor of the steering
wheel; he could hear it in the engine's purr when his hand gripped the
gearshift, unnoticeable by the others over the sound of the acceleration. Jeep
knew where they where going and Jeep was making just as sure as Hakkai that
they were getting there fast. Even if that meant refusing to go round
obstructing tree stumps. But whatever abuse Hakkai could inflict on Jeep as he
drove him, he knew he would be paid back in full. If only they could get to the
damn town…
Hakkai stepped on the gas, ignoring further
objections from the backseat. Underneath him, Jeep kyuued encouragingly.
---
Hakkai slapped down Sanzo's gold card and
booked four private rooms in the town's most comfortable inn. Goku and Gojyo
had already wandered off; Sanzo stood next to him, glaring at anyone who would
dare approach them.
"I think I could use a shower,"
Hakkai said to excuse himself. "I'll see you at dinner, Sanzo?"
Sanzo took his gold card back and grunted.
But for once Hakkai didn't care about Sanzo's mood. He casually stroked Jeep's
tail hanging over his shoulder and felt the stiffening of the small dragon
draped around his neck. Nothing else could distract him now as Hakkai made his
way to his room.
He really could use a shower and the first
thing Hakkai did was strip off. Jeep sat on the bed and watched, his eyes
following every move. Hakkai knew the dragon didn't like it when he was dirty.
He went into the bathroom, leaving the door open for Jeep to follow. He filled
the sink up with water and let Jeep settle into it, then stepped into the
shower himself.
Jeep splashed in the sink while Hakkai
soaped himself up with the inn's complementary shower gel. He had left the
shower curtain open. He couldn't see Jeep very well without his monocle, so he
let Jeep's sounds guide his actions.
He knew the dragon was watching as his hand
slipped down over his hardening cock. Already, he was bursting with need. He
steadied himself with one hand on the wall, while his other hand rubbed the gel
between his ass cheeks and around his hole; letting the anticipation of what
was to come fill him. A warning 'kyuu' coming from the sink told him he
shouldn't indulge himself any longer and hurry up. Hakkai smiled and obliged,
rinsing off and stepping out of the shower. Jeep immediately settled on his
shoulders and wrapped himself tight, purring impatiently near his ear. Hakkai
had become quite skilled in recognizing the different sounds his pet could
make. After all, he'd had years of practice…
---
For once, Gojyo had been sober enough to
call him and let him know he wasn't coming home that evening. Hakkai could hear
a girlish giggle through the line and imagined some blond floozy standing next
to Gojyo as he made the call. Gojyo was clearly feeling lucky that night, and
Hakkai didn't intend to be left behind. Even if he had only himself to please.
Taking advantage of his free time and privacy, Hakkai laid down on his bed, his
head resting on his arm, and slowly stroked his cock to hardness. He closed his
eyes, trying to think of an appropriate fantasy. After a few moments, Hakkai
stopped, feeling someone watching him. He opened his eyes and found his newly
acquired pet dragon sitting on the end of the bed, his wings outstretched and
his red eyes staring at him. Jeep's name died on Hakkai's lips. There was
something in Jeep's eyes that warned Hakkai not to speak.
Slowly, without looking away, Hakkai resumed
his strokes. They stayed locked in this inhuman staring match until Hakkai was
on the edge of his climax. He bit his lip to stifle any cries, freezing as the
final stroke made him spill his come over his hand.
He could have sworn Jeep looked pleased,
before flying off and settling on a nearby windowsill.
That had only been the start. Over the
years, Jeep had become more and more active, till Hakkai had learned fully to
submit to his pet's wants. Gojyo had occasionally raised questions about
Hakkai's lack of relationships, but his grief for Kanan had always provided a
sufficient excuse.
---
One thing that Hakkai had learned was that
Jeep liked it when Hakkai was wet, so he barely dried himself off. He didn't
want to wait any longer anyway. He dropped down on the bed, making Jeep fly up
from his shoulders and settle between his legs. Hakkai drew up his legs and
spread his knees, giving Jeep a good view. Jeep's wings stroked the inside of
his thighs appreciatively. Hakkai knew he should prepare himself. He squeezed
some left-over shower gel over his fingers and reached between his legs. Jeep
kyuued hungrily as Hakkai quickly pressed his slick finger inside and began
finger fucking himself. The dragon flew up and landed on his chest. His long
neck curled and the rough tongue licked over his nipple, making Hakkai arch up
and press his finger even deeper.
Hakkai was moaning loudly, too desperate to
worry about discretion. It was a good thing he had made sure to take the room
at the end of the hallway. He drew out his finger and turned over to let Jeep
settle on his back. The dragon's sharp claws dug into his skin for purchase.
Hakkai hissed loudly through his teeth, relishing the painful contact. He knew
this was payback for all the hours he drove Jeep around in his car form. Now it
was the dragon's turn.
Hakkai released a deep pleasured groan as
the tip of Jeep's tail pushed inside him. Hakkai grabbed his cock and began
pumping feverishly. Jeep nipped at the back of his neck, withdrawing his tail
and then twisting it back even deeper inside Hakkai's body. Hakkai cried out,
pushing himself backwards and fisting his cock. He had learned how much his pet
liked it if he was vocal; every moan earning him another nip of his ear, every
pant another stab of Jeep's tail. He could feel the tip bend inside him,
hitting him exactly where he wanted it. The louder he cried, the more force
Jeep applied, driving Hakkai mad with need until he could take no more and
exploded his release over the mattress.
Hakkai sagged down and rolled over on his
side, mindful not to trap Jeep. The dragon climbed over him and began licking
the residue off Hakkai's limp cock. Hakkai's hand stroked Jeep's neck,
eliciting a long deep purr without stopping Jeep's actions. Once Jeep had
licked him clean, he grabbed the blanket and drew it over the both of them.
---
It was ironic it had taken him 500 years to
get his Field Marshal to submit to him in bed. Gojun hadn't made it a habit to
order his subordinates into bed with him. Enough of them went willingly anyway.
But he knew it would have taken an order for Tenpou to submit to him. At the
time, the man had been too besotted with his books and had seemed barely aware
that there were other pleasures to be had, outside of printed pages and
planning strategies.
Times certainly had changed, Gojun mused as
he looked at Hakkai's sleeping, sated body next to him. He craned his neck to
carefully lick the shell of Hakkai's earlobe and watched the man sigh in his
sleep. A pleasure like that was worth the 500 year wait.
Their actions in Heaven had doomed them all
and had dragged him down with them. He might be trapped in this puny reflection
of his former self, but every time he had the man squirming beneath him, with
his tail buried deep inside the man's body, his claws in the man's flesh and
the sound of the man's pleas for more in his ears, Gojun had his reward.
END
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