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Hakkai thought he was dead.

Gojyo tore thought the Hotel, hunting down every place he thought Hakkai might go. The big library, the small library, the library with all the books bound in green. The really big library. The gardens. The other gardens. His room. Hakkai's old room. Sanzo's room. Bars 1-63.

Nothing.

Hakkai had already killed him once, and now Hakkai thought he was dead. As angry as Gojyo had been at the way Hakkai had treated him, that was nothing in the face of the possibility that Hakkai might hurt himself... or worse. What would he do if he thought Gojyo was gone for good? And what would Sanzo do in response?

As the days ticked by Gojyo grew increasingly frantic in his search, running up one hall and down the next until he collapsed more than once. "All right!" he shouted at last, leaning against the wall in the middle of an empty hallway, dripping with sweat and out of breath from his search. "All right, you fucker, you win. You want us to screw? We'll screw. Just let me find him."

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Gojyo let his eyes drift shut momentarily to properly appreciate that touch. A week or a lifetime, either way it was far too long to have gone without contact like that, and for a moment he fantasized about seizing Hakkai's wrist and forcing that gentle touch south.

"I sure am," he agreed amiably, fingers dipping further to tease at the edge of his balls. "At least once. Maybe even two or three times, before I have pity on you an' let you finish."

All he had to do was ask. Of course, that didn't mean that Hakkai would actually listen, but that was part of the fun, right?

Sighing softly, he let his legs part the tiniest bit before he closed them again, trapping those nimble fingers. Sex was all well and good, but things were just different with Gojyo and it'd been far too long since the redhead had touched him with anything other than questionable intent.

"Let me? How confident."

There were a lot of things Gojyo could ask for. Please touch me wasn't one of those things.

"I could say th'same to you," he purred, flexing those trapped fingers against the warm steel of Hakkai's thighs. "You're goin' up against Sha Gojyo. In th'bedroom, I always win."

Except all the times he hasn't. But let's skip over those for now.

"You're not proving that so far."

Yes, it was a little pushy, even for Hakkai, but even in games like this, he still did his best to keep a bit of control. Smirking, he rolled away from Gojyo and let his legs move just enough to free Gojyo's hand. If he had any real hope of containing Hakkai, he'd need both hands.