night meeting - Lego Monkie Kid- shadowpeach oneshot

night meeting

Sun Wukong was there, on his usual cloud, he was trying to sleep even if too many thoughts in his head prevented him. it had been four days since he "defeated" his rival Macaque again, they were old friends even if in their very long friendship there was no shortage of feelings of real love.

the monkie king opened his eyes suddenly without moving other muscles of his body, he had heard something coming from outside his building. By now he could recognize those footsteps and the swish of the tail everywhere

《I heard you Mac, come right out.》

after two or three seconds of waiting the black monkey decided to come out.

《why are you here?》

Wukong didn't seem happy to see him, instead Mac had a smile on his face

《Did you think you stopped me long with those pathetic attacks? you haven't changed, Wukong》

both looked at each other with frozen eyes but neither of them moved

《if you want to fight you picked the wrong night, the little boy is here and i'm not going to mess》

Macaque slowly approached his rival while maintaining eye contact, Wukong was ready to react in case of an attack even though Mac was relaxed and didn't seem to want to attack him

《have you seen the full moon? it's a cloudless evening... does it remind you of anything?》

Wukong allowed himself a few seconds to think about an answer, but then his eyes widened again, blushing remembering the old full moon evenings spent with Macaque. he tried to hide his embarrassment even though it was useless, the two knew each other very well, and besides Wukong was not at all good at hiding his feelings

《so you remember that》

《shut up Macaque, it's been many years and I'm not going to do it with you again》

Macaque changed his smile to a sad and angry face, even its tail had stopped waving

《you know Wukong, since our last meeting I have felt very well your weak attacks, I have been playing your game but I don't understand why, you could have just deleted me but you didn't... why?》

Wukong looked down before answering

《because you don't deserve to die》

Macaque approached Wukong, he lifted his head with his hand and moved closer to kiss him, even though Wukong hesitated for a second he let himself be kissed. There was a deathly silence, you could only hear their breaths and their lips that occasionally parted, they shouldn't and couldn't make noise, though Mac was never good at holding back verses, they just had to hope not to wake up Mk.

《Have you done it with anyone else over the years? if you did, did you find someone worthy of me?》

Wukong looked away in frustration

《no waaayy! don't tell me that in 500 years since we've seen each other you haven't seen other people??》

《why, you do?》

Mac looked at him

《yeah but I wasn't sober and I don't remember a shit》

Wukong got slightly angry, grabbed Mac by the wrists and slammed him to the ground holding him still

《oh monkie king, you are such a gem》

《shut the fuck up.》

this time Wukong kissed Macaque even though it wasn't delicate at all, in fact both had to give in to their sexual instincts. Wukong started taking off his clothes, Macaque did the same.
even if neither of them would have ever admitted it, they had missed each other, it's not these hot moments but also the sweet ones, where they simply hugged and kissed for hours and hours.