The demon inspected the tiny, closed, red packet that Sanzo had handed to him carefully for a moment before he tore it open with his teeth, and tasted - something. Instead of tasting more, like he usually would have, he looked up at the blonde monk quizically.

"It's flavoured," Sanzo explained. "Cherry." Goku's grin spread all the way across his face. "I thought you'd like it," observed Sanzo, just before being pounced. The demon used a liberal amount of the clear liquid, spreading it against hard flesh and into that tiny, tight hole. He followed each touch of his fingers with a lick or kiss of his mouth, so that Sanzo was absolutely writhing underneath him, whimpering, nearly in tears because Goku was taking far too long doing all of that.

"Preparation shouldn't ta-... ayy-..." He yelped when he realized what Goku was doing. Licking - thrusting his tongue inside - so totally ravenously. Sanzo gave another squirm, closing his eyes.

"This..." Goku's voice was muffled by the part of Sanzo's anatomy he was devouring at the moment - his inner thigh. ".. tastes.. really good, Sanzo."

~*~

As soon as he came around, Sanzo decided that perhaps, next time, he'd let Goku try the grape.