Kiss Thief
What's it feel like to kiss a Sanzo? It's a question I'm sure no woman, or even man for that matter, couldn't help but think upon seeing that gorgeous blonde for the first time. Well, you're in luck. I just happen to know the answer to that question. I know, I'm such a lucky guy. But it wasn't all luck- it takes quite a bit of charm… Sort of… Alright, maybe a little bit of strength too.
What's it feel like to kiss a Sanzo? Depends on how you do it.
The first time, I was a little rough with him. I can't stand that high and mighty attitude of his, and he just happened to look down his nose at me one too many times that day. I had him pinned by his narrow little shoulders to the wall, blocking any escape attempts with my body. As usual, he tried to pull that knee to the groin thing, which I blocked with my leg. I put a hand on either side of his face and forced my lips against his. He was making that growling noise that meant I was going to get my head blown off in a second, but my mouth smothered the sound. Lucky for me, I'd caught him with his lips slightly apart. I easily thrust my tongue inside and had a little look around. Sanzo gasped at the intrusion, trying to decide whether he was angry or enjoying it. Then the little bastard bit down as hard as he could. I couldn't eat properly for a few days after that, but with his taste still lingering in my mouth, I wasn't too broken up about it. What's it feel like to kiss a Sanzo? Sort of like a hang-over… It hurts like a bitch afterwards, but damn did that stuff taste good.