"He went willingly, as if he was some tavern slut desperate to be fucked. Gojyo went deep, deeper, murmuring things Sanzo didn't want to hear, but that didn't matter. It was easy enough to block him out, to focus instead on the pounding of his own heartbeat, the roaring in his ears, the throbbing of his cock."

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