This is the second of five scenes of the erotic tale inspired by "Journey to the West"


Scene Two - Under the heat of the sun of the scent of Sun Wukong sweat curling around, Tang Sanzang sits rigid, lips murmuring sutras to drown out the pounding of his heart. Beside him, Sun Wukong works on his skills as a warrior like a flame given form, golden eyes glinting with hunger, eyes already knows the battle the monk is losing. “All your vows,” Wukong purrs, fingers brushing the chest at Tang’s body, “yet you still look at me like a starving man.” Tang closes his eyes, whispering, “Desire is illusion… I must not… I cannot…” but his breath hitches when Wukong’s palm slides over his trembling hand. “Life is more than rules and prayers,” the Monkey King murmurs, mouth close to his ear, “let me show you how alive you really are.” The monk’s pulse thrums, torn between duty and the fire building in his chest, between Heaven’s teachings and the warm, wild body pressing into his — temptation given shape, desire he can no longer pretend not to feel.