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[Titty McNipples]

Țɦε 31st of Cɦiηɑ; Priest Genjo Sanzo ✗

b e a d s; ● ● ●xx
f e e l i n g; strange.
b o d y; PURPLE ZONE.

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I'm so h i g hxu p that I can't see the ground below
☀ I never promised you a ray of light ☂


[[Heyyy... Boheme. ;///; I had writer's block!]]

Sanzo, the painfully pent-up Priest, growled softly while Jacqueline pressed her body against his, back to front. She was really being quite stubborn about this. How peculiar, especially considering the fact that when the two had met yesterday she thought of him as intimidating. What had changed since yesterday-- had he become a plush little teddy bear? His grip on the woman's fragile wrist tightened into an uncomfortably strong hold. Mentally Sanzo had asked himself what was most important to him right here and now. His boner, his lifestyle and religion, or 'his girl.' Jacqueline wasn't his, nor was he hers, but there was potential for potential. Well, if he wanted it.. which he didn't! What was most important to the Priest was his his religion and what little was left of his so-called 'purity.'

Oh... but she was really, really pushing it. The more Jac wiggled and writhed against him, the more horny he became. A feeling in the pit of his stomach told him that the sensation was mutual. Sanzo carefully bit down on his lower lip before leaning down by Jacqueline's ear. His labored breathing tousled the candy-colored tresses that framed the sides of her face. "I would if I could, but I can't... so I won't." he hissed in a caustic and bitter tone. "Nice try though. You were almost convincing." admonished the Priest. Using his firm grasp on his arm he twirled her body around (a little forcefully, mind you.) With her turned around and safely facing him, he took a single step backwards to distance himself for her. "I could shoot you right now and make it look like an accident." No, Sanzo really wouldn't be able to bring himself to shoot her... but she didn't have to know it. He liked Jacqueline pretty okay, but wanted that defensive safeguard of his back up in its rightful position. He wasn't supposed to like anyone, and nobody was supposed to like him either. That's just the way it was.

Sanzo's fists opened and clenched repeatedly. The first few times his fingers splayed out, his bones let out a satisfying pop. The man's hungry gaze fixated on Jacqueline made him look as if he was ready to maul her at any given moment. "As soon as we get out of this zone we'll feel a Hell of a lot better." The blonde turned his body away from Jac and harshly ordered "Let's go." before proceeding to saunter off in a general direction, in hopes that the girls would follow. Maybe he shouldn't have demanded that the ladies follow him. It would've been wise for him to abandon temptation Either way, he was essentially in the clear. He made his point, and even threatened Jac. Guns were definitely one of the Priest's most guilty pleasures, but death threats were usually a turn-off in women. The sane women atleast.





Embrace n o t h i n g:
If you meet the Buddha, kill the Buddha.
If you meet your father, kill your father.
Only live your life as it is,
Not bound to anything. ♥