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Late into the night the two been sweeping for hours. Non of his other disciples wanted to stay up and clean a temple so it was just Tripitaka and wukong.Dusting off a few statue platforms, Tripitaka groaned in slight annoyance when a candle blew out.“Wukong!” Tripitaka called out for his disciple. Without hesitation Wukong appeared behind Tripitaka as if he’s been there the whole time. This startled Tripitaka but he shook it off.“A candle went off, will you relight it?” He tried to ask as politely as he could. Wukong then did so, blowing onto the candle a spark united and the fires flame came back to life once more. Wukong then placed the candle onto Tripitaka’s hands giggling as if he were showing off.Tripitaka couldn’t help but chuckle at the ridiculous gesture. He gently patted wukong forehead in a lighthearted scolding manner. “Don’t boast!” He remarked.Setting the candle down Tripitaka picked up the broom to start sweeping. A few minutes go back like this, he’d sweep clean and scrub occasionally. That was until he realized wukong wasn’t at all helping like he said he would. Tripitaka huffed “disciple won’t you help me? Earlier you said you would” Tripitaka says. Wukong was uncharacteristically quiet throughout this whole ordeal. Lately he has been, ever since he and his brothers passed the western kingdom of women and fought with macaque he’s been like this. At first Tripitaka suspected he was macaque but later learned that wasn’t the case.“Why are you not talking? You love to talk” Tripitaka says trying to snap wukong out of his daze, he was still dusting off the walls so his back was turned to wukong and he was on the far right from him inside the big pagoda. Wukong stood quiet for a few minutes. Watching Tripitaka dust off the temples walls with care. If it wasn’t for him that monk wouldn’t be there to dust anything off. He’s the only person who took care of him properly. Unlike sandy and Pigsy who would often let him starve.But they weren’t wukong. Wukong kept his master fed he was the one to always save him and he knew his master knew that.“That year. Where we passed the women western kingdom of Liang I’ve been without a spouse” Tripitakas lifted a eyebrow confused.. Wukong never mentioned having a partner he also didn’t recall Wukong having a divorce during their journey.Still trying to comfort his disciple Tripitaka got up and abandoned the broom. He sat down next to Wukong and asked him “what happened? Why don’t you have a spouse?”“I killed him for you”Tripitakas reassuring smile dropped. “What?..” he asked confused if he even heard that right “The six eared macaque. I killed him for you”
Wukong repeated himself blankly. He didn’t sound mad or sad or happy which.. Tripitaka was slightly thankful for. “Oh wukong I’m sorry.. I never meant.. I’m sorry you had to do that” Tripitaka says nervously yet sincerely.“I had to do it . He was going to hurt you” Wukong says coldly but continued. “I couldn’t have that happen” Tripitaka stays silent. He fondles with his robe. Clearing his throat and placing a hand on wukongs shoulder he says. “Sun wukong you’ve been one of my most loyal disciples, you’ve slayed your love for me and even now your still willing to protect me, what I have to say about you is beyond words..”Wukongs heart fluttered hearing those words. He always loved praise from his master and especially when the tang monk acknowledged he was brighter than everyone else in their group.It made him feel special in a way.. like what he had with macaque. The candle once again died out, before Tripitaka could say anything about it Wukong was already lighting it again. The two stayed silent for some time till Wukong spoke up “I wish I didn’t have to pick between you two.” He says.This made Tripitaka's heart ache. He felt horrible. He felt like he broke a family apart. And.. he practically did. He knew how much wukong gave up for him , sacrificed for him, risked his life for him . And yet he’s never gave anything in return. "I understand that you have sacrificed so much for me, and I regret not listening to you and letting you watch over me. You're always there for me, and I wish I could give you back the time you've given me or reward you for your loyalty and patience." Tripitaka says softly. Wukongs tail perked up. Looking at his master’s beautiful face he couldn’t ask him for a favor or anything in return.. but the idea still stuck onto him.Tripitaka looked so innocent. Sometimes he looked to innocent wukong found it hard to believe someone could be this perfect. This pure. This naive.Wukong stared at Tripitaka for some time. Letting his mind wonder, it wasn’t like Tripitaka was gonna snap him out of either he gave wukong the space to think.He loved that about Tripitaka. So considerate.. and selfless. He kept these thoughts to himself letting out a sigh he stopped eyeing Tripitaka. “Master let’s sleep here in the temple, the inn is far and it’s late”Surprisingly Tripitaka agrees._____________________ It was 12 or so am, the two quietly ate together in silence. Wukong had brought rice and noodles in advance so all he had to do was cook it, which wasn’t very hard considering he can light a candle with his breath. Gulping down the last bit of his noodles Tripitaka covered his mouth with his sleeve and spoke “where will we sleep?” He asked. Wukong plucked a hair from his arm and blew it. Then a decent sized mattress. It was big enough for the both of them anyway.Drinking what was left of the soup Tripitaka looked towards the bed a with a confused expression.“We won’t sleep separately?” He asked.“I’m still upset about macaque. If you wanna make me feel any better you could at least care to sleep next to me” Wukong says sounding a tad bit frustrated that Tripitaka even questioned. “Sorry.., it’s just. We usually sleep separately “ Tripitaka explained.“I do a lot for you master. I don’t think it’ll kill you to sleep beside me”Tripitaka nodded nervously at wukongs tone.At 1:23 the two lie down and got ready for bed. Wukong laying on the right and Tripitaka on the far left. Scoffed as far away from Wukong as he could be.Tripitaka was a light sleeper so barely closing his eyes wukongs tail sneaked its way to his leg. “Quit that” Tripitaka says annoyed. “I’m just getting comfortable relax “ Wukong says with a laugh. Tripitaka sighed and turned the other way wukongs tail still between his legs. Tripitaka wasn’t a fool. He didn’t go back to sleep. Sometime at 1:30 wukong boldly scooted extremely close to Tripitaka and wrapped his arms around the monk.And again Tripitaka complained. “Stop that” he says annoyed. This time wukong didn’t listen. He kept his hands wrapped around Tripitakas waist lovingly. “Go to sleep” Wukong says quietly. Into Tripitakas ear. This time Tripitaka couldn’t take it. He sat up quickly and yelled. “WUKONG. FIX YOUR ACT I’M NOT YOUR HUSBAND “ Tripitaka shut his mouth gasping that he said that to wukong. That wasn’t the only gasp he let out. Another came when Wukong pinned him onto the bed straddling on top of him. “I -I didn’t mean that wukong you know that” Tripitaka says apologetically. He felt just awful. Wukong was only looking for comfort and he pushed him away. “I want you.” Tripitakas eyes widen a bit. Nervously he placed his hand on wukongs shoulder. “Like this?” He asked stupidly and innocently. Wukong eyed Tripitaka. Sometimes he questioned if the monk was purposefully acting oblivious. If he faked his naivety.He did know, however. That Tripitaka wasn’t a child, he wasn’t immune to arousal and he knew he could feel it. Tripitaka looked up at wukong with worried eyes.“I want you to be mine”Tripitakas eyes widen completely staring up at wukong. “Oh wukong.. I know you’re still sad about macaque. You might be hallucinating, I’m your master Tripitaka not macaque” Tripitaka explained.Wukong took a moment to observe Tripitakas appearance. Tripitaka was nervous no doubt. His Priestly hat off. His hair was starting to grow a bit. Just a little. He looked at his masters full lips. They were naturally plump. His ears were slightly enlarged on the earlobe. “Wukong are you listening?” Tripitaka asked.
Wukong looked the other way “I’m just . Having a hard time thinking with this damned circlet on. Could you at least take it off so I can think properly?” He said. Though it was a lie he used any excuse to get it off.If he couldn’t get it off then what was the use in trying to mess with Tripitaka he could easily recite the spell. Tripitaka bit his lip at the thought. He knew he couldn’t do it he actually didn’t know how to but he wanted to let wukong relax for once.“Okay.. I don’t know how to take it off but in order for me to recite I have here my praying beads if it helps you, you may take them and give me them back later” Tripitaka takes the beads around his neck off lifting them over his head, he hands them to wukong.Wukong raised a brow, looked at the beads and back at Tripitaka. “Without your prayer beads you can’t recite?” He asked. “Well .. I suppose I can but I forget easily so without them I can’t remember” Tripitaka says chuckling lightly.Wukong who was still pinning Tripitaka gripped his shoulders and held him down tighter. Tripitaka winches. Still thinking this was all a joke or some game wukong was playing on him he giggled.“Let go monkey” he says. One look into wukongs eyes had his playful demeanor fade quick. Wukong didn’t listen he kept his arms firmly holding on Tripitakas shoulder. “Oww! Stop that get off “ Tripitaka demands sternly.Wukong lowered his head onto Tripitakas neck smelling him. Tripitaka couldn’t even start to imagine what Wukong was trying to get at during this so he squirmed and yelled. To wukong he sounded like a helpless child trying to get what they wanted.“GET OFF OR ILL RECITE.” Tripitaka threatened. Very few times he raised his voice so when he did wukong was surprised but payed no mind.“Go ahead” Wukong dared. He held his masters prayer beads in front of him mockingly. Tripitakas heart dropped. “GIVE IT ! “ Tripitaka again squirmed and kicked around weakly but as strong as he could without hurting wukong . As if he could. What a joke wukong thought as he watched his master struggling.“Your so forgettable master..” Wukong teased. He licked Tripitakas neck. Tripitakas head jerked. “What are you doing?” He stuttered.“ Reimbursing myself” Wukong says coldly. “But I’ve already given you my prayer beads!” Tripitaka says sounding terrified.“You took my husband away from me Tripitaka.. so I’ll take your virginity.”“Y-you can’t..” Tripitaka says cowardly. He turned his head so his cheek would lay on the soft mattress. “Yes. I can” Wukong says. Tripitaka wiggled trying to get out of wukongs grip. “Right now you’re not my master. Your mine”Tripitaka managed to free his arm and attempted to snatch his prayer beads away. Wukong immediately pinned his arm and threw the beads across the room.The beads broke and scattered around the floor rolling away from reach.Wukong growled and slapped Tripitaka hard.Tripitaka let out a scream. He’s never been hit like that. Sometimes he’ll be thrown around but as of lately he’s gotten used to his disciples protection. So much so whenever he did get hurt he would overreact.And overreacted he did. He felt the sting from the slap and let out a cry. “Oh hush I barely touched you” Wukong says rolling his eyes at the dramatic display. “So you’ve really never got laid, huh?” Wukong asked half serious and half teasing. “No. Never..” Tripitaka confessed.“You ever .. play with yourself?” Wukong asked raising an eyebrow, surely he’s done that once or twice. Tripitakas brows furrowed and he said in a whispered yell “What do you take me for!? What are you getting at!? YOU’VE JUST ABOUT KILLED ME” sounding furious Tripitaka attempted to wiggle out of wukongs grip again.Tripitaka bit his lip as wukong started to grind himself onto Tripitakas crotch. He lightly humped at it making it clear where he was getting at.“Ohhhh~ you like that?” Wukong hummed softly, Tripitakas face was red. “I’m not subservient to you.” Tripitaka says with a somewhat straight face refusing to show any signs of pleasure. “Don’t be like that” Wukong says sternly. Tripitaka didn’t look wukong in the eyes he had a pouted lip and a few tears in his eyes.“I love you” Wukong says quietly he gently caressed the cheek Tripitaka was lying on the mattress.Tripitaka glared at wukong tearfully. “You’re so spoiled” Wukong says before kissing him.When this is over I’ll recite the spell until your head explodes “ Tripitaka threatened. Not at all sounding threatening Wukong laughed in his face.“That’s cute” Wukong says. He rubs Tripitakas hips slowly. He lifted Tripitakas robes, absolutely nothing underneath.“ Spread your legs” Wukong demands. “I don’t have to listen to you” Tripitaka says boldly. “You’re deranged.” Tripitaka spat.“God FUCKING DAMN IT CAN YOU EVER LISTEN?” Wukong raised his voice he snapped Tripitakas legs open.Tripitakas face went pale. Wukong never raised his voice at him.. but then again Wukong never tried to rape him but here they are. “You know. I killed macaque.. I preferred you over him” Wukong says letting it sink in.Wukong had softened his grip on Tripitaka. He continued to kiss and lick on Tripitakas neck.Tripitaka lied there limp. He quietly thought to himself.. how could I escape or how can I not die here tonight??“Ohhh wukong.. “ Tripitaka faked a long soft moan. Wukong smirked and his hands going underneath Tripitakas robe to rub at his nipples. Tripitaka continued to sound fake excitement, his hands reaching for something else.Wukong flicked the nipple gently “see how good that feels.. all you gotta do is sit back and relax.. your favorite thing to do” Wukong says teasingly.Tripitaka let out another forced moan. While Wukong was busy with that the monks eyes were on his staff.It stood just a kick and roll away from him.. if only he could reach it.. if he could he would teleport away.Tripitaka gritted his teeth but he turned around to which wukong thought this meant he wanted him to start fucking him already. With his body turned around he was closer to reaching his staff.Before Tripitaka could lay his finger tips on it wukong bucked his hips closer to him.Tripitaka let out a desperate cry. His arms were once again pinned making it impossible for him to try to get his staff.Wukong then pulled Tripitakas robe up so he could have access. leaving him feeling exposed he caressed his masters ass.Wukongs hand went from rubbing to touching at his hole. Just like he imagined it was light pink.. smooth and soft looking. He placed his finger on the rim.“DON’T DO THAT DON’T DO THAT” Tripitaka snapped he sobbed and begged wukong to stop. Wukong swiped his finger across the small hole. “Master calm down.. a minute ago you liked it just calm down..” Tripitaka bit down his disgust. “I do!!.. but you’re holding my wrists so tight “ Tripitaka saysWukong hummed and let go of his wrists. As soon as he did Tripitaka pushed himself off of Wukong and snatched his staff and teleported away. To say Wukong was furious was an understatement. But he knew exactly where his master would run off to. Running downstairs in the temple he looked for room with Buddhas statue.And low and behold there Tripitaka was in plain sight on his knees praying. Wukong approached Tripitaka. The man looked helpless. Praying tearfully his staff sitting next to him.Wukong grabbed Tripitaka by the scruff of his robe. His other hand grabbed the staff and snapped it in half like a stick. Tripitaka cried out loudly. His only way to escape broken in front of him.Catching hold of Tripitaka wukong slapped him. Harder than last time.Wukong summoned his staff out of his ear and placed it on top of Tripitakas stomach. It kept him from moving and its weight made it hard to breathe. “Let’s try this again. If you wanna fuck on the cold hard ground be my guest. Nothing bad will happen if you listen. I’m gonna do this either way so would you rather be my man or my whore.” Wukong says. Tripitaka lied there frozen.“Don’t start playing dead now I went through all that trouble just to get you to lay down” “I’m sorry” Tripitaka says hoping that’ll prevent wukong from killing him right then and there.“It’s . Fine just stop struggling and stop trying to escape” Wukong says. “I won’t ..” Tripitaka muttered.“Good.” Wukong says. Wukong leans in and kissed Tripitaka. Tripitaka had no choice but to kiss back. His face burned red and he began to sweat from nervousness. Wukong kisses his forehead. “I meant what I said master I truly do love you” he says.“That’s not true.. your in love with macaque not me” Tripitaka says Wukong lifted Tripitakas robe up again revealing the man’s skin. He took his skirt off and he leaned himself on the wall and placed Tripitaka on his lap. His cock nestled right next to Tripitakas ass cheek.Wukong kisses Tripitakas chest. Lifting the rest of the robe off and past Tripitakas shoulders.“Did you ever.. do this with macaque?” Tripitaka stuttered.“Yes.. I’ve had sex with him” wukong replied. “Let’s .. not talk about this when we do this, okay ?”Wukong shuts him up with an opened mouth kiss. He licked his tongue and the inside.H—hmm..” Tripitaka hummed. He liked that wukong was being gentle .. some demons would have had him bent over bleeding already. Tripitaka pulled away. A string of saliva connecting the two. “Wukong please I can’t do this. Your gonna break my vows I can’t be macaque for you” he says. “I don’t want you to be like macaque.. I’ve already loved you”“I still can’t break my vow” Tripitaka says breathlessly. Wukong kept his attention on Tripitakas seemingly sensitive neck.“You won’t be breaking it, I will be” Wukong says in his ear seductively, that wasn’t attractive to Tripitaka if anything it scared him more. “What if.. I don’t want to.., do this?” Tripitaka asked sweating with tension.“You don’t think I already know that?” Wukong says dismissively. “Please wukong “ Tripitaka pleaded hopelessly. “You talk too much.” Wukong growled, he picked a hair from his body and changed it to a cloth, he then stuck the cloth in Tripitakas mouth gaging him. “Hmmmfph!!” Tripitaka whined into the cloth. Wukong stopped stalling and spat onto his fingers, using it as lube he slowly prodded at Tripitakas entrance.Wukong felt the outside of Tripitaka. His hole was soft.. the flesh didn’t react to his finger very well. It tightly closed itself pushing the finger out. Tripitaka whimpers. He bites down on the cloth in his mouth, he let out a muffled cry as wukong stuck his pinky inside.It didn’t really hurt per say.. after all wukong was using his pinky.Tripitaka muffled a moan. He felt wukongs pinky go in and out of him. He jerked up a bit only to be pushed back down by the staff on his stomach.“W-wukcuh..” Tripitakas voice muffling into the cloth he tried his best to close his legs.Wukong easily took hold of his thigh. He stuck his pinky in and out a bit faster.Tripitakas chest raised. Up and down, Wukong pressed his finger deeper.Slowly but surely Wukong thrusted his finger into Tripitaka. Finger fucking him. Wukong eased his finger in. It slipped inside slowly.Tripitakas hole could barely take wukongs pinky. That posed a concern for wukong, how the hell was he going to fit his dick in there..Tripitaka in the other hand was crying silently. Years of practicing celibacy just for it to be broken by this. Animal.Tripitaka sniffled and cried at the lack of lubricant. His hole felt like it was burning.Wukong groaned at the sound of Tripitaka sniffling. He yanked the cloth out his mouth. “What is it?”“It’s not supposed to hurt.. “ Tripitaka stuttered. He knew about sex of course he knew it was supposed to be enjoyable.“You wanna enjoy it?” Wukong teased. Tripitaka blushed. Not that he wanted to enjoy it .. he just. If he was forced to do this at the very least make it as painless as possible.“Could you be any more reckless..” Tripitaka says a figure of speech of course. He didn’t wanna ask wukong to be gentle but he also didn’t want any of this to begin with so. Beggers can’t be choosers.“Hold your legs open” Wukong says. There wasn’t any use in disobeying. At least now Tripitaka didn’t have to have a rag in his mouth.With Tripitakas legs spread wukong ripped a hair out his arm. He turned it into a bottle of lube.Using two fingers Wukong rubbed Tripitakas hole. First he just rubbed quickly. Tripitakas hands tighten around wukongs squeezing them.He smeared a large amount of lube on Tripitakas hole. He threw the bottle somewhere and tried to finger Tripitaka again, this time he could spread Tripitaka wider so he use two fingers and opened them inside to spread him.“D-don’t tell me you’re planning on.. penetrating me with your. Genitals.”Wukong looked at Tripitaka to see if he was serious. What kind of question was that? Of course he was.“Did you think I was gonna just finger you or something?? You’re not the only one getting off” Wukong says rolling his eyes playfully.Tripitakas face flushed. “I’m not getting off to anything. I just wanted to.. know” he says. He talked a lot. In truth he did so to stall but wukong already knew that. Tripitaka was extremely easy to read.Wukong plucked another hair to make sheets of covers. The two were still in the room with buddhas statues. And wukong wasn’t planning on fucking on the hard floor. “Wukong do you really. Want to do this..? I don’t want to” Tripitaka says quietly.“Gods master don’t look at me like that . Your making me feel bad” Wukong says as he looked at his masters face.Tripitaka didn’t seem scared enough. Or as scared as wukong assumed he’d be. He was when they weren’t talking and everything was happening so quickly but when wukong went about this slowly he found himself. Liking it.The two remained eye contact. Wukongs fingers thrusted inside. The sound of his fingers fucking into Tripitaka was the only sound in the room by then.Wukongs other hand traced Tripitakas plump lips.
In and out his fingers went, Tripitaka eventually loosened up.“Shhh....” Wukong whispered into Tripitakas ear. Tripitaka didn’t exactly know how he was supposed to.. moan? Tripitaka let out a sigh like whimper. It sounded like an anxious laugh if anything.“Eh… hah.. ah hah..” Tripitaka choked out.Wukong continued to finger him. He felt the other man’s insides. He was warm.. and tight.Tripitaka kept letting out moans. Wukong couldn’t help but laugh “you sound very.., unique” wukong complimented.Wukong pulled his fingers out. He was still on top of Tripitaka. Having him pinned he let the monk have a bit more freedom with his hands.Tripitaka blushed as he stared at wukong. Wukong was so . Strong compared to him..The whole situation was a turn on for Tripitaka. Just now realizing he was physically unable to do anything. Wukong pulled him closer. He liked the look on his face. He was sweaty blushing and submissive.Tripitaka puffed out his chest. It didn’t make him look any bigger. His whole body burned at the thought of what this demon would do to him. He bit his lip..Although his face was nervous he couldn’t be more excited.Wukongs skirt already being off he lead his tip to Tripitakas entrance.“Aaah! W-wait hold on.. it’s not gonna fit” Tripitaka put his hands to wukongs chest pushing him back.
“Just relax.. your doing great..”Tripitaka turned his head. He did it so wukong wouldn’t see him gush in arousal. Wukong didn’t have to see the man’s face to know. His dick spoke for him.His pathetic small dick leaked pre so much so wukong thought he’d already cum.Wukong didn’t say anything. Instead he watched as Tripitaka made hopeless efforts to pretend he didn’t like this.Wukong wasn’t even inside yet. He pushed the tip inside. Tripitaka hissed. He looked down at his naked bottom. Wukongs huge cock was supposed to enter him. THAT . THING. Of a cock was going to go inside him.His flushed horrified expression stayed unchanging.
Wukong pumped his dick inside. The whole thing slipped inside easily. Tripitaka was gaping open.Wukong didn’t even need to spread his legs the monk already had them open for him. Tripitakas arms covered his face. He couldn’t bare to look at wukong. His cheeks burning he cried “wukong!! I’m gonna rip!” Tripitaka cried. Wukong slowed down a bit. He lifting Tripitakas ass to get a better view, “you won’t “ he says somewhat reassuring Tripitaka.Wukong kisses Tripitaka. He sucked on the monks soft lips for a moment before pulling away, “your all red.. ““I can’t help it! Yo-you’re stimulating me it’s not my fault!” Tripitaka uttered. A poor excuse if wukongs ever heard one. Truly his master couldn’t think of a better lie.Wukong grunted thrusting into Tripitaka again. Tripitaka sighed.Rocking into Tripitaka wukong took his time. He kissed Tripitaka played with his nipples whenever he’d go too slow. He liked the sound of wet plaps.Wukong held Tripitakas neck. He could snap it in seconds if he wanted to.Bucking his hips Tripitaka cried “Wukong I’m gonna.. gods.. I can’t.. don’t let me” he sobbed.Tripitaka couldn’t look. All of this was to sinful. His vows broken and he partaken in a dirty sin.“It’s okay let it out” Wukong urged Tripitaka. He thrusted faster and rougher. He licked the tears off Tripitakas face, his hands found themselves wrapping around Tripitakas shaft.“No.. please wukong don’t let me..” he cried. Blushing furiously he forced himself to keep it all in.Wukong fucked into him so nicely and so good he bit wukongs shoulder. Wukong jumped in slight shock but rocked into Tripitaka once again.Wukong and Tripitaka were practically hugging as they rocked into each other. “If you cum I’ll give your prayer beads back” Wukong whispers gently.Tripitaka bit back a moan and whimpered loudly “you br-broke the..them!”“That was just a hair master..” Wukong says.Tripitaka sobbed. He couldn’t hold it in anymore as much as he tried as hard as he tried he wasn’t strong enough. He came onto himself and wukong.He felt absolutely humiliated but so good all at once. Wukong kept him in the hug rutting into him with slow rough drags until he came as well.Tripitaka felt a liquid shoot into him. Tripitaka reached for the spare covers Wukong summoned and covered himself quickly. Sweating and sighing breathlessly.His dick throbbed at the previous treatment. He didn’t hate the feeling but he also didn’t like it.The two panting in afterglow had different perspectives of this. Wukong was very pleased and satisfied, Tripitaka was experiencing the worst kind of post nut clarity.Tripitaka padded at his private areas cleaning himself.Wukong scooted close to Tripitaka. “Here” he says with the prayer beads in hand. Tripitaka immediately snatched them and clutched them in his hand.“You..” Tripitaka sounded furious. But even with the prayer beads in his hands he couldn’t recite. He was to afraid to.“Go away.” Tripitaka says tearfully.Wukong does as told he lifted his staff off of Tripitakas stomach setting him free. brushing Tripitakas face with his tail before leaving.“God damn it ..” Tripitaka cried into his knees. His vows broken and his dignity shattered