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#in case it isn't obvious this is in the confession booth
86maylin · 7 months
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– by @pointdotiozao
and always, there is hunger I will admit that I do not know if I should hold you or eat you.
– Derold Ernest Sligh, Occupation
"Do you really think I wouldn't prepare before coming to the infamous blood church?" She locks his arms behind his back, pinning his upper body against the wall while she binds them with a reinforced metal chain. "Then you are badly mistaken, father."
Upon flipping him over, she sees his eyes burning bright red in anger and she smirks. 
"You're like a fish on the cutting board, so helpless and cute. I wonder, why did you choose to attack me? I've heard you usually have volunteers, no?"
She is right, this is not how I usually operate. But her scent…it riles up my primal urge. It's like I need her, need to taste her-
Her hand yanking his hair interrupts his thought, forcing him to expose his neck as her other hand rips open the collar of his soutane. 
"Not cooperative, I see. That's ok…two can play this ‘game’ of yours."
He hisses at the sudden pain as her teeth sinks into his neck. What is she doing!? She can’t be serious. 
He almost finds this role reversal amusing, but being in this vulnerable position makes the predator side of him furious, even as there’s a burning lust igniting in the pit of his stomach. 
She lets go of his neck after what feels like eternity, despite him knowing it’s only been seconds. The prickly sensation of her tongue dragging over the bite mark gives him goosebumps. He finds the feeling oddly pleasant. Why do I want to submit to her? 
Just when he thought she’s finally releasing him, she bites down again, and again, and again. With each bite, the urge to submit grows stronger, until he’s moaning and whimpering at her every touch. 
“Please…”
She crushes her lips with his, swallowing any further words. 
“No, I don’t think I want you to talk anymore.”
He doesn’t think he minds that, at all.
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