I walk towards the church for the third, no fourth, time this week. It's 4pm and a cold breeze brushes against my face. The trees have already turned green and the remaining snow melted away a while ago.
When I walk through the church doors I can smell the scent of old wood and the warmth gives the interior a welcoming feel. I walk through the entire church, it is late on a Friday and there aren't any services after lunch, so the church is empty.
I sit down in the confession booth and I see a young priest sitting down in the booth next to me. A few quiet moments go by, but then...
-"Father, I have sinned"
I don't even know how many times I have said that, but here I am, once again, knowing I will come back very soon, saying the exact same words, even though I know nothing will change.
-"You don't even know how badly I have sinned" I say while a smirk creeps up my face, and I let a small chuckle out, and I tell the young priest my story...
I turn my head towards the window in between us. I can see the contours of his face and a small part of his shoulders. His head is faced forwards and turned downwards, as if he is praying, and he looks terrified... I like it...
I think he is trying to cope with what I just told him, that someone who did such a terrible thing sits here, next to him, telling him about it as if it isn't such a big deal...
"It's not a story that you hear very often anyways" I think to my self, when i hear a small chuckle from the other side of the thin wooden wall. I look towards the small window in between us and I see the young priest slowly look towards me. With his thin, fox-like eyes, and smiling, red lips, he says;
-"I thought I was alone"
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I open the door and the door closes with a *bang* behind him.
He said he likes music so I put some on and with his soft lips pressed against mine he pushes me onto the bed and starts unbuttoning his shirt. I understand the signal and start to unbutton my white shirt and jeans too.
Between the passionate kisses I can feel his warm and humid breath against my face. He holds my face in his hands and i do the same to him so that he doesn't stop.
Our bodies move with the rhythm of the music, we both moan and I have to gasp for air. I understand that he likes to take control by the way he moves and breathes, and I, for the first time, seem to like to be in this helpless state of pleasure.
~some time later~
He lays down next to me, we're both panting like dogs after an hour of playing. His fox-like eyes stare into mine, almost hypnotizing, a smirk crawls up his face and he says;
-"Hello gorgeous! My name's Adrian, what's yours?"
I bite my lip and start smiling, I didn't even realize we never gave each other our names,
-"Hello... Adrian! my name's Y/N, nice to meet you!" I say, holding my hand out towards this new-found boy named Adrian.
He looks into my eyes with a warm gaze, takes my hand, and leans in for a kiss, but he stops a few moments away from my face, his lips look so appealing and I can't stop myself but to lift my head up and kiss his soft, plumb lips. He seems surprised but doesn't stop me... he is pulling me closer...
What is this I am feeling? Passion? Devotion? Pleasure?...
Love?...
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Romance"I thought I was alone" he said with a smile on his face, his fox-like eyes stared into mine from the other side of the window... Father... I have sinned... This story is about two psychopaths with murderous tendencies falling in love with each othe...
