ELIAS’S POV
It was Riven.
I breathed a sigh of relief after realizing that. His hand over my mouth was rough and very strong.
I tried to say something but his grip on my mouth tightened. Yet he said with a kind voice.
“Elias. The guards are very close to this place. Just bear with this for now or they might hear us. If they hear us we’re in big trouble.”
I kept quiet as he talked, my chest resting on his broad, firm chest. I could feel his chest rising and falling against my spine.
‘We are so close’ I thought.
I could smell the sea on him. One huge arm was around my waist.
I was not complaining about this position. I low-key liked it. I liked how close he was , his his breath fanned my neck, I loved his warmth too
I heard footsteps go past us many times. I heard the soldiers barking orders and instructions to each other. Soon they disappeared. The guards had decided to give up looking around this area.
Riven let me go.
I angrily shoved him.
“Why did you just leave like that?! Do you know how worried I was?!” I shouted.
“I couldn’t stay there anymore. It was dangerous for you if I stayed.”
“And you just left! You should have still told me. Yoy just went without….”
I stopped myself from saying without saying goodbye.
He would have been so confused.
“Sorry.”
Something about the way he said sorry broke my heart. Tears welled up in my eyes and I pushed him angrily again.
He caught my hand and held it firmly, pulling me towards him. I slammed into his chest, startled.
“Did you miss me that much Father?”
He glanced down, then back at me with that same crooked, infuriating smirk.
I pulled out of his embrace.
“No I didn’t! I was just worried. You were badly hurt.”
“Oh really? Why? Im not even a member of your church.”
“Just stop it. Come back inside the church. You can’t be outside. Someone might see you.”
He smiled and nodded, following me back into the church without argument.
We went back to the crypt. I brought some clothes for him to change. Riven pulled off his shirt, hissing from the pain.
I froze as my eyes landed on his body.
He looked so sexy. Scars running down his firm chest and body. Solid tanned skin. His huge arms and biceps ripping as he worked.
As if that was not enough he started to take his trousers off.
“Hey wait till I leave the room!”
“Why? Aren’t we both men?”
He continued taking his clothes off. I quickly looked away, muttering as I blushed furiously;
“A good Christian should not look at another man’s nakedness.”
As I heard his clothes being taken off, I felt the urge to look.
“Lord deliver me from temptation.”
I tried my hardest but I found myself looking.
“Just one look. Just one.”
And then I wish hadn’t looked. The brief moment I looked I caught a glimpse of his naked body. His naked thighs and laps, powerful calves, a firm ass.
And I also caught a glimpse of his c**k. It was huge! Was that really his c**k? It looked like a baguette.
I had never seen a man like this before. My body reacted before my mind could stop it. I felt I sensation I had never felt in a long time. One I had buried since I turned to the cross and decided to follow the Church. A shameful sinful sensation in my lower abdomen.
One of Lust.
But why am I feeling lust for a man?
My c**k twitched, hardening. I felt it rise and push against the fabric.
Oh no, oh no, oh no.
A man is turning me on?
Shame crashed over me so fast I almost staggered. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I jumped.
“Father. Are you okay?”
Riven had changed into a new set of clothes covering his beautiful body. What a shame.
‘What? Why was I feeling sad he had covered up?!’
“I’m done. Are you okay? You look pale.”
He touched my cheek. I flinched. I could feel my c**k twitch with want even more.
“I’m fine. Let me change your bandages.”
He sat and met me change his bandages. I had changed his bandages before yet now it felt different .
Every brush of my fingers against his skin felt like sin. When I finished, I stepped back too quickly.
Riven caught my wrist.
“You’re shaking.”
“I’m fine.”
“Are you sure you’re alright. Why are you so red?”
“That’s none of your business.”
I started to leave but then he drew me back . I landed on his laps, my butt slamming into powerful thighs.
I yelped. The sudden contact was not helping my aroused body.
‘I have to leave. Now!’ I thought.
“Riven let me go. I need to go do something…”
But he held me even tighter making me sit more comfortably on his laps like it was a chair.
“Ngh!”
Oh my God I just moan?
Riven looked surprised too. I avoided his face, and his eyes that was piercing.
“Riven…”
“You’re hard.”
The accusation felt like a slap on my face.
“I…I’m not,” I lied.
“But you are.”
“No I’m not.”
“What’s this then?” He asked, his hand suddenly enclosing my c**k.
“Mpph!” Ngh!”
Riven chuckled.
“So a priest is still human after all.”
“No….i…it’s not true.”
His grip tightened on my c**k. I shuddered from his hold. He started to rub it.
“There’s nothing to feel ashamed of Father. This is normal.”
“It’s not.”
“Why do you say so?”
“It’s a sin.”
“And this?” He asked.
I turned to look at him.
“And what?”
I did not expect Riven slamming his lips against my mouth and kissing me.
My eyes widened with shock as he pressed his lips against mine, shoving his thick tongue into mine and devouring me.