Page 10 of Unholy

“I feel pleasure with God. I reach euphoria in God’s presence.”

“Now, Father, is that the truth?” I ask, my fingers continuing to gently prod around his hole, wanting him to get used to the sensation.

“Ye-” His answer falters when I press the tip of my finger inside him.

“Trust me, Father, you haven’t felt this type of pleasure.” I press deeper, licking his shaft. “Not even God’s hand could make you feel like this.” I kiss the tip of his fat cock, swirling my tongue. Levi hisses in response. “So don’t lie to me. You don’t know true pleasure, and I promise you, God can’t touch you like this.”

“Killian… please…” His fingers tighten around my hair, his eyes closing.

“Please what?” I ask, tongue traveling down his shaft as I press my finger further into his body.

“Please,” Levi repeats.

“Use your words, Father. I won’t do anything you don’t ask for.” Levi's eyes pop open with that, clearly surprised. He studies me for a moment, and I can’t tell what he’s thinking. I hold my breath because Levi choosing to do this would make it so much sweeter.

“I want more,” Levi finally answers. It’s not the exact answer I wanted, but I will take it. I will takeanything at this point, so I give him exactly that. I take his dick into my mouth, quick and deep, while my finger pushes past my second knuckle. He moans.

I take breaks sucking his dick, not wanting him to come prematurely while I work my way up to three fingers, using more oil to help the glide. He continues to moan, now with abandon. His body is glistening with sweat, eyes glazed over, firm lips open in a perpetual moan. He continues to grip my hair, leading me to where he wants me to go. Occasionally, his hips will move to get me deeper in some way. It’s glorious. It’s godlike. It’s holy.

I gently remove my fingers, and he whimpers at the loss. I stand then push off the black jacket that is still draped over Levi’s shoulders. My hands find the buttons of his shirt, and I slowly undo them. I stare into his eyes, pressing my body into his. “Let me fuck you, Father,” I say, lips so close to his I can feel his breath.

“I-I don’t know.” Levi bites his lip, uncertainty coating his features. I push the shirt off of his shoulder, the fabric falling to the ground in a heap. I can’t help but look down, scanning hisbody, memorizing every single contour. It’s perfect and unmarked, golden as if the sun itself has been absorbed into his pores. The only item of clothing that remains is the perfectly white collar around his neck.

I will fuck him while he wears nothing but.

“You’re so hard. Let me take care of you,” I say, gripping his cock, his resounding hiss coating my lips like honey.

“It’s sinful…” Levi protests, voice sounding small and weak. I almost roll my eyes and smirk. Almost point out that fucking me in the ass with a cross is sinful. That everything we’ve been doing since the priest entered the room is sinful.

“No one has to know. It will be our little secret. Our sin to share,” I whisper, leaning in to finally graze his lips with my own. It’s not a kiss. Not really. There was no puckering or exchange of spit. Just grazing each other but not committing.

“God can’t see us?” He asks, eyes searching.

“No,” I respond, but a part of me wanted to lie. I don't want to give him this safety, but if it means he ends up in my bed, then I will take the loss. I will still win the war, after all. All that matters to me at this moment is to be deep inside of Levi.Show him pleasures so real and perfect, he will never go back to God.

“But God wouldn’t want…”

“What doyouwant, Father?” I interrupt, looking into Levi’s eyes and cupping his cheek. “God’s not here. It’s just me and you. Your cock in my hand. Your hole stretched and ready to be full. Just me and you. No God between us. What do you want?”

“I-I want…” Levi licks his lips, eyes scanning my face. “I want to touch darkness. I want to feel it inside of me. I want… I want to have this secret from God.”

“Good.” I smile and don’t give him any time to reconsider. I coat my own cock in holy oil, and I lift him up, pressing his back against the door. His legs automatically wrap around my waist. Perfect. I don't even look to line myself up. I know sex. I know Levi’s body now.

“Oh G-Fuck…” Levi swears when I slowly lower him on my shaft, inch by excruciating inch. I had originally wanted to do this on the bed. Treat him like the god he is, but I couldn’t wait another second to be inside him.

“Sweet infant Satan.” I grit my teeth, forcing myself not to buck up into his tight heat. “You’reperfect. Fucking glorious. Like my cock is inside an angel. Like the key to the gates of Heaven.”

“Move. Please. Move,” he begs, and if I were the praying type, I’d swear it sounded like a prayer. I can’t deny him, though, so I follow the command, thrusting my hips and pushing him further into the door.

“You’re gonna be the death of me, Father,” I growl into his ear, pinning his hands above his head.

“That was my plan all along.”

“To fuck me so good, I died?” I ask, smirking.

“Gotta rid the world of a filthy abomination somehow,” he says, the corner of his mouth tilting up into a small smile. The remark was supposed to be teasing, but for some reason it stung. Something about it hurt the humanity in me, smacking it raw. I try not to react. Try not to let it show on my features, but he looks confused for a split second.

“A filthy abomination that’s gonna make you come so hard, you will be launched into space to find God again,” I quickly recover, slowing my hips down to long, deep thrust. His eyes close in bliss, head tilted toward the ceiling, white collargleaming in the low light. I want to replace it with my hand, with my teeth, with my come, with marks and blood. I don't want anything holy left on his body. I want to taint him forever. Claim him the only way I know how.

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