Page 19 of Unholy

“Water from the side of Christ, wash me.” I go under again; this time Levi keeps his hands on me to try to hold me down. I fight with all my might, needing air in my panic. I can’t take in any more holy water. It might actually kill me. I use my whole body to buck, throwing Levi off balance long enough to emerge from the water once more. I suck in air.

“Levi. Please. Don’t do this.” I go back under the water, but Levi’s grip is looser this time, almost as if his resolve is faltering. I use that advantage. With every ounce of energy I have left in me, Ibear-hug Levi then roll us, using the buoyancy of the water to my advantage. Water splashes all around us, over the sides of the tub and onto the floor. Levi struggles, but I use my height and weight to my advantage.

I am now straddling Levi, not going to underestimate his strength again. No. I plan to keep the upper hand. I can feel Levi’s mostly soft cock against my hole. I can’t stop myself from grinding down.

The holy water still burns around us, but now that I can breathe, it is providing the perfect amount of pain. My own cock begins to harden again. How could it not when I’m straddling the prettiest person on Earth and in Heaven?

“Demon,” Levi says, his voice hard, but there’s an edge to it that wasn’t there before. A large droplet of water falls from his eye lashes, landing on his freckled cheek and trailing down until it joins the rest of the water.Beautiful.

“Father,” I say, grinding again. I can feel Levi’s body reacting to mine. I can feel the way his cock thickens. The way his hands grip my hips, no longer trying to overpower me, but in pleasure.

“I don’t want this.” Levi's eyes close for a brief moment, lips parting.

“You tried to drown me. Do you think I give a fuck about what you want?” I grind down again, this time pressing our cocks together, making the most delicious friction I have ever encountered. I want to come so badly. He deprived me of that, instead, trying to kill me.

“I always knew you were a soulless demon,” Levi spits, but his hips thrust upward, meeting mine. He can pretend all he wants, but he clearly wants this. His body is reacting.

“And you’re a self-righteous priest. We all have our flaws,” I respond, moving my hips so that the tip of his cock is aligned with my hole.

“You’re disgusting,” Levi hisses, gripping my hips. He doesn't try to push me off, no. Instead, he guides me down, the tip of his cock pressing inside. It hurts. Fuck, does it hurt. The holy water mixed with the lack of lube is painful, but God, does it feel oh so fucking good.

“You’re virtuous,” I retort, sinking down deeper, my cock throbbing. I’m not going to last long. I need to do something, anything, to make him come with me.

“Heathen,” Levi moans, hands gripping my hips so tightly, I will surely have bruises by the end of this.

“Saint.” I am completely seated now, and I feel so fucking full. I had never planned to see Heaven. Knew I’d never hear the angels sing or touch the pearly gates. But Jesus fuck, I hear angels singing now, and the pearly gates? That must be Levi’s dick buried so deeply in my ass, I can't tell where I stop and he begins. This is the fucking Heaven God was going to deprive me of. God can’t stop me from touching this heaven. I am going to keep it.

“Fucking move.” Levi bucks up into me, the water making me move easily. I moan deep and low, water sloshing around us.

“Not gonna last long,” I say, placing my hands on the side of the tub behind Levi’s head. I roll my hips. His head drops back, eyes rolling into the back of his head. Fuck.

“Don’t care.” Levi's words are breathy, eyes blown in the flickering candlelight. I look down at my own chest, the remnants of wax that hadn’t come off in our struggle still stuck to my skin. Itclicks then. The prayer. The symbols. Levi tried to banish me. Then strangle me. Then drown me.

“I ask you, Father, with your body, to send the Holy Spirit upon the water of this font,” I say, rolling my hips. His eyes snap to mine, disbelieving. “May all who are buried with you in my death of Baptism rise also with you to newness of life. I ask, through our bodies.”

“Stop.” Levi's voice is weak, as if he doesn’t mean the word. I don't care if he means it or not. I will continue, even if it kills me.

“Praise to you,” I bend, kissing the side of Levi’s lip. “Almighty God and Father.” I grind again, water sloshing over the sides, “For you have created water to cleanse and to give life.” Another grind of my hips, another moan escaping my chest.

“Blessed be God,” Levi responds automatically. He looks as if he instantly regents his words. As if the phrase is so ingrained in him, he couldn’t stop himself from saying it. Pleasure shoots through my entire body at the words.

“Praise to you,” I whisper, directly into Levi's ear. “My Father, for you offered your body to me, that in the blood and water flowing inside, and through your body and soul, I might be reborn.”So, it’s not the exact words of the prayer. The improvisation seems to be doing it for Levi, though, his body stiff around me.

“Blessed be God,” Levi says again, less robotic this time. He grips my hips, urging me faster, but I am enjoying this. I want to be fucked slow. Filled up in every way by Levi. I want to remember this piece of Heaven I was allowed to taste.

“Praise to you, God the Holy Spirit,” I say, kissing the other side of Levi’s lips, continuing the slow grind of my hips. Pleasure pools in my stomach, my cock aching with the need to release. I must wait for Levi. “For you anointed me at my baptism in these waters, so that I might be baptized in you.” I kiss Levi, lips slanted over his.

“Ohfuck,” Levi groans in my mouth, hands clutching my ass, spreading my cheeks apart.

“That’s not the phrase,” I whisper against his lips as he stalls his hips. He tries to buck up, but I don't move. I just look at Levi expectedly.

“Blessed be God.” The words are harsh as he grabs my hips and slams me down on his cock, punishing me. I scream out in pleasure, waves rocking me so hard, I have to hold on to the sides of the tub.

“Come,Lord, my father, and make holy this water which you have created, so that we who are baptized in it may be washed in your body, born again to live alongside you.” I pick up the pace a bit, my cock not getting enough friction in the water. God, do I need friction right now, but I deprived myself of it. If my cock is touched in any way, I may spontaneously combust.

I touch the water. “Lord, make holy this water which you have created, so that all those whom you have chosen may be born again by your power, and may take my place next to you.”

“Killian…” Levi moans.

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