Thread: The Renaissance of Sin. [Hahvoc + Goatse]

Gabriel was quite the actor when it came to schooling his features, revealing nothing of his inner turmoil. This boy got under his skin and fueled the fire of his lust so easily, it was binding and damning in a totally different way. He combed his fingers through his hair as the two walked the halls, his mind racing in the slightest. He allowed Luca ahead of him, as was proper before closing the door to the study and sliding the dead bolt across it with a quick snick. He knew he wouldn't be able to resist Luca, had no choice in it, in fact. He was both aroused and slightly disturbed by the fact that Luca, a prince, would be interested in a lowly priest such as he, even with the status he had obtained throughout the region. It didn't swell his ego, like it would most other commoners, it made him slightly wary and weighed down. He liked Luca for his carnal sensuality and openness to things. Luca, in his opinion, was like the moon, appearing cold and untouchable, yet so vibrant and deceptive. It was almost refreshing to have him come to confession and profess what he had done. He was almost envious. With a delicate sigh that depicted tiredness, Gabriel turned to find Luca presenting himself in such a way, it made Gabriel burn and pine. Especially mixed with those well-placed words about the temperature of the room, which was rather pleasant to the priest. Luca seemed to think otherwise and Gabriel's eyes latched onto the expensive buttons, ones that would put food on the table for a month each, as the boy undid several of the top ones, revealing a slice of pale flesh that tempted kisses and wandering fingers. The priest allowed his eyes to wander slightly as one of Luca's hands moved to brush against himself through his trousers, making Gabriel take a slight breath. It was quite warm in here, after all...He was almost fooled by the innocent look and pouty lips, but knew the prince too well to know it wasn't genuine. It didn't stop him from feeling arousal and a light twinge of pride at being of the boy's current affections. All of it was wrong, certainly, but Gabriel couldn't drag himself into labeling just how wrong it was. He let out a shaky breath as he braced himself back against the door gently, eyes downing to half-mast as he walked Luca from across the way. So tempted...so very tempting to just take the boy now. He gained himself an image of pale skin and writhing bodies, sweet sounds of surrender and moans of sinful pleasure. He noticed how Luca undid his britches, giving him a lovely display of what lay beneath. Gabriel's eyes moved up to his face, noticing him bite his lip and feeling the sight go straight to his groin. It was an act, an attempt at baiting him, and he was falling into it quickly as he pressed a hand to his breast as if to still his rapidly beating heart. Gabriel swallowed faintly as he listened to the prince's soft words. They caressed his skin and he knew he would obey, even without the other's words. Taking a shallow breath, a faint tint of red in his cheeks, he nodded in the slightest. So I shall...your wish is my duty to fulfill, my lord... His words were soft and laced with a gentle yearning at the prince's light torture.