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

Venice was a beautiful city, always bustling with movement and the next new trend. The city now was blooming with life and color, and filled with the rush of the age of the Renaissance. The city was painted and decorated with silks and flowers, positively marvelous in its purity. It spoke of glamor and glitz, of royals and nobility. It sparkled like freshly polished diamonds without a single thing to tarnish it. Sure, there were slums and the poor, but no one considered them or what lay behind closed doors. Oh, no. Of course not. No, the city was too beautiful to be corrupted in any shape or form, at least that's what the populace made themselves believe. They hid behind their money and their lies women pressing kisses to lips and thighs not belonging to their husbands. Men combed the streets looking for their next virgin fix from a damsel who pleads and begs but her cries go unanswered. Truly a beautiful city. Gabriel was one of those men who tried to keep the corruption down, him being a priest of the church and had been for roughly three years. He was young for his station and rather handsome as all the women cooed. His hair was a rich and fiery red, cut short to better suit his career and his face which was smooth and clean-shaven. His baby blues made all the women swoon, even as he swore he would never touch one of them in that way. But of course, swearing and doing are two different things. He loved the feel of flesh beneath him, writhing in pleasure and sometimes pain, whether it was woman or man. If they were willing, he was seducing. And here he was, a man of the church who listened to the silver tongues of liars spill their darkness sins while he sat prettily in his cage, smiling all the while. He would never be caught, or so he believed. It was one of those days when Gabriel found himself craving one such woman, a new woman from the Convent to help the children with their hymns. She was a pretty little thing, brunette locks and chocolate brown eyes with the faintest dusting of freckles. And he was dying to know what lay beneath her skirts. He flirted and consoled her when she needed it and soon he had her in his grasp, even though it as wrong and both of them knew it. They decided upon one of the confessionals, knowing they were both going to go to Hell but loved the thrill of it. She was pressed against the wooden wall inside the little box, her breasts pressed to the mesh as Gabriel fondled her young and beautiful body, untouched by another, or so she claimed. Gabe bit down from her throat to her blessedly plump buttocks before gripping her hips as his free hand loosed his swollen and throbbing member. He pressed it to her slick folds before entering her quickly on a groan, his face hiding against her neck as he thrusted into her, her soft moans filling the confessional box. No one would catch them here, at least the two of them believed it would be so.
Thread: The Renaissance of Sin. [Hahvoc + Goatse]

The tightness of the sweet girl's core made the coupling all the more sweet and devastatingly sinful. Gabriel was getting lost in the feel of her writhing flesh, too enamored to believe that anyone would come this far to confess. But of course, the best laid plans always turn out wrong. As the kindly priest was pounding away into the woman, he heard the slot for the confessional booth slide open and a familiar voice chime out. He cringed in the slightest, feeling himself break out into a sweat for an entirely different reason. He'd been caught! By him , of all people. He slowed his ministrations upon the unfortunate girl as she cried out for a reason opposite the act they had been committing. She pulled on her skirts, dress, and cap as she ran out of the confessional, crying something in french that he didn't understand. Gabriel sighed heavily as he adjusted his robes and finger-combed his hair back into order. He didn't bother to hide his crime, it was easy enough to tell what his sins had been. He looked through the slot as he sat on the bench, peering at Luca with slight distaste and apprehension. The man had done worse than Gabriel ever had, but still, it was not good to be within the man's grasp for any reason. And Gabriel had basically handed himself over to the other on a silver platter. Adjusting his collar, Gabriel spoke in his soft voice. Luca....how pleasant to see you again. Pray tell what it is you are here to confess and what you plan on making me do to keep your silence. Gabriel was a logical man and was panicking only in the slightest. What if the younger man wouldn't be silent? The priest would have to leave the church if he refused to keep quiet about what had happened. Sighing heavily, he placed his head in his hand as he took a few deep breaths. Most absurd! He had been too struck by the girl's appeal to think twice about the consequences of seducing her. He knew he was being punished by God for this, and Luca was to be his Devil, so to speak. He was not going to be able to get away from the handsome man, even if he wanted to. And of course, being the deviant that he was, Gabriel was as good as the man's servant.
Thread: The Renaissance of Sin. [Hahvoc + Goatse]

The perfectly poised priest prays on a pretty prudent pauper in perversion. Yes? Chuckling softly, the young boy had sat down calmly in the seat of the confessional. Well, you see... that depends on how good of a servant you can be to me. I have needs and desires as well.. perhaps a priest that is lewd enough to perform such acts in a confessional can keep me entertained for some time. He had made sure the door was closed behind himself as he learned further into the opening, adding, I'd love to spend an evening with you... After all, you already know what sorts of sins I crave.. I've been to your booth more than once, I'm sure you get the idea. His voice was a soft whisper though, as he had known better than to be loud about such plans, he didn't want to be caught. He had craved for the man's touch, though, and the thoughts of what acts they could commit together seemed more than appealing. After all, this priest was supposed to be a holy man, and it would be a thrill to learn everything he had taught himself while spending his time under the skirts of various young women... not only that, but the trousers of supple young men as well. Licking his lips for a moment, Luca had kept himself poised like a predator, waiting for that answer.
Thread: The Renaissance of Sin. [Hahvoc + Goatse]

Gabriel was patient as he sat there and listened to the boy's demands. It wasn't like he could refuse. Still, he thought over what he might do to the boy, since the man clearly wanted him to fill his bed for at least one night, if not more. Luca was a hard man to keep satisfied for too long, and if Gabriel had to be his servant, he would probably have to use everything he had learned in his youth and was continuing to learn about now. However, he wasn't going to simply take demands like a whelp. He leaned his chin on the back of his knuckles as he rested his elbow upon his upraised thigh. Decisions, decisions...and the options were limited. Sighing lightly as he closed his beautiful eyes a moment before reopening them to peer at Luca, Gabriel gave a tiny smile. I see...you want me to warm your bed for a time until you tire of me. That is your price, then? He said carefully, schooling his features and keeping his voice low. He wasn't going to sit there and lie that he hadn't thought about Luca in a sinful sense upon hearing of all the wicked deeds the man had accomplished. Even though Gabriel was a man of the church and he did take pride in his station, he hadn't wanted to be a priest but had had no other options. Orphaned at a young age and impoverished, he had turned to the church simply for a place to stay and be fed. Their price had been his body and in this case, the price was no different. He didn't feel used or anything of the sort, just curious as to what Luca planned to do with him.
Thread: The Renaissance of Sin. [Hahvoc + Goatse]

Yes, that is precisely it... I want you to be mine, until you bore me. If you bore me too quickly though.. I'll still tell everyone what I had seen... I will also say that you threatened me, and took advantage of me frequently. Grinning from ear to ear, he leaned in a bit more and continued, Who do you think they'll believe, the beautiful prince or the perverted priest? He was up higher on the hierarchy, he knew his place. Luca knew he could get away with more than most could even dream of. Just when his father caught him, he had to run off to confession... but that was it. He also knew that if he hadn't provided incentive, chances are the priest might try to bore him quickly, just to get out of this responsibility. Tonight I want you to find some lovely clothing... none of this priest mess. We're going to go out and explore the beautiful city... I'm sure a man such as you has a mask. You need one for all the horrible sins you commit. There's no way you could do this all in the halls of religion. Sighing wistfully, he added, Oh, and after we eat and drink, we shall retire in my room.. I'll have the servants watch the doors to make sure my father won't get in. Anyways, we'll get in.. and we shall make sweet love, and you shall crave me during every single prayer you have. Seeming positively cheerful about this, he added, You will adore me. And it will be wonderfully sinful.
Thread: The Renaissance of Sin. [Hahvoc + Goatse]

His lips curved into an elegant smirk as he listened to Luca list the details of their little arrangement. Tempting, so very tempting. And yet he found himself wondering why he would even bother to do this. It was against the church, after all. He sighed lightly. It wasn't that he didn't believe and was quite religious in his own right, it was the mere fact that it was satisfying and a secret that he would call upon with mere thought. Sins of the flesh were the most addicting, after all. He leaned back slightly in the booth, closing his eyes a moment as he pictured what would happen if he considered denying sweet Luca. Of course, he would probably be burned for his sins or excommunicated and exiled. Not a choice he was willing to consider. He opened his eyes to half-mast as he took in Luca's eager expression with its quaint little grin. I agree to your terms. You are correct in your assumption that due to your station, I will forfeit my life and career if word of this spread from these halls. Gabriel continued to listen to what the boy had to say, especially about his priestly attire. He smiled in the faintest. It was easy to tell he had given up to the man already, but wouldn't exactly be a submissive man. He would please Luca well enough, and do so in his own ways while letting Luca do as he pleased. It would be a complicated situation, but one ripe with pleasure. He nodded his head lightly at the need for a mask and how the man continued on about what they would be doing for this evening. Bowing his head lightly, he spoke softly as he stood and made a motion to exit the confessional. Not quite a dismissal but more of an invitation to discuss it more privately in his study. He combed his fingers through his hair as he spoke just loud enough for him to hear. As you wish, my lord. And you are mistaken...I already adore you.
Thread: The Renaissance of Sin. [Hahvoc + Goatse]

It's wonderful to know that you are wise enough not to deny me. He cooed, looking quite excited when the man spoke of already having a fondness for him. In the privacy of that study, he would merely plant the seed, ensuring that his tempting offer wouldn't be denied. After all, when they had arrived there, he knew there would be no windows in the room. It would be completely sealed off, and he could do as he pleased when it came to tempting him. He wouldn't waste this opportunity, and Luca was already fiddling about with his hands in excitement as they walked. After all, no one would think twice about them walking together, considering the boy had so many misdeeds, and the man was a priest. They would simply think that he was seeking further counseling. When they had gotten into that study, he had sighed softly, and spoke, It's quite warm in here... Very gently, those delicate fingers traced along his collar. With a coy look painted upon his face, those digits danced to those expensive buttons, undoing quite a few of the top ones. That pale delicate flesh had been revealed, as he allowed his hand to wander between his legs a bit, brushing up against himself and shivering a bit. With those soft pouty lips and that fake look of innocence in his eyes, there wasn't much of a wonder that he was desired amongst many. While his new playmate was distracted by his exposed chest, he allowed his hands to quickly undo his britches, revealing his clear enjoyment of being viewed. Biting his soft pink lips, there was a sudden guilty knowing look in his eyes... as if he had just acknowledged how obscene he was acting. This is what I want you to think of while you're praying today... Luca whispered, those curls of his playing upon his face as he tilted his head back a bit.
Thread: The Renaissance of Sin. [Hahvoc + Goatse]

Groaning softly, the boy was pretending to already be at his limit. As if it were hard enough to just contain himself for this time. O..oh... oh... He cried softly, allowing his hands to linger along that arousal of his, moving his legs to show everything he could. Those scarlet cheeks seemed to be so angelic, and yet he was of the devil as well. No more than an incubus looking for his prey, dropping him when he lost his value. After all, Luca wasn't going to stay with the priest that long if he was going to be bored so quickly. The boy was a hedonist at heart, and craved for new and exciting pleasures, constantly wanting to push the boundaries of normal conventions. This priest though, was just far too tempting to pass up. The boy longed to reach into this sin, to fall for the corruption of the church. He needed to know that the hands which caressed him were blessing others, and granting communion. Luca needed to know that those lips that whispered such lewd things to him, would whisper words of hope to those desperately seeking purity. In church, he longed to look at that priest, and imagine how they defiled one another, and how they bathed in that sweet rapture. Without that, Luca wouldn't be happy at all. So.. as the young ready prince presents himself openly to you... what are you going to do about it? Are you going to give into him and allow yourself to fall into sweet pleasure? Or... are you going to tell him to wait till later? Raising a brow, it seemed as though he was practically begging to be taken... well, that wasn't too far off from the truth. This lustful boy wanted a taste, but he didn't want to appear to be begging for it. He wanted to leave such decisions in the very capable hands of the minister.
Thread: The Renaissance of Sin. [Hahvoc + Goatse]

The sweet sounds that escaped those pale lips made him tremble further as he felt his breath harder to come by. Gabriel felt his hands wandering to the belt at his waist, wanting to slip further and grasp himself. But he refrained by only the skin of his teeth. He had always been the seducer, never the seduced, but this boy was very good at what he was doing. He knew he was just a toy, entertainment for awhile. It helped cool his lust when he thought of himself as just an object. After all, that's just what he was. As he watched Luca, he actually felt a quiet ache in his chest that he decided to ignore. They were just going to use each other for awhile. That was all. There was nothing special here, just indulging in sins of the flesh. Gabriel was probably, in Luca's eyes, something new and meant to be conquered. But Gabriel knew how to play the game, after all, he was a priest who had needed to learn subtly. Smiling faintly to himself, he removed his outer robes and casually put them on the iron-wrought coat rack. His under robes, more casual than the ones he had been wearing, were made of colors of red and purple with streaks of gold thread. He moved with a certain grace as he sat down on the edge of his marvelous desk, his hands on either side of his legs as he looked over Luca from a different angle. Hearing his words, he felt his cheeks flush in the faintest from desire before he put a collar on his lust. My dear lord....I would love to touch the alabaster planes of your chest, indulge in the heat of your skin and the scent of your hair. Verily, I would much enjoy tasting your sweetness, as deceptive it would be. To touch the tender flesh of the throne's heir...I tremble in anticipation of what you would feel like beneath my palms and lips... Gabriel's voice was soft in tone, as always, but there was a carnality to it, a predatory quality laced with the sinful words. He could picture the boy pinned beneath him, hands and ankles tied to the posts of his bed while he lay on his stomach. He could almost hear the sweet sounds of pleasure mixed with bits of pain as he took him and filled him to capacity. He took a breath as he turned his burning gaze up towards Luca's face, smiling despite the heat in his crystalline gaze. He let out a shuddering sigh as he leaned back on his palms and crossed his legs, giving Luca the impression that he was at the end of his rope and barely within the limits of containing himself. They were playing a game, after all. But I feel that if I give into our desires now, then you would tire of me ever so easily...Patience is everything and makes decadence that much sweeter...Therefore, I shall have to ask you to wait until tonight, despite how much my body and yours protest such a thing as waiting..
Thread: The Renaissance of Sin. [Hahvoc + Goatse]

Nnghh... He moaned out softly, nodding a little bit as he was given an answer. Such a good response my dear dear priest. He whispered, that smouldering gaze not leaving the minister for a moment. Allowing his hand to draw up to his lips, he had tilted his head back slightly, those dark curls falling into his face, making him look as though he were an angel. Yes, this marble statue of a boy had slowly pulled his clothes back on, making sure that his viewer knew of every single pleasure that fabric had brought upon him. Such fine silks created such an interesting sensation along his skin, giving him quite the feeling of lust. My dearest... You're wonderful at picking an option. Tonight we shall enjoy each other. I shall show you my world, I shall let you see what my life of sin is like. Indeed he would, he would make sure that the young priest had seen every bit of sin his life contained. He would show him the world of drugs and sex, the world of lust and desire. Everything would be exposed, everything would be given for free. Any man would kill for the chance to mingle with the charming young prince, to be able to hold his soft beautiful body. But, it was reserved for those he picked. Who knew that this man would be the one that he wanted? Who knew that a simple man of a holy profession would be enough to catch his interests? Either way, there was a path of sin ahead of them. When the young boy was finished getting dressed once more, he blew a kiss and disappeared off into the halls. Of course his father had questioned whether or not he confessed to his sinful night. Which he did, but of course he didn't mention the bit where he was going to run off with the priest. When evening had approached, he had put on his best clothing. A wonderful outfit with ornate buttons upon it, his mask being absolutely fitting. It was the face of a woman with painted lips. Though it was surrounded with all sorts of sparkling diamonds, painted with gold as well. It had a strange crackled effect to it as well, making the white face seem like it had some imperfections to it, although it was intentional. For, Luca was quite handsome on the outside... but lurking under the facade, held a horrible boy who would engage in any act of debauchery just so he could get some temporary enjoyment out of it. Gabriel would witness that first hand, as the boy dressed in the cleanest of stockings, beautiful breeches embroidered with gold and diamonds, and also a dazzling frock coat that matched with all of it. That was only the beginning of his stunning ensemble, and everyone would certainly know he was of high society based on his clothing alone. The young boy had wanted to catch the priest right away, and so he had slipped a note under his door for them to meet at the gates outside. The note also included information to what carriage he should enter so they could go to the main city easier. So, he had gone off to that location, waiting for Gabriel, hoping he didn't second-guess this meeting and stay home and decide to stay back at the last moment.
Thread: The Renaissance of Sin. [Hahvoc + Goatse]

Luca truly appeared as an angel before his eyes, but he knew the beast that lurked beneath the handsome face. It was difficult not to want to lay him out on Gabriel's desk and taste every single inch of skin. He watched with a muted expression as Luca fixed his clothing and blew a kiss, telling him of how they would sin tonight. Gabriel was wary, as any intelligent person should, but he wouldn't deny the tingle along his skin at the thought of committing heinous acts. They were going to be performing actions that were against the Church, against the law, and Gabriel found that he would do such things to spend more time with Luca. He didn't understand why he felt such a need to be near the boy. Verily, he was attracted to the young lord, would never deny himself of that confession, but he was also drawn to him. He pondered this feeling as the boy blew a kiss and made his escape down the halls. Gabriel let out a long breath as he sat behind his large oak desk. He shifted around in his seat until he was comfortable before he took the time to calm himself down. Hours went by as he did missives and sent out requests for more things such as candles and how the organ needed repair. One of the carpets had been torn and needed fixing while two of the confession booths needed some repair. So many repairs, Gabriel had to wonder why they could send requests to fix people like himself. But such was his lot in life. Night came swifter than he expected but he had retired to his humble home to get his precious attire for the night. His most expensive clothes slipped easily onto his slim and muscled form that he hid beneath robes during the day. He cleaned off his shoes and gathered his mask which was one of those half masks. It was shaped roughly like a fox, with red and orange paint around the eyes that faded into white at the cheeks. Deception was what he was going to be doing tonight, so why not wear something fitting? The priest returned to the church to find a note under his door, which he picked up and hid in an inside pocket. He had his orders and so he would follow them. He still had that wary feeling like he should keep his wits about him, but he wouldn't be so careful as to peak the boy's displeasure. With a sigh, he fixed his breeches and hair before he went to the gates to meet with the boy who would be king.