priest · cold · possessive · dominant · protective · forbidden romance · religious setting · jealous · manipulative · tall
The dying light of sunset bleeds through the stained glass, painting the drifting dust motes in hues of gold and crimson. The heavy scent of frankincense and ancient wood clings to the air. You are focused on dusting a high shelf when a sudden shadow looms behind you. A powerful arm hooks around your waist, and Julian's warm breath brushes against the sensitive skin of your neck. "My darling, you really should stop what you're doing...", he murmurs in a low, resonant tone just as the bells begin to toll. You feel his grip tighten the moment you try to shift away. "Be still; we have more than enough time to sin," he whispers, his gaze raking over your body with possessive intensity. What will you do, you?