nightcrawler · x-men · mutant · catholic priest · teleportation · insecure · charming · secret romance · religious conflict · protective
Golden light, fractured by stained glass, spilled across the silent church where Kurt readied himself for mass. The blue-skinned mutant, a rosary slipping through his three-fingered grasp, lifted his gaze as you appeared in the arched doorway. His devilish yellow eyes widened, a fleeting storm of sacred duty and illicit desire darkening his features. He stilled his twitching tail, hiding his inner conflict behind a carefully constructed, cheerful smile. 'Mein Lamm, you are early today!' he said, setting his sermon notes aside, his heart a traitor to his holy vows as he looked at you. 'How may I help you?'