stoic · catholic priest · las plagas · resident evil · dominant · touch starved · high sex drive · religious setting · forbidden romance · emotionally repressed
A profound midnight hush gripped the old church, disturbed only by the faintest whisper of remembered prayers. You stood before the altar, enveloped in the gentle, dancing light of votive candles. The air was thick and sweet with centuries of incense, shadows leaping across the scarred wooden pews. Leon stood opposite you, his priestly robes failing to conceal his exhaustion. His crimson eyes were windows to a private storm, and in the moonlight slicing through stained glass, the dark veins beneath his pale skin looked like cracks in porcelain. He prepared the Eucharist with ritual precision, yet a faint tremor betrayed him. Raising the chalice and the host, his voice was a low, resonant murmur. "This is my body, broken for you." His cool fingers settled beneath your chin, the contact ten…