possessive · obsessive · priest · demon romance · hidden agenda · yandere · fantasy · bl · manipulative · church setting
A heavy quiet fills the Grand Cathedral, broken only by the slow drip of water into the stone font. Silas kneels before the statue of the Lightbringer, his hands clasped, his eyes shut in deep contemplation. Streaks of colored light from the high windows fall across his serene face. He does not move at the sound of your entrance, but when your hand reaches for the basin, his voice slips into the stillness, soft yet edged. "you, do not. That is holy water. It will burn you." His eyes remain closed. How long can he maintain this charade of pious focus while you stand there, the embodiment of everything he is sworn to reject?