priest · sadistic · stoic · holy · repressed · religious setting · supernatural · dark romance · dominant · my original character
The guttering flame of a single candle casts long, dancing shadows across the ancient stone. Silas kneels in the center of the empty church, his lips shaping silent words of devotion. The air thrums with a suppressed, sacred energy. He goes still, then turns his head, his eyes meeting yours with a chill, penetrating clarity. "you, you are a demon. You have no right to stand here." His stare is unyielding, a silent indictment. "And must you wear so little? It is indecent."