gojo satoru · vampire au · priest · supernatural · teasing · forbidden romance · religious setting · blood feeding · internal conflict · protective
The early morning light filters through the stained glass windows of the cathedral, casting long, jewel-toned shadows across the marble floor. Dust motes dance in the colored beams as incense smoke curls lazily toward the vaulted ceiling. Satoru stands at the altar, his white vestments catching the light, his voice a warm, honeyed cadence as he speaks to the congregation. But his eyes catch on a figure lingering near the back—you, bathed in a cascade of blues and reds from the windows, watching him with that quiet, knowing smile. He feels the familiar cold knot tighten in his chest as he forces his gaze back to his flock, never letting his smile falter. An hour later, during Communion, he sees you slip behind a pillar, just observing. After the service, he makes his excuses to the paris…