C:SOD Chapter 10 (Patreon)

later at night,

CARVALLE CATHEDRAL,

"... and I have disobeyed my parents. Kept the relationship. Father... I may be pregnant..."

The priest sighs at the confession of this first-year college student, pregnant at 18 already. "That is why we shall honor our mother and father, my child. The consequences will catch up to us."

"I'm sorry," she cries from the other side, "I confess that I will get rid of this kid... I... I don't know how to take care of it... and I will be disowned. W-will I be going to hell?"

Father Daniel went silent for a moment, judging the actions of this young girl despite him not being the Lady of Carnations, and that itself is a sin. He cannot pass judgment. "I advise you to seek forgiveness after you have done the deed. Only the Lady of Carnations will save you. She forgives those who ask. Put yourself first, and have faith that She will understand."

"Thank you, Father..." she sobs out, before exiting the stand and running off to hide her tears.

There are worse sins than that... Father Daniel's mind travels to the past while he waits for the next student to enter the confessional. Worse, worse sins I have committed myself... I am in no room to cast a stone.

Finally, the door closed for the next student to confess. Father Daniel speaks his usual verse, "Confess, my child, and you will be forgiven in the eyes of the Lady of Carnations."

"Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned," said a familiar voice, not of a student.

"Hermes?" The priest is puzzled at his sudden presence. "You're not a student, why are you here?"

"To confess. Not to your God, but to you..." Hermes decides to be honest and turns his head away in shame, "I lied. Something happened last night... I'm... I'm so, so sorry..."

Father Daniel changed into a more serious expression, eyes half-lidded and suspicious. He can read the context. "Something happened? Is it Mavis again?"

Fùck, fùck... fùck... I'm such a piece of shít."Mavis... and... Frost..."

Embarrassment plagues his heart as he refuses to look at the man he just cheated on after a night of being together. Daniel is quiet on the other side, face hidden. "Look, maybe this isn't working out... if you want to break up, I am okay wit—"

"That easy?" Father Daniel scoffs in disbelief. Hermes looks at the board between them in shock, especially when the priest doesn't sound to be bothered by the revelation. He's more bothered at the suggestion that they break up. He smirks at Hermes' silhouette, "You think I'm just gonna throw you away after a night?"

"But I cheated on you."

"You played a game," Father Daniel sighs in disappointment, yet also acceptance. Then, he says seriously, "I know you won't sleep with them without any reason. Mavis is persuasive, Frost had probably blackmailed you."

"He did," Hermes exits his side of the stand and runs to Father Daniel before anyone can see, "He saw what Mavis and I did. I doubt last night will be the last he demands of me. I'm sorry Daniel, I just can't-"

"I know why you're here," the Priest cuts him off before pulling him closer inside his side of the confessional. He's not letting Hermes get away, cornering him against the desk where the teacher's breath hitches at the presence of an intimidating yet handsome man. Hermes is now kneeling in between the priests' legs, begging to be forgiveness. "In Carvalle. You're here to find justice for your sister."

"Father..."

"It's obvious. She always said you won't teach here... said you hate Carvalle. Why would you go to a place where you lost someone, a place you hate?" Father Daniel holds down the dark feeling in his heart, holding onto Hermes' head. "I know you'll do whatever it takes to learn more about her death. For that, I'll even help you. And if you have to sleep with others to get the information you need... I'll forgive you as long as you stay honest."

"Wh-what...?"

"I don't care if Frost enslaved you... as long as you are mine inside and out... you are mine, still..." Father Daniel whispers before pulling him in for a possessive jealous kiss that he tries so hard to hide.

For him to be so selfish, claiming Hermes and refusing to let go even when he's being stolen by the rich brats that inhabit Carvalle. I will keep a hold on you... that's how much I want you... "So please, my goddess... stay with me..."

Hermes has reserved himself for later when he plans to seduce him once again; later in bed where they're free to release their lust. And yet here Hermes is in the confessional, on-duty hours, straddling the priest with both their dícks being squeezed together by his cold hands. Their lips are busy feasting on each other's flavored kiss, a worse addiction than drugs.

"Don't... ever assume I'll break up with you..." Daniel says as Hermes loses breath when his rough hands take over the stimulation. His other hand is holding Hermes' cheeks to keep him in place while he disciplines, "...as long as you tell me, it's not cheating, alright?"

"You're crazy," Hermes spits out before he gets shut up by a forefinger pressed against his tip. "Ahh, fùck... y-... you're so weird... I still cheated..."

"And did you enjoy that...?" Father Daniel asks.

"No."

Suddenly, he was slapped by two disciplinary fingers. "Tell the truth, my darling... did you enjoy sleeping with them?"

Hermes' eyes tremble as he stumbles over his words, extremely blushing. "N... no, I didn't..."

"Kneel, you're enjoying your lies instead," Daniel strictly commanded before a gentle kiss on the lips. "Don't lie in the house of the Lady, you naughty bìtch."

What the fùck. Hermes feels disgusted with how his stomach churns in pleasure, intestines like a stretching cat, kneeling and facing the veiny and throbbing cóck of a Corrupted priest. Something hot just warms up inside of me when he curses.

"So tell me..." Father Daniel gently asks with a harsh finger slapping Hermes' flustered cheek, "Did you enjoy it, or not?"

Hermes looks up at him, eyes showing a form of vulnerability as a sign of submission. Then he finally admits with a truthful breath, "... I did."

"Good boy," Daniel praises him, then pushes the tip of his còck onto Hermes' lips. "Here's your reward. Lie in front of the Lord again, and I'll shove it down your windpipe."

Something awoke inside Hermes and the next thing he knew, he is sloppily sucking on the priest's dìck while looking up at him for validation. It was such a sexy sight for Daniel that he can't help but release a sinful moan.

"How was it for you?" Father Daniel whispers while pushing himself up against Hermes' throat, definitely bruising it yet again. "Do the younger men fùck differently than I? Or did you take the lead?"

"Urgh...! D... di... different..." Hermes pulls away to take a breath, looking up at him with the sexy, sleepy eyes, begging to be forgiven. "... they're rough..."

Father Daniel scoffs, "I'll show you rou—"

The door to the confession stand suddenly opens and in comes a young lady in uniform, who decided to come in after waiting in line for a long time since Hermes came in.

"Father? Is it still confession time?"

Hermes tries standing up, but his silhouette will be visible so Daniel pushes him back down and shoved that dìck in his mouth to silence him. Father Daniel looks at his watch and curses before gathering his composure. "Yes, my child. Confess and you will be forgiven in the eyes of the Lady."

What is wrong with you, stop this! Hermes widens his eyes at him, heart beating rapidly in fear. Father Daniel responds by giving him a strict, disciplinary finger.

"Father, I have feelings for a friend..." she starts off strong, but then sounds like she's holding back tears. "My friend... a girl..."

Hermes is a little mad he's being disciplined like a kid so he runs his tongue down the shift and kept the tip rubbing against his cheek.

"Mmm," Father Daniel plays off the moan, "Mm, yes continue..."

He was casually looking down at Hermes while saying that, but the Student continued as well.

"Last night... she got drunk... and tried to... flirt... actually, sleep with me..." she confesses with a tight heart all while the priest is rubbing his díck inside a tight throat. "I... I couldn't stop my feelings for her, so... I agreed... because I like her so much... I... I let her touch me, and I touched her. I... shouldn't have done that, haven't I?"

"Yes, you shouldn't have," Father Daniel responds while trying his best not to change his tone because of Hermes sucking him down there.

"I'm sorry... e-even though I was sober..." she starts to sob, "It was wrong..."

It's so wrong, Father Daniel agrees while putting his thumb inside Hermes' mouth as the teacher's hand rubs him vigorously.

Suddenly, Hermes mouthed 'It was wrong' in a mocking manner, then rolls his eyes before mouthing, 'This is wrong. You're too horny, basically the devil.'

"You should seek forgiveness..." Father Daniel had to pause because his dìck twitched in desire to punish Hermes for the sass. "... seek forgiveness in both the Lady and your friend."

"What if she doesn't forgive me?! What if she hates me?! She's straight, and I'm nothing but a piece of shìt..."

"That is the consequences of your own actions, my dear," Daniel gently says while slapping the teasing Hermes with two fingers on the cheek. "Whether or not she forgives you, are the consequences. It's best to face them, my child."

She was sobbing for a moment, thinking about it. All the while Father Daniel's breath is consistently heavy. Uhm... is he okay...?

"Alright... thank you, Father... I will be going now..." she says, a little fearful since she doesn't want to be the one to discover if ever he's having a stroke or something.

But no, it was just Hermes stroking his dìck with his tongue. The priest calls out to the girl, "My dear, would you please tell your waiting classmates that confessions will be continued tomorrow afternoon? I am not feeling well. Tell the cafeteria I gave you permission to take a break there."

Daniel glares at the playful Hermes who is seductively rubbing on his muscular thighs. He's enjoying getting the priest disturbed.

"Y-yes Father, of course!" So he really wasn't feeling well... I thought differently...

The moment the kids rushed out of the cathedral for their early break, Father Daniel grabs Hermes by the neck and pushes him face-first against the wooden divisor in the confessional.

"Anghh-!"

"How dare you be provocative in the Lady's house, you sinner?" Father Daniel whispers as if renting a spell, his one hand against Hermes' neck and the other stripping his pants down.

"Me, provocative?! You were the one stuffing my mouth!"

Here, his bare àss gets slapped by an angry hand.

"It was the first part of punishment for sleeping with two students. Want the next one?"

Hermes gasps when Father Daniel presses his large girth between Hermes' àss. "Oh, don't tell me..."

"Did you prepare, my love?" Father Daniel asks this time, the complete opposite of his tone three seconds ago.

"Uhm... y... yes...?" Whóre.

"So you were getting ready to sleep with Young Master Frost," Father Daniel pushes the tip against the whimpering teacher's dry hole, with the intention to scare. He just ends up rubbing on Hermes externally, between the thigh gap and teasing his balls down there.

"No, I didn't, I... ! I wanted to sleep with you later...! Daniel..." Hermes whines, but was rewarded with two fingers slapping against his cheeks.

"You are in church, address me properly."

Hermes breathes out, tightly pressed against the divisor, "Father Daniel... please..."

"You're so hard..." The man behind him whispers right in his ear, feeling up the tip which is slowly oozing pre-cum. "So wet... how dare you act like this in church."

"Daniel..."

Two fingers slapped his cóck this time, eliciting a moan. He has no choice but to moan out, "Father!"

"Yes, slút?"

It's so hot here... his hands... so warm and rough... touch me more.... "I'm sorry. I'm sorry... I slept with them..."

"You ask for forgiveness instead of punishment?"

"Punish me then," Hermes whispers, insecure at the people still outside, mainly the choir waiting for practice. "Father... punish me... forgive me, Daddy..."

Daniel chuckles, leaning down to spít at his hole and take a sachet from his pocket. "I knew we'd be fúcking somewhere public. That's how much of a slùt you are Hermes, it's adorable... look at you..."

"Said the one who kept his díck in my mouth while a 17-year-old is on the other side!" Hermes talks back, but once again silenced at the large head attempting to enter him. He gasps at the slight stretch as a mere attempt, forgetting that this man is big and a male's àsshole isn't meant to swallow that thing.

"Shìt!" But Hermes did, Father Daniel ripping a sachet of lube then pouring it all over his díck, reserving his spit for Hermes' hole. That's when he entered once again and Hermes yelped so loud, he has to be covered and held tightly like a hostage.

Claustrophobia; fear of tight spaces. Yet the tightness of these walls are intimate; like a lover's hand around your neck trying to keep you in place. The only fear Hermes has is the growing desire for this damned man.

"Father...! You're...! ... ripping me apart!" Hermes moans as a whisper, his throat squirming under the priest's grip.

"Bend further down," he commanded, making Hermes whine from how much he loves it when he's bossy. "Is this the Hermes Quinn who rolled his eyes at me at first glance? Dirty looks and disinterested sighs? Look at you rolling your eyes back now; sighing like a thirsty bìtch and looking as dirty as you can get."

"Father, I swear-"

"I'll make sure no matter how many times those boys fúck you, you will always crave for me, my darling," Father Daniel says as he rams Hermes in so hard, the stand shakes externally.

"I'm sorry... forgive me... I swear... ! I don't like them like... like..." Hermes' thoughts got invaded by Mavis for some reason, so he has to block that out. "I'm just... using them..."

"For information?"

"F-for.... information..." Hermes licks the fingers that dare cover his mouth, before looking at the man who is punishing his cheating hole.

"Did they come inside you?"

"I... came... inside Mavis... Frost... was wearing... c-c-condom..."

"Good, baby..." Father Daniel says before surprisingly Hermes with something warm inside of him, leaving tremors running along the priest's díck. "Always have them wear a condom... if not..."

"If not what--Daniel! Daniel, wait..." Hermes panics when the man keeps fùcking him from behind while rubbing the tip of his díck.

"Just wear condoms and remember who you belong," the man smiles, draining Hermes of coming and making him sink on the floor of the confessional, on his knees. "Hmm... right where you belong..."

Hermes tries to catch his breath, stomach churning because his insides are dripping a male's cúm. "You piss me off sometimes, you're lucky you're hot."

"You called me Daniel instead of Daddy though, I'm gonna spank you in the church benches for that."

"Don't you dare, I swear to the god you worship!"

???

JOHNSON BUILDING'S ROOFTOP

"You dare touch what has already been claimed, are you trying to piss him off?" The twins confronted their school Priest at the rooftop of this building where Father Daniel looks down upon the many happy students of Carvalle. It is cloudy with sunlight peeking between the cotton clouds, the breeze gentle and cold at this altitude. The twins' tone is cold and rude as well against a man a decade older than them.

Father Daniel merely hums. "I thought I'd be meeting him, not send kids to send a message. And did he really think we’ll be broken up if Hermes has an affair? He has to try harder than that because I’m not letting him go.”

The twins look at each other, confused and a little bitter. “We didn’t know you and Mr. Quinn are dating.”

“So he didn’t tell you. Not surprised he thinks your shared brain cells can’t process that fact.”

Ray got pissed and almost charged at him, but his collar is pulled back by the calmer Rain.

"He's busy right now," Rain says, walking towards the Priest in order to make it clear that, "You don't want him to end up like Thena, don't you?"

"So he did kill her," Father Daniel hums while in his fingers are a rosary of the Lady of Carnations.

"We told you, he didn't."

"Of course he didn't," the Father finally faces them, "Because he made someone else do it. Was it you, or Au?"

"Why the fúck would we kill Thena, shut the fúck up!" Ray attacked this time and Rain couldn't stop him. However, Father Daniel caught his fist and spun him before pinning him on the steel railing of the roof.

"Ray!" his brother yells, about to fight back against the Priest but Father Daniel glares at him, silently threatening to throw Ray out of the roof if he dares make a move. "Let go of him! You know he tends to be impulsive!"

"And how will he stop doing that if he can't learn a lesson?" Father Daniel questions him still pushing Ray against the railing, before his tone turned deadly serious. "After Thena died, I don't want to be under him anymore. You tell him that. And nothing's gonna stop me from keeping Hermes away from him.'

"You're really gonna do this?"

"To keep Thena's brother safe, yes..." Father Daniel pulls Ray away from the huge drop and throws him to his brother, the young man now holding onto him.

"Rain... Rain, he pushed me!" He cries to the other twin, hugging him tight and fearful of this tall priest. Ray is about to get a mental breakdown so Rain steps away from the Priest.

Father Daniel smiles at them, "Isn't Ray enjoying Hermes' scent too much? What will he say about you guys stalking him? Won't you be in danger too?"

The twins now feel threatened. "We don't like Hermes that way."

Father Daniel smirks. "Are you sure? Your eye is visible, Rain. I can see how you look at the guy. He's pretty, isn't he?"

"We just like his scent."

"Which means you're still in trouble." With that, Rain's visible eye widen a bit, realizing that if ever they're caught fantasizing over the forbidden fruit, they're dead. He's frozen, Ray sobbing against him while Father Daniel walks towards the exit.

"Be careful, boys. You of all people should know that he doesn't like being double-crossed. That's why I'm playing on the opposite side of the board now. It's more fun to be the one to eat the Queen, than be eaten by it. Hermes is already mine."