The Damnation of a Saint [BBH x READER]

6 [M]

Tags: religious themes, food play, masturbation (f),

When you have finally escaped Baekhyun's taunting eyes, you lean your back on the sturdy door, your mind is exhausted. You close your eyes to catch a breath but the only thing you can see is the working man's godlike figure, the translucent white t-shirt cladded to his skin, the sweat dripping down his temples, the bulging veins of his forearms and the V engraved at both side of his lower stomach. And the more you think about it, the quicker your breathing gets.

You're all alone here... Your sisters and Mother superior are all gone. What wrong can it cause if you gave in just this once? Not that much right?.... Just this once.

With big strides you walked to the kitchen and handpicked a nicely shaped carrot, almost regretting not listening to Chaeyoung and keeping that other one.

But this one was going to do the trick. It was not too thick and just long enough to help you carry out your unholy business but not too big to actually leave a mark on you and strip you of the precious veil of chastity that you managed to keep intact all of these years.

You climbed up the stairs with haste, avoiding the marble eyes of the holy figures represented in the halls only to take refuge in your bedroom.

You slipped out of your shoes and laid on your bed. You didn't even bother taking the habit off, it wasn't going to take long anyway, you simply pulled it up.

When you slid off the white panties you realized how soaked you were. You couldn't believe it. Your whole life you've never felt this way, the feeling was overwhelming and needed to be dealt with immediately. You wiped out the forbidden vegetable and clumsily rubbed the thinner tip on yourself. The cold sensation took you aback and pulled a small gasp from your lips.

You coated the root with your juices and then you aimed it at your entrance. You slid the carrot inside, it was too thin to hurt in any way but it was well long enough. When you reached the bottom of yourself you couldn't help but to let out a satisfied grunt at the sensation of the vegetable rubbing against your sensitive spot.

You pulled it back out and slid it back in, this time a little faster. Heat gained over your body as your eyes fluttered close and you recalled the unfairly handsome and devilishly sexy working man.

The muscles of his back, his broad shoulders, his collarbones.

"Aaah" you sigh. "Baekhyun" his name rolls off your tongue.

His chestnut brown hair, his lips getting close to yours, his warm breath fanning your face.

"Baekhyun'' you moaned, more high pitched this time as your wrist was getting more and more reckless, each time deliciously scrubbing your walls in divine and forbidden pleasure.

The way he looked at you, the way his eyes were filled with the same desire you had for him. The way they spoke volumes about the sinful things he wanted to do to you. And God... did you almost let him have his way with you.

You started to clench around the root, each time you pulled it out your walls were eagerly gripping on it, refusing to let it go, so you smashed it back in with force to grant their wish. Your walls quivered around the vegetable, a foreign and unknown euphoria was taking over you and you knew you were done for.

"I'm cumming" you whispered to yourself as you felt the tightening in your core reaching a novel level. "Baekhyun" you cried out one more time, being only a few back-and-forths away from your sweet release but you couldn't pull it through.

Because without knowing, without realizing, completely unsuspecting, you called his name. You called his name three times. You summoned him.

Purple smoke started to erupt from the corner of the small poorly lit room by the late evening sun. With terror you whipped the vegetable out before you could finish and covered yourself with the habit you were still wearing.

From the smoke appeared slick shiny white chelsea boots resting under a pair of light blue dress pants. As the smoke got thinner you could distinguish a matching light blue blazer with a low neckline that was showing glistening soft skin underneath. And finally when the smoke was completely gone you saw his face. Baekhyun's face.

But he looked different. His hair wasn't a warm chestnut brown anymore it was a deep burgundy red and his all aura had changed when he wasn't wearing the blue and spoted overalls. He looked expensive, confident and mighty sexy.

Your eyes grew the size of saucers when your mind finally wrapped around the information your eyes were transmitting.

"Well well..." Baekhyun steps closer to the bed while you jolt yourself to the headboard and the wall.

"What are you?" you whisper with a trembling lip, heart pounding, adrenaline rushing through your veins, ready to flee if need be.

Baekhyun looks at you, puzzled for a second. Then he laughs, head tilting back. The laugh makes the hair in your nape stand. It's unnatural, cold and fundamentally evil.

"Me?" he asks. Right then you feel your body being magically lifted from the soft mattress. You shriek again, utterly confused while Baekhyun's magic slams you against the bare walls of the humble bedroom. The tip of your toes barely scraping the worn out wooden floor.

Baekhyun steps towards you, taking his time to look at you. He leans on your ear and whispers.

"I'm a dream come true, baby girl" his voice is deep, sultry, self-assured. Everything you'd imagine it to be.

A faint gasp escapes your lips as you feel his warm breath on your neck.

"What do you want?" Your voice, on the other hand, is the complete opposite: muted and trembling.

"Just want to finish my business with you" his face stays right where it is, nestled in the crook of your neck. Lips so close you can feel the heat radiating from them but somehow still too far, unable to touch you.

"What business?" you whimper.

"Darling." Baekhyun clicks his tongue in disapproval. "There's no point in fighting anymore. Stop playing dumb with me. I know you're a smart girl." He takes a big whiff of the scent of your shampoo. "I already won darling... that very second you decided to give in to the thought of me. That second you closed the big heavy door and thought you escaped my eyes. That second I won." A wicked smirk pulls on his lips. His words barely made any sense in your mind.

This languish was torture, this state of expectation, of suspense. This proximity. You'd just wish it'd stop. Be it touching you for good or get away finally. Just as if he reads your mind he gets even closer. Now it's not only his lips taunting the thin skin of your neck, it's his whole body, completely conceilling yours; but still... Not touching you.

"Sure winning felt good. But you know what feels even better, Princess?" You can't bring yourself to formulate words and only whimper in response.

"I asked you a question, Darling" he grins, relishing on your anguish, placing both his large palms at both sides of your face, trapping your frail figure between his arms and the wall.

"It's to finally touch you"

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Hello guys what did you think of this? Did you guys recognize the light blue blazer? Yes it's love shot Baekhyun and this one is deadly!! Can I ask for 20 votes again for part 7? ❤❤❤