Papa emeritus ii x male reader

Chapter 1

I was running, running as fast as I could, trying to get away from that place that I  use to live and trust, the place where I have been abused...I lived at a Catholic church, I trusted them...I trusted him, he was the priest, my father, my friend. Why why, why did he do that? Just keep running, run until you find someone or someplace. Don't look back, never go back. I kept running until you made it to another...church? You couldn't tell, you were out of breath and your priest outfit was torn, all you did was stand there looking at the tall, dark, intimidating church.
You tried walking up to it, but you fell down, your legs too numb to run, and your hips too sore to move, but you couldn't stop now, He could be looking for you, he could find you. You tried getting up but failed, you decided crawling would be the best thing to do. You reached out for the steps and crawled up them, your breath came out in gasps and smoke, it was freezing, your fingers turning purple and you couldnt feel anything. You finally crawled your way up the stairs, you grabbed ahold of the railing trying to pull yourself up. You were able to stand but couldn't find your balance so you had to hold the railing.
When you were able to control your breathing you looked around to look at your surroundings, there were more than just one building, there was a second one that connected it to the church? I think it's a church. The second building looked like dorm rooms, maybe it's another Catholic church. You looked down to make sure your clothes were decent enough to walk into the church, your shirt was ripped to shreds and your pants were ripped as well, you shouldnt have ran through the woods. You were covered in scars, cuts and bruises, you were bleeding as well. You didn't look decent at all.
You were about to just leave and go back, until someone opened the big doors, I guess they either saw you or heard you. I looked up at them and noticed they had a mask on, it looked like a Halloween mask. They just looked you up and down, noticing you torn up priest outfit and your body covered in cuts, bruises and blood. You couldn't see his eyes but you felt them looking at you, you covered yourself, you felt like you weren't able to protect yourself, you were cold and weak and just wanted help. "I'm so sorry to disturb you sir, but I was just wondering if you could let me stay the night? I'll be out of your hair in the morning." You told the man not giving him an explanation. You looked at him waiting on a response,he just looked at you no emotion, and closed the door, left you to help yourself. You didn't know how to feel he left you there, just...left. You slid down the railing reaching the floor, sitting down.
You sat there for about ten minutes or so until you heard the door opened, you flinched a little bit and looked up, it wasn't the man with the mask from earlier, it was a man of with skull makeup. He looked down at you and you looked up at him, you looked into his eyes, one eye normal and the other and entrancing, white one. You looked away, his stare was intimidating and attractive. No shut up, you just met him and your not even gay....are you? Your thoughts were interupted by him speaking. " From your torn outfit, I can tell you were a priest, si?" He asked with a strong, and deep Italian accent. " Um yes sir, I wa-" " Then why are you here, this is a satanic temple and your a Catholic priest." He said, looking at you for a rude remark. " Oh thank you for telling me, I couldn't tell what this place was. But yes I did just come from ah uh....ca-catholic church and I was wondering if I could stay just for one night, I don't care if it's a satanic church or temple, never really cared for religion." You told him, covering up how the Catholic church treated you. He looked at you confused, but he kept a stone cold face, he would have thought you would get up and walk away after realizing. " Ok, you may come in, I have to go get you some clothes, if the brothers and sisters of sin see you in a priest outfit they would be very confused and upset. And also your chest is showing and you won't want people looking at that." He said, he help his hand out for you to grab it, his eyes still seeping into you. You grabbed his hand, but when you stood up you fell onto him. " Are you not able to walk? Satanas what did that church do to you?" He asked. " ...they didn't do anything, I was just uh running through the woods is all, they didn't.." you had to stop yourself from speaking, you knew you were lying to yourself, and so did he. You just looked away, knowing that if you looked at him, you would burst into tears. " I'll let you stay longer than one day, you are bleeding and cannot walk, plus you respected me and my religion, so I must repay they favor. Come we will find clothing." He started walking to the door, you gripped onto him for dear life, he looked at you  noticing how tight you were holding onto him. You now realized how close you were to him, with some of your chest exposed. Also you realized how tall he was, you started to blush when he put his hand on your chest and the other one around you to keep you stabilized.
He pushed open the big doors with his shoulder, you both walked through the door, well he was the one walking for the most part. You saw the ghoul that left you at the door, but he didn't notice you, you looked around, " this place is...huge." you said " Si indeed, me, my brothers and father, and the brothers and sisters of sin live here." You looked back at him, you were able to see his skull makeup more, you wondered why he wore it. " You must want to know why I wear this face paint hmm?  He said in a calmer voice than earlier, but he noticed you staring at him. " Um ..ye-yes sir." You stammered, looking down embarrassed. "Heh, well it is a thing my father passed down with me and my brother, we all have the touch of Lucifer, as you can see from my eye. So when it's our time, we wear the papal makeup, I am papa emeritus ii, the second of the brothers." He said looking at you. " Oh so you go by papa...oh" your mind drifted else where, he chuckled at you, knowing what you were thinking of. " Why did you say it like that Cara? You like the term Papa?" He said teasingly. You blushed and looked down, noticing that your blood from your cheeks was moving fast to your crotch area, you decided to change the subject. " U-um where are we going." You asked, you noticed a bunch of women and men glaring at you, probably due to your priest outfit. " I am taking you to my father and brothers, I was in a meeting with them before I was told about you. That is fine?" He said curious, you nodded. " Yes, but may I wait outside the room?" You asked him, he looked at you smirking, he lifted your chin up so you were staring directly at him. " Oh? Why is that, can't be in a room full of men aye?" He said chuckling afterwards, still holding onto your chin starting dead at you. You couldn't speak, you mouth agape like a fish, and the blood definitely rushing to your dick now. " I'm just messing with you delicia, you can wait outside if you please." He said, you knew that this would be a long night.