Hellfire:Daniel Bruhl X Reader

5.

"Y/n, please we musn't..."

He quickly clamped his jaw shut when he felt the way your fingers suddenly grasped the side of his face, slowly moving along his jawline. Your hand came to hold his chin, roughly forcing it up to stare you in the eye, and with a slight flicker you placed your thumb upon his lips, without even having to press down too hard, he let you push your thumb into his mouth.

He let out a muffled moan as he allowed your thumb to push into his mouth and gently he sucked it, feeling his insides flutter at the sensation.

When you pulled your thumb back out of his mouth, his chest heaved from the need to breathe and with a weak voice he whimpered out one last little protest,

"Y/n."

Yet when you leaned down, your lips hovering over his, barely touching, he eagerly gave in to the desire to feel your lips upon his, to have them moving against him capturing all sorts of noises from his throat.

Without really thinking about it he was letting your hand slip around his waist, coxing him to stand up. As you backed up he eagerly followed your lips not wanting to lose the sensation. His eyes fluttered shut as he lost himself within the kiss and therefore he didn't know where you were moving him to until your lips finally pulled away from his.

With your hand still wrapped around his waist, you place your other hand on his shoulder and slowly push him down and then turned him around, shoving him down further until you were able to position him to lie face down upon the stairs at the front of the church.

"Now you be a good boy, Father and stay there."

His eyes watched you as you quickly hurried back to the confessional and leant in. Goosebumps rose up on his skin and he felt a shiver go through him as he saw you bring out a bag and he knew exactly what was inside.

"Get on your hands and knees for me Father."

He hesitated for a second, just for a second but he gave into your commands and pulled himself up, placing his knees and the palms of his hands upon the cold stone stairs. His legs were shaking from his nerves due to never doing something like this before. He didn't know what he should be expecting plus he knew he should be outright refusing to have any involvement in this especially after what he was preaching not only an hour before and yet the thought on you on top of him, within him, excited him to no end.

He waited patiently, unable to see you as you stood behind him but he could hear the way your steps echoed as you walked across the floor, pacing back and forth behind him.