Love is not a Sin

Chapter 7 - Nocturnal desires

Hello again my lovely readers 🙂

Here is chapter 7 - finally.
I am really sorry that it took me so long. And now it's also so short :( I'm so sorry... I hope I can finish the next chapter within the next week.

Please be aware:
- mention of crime
- mention of dead animal
- explicit language
- kinky 😉😏

Nontheless, I hope you will enjoy this chapter as well as the others before 🙂If so, don't forget to like / comment please ❤Now, here's chapter 7!

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Will POV

Will sat in the confessional booth. It was actually past the time when parishioners could come to him, but he always waited a little longer. Sometimes there was still a straggler.

And he was right. He heard the heavy wooden church door being pushed open. This was followed by a soft clatter on the old marble floor.
Will was pretty sure it was a woman.

The clacking died away and quietly, almost hesitantly, the other door of the booth was opened.

"Good evening." Will greeted friendly and tried to see through the dense network structure who was on the other side. A familiar smell hit his nostrils.

Strawberries...

"Good evening, Reverend..."

Will flinched as if electrocuted. Instantly his mouth went dry. [Y/N]... She was sitting on the other side.
But he wanted to keep calm... Maybe she wanted to go to confession to feel more relieved before tomorrow? She had been very tense when he invited her to Mass on Sunday...
Will cleared his throat before continuing. "You came to confess your sins?"

He could dimly see that she was moving on the small bench.

"Yes, I was kind of naughty... Father..."

Fuck...
Will ran his palms down his black pants. He had suddenly started sweating.
"No, you must say, 'Father, I have sinned.' Understand?"

He heard her slightly shaky inhalation... It was as if he could feel her breath on his skin...

"I have... naughty thoughts... impure... I... I have to think of you, Father... Every free moment... Even in my dreams you haunt me... Soon I can't... resist... these thoughts anymore..."

Will gritted his teeth. Damned! He had to control himself... He couldn't...
But his hard cock had a different opinion. He had pitched a tent in his crotch and was pressing against his narrow prison almost painfully.

"Father?"

[Y/N]'s voice sounded so innocent... yet lascivious and alluring...

Will heard himself growl without being able to control it. He shook his head to regain his senses.
"You know it's not appropriate to think like that?"

Again, he heard a slight rustling and when her voice resound, she was so close. Her lips must have been almost on the grate between them.
"But... I can't control them... My whole body... It's burning... It's craving..."

"And what is your body craving for, [Y/N]?" Will's voice was barely more than a whisper. He had one hand pressed tightly to his crotch. Teeth clenched.

"For you, Daddy... It's a feeling... from within me... A fire... And it can only be sated... if... mhh..." Her voice trailed off, ending in a low moan.

Will jumped up and yanked open the door on his side of the confessional. Blinded by lust, he tore open the other side.
But he had not been prepared for what he saw...