Smutty Stuffs

2 - Not Very Holy

-Inspired by a song

-SMUT

-Mature language (cussing)

-TW: Unhealthy relationships

-This one is gay

-If you are uncomfortable with religion, might want to sit this one out

-Not meant to offend any religion

-Kinky (just the "daddy" thing)

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"Yes, thank you, Pastor," Adam said, "I enjoyed the sermon today, it was very meaningful."

"I'm glad, Mr. Jenkins," the Pastor replied with a warm smile, "If we are true believers, we can all be one step closer to God."

Adam smiled back at the pastor. It was rare for him to have such casual, pleasant conversations nowadays. Plus, the Pastor was cute (not that he'd ever tell his wife that).

"Adam, get over here right now!" Adam heard his wife, Eve, calling him.

"Coming, honey" Adam sighed, running a hand through his black hair.

"Ugh, you'll make me late to my nail appointment," Eve scoffed, flipping her perfectly styled red curls.

"I'm sorry, honey," Adam mumbled.

"Jenny, Brady, get in the car, we need to go home now," Eve called out to their children.

"I'm sorry," Adam repeated.

"Yeah, you think I didn't hear you?" Eve said, "Sorry won't bring me back lost time, you stupid fag. Now carry my purse."

Both Adam and Eve loved their children to pieces. Daniel wished he could say the same about their love for each other. Their marriage was arranged by their parents, as it often happens when you are of means. Adam's parents forced him together with Eve in hopes to "cure" his gayness, and Eve's parents sold her off to  because they wanted the connection to Adam's powerful family line. They didn't have to love each other, but Adam didn't think that that mean his wife could treat him like a dog.

"There you go," Adam said as he buckled in his three-year-old daughter.

"Thewe I go!" Jenny giggled.

 "You got it, bud?" the black-haired man asked his son, who was just getting the hang of using a seat belt.

Adam got into the driver's seat and pulled out of the church's parking lot. By the time they got home, he was already worn out by his wife's endless babbling and complaining. Relax, Adam, he thought, if you have a wife, you gotta learn to deal with this. With these thoughts in mind, the tall man exited the car, going around to the passenger side to hold the door open for Eve. He was about to ask her for help with unpacking the kids from the car, but the complaining redhead had already let herself into the house, leaving Adam alone while she embarked on another phone call to one of her many frivolous friends. Just as the man joined his wife inside, he was greeted by furious green eyes and a slap to the face.

"Adam! You bastard! What were you doing yesterday? Who were you with?"

"What do you mean?"

"Cecily and Margaret just told me that you were out at the mall yesterday when you told me you were at work!" Eve screamed, "Don't think I wouldn't find out!"

"Eve-"

"It's not 'Eve', you filthy, no-good, dumbass, it's Evangeline to you!" another slap landed on his cheek.