Unholy faith

Part two: first person POV

Elijah looked up at her, breathing heavily, his face as red as a tomato, he looked around The booth is ....in tacked, and I'm still in the church  he thought as he looked at the very much not destroyed confessional booth and his normal surroundings. He looked back up at sister Catherine, her face full of worry and concern. "what..? oh!..I must have fallen asleep, my apologies" he said, trying to calm himself as she helped him stand up and walk out of the booth "Let us hope no one came by, it would be the talk of the town if people knew the priest had fallen asleep during confessions" she said, clasping her hands together.

She looked at him, then to the doors of the church's back rooms. "The church minister has hired someone to help you with your duties, they and I can see how.. tired you've been and how you've been needing some help."

She says as she takes him to the back rooms. "You'll be meeting him today," she said, stopping just outside one of the doors. Elijah looked at her again, with a confused face. "h-help me? I'm fine with my duties. Why have you all done this without me?" She looks at him with a doubt filled face."You were just asleep in the confession booth. Do you wish to ask me that again?" She says, crossing her arms.

Elijah shook his head, feeling like a scolded child. As he walked into the room with her, his eyes widened in horror at who he saw standing there. It can't be.. he thought, looking the man up and down. He was tall with dark hair and a muscular build. He had green and blue eyes, but his smile.. I know that smile.. he thought. Looking at the man in front of him, he looked exactly like the demon from my dreams.

"Hello, Elijah~," the man said, in a deep, raspy voice, causing Elijah to flinch before replying, "h-hello..” He said hesitantly. The man walked up to him, stopping only a few feet away “what’s wrong?" You seem..flustered” the man said with a sinister grin. What was going on? Why was he here? Was-was he here to take me?! Elijah's mind went wild as he stared at the man in front of him, thinking of all the reasons he could be here, not coming up with anything reasonable in his silent panic. The sound of the minister clearing his throat brought Elijah back to reality. "Elijah, if you'd please show Mr. Domain to his chambers." Said the minister, handing Elijah a key to a room numbered 135. Elijah nodded his head as he took the key and looked up at Damian. "This way.." He said, his voice shaking nervously as he spoke. There's no way it's him. He walked out of the room and towards the large staircase at the back of the hallway.

He looked back to see that so-called man following close behind him. He continued up the stairs and down a long hall of doors. He walked on, occasionally peeking back at the so-called man secretly, or so he thought.

After he reached the room meant for the new ‘help’ he noticed how close it was to his room, only being a few doors down, He winced at the realization and reluctantly turned to give the man his key. Elijah jumped, and his eyes widened as he saw how close the man was to him now “woah..um why are you..so close..?” he asks hesitantly. The man, now known as Domain, grinds in amusement “I know that you’ve caught on to my little game Elijah~” he whispered as he leaned in towards Elijah.

As Domain leaned in,  Elijah’s face was fearful of the situation he was now in “what are you talking about..” He asked, his body trembling from fear and uncertainty “After the night you summoned me, the night you laid under me begging for my cock to drill into you, you've been mine..” he answered in a teasing tone, pinning Elijah to the door behind him.