Relief

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 It is a nice summer night at the Church of Sin and I was on my way to my room when a Nameless Ghoul approached me.
"Sister Ruby! I was looking for you. Papa asked me to take you to his chamber." So I followed the Ghoul, he tried some small talk on our way but I was so nervous because Papa wanted to see me that I barely could put words together.
The stone walls was passing us by as I was trying to find out the reason why Papa had called me, I've probably done something very, very wrong for him to want to talk to me personally. But the fact is that the scolding isn't the main reason why I'm so nervous.
I've always had sinful thoughts involving him, and lately they've gotten stronger and more frequent. There is something about him that I can't help myself but thinking of sex. Maybe it's the way he moves, or his deep voice with the Italian accent, his body... all of this combined with an amusing gentleman and also deeply respected and authoritative when necessary. The idea of being left alone with this man in his room was almost making me freak out.
'I'm pretty sure he's not interested...' I thought calming myself down and also a little bit sad. Papa was always surrounded by a lot of Sisters and eventually Ghouls too, all of them fighting for his attention, I just don't think that I can win this fight ever so it always seems better to put my efforts on something more useful.
As soon as we got there, the Ghoul knocked Papa's door and we stepped in at his sign. The room was breathtaking, at least four times bigger than mine, richly adorned all in mahogany and red velvet. Papa Emeritus III was coming to us when I saw him. His jacket was casually thrown on a chair, his shirt was a bit unbuttoned so it was possible to see a small part of his collar bone, and the sleeves had been rolled up to the elbows. How could be possible that fucking bastard look hotter than usual?!
"Thank you my Ghoul for bringing our dear Sister to me. Now would you please kindly leave us alone, yes?" The Nameless Ghoul nodded with a quick answer and left the room. "So... Sister Ruby..." he said leaning slightly and kissing my hand, his bare soft hand holding mine "You look lovely tonight." Always a gentleman...
"Thank you, Papa."
He holds his gaze on mine for a few seconds before speaking again "Please have a seat my dear." He leads me to a fancy couch so I could seat on it, only then I realized that I was holding my breath 'Just breathe Ruby... Yes... Nice and calm... Ok, everything will be fine...' I thought.
"May I offer you something to drink, some wine perhaps?"
I could definitely make a good use of an entire bottle of wine now.
"Yes please, wine would be great."
He turned his back and walked to a small home bar, I was so anxious that I couldn't help myself but ask while Papa was still serving our glasses.
"So Papa, how can I help you?"
First he just looked at me over his left shoulder and then turned around holding our drinks.
"Actually, my dear Ruby, I was wondering if I could help you." As he walked toward me I was breathless again. He looked like a wild feline hunting his prey, majestic and deadly.
"Sorry Papa, but I don't think I understand you."
He hands me a glass and sits by my side.
"Well Sister, lately, I've been feeling you quite distracted. Especially during masses and rituals... I see you looking at me but it feels like your mind is somewhere else, and I can't stop wondering what is always passing through your thoughts..." I'm already blushing really hard "...some sinful thoughts, I guess...?" Unholy Satan how did he know? He puts his glass on a corner table before turning to face me again, this time closer, his nose a few inches from my neck, and he says in a husky tone "I can smell the lust inside you, Ruby... You're a very beautiful woman, I'm sure that most of our brothers Ghouls would be more than pleased of helping you with some relief."
"Sorry Papa, but I don't think they can help me."
I feel his warm breath on my neck as he speaks "Maybe a Sister then?"
He strokes my arm...
"No Papa, they also can't..."
His voice gets even deeper "Well, I think there's no one else left..." His hand goes up on my arm and reaches my jaw turning my head and making me look at him "...but me."