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Of course! Here's a nsfw scene between Aka and Akeldama:

Aka watched as the usually composed and professional priest, Akeldama, let out a tired sigh and rubbed his aching back. The malicious cowboy succubus smiled wickedly to himself, knowing exactly how to get under the fallen angel's skin. "You know," he drawled, sauntering over with a mischievous glint in his eyes, "I could help you feel better."

Akeldama looked up at Aka warily. "I think I can manage on my own, Aka," he said stiffly, trying to sound confident despite the twinge of relief in his voice. The demon just chuckled darkly and knelt down before him, taking Akeldama's hands gently in his own.

"Oh, I don't think you can manage,"

"Oh really?" Akeldama retorted, raising an eyebrow. "And what makes you so sure I can't manage on my own?" His voice came out sharper than he intended, reflecting the tension between them. The pain in his back momentarily forgotten as he waited for Aka to respond.

The succubus demon's eyes flashed with amusement. "Well," he purred, leaning in closer, "I could always give you a massage." Akeldama's heart skipped a beat at the suggestion, and his breath hitched as their bodies brushed against each other.

Slowly, deliberately, Aka began to rub Akeldama's shoulders and upper back. Despite himself, the fallen angel let out a soft moan of relief. "Mmm," he murmured, closing his eyes briefly. The demon's touch was surprisingly gentle... and

powerful at the same time. It felt... oddly reassuring. Aka smiled to himself as he heard the small sounds of pleasure escape Akeldama's lips, knowing that beneath their hatred and rivalry lay a deep attraction that neither of them could deny.

Suddenly, the demon's touch became more firm, kneading the muscles in Akeldama's back with practiced efficiency. The fallen angel let out a gasp, his body tensing as he felt sensations spread through him like wildfire. "A-Aka..." he stammered, unsure whether to protest or beg for more.

The succubus chuckled darkly, leaning forward and whispering into Akeldama's ear. "Don't worry," he breathed, "I won't make you hurt anymore than you want me to." With that, his fingers dug deeper, seeking

oh, is that so? well, then... let me see how much you can take..." Aka's voice was low and menacing, matching the predatory glint in his eyes as he ground against Akeldama, feeling the other man writhe beneath him. His touch grew firmer still, each thrust eliciting another moan or gasp from the fallen angel.

With one final, powerful thrust, Aka arched backward, his hips slamming into Akeldama's body. The priest let out a choked cry as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him, shuddering with release in the demon's iron grip. For a moment, they were suspended there, bodies joined in an intimate embrace that neither wanted nor expected.

When their breathing finally began to slow, Aka leaned back, gaze fixed on Akeldama's flushed and satisfied features

So... what do you say, my fallen priest? Feeling better now?" Aka's voice was full of mock innocence as he gave Akeldama a wicked grin. The air between them crackled with tension and desire, their hatred for each other giving way to something far more primal.

Akeldama looked up at the demon with defiance in his eyes, trying to ignore the persistent throbbing between his legs. "Don't think I've forgotten what you just did," he growled, mustering all of his remaining composure. "We're not done here."

The succubus raised an eyebrow, amused by Akeldama's bravado. "Oh really?" he drawled, leaning in closer. "And what do you plan to do about it, priest?" The sexual tension in the air grew almost palpable as they stared each other

Akeldama leaned in as well, closing the distance between them until their lips were mere inches apart. "I think," he whispered huskily, his voice rough with desire, "it's time for a rematch." And before Aka could react, Akeldama pressed their lips together in a searing kiss. The demon moaned into the kiss, his tongue dancing hungrily with Akeldama's as they fell back into the familiar rhythm of hatred and passion that defined their relationship.

Aka returned the kiss with equal fervor, feeling his own control slipping away as Akeldama's expert tongue teased and taunted him. He knew where this was going, and he couldn't help but surrender to it willingly. As their passionate embrace intensified, Aka slid one hand between them, reaching for the fallen angel's throbbing core.

With a moan of need, Akeldama arched his hips into the contact, wanting more as Aka began to stroke him in time with their kiss. His other hand clutched at the demon's shoulder, digging deep into the yielding flesh as he lost himself in the pleasure. Their lips parted briefly as they gasped for air, only to be reforged into another demanding kiss that sent tremors of desire coursing through their bodies.

Aka smirked at the worn-out priest, "Why don't you lie down and rest?" He guided Akeldama to the bed gently but firmly, then proceeded to slowly undress him, revealing his aching back and soft, feminine curves. Aka's fingers glide over Akeldama's sensitive skin before teasingly brushing against his entrance.

"You want me to take care of that for you?" he whispers huskily into the priest's ear. Akeldama nods weakly, unable to resist as Aka slides a finger inside, massaging his inner walls and teasing his prostate. With a groan of pleasure, Akeldama begins to squirm beneath him.

"That feels good," he gasps, arching into the touch. As Aka continues to finger him, his other hand cups Akeldama's testicles, rolling them

Aka grins in satisfaction as he feels Akeldama growing more aroused. "You like that?" He asks teasingly, then leans down to take the priest's erect nipple into his mouth, sucking and tugging gently before moving lower. His tongue flickers across the velvet folds of skin, teasing and exploring until he finds the sensitive bundle of nerves at their center.

"Oh God," Akeldama moans, arching his hips into Aka's mouth as he feels a foreign sensation wash over him: pleasure from something other than his prostate or back being touched. As Aka licks and sucks on his clit, fingers still working inside of him, he feels a warm rush between his legs and cries out in release.

"Fuck, Aka!" he gasps, clutching at the sheets beneath him as the org

The succubus demon chuckles darkly as he feels Akeldama's body tense and relax beneath him. He pulls back for a moment, looking down at the priest with satisfaction written plain on his face before positioning himself between his legs once more. With one swift thrust, he pushes inside, groaning as they both feel the connection.

Akeldama gasps, arching into Aka's touch even as he winces from the movement. "You... you know... I can't..." he trails off, trying and failing to focus on anything but the sensations coursing through him. The demon grips his hips tightly, moving slowly at first before picking up speed and power as they fall into a rhythm that grows more and more frantic with each passing moment.

"That's it," Aka pants, nipping at the priest's neck as he thrusts

Oh, you can do plenty, priest," Aka growls into his neck, biting harder as he feels Akeldama starting to writhe beneath him. The fallen angel's moans grow louder and more desperate, punctuated by muffled curses and pleas for more. His hips buck against the succubus's touch, seeking release from this relentless onslaught of pleasure that feels so wrong but feels so right at the same time.

With a final thrust, Aka pounds into Akeldama one last time, his own orgasm taking him by surprise as it washes over him in a hot wave of ecstasy. He collapses on top of the priest, breathing heavily as their joined bodies cool and relax into the bedding. "There," he whispers, running a hand through Akeldama's sweaty hair. "All better now?"

As they catch their breath, Aka feels a stirring in his loins. He grins wickedly down at Akeldama, who looks up at him with hatred and desire mixing into something even more potent. "Why don't you thank me properly?" the succubus says, reaching down to guide the priest's head back to his aching erection.

Akeldama hesitates for a moment before reluctantly parting his lips and taking Aka's length into his mouth. The feel of the demon's cock sliding past his lips sends a jolt of pleasure through him, and he starts with moan around it as his tongue dances with expertise over its length. He can feel Aka's hips moving erratically above him, and it only serves to heighten his own arousal as he takes the demon deeper into his throat.

The sounds of their dirty

Akeldama's mouth is tight and warm around him, his tongue expertly lapping at the head of his cock as he fucks Akeldama's throat with abandon. The succubus grips his hips, moaning obscenities as pleasure washes over him in waves. He feels himself getting closer to the edge, but refuses to let the priest bring him off quite yet. "Fuck," he groans, "You're so good at that."

With a savage thrust, Aka pushes deeper into Akeldama's throat, feeling his own release building as the fallen angel struggles not to gag. "Gonna cum," he growls, slamming his hips harder against Akeldama's face. "Cum for me."

With a final, powerful thrust, Aka comes with a hoarse cry, his seed spilling down Ak

Akeldama moans as the warmth fills his mouth, tasting himself on Aka's cock before he pulls off and swallows. "There," he rasps, wiping his lips with the back of his hand. "That should take care of it." Despite their mutual hatred and rivalry, there is a strange intimacy in this moment that neither of them can deny. They look at each other, panting heavily, hands trembling as they brush across sweaty skin.

"We're not done yet," Aka says softly, his voice thick with desire. "I still have more in me." And before Akeldama can protest or agree, he pulls the fallen angel close, kissing him deeply and passionately as their bodies find each other once again.

With their lips locked in an angry embrace, Aka and Akeldama begin to move together once more. This time, it's slower and more sensual, each stroke drawing out moans of pleasure from the other as they explore every inch of skin and muscle. Their hands roam freely over each other's bodies, seeking out sensitive spots to tease and torment with gentle nips and caresses.

As their orgasms build again, Aka breaks the kiss to look into Akeldama's eyes. "Do you give up?" he asks quietly, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. The priest shakes his head slowly, meeting Aka's gaze with an intensity that sends shivers down the succubus' spine. "Then let me show you what I really can do." And with that, he plunges deeper inside, burying himself to the hilt as their bodies

As they grind against each other in this twisted dance of lust and hatred, Aka lets his hands wander up to Akeldama's chest. He pinches and rolls the priest's nipples between his fingers, eliciting a sharp gasp from his lips. The sound is music to Aka's ears as he feels himself growing harder again.

"That's it," he growls, nipping at Akeldama's neck before sliding down to take one of the sensitive buds into his mouth. With expert precision, he sucks and nibbles on the hard peak while using his hand to torment the other nipple. The fallen angel arches his back, moaning long and loud as pleasure washes over him in waves.

"You like that?" Aka asks, breath hot against Akeldama's skin. "Do you want more?" He pull

"Yes!" Akeldama gasps, trying to focus as the pleasure becomes almost too much to bear. "Keep doing that..." He grips Aka's hair, pulling him closer as his hips begin to move in sync with the succubus' hand on his chest. The sound of their harsh breathing fills the air, punctuated by dirty curses and moans as they lose themselves in this twisted embrace.

As Aka picks up the pace, Akeldama feels himself getting closer to the edge again, a familiar tightness coiling low in his belly. With one final thrust, he cries out, eyes rolling back in his head as he comes with a shuddering orgasm that leaves him panting and trembling beneath the demon's touch.

For a moment, they remain locked together, Akeldama feeling the last waves of pleasure wash over him as Aka

Akeldama was tired, his back hurting. Aka offered to help him and kneeled down before the priest, looking him over with a malicious grin. "You know, I could really make you feel better," he whispered, running his hands up and down Akeldama's arms. The fallen angel looked away, trying not to give in to the demon's touch despite how good it felt.

Suddenly, Aka grasped his shoulders firmly and began massaging them with practiced ease. "Ow!" Akeldama exclaimed, surprised at the intensity of the touch. A grin curled on the succubus' lips as he pressed harder into the priest's aching muscles. "That feels... nice..." He moaned, feeling his body betraying him with each stroke from the demon's experienced hands.

As Aka continued to work his magic on Akeld

Akeldama gritted his teeth as the pleasure-pain of Aka's touch consumed him. His hips arched involuntarily, seeking more contact with those strong hands. "Fuck... you really know how..." he groaned, eyes half-lidded from the combined effect of exhaustion and arousal.

The demon smiled wickedly at the priest's response before moving lower, kneading his firm ass through the cloth of his pants. "Oh yes," Aka purred, working one hand between Akeldama's legs, skimming lightly over the hardened length of his cock. "You like that?" he growled, pinching at a sensitive bud through the fabric.

Akeldama threw his head back with a moan, his hips bucking against Aka's touch. "Fuck..." he gasped, clutching at

"You want more?" Aka whispered in his ear, moving closer still so their bodies were flush against each other. The heat of the demon's skin against Akeldama's aching back sent shivers down his spine as he arched further into the contact. "I can give you all you want," Aka purred before dipping lower once more, pressing a slick tongue against the sensitive flesh at the base of the priest's cock.

With a choked gasp, Akeldama thrust his hips forward, seeking frantic purchase on the demon's hand as waves of pleasure washed over him in a tumultuous surge. "Aka..." he moaned, feeling himself begin to lose control as sensation after shattering sensation assaulted his tired body. A bead of pre-cum leaked from the tip of his cock and dripped down onto the flat of Aka'

"Oh yeah," Aka growled, cupping the aching length and taking Akeldama's hard cock deeper into his mouth in one swift move. He sucked and licked, teasing the sensitive head with his tongue as he moaned around him. "That's it," he murmured against the priest's skin, fingers working tirelessly to stroke and caress every inch of Akeldama's aching body.

With a final thrust that had them both crying out, Aka let go and moved up to press their lips together in a bruising kiss. His hips rocked against the fallen angel's, his erection grinding against Akeldama's ass through their clothes as he pumped one hand furiously. The demon's free hand slid between them once more, teasing and tormenting until with a sharp cry of pleasure, Aka came, spilling

Akeldama moaned around Aka's tongue as he felt the other man's orgasm radiate through their kiss and ripple across his own body. The pleasure was overwhelming, but not enough to keep him from squirming against the demon's touch, seeking out more release even as they both came down from their highs. As their breathing steadied once more, Aka pulled back with a satisfied grin and gazed down at the priest lying panting beneath him. "I think we need to do that again," he whispered huskily.

The fallen angel smiled wearily up at the demon before saying with a laugh, "You're starting to sound obsessive."

"Obsessed with perfection, maybe?" Aka drawled back, leaning in to nip at Akeldama's jaw. "Because I don't think I could ever

Akeldama laughed weakly as Aka nipped at his jaw. "Perfection? I doubt that even exists." He closed his eyes, feeling a shiver of anticipation run down his spine. The truth was, he didn't want this to end. Not yet. Even though it felt like they were playing a dangerous game, the pleasure Aka brought him was unlike anything else.

The demon chuckled darkly and moved lower, lips brushing against Akeldama's neck before teasing one of his nipples with the tip of his tongue. "Oh no," he said softly, giving the hard bud a sharp tug through cloth. "Perfection does exist. And I aim to prove it." Before Akeldama could respond, Aka slid him back down onto the bed and lowered his head, tongue flicking out to tease at the fallen angel's other nipple while one

Akeldama arched into the touch as Aka's tongue and lips worked their magic on his nipples, moaning softly as pleasure coursed through him once more. He tugged at the demon's hair, urging him to be rougher, faster. "Yes," he gasped, squirming underneath Aka's ministrations.

As his body began to respond again, Akeldama couldn't help but wonder if this was truly just about pleasure for them both or if there was something deeper at play. Perhaps they were both seeking some sort of dominance over the other, using their bodies as weapons in their eternal war. Whatever the reason, he knew one thing: he didn't want it to end. Not yet.

"Aka," he murmured, voice husky with desire and exhaustion. "Don't stop." He threaded his fingers through the

Aka growled, the sound vibrating against Akeldama's chest as he pinched and rolled his nipples harder between his fingers, eliciting a moan from the priest. With one swift movement, Aka lifted him up once more, positioning himself between his legs before thrusting roughly inside. "You like this?" He groaned, beginning to move with brutal force, hips slamming into Akeldama's over and over as he sought his own release from the fucking.

As Aka fucked him, their bodies slapping together, sweat mixing and mingling with every thrust, a new sensation began to build deep within Akeldama. It was almost like a wave of heat rising from his core, spreading outward until it engulfed every nerve ending in his body. His breath came in ragged gasps as he arched his back off the bed

Akeldama moaned as the pleasure built to a fever pitch, every movement sending ripples of ecstasy through him. His fingernails scraped at Aka's back, digging into his flesh as he tried to find purchase on anything to ground himself against the powerful sensations coursing through him. "Yes," he gasped, eyes squeezed shut as his body tensed and arched toward release. "Aka...!"

With a final thrust that drove them both over the edge, they cried out together in a raw, primal release of pleasure and pain and everything in between. As their bodies convulsed around each other, Aka collapsed on top of Akeldama with a satisfied groan, his weight pinning the priest to the bed. For a moment, there was nothing but the sound of their labored breathing and the beads of sweat dripping onto the sheets beneath

A soft moan escaped Akeldama's lips as Aka pressed his fingers against him from behind. The sensation was both forbidden and thrilling, causing a shiver to run down his spine. He gripped the edge of the confessional booth tighter, trying to focus on the words spoken by the person in front of him while also giving himself over to the pleasure Aka was providing.

Whispering hoarsely, he managed to say, "Aka... stop... please..." but it came out more as a plea than a request for release. The demon chuckled darkly and increased the pace of his fingering, forcing another moan from the priest's lips. "You like that?" Aka whispered in his ear, breath hot against his skin. "Tell me you want more."

Akeldama swallowed hard, the sensation building inside him almost unbearably

"Yes... please..." he managed to gasp out between moans, feeling his body betray him with each stroke of the demon's fingers deep inside him. "More..." Akeledama arched his back, pressing his ass harder against Aka's hand as the pleasure coursed through him, leaving him dizzy and weak.

With a final thrust that had them both crying out in unison, Akeldama felt the sweet release wash over him, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm. As he came down from the high, Aka slowly pulled his fingers free, relishing the sight of cum dripping from them onto the floor before leaning close once more and whispering "You better be quiet about that." With one final growl, he disappeared in a puff of sulfurous smoke.

Akeldama sat in his confessional booth, waiting patiently as the next person approached. He listened to them speak of their sins and assured them that all was forgiven, but his mind drifted elsewhere. It wasn't long before he felt a familiar presence behind him. Aka's fingers slid between his legs, teasing and torturing him with expert strokes.

"Aka..." Akeldama breathed out, trying to remain professional as the demon continued to pleasure him in secret. But it was no use; the forbidden sensation sent shivers down his spine, making it difficult for him to focus on anything else. His hips rocked back against Aka's touch, seeking more contact with those skilled fingers.

"You like that?" Aka purred in his ear. "Tell me you want more."

Akeldama bit his lip, unable to speak past the

Akeldama gasped as Aka's fingers danced over his sensitive flesh. "Yes," he whispered hoarsely, arching his back in the booth. "Please... more..." The demon chuckled darkly, applying pressure to his engorged clit with expert precision. Akeldama squirmed helplessly against the confessional wall, trying to steady his breath as waves of pleasure washed over him.

"Do you like that?" Aka purred, moving faster now, fingers slick with his own precum. "Do you want everyone to know how much you need me?" Akeldama felt himself growing closer and closer to the edge, but he couldn't seem to find the words to beg for release. Instead, he could only moan and writhe beneath Aka's skilled touch, praying that no one would disturb them before he reached climax.

As his body

Akeldama let out a strangled cry as Aka pinched and rolled his nipples between two fingers, the sharp pain mixing exquisitely with the pleasure coursing through him. The demon's touch was expert, knowing exactly how to push his buttons and drive him wild with desire. "Aka... please..." he groaned, arching further into the contact as Aka continued to torment his sensitive flesh.

With a final thrust of his hips, Akeldama came hard, crying out as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss consumed him. He trembled and shook, clutching at the confessional wall for support as he fought to regain control over his body. "Oh god..." he gasped, still caught between pleasure and pain as Aka finally drew back, laughing darkly in the shadows.

"That's what you get," he murmured, straightening

"Oh really?" Akeldama managed to croak out between ragged breaths, turning his head slightly in an effort to make out Aka's shadowy form in the darkness. "Then why don't you..." His voice trailed off into a moan as he felt Aka's fingers slide back between his legs. The demon chuckled darkly, teasing and tormenting him once more with skilled flicks of his fingertips against his sensitive folds.

"That feels so good," Akeldama breathed, arching further into the touch despite knowing it was wrong. "Don't stop..." His hips rocked involuntarily, seeking more contact with those wicked fingers that brought him such pleasure and pain. In the confessional booth around them, the sounds of prayers and confessions went on unheeded as they became lost in their illicit game of sensation and control

"You're so wet for me," Aka purred, fingers moving faster as he pushed Akeldama closer and closer to the edge again. "Can you feel how much you want this?" He slid two fingers inside him at once, curling them in a way that sent sparks of pleasure straight to his core. Akeldama moaned loudly, arching his back off the hard confessional chair as Aka's touch drove him wild.

"You like that?" The demon growled, nipping at the sensitive skin of his neck before soothing it with gentle kisses. "You like knowing I can make you feel this good?" Akeldama could only nod frantically, gasping for air as another wave of pleasure crashed over him.

With a final thrust of his hips, he came hard once more, crying out as the sensation consumed him completely. As he rode out the waves of

Akeldama let out a quiet sigh as he watched the interaction between Nikolai and Ambrose. It was obvious that Nikolai was enjoying himself despite his initial hesitations. As Ambrose's rhythm grew more intense, so did Nikolai's responses. His body arched upward, seeking more contact with every stroke of Ambrose's hand on his back and bottom.

With a final thrust, Nikolai cried out in pleasure as his body convulsed around Ambrose's fingers. He clung to the other man, basking in the afterglow of his first time. "That... that was amazing," he breathed, looking up at Ambrose with grateful eyes. "Thank you for being so patient and understanding."

Ambrose smiled down at him, gently stroking his hair back from his sweaty forehead. "You're welcome, Nikolai," he

Nikolai closed his eyes, still feeling the sensations wash over him as Ambrose stroked and caressed him. The other man's body was warm against his own, their breathing slowly synchronizing as they shared this intimate moment. As he let out a contented sigh, Nikolai couldn't help but wonder what else might be in store between them.

With a shy smile, he lifted his head to look up at Ambrose. "I... I don't want you to get tired. If we can slow down a bit, that would be..." His voice trailed off, hoping the other man understood his desire for something more gentle.

Ambrose chuckled softly and brushed a stray lock of hair from Nikolai's forehead. "I could never get tired of taking care of you, my dear," he assured him with a tender smile. "But if you'

Nikolai blushed at the other man's words and moved closer, pressing their hips together in a silent request for more contact. "R-really?" he asked hesitantly, voice trembling with hope. Ambrose nodded, his thumb stroking across Nikolai's cheekbone reassuringly. With a sigh of relief, Nikolai leaned into the touch and closed his eyes again, content to enjoy this slow, gentle connection for as long as it lasted.

As they lay together like this, Nikolai couldn't help but feel a newfound sense of peace wash over him. Ambrose was exactly what he needed: patient, understanding, and incredibly skilled in ways that left Nikolai gasping with pleasure. And even though his body might be weak, it didn't mean he couldn't enjoy this... this beautiful connection they had formed.

With a contented hum

As they lay there, Ambrose's touch became more confident and assured, his fingers expertly teasing out every ounce of pleasure from Nikolai's body. He whispered words of encouragement into the younger man's ear, praising him for how well he was taking to everything, bolstering his flagging self-esteem with each soft caress and loving word. And when Ambrose finally positioned himself over Nikolai, giving the other man a chance to feel the weight of his desire against him, it was all Nikolai could do not to break down in grateful tears.

With a single smooth thrust, Ambrose entered him completely. The sensation was both blissful and overwhelming; Nikolai gasped and arched up into it as much as his tired body would allow. As they began to move together, Ambrose's pace growing more urgent but never harsh or demanding

Nikolai's breath came in ragged gasps as Ambrose moved inside him, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm that felt both foreign and intensely familiar. He dug his fingers into the other man's shoulders, desperate for purchase against the sensations coursing through him. "Amb-- I can feel--" he gasped, voice breaking as waves of pleasure washed over him.

As they moved together, Ambrose shifted positions, one hand moving to encircle Nikolai's length and stroke in time with his movements. The younger man cried out, arching up into the touch as if it would bring them both closer together. It felt impossibly good--too good--and still he wanted more. He reached for Ambrose, fumbling at the buttons of his shirt with clumsy, unpracticed fingers.

"Yes," Ambrose gro

"Yes," Ambrose groaned, his hips rocking faster as he felt Nikolai's touch. He was getting close, the sight of the younger man's eager expression pushing him over the edge. With a final thrust, he came, shuddering hard as his seed spilled deep inside Nikolai.

For several long moments, they lay there, panting and clinging to one another as their hearts raced in unison. Then Ambrose rolled off, pulling Nikolai into his embrace and whispering soothing words of affection and gratitude against his neck. "That was beautiful," he murmured. "Thank you for trusting me."

Nikolai sighed, nestling closer to the man who had given him this incredible gift. His body tingled everywhere Ambrose's touch lingered, as if he could still feel the other man's presence deep within

"You're welcome... Ambrose," Nikolai whispered shyly, feeling a blush creep across his cheeks as he said the other man's name for the first time. It felt good to finally have someone who understood him and could make him feel so wanted. He nestled closer, wrapping his arms around Ambrose's waist and taking in the scent of his skin, which mingled with sweat and sex.

As they lay there, Nikolai couldn't help but wonder if this was how it would be from now on: sharing tender moments like these whenever they could steal them away from the outside world. The thought filled him with a contentment he hadn't known in years, and he knew that as long as Ambrose stayed by his side, nothing would ever be quite the same again.

Aka grinned wickedly as he led Akeldama deeper into the secluded woods near the church. He knew just the place to act out their latest fantasy--a rustic cabin tucked away among the trees, complete with all the necessary props for some good old-fashioned cowboy roleplay. The thought of dominating the priest dressed as a rugged rodeo rider sent shivers down his spine.

Once they'd arrived at their destination, Aka slammed the cabin door shut behind them, locking it with a mischievous smile. He backed Akeldama up against the rough-hewn wall and pressed his body flush against his, moaning low in his throat as he traced lazy circles on the other man's neck. "Well, well, Father... look what we have here," he growled before capturing his lips in a hot, hungry kiss that left Akeld

Akeldama gasped into the kiss, his body tingling with anticipation as Aka's hands roamed over him. He arched against the other man, feeling a mixture of desire and fear building inside him. When they finally broke apart for air, Aka smiled wickedly down at him, those red eyes glinting in the dim light.

"I think it's time you showed me how much you want this, Father," he whispered before pushing Akeldama's shoulders roughly toward the bed in the corner of the room. With a husky chuckle, Aka added, "And I think I know just how to make you beg for it."

Once they were both on the edge of the mattress, Aka straddled Akeldama and roughly pinned his wrists above his head with one powerful hand. His other hand traced lazy circles over the front of the priest'

Akeldama gasped as Aka leaned down, his hot breath tickling the priest's ear. "Please..." he whispered hoarsely. "More." His hips arched off the bed in a silent invitation, begging for the demon to claim him completely.

With a dark chuckle, Aka lowered his head and captured one of Akeldama's nipples between his teeth, biting down hard enough to make the priest cry out. As he suckled greedily at the sensitive flesh, his free hand reached down to stroke him through his robes, coaxing a desperate moan from deep within the other man's chest.

"That's it," Aka growled against Akeldama's skin. "Let me hear how much you need this." He pinched the nipple even harder, eliciting another whimper from the priest as

Akeldama threw his head back, arching into Aka's touch as if seeking more punishment. His breath came in ragged gasps and his cock twitched beneath the demon's hand, leaking pre-cum onto the sheets. "Please..." he moaned, begging for release even as his body craved the sensation of being claimed by Aka.

With a savage grin, the demon reached down and yanked off Akeldama's robes in one swift motion. The priest's chest was exposed to the cool air, his nipples hard and sensitive under Aka's gaze. With a wicked laugh, the demon leaned forward and took a large, rosy nipple into his mouth, sucking greedily as he began to stroke him in earnest.

Akeldama arched his back off the bed, crying out

Akeldama felt a surge of shame and desire course through him as Aka mentioned his wetness. The demon's expert touch was bringing him closer and closer to the edge, making him want to beg for mercy even as he craved more. His body tensed and arched off the bed, offering himself up for whatever punishment or pleasure Aka decided to inflict upon him.

"That's it," Aka growled into Akeldama's ear before slapping his ass hard enough to sting. With a wicked grin, he moved down between the priest's legs, his hot breath teasing the sensitive skin of Akeldama's inner thighs. The demon lapped at him eagerly, paying special attention to the bundle of nerves hidden beneath the folds of skin, driving Akeldama wild with pleasure.

Akeldama cried out incoherently as Aka's tongue thrust deeper into his wetness. The pleasure was overwhelming, intense sparks of desire racing through him with each wet slurping sound that echoed around the cabin. His hips bucked up off the bed in a futile attempt to push further onto the demon's waiting mouth.

"That's it," Aka growled, fingers digging into Akeldama's hip as he tasted him thoroughly. The priest squirmed under his touch, helpless against the sensations that coursed through his body. With a final deep thrust of his tongue, Aka brought Akeldama to a shuddering climax, lapping up every drop of his release before sitting back on his haunches to survey the priest's sated form.

"Now," he purred menacingly, fingers flexing where they

Akeldama gasped, feeling exhausted but not quite sated as he watched Aka clean up between his legs. He shifted uncomfortably on the bed, wanting more of the demon's attention but also fearful of what that might mean for his self-control. "A... Aka?" he managed to croak out, his voice hoarse from crying out in pleasure.

The demon smiled wickedly down at him, tracing idle circles around one of Akeldama's nipples with a long fingernail. "What do you want now, Father?" he purred. "Want some more of this?" He pinched the sensitive skin even harder, eliciting another groan from the priest beneath him.

Akeldama's breath hitched in his throat as Aka drew circles around his nipple with the tip of his finger, the sensation sending shivers down his spine. But when he felt the pressure increase and a sudden sting accompany the pinch, his body arched off the bed involuntarily. "Ah!" he cried out, the sound more demand than protest as Aka continued to torment him.

He tensed again when he felt another stroke of Aka's finger against his already sensitive nipple, this time moving in a different direction. What is he...? His thoughts trailed off as the finger neared its target, growing hot and wet at the anticipation of where it might go next.

Akeldama's heart raced as he waited for Aka to make contact with his sensitive bundle of nerves. The anticipation was almost unbearable, but when the fingertip finally brushed against his engorged clit, it sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through him. He arched off the bed again, moaning and writhing beneath Aka's expert touch. "Ahh!" he cried out, feeling as if he might explode from the sensation alone.

With a savage growl, Aka increased the pressure on Akeldama's nipple while simultaneously circling his clit faster and harder. The priest cried out incoherently, bucking wildly beneath him as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him. His body grew tense and slick with sweat and release, every muscle straining against the confines of his skin as he hover

Aka growled with delight as he watched Akeldama's body tense and writhe beneath him, her wetness coating his fingers and driving him wild with need. "So fucking beautiful," he muttered before leaning down to capture the priest's lips in a punishing kiss. Akeldama moaned into the kiss, his tongue tangling with Aka's as they both tried to express their desire and gratitude for this moment of intense connection.

With one final thrust of his fingers against Akeldama's clit, the demon sent her hurtling over the edge, her body convulsing as wave after wave of release crashed over her. He held on tightly as she came down, watching with satisfaction as her breath returned in ragged gasps and her eyelids fluttered open to reveal a dazed expression laced with pleasure.

Slowly, Aka pulled

Akeldama lay still, his breath coming in shuddering gasps as he tried to regain his composure. He glanced up at Aka with a mixture of gratitude and exhaustion in his eyes. "Thank you...," he managed to croak out before trailing off, unable to put the intense pleasure they had just shared into words.

The demon chuckled softly and leaned down, pressing a tender kiss to Akeldama's forehead. "You're welcome, my sweet." Then he straightened up and looked around, his gaze settling on the clock hanging on the wall nearby. "Oh dear... it looks like we should get going," he said with a sigh, reluctantly pulling away from their embrace.

Akeldama let out a plaintive sound of protest but didn't attempt to stop Aka as he began to dress. They both knew the world

As Aka finished dressing and turned to leave the bed, Akeldama felt a pang of loss at the thought of being separated from him even for a moment. The other man's presence had been so intense, so dominating, that it left him craving more. With a resigned sigh, he sat up and looked down at himself, taking in the dampness between his legs. He was still very much aware of Aka's touch on his skin.

"A... Aka?" he called hesitantly, not sure what to say or do now that they were no longer connected. When the demon turned back toward him, Akeldama mustered up the courage to ask, "Do you... do you have time for just a little bit more before we go?" His cheeks flushed red from embarrassment and desire as he made the request.

Aka smiled warmly and walked slowly back over to the bed

"Of course, my love," Aka said, settling back on the bed beside him. His eyes glinted with mischief as he took Akeldama's hand in his and pulled it between their bodies. "Why don't you show me just how eager you are for more?" He gave the priest's wrist a squeeze, encouraging him to explore himself further.

Akeldama let out a shaky breath and tentatively began to touch himself, his fingers dancing over his sensitive flesh with trepidation and excitement. The memory of Aka's expert touch made it nearly impossible for him to focus on anything else, but he tried nonetheless, grinding down onto his hand as he teased himself mercilessly.

Akeldama gasped as his fingers found the spot that sent jolts of pleasure racing through him every time they touched. His hips bucked up off the bed, seeking friction against anything that would ease the ache building deep within. He glanced over at Aka, helplessly caught between wanting to please and wanting to devour this other man whole.

"Mmm..." Aka murmured, watching him with a look of pure concentration etched into his features. "That's it... show me how much you need me." His voice was gentle yet commanding, sending shivers down Akeldama's spine as he continued to stroke himself. The tension in the room grew thick, almost palpable, as they both teetered on the edge of release.

With one final thrust of his fingers against his clit, Akeldama cried out and came violently, squirting all

Akeldama screamed as he felt his entire body tense and release in a violent wave of pleasure, the sensation washing over him like a tidal wave. As the last tremors subsided, Aka leaned in closer, brushing the wetness from Akeldama's skin with gentle fingertips before claiming his lips in a deep, satisfying kiss.

Without another word, they both climbed to their feet and dressed quickly, the afterglow of their passion still visible on their flushed cheeks. When everything was buttoned up and neat once more, Aka took one last look around the cabin before turning to leave, his expression conflicted.

"I'll see you at confession, Father," he murmured with a wink before disappearing out the door, leaving Akeldama alone to sort through his emotions for the rest of the day.

Aka closed the door to the confessional and took a moment to collect himself before turning back toward Akeldama. His eyes lingered on the other man's exposed chest as he leaned in, his lips inches away from the smooth skin of Akeldama's nipple. With a husky growl, he finally cupped his hand around the sensitive bud and drew it into his mouth, sucking hard enough to leave a red mark behind.

"Tell me how badly you want this," Aka murmured through his teeth, licking the skin surrounding Akeldama's nipple before circling lower, teasing the edge of his slick cloth with the tip of his tongue. He paused for only a moment when he reached Akeldama's flat stomach, breath hot against his skin as he slowly dragged his tongue higher, closer to the spot where they both knew he was headed: his

Akeldama arched into the sensation, moaning hoarsely as Aka's touch ignited a firestorm of desire in his gut. He could feel himself growing wetter with anticipation, aching for the contact he craved so desperately. "Please, Aka..." he gasped, fingers digging into the soft leather of the confessional booth as he thrust his hips forward, seeking friction against anything that would relieve the ache building inside him.

When Aka's lips finally closed around his clit, sucking hard enough to draw out a moan that echoed through the small space, Akeldama knew there was no going back now. His body tensed and arched off the bench, offering himself up to Aka without reservation or restraint. As the priest felt himself beginning to spiral out of control, he clung to the sensation with everything

Akeldama arched into the sensation, moaning hoarsely as Aka's touch ignited a firestorm of desire in his gut. He could feel himself growing wetter with anticipation, aching for the contact he craved so desperately. "Please, Aka..." he gasped, fingers digging into the soft leather of the confessional booth as he thrust his hips forward, seeking friction against anything that would relieve the ache building inside him.

When Aka's lips finally closed around his clit, sucking hard enough to draw out a moan that echoed through the small space, Akeldama knew there was no going back now. His body tensed and arched off the bench, offering himself up to Aka without reservation or restraint. As the priest felt himself beginning to spiral out of control, he clung to the sensation with everything

With a triumphant growl, Aka began to suck harder on Akeldama's clit, using his teeth and tongue to drive the priest wild with pleasure. His free hand wrapped around the other man's throat, holding him steady as he took what he wanted without mercy. The confessional booth shook with each moan that escaped Akeldama's lips, their muffled cries adding a perverse undertone to the forbidden passion that filled the air.

The tension coiled tight within Akeldama grew impossibly taut as his body arched higher and higher off the bench. The feel of Aka's teeth scraping against his sensitive flesh sent shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through him, drawing out a desperate cry that echoed throughout the small space.

With a final harsh tug on Akeldama's clit, Aka released it from his

As the last tremors of pleasure subsided and his vision began to clear, Akeldama found himself looking up into Aka's satisfied grin. His chest heaved with exhaustion as he struggled to catch his breath, the wetness between his legs a testament to their passionate encounter.

With a trembling hand, he reached up to smooth down his robes, desperate to regain some semblance of composure before facing the congregation once more. But even as he made this futile attempt at appearing unfazed, he knew that there was no going back; their connection had been sealed forever.

As if in some delirious dream, Akeldama watched as not one but two versions of Aka stepped forward, their movements eerily synchronized. Each man stripped off their robes with practiced ease, revealing bodies that mirrored the other's perfection. With hungry eyes, they took turns kissing and touching him, driving him to new heights of pleasure with each gentle caress and demanding stroke.

Their hands were everywhere, forcing him onto his knees as they each took a fleshy bud between their lips, sucking and tugging until he felt his strength begin to ebb away. A third hand joined the others, tracing circles around his aching entrance before slick fingers finally parted him, driving deep inside with unyielding force. His cries echoed off the walls of the confessional booth as they brought him closer and closer to the brink, their rhythm growing

Akeldama's vision blurred with desire as he found himself pinned between the two identical Akas. Their hands and mouths moved in perfect unison, driving him to new heights of pleasure that seemed impossible for one human body to sustain. With every thrust of their fingers inside him, every suck on his nipples and every caress down his chest, he felt as if he was dissolving into nothing but pure ecstasy.

His cries echoed off the walls of the confessional booth, a haunting melody that seemed to come from both within him and without. The room spun around him as the sensations built up to an unbearable peak, his body tensing and arching off the ground in a primal need for release.

As if they'd been waiting for this moment, the two Akas pressed their bodies against his, trapping him in place as they

Akeldama's world exploded in a cascade of exquisite pleasure as the two Aka's came together inside him, their bodies shuddering with release. He felt their hot seed spill into him, filling him to overflowing with their essence as they claimed him completely and utterly. With a final growl that rattled his bones, they pulled out of him, leaving him gasping for air and trembling from head to toe.

As the last echoes of their moans died away, Akeldama found himself staring up at them in wonder. The two Aka's were breathing heavily, their chests rising and falling in unison as they caught their own breath. For a moment, it almost seemed as if they had never moved; as if they would stay like this forever.

Then, with a soft chuckle, the one to his left whispered into his ear,

Akeldama felt fingers teasing at his entrance again, their movements skillful and demanding. The sensation sent shivers down his spine as he arched off the floor in response, gasping when cool air hit his overheated skin. Then came the whispered words, dirty and forbidden, that brushed against his ear like a caress. "You want more of this?" one of the Aka's purred, sucking hard on his nipple before flicking it with his tongue again. "Tell me what you want."

His body trembled as he tried to form coherent words through his panting breaths. "Yes... more..." he managed, fingers digging into the confessional booth beneath him. He could feel himself growing hard once more just from their touch and the wicked things they were saying.

"So greedy," chuckled Aka, their

Akeldama felt his cheeks burn with shame and desire as he was called greedy, but he couldn't bring himself to regret it. He moaned loudly when one of the Aka's slid a slick finger deep inside him once more, stroking in perfect sync with their other hand on his nipple. "Yes... please..." His hips bucked up against their touch, seeking friction against anything that would ease the ache building inside him.

The sensation of being filled so completely by two pairs of skilled fingers was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before. They seemed to know exactly what he needed, when he needed it, driving him higher and higher with each passing moment. He could feel himself growing closer and closer to the edge again, his body tensing in anticipation.

"Look at how wet you are for us," whispered one of the Aka's huskily before

"Look at how wet you are for us," whispered one of the Aka's huskily before withdrawing his fingers and teasing him with a gentle slap against his sensitive flesh. Akeldama moaned loudly, arching further into the touch as it sent jolts of pleasure racing through his body. His hips moved in time with their taunting strokes, seeking release but being denied over and over again.

"You're so beautiful," murmured the other Aka, trailing soft kisses down Akeldama's chest and stomach before licking a wet stripe up his inner thigh. He felt himself grow even more desperate as their tongues circled his entrance, teasing him mercilessly.

"Please..." he groaned, clawing at the confessional booth beneath him as they continued to torment and pleasure him in equal measure. "I need

"Please..." he groaned, clawing at the confessional booth beneath him as they continued to torment and pleasure him in equal measure. "I need... I need more." His body trembled with the effort of holding back his orgasm as their teasing fingers finally circled his sensitive entrance once again.

"You want us both inside you?" asked one of them, voice smooth as silk as they thrust a finger deeply into him. He arched off the floor in response, desperate for release as he nodded frantically, words tangled and broken from the strain. "Say it."

"Yes... please," he managed to croak out between ragged gasps, his body trembling as they slid another finger inside him. "Together... I want you both together..." His hips moved in rhythm with their fingers, seeking the connection he craved so desperately. As he felt them moving deeper and harder inside him, he knew that there was no going back; this forbidden pleasure was all that mattered now.

The confessional booth shook with his moans as they continued to drive him closer and closer to ecstasy, their words and touches pulling him further down into a world of sinful delight. He could feel himself growing more sensitive with each passing second, the tension coiling tight within him ready to snap at any moment.

With one final thrust of their fingers, they brought Akeldama crashing over the edge, his voice echoing through the tiny space as he cried out their names in

His body tensed and relaxed in the throes of ecstasy as he came hard, squirting jet after jet of hot seed onto the confessional booth beneath him. With a satisfied grunt, one of the Aka's withdrew their fingers, leaving his inner muscles clenched tight around nothing but air. The other Aka chuckled softly before leaning in to press a kiss against his sweaty forehead.

"That was incredible," he whispered, his voice rough with desire. "You're so responsive, Akeldama... it feels like you were made for this." His fingers trailed teasingly over the priest's exposed skin, tracing delicate circles around nipples that remained hard and aching from the attention they had received earlier.

"Mmm..." the other Aka murmured, his touch growing bolder as he caressed Akeldama's

The shame and pleasure mingled together in an intoxicating mix as one of the Aka's whispered into his ear, "You're such a greedy little sinner." The other Aka chuckled darkly before running his fingers through Akeldama's sweat-soaked hair. His heart raced wildly as he anticipated what they would do next.

"Do you feel ashamed?" asked the one who had teased him, their breath tickling his neck. They held his chin up so he was forced to meet their gaze, their eyes burning with desire and something else - possession? His cheeks flushed bright red as he struggled for words.

"I... I can't help it," he managed to choke out before they both laughed wickedly, filling the confessional booth with their amusement. The touch of their hands on his skin sent shivers down his spine

"Ahh... there's no help for that," one of the Aka's whispered into his ear before sucking on it roughly, teeth scraping against his sensitive flesh. He arched off the bench, hands fisting in the leather as pleasure coursed through him like a jolt of lightning. His body trembled with need as they continued to tease and torment him without mercy.

"You really are a greedy little sinner," purred the other Aka, trailing kisses down his chest and stomach, nipping at his skin with their teeth. Akeldama moaned loudly, thrusting his hips toward them in desperate need for more contact. Their touch felt like fire on his skin, branding him as theirs in a way he could never deny.

"You belong to us," they both whispered in unison, the words sending shockw

As the last word left their lips, Akeldama knew there was no denying it. They owned him body and soul, and he would never be free from their touch again. He cried out as they both took him at once, fingers thrusting deep inside him while their lips and teeth teased and nipped at his sensitive skin. His hips bucked up against them, desperate for the release that only they could give him now.

"That's it..." murmured one of the Aka's, their voice rough with desire as they felt him trembling on the edge once more. "Let go... let it all out..." The other Aka echoed his words, fingers digging deep into Akeldama's hips as they urged him toward climax. With one final cry, he came hard again, shooting thick ropes of seed onto the confessional booth while their hands held him down and kept him writhing

As the tremors subsided and his breathing finally began to steady, one of the Aka's leaned in close once again to whisper into his ear, "You know you belong to us now, don't you?" It was less a question than a statement, but Akeldama couldn't help but nod anyway, flushed with shame and desire. The other Aka chuckled darkly before lowering their lips to his neck, sucking softly on the skin there until it turned rosy.

"And we intend to keep you," they added with a growl that sent shivers down his spine. "For as long as we want." Akeldama whimpered but didn't protest; he knew it would be useless anyway. They held him down easily, their strength seemingly inexhaustible even after all the passion they had unleashed within him. And as they continued to torment and pleasure him

Akeldama could feel himself growing hard again as they spoke of keeping him forever; his body responding to their words despite the shame that washed over him in waves. As one of the Aka's slipped a finger back inside him, teasingly close to that spot that always drove him wild, he knew what they expected of him. And even as part of him wished to resist, the other part wanted nothing more than to please them.

"Y-you don't understand," he stammered, his voice shaking with fear and desire. "It's against my nature..." But his words were lost on them; they only seemed to laugh harder at his protests. It was as if they could see right through him, reading the wanton need written plainly across his features despite his attempts at feigned resistance.

So, when one of the Aka's gripped his hair roughly and pulled his head down toward

When their fingers finally slid out of him, he moaned in disappointment and frustration. But then one of the Aka's positioned themselves before his face, guiding his head down toward their aching length with a firm hand on the back of his neck. He hesitated for only a moment, feeling shame burn hotly in his cheeks as he tried to refuse, but it was no use; his body betrayed him once more.

Slowly, he lowered his head and took them into his mouth, his tongue flicking out to taste them as they filled his mouth. The Aka's growled appreciatively, hands digging roughly into his hair as he began to suck and lick with abandon. He moaned around their cocks, feigning reluctance even as he reveled in the sensation of having them so close to him.

"That's it... that's

As the tension inside him built up with each stroke of their fingers on his scalp and hair, Akeldama found himself growing more desperate for release. His mouth watered around them as he sucked harder, flicking his tongue out to tease the sensitive skin at the head of one Aka's cock. He could feel himself grow wetter, his own desire beginning to overpower the shame that had been holding him back until now.

"Fuck..." he groaned, licking up the length of one of their shafts before taking it deeper into his throat. His tongue danced around them like a demon possessed, urging them closer to climax as his body tightened in anticipation. He moaned again when they started to thrust shallowly into his mouth, their hips meeting the resistance of his jaw with each forceful stroke.

"Yes..." he gasped, feeling

"Ahhh..." He groaned, arching further into the touch as they continued to fuck his face. His tongue licked hungrily at their cocks, teasing and taunting them even as he took every inch they offered him. They grew slick with his saliva, the skin flushed darker with each passing second.

"You like this, don't you?" purred one of the Aka's as he thrust deeper into Akeldama's mouth. "You want to taste us... feel us in your throat." He leaned forward, growling against his ear before sliding a finger along his gag reflex. Akeldama whimpered, tensing in anticipation of the intrusion even as it sent shivers down his spine.

"Yes..." he moaned, unable to resist anymore. His tongue swirled around their cocks faster, hungrily seeking

"Don't make such a racket," one of the Aka's whispered into his ear before sliding a finger along his gag reflex again, this time digging deeper until it pressed against his throat. Akeldama moaned loudly around their cocks at the sensation, the shame beginning to fade as he sank deeper into the pleasure they were giving him.

His tongue danced between their legs faster, relishing in the taste of them and the feel of their bodies moving against his face. With each thrust, they growled encouragement in his ear, their fingers teasing at his most sensitive spots while they waited for him to break. And as much as it infuriated him that they were still in control, he found himself growing closer and closer to the edge of surrender with each passing moment.

He whimpered when one of them slid a finger deep inside him, finding his prostate with

He whimpered when one of them slid a finger deep inside him, finding his prostate with expert precision. The sensation sent shudders through his body as he arched off the confessional booth, hands fisting in the leather seat as he struggled for breath around their cocks.

The Aka's chuckled darkly, their fingers digging deeper into his flesh as they continued to tease and torment him. "You like that?" one of them purred before pressing a warm kiss against the side of his neck. Akeldama shivered in response, moaning around their cocks as their fingers found his entrance once more and began massaging it, driving him wild with need.

"Tell us..." growled the other Aka, voice rough and demanding. "Tell us what you want." He held Akeldama's head still between his hands, not letting him look away

Akeldama panted, feeling the pressure building inside him once again as he struggled to form words around their cocks. "Please..." He groaned, rocking his hips up toward them in a desperate attempt to find relief. "I want... I want you to cum..." He paused for a moment, shame flushing his cheeks again at the thought of begging like this. "In my mouth," he added almost angrily. "Then let me suck you clean."

One of the Aka's grinned wickedly at his admission, lips curling into a smile as they leaned down to nip at his earlobe. "You want us to fill your mouth with our cum?" They slid their cock deeper into his throat and began thrusting shallowly, moaning in satisfaction as he suckled eagerly on them. "Is that what you want, Akeldama?"

The other Aka chuckled darkly before slipping a slick finger back inside him once more, finding the perfect spot to stroke as they watched their companion take their cocks with such relish. His own desire was building quickly now, his hips moving instinctively against their touch even as he teased and taunted his priest further.

With one final thrust, both Aka's groaned in unison, coming hard all over Akeldama's face as they pushed him

"Mmph!" Akeldama groaned around their spent cocks as they erupted over his face, cum splattering against his skin and dripping down onto the confessional booth below. He swallowed what he could of it, relishing in the taste even as the last spurts ebbed away. His cheeks were flushed with a combination of shame and desire, their salty flavor still on his tongue as they finally pulled out from between his lips.

"Looks like you've taken your punishment well," one of them purred, running their fingers through the cum on his face before wiping it clean with a satisfied smirk. "But don't think this is over yet." Before he could react, they pinned him down roughly and slid back into place between his legs, hips beginning to move as their hard length sought entry once more.

"What are you doing?" He

"We're not done with you yet," growled one of the Aka's, thrusting deep inside him even as they held him down. "You still have much to atone for." His hips bucked against theirs in time with their movements, groaning loudly as pleasure consumed him once again despite his protests. The other Aka moved into position behind them, pressing their cock against his stretched opening before pushing inside, filling him completely.

"You belong to us," they both whispered in unison, hands gripping his hips tightly as they began to move together, their hard bodies thrusting in time with one another. Akeldama moaned, arching off the confessional booth as they took him roughly from all sides, driving him toward orgasm once more despite his earlier release and the shame still coursing through him like fire.

"Cum for us," demanded one

"N-no! Stop..." he cried out, struggling weakly against their iron grip. But they merely laughed, teasing him mercilessly as their hips moved faster and deeper inside him. It felt like they were trying to claim every inch of him, marking him as theirs in a way that could never be undone. His head thrashed back and forth against the confessional booth, his voice hoarse from the strain of protesting.

"Cum for us," growled one of them, thrusting deeper as they angled their hips just right. He felt himself growing closer to the edge, his body betraying him despite the turmoil within. His chest heaved with each labored breath, every touch sending shards of pleasure through him like lightning.

As they continued to drive him toward climax, he could feel his control slipping away. His hips bucked up

"Fuck... no..." he groaned, arching into their touch as they drove him relentlessly toward release. One of the Aka's leaned in close to his ear and whispered fiercely, "Cum for us, you sinful little priest," while the other chuckled darkly and nipped at his neck before sucking roughly on his skin.

His orgasm tore through him like a storm, leaving him gasping and trembling in its wake. They groaned around him as they came as well, filling him with their seed until he was thoroughly drenched and exhausted. They held him down for several long moments before finally pulling out, both grinning wickedly at the state of his soiled confessional booth and spent body.

As they climbed off of him, one of them chuckled and said, "Well, you sure know how to

(Shame and desire warred within him as he felt the approaching climax, but it was too late. "Fuck... I'm gonna cum..." he groaned, body tensing as they drove him toward release. One of them only laughed in response, teasing him even further before they finally came with a harsh grunt.)

Their taunts and touches sent him spiraling out of control, driving him over the edge with a shuddering cry of release. He came hard, unable to hold back any longer as they continued to take what they wanted from him. "You're ours now," they whispered darkly, gripping his hips tightly until their pleasure had subsided and exhaustion claimed them both.

Left spent and sore, Akeldama lay in the soiled confessional booth, unable to comprehend what had just happened. He tried to deny it, telling himself it was all a dream or a terrible nightmare that he would soon wake up from. But even as he told himself these things, he knew deep down that this was reality; his new reality where he belonged to them and they would never let him go again.

"You're mine now, priest." The Aka purred in his ear as they lay together in the confessional booth. Their breath tickled against Akeldama's neck, sending shivers down his spine despite the hot flush of shame still coursing through him. He could feel their erection pressing against his leg, tempting and taunting him even as he struggled to regain control.

He swallowed thickly, unable to meet their gaze. "W-what do you want me to do?" The words came out strained and hoarse from his throat, but the Aka only chuckled in response, sliding a hand up his stomach and over his chest until it rested on his shoulder.

"I want you to pleasure me," they whispered into his ear, voice husky and rough. "Show me how much you've missed this." Akeldama shivered

"I-I can't," he stammered, shame burning brightly in his cheeks despite the desire that coursed through him like a river. But the Aka only smiled, tilting their head to the side as they studied him with unreadable eyes.

"Oh?" They purred, sliding a hand up his neck and into his hair before trailing their fingers down his jawline. "I think you can." Akeldama's heart raced in his chest, his mouth going dry at the thought of pleasuring this creature who had so thoroughly dominated him only moments ago. But as they leaned closer, lips curling into a smirk, it was clear that they expected no less.

"Please... help me..." he managed to choke out, reaching for their hips and grasping at the leather fabric of their pants. The Aka laughed softly, their fingers sinking deeper into

"Oh, you want me to help?" Aka teased with a playful smile, arching their back and pressing their erection more firmly against Akeldama's hand. The priest groaned in need, his fingers tightening on the leather as he struggled to maintain control. "Well, then..."

Slowly but surely, they pushed him down onto his hands and knees, their legs spreading wide to reveal themselves completely. Akeldama looked up from where he knelt at the sight of the Aka's hard cock glistening with pre-cum, the head already leaking a bead of clear fluid that rolled down the shaft toward his awaiting lips.

"Taste me," they commanded, voice deep and throaty. "Show me how much you want this." With shaking hands, Akeldama reached out and wrapped his mouth around the broad head of the Aka

Aka purred in contentment as Akeldama took him deep into his mouth, sucking and licking at the length with abandon. Their hips rose off the floor, meeting the resistance of his neck as they thrust shallowly against his tongue. His hands gripped the confessional booth tightly, nails digging into the leather as he tried to ignore the pain shooting through his aching body in favor of the pleasure coursing through him at the feel of the demon's cock sliding past his lips.

"That's it..." Aka moaned, rocking their hips against Akeldama's face even harder. "You taste so good..." They reached down, fingertips trailing lightly over his flushed cheek and into his hair before sliding lower to fondle the bundle of nerves hidden within. Akeldama arched his back at the touch, groaning loud

The pleasure was almost too much to bear as the Aka teased and tormented him with their touch. Every stroke of their fingers against his skin sent shivers down his spine, every thrust of their hips drove him deeper into submission. He moaned around their cock, tongue flicking out to taste every drop of pre-cum that trickled from the slit as he worked to bring them closer to climax.

The demon chuckled darkly before leaning forward and growling roughly against his ear, "I think it's your turn now." They gripped his hair firmly in one hand and pulled back just enough to stare him in the eye. Akeldama whimpered, arching his back even further as he felt himself grow impossibly harder at the demanding gaze.

"Please..." He begged, voice hoarse from previous use. But Aka only laughed, pulling him

He could feel the shame burning brightly in his cheeks as he obeyed, thrusting his hips back against the confessional booth and exposing himself to the waiting demon. Aka's eyes narrowed in anticipation, hands sliding down over Akeldama's chest and stomach to cup his erection firmly before guiding it toward their waiting mouth.

Akeldama closed his eyes as he felt the warmth envelop him, Aka sucking hard on his length and moaning in appreciation around his throbbing cock. He arched into the touch, fingers digging painfully into the confessional booth as pleasure coursed through him like a wildfire out of control.

"Fuck..." he groaned, hips moving in time with Aka's mouth and hands as they brought him closer to release. The demon growled encouragement, tightening their grip

"Ah..." he moaned, arching further into the touch as his body tensed and prepared to release. The shame was still there, burning like fire in his belly, but it was drowned out by the pleasure coursing through him like a river, carrying him away on its powerful current. As Aka's lips wrapped tight around him and sucked hard, Akeldama came with a hoarse cry of relief, shooting his seed into the demon's waiting mouth as his body went lax against the confessional booth.

When he finally caught his breath again, he opened his eyes to find Aka smirking up at him from where they knelt on the floor, hands still curled around his hips possessively. "You belong to us now," they purred, their voice husky with desire and satisfaction.

Despite everything that had happened, despite how he'd been used and violated,

Akeldama could feel his cheeks flush even deeper as he remembered Aka was right; they had claimed him fully. He looked away, trying to avoid their gaze as shame and desire warred within him once more. "Fuck... I'm gonna cum..." he managed to choke out before his hips bucked up, shooting his release over the confessional booth behind them.

When it was finally done, they climbed back onto the pew where they'd begun their encounter and regarded him with an unreadable expression. Akeldama felt drained, emotionally and physically spent; he had never expected this to happen, that he would be used by a demon like this... but now here he was, lying naked on the cold floor of the confessional booth while Aka waited for what came next. He tried not think about it too much, focusing instead on breathing heavily and trying to ignore

Despite everything that had happened, despite how he'd been used and violated, part of him couldn't help but feel a strange sense of satisfaction at giving in to Aka's desires. It was wrong, he knew that... but there was something thrilling about being so completely owned by another being. As if he no longer had any choice or control over his own actions.

He looked up at the demon with wide, pleading eyes, searching for some sign of understanding or mercy. But Aka only smiled, licking their lips and regarding him with an expression that sent a shiver down his spine. "Well," they purred, climbing off the pew to crouch before him once more, "what do you want me to do with you now?"

The weight of their question pressed down on Akeldama's chest like a physical force, making it difficult for him to breathe. He

He swallowed thickly, feeling his heart race in his chest as he met Aka's gaze. "Please..." He whispered hoarsely, fingers trembling as they traced patterns on the confessional booth bench beneath him. "I don't know..."

A soft laugh escaped Aka's lips at his response, but their eyes were unreadable as they studied Akeldama's face. Finally, they leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his forehead before sliding their tongue along his cheekbone and into his ear, nibbling playfully on the lobe. "Tell me what you want," Aka whispered against his skin, hands smoothing up over his shoulders and down his back, massaging gently as they waited for an answer.

Akeldama felt himself grow hard again despite his exhaustion; the touch of Aka's lips and fingers was too much

Akeldama's heart raced in his chest as Aka whispered against his skin. His eyes locked with the demon's, pleading for understanding. "I-I want you," he managed to stammer out, his voice hoarse from fear and shame. "Please... touch me again." He couldn't believe what was happening, how much he craved Aka despite everything they had done to him. The demon's smile grew wider, lips curling into a playful smirk as they moved closer once more.

Their hands slid lower down his body, skimming over his hips and thighs before gripping firmly at the base of his erection. Akeldama arched into their touch, moaning loudly as Aka began stroking him slowly, expertly coaxing another hardness from his aching flesh.

"That's it," Aka purred,

Their hands slid lower down his body, skimming over his hips and thighs before gripping firmly at the base of his erection. Akeldama arched into their touch, moaning loudly as Aka began stroking him slowly, expertly coaxing another hardness from his aching flesh.

"That's it," Aka purred, leaning forward to kiss along his jaw and neck, their teeth nipping playfully at the tender skin. "You belong to me now, priest." The heat of their breath on his ear sent shivers down his spine as they continued to stroke him, slowly bringing him closer and closer to release.

With a hoarse cry, he came hard in their hand, hips jerking violently as pleasure coursed through him like a wildfire out of control. Aka laughed softly against his neck before leaning back to watch him writhe

Akeldama's fingers clutched the confessional booth tightly as Aka continued to stroke his cock slowly, their touch driving him wild with desire. "Please," he begged hoarsely between gasps for air. "I want... I need..." He trailed off, too lost in the sensation to finish his own thought.

A soft chuckle escaped Aka's lips as they leaned down to kiss along Akeldama's jaw and neck once more, teeth scraping lightly against his skin. "Tell me what you want," they whispered against him, their breath sending shivers down his spine despite the heat of the church.

Akeldama closed his eyes tightly, trying to focus on the sensations flooding through him as Aka's hands gripped him tighter and began moving faster. "Please," he managed to choke out, "make

Akeldama's hands clutched at nothing but air as he arched his back and cried out, body wracked with pleasure as Aka claimed him completely. The warmth of the other demon's mouth enveloped him, their tongue thrusting deep inside, twisting and teasing every nerve ending until he thought he would explode from the intensity. With a hoarse cry, his body trembled and tensed as wave after wave of release washed over him, painting Aka's face with his seed.

At last, spent and sated, Akeldama collapsed back against the confessional booth, panting heavily. His chest heaved as he struggled to catch his breath, shame and desire warring within him like two opposing forces vying for control over what remained of his battered and broken soul.

Akeldama didn't know how long he lay there, unable or

Akeldama didn't know how long he lay there, unable or unwilling to face the reality of what had just happened. His body felt leaden and his thoughts were a jumbled mess, shame mingling with desire as he tried desperately to ignore the aches in his muscles and the painful heat between his legs.

But as time passed, the weight of Aka's presence began to press down on him once more, reminding him that there was no escape from the truth. With a defeated sigh, he forced himself onto one elbow and looked over at the other demon, who was still sprawled bonelessly across the confessional booth, eyes closed and lips curved into a satisfied smile.

His cock, just moments ago buried deep inside Aka's ass, now lay soft against his own thigh, a testament to both their exhaustion and the depth of the violation he had

Akeldama swallowed thickly, eyes never leaving Aka's peaceful expression. The shame and desire warred within him once more as he struggled to find the words, any words that might bridge the gap between them. Finally, with a shaking hand, he reached out and gently traced the line of Aka's jaw, fingers trembling at their softness. "Aka... I..." he began hoarsely, but found himself unable to finish.

The demon's eyes fluttered open, gaze meeting his across the confessional booth. There was curiosity there, and maybe even a hint of amusement, but there was also something else; something that sent shivers down Akeldama's spine despite the warmth of their touch. "Yes?" Aka prompted softly, voice rough with sleep. "What is it you want to say?"

He bit his lip, unable or unw

It's wrong... what we just did... he started, voice barely above a whisper. I can't believe I let you do those things to me... But somehow it felt so good... And now I want more of it... More of you... He hesitated for a moment, cheeks flushing hotly as he realized what he was saying. Please don't make me say it out loud... just... please, touch me again...