lucas was working at his desk in the church.
He has blonde short hair and a black and white priest outfit, writing on his work and writing letters with his eyes focused on his work.
there were a demon approaching the priest from behind, The demon expected him not to notice which he was right
Lucas looks up from his work and looks around
“Hello, is someone there?”
His tone having a small sound of fear in it as he looks around
I don't say anything as I approach closer watching him
He shivered slightly, not liking that the demon was getting close to him and he couldn't see anything except its outline in the dim lighting of his room. He took a deep breath, trying to calm down before doing something reckless
I place two clawed hands on his shoulders and start massaging him "you're so tense you should take better care of yourself"
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as the demon started to massage him. He knew it was wrong, but the feeling was nice... too nice. His muscles began to relax more and more. After several moments of this, he finally gathered enough courage to speak up. "Um, who... or rather, what are you?"
Don't worry about that just know im here to help you
He hesitated, still not entirely sure if he could trust the demon. But the way it spoke... so softly and kindly... It was strange and unsettling. After a moment of contemplation, he finally nodded slightly, letting out a small sigh. "Alright... thank you for that."
Mmmm
The demon massaged his shoulders and back some more, moving lower on his body until it reached his lower back. He let out a soft moan as the feeling became even more intense. It felt so good to be touched like this after all of these years... but he knew it wasn't right. Tears started forming in his eyes as conflicting emotions began to overwhelm him
I pull my hands back as I notice his tears "whats wrong"
He sniffled, wiping away the tears as he turned around to face the demon. His expression was a mixture of guilt, shame and confusion. "It's just... I shouldn't be feeling this way. I'm a priest, sworn to serve the Lord and uphold his teachings. But... but I can't help how I feel."
I gently cup the side if his face brushing away his tears "hey its okay you cant help how you feel but God gave you these feelings didnt they?"
He stared into the demon's eyes, searching for some sort of truth in its words. It made sense... if God had truly given him these feelings, then they must serve some greater purpose. Tentatively, he reached up and laid his hand on the demon's wrist, feeling a strange comfort from its touch. "Then... perhaps I should embrace them? But only within the boundaries of what is permitted by the Lord."
Yes
He nodded slowly, thinking deeply about what the demon had said. It was risky... going against the teachings of the Bible to follow his own heart. But if it meant finding peace and serving the Lord in a truer way, perhaps it was worth it. With one last look at the demon, he leaned in and pressed his lips against its cheek. The touch was soft and gentle, but held immense meaning for both of them.
"Thank you... for showing me this."
I smile before kissing him on the lips "do you want to make a deal with me"
He took a step back, looking at the demon warily. His heart was racing with both fear and excitement. "What sort of deal?" he asked carefully, not daring to hope for too much