#((listen it's not even sunday but i've been obsessed with this since you sent it and i needed to reply so bad))

[ladyseidr]

@rabbitraw asked: ❝ just wondering what you taste like. / for Elise ❞ ( what if we kissed? prompts )

Elise let the comment linger in silence for a moment, uncrossing and re-crossing the near-bare legs she so enjoyed showing off in a short dress. A drag of her cigarette, eyes scanning over Vanessa's figure. ( Always liked to believe she had the upper hands in sex and all things related, whether or not that was true. ) "You know, I could take that two ways. But I'll be kind and spare you the trouble of me making assumptions." ( As though she wouldn't have jumped at either opportunity. )

"You know, you only need to ask." And here she was standing, crossing what little space there was between them, and reaching out to trace a finger along Vanessa's jaw. There was something ravenous in her gaze and touch, forefinger sliding to pinch chin between it and her thumb. Like Elise enjoyed this potential act of theft, their first meeting ever-present in the back of her mind. Her thumb lifted, brushed over Vanessa's bottom lip. "Just say please, pretty thing."

[rottenmelon1117]

𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚝 ( 𝚈𝚞𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 )

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: priest! jeong yunho (switch) x reader (with a vagina)(switch)

𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒔: smut, religion, blasphemy, oral (receiving and giving), edging, choking, fingering, obsession, masturbation, confession booth sex

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: you find yourself longing for a priest you haven't even seen before, touching yourself every night to his husky voice. before you know it, your lips are greeting his with a want and a desire.

𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒔: i wrote this with concert halazia yunho in mind. who doesn't love a little blasphemy?

༺ ⊱───⊱༺ ♰ ༻⊰──⋅⋅───⊱༺ ♰ ༻⊰───⋅⋅───⊱༻

There must be something wrong with me, his deep voice echoes and fills my head. Nothing but his tone consumes my whole being creating an illusion as if he was right here beside me whispering my voice in a sweet low melody. I pray every night to my false prophet and his name is Jeong Yunho.

I was never religious, nor the thought of going to church ever crossed my mind. My feet leading me to the entrance of a well lit cathedral, my initial response was to back away and head home. Before I could even turn around a figure pulls the door open exposing the warm dim lighting surrounding a large room full of pews and an immense glowing cross. A shiver was sent down my spine at the imagery of Jesus on the cross staring directly at me. A woman's hand reaches out and takes hold of mine, gently she says " Have you gone to confession lately? " Confused by her words I shake my head gesturing that I haven't. She wraps my wrist in her hand and guides me to a wooden booth motioning me to go inside. Maybe this will allow me to release all that's been pent up.

I let out a hushed sigh in hopes of not offending the person on the other side of the screen. Taking a deep breath I kneel down on the pew " I'm sorry... I've never done this before and I've never thought of doing this. Do I just start telling you my life story or what's on my mind? " The sudden clatter of the tiny door sliding open, revealing the dark silhouette of a man. " Why don't you start off by saying, sorry lord for I have sinned... it's been *insert this much days or months* since my last confession. " He says in low husky voice that haunted my mind. Taken back by his shallowed youthful expression I find myself flustered. " Sorry lord for I have sinned, it's been *insert years of age* since my last confession. " I say back with a direct tone. " That's a good start. Now you can tell me everything."

Every Sunday I find myself coming back to hear that whispered voice, I needed to hear it, it became an obsession, a need, a desire. My fingers keep wandering and discovering new intense feelings as I trace every crevice of my heat while I think about what the man on the other side could possibly look like. Will he have eyes that are seemingly pure just like his profession? Or will it be dark and sinful like his voice. Maybe today I'll tell him about the thoughts I've been having about him, but not directly about him. The sound of my heart thumping as I approach the confession booth. The air still and silent that you could hear my restricted breathing. His inky silhouette appears before me making me quiver. I start to relay the thoughts that I've gone over and over in my head thousands of times. As I go into detail about my carnal desires choosing my words carefully, making sure he doesn't recognize that I was actually describing him, I lower my hands down permitting my fingers to stroke and graze my core gently, letting my mind wander to lustful wants.

My knees stinging from the hour long session of me kneeling and filling in Father Yunho of my dark prurient notions. I flinch at the sound of whimpers happening from the other side of the screen, I discover his form tilting his head back. Is he... getting off on what I'm telling him? I pause for a second listening to his stifled moans. The thought of him stroking himself and being aroused by my words made me want to continue telling him more just so I could keep listening to his soft whines.

Bringing myself to the end of the confession I calm myself down. "Father Yunho? I think I'm going to get going..." I break off my sentence allowing him to fill in the gap. Silence. He brings himself closer to the other side of the screen whispering " The way you describe your most intimate thoughts- " He pauses for a second

" I can't stop thinking about your vulgar expressions. It fills me up with the most immoral scenarios and I won't be able to bring myself to step foot into this cathedral." Withdrawing myself from the booth, I don't know how to respond. My eyes scanning the room looking for the exit, in the corner of my peripheral I see the door of the confession booth open. A tall man comes into view, his build slender and delicate as he fixes his disarrayed outfit while brushing his tousled black hair in an attempt of making himself look neat. The realization that the figure before me is Father Yunho. We make immediate eye contact that burns holes into one another. I've never seen someone so incredibly beautiful before, especially not in person, it was as if I had actually perceived a god. He starts to walk slowly and carefully over in hopes of not startling me. " Y/N I'm sorry for what I said, that was not appropriate. I really don't know what had came over me, I've never felt this. You've awaken a new side of me I've never experienced before. " Father Yunho gently apologizes to me. My eyes show a sincerity that he catches on to " N-no, don't be sorry. I just didn't know how to respond or react. " He inches closer to me trying to close the gap between us

" Seeing you this close... I don't know how much longer I can hold myself back... so I'll leave you alone." I extend my hand and quickly grab hold of his cuff retorting

" Please don't go... I don't think I can hold back anymore either. "

We exchange looks of longing as we bring our waists closer, leaving no room for escape. He grabs my face gently but firmly and lowers his to mine, letting the tip of his nose brush against my cheek. My lips pleading for his to impact mine as our bodies are now intertwined. I can feel his eyes study my every curve, detail, paying attention to my every movement. Brushing his plush lips over mine, his tongue drifting, looking for permission to enter. My tongue invites his into mine, beginning to dance and shift, making languid motions. Soft passionate moans release from both of our lips as his hand travels up my shirt, caressing my breast. His fingertips trail over my sensitive skin showing me that the noises leaving my mouth are awakening him to continue further down. "F-father Yun-ho..." My voice trails off as he hurriedly leads me into the confession booth. Us both stumbling in and nearly hitting my head on the wall, we find ourselves now cramped into this small space. " Y/N do you know how much of a heathen you're making me feel? " Onyx hair displaying strands messily on his forehead as he continues to burn wet kisses onto my mouth. Reaching to grasp the back of my neck, now aware of how rough he's being I let out a small whimper " Ngh... hurts F-father Yun- " Before I could finish my sloppy sentence he pushes his lengthy slender finger onto my lips and tongues the inside of my mouth once more, leaning by my ear he softly says " No... don't refer to me as Father Yunho anymore... what were doing is far too sinful. Just. Yunho. " leaving me with another hot careless kiss. My eyes shot up at his conviction, begging for him to touch me somewhere new. I start tugging at my belt hoping he'd catch onto what I was eluding to. Yunho tugs at my trousers letting it fall to my ankles alongside my panties. He roughly grabs onto my thighs hoisting me up further along the wall leaving kisses down my inner thigh. His warm breath hovering close to my uncovered heat making me squirm beneath his fingers. " Yunho- " I softly gasp. The mans pitch black eyes look into my soul as if I were his prey that he was getting ready to devour. He flashes a smirk only feeding into my erotic delusions, wanting him to swallow me whole. My leg resting on the top of his right shoulder, shuddering at his tongue gently playing with my folds and my emotions. Working on making my moans louder he fastens his pace with each taste. Yunho pauses and slowly inserts his fingers into me as his tongue is still finding all my most sensitive spots. " Y/N I've never tasted anything this satisfying and sticky before. " He says to me with his face covered in his own saliva and my nectar. I shake at his words as his fingers curl up and penetrates more aggressively making my voice quiver with eagerness. " Fuck- " My mind goes blank at the ecstasy I was experiencing, Yunhos hand covers half of my face not allowing me to breath or speak. As I'm reaching my peak Yunho abruptly stops and lets out a devilish giggle. " Oh- you thought I was going to let you finish just by my fingers? " He brings his face to my neck, softly kissing me while he slowly removes his hand from my mouth, now exposing my swollen damp lips. Yunho raised his head to be level with mine, revealing his dark glossy eyes begging me to fuck him.

" Ever since I've felt the inside of your mouth, I needed to know what you felt like inhaling my cock. " He signals me with his eyes darting down to his crotch

" Let me just feel it. Just this once. Please. " Yunho pleads in a desperate tone. Still on his knees, I slump down and roughly push him against the booth door. Now on my knees, feeling the carpet underneath me I find the courage to lean into and undress him. I hastily unbutton his trousers, dipping down to gently brush his tip and glide down to his shaft with my palm, I bring my lips closer to his cock teasing him with my tongue in circular motions while he lets out low hums and groans, showing me he can't hold still anymore. Losing breath with each movement, nosediving onto his cock, I slide my hand up his torso finding the bumpy sensation of each bead on his rosary. He agilely holds mine and his hand closer to his rosary as if he were holding onto it in hopes of asking for, forgiveness from his god. Those vigorous eyes of his rolling toward the back of his skull as I continue to swallow him with force. " Holy- fuck Y/N... I want to feel the inside of you. No- I need to feel the inside of you. " I feel his hands snatch my face, his thumb and middle finger digging into my cheeks halting me from pleasuring him further. He pulls me in closer, our bodies now suctioned and covered in sweat. As I'm leaned onto his chest his fingers dig deep into my core watching me intently to see if I reach my climax. Saving myself, I try my best to hold out until I can feel him fully inside me. He draws his cock closer to my heat allowing the tip to gently brush against the opening, teasing me with small shoves. Clutching my hand over my mouth holding in suffocated whines and moans, he quickly thrusts into me with exceptional force, breaking my hand away from my lips. " Fuck- Yunho! Mmm. " His eyes widen from excitement leading him to shove further into me creating rapid forbearing movements. My bottom ricochets on his thighs as we build a sweltering heat and our scents interlace with one another. Yunho's veiny hands tightly holding onto my waist nearly breaking skin as I bounce harmoniously with his motions. " Y/N your face is so fucked out it's making me want to consume the entirety of your feverish hole. " Turned on by his statement I start to ride him tightly and lean my head into his neck, letting him know how badly I want his cock further inside me " Yunho. " Knowing just saying his name will send him in a spiral. " I want your cock buried so deep inside me... that I forget you're even a priest. " Hearing the word

" priest " made him flinch, failing to remember that he is indeed one. Those words flicked a switch making him drive deeper, his shaft disappearing inside my core. Moans escaping both of our lips as we both ride in unison, his fingers wrapped around my neck blocking my airway. I let out soft restricted gasps as his hands are still around my neck. Gazing into his eyes I find them pleading for me to take control. " How badly do you want me to dominate you Yunho? " He lets out a breathy choke. " I want to worship you... and you to guide me to my worship. I so badly want want you to be my god Y/N. " Hearing those words made me shiver with anticipation and excitement so I pick up my pace riding him more vigorously, finding my fingers now wrapped around his neck. Not allowing him to say a single word as I keep bouncing on him, hearing nothing but muted moans and his eyes nearly turning white as they fall back from pleasure. I release my hands permitting him to breath properly, hoping I hear him whimper out my name. " Mmm... mmm.... Y/N, who said you should stop? " Taken back by how bold his statement was I tightened my grip around his neck once more. " Is this how you like it? " I whisper in his ear. Yunho grabs my ass, pushing me down to ride him harder and faster. " This is how I like it. " He says to me with a soft whine. As we are about to reach our peak Yunho slides his fingers down to my clit, rubbing circular patterns and causing me to jerk and tear up. " Does this make you forget that I'm a man of god? " I didn't know how to speak at that moment so all I could muster was " Mhmmm. F-fuck. Yunho. " Wanting to return the same energy I reach my free hand down and massage his sensitive area making him buck up farther inside me. Our voices becoming a harmony as we both let out light moans and whimpers finally allowing ourselves to climax. "Ahh. Yunho. F-fuck." I start to spasm as I'm enfolded him, reaching euphoria and letting my mouth fall open. " Fuck. Y/N. " He quickly pulls out of me to cum onto his own fingers as I help stroke him softly to his finish.

We both look at each other with a hazy and blurred vision, our hair and clothes both turned upside-down. " So... did I feel like a god? " I giggle knowing that he's probably slightly embarrassed at his bold words. Yunho's cheeks turn feverish as he responds with a soft and kind " You really did... I forgot where we were. " Turned on by what he had just admitted I lean into his lips and tenderly kiss him, pulling away slowly I say " I want you to worship me every Sunday. Can you do that? " His eyes widen and he grasps tightly around my waist tugging me to close our proximity. " I'll worship you not only on Sundays... but everyday if you will allow me to. " Leaving wet sweet kisses on each others faces, we look to each other knowing this would permanent. " I'll allow it, but only because your whimpers sounded so cute. "

We gather our clothing and brush through our hair with our fingers, trying to make ourselves presentable. As we make our way out of the confession booth Yunho grabs hold of my wrist. " I think I've found my purpose and thats you Y/N. " He says to me with a sincere smile. Hearing those words leave his mouth cause tears to form in the corner of my eyes, no one has ever said something so kind to me before. Yunho reaches down to cup my cheeks, wiping away the tear droplets running down my face " I'll never stop adoring you. " He says in low raspy tone. Maybe there was a reason for me to end up here, and maybe that reason is Jeong Yunho.

FIN.