Confess to the Father
Tamaki Keigo (Hawks) x Reader
You confess your sin of lust to Father Keigo who.. seems to be enjoying just a little too much.
A/N: None of this is ok irl. I love morally conflicting fics and loved this idea.
tw: catholicism, masterbation
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“You will be able to see Father Keigo momentarily; he is currently in a meeting.”
“Ah, yes of course.”
You had been on the edge of your seat to meet Father Keigo for about a month now. Since you heard the new rule: every 18 year old must have a private meeting with the Father to confess, you were on edge.
This “law” of the church was freshly made, and conveniently, as you turned 18 just a few days before it was passed.
“He’s ready for you.”
“Oh- yes, thank you.”
You followed the nun to the confession booth where the Father was readily awaiting you. Stepping in, you heard him clear his voice and, although you dismissed it entirely, a soft zip of a zipper.
“Ms. y/n! How are you, my love?”
“I’m well, thank you for asking Father Keigo.”
“Wonderful. As we know, you have recently turned 18?”
You flattened your skirt against yourself, nerves slowly consuming your thoughts. Speaking to the Father was an honor you’ve only had a handful of times.
“Yes, Father. Within the last dozen days or so.”
You heard a small grown from the other side of the wall, was he feeling sick?
“Right. As you grow into adulthood you should start fresh, yes? Why don’t you give a confession about yourself, y/n, anything at all plaguing your mind. I’m eagerly listening and so is the Lord.”
Since when was this a part of confession? You took a deep breath, you always trusted what the church said was best. As long as Father Keigo says so, then it must be true.
He is connected to the Lord after all, not me.
“Okay, sure. Uhm..”
You played with the simple ring you got for your birthday, a pink tint falling across your cheeks.
“Father Keigo.. as I have grown older, I've become more.. aware- of my body.”
Hearing a happy sigh from the Father, you must have been doing a good job confessing.
“I have experimented with..”
You spoke the next words in a whisper, barely wanting the wind to hear.
“..touching myself, Father.”
A loud groan escaped Father Keigo's mouth; is he dreadfully sick?
“Father? Are you feeling unwell? I can very well come back to finish this at another hour.”
That one sentence drove Keigo insane. You were such a good girl, so sweet, so compliant. If he told you he needed help with what he was doing now.. he has no doubt you would happily agree to help the Father with anything he asked.
In fact.. he might take himself up on that offer.
“Oh, yes, my dove. I have suddenly fallen ill, my deepest apologies for the timing. How about we reconvene after Sundays’ service?”
He let his hand stroke his cock faster and faster, gently rubbing the tip with the other. He was so close. He just needed you to speak once more and he-
“Oh but Father, I have just one more confession to make. My body- I think I’ve been followed by lust, Father.”
Shit. Holy fuck.. yes. Just like that.
He smiled, the cum dripping down his shaft and pooling at his balls, he fucking loved you.
“Of course. Let’s meet after service and I’ll help you fix that alright? God wants to help you, always, and so do I. Come to my office right after service, alright sweetheart?”
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A/N: Thank you for reading!
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Will there be a part 2?
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