#youuu. youu UGHHH ughh uuu (melting

[pawbeanies]

mm, thinking about having you on display during a church service. standing at my podium and talking about resisting temptation. to help me with a presentation, i call you over. you're so cute in your royal priest outfit, wanting to match the atmosphere of the occasion and i can't help but make sure to tell you as much. i mean, the way that your face burns whenever i compliment you is just too adorable. i pull you to a seat i set out at center stage, where everybody can see. i sit down and pull you into my lap, telling you to just follow my lead and to not worry about anything. of course, you're confused on how my actions correlate to my sermon, but i insist that you simply sit back and look pretty, just let me do all the thinking. i then address our audience in the pew, using you as an example of the ways our earthly pleasures can cause us to lose focus and stray from the path of light. i undo the buttons on your soutane, watching as it falls to the floor. next is your alb, and as i remove it, your underclothes are revealed and, subsequently, removed as well revealing you to everybody. there's gasps from the audience, but not a word of protest, all of them entranced by you. they're all looking at you, your highness. adoring you. /wanting you/. i kiss your newly exposed neck, licking up the side and to your cheek, seeing the way you get so embarrassed. when you voice such feelings, i shush you and remind you that you want to be a good boy, dont you? then let yourself be embarrassed for me, okay? that's such a good puppy. i run my hands all over your body, describing all the ways you tempt me, fill me with unholy feelings such as lust. i spread your legs to show off how affected you are by being used as a presentation, as eye candy, being so well behaved as i show you off and dangle you just out of reach from those in the crowd who are struggling to control themselves at the sight of you. wouldn't you love that? i know i would <3

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whining whininggg WHININGG this one is just cruel. this one is so cruel and so.!!! so!!! ugh.!!! burying my self in the blankets and hugging pillows while reading and writing a reply. this one is so good. curse you and your daydreams. you. hgh. whg. filling out the pawbeanies kink bingo i see.......

crumbling at this concept so much imm. ugh.

how inappropriate i think. it should be something so proper and chaste, shouldn't it?? i don't usually pay attention during sermons or services anyway (though i'd probably focus on it if it was you. the sound of your voice and all that), but. going along with whatever you have planned, not really knowing where you're going with this because? why would i ever expect something so sinful?

maybe i don't realize where it's going until it's too late. squirming in your lap and blinking as your words sink in, cheeks flushing when you address the audience- like hmph, am i a distraction to you?? is that a proper way to refer to your prince?? but also gh. can't squirm and be a brat when you're unbuttoning the clothes you probably helped me put on that morning... not when people are watching. not when you have me helpless like this.

it's so much i think. the. being undressed in front of an audience??? occasionally turning to hide my face in your chest, when it's too much. whining because you can't talk about how much you desire me and touch me in front of. so many people. so cruel, to show me off like that. it should be embarrassing, humiliating to be shown off like a piece of eye candy, like a doll for a bunch of others to ogle... like oh. this is a new side of me they'd most likely never dream of seeing. but also it's so. thrilling. but also hmph.

maybe ... perhaps. i don't want you to have all the fun. if you think i'm such a distraction, maybe i should try and make you stray from the path of light even more? playing up how loud i'm whining, grinding down into your lap as you show me off, my fingers curling into your vestments as i try to tug them off. looking up at you so, so sweetly as i try to tempt you to give into the urges i know you keep locked away. maybe even being so bold and trying to pull you into a kiss. wouldn't that be nice? to ruin me on the altar in front of a rapt audience? punish me for being such a tempting little thing? maybe make me beg for forgiveness of my sins...

or somethi ng liek that.... much to. ponder and all... mhm... mhm...

(but also. hehe thank youou.. thank you thank you for these. always. im habing fun)