The Church

@Francisco Jong Jin knew every sin that Francisco wanted to commit, and he had no problem supplying him with the things he would need, but right now all he wanted was his . Jong Jin needed a mate, and in this sense Francisco was the perfect little for the job, the man reaching to grab his hair as he ed him into the hard wooden surface, a long grin gracing his features. "Don't act like you didn't enjoy it, I saw how your ed yourself with your fingers." he mused into the boy's ear, the shell of it and snapping his hips even hard into Francisco. Of course he didn't need prep, the boy had ed himself with his fingers enough to be loose enough to take him, Jong Jin letting his free hand trail over his chest. "Get your hand away from your ," he ordered, smacking Francisco's hand away and grabbing around his throat, chuckling darkly into his ear. "I want you to make a contract with me, as every nun has in this church. Only yours will be special...you're going to be my loyal little , coming whenever I call you, and helping me with anything and everything I need," he said, raising his hand to bite the tip of his finger, using blood to draw a simple shape on the nun's pectoral muscle, and sealing it in a circle. "State your name, and who you wish to make the contract with," he said, ing the boy harder. "Your will seal our deal, so you better do it fast. My name...is Leviathan." he spoke, revealing that he indeed was more than just from hell, that he was actually the devil himself.

@Jong Jin Indeed, when was the last time he had lived? , it had been forever since he had been rammed well into the bed. Fransisco missed the wild raves, the parties, hell, he’d kill for a joint and a or so. But.. what Jongjin was promising, that seemed to be on a whole other level. At the mention of last night, the man couldn’t help but let out a quiet groan, shuddering at the thought that someone had watched him in a damn church. “So that was you.. in’ bastard,” Fransisco spat out, only to cover up for the fact that he was incredibly by how much magical power this priest seemed to have. He was brought out of his reverie when he was abruptly manhandled onto the desk, legs kicked wide apart and body flush against the surface. “Wait hey— oh my ,” came out the loud moan of approval, hands coming to clutch at the desk for extra support. Honestly, Fransisco felt such a burst of ecstasy he could have come from the bliss of just having a thick ing fillin him up. “Holy jeezez ing you’re so ing big—“ he moaned as he was promptly nailed into the desk, his own hips rolling back against Jongjin’s. Reaching between his own spread legs, Fransisco grabbed his heavily leaking , pumping it in time to the man’s s. He really wansn’t going to last too long.

@Francisco "You're cute," Jong Jin replied, chuckling lowly as he listened to the other ramble on, shaking his head slowly. He really had no idea what he'd gotten himself into, had he? "When was the lat time you lived, Francisco? Before your parents forced you into the convent? Before you got ed one last time before giving in to the 'training of God' and succumbed to the hell that was living in a place of holiness?" he asked, a very devilish grin spreading across his lips. "Why don't you just give in, hm? It'll save us both time, and you can ask any question you want later." said Jong Jin, leaning toward the younger's ear and , his hand still stroking Francisco. "I loved watching you to me last night, I do hope you enjoyed the little image I put in your head." With that, Jong Jin had the boy turned around and bent him over the desk, smacking his hard with a long chuckle. "I'm more than just from hell...you'll soon find out once you pledge your loyalty to me." Said Jong Jin, his slamming inside of Francisco's hole as he began to the younger into the desk, grasping his shoulders tightly. "Yes... nice and tight.."

@Jong Jin He would have preened at the praise, but ed flags waved in Fransisco’s mind. Sure, the man was hot as hell, but there was this tingling feeling in the back of his spine that told him that it wasn’t so simple. That hunch was confirmed when his body was abruptly put into motion when Jongjin snapped his fingers. He had no control over his own muscles! “The —“ he cried out, trying to fight back but it was futile — soon, Fransisco was thrown into the priest’s arms and trapped in a wild kiss. Despite his own warnings, he couldn’t help but feel exhilarated at the prospect that he was getting up close and personal with danger. , when was the last time he had /lived/? When was the last time he felt the blood roaring in his ears, adrenaline coursing through his veins? However, as Jongjin kept speaking — the church, freedom, working on his own path for himself — slowly pieces started clicking together. The clincher was when the man’s eyes glowed a bright red. Fransisco’s heart stopped. “You’re..” he paused for a second, feeling himself responding to the stimulation to his by a jerk of his hips despite the mind-numbing realization he just had. It made no sense, but perfect sense. “, you’re— no wonder I kept associating you with “devilishly handsome” and “hot as hell”— You’re literally ing from Hell!!”

@Francisco Ah, so the little nun was smarter than he thought. He wasn't just a depraved , he had a good head on his shoulders. This could prove in Jong Jin's favor. A soft chuckle left him, the man stepping out of his pants as moved to lean against his desk, his still standing proud at attention. "Hm, you're smarter than I thought you were," he mused, grinning slyly as he admired Francisco, his eyes dragging up and down. "You're right, there is more to me than meets the eye, and as much as I would love to divulge everything right now, I'm not at liberty to discuss it. Let's just say, my work isn't exactly for the Lord...more so for myself." He said, snapping his fingers and forcing Francisco's legs to move toward him, pushing the boy flush against his chest, his arms wrapping around his waist as he kissed his lips deeply. Yes, he was claiming Francisco, and he wanted to make very clear what the purpose of his church was for. "This church I'd s church of freedom, not one of condemnation. We offer unity, freedom, desire, pleasure, everything a good church should be rather than depriving and forcing people to deny their human nature." He mused, stroking the nuns face and leaning closer to his ear. "If you knew who I really was, you would be trembling in fear...so let's just enjoy this together and we can discuss it later, hm?" He asked, grasping the others once more and slowly stroking it, his eyes flaring red.

@Jong Jin Not in a million years would he have ever imagined himself getting ed thoroughly in a church — but that’s exactly what was about to happen. Ironic, but so satisfying. More churches needed to be defiled; all the poor nuns were missing out on the only reason why “God” ever made in the first place. Seeing Jongjin remove his shirt, Fransisco kept his pace steady on the thick as he watched the muscles ripple. However, smth caught his eye — black ink that seemed to be in the shape of a.. So stunned he was by his realization that the young man halted altogether. Fransisco pulled away, blinking as he raised himself to his feet. Within seconds, he had his hand wrapped around the priest’s bicep, lifting the arm up to get a closer peek, ual frustration momentarily forgotten. “I’m not seeing things, right? I mean, I figured you’re not a regular priest with the whole..” he waved his free hand, gesturing to the whole literal cluster- that was this church, “.. but something tells me there’s more to you than meets the eye. So, what’s your deal?” he asked, eyes curiously trained on Jongjin. “Oh, I’m just curious. Don’t worry, I’ll still bend over that table for you, gorgeous,” he flashed the other man a wide grin.

@Francisco "Well then, have at it." Jong Jin replied, chuckling as he slid his pants down the rest of the way, a long smirk gracing his features. The possibilities were endless with Francisco, seeing as the young nun wasn't an inexperienced little like most of the people that came to the church. He'd had to train almost every single one of the nuns in his church, and it had taken him a while to get a good lot assembled for the ing. Not to mention, the rituals required s for most of the things he needed to do...but in this case, a well experienced little might prove handy for whenever Jong Jin needed a . With his shirt now exposed, the tattoo on the inner part of his arm was visible, but he wondered if Francisco would pick up on it or not. Seeing as, the tattoos was a large pentagram that sealed Jong Jin in his human form. Couldn't have the new nun freaking out knowing he was the devil, now could he. Goodness, his mind went off on a tangent didn't it? The man hurriedly reigned himself in once more, groaning deeply as he watched Francisco begin to finger himself, a large smirk on his face. "Why don't you get up and bend over the desk, hm? I'll give you the ing you're craving." he told the boy, stroking his face with a grin. "You've been depraved for so long, I'm eager to hear you moan."

@Jong Jin Only after Jongjin mentioned it did Fransisco realize exactly how needy he must have looked. However, at this point, the number of s he could give were well in the negatives. There was a devilishly handsome man willing to provide what he had been craving for /years/; he wasn't going to let the opportunity slip. "You're just so damn hot, I can't help it," the younger male pulled away from the rigid to breathe out his response, eyes sparkling with life after so many weeks of torture. Shirtless, the priest was even more gorgeous to behold. Without wasting another moment, the fake nun went back to the man off, twirl expertly swirling along the bottom side of the other's hot and heavy , accommodating easily for Jongjin's hips rolling his further into his mouth. Wanting to take a step further, especially when offered such a great award, Fransisco tugged the waistband of his boxers down, spreading his knees as much as he could with the boxers pooled around them. Then, he slid his dry finger past the absolutely tight ring of muscles, keeping his eyes on Jongjin. It had been so long since he had something thicker than three fingers enter his , he didn't know how long he'd be able to hold back his .

@Francisco Despite the fact that Francisco was giving in so easily, Jong Jin was still going to have a bit of fun with him, his lips as he watched the eager boy take his into his mouth. How long had it been since this kid had gotten properly ed, or even had some decent to ? "Damn, slow down, my isn't going anywhere," Jong Jin chuckled, running his hand through the boys hair and reaching to tug his shirt off his body, admiring Francisco's young muscular figure. "Mm, look at you, so y," he chuckled, reaching to take his own shirt off, letting the other see what he looked like underneath his clothing. All the while he watched Francisco his , gently tugging his hair and ing his deeper into his mouth. " that's so nice, you sure know how to use your mouth." He groaned, letting his head fall back while ing Franciscos mouth, the throbbing in his mouth. "If your mouth feels half as good as your was does, then I'll think I'll move you into my room."

@Jong Jin A shiver ran down his spine, feeling the hot trail that the man's finger left behind in its wake. Oh God (almost literally) did the touch of another being feel like bliss. It was as if he was a plant, having been deprived of water and on the verge of wilting, when finally, a watering can was drowning him in the waves of rapture. Fransisco perked up at the mention of ordering new clothing – could he finally wear skinny, ripped jeans and shorts again? "I'll do whatever you want, man, just let me wear some normal clothes," he said with an appreciative groan, helping the other man slide his slacks off next. "Jongjin, huh? I prefer Jin, then," the younger man replied simply, stepping closer so that their bodies were barley centimetres apart. His knees almost gave way, feeling the multiple stimulation to his body; he wanted to cry in relief. "You have no idea.. I'm so glad I got transferred here, . Oh , it feels so good to finally be free," Fransisco moaned, nodding eagerly at Jongjin's words. "I literally offer you my body to do as you please, just– just, , touch me." Everything was spilling out at once; the pent up frustration of several years primarily. He didn't need to be told twice – within a blink, the tall male was on his knees, already working on ing and sliding down the priest's pants. The sight of a fully erect and massive greeting him was something he'd never forget. Letting out a happy noise, he surged forward, lips parting to engulf the head into his mouth, hands resting upon Jongjin's thighs to stabilize himself.

@Francisco If anything, the younger's reactions were priceless, and Jong Jin wouldn't have traded it for anything as he watched Francisco take his shirt off. A soft chuckle left him, the man reaching to run his hand along the other's chest, feeling the muscles that had him groaning deeply. ", you're beautiful.." he muttered, glancing back at the nun and waving his hand. "That can be arranged, all the nuns have a personal closet with normal clothing in it, I'll let you have a catalog to order some new clothing...and some outfits for me to see, of course." Jong Jin replied, his hands sliding down to Francisco's pants where he began to undo them, his lips. "Oh, and behind closed doors, you may call me Jong Jin, or really whatever you want." he said, tugging the boy's out of his pants and smirking. "Wow, they really did a number on you, didn't they sweet heart? Don't worry, you'll adjust sooner than you think." Jong Jin mused, rubbing his thumb over the younger's tip and feeling himself grow hard in his own pants. "Don't question it, just give in, I know you're dying to be ed. I could smell the lust radiating off you last night.." he mused, reaching around to grab a handfull of Francisco's while nipping his jaw. "Why don't you get down on your knees and worship my , hm? It'll need to be well lubed to go in your little ."

@Jong Jin If mind-ery had a definition, it would be this. Not only was the priest, the ing /priest/ of the church, openly cursing, but apparently.. this was a house in essence? What the hell was going on? "I.." he trailed off, flabbergasted. Fransisco simply took the man's hand, unsure of what to really think anymore. Even though he never believed in any of it, the training that had been beaten into him for years was at least voicing out its concern. Even more mind-boggling was the damn room. "Holy .. literally.." the young man watched in fascination as multiple groups of people, supposed nuns, were actively going at it. Was this some sort of corrupt church that had been created specifically to corrupt the ways of the Lord? "I'd say 'Lord Jesus' but.. why do I have a feeling he's here in the room too," Fransisco muttered under his breath as they walked out of the room. The sounds of people screaming and filled his ears; it had been so long since he had heard obscene noises like that, he almost wanted to cry. The younger male's attention slowly focused upon the Father – was he even allowed to be called that anymore? – when matters turned to his role here. "Right.." he responded slowly, watching the door close behind them before his focused shifted back to the other. It had been so long since anyone other than himself had touched him that Fransisco was honestly willing to do anything at this point. "I'm so glad I don't have to wear these in'–" he sighed in relief when he was finally able to pull off that damn formal shirt. "Although.. I don't have any other clothes.." the man mused idly, lips curving down into a frown, eyes watching the other male slowly.

@Francisco Okay, Jong Jin had to admit, this was the best reaction he'd seen yet out of all his converts, the man shaking his head as he fought not to snort. ", I'm sorry, that was perfect and priceless," he said, clearing his throat as he tried to regain himself. "Come on Frankie, you're a smart kid, I think you know exactly what's going on." Jong Jin said, reaching to turn off the monitor and stand straight, offering his hand to the young man and leading him out. "Come, let me show you." he replied, heading down the hallway toward the chapel. "Yes, my dear, this exactly what your little mind thinks it is, and you're free to curse and do whatever you please, so long as it's not in front of church members of the congregation. Only the nuns know what goes on behind closed doors," The door to the chapel was pushed open to reveal a room filled with men and women alike having , Jong Jin smirking at the sight as he greeted everyone. "Good after noon, all." he called, the collected bunch turning to Jong Jin and replying back. "Good afternoon, father." before returning to their activities. "Daily chapel meetings are a must, even if you don't anyone. It's a ritual to keep the flow of peace in the church, isn't that right everyone?" The room responded with yes's, some even crying out as they came. Jong Jin merely walked through like it was nothing, heading toward his bedroom and shutting the door behind them. "There are many rooms with many purposes, you will learn as you stay. But the one thing you will remain aware of is that you will always serve me directly. Oh and you don't have to wear those clothes every day." he said, reaching to the top button of Francisco's shirt. "Come...why don't we get to know each other better?" he asked, stroking the boy's cheek.

@Jong Jin Confused, Fransisco took a seat in the chair offered, glancing over at the Father as he took his own seat. There was a monitor there that was pointed to him. Was he going to be shown some lame- motivational video of how he was supposed to "love the Lord" and "respect" and ity . Fransisco was this close to just begging for the church to shut up about the good dear Lord. But as Father Won kept speaking, he could feel something was very wrong. The way he was talking, it reeked of uality– all thoughts were halted in his mind when the Father showed him a video.. of himself. Last night. What the actual ? At this point, he was ready to expect expulsion, because how would he explain to the father that– and yet again Father Won through him a curveball. The man was openly using such explicit terms? Fransisco's jaw dropped slightly, completely taken aback by the fact that the Father was speaking as if he was the devil himself. What had gotten into this priest? Things were going so fast it took him a bit to process the fact that the male was essentially telling him he was his personal . "Um.. first of all.." he began, trying to formulate the questions in his head. Unable to do so, he simply glanced down at the finger stroking his skin, pausing for a moment before sliding his eyes back onto the priest's face. "What the ?" It felt so immensely good to curse out loud.

@Francisco Jong Jin's smirk spread even wider, the man letting a soft grunt of a chuckle passing his lips. "I'm sure you are," He replied, standing to his feet and moving aside from his chair. "Please, have a seat, there's something I want to show you." he said, waiting for the nun to move around and sit in his own desk chair. "You see, around here, we have a strict ruling to uphold, and that is service," Jong Jin began, leaning on the desk as he gazed down at Francisco. "I'm sure you sense it, Francisco, we are not a normal church. There are many secrets hidden within our walls, secrets that I will trust you to uphold." He began searching for the camera in Francisco's room, but didn't hit play...not just yet. "You see, I am the head of this household, and as such I am required to be serviced and taken care of, as I'm the priest and father." he then hit play on the screen, smirking widely as he showed the boy footage of him ing the night before, crossing his arms. "I'll admit, I didn't think you were such a , but you surprised me. Most people who join our church are s and must be converted to being my good little slaves and ministers of pleasure for the lord," he mused, leaning closer to the boy's ear. "You, however, seem to be very fitting of the role of a ...and as such, I'm going to keep you as my personal toy, a good role model for the other nuns of the church." he cooed, stroking the boy's skin. "So...tell me, what's going on in that pretty little head of yours? Hm?"

@Jong Jin When was the last time he had woken up so loose-limbed and relaxed? Perhaps joining the church hadn't been the worst, although it was too early to tell. Once he was dressed in his formal clothes again – a simple white shirt and black slacks – Fransisco made his way towards Father Won's office, knocking on the door. As he stood in front of the man, he couldn't help but notice a slight change in the other's demeanour. While still suspicious, last night, the Father had been more polite. Today.. there was this gleam in his eyes, and that odd smile on his face, that kept Fransisco on high alert. "I did, thank you, Father," he responded in kind, bowing his head. It hurt for him to be so polite, but unfortunately he had an image to keep. The mention of deviance from the norm piqued his interests, however. Clearly intrigued, the young man nodded, crossing his arms across his chest. "What would you like me to do, Father? I am willing to serve you, and the Lord, in the name of the church and Him," he spoke like rote, hating that he remembered his training so well. ing nuns would pay when he got out of here.

@Francisco Just like that Jong Jin could tell that Francisco would be a great addition to the church, having one of the boys pull up the video footage of his bedroom. Yes, every room had a camera in it, and Jong Jin could see and keep up with everything his loyal servants did, a smirk gracing his features when he noticed just what the nun was doing. "Well well...seems I won't have to convince him of much," he chuckled, waving his hand over the screen to use his black magic, placing the image of himself in the nuns mind. It worked like a charm, the boy all over himself, chuckling as he let one of the other nuns him off. "I think he'll be a fine addition." the man muse aloud, hearing a response from the rest of the group that agreed. The following morning, Jong Jin waited in his office for Francisco, his hands folded together as he saw the male enter. "Good to see you again, Francisco, I take it you slept well?" he asked smirking from ear to ear at the site of the young man. Instead of his mass robe, he was dressed in a simple black shirt and dress slacks, a white priest collar to match. "I wanted to discuss your roles around the church, as...we have a different way of running things around here than most churches."

@Jong Jin Father Won was being... odd. There was something about him that prickled the back of Fransisco's neck; something that was telling him that there was more to his looks than just a pretty face. Keeping quiet as they toured around, he took in his surroundings, learning the layout of the church. Certainly, there had to be places here where he would be left alone and would not need to put up a front. Once the tour was done, he turned to the man, almost raising an eyebrow at the hand on his shoulder. Were priests supposed to be so tactile? "Of course, Father. I'll.. keep that in mind." Fransisco watched the man leave, glancing around to see if there was anyone around before focusing his eyes upon the retreating man's . , he was hot. Really needing his space, the male made his way towards his assigned bedroom, eternally grateful for the fact that he had his own, private room. Chucking his duffel bag into one corner, he disrobed quickly – he hated these ing clothes – and slid into bed in just his underwear. In no time, the young man was himself to the image of his past lover, grunts quiet and barely audible even to himself; consequence of having been imprisoned in a covenant. For some reason, the face of his ex blurred into the mysterious features of the man he had just met with. And like that, Fransisco ed into the silence of the night. He didn't spend too much time pondering over why he just came to the mental picture of a Father, and instead simply went to sleep.

@Francisco Out of all the nuns that Jong Jin had met, this one was...the most desirable he'd seen yet. The stench of lust radiate off of him, that much was clear, which showed the priest that this "innocent" looking nun wasn't as innocent as he appeared. He was pretty, that much was certain, and it had the man smirking a bit as he looked him up an own, a soft chuckle leaving his lips. "Come, let me show you around." Jong Jin replied, giving the young nun a small tour of the large church from the lower floor. "Finally we have the hall to the rooms and to the offices. Down there is your bedroom, last door on the left, and down the other end is our office facility," The man turned to Francisco, smiling as he placed a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Do stop by tomorrow...there's a few things I'd like to go over with you," His hand squeezed the younger's shoulder. "And of course, my door is always open to you..." he said, biding the younger good day before heading off to his own living quarters for a...well, private mass with some of the nuns.

@Jong Jin Life couldn’t have taken a worse turn. Not only had the nuns training him force him into submission, forcing him to believe in stupid- Lord and preach his doings, but now they were sending him to an actual church. Had his parents not sold him off to the damn covenant, Francisco would have been a damn good model. His body was made for people to worship; but here, he was doing the exact /opposite/ of what he was born for. As he entered his new place of stay, the man kept a straight face, nose crinkling only the slightest at the sight of the priest. If it weren’t for how drool-worthy the man was, Fransisco would have had a much harder time being civil. “Eager, yes,” he replied neutrally, bowing in a similar kind. He had to put up a front, because if the nuns back at his covenant found out he was disrespecting the priest, dark times were coming his way... “It’s a pleasure to be able to serve the Lord,” he quoted his teacher blandly, barely repressing the sigh that threatened to escape his lips. “Where will I be staying?” he asked, wanting to hurry along so he could at least play with himself in the confines of his room; it had been too long since he had been out and away from the watchful eyes of his teachers.

@Francisco "Our father, which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name," It was another ordinary in the church for Jong Jin, conducting afternoon mass as he often did. It was a requirement after all, and as priest of the church, he was a /very/ dedicated man. Or so it seemed. On the outside Jong Jin was the perfect man, on the inside, he was the devil in disguise. Yes, that's right, Satan himself in human form, the man searching and yearning to corrupt the church. No one knew his secret, but everyone knew he was screwing the nuns in the name of the Lord, and they all followed him blindly. After mass, it was time to welcome the new nuns from the convent to the church, only one today, a young man named Francisco, and boy was he ready to welcome him into the flock. "Francisco, do come in, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm father Won," he greeted, bowing to the male and grinning. "I take it you're eager to join the church, you're one of our more young nuns."