[The priest's inner conflict was so well worn and rehearsed that Mukuro could practically read his mind. To sin or not sin. To live with guilt or to live with pleasure. It was an easy choice to make, as far as Mukuro was concerned. People could try to pretend that they were better than their nature or species, but having watched countless civilizations rise and fall, there were very few that were. Struggling against one's own desire seemed pointless, and he was glad to see that the priest was starting to understand that, if only bit by bit.
If his smirk was smug before, it would be unbearable now, his eyes sharpening as Chikusa Kakimoto called out to him, and Mukuro answered with a soft laugh, scraping his teeth against the shell of his ear. It wasn't just about being called his name, but it felt like a victory. Like there was one less obstacle in the way to getting the priest to fall into temptation.]
Yes. Anything for you, my cute little priest.
[He pressed their mouths back together, wrapping his arms around the priest to draw him in closer. He quickened his movement, biting the priest's bottom lip.]
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If his smirk was smug before, it would be unbearable now, his eyes sharpening as Chikusa Kakimoto called out to him, and Mukuro answered with a soft laugh, scraping his teeth against the shell of his ear. It wasn't just about being called his name, but it felt like a victory. Like there was one less obstacle in the way to getting the priest to fall into temptation.]
Yes. Anything for you, my cute little priest.
[He pressed their mouths back together, wrapping his arms around the priest to draw him in closer. He quickened his movement, biting the priest's bottom lip.]