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In nomine Patris
My name is Father Lukas Schreiber and I am a wehrmacht Chaplain. At times of war like this, most think these men are godless monsters though I would serve no purpose if that were true. As they charge upon the battle field I am there behind for the final rite.
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Father can I get on my knees and take communion. ;)
Lukas was absolutely frozen, speechless for a while. When he finally swallowed down a gasp he spoke up. “I...don’t think you’re talking about receiving the Lord are you....”
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"Hello, Ah'm lookin' for a Father Schreiber. Ah'm Father Anderson and Ah was told he could help me with some translations." (executioner-priest)
Lukas looked up from his book, smiling at the visitor. “Of course...Just show me what you need translated and I can get to work on it.”
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I'm angry father, I feel the need to kill. I want to hurt these men that run through our streets claiming they know what's best for our country. Father I want to slaughter them.
“To murder...is a mortal sin. To murder even...a subjugator without just cause is still sin. You seek to slaughter those who hurt others. You have a righteous anger...something that, when directed properly can foster good. But such animosity, such wrath...that can not be nurtured. You must snuff it out.”
In a way Lukas understood such anger, such wrath. However, there was something darker in those heated words. Something volatile.
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Father, could you take my confession?
Lukas was fixing books before he heard a voice. He turns around and smiles. “Of course my child.”
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my armenian father getting angry at a squirrel
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🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 "Father, you don't look too well. Can I get you anything?'
Lukas jumped as he saw Roise, hiding his erection with his drink. “I...um, I am quite fine.”
Oh gosh no...not right now!
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Flame x5
Oh this was not good, not good at all. He pulled in a breath, trying to push down on his growing reaction. Just why was he feeling hot and bothered now...of all times? Lukas folded the paper and placed it in his shirt pocket. He made his way to the kitchen and pulled two beers from the icebox. Lukas pressed one to the back of his neck and greedily began to suckle on the lip of the other beer.
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🔥🔥🔥🔥
Lukas stood at the pulpit, attempting to practice a homily when he felt a tightness grow within his belly. He gripped at the paper in his hand, his breath becoming shallow.
“Ahem,” he cleared his throat, pulling at his collar.
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For every “🔥” My Muse gets, their body temperature and arousal level will rise. After x8, they will start to pleasure themselves, anyway they can..Or ask another to help them..
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Your Rosie is lying about being kinky. Save her from committing sin by lying
Lukas blushes. “She...ahem, is lying you are correct.”
“Although I think lying might be the least of her sins.”
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Daddy I've been really naughty lately.
“Um....well, I ha..,” He begins to sweat nervously, “I’m not sure I am the one to help you my dear.”
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levixthxn-thegirl:
Her breath hitched lightly under her breath, taken aback for a moment by his forwardness. But then again, she couldn’t be more ready for him. Knowing that they’re staying past their welcome, the riders ushered their prince’s horse to follow them, making their way into the woods, leaving the major and the prince to each other.
“Well, that could come to you without question. You’d rule with me and not a single soul could stop us.” she grinned, letting him have his way with her, even for just this moment. “A tempting offer, no?”
A growl met his lips. “Then yes, give it to me, give it all to me!” He demanded, as he ripped away Ambrosine’s panties and forced apart her thighs. “You think you could find a better man then me? PAH!” He stole another kiss from Ambrosine, sloppy and demanding as he then began to grind into her.
“I am hungry, starving for a woman like you...give me that glory...that power I rightfully desire!”
He pulls her hand to his hair, freeing his grasp so that he can lift her into his arms.
Daemonic by Heart //Open
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“Well, now I am a more…capable version of myself, and finally got the throne I willfully deserved. And as for the carnal desire we both want,” she leaned up into his hand, smirking as she whispered, “Whenever you think you’re ready to even handle me.” She lowered her head back down, staring up at him when a thought popped into her head. A very…tempting thought.
“You know, I’ve been needing someone like you by my side. You’re wasting on these humans and their silly spat, you know this and as do I. Let me show you the glory you’re capable of.”
Glory...the thought was compelling, and abandoning this petty war as well? Could that also be a possibility? Well he would just have to take her offer and see now wouldn’t he.
“Glory you say?” He muses, just as his hand at Ambrosine’s side idly moves under her robe to toy past her dress. “Is that all...but what if I want more, what if I want power?” He grips tighter at her wrist as he pulls at Ambrosine’s panties.
Daemonic by Heart //Open
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More and more she wanted to sink her teeth into him, using his curiosity to her gain. He seemed like a clever thing, not one to be led astray or to be toyed with so easily. But something else about him itched at her. And she wanted him for it.
The kiss he took from her was a display of his untamable anger that she made him feel, and oh god was it worth being in the dirt for it. This time it did indeed leave her panting and breathless.
“I could tell you unless you’re playing to have your way with me on the cold ground beforehand. Which, would be fun but we could do that later.”, she laughed at her joke, shaking her head. “I was a witch, yes, technically I still am. I was partially human before, well, I gave it all up.”
Lukas lifted his brow at Ambrosine’s words, still confused and unsure what it all meant. A witch...partially human? All of that was just the stuff mothers told their children so they would go to bed and be good. What priests told their parishioners in ancient times so that they would avoid the devil.
He moved one of his hands from Ambrosine’s wrists, down to her waist, his brow lifting as he keyed in to her other words.
“Oh? Would you now? And how far later would that be hm?”
Daemonic by Heart //Open
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