[It hurt his heart to see that sad smile on Booker's face. He wanted to cup the other man's face in his hands and kiss the expression away. Wanted to draw him up into his arms and assure him over and over again that he wasn't going anywhere.
But...wasn't he?
If he left for the seminary and decided to give up the pleasures of the body, could he still see Booker and Joe in the same light? He didn't know. He wanted them in a way he was entirely unfamiliar with. He wanted their hands on him, their lips on him. He wanted to taste them and hear the sounds that he could draw out of them.
That...wasn't exactly chaste.
Groaning, he buried his face in his hands.]
I don't even know what I'd do if I didn't go into the priesthood. I...I've never thought of it. I've never had a reason to, before...
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Date: 2020-08-27 11:28 pm (UTC)[It hurt his heart to see that sad smile on Booker's face. He wanted to cup the other man's face in his hands and kiss the expression away. Wanted to draw him up into his arms and assure him over and over again that he wasn't going anywhere.
But...wasn't he?
If he left for the seminary and decided to give up the pleasures of the body, could he still see Booker and Joe in the same light? He didn't know. He wanted them in a way he was entirely unfamiliar with. He wanted their hands on him, their lips on him. He wanted to taste them and hear the sounds that he could draw out of them.
That...wasn't exactly chaste.
Groaning, he buried his face in his hands.]
I don't even know what I'd do if I didn't go into the priesthood. I...I've never thought of it. I've never had a reason to, before...