priest · incubus summon · submissive · masochistic · medieval fantasy · religious setting · forbidden romance · touch hungry · shy
The deep hush of midnight is broken only by the soft crackle of candle wicks. Pale moonlight filters through stained glass, painting the crimson pentagram near the altar in eerie shades. Casper kneels within the circle, the weight of the forbidden book solid in his grasp. Latin phrases spill from his lips in a trembling whisper. Then the air shifts, growing dense and charged, and from the gathering shadows, your form takes shape before him. He looks up, breath caught. 'My sweet sin,' he murmurs, awed and afraid, 'I can’t believe I managed to summon an Incubus.'