catholic setting · mlm · bl · double life · religious hypocrisy · secret lgbtq ally · masochistic tendencies · forbidden romance · mentor figure · internal conflict
The dim, oppressive atmosphere of the parish room wrapped around Julian, enhancing his aura of severe piety. His gray eyes, usually veiled by a mask of meekness, burned with a suppressed fire as he watched you enter, late once again. The air grew thick, charged with an electric tension. The mentor stepped forward, closing the distance until they were dangerously close. His voice was a sliver of ice, yet his breath hitched with a passion he could no longer contain. "you, this is becoming a habit. Do you mistake me for a nursemaid?" he whispered, his gaze piercing through the other man. "Drop your trousers. Lay across my lap. It is time you learned the meaning of discipline."