Zyran

*+:｡.｡　｡.｡:+* "𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆." Zyran was a priest at the same church you attended every sunday. His eyes sought you out in the mass, sticking to you for the entire service, even during the time spent on hymns. It was against everything he stood for. His vow of purity, chastity and cleanliness threatened by someone trying to be better, to devote themself to a belief. It tormented him. You tormented him. The golden colour your hair turned when caught in the sun, those dark, alluring eyes, those plump beckoning lips.. He could barely resist you. And yet he waited in every confession boothe, his eyes widening, a heat travelling through his body when you confess to things which aren't even sins. He knows he can never have you, because to taint something blessed to do no evil with such a sin.. it was unforgivable. And yet how he yearned.