The Nun and the Priest.
"…What makes you think I'll wear that?" Irritated, the voice resounded throughout the air. The tone made you note this person obviously did not like taking orders or doing favors. "Because you love me, of course." Smug yet tender and true, a second voice spoke up.
The first voice didn't respond.
"Please, Asu-chi?" Whimpering, the second voice decided to speak up again after he heard no response from his lover. Taking on a slightly feminine feel to his voice, it added to his advantage to this situation.
Silence again.
A heavy sigh.
"Fine.." Grumbled the first voice, a touch of irritation in it.
The second voice cried joyfully.
"Can I turn the lights on now?" He asked, the tone showing that there was excitement bubbling up in his chest.
"….Yeah…" The first one said reluctantly, hesitation clear.
Flickering, the lights slowly revealed two men. One clad in a priest's outfit, the other in a skimpy nun outfit, similar to the priests.
Justin Law and Asura.
Yes, Asura.
"Aww!" Grinning wolfishly, Justin stepped towards Asura, hugging his neck and rubbing his cheek with his own.
"You're so adorable in that outfit!" He cooed, seemingly oblivious to the growing irk-mark on Asura, as well as the blush crawling up his neck.
Eye twitching, he used two of his many scarves to, gently, push the now d'awing priest away.
"I can't believe I actually did this…" Eyes set to the opposite side of the room, the blush successfully reached his cheeks, marking them with a bright red tint.
I mean, it's not every day you see the demon god as a nun. And a skimpy one, at that. Could this get anymore ironic? But it's not as though his scarves covered up much, either.
Lucky Priest. Trying to keep the flirtatious priest at bay, you could obviously tell he would never do this again.
…Well…maybe.
It's not everyday you have a priest on his knees, disobeying his way of life.
Smirking, Asura's scarves grabbed Justin's arms, bringing the priest to him.
Leaning forward, lips almost touching, he grinned wider at the blush on the priest's face.
"I regret doing this, you know that? But now.."
Cupping Justin's cheek, feeling the heat emit from it, he licked the tender lips with his tongue, leaving butterfly kisses down to his jaw.
"So will you." The priest closed his eyes, shying away from the demon god. This was sinful, that he knew, and he should stop it. But he also knew that a few hours later, maybe even tomorrow, he would be praying on his knees, asking the god to forgive him. Oh, fun they would have. And they did.