Warning: This scene contains graphic sexual content involving a very sexy Scottish priest, if this offends you...WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

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Chapter 22: Seducing the priest

3POV

A few hours had passed since Father Anderson had left Avery with the children. He had been watching for a while as he carried out his duties. Surprised, he had to admit- by how caring the ex demon was to the children. It was bizarre to see a once vicious demon have such an obvious maternal instinct; demons were not known for their emotions or their empathy.

Making his way down the long corridor Father Anderson noticed Marcell and three other children running past him carrying small boxes full of clothes. Tilting his head to the side he watched the children run up the corridor and into Avery's new room. As he approached the bedroom door he heard the children laughing and a female laugh. He blinked a few times as the pleasant sound filled the corridor, he had never heard the demon actually laugh; Avery just snorted and chuckled a lot never a full belly laugh.

He watched in silence as the scene unfolded in front of him. The redhead messed around with the four children who were helping her set up her room. The kids seemed happy, they were all laughing and smiling which in turn made the priest smile. Avery had picked up one of the children, a little blonde girl called Sarah. As he smiled at the scene one of the children turned around and broke the moment.

"Hello Father Anderson!" The child greeted causing the whole company to turn around to face the door. The priest stood up from the door and greeted the children with a warm smile; Avery tilted her head slightly in confusion as the priest gave her a bizarre look; looking down to the little girl in her arms and raised an eyebrow at the priest.

"I have some helpers, these little'uns wanted to help me move my things into my new room." Avery stated as the kids turned and nodded happily, they seemed proud of their work. Marcell stood with his two friends a younger redhead boy and a brown haired boy.

"I see so you have turned them into little working donkeys?" Anderson chuckled at the children who giggled.

"Whoever has two tunics is to share with him who has none, and whoever has food is to do likewise." Marcell stated proudly to the priest who raised an eyebrow and smiled widely at the child.

"Very good Marcell. What book is that scripture from?" He asked as he walked into the room.

"Luke! It's from Luke 3:10-11 Father!" Marcell and the other boys shouted happily.

"Very good that is right. You have been studying the word." Anderson smiled down at the children who all beamed happily at their mentor. Avery shook her head slightly as she watched the exchange between the older children and the Iscariot priest.

"Yes I have. We all have been studying." Marcell exclaimed happily as he pulled out his bible from his coat. Avery frowned slightly, she did not approve of force feeding religion into children as young as these. The little girl in her arms giggled as Avery bounced her in her arms, she was only a baby couldn't have been older than two.

Anderson looked up and watched as the former demon bounced the little girl in her arms. Sarah giggled happily at the redhead who was no longer paying attention to the religious exchanged which were being made. Anderson raised his eyes from the children and was slightly taken aback at the sight in front of him; he could not help but smile as he watched the redhead play with the little girl. "That's very good, now Miss Avery and I need to have a chat. There is a football match going on in the playground. Why don't you go and join in?" Anderson said as he children nodded and ran out of the room.

"Oh! Bye Nanny Avery! Bye Father!" The kids chuckled as they ran off. Anderson nodded towards the little girl in her arms causing her to giggle. Avery sighed as she called over to the boys.

"Marcell, could you take Sarah back to her room first please." Avery asked as she passed the little girl down to the young boy who stretched her arms back out to the demon with a frown.

"Thank you Marcell"

Avery POV

Poor little Sarah, she seemed so sad about being taken away. She was such a cutie with her blonde curls, she reminded me so much of a baby Integra. I always had a soft stop for little girls; maybe it was me looking for something to fill the void my daughter left.

With a sigh, I turned back around to face the Scottish priest who had crossed his arms and lent on the desk next to my new bed.

"What did you come to see me for Alex?" I sighed as I shut the door to my room. The blonde priest straightened up and frowned slightly at the use of his first name.

"Don't call me Alex…." He snapped slightly causing me to chuckle at him.

"What do you need?" I ask as I leaned against the door crossing my arms.

"…I wanted to come and see if you had settled into your room." The priest began as he raised his hands up in mock self defence. Was he mocking me? What a smug git.

"Yes, I am settling in as you saw the children were helping me, they are little sweethearts I have to say." I stated as I moved from the door and continued to unpack my things.

"They seem to like you. Sarah seems a bit taken by you I must say." The priest said in a tone I thought was almost warm.

"She is a little angel- if you will excuse the irony." I said with a smile as I thought about the little girl she was a little Integra.

"Yes, her parents abandoned her to the church when she was a newborn. She is a bastard child…" The priest began; his words made me think of my own child that I had lost because she was a bastard…what my mother had done. Perhaps Anderson could see that I was upset and he stopped talking.

"…how could anyone abandon a child?" I growled as I unpacked some clothes into a wardrobe quite violently causing the priest to step back slightly. He was fearless when fighting demons but by the looks of it, an angry woman scared him a little more than he would like to admit.

"Everyone has their reasons; it's all Gods will in the end of the day." He spoke as she crossed his arms over his chest.

"Don't start with that God bullshit." I growled slamming the wardrobe door onto my finger. "Jesus fucking Christ ow!" I snapped as I pulled my finger into my mouth. I hated my human body; it was always in some kind of pain. If I wasn't my finger it was my back, if it wasn't my back I had a headache…it never seemed to be ending.

"What did I tell you about blaspheming in front of me?" Anderson snapped pulling my hand to him to examine my finger.

"Why are you so uptight Alex." I chuckle.

"Anderson…" He growls lowly as he examines my finger, there was a little blood coming from my nail. I may have hit it too hard; all I knew was that I stung like a bitch.

"You call me Harlot I will call you whatever I want. Do you prefer Alex or Eunuch?" I mock the blonde priest who glared back at me.

"You are a nightmare..." he sighed. He still had a hold of my hand; it was becoming slightly awkward at this point. Well for me at least…

"Alex….you still have a hold of my hand…." I state dryly as I look down at my hand. The priest blinked a few times and then let go of my hand and brought his hand up to his mouth to cough.

Anderson POV

I had completely forgot that I had a hold of her hand; looking down I notice that I am still holding her hand in my own. Avery chuckled to herself as I quickly released her hand and brought my own up to fake a cough. Anything to break that awkward moment…

"Well done Alex." Aver snorted as I rubbed the back of my hand to get the tingly feeling off of my skin. Rolling my eyes at the use of my first name, nobody called me Alex, damn it no one had called me Alex in decades. It was too strange to hear this woman causally saying it…

"You are not going to stop calling me Alex you?" I sighed as I looked over to the redhead who had started to place more clothes in drawers. How many clothes did we give her? I am sure we didn't give her this many? Has she been stealing clothes?

"Oh God no you are stuck with me calling you that from now on." Avery chuckled as she finished placing her clothes in the drawers.

"Grand…" I mutter to myself. I could feel it, the conversation was turning, I would get about five minutes of normal conversation from this woman and then she would try her best to make me suffer. If this was anything like the last few conversations we had she was about to try and serve me my manhood on a plate….great.

"You know if you lightened up even by a tiny bit and tried to see me as less of a monstrous beast and more of a person we may actually get along."

3POV

The redhead finished putting her things away she turned to the priest with a sigh. She was growing tired of the awkward exchange. She would much rather be left along and she was determined to get the priest to leave her in peace.

Pushing herself up onto the draws behind her she wiggled herself into a comfortable position and crossed her legs looking down at the blond priest.

"Don't you have to be in confession or something?" She asked as she crossed her legs over each other. The priest looked up at the woman who sat on the drawer, it was a strange to place herself, there was a perfectly good chair next to the bed...why had she not just sat down there?

"No…why would I need to go to confession?" Anderson asked with furrowed brows, he leaned against the wardrobe and looked up at the redhead. His heart dropped as he saw the familiar wicked grin spread across her face.

"Well our little roll round in the grass today, isn't there something you need to confess?" Avery purred as she leaned forward onto her thighs with a wide toothed grin causing the priest to stand up and growl defensively.

"….." He bit down on his tongue, he would not play into her hands, he was better than this. He had more control than that.

"I thought it was a sin for a priest to get a boner?" Avery continued happily "Or is it that you can get them but can't use them? Do you have to sit there and stare at it until it goes away?" She giggled as he looked down to her own crotch.

"Please stop talking…." Anderson sighed as he removed his glasses and cleaned them, taking a deep breath in he tried to remain calm but this woman seemed to know how to get under his skin, matters of his celibacy had never been an issue for him but it wasn't a topic which was widely discussed in the parish. Shaking his head he looked up at the redhead who was going off on a little tangent talking to herself.

"I mean all the men I have known always enjoy a wank; I don't understand how you and other priests do it? Or don't do it as the case may be? " That was it, he had to stop this conversation he was feeling entirely to uncomfortable with this whole situation and what annoyed him more was the fact that Avery had a stupidly big smirk on her face, she knew what she was doing and he was not about to be treated like some kind of fool.

"Will you stop talking about wanking?!" Anderson barked up at the redhead who stopped immediately a little shocked by the change in tone. Quickly composing herself once more, she pushed herself down off of the draws and made her way over to the priest who stood here staring down at the woman with contempt.

"I'm sorry is this conversation making you uncomfortable Father?" Avery purred as she ran her hands down the front of the priest's shirt. Avery smirked as she felt the priest tense under her touch, she could feel the outlines of his muscles under his shirt, licking her lips as she grin up at the priest who stood frozen at the scene. The redhead thought she would see how far she could push the priest before he snapped, running her hands down his body slowly she felt his breath catch in his throat, making a mental note of his reaction she began to drag her nails down his abs to his hipbones as she wrapped her fingers around the belt loop of his trousers.

With one quick move the priest growled and snatched her hand from his trousers, spinning her round and pinned her to the wardrobe door with loud thud. Avery coughed a little as the air left her lungs as her chest made contact with the wooden door.

"Well that was rude…" Avery mumbled against the wooden door, with a small squeak and a giggle she felt herself being spun back around against and pinned against the wall by one red faced priest.

"Woman, you had best stop that. You have no idea who you are dealing with." He growled as he pulled out a bayonet and held it to her check. She chuckled darkly and ran her tongue across the cold metal leaving a trail of fresh blood running down the blade.

"I know exactly who I am dealing with…" Avery purred as she licked the blood from the blade slowly locking eyes with the green orbs of the priest, causing him to swallow hard.

"…a priest that claims to be virtuous and holy yet seems to enjoy the way I touch him a little too much." She purred as she wrapped her hand around the gloved hand of the priest as she kicked the man in the chest sending him back onto her bed.

"Silence." He shouted as she pushed himself off of the bed. Avery caught his throat in her hands with a chuckle running her hand across his chest. Anderson stood in shock at the newfound strength of the woman. Her punches before had not hurt but now she was stronger, had she been holding back before?

"Am I wrong priest, admit it you like it when I touch you...you crave it. Even thought you know you want to hate it, you want my touch to make your skin crawl but it doesn't does it?" She purred into the priests ear as she pushed him back onto the bed and crawled on top of him, she was surprised that he was not fighting back more, he never did fight her. Did he want this?

Anderson POV

This fucking demon, I had no control over my own body anymore. This harlot! She had to still be a demon, she could not be a human and play me like this, she was in league with Satan, she had to be from the devil there was no way I was being played by a human. Not me, I had ripped apart monsters, destroyed vampires with ease.

"Get off me Harlot!" I growled as I tried to push the redhead off of me. Her laughter filled the air causing me to dig my nails into her arms. In one movement she pinned my arms above my head with one hand and had ripped open my shirt with the other. Was I weak? Where had this strength come from? I felt the air hit my chest and my hairs stood on end, I could feel my heart racing in my chest as the redhead began to grind down onto me. Throwing my head back with a groan I tried to recite all the scripture I could, anything to stop my body from feeling this way.

My body betrayed me as I let out a long moan, Avery had leaned forward and began trailing kisses down my neck and onto my chest. No one had ever touched my like this before, it was sinful! It was filthy, depraved but it felt so good. I could feel myself growing harder as she moved herself on top of me.

Lord, save me from temptation, Lord please, I beg you do not let me fall into this trap.

I shut my eyes and prayed silently, trying to do anything but pay attention to how my body was feeling. The harlot had taken hold of my hands and began to run them up and down her own body. I could feel the warmth of her skin radiating against my hands even through my gloves it was like electric.

"You are all words Anderson, you can quote you precious Bible to me all you want. Inside you are as much a sinner as me." Avery purred as she ran her lips across my jaw line. I swallowed hard and kept my eyes closed, afraid that if I caught site of her eyes I would lose myself entirely.

"I think you enjoy it. The temptation that is, you have never had to put up with it for this long have you. Normally, you would just cut me down but you can't can you? Your precious Bishop has given you orders and now you have to live with the fact that I am here, and you bet I will be here for a while, just down the corridor from you." She breathed as she ran her tongue over my bottom lip. I could not take his, how was I not fighting back. I could kill her I could run her through with my blade; it would take a second-just a second. Why was I letting her touch me like this? It was torture…divine and hellish torture.

"Do not lust in your heart after her beauty or let her captivate you with her eyes…" I recited over and over trying to remove the sinful images from my mind. This witchcraft she had over me had to end.

I could hear her chuckling at me, mocking me and the word of God. I would send her straight to hell, I tried to push her off of me but my body would not work, my arms and legs were like jelly. All I could feel was her warmth against me - she was driving me to madness.

"So you admit you lust over me? Can you imagine Alexander, the things I will be doing a few walls away from you every night. Does that make your heart beat a little faster when you think about it?" She whispered as she began to undo my belt and unzipped my trousers. Was she going to? No! She couldn't I took a vow. I gave myself to God.

"You won't break me Fury- I am a man of God!" I growled as I pushed her off of me sitting up from the bed I heard something drop to the floor. My curiosity got the better of me and I opened my eyes.

My eyes flew open in shock as I took in the image of the woman in front of me Avery had removed her clothes and stood in front of me in nothing but her underwear, my eyes ran over her uncovered body, the naked skin which was on show I tried to tear my eyes away but she took a hold of my jaw and turned me to face her once more.

Decades of training and I had been reduced to a gaping mess of a man. I was an embarrassment to the Lord. I was a failure, a traitor a sinner.

I let out a gasp as she straddled my waist, I could feel her warmth through the thin veil of her underwear. She pressed herself down onto me; I could almost feel her through the material, my only saving grace.

"You seem to forget who you are dealing with priest, you may be God's holy solider but I have brought kings to their knees!" She growled darkly as she ran her warm tongue over my ear.

Lord, save me please. I am so close to sin. I want to sin. I could feel the aching in my loins; I could feel my heart racing.

"I will never kneel to you Whore of Babylon! I will tear you apart I swear!" I barked back at the redhead who smirked and began to grind down onto me, I could feel her wetness through my boxers, if I made one wrong move my vow would be torn apart.

"…anyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart….That the book of Matthew isn't it?" Avery chuckled causing me to wrap my hands around her throat and squeeze hard as she began to choke. In one quick move she flicked her hips to the side and my hard cock was released from my boxers causing me to gasp and release her throat and cover my mouth in shock.

I could see the darkness in her eyes as she pushed me back onto my back and climbed on top of me, I thanked God for the small piece of fabric which shielded me from her core.

"You know you will…deep down in the darkest crevice of your soul – in the place where you hide all of your sinful desires. That side of you that you will never admit you have, that's where you want to kneel before me." Avery moaned as she rotated her hips and pressed down on my cock.

The fabric was not stopping any sensations, I could still feel every movement she made and it was bliss, I couldn't take much more I was breaking. God forgive me I wanted her; I wanted to grab her and pin her down and fuck her senseless. I wanted to feel the warmth of her core around me, I wanted to taste her, her sweet poison I wanted to let it slowly devour me. Oh Lord save me I am a sinner.

"You know what the funny thing is? I can see you fighting it, fighting your own sinful urges. I give you credit priest a lesser man would have given in already, you stand up to my expectations…but…We both know that if I really wanted to, I could break you right now and the best part…you want me to." Avery purred as she took a hold of my hair and brought her lips millimetres from mine. I could taste her, if either one of us moved we would be lost. I couldn't… I wouldn't let her seduce me like this. I am a weapon for God I am not a man that can be tempted in this way.

I threw my head back and let out a long moan as I felt the demon moving on top of me. "No!" I moaned as I closed my eyes and tried to think of any way to get my body to stop feeling the way it was. Avery giggled as she ran kisses down my neck causing me to shudder. I wanted to bring my hands up and touch her, I wanted to feel her, make her squirm like she was doing to me but I couldn't she was tearing my mind apart.

"You want me to break you so you would never have to it admit to your God that you wanted me for yourself." Avery whispered coldly in my ear. My eyes snapped back open as I tried to push her off of me. "Shut up! Your words are poison!"

"Maybe, but you are the one who thirst for it Father." She giggled as she continued to grind down onto my cock. "Go on priest, Warrior of God. Tell me I am wrong…" She purred as I threw my hands over my head and moaned out loudly. Lead me not into temptation…

"I will destroy you unholy harlot! You should be sent back to the fires of hell! You are an abomination." I shouted as I pushed her onto the bed next to me and brought my bayonet up to her throat making her giggle.

"Poor poor Alexander is this what you pray for each night? For someone like me to touch you like this...It's alright; I won't tell…God doesn't listen to me." She smiled as she completely ignored the blade.

"You are only human; you have no power over me!" I bark as I try to compose myself, why wasn't she faltering? I had a blade to her throat and she still mocked me.

"I don't need powers to break you priest" She chuckled. "We could fall into the sweetest sin together Alex. You just have to stop fighting it…"My eyes flew open in shock as she brought her lips up to meet mine. I let go of the blade causing it to fall onto the floor next to the bed. I could feel the warmth of her lips against mine. She tasted sweet as she pulled me onto her I tried so hard to pull away but I fell…

Bringing my hand up to cup her face I deepened the kiss, I could taste the metallic blood on her tongue it repulsed me but it was intoxicating. In one quick movement she had flipped me onto my back and tore her lips from mine. "Do you want to know the best thing about this? I could ruin you, break you and make you feel the best torture you could ever imagine….but….you disgust me." She spat coldly as she got off of me. I lay back panting, confused, aroused and broken. Had she been mocking me this entire time? Fuck, I wanted her. God save me soul, I wanted her and now she says I disgust her. The whore, she should disgust me!

"You disgust me Alexander Anderson...get out of my sight! Run to your God and pray for forgiveness. See if he can forgive all the things that have gone through your head. All the sinful desires you now find in your heart. Let's see if you can live with yourself now." She cackled as I pushed myself off of the bed and collected my bayonets, I could feel the anger building up inside me; the whore had made a fucking fool out of me. I wanted to destroy her, pin her to the wall and run her through with my blades I wanted to send her back to hell where she belonged. She was a monster!

I buttoned up my outer robe covering the mess of the shirt underneath and walked out of the room, I walked and walked and walked some more until I found my way back to my own room. Slamming the door behind me I fell to my knees and prayed for forgiveness…she had seduced me…and I didn't want her to stop.

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