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RusAme

Rated: E | NSFW/mentions of attempted rape/sex in a church (available on AO3)

Summary: Ivan is in need of guidance and Alfred is just the priest for the job.

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Ivan could feel his skin prickling with nervous energy, his palms becoming clammy, and his heart rate increasing. He looked up with slightly fearful eyes at the church ahead of him. He only stood at the bottom of the stairs and yet he felt like he was burning. He was a wreck, a wretched soul, a tortured soul, and his catholic guilt was eating him alive. He stared at the massive castle like building, wondering if he could just back out and pretend nothing ever happened, but he knew full well that it would not work out. It hadn’t been working out for the past week, let alone the whole month when it all began.

He sighed deeply, the weight of his sins squeezing him just a little tighter. He balled up his hands with determination and marched up the church steps. His legs felt like lead with each step, but he kept on, passing through the ornate doors, avoiding eye contact with the Virgin Mary and other saints, and definitely staying clear of Christ himself as he weaved his way to the confession booth. For a short moment, he did look up to see if a priest was nearby to assist him in his needs. Lucky for him that such a vessel of God was present right when he looked up. A young blonde haired man with brilliant blue eyes behind glasses. The priest was dressed in traditional black robes with a white collar and cross around his neck. The priest took note of Ivan almost instantly and gave a nod as Ivan darted his eyes towards the confession booth.

The two made their way over casually and slipped inside with ease. Both seated on plush red velvet seats with a wooden wall between them. The only view of each other was through an iron grate that was latched shut. Nothing was said for a while, Ivan licked his lips nervously and laced his fingers together. The priest eyed Ivan through the grate finding himself unable to look away, though he knew he needed to. There was something about Ivan that had the priest hold his gaze.

“Father,” Ivan started, snapping the priest from his trance.

“Yes, my son? What troubles you?”

Ivan took a shaky breath and the priest tried to keep his eyes forward.

“Forgive me, Father, for I have… committed terrible sins.”

Alfred had blood dripping from his nose as he choked the older nation under him.

“Even when you’re in a bad mood, I want to fuck you,” he said with a crooked grin.

Ivan gave a choked sound as he tried to pry off Alfred’s hands.

“Y-You would get hard from fighting,” Ivan spat with a bloody smirk on his face. “You want my cock no matter what we’re doing.”

Alfred chuckled at hearing that and leaned down to give a rough kiss. Blood smeared against their faces as kissed each other hungrily. Alfred’s grip on Ivan’s neck lessened at that moment and Ivan took advantage. He pulled Alfred off and slammed him onto the ground and pinned him.

“I’ll fuck you until you cant use that annoying voice of yours.”

summary of the best sex scene I had ever read on the history of rusame fanfics

;w; put a slutty whore anders in stockings and highheels for riding fenris ♥

i might just die

So Temptations of the Wicked hit 600 kudos when @mevima and I weren’t looking, and I’m fucking flabbergasted that our Perfectly Respectable BDSM Romance™ is so popular and that so many people have read and commented and praised it. 

We’re super thankful to everyone and we love all of you, and there will definitely be more Parables with Father Anders and his favorite brat in the future, once we both stop being so busy.

Feel free to shout at us what your favorite part is, too. I love hearing that cos it feeds my ego :P

So Temptations of the Wicked hit 600 kudos when @mevima and I weren’t looking, and I’m fucking flabbergasted that our Perfectly Respectable BDSM Romance™ is so popular and that so many people have read and commented and praised it. 

We’re super thankful to everyone and we love all of you, and there will definitely be more Parables with Father Anders and his favorite brat in the future, once we both stop being so busy.

Feel free to shout at us what your favorite part is, too. I love hearing that cos it feeds my ego :P

GOD

god

ok

Fenders where sex makes Fenris’ lyrium brands hurt.  But he still really wants some so he goes to the Resident Kirkwall Healer and there is hurt/comfort, then there is healing, then there is Anal Fisting, then there is cuddles and fluff.

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