@hemat0lasluts based on this and the gif choice
drew gasped as his hands were bound further above his head, now by his own rosary. all of this inside the confessional was worthy of his head spinning. coming through all of this to remove himself fully of his sins of his old career and then to end up like this. was it his fault that the two of them had such a connection? that there were sparks and yearning from the first minute? he would argue that it wasn't.
a case could be made for other things though. having once been a dancer, drew was not without just copious lingerie. and maybe once or twice, things flashed. it was not to tease, maybe to just...-well, he wasn't going to admit that to himself. yet.
that was what confessionals were for! to unburden the self of sin. ironic when he had began to speak. in truth, drew didn't know that the one he was confessing about was on the other side. he didn't know that what he had done hadn't gone unnoticed. not until they had all but barreled into his side and drawn his hands up above his head and his legs spread in the heavy robes. "y-you...you look to remove your own sins upon m-my flesh?"
