#{threads:phoenix}

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@finalepic based on this

"you brought me here to 'pray,'" phoenix whispered in a hissing fashion at the other as their hand continued to drift further up his skirt. phe couldn't deny the immediate reaction from his body. the way that the other could touch him so easily and instantly make his blood boil with the heat of wanting was not at all fair. the mafia heir glanced around to the empty pews behind him and then turned back around. "-was it all a chance to fuck me in a church?"

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phoenix knew what was expected of her. her appearance was all but the only thing that mattered. yes, she had to do some things around to keep the world around them organized, but she was a human amongst a pack of werewolves that used her as all but a toy. so she never wore much besides a babydoll, this time red with matching lingerie beneath, and small heels. all to create an appetizing sight before they bared down onto her. the sound of a door broke her from checking her make-up. “dadd//y?”

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"perhaps," phoenix whispered. the bright eyes narrowed to her. "i'll be so quiet for you. just don't tease me," he replied with a soft, gentle whine to follow. normally, it would have been louder, but he was trying to keep the orders given to him. eyes up, he felt his body shudder with excitement and pleasure as got down in front of him and slid her tongue across the head of his arousal. a soft gasp, just loud enough for her, sounded. all the same though, he managed to keep his composure. one hand slid up his neck, over the see-through button down (phoenix had not been prepared to go to church) and gently touching his chest before coming back down. "please? please, daddy. i need you," he said softly eyes still forward, lower body stiff.

the smirk on her face grew, her confidence only rising as she noticed phoenix’s reaction. the way he shifted, even just slightly, was all the encouragement she needed. with a playful glint in her eye, she let her hand linger a moment longer, teasing him just a little more. "hmmm, i see. perhaps i can convince you to come more often to church then," she whispers softly against his ear. her finger hooking against his garment to pull it aside. "the kind that would make you think you're the savior himself," she kisses the side of his ear. she buries her face in the crook of his neck, her hand moving to his length. "i need you to be very quiet, okay?" she speaks against his skin. "we don't want to disturbs those praying behind us," she smiles mischievously. slowly, she makes her way in front of him and kneel in the tight space. she looks at him with a smile as she parts his legs. "look at him," he motions to the front. her hand holding his slightly erected self. teasing his tip with her tongue.

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phoenix couldn't stop the gasp, but he could disguise it. it was quick, but it worked as a cough. for now. the woman suddenly had him wrapped around her finger. the way her hand disappeared up his skirt, palming the growing arousal through the gentle satin beneath was that of an expert. "can't help my upbringing. we weren't a...a! damn. we weren't a r-religious family," he whispered in turn. bright eyes narrowed at her, but all the same he slid his pale, thick thighs further apart. "you're going to worship me? i suppose that's fine. what sort of worship though, daddy?"

"no, i brought you here to worship," she purred, her voice breaking the silence of the sacred space. "i might have just conveniently left out who i was going to worship," her sultry voice broke the tranquility of the sacred space, sending ripples through the calm atmosphere. "my, my, such an inappropriate word in such a sacred place," the irony in her appeal seethes deeply. her hand moves to touch the inside of his thigh, pulling the other leg to part his precious legs. "like i said, i am here to worship you," she whispers softly against his ears. "do you have any protest about it?" she asks, tilting her head to the side while her hand moves to boldly take hold of him.