#Seriously MK should stop bastardizing the chant and bible

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Happy DADWC!!! Is that Sebastian Vael x Viper I see?? How about should i kneel and beg you to look at me again? as if you’re a saint? from the Call me a Sinner Prompts?

Title: On My Knees Breaking Vows Pairing: Sebastian Vael x The Viper | Ashur Vesparian Rating: Mature Word Count: 589 Warnings: Religious Themes, Adult Themes, FTM Sebastian, Bastardization of the Chant of Light (hahaha I do this to much), Rough Oral Smut, Magic use, body worship Authors Note: Hello Thank you so much for the prompt, welcome to my rare pair brainrot based of some lore puzzle pieces I put together. Most notably I read Sebastian as a Trans masculine individual, as well as a mage. I hope you enjoy this AU crack of mine. @dadrunkwriting - Veilguard

The Black Spire as it was called was not so different from the Cathedrals of the south. The incense was stronger, more fragrant and magic was used to assist the services. Yet he had never seen a service led by the Divine.

Those teal eyes had held him through the songs, he did not dare to break the gaze to look at the chant for the differences. He licked his lips, Ashur stood there leading the song, the veil kept his mouth hidden but for a moment those eyes darkened.

It was late by the time the chant had finished, and as people filtered out, with masked steps he slipped through to the library. There was a brush of magic as wards alerted him and then silenced. His lip quivered into a smirk. The shift in his weight was subtle as he stopped masking his steps. Afterall it was known he was here.

He slid the door open enough to slip through. There was a sizzle in the air and for a moment he could smell Myrrh. A glyph held him, it was Ashur's but the man wasn't in line of sight. A chuckle filled the quiet of the room.

"Sneaking into the Imperial Divine's Quarters, Brother Vael, what ever will Divine Victoria say?" There was a hum at the end, and Sebastian tried to turn against the glyph. "Who said you could look at the Divine, Sebastian." There was a rumble to his voice, and he licked his lips. The things he wanted, Maker, please help him. Clawed fingers trailed along his jaw. "Beg for it Sebastian." His eyes widened, beg for it. The breaking of his vows.. His mouth went dry as the glyph shattered, and released the hold on him.

Beg for his vows to be broken, beg for his leash to the south to be shattered. Beg for it.

He flexed his hands keeping his eyes on the ground. He turned so he could face Ashur and in a soft sweet voice he sang.

"Should I kneel, and beg for you to look at me again?" Clawed fingers tangled into his hair. "may our eyes meet as vows are broken, as if you are a saint." It was than his too blue eyes met that vivid teal. "That I may break them with worship of the most holy." He was guided to Ashur's cock, and with slow tentative lick he began his worship. The hand in his hair tightened and the other fell to his shoulder. With each lick he was pressed closer until his murmurs teased the rebel divine with feather kisses.

Parting his lips he began to slowly take him in, gently sucking and continuing to tease the man. He was forced to hold Ashur's teal gaze. It had darkened long ago. "Sebastian." it carried a warning edge. There was a moment where he paused and then Ashur pushed him to take all of his length. His coughs muffled as he struggled. Clawed fingers coming up to his cheek. "Such a good boy..." The praise shot through him much like a spark, aided with a little arch of electricity along his cloth covered chest. Myrrh filling the room again.

Ashur set the pace, rocking into his mouth fucking him, every so often he had a chance to pull a groan from the man. His own body burned for more than just worshipping his cock. Before Ashur could cum, he was pulled back and the man knelt down slowly capturing his lips.

"Such devotion..."