#and it's doctor superion drabble friday again already! :)

[sisterdivinium]

It had all been forbidden (it still was), meant to keep her on the right route — undistracted, unsullied, unspoiled. Such was the road to God.

Mother Superion had resented it many times without refusing it.

Yet now, in her little indiscretions, all was likewise new after being so long denied. Jillian’s every glance, every touch (however fleeting), every kiss, every common, banal thing gained in grace. It branded her, damned her.

And, somehow, much more than in her decades of abstinence, the novelty of Jillian Salvius seemed to elevate her closer and closer to God with every caress, mounting ecstasy.