#so please have this older thing i kept for doctor superion drabble fridays lol
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sisterdivinium · 1 year ago
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It isn't guilt, though it should be when she lies upon the shards and splinters of her broken word, letting them cut into her bare skin. It's a fear, sharp and hot as the fingers trailing down her body, as the unending kisses that alone cover her from the cold night — fear of reckoning, a jealous god's vengeance.
Suzanne's last sin had cost enough, yet she relapsed. She moaned, softly — unrepentant. This woman adored her atop this mattress of an altar, an unbeliever at last gripped by faith.
She feared losing Jillian. Her god had long changed its name.
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