Absolution;; HJS
Word Count;; 4k
Genre;; Smut
Pairing;; Joshua x Fem!Reader
"Request", after I asked someone else to come thirst over priest!Joshua with me;;
“PLEASE PLEASE PLEEEEEAAASSEEEE WRITE PRIEST JOSHUA SMUT”
Summary;;
"Who am I if not a sinner, Father?" You've been chasing after a man you cannot have for six months. Father Joshua, the priest at your local church, is gentle. He's beautiful. He's everything you want to dig your teeth into. It's a game to you and you play without remorse, teasing and tempting your priest while hoping that this will be the time he cracks. Some things are best left as fantasies.
Warnings;;
Smut. Some degradation. Rough sex. Pretty kinky maybe. Use of religion in all the wrong ways - sinners only, pls. Y/N's dialogue… as a Christian, I couldn't even say it out loud lolol.
Notes;;
If we're fucking a priest, fucking in a church, or getting fucked by a demon in priest's clothing, you bet your ass we're listening to Chase Atlantic.
Tagging @whoreforshuaaa as requested~
Oh, and for the Carats that were concerned: Joshua Hong Do Not Interact
A bite of the lip.
A subtle wink.
A touch that lingers too long.
A peek of tongue before you roll the communion wafer into your mouth.
The way your throat bobs as you gulp the wine down.
The purr in your voice when you address him as 'Father'.
You drop to your knees and bow your head to receive his blessing. It never fails to stir the crowd. A wave of disapproval courses through the small church as you await his touch. He, however, is used to this - from you at least.
He's a gentle man, the kind of man that feeds stray kittens and volunteers not just because it's the priestly thing to do but because he wants to. His voice is soft, enticing, as is his hand that rests on your temple. There's warmth surging from his touch and you lean closer, allowing his large palm to cradle your forehead.
It's not enough.
Staring at his polished black shoes just isn't enough. You sneak a glance upward with slow precision to better observe his body. It's hidden behind his alb and chasuble, garments you find yourself hating more and more with every passing day. Your position on the floor offers a rare view and you linger on his bulging, toned arms as they peek through from under his holy vestments.
He's beautiful. No matter the angle, he's beautiful.
He's delicate and angelic and you've never wanted anyone more than you want Father Joshua.