Church Bells

Surprised, Priestly kissed back; he gently ran his hands over Mars's body, caressing every inch with reverence.

After a small while, he broke the kiss and immediately looked away.

He paused, frowning.

"...I want to see your expression, Mars."

He shook his head rapidly, avoiding any and all eye contact.

Sighing, he pulled Mars into another kiss.

Mars kissed back immediately, though he was just as clumsy about it.

Pressing Mars against the wall, Priestly felt him up. A few minutes later, he pulled out of the kiss and reached for his crotch, watching his expression.

He bit his lip and looked away again. Other than his panting, he made no other noise.

"Will you only face me if I kiss you?" he teased gently, nuzzling Mars. "You don't need to be nervous. I'm a friend."

He finally moved his head so he could look at Priestly.

"...Don't tell anyone about this." Was the first thing he said.

"...Why would I?" he asked with a frown. "This is something special and holy to be shared only between the two of us."

"...I mean, about...me." He mumbled, his voice heavy with shame.

"Ah," he said; with a frown, he ran his hands through Mars's hair. "...I won't tell if you won't."

He nodded sheepishly.

"...th...thank you."

He kissed Mars.

"...You know this isn't just a service, right?" he said quietly; a smile grew on his face. "I find you genuinely fascinating, Cyprus...I want to commune with you on a physical and mental level. Is that okay with you?"

"...I only wish I could say no." He said quietly.

He pulled Mars closer, stroking his hair.

"Why? Is it because it's me?"

He bit his lip nervously.

"...I...might like you." He admitted quietly.

Priestly kissed his forehead.

"Then prepare to feel amazing."

He nodded, an eager look passing over his face again.

-xxx-

Mars clung to Priestly, panting heavily still.

He mumbled something incoherent, but then he looked away.

Priestly turned off the shower water, slicking his wet hair back and out of his face. He kissed Mars's forehead, the his neck, then his shoulder.

"...We need to get you into bed, I think."

He frowned.

"...But I'm not tired."

He waggled his eyebrows, scooping up Mars in his arms.

"I didn't say I was going to let you sleep."