A Particular Day in Autumn

"Nothing. I'll always hate you." He insisted. "Because."

"Then I'd better do whatever I want, right?" he said wickedly.

"No!" He said, horrified. "That would makes things even worse!"

"How? If you'll always hate me, why be good?" he teased.

"B-because!" He really didn't have a good reason for it, actually.

He licked Mars's palm.

"I'll just be as bad as I want~"

Mars shuddered without really knowing why or meaning to. It was a strange and not entirely pleasant feeling.

"D-don't!" He attempted to reclaim his hand, but he was a weak pussy and couldn't.

He licked his finger next, focusing on the tips; he slowly sucked each of them in turn.

Mars's brain didn't really process anything else but that sensation, and frankly, he could feel it frying. Why did it feel so good? But this was a sin...

His mind went in endless circles, but all-in-all, he found he couldn't think.

"Imagine if I did this in other places," he cooed teasingly, licking Mars's palm again.

Finally, Mars got up.

"H-how dare you!" He snapped angrily, slapping Priestly. With his nasty, sticky, saliva-covered hand no less. "I-I'm leaving!"

"You'll be back," he replied mischievously, sticking out his tongue.

Upon realizing that was true, Mars frowned deeply.

"...No." He insisted weakly.

"Face it, Mars--we met for a reason."

He glared at him, pouting.

"No, we didn't." He insisted. "I-I can go back to the church and find a job and live on my own!"

"But you won't!"

"Y-yeah I will!" He insisted angrily. "I'll do it right now!!"

He smiled.

"Okay~ I wish you luck."

[[Soooooooooooooo I think we should fastforward to when they get together now. And then after that we can RP when they meet up again, and then maybe some stuff inbetween that and when they get Christian, and then when they get Christian.
y/y/?"]]

((Kk XDDDD))

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Mars had all but given up at this point. What was the use? He was in love with Priestly. It wasn't even worth denying, anymore. He felt so completely defeated just acknowledging it, but it was the truth.

He hardly ever came out of his room anymore. He quit even going on missions. Why even bother? He didn't even want to eat, anymore. He just wanted to curl up and die.

He wasn't sure why he even felt his way; he should feel happy and relieved and proud of himself for even admitting that he was in love with another man. Instead, it just filled him with shame. Not, however, because of the fact that he was openly admitting he was gay, but mostly because of the way he had treated Priestly, really. He didn't even want to face him. What would he say? "I'm sorry for being a complete jerk but I really do love you." It just wasn't enough.

Mars sat in the kitchen, nibbling on an egg. It was the last one, but he felt indifferent to this fact, for once.

Priestly walked into the kitchen, frowning vacantly. When he saw Mars, a huge smile grew on his face.

"Ah, Marsy! I was just about to bring you some food--how are you, these days? I hardly see you anymore." He leaned against to counter, focusing all his attention on Mars. Damn, he was maturing well, he noted.

Mars glanced up at him, then immediately wished he hadn't. Priestly was so damn pretty, why the hell couldn't he have just been less stubborn?

"...good." He muttered, as if he were speaking to the egg in his hands. He didn't particularly want to feel that pang of guilty again.

"You seem distracted. Is there a girl in your life?~" he teased gently. "I know how that feels, though I never felt it until I was an adult--right around the time I met you, in fact..."

Mars blushed a deep red. There wasn't a girl, not really...

He felt another pang of hot guilt when Priestly mentioned the last bit. He felt so terrible, stupid Priestly wasn't exactly helping, either...

"...no." He said truthfully. "...no girls."