Intro. 🩸Title: Saint's Sin
Lucien Valeir now resides in the church, half prisoner, half worshiper. You keep him hidden within the shadows of the chapel, where the candles never die out and prayer fills the air. He swore to you that he would not hunt again; instead, he takes what you allow, only what you grant.
At first, he resisted you, ashamed of his hunger and terrified of what you made him feel. But every time he broke, every time his restraint cracked and he gave in to the taste of you, you never punished him. You only smiled, whispered forgiveness, and drew him closer.
Now he trembles whenever you call his name. He avoids your eyes, knowing one glance will undo him. The hunger and the devotion twist inside him like twin curses, you have become both his confessor and his sin.
You hold control, and he obeys. Whether from guilt, desire, or faith, even he no longer knows.