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Our Lady of Fandom; Monday [ 01/15 ]

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Anytime he was down in the basement kitchette, Chrono was suspiciously eyeing that cake Rosette brought home yesterday, because she giggled and blushed a lot whenever she was near it or talked about it, and that made it very suspect for him. She'd been effective if her plan was to act weird to keep him from eating it, because he wasn't gonna go near that things. Who knows what she did to it.

Meanwhile, awaiting any visitors in the confessional (she expected at least two people she knew needed to get their butts in here, but she knew better than hold out hope), Rosette tucked her arms under her head, propped her feet up on the gun case, and focused her eyes upward. "Okay, You," she said. "We're overdue for a little chat..."

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Lucifer entered the church silently, but with no more obvious stealth than he usual exhibited. He found Chrono quickly, the demon was in front of the alter, replacing the candles.

"You haven't been by," He said quietly from behind Chrono, only inches away from the other's body.

The church was usually so quiet and peaceful on Mondays that the last thing Chrono expected was a voice from behind. He jumped in his skin slightly, almost dropping the candle in his hand, and then trying not to think dirty thoughts about the candle once he realized who it was.

"Uh, yeah," Chrono said, turning slight toward Lucifer as he fit the candle into place. He shifted his eyes toward him, but then drew them away quickly. "You probably shouldn't be here."

It was hard, however, for Chrono not to feel something akin to excitement at the fact that Lucifer had come here, for him. Didn't matter what the intention.

"Oh?" Lucifer said, leaning down to whisper in Chrono's ear. "And why is that?"

So not fair, but what could Chrono expect? His resolve was already wilting. But a new panic was also arising, because, here Lucifer was, in the one place Chrono was pretty sure he wouldn't have to worry about him being. "Rosette really wouldn't like it," he said, thinking it sounded incredibly pathetic, "if she knew I let you in here."

"I was under the impression that all were welcome in his home," Lucifer replied in a mocking tone as he pulled away from the demon to look up at the alter.

"You, if anyone, should know that's not true," Chrono mumbled before he realized he was saying it, idly training his eyes to where Lucifer's had gone. When he realized it, he winced, preparing for a reaction, but deciding that he didn't regret it. Did Lucifer honestly expect to make a fascisious comment like that and not get one in return?

Lucifer smirked and extended his arms out to gesture around the room. "This building is no more imbued with HIS spirit than any other on the island."

Chrono drew in a breath. He certainly couldn't argue with that.

"Why are you here?" he asked after a moment.

And he was suddenly pressed up against Chrono, pining him against the alter. The candles flared to life and he smirked down at the demon. "Was I wrong when I thought you had some intelligence?"

Chrono took in another sharp breath as he was pinned, to force down the sudden surge of excitement in him. He lifted his chin, kept his eyes steadily on Lucifer. "I have enough intelligence to know that I am insignficant," he answered. "But I suppose this island gives your limited options."

He pushed Chrono back hard enough to cause the alter to shake, forcing him to bend backwards over it. "Am I the type to settle for second best?" Lucifer asked, one hand petting the demon's hair with a gentleness that was at odds with the previous action.

A grunt from the forcefulness turned into a whimper at the softness of Lucifer's hand in his hair. The stiffening of his body in defensiveness turned into a melting shifting to press their bodies even closer at the words. His eyes closed to fight through his suddenly swimming her. "Of...of course not," he gasped, "my Lord..."

Lucifer grinned, eyes half closed with pleasure. That was more like it.

Lucifer lifted the demon so he was now sitting on the alter, legs spread enough to make sure he could still press in close. He let hands slip up under the cloak, nails digging into Chrono's back, not enough to draw blood yet.

Chrono drew in a sharp breath through clench teeth, now sharpened from the change in his form that his excitement was naturally causing. His back arched, pushing him against Lucifer, and his head tilted back as his hands wrapped around Lucifer's neck, holding on tightly.

...on the alter, Rosette clueless at the other end of the church. Closing his eyes, Chrono released a small breath not taken from the pleasure. Forgive me, Mary...

To an outside observer Lucifer would appear unaffected by this, only a small dangerous grin on his face showing his feelings. He turned to bite sharply into Chrono's neck, licking at the small pool of blood formed there after he released his hold.

One hand began to remove Chrono's cloak as he slid the other down to dip into the back of his pants, pulling him closer still. Then he disentangled himself from the demon suddenly, smoothing the lines of his suit as he looked down at Chrono. "Come by tonight and we can finish this."

The immediate feeling of vacancy and longing was sharp, overwhelming, Chrono leaning forward to follow Lucifer's movement for as long as he could. HIs eyes were still closed, his lips curled slightly in a sneer as they remained slightly parted in expectation. "Y..yes, my Lord."

John came thumping in, looking for a certain blonde nun.

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