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I breathed a heavy sigh stepping into the confessional. "Welcome," Father Daniel's caramel voice immediately alighting the all-familiar want in my stomach. I knelt down, trying my best to avoid eye contact with the man on the other side of the screen.
"Bless me, father, for I have sinned, it has been one month since my last confession." I began the usual trial of listing off my various sins. Swearing, lying, the typical offenses. Father Daniel listened, only half paying attention, as I would assume anyone would after hearing the tenth person repeat the same crimes as the last.
I, in an attempt to diffuse the somewhat awkward atmosphere, cracked a halfhearted joke. He laughed, a delicious sound that sent shivers down my spine. I savored the attention for a single, hedonistic moment. And for a split second we made eye contact, his gorgeous green eyes meeting mine.
However that's all it was, a split second, then he broke eye contact with me. I continued on with my list, dreading the inevitable. My sins of lust. The fantasies that entered my mind late at night, keeping me awake. And that the man in them was always him, Father Daniel. But I had delayed enough by now, there wasn't any way out of it at this point.
So I began. "I have lusted countless times and over countless people. I have lusted over clergy and fantasized about them." I continued, and inexplicably found myself going into detail about them. My face hot with shame. Father Daniel's breath grew heavier and heavier as I went on.
If he wasn't paying attention before he was now. I glanced up at him. He was entirely red, eyes wide. He was practically panting by now. "And, my dear, who are these sinful thoughts about?" His voice was no longer caramel-y but low and hoarse. I looked at him again, dark hair messy and green eyes burning with want.
I paused before answering. "You, Father." He breathed a shaky sigh before replying "Thank you for your honesty, dear." I finally finished the list and waited for him to give me my penance. Through the screen I watched him slick back his hair and wipe his face. He took in a deep breath, collecting himself.
"Your penance is 2 hail Mary's. You may now say the Act of Contrition." He said finally. I did as I was told without any hesitation. He then absolved me of my sins and then I left the confessional, face red and heart pounding.