The Sacrament: I undid his shirt button by button savoring every moment as I slowly exposed his holy garments which clung seductively to the delicate flesh of his chest. Our lips finally touched. A bolt of pure electricity passed between us. I wrapped my hands around his body and we kissed lingeringly. We stood for some time, staring into each other's eyes, breathing each other's breath. I held him tightly, squeezing his torso, pressing myself possessively into him from behind. He was my charge. I undid his belt and allowed it to fall to the floor before standing behind him and nuzzling his ear, pulling his head back and kissing his neck with great passion like a vampire drinking blood from the man he's in the process of siring. Apprentice Roux gasped and groaned.
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