Daniel Clemens [The Good Shepherd/The Confessor] (goodshepherd) wrote in utr_logs,
He knew, in the back of his mind, he should resist. Run the other way. He shouldn't allow this to happen. But she was there, after so many weeks. He gasped, unable to stop himself.
Somehow his robe was shed, as he went, before he got to her. He dropped to his knees, wearing slacks and a black shirt underneath. His eyes closed as he pressed forward, seeking to kiss her as one hand dove between her thighs, and the other took hold of himself.