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You were in the library helping put back some of the older books that Papa had been using. You didn't mind the extra hour or so of work, the evenings were always beautiful in the old end library. Rows of old dusty antique shelves were lit up by the amber light of the stained glass, dimmed by the thick layer of vines outside. You put the last book away, sliding it snugly back in place before climbing down your ladder. You turned only to find your cart was suddenly gone.
“What the, hhhhh. Lucifer help me.”
You peeked down the hall between the shelves, but no one was there. You slowly walked down the hall, checking each aisle for your cart and the culprit that took it. It wasn't towards the front so you had no choice but to venture deeper into the wing. If you hadn't left your phone in there this would be an issue. You neared the glass wall of the library that overlooked an old garden, the ivy however covered most everything from sight. You peeked down the last hall, and there was nothing. You huffed disappointedly before turning around and boom. There it was sitting in one of the few beams of light peeking through the ivy. You carefully walked up to it sensing this was a trap, but you needed your phone. Approaching the cart you peeked over the edge, and it was empty.
“Ok, funny haha, can I have my phone back please?”
Silence.
You let out a huff as you pushed the cart aside frustratedly and went to leave, but in the darkness of one of the aisles you saw a flash of two glowing orange eyes.
“Um, hello?”
“Mmmm hello sister, what are you doing in this wing? No one comes down here anymore.”
You recognized the voice, it was Swiss. He had been teasing you relentlessly since the ritual you performed a few weeks ago. A man watches you cum on a table once! And suddenly he can't leave you alone.
“Listen sister, if you’d come over here? I just want to talk.”
“This is a trap.”
“Wow really? I promise I mean no harm.”
He holds your phone out to you as his cape dangled off his arm. His glowing eyes showed through the glass of his goggles making you feel uneasy. Regardless, Swiss had a reputation for actually being quite sweet, he just loved to tease. Hardening yourself up you walked towards him confidently and snatched your phone from his hand. You were expecting him to grab you or something as you turned to leave, but you just heard a sigh. You kinda felt bad so you paused.
“Swiss”
“Whatcha need?”
“Why have you been following me? It's been almost 3 weeks and we didn't even touch!”
“Yes but, I took a liking to you sister, I want to explore you more.”
Swiss took a step forward through a beam of amber light as it lit up his face beneath the mask. His eyes weren't predatory at all, the new masks were just creepy as fuck especially in poor lighting.
“So, what you want to fuck? Is that it?”
“Mmm well yes, but that's not what I want now. Not yet at least.”
“Do explain, you've piqued my interest”
“Well sister, I've enjoyed my time watching you, learning what you do, what you like, and I think I can help your little situation out, hm? Or am I wrong?”
Oh fuck, he knew. You had been venting to some other siblings the other day in the garden talking about fun sexual exploits and things they wished to do in the future. You had been with a few siblings for ritual purposes, but that's it. You had confessed you can really only get into ritualistic sex, something with a purpose. The rest were shocked but nodded their heads in the ‘yeah I can get that’ way. He totally overheard.
“We don't have any rituals coming up that require a body for, what, 6 months? How will you last till then?”
“I've lasted longer. And it's better if you wait a long time, it makes it all the more satisfying.” You took a step towards as he rested his elbow on a shelf next to him.
“Tell me sister, if I asked you to join me in my personal devotions, what would you say?”
“Hmm enlighten me on what that entails.”
“You, Me, worshiping each other, and in turn Him. I give you my communion, you give me your wine. Give and take yeah?”
“Hmm, I like where this is going, so how would you give me this communion? Could you show me?”
“Is that an invitation?”
“Maybe”
You set your phone on a shelf, making a point to put it on silent as you bent over, pretending to fix a book on a lower shelf. You liked where this was going, this could be a fun little loop hole for yourself.
“Lord, these bookshelves are so low, they hurt my back, I pray to our dark lord that he relieves me in some way.”
You slowly stand back up as you kept your hands on the shelf, side eyeing Swiss as you 'inspected the books’. Swiss took his que and slowly pressed himself behind you, leaning over your head to push a book that was out of place tightly in its spota. You felt his hardness through his pants as he lowered his hand, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. His hand rested in your collar bone as you pressed back into him.
“Well sister, I'm here to give you comfort through communion if you would like to pray with me.”
“Mmm I would love to.”
“Then recite his scriptures and devote yourself through me.”
Swiss hiked your habit up your legs and over your torso as he rubbed on you through one less layer. His thumb dragged over your wet slit, still covered by your panties before leaning back up over you, pressing you more upright into the shelves.
“Go on, speak.”
You began to recite your hymns as Swiss under his pants as he freed himself. He slid his dick up the cleft of your ass, wrapping the delicate fabric around his head a few times to rile himself even more. You held yourself up on the shelves as you reached the end of your first prayer.
“nemaAH-”
Swiss slid his head into you but pulled out as he squeezed his dick through your thighs, dipping his head in now and then.
“You have to keep going sister or he won't hear you.”
You continued with a prayer to Lilith that Swiss seemed to like as his hand reached around and began expertly manipulating your clit. His tip only making an appearance now and then began to frustrate you but you couldn't for long, you had prayers to recite or he would stop.
“Swiss, please I-”
“One more baby, you can do it”
You continued as Swiss's teeth threatened to clamp down on your neck as Swiss lightly thrusted his tip in allowing for just a little more pressure. Your pussy pulsed around his head as he listened to your moans, struggling to finish your words. They were enough to get him off already. You finished as you felt your leg begin to shake as Swiss inhaled your smell.
“Are you ready to receive my communion sister?”
“Willing and ready.”
Before you could finish Swiss slammed into you fully once as his fingers worked you quickly over the edge. Swiss pulled out just to the tip again as he jerked himself off furiously, head resting inside of you.
“Here, is your communion baby girl”
Swiss dug his nails into the flesh of your ass as he came shallowly into you, feeling him pulse as he pressed it in a bit further. He rested for a moment letting it sink in before pulling out slowly. He slid your underwear back up, palming you firmly before lowering your habit. Like nothing happened.
“Now, I expect you to keep this communion, close.” Swiss pressed firmly on your abdomen, sliding down to cup your mound as he ground into you one last time. “Till next time sister, nemA”
Your pussy throbbed, aching for more. He didn't fuck you at all but, that was... you needed more. He just came in you and left, but something about that woke up a deep need inside of you. Briefly feeling yourself through your habit, you admired his ‘offering’. You walked out of the library phone in hand as you felt some of him drip out of you, slowly saturating your panties. Walking proudly, you decided to take the long route back.
“nemA indeed”