The Last Temptation [minkflavoredcheese & SuperHans]
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				Title: <strong>The Last Temptation [minkflavoredcheese &amp; SuperHans]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SuperHans</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 22:55:51</strong>
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				The Seminary always got cold in winters. The damp seeped through the thin stone walls, as if the wind carried through with no care for obstacles. Father Jake Gryffen shivered as he sat at his desk, suddenly feeling alone. He'd been translating his sermons from Latin all afternoon, and he was tired. It was after eleven, and completely dark outside. He decided it was time to retreat upstairs, to catch some hours of sleep before his sessions in the morning. <br><br>As he was heading up the creaky wooden Seminary building stairs to the tiny crib he slept in, he had <em>the thought</em> again. He'd tried to suppress it. The thought that he was young, far too young, to follow this life. Twenty five, and finding the idea of piety, servitude and celibacy too much for him. He'd been studying with the priests at the Seminary since he was eighteen; he'd never considered another vocation. His mother, father, family had never considered another vocation for him. But at times, he regretted rushing into Catholicism as a 'profession'.<br><br>The mention of celibacy brought him to the other <em>thought</em> he'd tried to suppress. He knew he wasn't supposed to think sexual thoughts, and he was sure he wasn't supposed to think sexual thoughts about men. Most of the time, he managed to put it out of his mind. But other times...<br><br>He yawned, heading towards his room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Last Temptation [minkflavoredcheese &amp; SuperHans]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>minkflavoredcheese</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 23:17:48</strong>
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				A chill breeze rushed past the young Catholic, a softer sigh of air could never be found yet it was so cool it could make anyone it passed shiver with cold. It was a foreboding wind, not only was it seemingly from nowhere, but as it slipped by the priest he might almost believe he heard his name carried upon it. It pushed him further toward his quarters, and the sound seemed to pull at his curiosity. Was it an omen that it would follow so quickly on the heels of his unclean thoughts? Could it have been simply a window left open and the unique design of the Seminary had simply allowed it to flow in this manner? One could only venture a guess, for it died as quickly as it came.<br><br>Several seconds passed, and the strange flutter did not return. The human mind is so easily distracted and confused that even the most suspicious of persons could brush it off and continue about their business. However, this night did not hold such benign intentions. Once more, a name could be heard whispered in the Priest's ear, as light as a feather but distinct and clear as a diamond's shimmer.<br><br><em>"Jaaaaake..."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Last Temptation [minkflavoredcheese &amp; SuperHans]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SuperHans</strong> on <strong>28-08-2009, 23:41:15</strong>
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				The sound unnerved Father Gryffen deeply. The fact that he had heard <em>Jake</em> rather than his priestly term worried him further. What dark horrors in the night waited for him, that had no concept of his faith to call him Father? But he stopped himself. It was the wind. It sounded like <em>Jake</em> because that's who he felt like; Jake. He didn't feel like Father Gryffen at these moments of weakness. <br><br>The Seminary corridor was pitch black, he suddenly realised. His room was slightly brighter, but still sinisterly dim from the view under the door. He felt around in the eerie dark, grabbing the door handle. As he did, he realised that his hand was shaking. The Seminary was a stuffy old building, built before his parents had been children. He knew he was being ridiculous to have such fears in such a house of God, but he couldn't help it.<br><br>With one final push of effort, he opened the door to his chambers. The room was more shrouded in darkness than he'd thought, but he saw everything. He saw the theological texts in his bookshelf, his dusty floor and his sink. <br><br>Then his eyes turned to his bed. And he gasped in horror.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Last Temptation [minkflavoredcheese &amp; SuperHans]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>minkflavoredcheese</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 00:36:50</strong>
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				The sudden intake of breath was exactly what he had hoped to achieve, the shock and glimmer of fear in the Priest's was the reward that the subject of his horror had wanted from the beginning. Upon the plain bed lay a man, his skin as pale as the moon, his long hair black as obsidian, and his smile as comforting as a bed of needles. His dark eyes stood out starkly from his skin, and the direction of his gaze was clear.<br><br>"Hello, Jake."<br><br>The man was tall, a little more than six feet in height, and his body couldn't have an ounce of fat on him. His body was mostly covered by a black silk robe, which was open right down to his naval. Whether he wore anything beneath or not was a mystery. He pushed himself up to his elbows, his fingers gently pawing at the covers of the bed.<br><br>"I have been waiting for you for so long."<br><br>The nameless man slowly swung his legs over the edge of the bed and lifted himself to his bare feet. The robe hung from only one shoulder, exposing the majority of his torso. His body seemed to glow with an otherworldly light, and even in the darkness one could make out every crease of his well toned body. His black hair hung down to the middle of his back, and it swayed in time with his steps. The casual knot at his waist threatened to fall apart at any second and drop the silk garment to the floor, but it held as he approached the surprised man of the cloth. The door swung shut of its own accord, and the ancient lock ground into place, imprisoning the both of them in the small apartment.<br><br>He slunk over to the priest and gently caressed his cheek with his silky smooth fingers, a look of happiness and greed on his face.<br><br>"You've been waiting for me for a long time too, haven't you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Last Temptation [minkflavoredcheese &amp; SuperHans]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SuperHans</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 00:59:44</strong>
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				OOC: Last post for the night I think, work tomorrow. Although I usually go on to E before heading out, so I'll probably have time to respond. See ya! :)<br><br>He was immediately filled with an extreme terror that was far greater than the darkness, far greater than the sinister cold, and far greater than anything he could dream in his own mind. For the man who had appeared on his bed was, in no uncertain terms, a demon. It was not his seemingly-trivial breaking into a secure location, or his pale and outlandish appearance. It was a feeling that struck Jake and refused to budge even for an instant. Naturally he believed in demons, as anyone who read the gospel of Mark would. But he believed in them as philosophical and theological concepts, as evil forces who push human beings into doing evil things. He did not believe in them in the flesh, every bit physical and having pushed all elements of mind, body and soul out of Hell. <br><br>His first instinct was to recoil from the demon's touch. When he spoke it was not the voice of a servant of God, but of a frightened boy who does not know what he is doing. <br>&nbsp;<br>"I know what y-you are," he said shakily. "And I c-condemn you. Begone from this holy place!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Last Temptation [minkflavoredcheese &amp; SuperHans]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>minkflavoredcheese</strong> on <strong>29-08-2009, 04:56:44</strong>
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				The demon's eyebrows raised when Jake asserted that he knew the interloper's identity. However, when the young priest then stuttered out orders, it was like watching a child attempt to control an unruly dog twice his size. Right from the very start, the demon knew that his captive held no confidence in his words, and he was going to set him straight. He leaned in so close, their noses could almost touch, the demon's cool breath wafting across Jake's lips.<br><br>"Condemn me, fear me, hate me with all your being, but in the end you will need me all the same."<br><br>The demon sighed, lowering his exposed shoulder slightly to reveal more of the left side of his bare chest. His right hand traced a gentle line down Jake's torso and his smile widened slightly.<br><br>"Besides, it was you who invited me in. We both know the," his hand slid to the small of Jake's back, and he pressed their hips together, "cravings you've felt. That desire was all the invitation I needed. So..."<br><br>His right hand settled on Jake's hip, his left slid up to gently cup Jake's right cheek. He tilted his head to one side and leaned in, his cool lips gently brushing against the Priest's earlobe, his skin hot from several conflicting emotions.<br><br>"Give in to me, Jake. Let me show you what you've been missing."
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				Post by: <strong>SuperHans</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 07:59:30</strong>
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				He drew back from the demon's touch once again. <em>"Begone from this holy place!"</em> he repeated, but in Latin. It was better than before, but still lacked the conviction to truly dispel a powerful demon.<br><br>The demon was, in no uncertain terms, the most beautiful man he had ever seen. He knew of Jake's sexuality, which he had made pains even to conceal from himself at the worst of times. What was more, all he would have to do was submit to the demon's wishes to experience the heights of what his faith had disallowed.<br><br>But he would not. Because he had seen this before. Demons had always tried to test the faith of the holy. If he could stand this demon's seduction, he would be gone by morning. But if he succumbed, oh God if he succumbed, then the demon would do with Jake as he pleased. He remembered theological texts describing monks, priests and saints being dragged kicking and screaming into the gateway to hell, forced to be the degraded slave of the demon that claimed them. Having the formerly-righteous at your feet was apparently a status symbol in hell.
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				Post by: <strong>minkflavoredcheese</strong> on <strong>30-08-2009, 19:13:58</strong>
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				The Priest repeated his command, this time in the ancient language of the Catholics. When he did, the demon's form seemed to ripple as if it were merely a mirage on the desert plains, but it was only momentary, for when he solidified he gave a light, airy chuckle.<br><br>"Oh, you are so adorable when you're assertive."<br><br>Though Jake's attempts to dispel the demon from his home had failed, he pulled back and glided toward Jake's bed, his robe fluttering as he moved though there was not a breath of wind to be had. He crawled onto the bed and lay on his front, supporting himself on his elbows and his ankles crossed at Jake's pillow.<br><br>"How about we make this more interesting, hmm?"<br><br>He casually looked away as if considering the what he believed to be his favorite color, this whole affair was nothing more than a game to him.<br><br>"I will give you one week. If, at the end of the seventh day, you have not succumbed to my temptations, I will leave you and never return. However," his eyes slid back to survey Jake's face, his smile that was so benign at first suddenly seemed much more foreboding. He rolled over onto his back and pulled the top of his robe open, his right knee bent, exposing the majority of his body and leaving little to the imagination. With only his manhood hidden from view, it wouldn't take very much for Jake to picture the demon completely nude.<br><br>"If you give in, I will take you to the height of spiritual and sexual exstacy," his fingertips trailed down his bent leg up his thigh, his other hand over his bare stomach and chest, "bringing you to a place you could only have only dreamed of... then claim you for myself for all eternity." He let his hands rest where they lie, smiling up at Jake with a glimmer of amusement in his eyes.<br><br>"Sound agreeable?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Last Temptation [minkflavoredcheese &amp; SuperHans]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SuperHans</strong> on <strong>31-08-2009, 18:52:17</strong>
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				He was about to repeat his order to leave his room, but paused. Jesus had faced demonic temptation, as had many of the saints. The point about their faith was that it was <em>tested.</em> Resisting this voluptuous, beautiful demon would prove his faith in God ultimately. Never again would he doubt his calling as he climbed the decrepit Seminary stairs or fall asleep translating Latin. <br><br>But could he resist? The demon seemed a divine creature despite his unholiness. He would <em>love</em> to succumb to his seductions. But that would mean an eternity in Hell, escaping the mundane tortures of the regular sinners but suffering a more shameful fate for a holy man. He knew suddenly that he could not refuse this challenge, that he would be breaking every central pillar of Catholicism if he turned down such a direct challenge of faith.<br><br>"I accept," he said slowly. 
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				Post by: <strong>minkflavoredcheese</strong> on <strong>04-09-2009, 04:10:41</strong>
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				The demon's grin stretched from ear to ear, his fingers drumming on his chest. He felt as if he had a sort of little victory to be had in this bargain he had struck. True, he would have plagued Jake's dreams and waking nights had he not accepted, but now that he had permission from a man of the cloth he could walk around the Seminary freely, setting traps and pitfalls for this man's faith.<br><br>"Excellent choice. Now, if you'll excuse me..."<br><br>He slid up into a sitting position, swiveled around and swung his legs off the bed.<br><br>"I have to go prepare for our little game."<br><br>Almost as if he never existed, the Demon suddenly disappeared. Like blinking away a hallucination, the bed was devoid of occupants, and memories were the only proof he had even been there.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Last Temptation [minkflavoredcheese &amp; SuperHans]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SuperHans</strong> on <strong>07-09-2009, 15:33:41</strong>
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				He closed his eyes in prayer, almost unable to believe what he had just seen. What he had just <em>agreed to.</em> His faith in God was strong (he thought) but demons had amazing and diabolical powers. He said the Lord's prayer in a muted whisper twice, grasping at the rosary around his neck. <br><br><em>If you can't help me now, I'll fall,</em> he thought to himself. He was, to his fear, erect due to the demon's presence. If there was already attraction, how could he resist the demon's more coercive talents?<br><br>He settled himself into an uneasy sleep, knowing his dreams would not be pleasant.
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