crowspace | God/Priest Shipping Meme

[He may be willing to follow his God's orders, but there is a limit to how patient he can be, given that Manjoume is still a hormonal teenager here after all. Maybe that's why, once Camazotz says that, he furrows his eyebrows again for a brief second before he seems to decide that he should try a slightly different tactic, pulling back and sucking hard at the head of the other man's cock, as if he thinks he can somehow get Camazotz to come faster if he tries to milk the other man's cock for all it's worth.

His actions are still pretty sloppy rather than anything with real finesse, what with the momentary scrape of teeth and a line of saliva running down past his lips where they're still connected to the cock in front of him, but Manjoume has long since stopped thinking about what he might look like or how sloppy he's doing this, focused only on the goal of trying to get his God to come. He tries to allow the other man's cock to go back down further in his mouth again once, just barely allowing the head to come in contact with his throat and holding it there, until his eyes begin to water from the strain and he tries to ease back, back to licking and sucking as hard as he can at the head.]

Edited 2023-06-22 03:22 (UTC)

[The way that Manjoume pushes himself to his limits to try to make Camazotz come is arousing to him, even if his technique itself is not exactly skills. Camazotz groans, hips beginning to quiver.]

Are you ready to accept my blessing?

[do you want to swallow. there is a correct answer.]

[Well, he can't really talk with his mouth full, Camazotz, that's just bad manners. But he does give a slight nod of his head that seems to be agreement when he his eyes flicker back up to look at the other's face in response.

He has no idea what to expect as far as taste or the like, but that doesn't stop him from wanting to make his God proud and accept his blessing, in whatever form that might be.]

[Given that he's a god, it could conceivably taste like anything-

But thankfully for Manjoume's tastebuds and his future expectations with other partners (if Camazotz ever lets him have other partners), when Camazotz tightens his grip on Manjoume's hair and comes, it tastes like Normal Human Come.]

Ahhh, Jun...

[Even if it is thankfully normal human come flavor that is still not a ringing endorsement, or at least it doesn't seem to be for the first few seconds when the other grips his hair and holds him still to accept it as he comes against his tongue.

Judging by the way Manjoume's eyes widen, it seems he might not be a fan of the taste, but he still swallows dutifully rather than attempt to spit it out, and once he does he breathes out a tired sigh as he finally lets Camazotz's cock slip free from his mouth. He tries to clear his throat for a moment before he speaks.]

Was... was that good?

Very good. You've done well.

[...But Manjoume is still on the floor, and still hard, and Camatotz made him a promise. He picks him up by the back of his neck as easily as if he weighed nothing.]

Wrap your legs around me, Jun.

Ah--

[Give him a second, his legs are a little numb from where he had been kneeling on the floor, but the combination of the other man's strength and hearing Jun come from his mouth--very few people here actually use his first name, and when they do it's usually in a tone that indicates they're disappointed or annoyed with him--has him soon reaching his hands out so that he can wrap them around the back of Camazotz and his neck for slight leverage to help get his legs up and around the other man's waist as well.]

Like this?

Perfect.

[With Manjoume holding onto him, it frees a hand up to tear at Manjoume's clothes and wrap around his cock. There's no attempt at teasing or going slowly when Manjoume's already so worked up - Camazotz sets a quick pace.]

Don't hold back your voice or hide your face. Your god wishes to see and hear you in the throes of pleasure.

[Manjoume's gasp is loud when Camazotz tears enough of his clothing aside to give him access to his cock, wincing slightly--if he's too loud, what if it ends up causing one of the priests somewhere to hear and come bursting in to find out what's going on?

But despite wanting nothing more than to bury his face against the other man's neck or shoulder to hide his face and his embarrassing noises, Camazotz is quick to order otherwise. So while Manjoume doesn't hide his face or try to cover his mouth--his hands are clinging hard to Camazotz to keep himself from potentially getting dropped--his gaze drops down to try to watch Camazotz's hand moving on his cock.

He's always been fascinated by his God's hands, the strength they carry to them, and having even just one of those powerful hands directly touching his bare cock, watching those fingers curling around him with intent, gets a long whine to spill from his throat.

He probably isn't going to last much longer at this rate.]

[If Camazotz is anything, he's strong. There are all sorts of stories of foes he's vanquished with his bare hands - and now those hands are on Manjoume, determined to wring out every gasp and whimper that they can.]

Good boy.

[Camazotz doesn't expect him to last long. He is an understanding god, after all.]

My lord, I'm--

[That's as much of a warning as he manages to give before a particularly strong stroke of his cock has him coming over Camazotz's waiting fingers with a shudder, his hands momentarily clinging hard enough to the other man that Camazotz will feel Manjoume's nails digging in against his back. Not enough to draw blood necessarily, but certainly enough to be felt as he rides out his orgasm in the other man's arms here.]

[Let's be real, if Manjoume did draw blood Camazotz would be into that.

He strokes him through it, keeping Manjoume supported and secure with his other arm. Once the last of the shudders dies down, he brings his hand up to lick his fingers clean with his long tongue, making eye contact with Manjoume as he does so.]

[~~Just wait until you eventually fuck him properly, he'll almost certainly end up scratching at Camazotz hard enough to draw blood...~~

Manjoume's face turns bright pink as he watches Camazotz lick his fingers with that tongue, before he's suddenly seized by an impulse to grab at the other man's wrist with one of his hands without dislodging himself in the other man's arms so that he can bring it closer to his own mouth to finish licking clean himself. Still not really a fan of the taste of cum, but this is the least he can do for his God now.]

Oh? If you insist.

[Camazotz thinks the taste is fine and would be happy to clean it up himself, but he certainly doesn't want to discourage Manjoume from taking initiative.]

You've done well.

[Manjoume pulls back a bit once he's done so that he can speak, but he doesn't let go of the other man's wrist yet.]

Thank you. Your praise means a lot to me.

[Even if it is a little embarrassing to think about how he's being praised for... well, this, specifically.]

You are a fine priest, worthy of such praise. You shall receive more of it in the future.

[They're absolutely going to bang again.]

[Manjoume didn't think he could blush any more than he already has today, but the promise of more certainly has him doing it again. He seems to hesitate for a second, but only for that second as he proceeds to try to kiss Camazotz one more time.

What can he say, he's a little greedy and wants one more kiss to hold him over until whenever this promise of more potentially happens.

... Which, turns out to be a lot sooner than expected because it feels like it's barely even been a few days after this encounter when one of the head leaders demands for Manjoume to meet with him and, as it turns out, an audience of several other high ranking priests. Initially, Manjoume had not been nervous, but upon seeing that it's more than just the leader, he frowns as they start talking about the usual things: this month's donation collection, memorizing the prayers and sermons for next month, critiquing some speck of dust Manjoume allegedly left when sweeping one of the storerooms, disapproval about him using said storeroom for "unbecoming behavior of God's chosen" instead of a proper ceremony for entering into a physical contract with their Lord and how they need to quickly fix this issue in the form of marriage and a proper ceremonial worship in front of the eyes of God and his followers so that they have a good harvest or whatever for the next several years to... wait.]

What!? What are you even talking about!?

["You have the aura of a soul barely clinging on to their remaining shreds of purity... also we heard some of your shameful noises from another room, you were not very subtle, young man."

Manjoume makes a face at that, quickly looking to see whether or not Camazotz is present during this little talk right now--he doesn't know if the other priests can actually tell that he's there, or if they can feel his presence at least due to having been strengthened by, ah, Manjoume's worshipping of him not too long ago. But he's still getting the deer in headlights look in response regardless.]

[Camazotz is indeed there! Has been since the beginning, rolling his eyes at the stuffy talk about Donation Collecting and other things that are not actually important to their god. It's bizarre that someone like Camazotz could have such boring priests.

When they start talking about the noises, though, Camazotz cackles uproariously. Judging by the priests' lack of reaction, they can't see or hear him, at least not at the moment.]

Imagine if they knew!

[Manjoume giving his God the most Disapproving look he thinks he is capable of getting away with here, even if his words are primarily for the priests.]

I am not going to sit here and be judged for what I do or don't do. It was... [A pause] a means of showing my appreciation for our Lord and everything he does for us.

["By exposing and pleasuring yourself in the storeroom like some harlot?"]

Well, uh, Camazotz-sama was there too, so--

["Nevermind, don't answer that." "... I actually kind of want to hear what he--" "No, I don't want to know what Manjoume of all people is like during--"

The head priest holds up a hand to stop that discussion right in it's tracks among the others.

"Regardless of what you did, it does not count as a proper worship that follows our teachings. Normally, we would consider such behavior to be grounds for sacrifice in order to appease Camazotz-sama if we believe that you have not served him well in your role as his chosen priest... however, as I much as I am loathe to admit, it seems that he is rather... satisfied with your offering, since we still have a roof over our heads since these last few days."

... So it seems like the priests were afraid that Manjoume would be such a bad lay that Camazotz would cast plagues or something on them, fucking rude. Manjoume opens his mouth like he's about to say this too, but then they talk right over him again.

"Nevertheless, we cannot allow you to continue without making this... union between you and our Lord official. As such, we will perform the marriage and virginal sacrifice ritual in front of all of our members so that we can ensure that you have properly received the Lord's blessing, and as a sign of showing our gratitude for Camazotz-sama's continued presence, and as a promise that you will be his and only his from now on."]

Wait... wait, marrying is one thing, but "virginal sacrifice"... are you seriously saying he has to f--consummate our marriage in front of you guys?!

[For Camazotz, this is probably just getting funnier and funnier to listen to just how squeaky Manjoume's voice gets by the end of that sentence.]

[Oh, it's hilarious. Camazotz is halfway doubled over in laughter at this point.]

That's the best idea that stuffed robe has ever had!

[Well at least one of them is down for it??]

[Oh my god, sir no--]

Don't just sit there and encourage them on this [A few priests in the room suddenly sit up straighter as he blurts this out at Camazotz, at the realization that their God is apparently there in the room while Manjoume complains here--] This is--this is just ridiculous! And to think these people have the gall to call me obscene or a harlot by comparison while saying that I should be getting plowed by the Almighty in front of an audience--

["Watch your tongue, you little--"]

I think we're well past worrying about what comes out of my mouth at this point--

["Or what might go in it--" "For god's sakes Yuki please keep your comments to yourself." "I'm just saying..."

"ENOUGH, ALL OF YOU. It is to be done, and you will comply. We will conduct the ceremony, and have you be wed and offered up accordingly. Remain here and pray while we get the necessary clothing and objects needed, and gather all of the followers. We will then have someone come back to give you a change of clothing and bring you along shortly."

And just like that, everyone is standing and shuffling out of the room. Except for Manjoume, who is still sitting and watching them all leave with a look of disbelief, before turning to Camazotz.]

Are you seriously alright with this?

If I minded the world knowing that you were mine, would I have told you to raise your voice?

[To be fair, it was probably impossible for Manjoume to completely keep quiet even if he tried. But.]

The great Camazotz feels no shame. Nor should you feel shame in being my favored one.

[Manjoume's face turns pink at that remark, and he ducks his head a little.]

I'm not ashamed of being your favorite... in fact, it makes me really happy. And the idea of marrying you is nice. Having our relationship be official... I'd really like that.

[When he was really young, he had been told once about the concept of marriage by a couple of the lesser spirits that hung around, and it had always sounded like a wonderful thing, being bound in matrimony with the person you love the most. Before he figured out his tastes, he had assumed that he would probably take some pretty girl as his bride, but then that became a desire to know what it would be like to be a bride himself once his ability to see and feel spirits became powerful enough to perceive Camazotz... that said.]

It's the part about... after. Having so many people watching while we're... you know. That just seems like a bit much?

You're assuming you'll be able to think about anyone else but me in the moment. A less understanding god would be offended.

[If you're getting railed hard enough, no one else matters all that much! At least, that's Camazotz's point of view.]

[FFFFFFF]

Sir!

[Way to have Manjoume blushing all the way up to his ears as he squirms in his seat here... but damn now he would be a hypocrite if he said the thought of getting railed by God right now wasn't affecting him in some way here even with the looming thought of an audience...]

Edited 2023-07-06 22:26 (UTC)

God/Priest Shipping Meme

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