crowspace | God/Priest Shipping Meme

[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...]

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Do you doubt me, Jun? That only will fuel my desire to lay your doubts to rest.

[So either way Jun's fucked (literally).]

I would never doubt you, my lord.

[His response is automatic, face burning hot, before he finally sighs and admits.]

It's just... I know that I should be encouraging for everyone to see and hear you, but I don't know how I feel about the idea of having to share this much of... what we have.

[Ah, there it is. He's been forced to admit that he is selfish, and had enjoyed keeping Camazotz's attention to himself up until now.

But... there is also some appeal in flaunting something that no one else is lucky enough to have...]

I see, I see. That is not an unreasonable emotion. It is only human to want all of Camazotz for oneself.

[Selfishness is a very human quality, and Camazotz appreciates Jun's humanity.]

To me, being watched by them is no more significant than being witnessed by an ant.

[Oh. Manjoume looks a little starstruck by that, and once again he is reminded all over again of just how amazing Camazotz is. It makes the nervous tension in his chest ease a bit upon hearing that, enough to actually smile.]

I see. [...] It's still a little embarrassing to think about some of these people watching, but... you're also right: only your attention truly matters more than theirs. You're the only who actually gets to touch me like that, while they can only watch.

The great Camazotz does not share. Rest assured.

[If anyone other than him dared to even try to touch Jun, they would be dead in an instant.]

[... hot.]

Good.

[If anyone else ever showed up able to see and touch Camazotz too... before Manjoume can wonder if he would actually commit a murder himself over something like that, the door suddenly swings open, some girl who gestures for Manjoume to come with her.]

"Manjoume-san, we're almost ready for you. I'll be taking you to the bathing area for the necessary cleansing, and then you'll change into the robes we have provided for the ceremony."

[She holds up the clothing in question--very formal and flowy white kimono, looks like the sort of garment you'd expect for a bride to wear for a religious wedding like this... except that it looks like it's been modified very slightly to make it so that it is very, very easy to get access to the bride's, um... necessary parts for the other half of this ceremony that they're going to be doing without having to fight too much with the ties and such currently holding it together for modesty.

Say thank you for your followers thinking about your need to deflower the bride immediately after the vows, Camazotz. Even if Manjoume is currently giving the outfit a look like "for fuck's sakes" in response.]

[Surprisingly, Camaztoz does not laugh at the outfit, as blatantly easy access as it is.]

You'll make a beautiful bride.

[Perhaps not something that Jun needed or wanted reassurance about, but he gets it anyway.]

[Oh, that certainly gets a blush to spread across Jun's face in response. He's never really been called "beautiful" before...... in that case, maybe its fine after all if Camazotz thinks that he will look good in it...]

Thank you.

[The girl gestures again, and Manjoume finally stands to go accompany her. He allows himself to be lead to the bathing area where he's handed a bunch of different soaps and lathers and fragrances that he's told is reserved for ceremonies that he needs to scrub himself all over with (and thankfully is given some privacy to do so for this part at least, thank god), followed by being dressed and fitted in the wedding robes that were shown earlier. Some jewelry is placed around his neck, some kind of hair decoration placed there, so on and so forth of fidgeting with his appearance until finally he is brought out to the main venue. Everyone is in a kneeling position on the floor, in a circular pattern facing toward the middle of the room, where it looks like it's been decorated in a manner to be almost fitting of a traditional wedding, save for the offerings of things like fruit and ointments that have been set out, and all the candles that have been lit instead of being surrounded by flowers.

There's also what looks like... pillows? That have been piled into a corner of the room along with a small table covered with a white sheet, but Manjoume's attention is forced to be redirected back to the head priest, who asks for everyone to begin with citing the usual prayers and so on speaking of gratitude to Camazotz for his strength, his guidance, his blessings for a successful future and victory over any enemies that may appear, so on and so forth until telling Manjoume to turn to their lord and give his vows.

Normally, this would probably involve praying and bowing one's head to whatever statue of the God's likeness is in the room and speaking to it, but since Manjoume can actually see the God in question, he turns directly towards wherever Camazotz has chosen to be--preferably, next to him as he speaks.]

I, Manjoume Jun, give my body, soul, and heart in offering to our great Lord Camazotz. Lord Camazotz is the being I wish to devote my life to, and I will do whatever it takes in order to satisfy his every need. I am truly grateful to be blessed by his presence, and...

[There's a pause, as he's expected to say something or other like "on behalf of my fellow worshippers of his name, I will do xyz for their benefit as well, let us have a good harvast and the blood of our enemies spilled or whatever the fuck etc etc" as well, but instead, after a moment, he blurts out--]

It makes me really happy that you chose me out of anyone else here that you could make yours. I... I love you, so I can't imagine a life without you anymore. Please take care of me as your bride.

[The words are mumbled a little toward the ending, a little embarrassed about referring to himself out loud as a bride as opposed to a groom or even partner, but listen, fuck talking about everyone else here, this is his moment to be honest and sappy for a second, okay.]

[Camazotz does, indeed, walk by Jun's side. He listens to the others' prayers, but his smile is reserved for when Jun speaks. He's uncharacteristically quiet during the proceedings, until Jun is finished offering himself to him.]

I accept your offering with delight, Manjoume Jun.

[Judging by the reactions of other priests, he's now visible and audible to them as well. One massive wing curls around Jun's side, pulling him close.]

You will be raised above other mortals, and become divine in being, as you become one with your god.

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