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Father Levi had always been one of the most devout priests within the Trost Catholic diocese. He was famous throughout the Church for both his iron self-control and ability to help younger priests when their steps faltered and temptations set in. He understood how easy it was to lose sight of what being a priest stood for when they were inundated with instruments of sin the moment they stepped out of the rectory doors. It was a fine line to walk, that line between staying present and relevant in the modern world yet standing apart from it and not succumbing to its temptations.
Which is why the overwhelming lust he was feeling towards the green-eyed young man in front of him both confused and scared him.
Eren Yeager had called Father Levi at the rectory earlier that day, his voice frantic on the line. “Father, please help. I’m due for a flight in a couple of hours, and I’m absolutely terrified to fly. Would you hear my confession before I go to the airport? I don’t want to die with stains on my soul!”
Levi calmed the young man down, checking his schedule for the day and rearranging a meeting with Sister Annie for the day after to clear space. “Of course, my son. I’m free until 3pm.”
“Oh, thank you , Father. I’ll be right over.”
True to his word, Eren showed up fifteen minutes later, wide-eyed and slightly out of breath. Levi had expected a youth, but it was clear that he had misjudged from the sound of Eren’s voice. Before him stood a man in his early to mid twenties, a little under six feet in height, with tanned skin, russet-colored hair, and the most gorgeous set of blue-green eyes he’d ever seen. Those eyes were fixated on Levi like he alone could save his soul, and at that moment in time it wasn’t too far off the mark.
Levi coughed to break the tension and welcomed Eren into the rectory. “Would you prefer to use a confessional screen?”
“No Father, face to face is fine.” Levi directed Eren into the living room and sat in one of the two chesterfield armchairs near the fire. As Levi sat back into his chair Eren made the sign of the cross and knelt before him.
“Ah, no, my son, you don’t have to kneel. You can sit in the chair opposite.” He shifted uncomfortably as Eren looked up, capturing his storm-grey eyes with iridescent green.
“If it’s all right with you, Father, I prefer to kneel. It doesn’t feel right being a sinner and sitting on equal footing with yourself.”
Father Levi gripped the arm of the chair to prevent himself from wiping his hand across his face. He didn’t want to make the younger man uncomfortable when he was already tense and nervous about his upcoming flight. “It’s fine.” His cock twitched in agreement. “Let’s begin, shall we?”
Eren nodded and crossed himself. They chanted in unison, “In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, Amen.”
Levi read a passage from the Bible regarding God’s love and honest repentance, then motioned for Eren to recount his sins. The younger man took a deep breath and glanced up into Levi’s eyes for a moment, then back down at the floor as a blush crept over his cheeks. He started off with minor offenses. Lying to his parents about various things, coveting his neighbor Jean’s new Porsche, and letting someone else take the blame for his mistakes at work. Levi had heard various versions of these kinds of sins in the past, and his mind began to wander until Eren voiced his next confession.
“I…” He stopped, took a deep breath, and started again. “I have a crush on… a priest. In this church. I’ve tried everything to stop it, to make it go away, but…” He sighed again. “But I can’t.” His blush bloomed even more fiercely on his cheeks, reaching up all the way to his ears. Eren had Levi’s full attention now. “I’ve tried so many different ways of making it go away. I thought...if I finally gave in to my fantasies, if I brought myself off enough times, that maybe I could get it out of my system. But no, every Sunday his voice, the passion in it...thank God we kneel for parts of our prayers because I don’t think my legs would be able to hold me up for a full service.” Eren let out a small laugh.
Levi sat back in his chair, stunned. He was the only priest that attended every Sunday Mass, so it was without a doubt in his mind that the priest Eren alluded to was himself. Images of the man before him writhing in bed, tanned skin gleaming with sweat as he stroked himself to completion over and over, imagining it was Levi’s hands and mouth on him… Before he could derail his train of thought his cock had hardened in his trousers, and he prayed that Eren would not choose to look up before he could get himself under control.
God must not have been listening, because Eren lifted his head and gasped. Levi’s tailored black trousers perfectly outlined his hard length, still twitching from the images in his mind. Levi flushed with both embarrassment and lust, but he couldn’t leave the confession rite unfinished. He prayed that both he and Eren could ignore his transgression long enough to get the ritual over with, then he’d have to hunt down a priest for his own confession.
Before he realized what he was doing, Eren reached his hand towards Levi and ran his index finger along the length in amazement and appreciation. Levi jumped at the sensation and broke Eren’s trance. The younger man gasped in mortification, wide-eyed apology written on his features, and scrambled back. “Oh, Father, I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have...I should go.”
It had taken all of Levi’s self-control not to moan at the feeling. It had been so long since he’d been touched there, and the lightest brush of Eren’s fingertips had him yearning for more. He couldn’t let the other man leave. “Wait, Eren...we have to finish the rite.” He hoped that the breathless panting he heard in his own voice wasn’t as obvious to Eren as it was to himself. Green-blue eyes met his, and he read both the mortification and lust in them. He knew then that he was lost.
“Are you sure, Father?”
Levi’s voice dropped an octave as he answered. “Yes, Eren.”
Eren knelt back down in front of Levi, and if he was quite a bit closer this time than before, neither of them remarked on it. “For your penance, perform six Hail Marys and three Our Fathers. God, the Father of mercies, through the death and resurrection of his Son has reconciled the world to himself and sent the Holy Spirit among us for the forgiveness of sins; through the ministry of the Church, may God give you pardon and peace, and I absolve you from your sins in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.” Levi felt more than a little hypocritical at repeating the absolution, but it was his job to perform the rite.
Eren nodded and thanked Levi, but did not rise. Levi’s cock had started to soften as he spoke the absolution, but as soon as the ritual ended and Eren looked at him with the same lust as before, he was fully hard and aching.
Eren stood then, and leaned over Levi in his chair. He looked the priest up and down, licking his bottom lip as his pupils widened. He reached forward to stroke Levi through his trousers. “I may need to confess again soon, Father, for I have every intention of sinning right now.”
Levi’s restraint crumbled and he grasped the back of Eren’s neck, pulling him into a deep kiss as the other man stroked his cock over his clothes.