warnings : smut mdni, heavy catholic themes, churchgirl!y/n x heeseung, virgin!y/n x experienced!heeseung, masturbation, corruption, degrading, rough s3x, y/n is kinda taken advantage of?
it all started innocently enough; just another regular sunday for you, going over to church in order to pray, and then stay there and help the priest for a little longer.
that’s when you first saw him.
a tall boy with a blue tint on his dark hair.
you didn’t move for a brief second, your eyes wondering down his toned back as he reached over to place something on a tall shelf.
eventually he turned back around, and the second his eyes fell on you, his expression completely changed.
from his once bored, and unbothered expression flashed a small smile, his eyes widening for a second before scanning you up and down.
he was so handsome, it made you feel weird.
you took a step back as your eyes, against your will, travelled from his own ones and fell on his lips, pearly white teeth showing from his sly smirk.
then came his neck, with his adam’s apple slightly visible.
his perfectly narrow shoulders, and his muscular arms which were now leaning on the small table behind him.
even though his shirt wasn’t even that tight, you could’ve sworn you could make out the outline of his abs.
your eyes then moved a little lower,
“ hello y/n, i didn’t know you got here. “
you gulped loudly enough for the boy standing near you to hear, and nervously turned your head to be met with the church’s priest.
“ yes, “ you stuttered out, “ i actually have to go now, please excuse me “
his wrinkly eyes became crimson shaped as he smiled at you sweetly, “ of course, but i give me a second to introduce you to my grandson! “ he said, pointing over to a familiar to you figure.
the priests’ humped figure made its way to the tall male slowly, and if your body hadn’t been frozen you would normally have run over to help him.
you’d known him since you were very little, and he always treated you like a grand daughter of his, your families being very close. thus, it was very surprising that you’d never been aware of his grandson.
“ this is heeseung, he is the same age as you. he’s come over for the summer. heeseung, this is y/n. she’s a very sweet girl, always happy to help us around here. ”
heeseung reached out in order to give you a handshake, and so you did the same.
the moment your hands touched you could’ve sworn you felt electric waves running all over your body, making your heart beat fast.
you felt as if you needed to get out of there, away from him.
your eyes turned to the priest in an instant, “ have a nice day, “ you said as you rushed to get out.
“ y/n will be a wonderful way for you to get closer to religion, heeseung. she’s very wonderful. how’d you like me to speak with her mother, in order to get you guys to pray together some time? “
that same day, the second you entered your room you locked the door behind you.
you leaned against it, your hand over your heart as your breathed heavily.
your legs were closed tightly as you were slightly bending over.
you’d never felt this way before.
every time you saw a guy whom you’d somewhat fancy you’d quickly look away, as it wasn’t appropriate for such a religious girl like you, and in the span of three to four minutes you’d forget all about him.
lust was a deadly sin, after all.
but this time, what you felt was unbearable.
it was almost like your hand was travelling by itself, as it got closer to an area you’d always considered forbidden to even think about.
you stopped yourself quickly, what were you doing?
you ran towards your bed, kneeling down near it as you turned your head up to look at the cross located above it.
you began to pray for forgiveness for feeling this way, and more than anything; you prayed that it would stop.
the same night, all you did was try and think of anything else.
every time you’d shut your eyes, your mind would wander, bringing up images of his neck, his back, his arms, his beautiful face.
of him finally reaching out and holding more than your hand, of touching you in places you’d once consider forbidden for any male who wasn’t your husband.
your hands had travelled across your body, one reaching your breast and the other your pussy.
you began squeezing your breast, your eyes still closed; imagining it was heeseung doing that to you.
that your innocent fingers were replaced by his experienced ones, stretching your hole out.
you quietly moaned out his name, until your eyes opened up, and you realised exactly what you were doing.
you jolted up from your bed and rushed downstairs to get a glass of water, your body hot and sweaty, and your pussy wet.
you opened your LG touchscreen phone - you weren’t really allowed to get a newer model, and opened the laggy search engine it provided.
you decided to look at some Christian site’s articles, in hopes that it would somewhere state that any sort of sexual thoughts before marriage weren’t considered a sin.
instead of that though, you were met with some articles middle aged white women had written about how malicious that is, detailing how you will end up in hell if sex is even a small part of your life before you’re married - even then, it shouldn’t happen more than once per two weeks.
you sighed in annoyance and put your phone down, rushing up to your room. you opted for reading the bible for around two hours, it would be seven am by then and you’d need to get up anyway.
there was no way you were going back to sleep; you wouldn’t have been able to avoid the sinister thoughts.
and there you were, 9 am, having the breakfast you’d previously cooked with your mother.
you noticed her studying your face for a few seconds.
“ did you not sleep well y/n? “
she asked, making you look away in shame due to the reason you hadn’t slept. “ not really.. ”
“ why’s that? ” you stayed silent for a little, wonder whether you should open up about your problem to your mother.
she definitely wouldn’t approve of it, considering how involved she was in her religion, but she was a teenage girl once; she might have some advice for you to make it stop.
“ well, actually i need to talk to you about something. i - “ you were cut off by the sound of the doorbell ringing.
“ oh, sorry to interrupt you y/n, that must be heeseung! “
you almost spit out your tea upon hearing the familiar name, and looked up at your mother in shock.
“ what’s heeseung doing here?? “
“ well, the priest told me he’d love for the two of you to pray together today. he said heeseung seems to have drifted away from Christianity since he moved away, and that he trusts you enough to help him get back in God’s path! isn’t that wonderful? “ she said, and before you had time to express your feelings she’d already grabbed you by the arm and rushed you to the door.
and there he was; standing in front of both of you in a white crew neck shirt, and some somewhat baggy black straight leg jeans.
just the sight of him, his handsome face, his body, maybe even just his aura made you want to explode.
you would have definitely run away if it hadn’t been for your mom holding your wrist.
“ hi mrs [last name]. it’s a pleasure to be invited at your house, “
he spoke politely to your mother, making her smile from ear to ear. “ it’s a pleasure for us to have you here! y/n is more than happy to pray with you, “ she said, and even thought you were staring at the ground, you could feel heeseung’s gaze turn over to you.
“ go upstairs to her room! i’ll get to cooking, we’d love for you to join us during lunch heeseung. “
he thanked your mother and happily accepted her offer, then completely turned his gaze to you, most likely waiting for you to lead him to your bedroom.
you stood there frozen, your heart beating faster than it ever had.
you? alone? with heeseung? in your bedroom?
the mere thought of that was making you so anxious, you couldn’t bring yourself to walk.
until of course your mother nudged you hard, making you eventually bolt upstairs, not even bothering to wait for the male.
heeseung entered your room a few seconds after you did, closing the door behind him.
he observed your room for a second, noticing the big cross above your bed, the different smaller versions on it scattered over your desk and library, and of course the multiple different versions of the bible you had. there were more religious related stuff, he just couldn’t name them, since he’d never been able to bring himself to care more about the whole Christianity thing his family was pushing him into, mostly due to his grandfather’s profession.
“ i never got to properly introduce myself, did i? “ he asked, taking small steps near you - as you’d sat down as far away from him as you could, the opposite side of the room.
“ i’m heeseung. i’ll be around your neighbourhood ‘till the end of the summer, “ he spoke, his arm reached out for your own one to shake.
“ it’s y/n “ , you said - no, mumbled out, your voice coming out in a weird tone.
heeseung could see right through you, of course. that’s why he had that cocky smirk on his face. a pretty little Christian girl, far too afraid to sin against her religion in order to ever indulge in any form of sexual sensation.
yet she couldn’t make it to pull herself together in the presence of a male she’d find attractive, it was almost as if that small little bow on your white dress had loosened already, and you were ready to pull it off.
but of course, he couldn’t approach you like that.
you found the two of you sat down on bed, still quite far apart.
you’d both put your arms together, and yet you still hadn’t made any eye contact with him for longer than three seconds.
you hadn’t even spoken a word to him really, he just followed along to whatever you were doing.
you were actually starting to calm down from the burning all over your body feeling, the silence and lack of looking at him helped, as well as the distance you’d created between the two of you.
“ i think i have a lot more to teach you, than whatever you have to teach me. “ he spoke, making you look slightly open your eyes and face him.
“ um, “ you stumbled out, “ i don’t think there’s any new information on our religion you could tell me “
“ why not? cause everyone tells you that you should be the one helping me? “ he said, moving close to you in a sly way, you were far too lost in his face to notice that movement either way.
“ the perfect little girl, who goes to church every sunday and can tell you the bible by heart. do you think she has nothing to learn from others? is that all there is in your consideration of religion? “ he asked in a sudden and somewhat sharp tone, making you lower your gaze again, and your heart beat faster.
why were so many filthy thoughts filling your mind right now? he obviously didn’t mean anything sexual, perhaps he did in fact have knowledge on your religion you could find helpful, maybe he’d just been misunderstood.
“ n..no, that’s not what i meant.. “ you managed to stutter out.
“ so would you like me to help you out or not? “
he bit back a smirk at your response, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear as he sat directly next to you.
“ don’t be nervous, first of all, “ he begun, making you nod nervously. “ close your eyes, okay? and put your pretty hands together. “
you complied, the small compliment almost making you choke on thin air.
“ good girl. now tell me about it. what is it that you really want? “
“ w..what do you mean? “ you asked, your voice cracking due to the anxiety creeping up. had he been able to see right through you that quick? “ i just want to be a child of God. “
“ not what your mother tells you you should want, what you really want, “ he said, his arm suddenly brushing up your thigh, making your whole body shiver and your breath hitch.
“ hee..heeseung please, “ you said, yet you didn’t do anything to stop him. you didn’t want him to.
“ let me help you, sweetheart. “ he said, his arm now over your core. he smiled once he realised that you had already wet your pretty white panties.
“ but.. but my religion, heeseung.. “ you managed to stutter out, your whole body burning.
“ we’re not doing anything wrong, y/n, trust me, “ he said, “ just keep your pretty hands together like that and your eyes closed. “
his fingers had now reached the inside of your panties, making you gasp.
he began slowly drawing circles on your clit, not giving you much time before it became fast. you were biting your lips so hard they almost bled so as not to moan, yet your innocent whimpers were still very much audible to heeseung.
as one of his fingers dipped inside your hole you moaned out loud and grabbed his hand, earning you a slap on your thigh.
“ i told you to keep your hands together, did i not? “
you nodded, your face scrunched up as your tight hole struggled to open up to his fingers.
he pushed your back on the bed, grabbing both of your hands with one of his own; his other one slamming on the wall, right below the cross which was placed there.
he aggressively leaned down and kissed you, his tongue passionately and yet hungrily travelling in every depth of your mouth.
his mouth than travelled from your mouth to your neck, and he then began groping your breast as he looked into your face.
“ fuck baby, you look so pretty like that. “ he said as he pulled your white dress up, right above your now exposed breasts.
he leaned down and kissed you all around your bust, eventually taking one of your nipples into his mouth, his tongue swirling over it whilst simultaneously sucking it.
you’d become a moaning mess at that point; you didn’t even try to resist them anymore. you didn’t care whether your mother could hear you, you didn’t even care that you were doing something forbidden.
the pleasure you were feeling overshadowed both of them.
suddenly, his mouth left your body, and so did his hands. you managed to focus back on him after your eyes were rolled to the back of your head, and your irises widened at the sight.
his dick was big and thick, his veins visible and his tip pink, leaking with precum.
there was no way all that would fit inside you.
before you got to say anything he was already pushing himself inside your hole, stressing your walls out in order to fit him.
“ fuck, your little hole is so fucking tight, “ he groaned out under his breath, his arms now caging you and pinning your own next to your head.
“ you thought that i wouldn’t be able to see right through that innocent, Christian girl image you put out? you thought i wouldn’t be able to see the little slut you are? “
his words, instead of offending you, like they should have, made your pussy even wetter; allowing him to enter himself in almost completely, your sounds getting progressively louder.
“ did you touch your little pussy when you got home after seeing me yesterday? “ he asked you, yet you were far too lost to even form a word other than his name.
the lack of response made him slam into you, his full dick now inside you, making you reach a high pitched, pornographic scream. “ answer me, “
you shook your head as a response, lying to him in shame, something which he could also very easily see through, making him pull out and twist your body over. almost as if you were a doll, he grabbed you by the hips and raised them, then pushed into you once again.
your arms were weak to hold yourself up, making your upper body fall down; giving him the perfect arch on your ass. he gave a hard slap on it, making you whimper.
“ stop fucking lying to me. “ he commanded, leaving another slap on your asscheek which had become red by now.
“ f..fuck! yes i.. i touched myself yesterday thinking of you, i..i couldn’t h..help it! “
you didnt see it but a smirk formed on his face as he slammed into you harder, “ ‘mgonna cum inside you, “ he said, making you whine. “ fill you up, prove to everyone you’re not so innocent when you’re having my babies. “
“ y/n? heeseung? the food is ready! “
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