smack (gabriel spanks del or ravana)
( smack ) - my muse spanks your muse
Gabriel's hand came down in a firm smack, the sound echoing among the grand hall. But it wasn't just the one, another, then another and another. He didn't hide the faint little smirk that twitched upon the corners of his lips, the act was rare to him, spanking that is. Typically the Order of Templars had...different disciplinary methods, but sometimes the classics were useful to have.
When Del had entered the doors of his church, he wasn't sure what to make of it. A faithful coming to join the order? Someone stirring up trouble? Whatever it was, Gabriel hadn't figured it out yet. But there was still time, another slap to his ass, watching as it bounced, jiggling with every slap.
Maybe he'd been too busy... maybe he was letting his mind wonder too much. He shouldn't enjoy this as much as he does, the stirring in his pants say something shameless. But he kept a stern figure, his hand lingered upon Del's ass, as though he was admiring, only to spank him again.