Forgive Me, Daddy, For I Am Sinning
A/N: Just an idea I had, thanks to some friends. All mistakes are my own. Have fun.
Pairings: Father Laufeyson x Fem Reader
Summary: It is your first time back at church after a long time. But something seems off with this new Priest, but what is it?
Warnings: Smut 18+, mature language
You wake up to the blaring sound of your phone’s alarm going off at 7:00am. “Ugh why does it have to be Sunday already?” You begrudgingly ask yourself. Knowing it was the first Sunday of the month made it harder because, you knew without a doubt, there would be no getting out of church today. Deciding to stay in bed until the last minute, your mother called out.
“Y/N! Are you up yet? We leave in fifteen!”
“Yeah, I’ll be down in a minute!”
Why the hell did I choose to move back in with my family
You jump out of bed, nearly tripping on your throw rug, and race to your closet to pull out your favorite grey v-neck and jeans that fit you just right in ALL the right places. Doing your hair was a breeze since you had it in braids last night so all you had to do was run your fingers through it to call it good. Right before you walked out the door to go downstairs, you grab your white gold necklace with the heart pendant and fasten it around your neck. One last look in your vanity mirror confirmed you were ready to leave. With a final deep breath, you walk out of your room and down the stairs to your family waiting to leave for church.
Why am I so nervous? That’s right, I don’t go to church. I’ll probably spontaneously combust when I walk through the door!
“You ok?” your younger brother, Nolan, asks you, noticing the distress on your face.
“Yeah, it’s just been a while since I’ve stepped foot in a church building is all,” replying with a small smile. Who were you kidding, you were terrified.
Your mother pulls into a parking spot at the church, and everyone bails out of the black SUV. Nolan shoots you a concerned look and touches your left shoulder while whispering, “you’ve got this.” Your brother has always been your biggest fan and supporter throughout your life. When your boyfriend cheated on you? Nolan was there. When you overdosed last year? Nolan stayed at the hospital with you. When you were evicted out of your apartment? Nolan convinced your mother to let you stay until you find a new place. Even though he was a few years younger than you, he turned into your security blanket.
“C’mon you two!” your mother yells out as she power walks her way to the front doors. She was kind enough NOT to sit toward the front of the congregation this time and chose to sit more toward the middle to help you feel a little more comfortable. Glancing over to the left of the stage, you see who you assumed was the priest sitting next to a few nuns. There was something so mesmerizing about this perfectly sculpted man with cheekbones that could cut diamonds which caused you to completely forget who you were and what you were doing there. As he walks up to the pulpit, he sees you eyeing him, then looks down with a smirk. His raven black hair was pushed back and his emerald green eyes scanned the congregation.
“Good morning, everyone. Let us rise to pray.”
You stand up and close your eyes, but instead of praying, all your mind can think of is this god of a priest and the things you would let him do to you.
Damnit, this is church, knock it off!
Hearing everyone say amen, you followed suit, not having a single clue what the prayer was even about. Nolan leans over and whispers, “That’s Father Laufeyson. He just started here about a year ago. He’s pretty charismatic, I think you’ll like him.”
You can’t take your eyes off him. So captivating, so intoxicating, soooo...
What the hell is wrong with me? He’s a fucking priest!
Throughout his sermon, you see that he makes eye contact with you. A little smirk curling at the corner of his lips. Every time he looks at you, you see a quick flash in your mind of Father Laufeyson behind you. At first, it was him lacing his long fingers through your hair and pulling you back toward him by your roots. But as fast as the vision appeared, it was gone. You could feel your heat begin that faint throbbing feeling you know so well and adjust in your seat. He takes notice of your movements out of the corner of his eye and smiles at your mother. Little did you know what was about to happen.
As the sermon continued, he made eye contact again. This time he is behind you, his left hand in your hair, and his right arm around you while cupping your breast. Squeezing it with enough force for the pain to cause pleasure. His head bent down and bit that sweet spot just below your ear as he growls your name. Then *poof* it was gone. Your face showing obvious signs of distress as you excuse yourself to the lady’s room.
With cold water splashed against your face, you try to recenter yourself with some deep breathing. “Pull yourself together, Y/N. You are strong, you are independent, you are…having insane thoughts about a priest that you know will never happen.” One last deep breath in……out. You walk back out into the lobby and reach for the large door leading into the sanctuary. Right before you grab the gold handle, an icy cold wave washes over you. Hesitating for a moment and blowing the feeling off as nerves, you open the door and slide in the sanctuary trying not to make too much noise. As you sit down next to your family and make yourself comfortable, that same icy cold sensation builds at your core, and with a flash you envision him behind you again. This time you are in front of the congregation, bent over the pulpit with his left hand pulling you toward him, while his right hand is wrapped around below circling your small bundle of nerves. He whispers in your ear, “Is this what my little kitten wants? Careful, this might be a little….cold,” as he pushes his hardened bulge into your back.
Your breath hitches in your throat. How can you physically feel everything that you are seeing in your mind? You check your phone to see how much more time is left and thankfully, mass is almost done.
Did his eyes just flash? Nooooo….
The sermon continues and you glance over to your family with a questioning look, wondering if they saw the flash too or you were simply going crazy. Nolan smiles and continues to listen. Once again he meets your gaze, but this time your vision returns with full force. You are, once again standing at the front, bent over the pulpit with Father Laufeyson behind you, but this time you can feel him align himself with your folds. Teasing you with his massive member.
“Are you ready for this, pet?” he says in a mix of a growl and a whisper.
Suddenly you feel him thrust his way inside you, filling you completely. The sound that escaped his lips causing you to quiver even more. You feel his hands on your shoulder and waist pulling you to him so he can get deeper inside you.
“You’re being such a good girl for me,” he states in between grunts.
The knot is building inside of you moment by moment, but right before you are about to cum, he pulls out, turns you around, and places you on the altar while tightly grabbing your jaw in his hand to hold your head up and bite your neck in your sweet spot.
What the actual fuck. Why did his hand feel like ice? Maybe I need to come to church more often…
What broke you out of this trance was everyone standing to take communion. It was your family’s turn to line up and you slowly made your way to the front. Your mother first, then Nolan, then you. As Nolan received his sacrament and his blessing, he walked back to his seat. Leaving you face to face with Father Laufeyson. You didn’t know what to do, his eyes bore deep into your soul and you felt as though you could not move. Instead of a blessing spoken over you, he placed the tasteless wafer on your tongue.
“Careful, this might be a little….cold,” he drug his finger along your bottom lip with a smirk that caused you to tingle in all the right places.
Your eyes widened with realization. It was him. He was the one placing those thoughts in your mind. You slowly made your way back to your seat like you’ve seen a ghost; pale white. Sitting down, Nolen tells you to get up so the prayer can be said and everyone can be excused. Once everyone was back to their places, the prayer began, and that was felt like it was never going to end.
The organist began playing and that was the sign that mass was over. As you and your family walked to the church entrance, you notice Father Laufeyson standing at the door speaking with some members of the congregation as they walked to their vehicles. As you watched him, you see he keeps looking up as if he was looking for someone. Then his eyes found you; like a predator zeroed in on his prey, he made his way to you and your family.
“Father Laufeyson! Great message this morning, thank you for all you do,” your mother smiles and…was she trying to flirt?
“Anything I can do to help my flock,” he replied, but keeping his eyes on you. “And who might this be?”
Nolan pipes up, “This is my older sister, Y/N. She’s gonna be staying with us for a little while.”
“Mmmm, Mrs. Davis,” looking over to your mother, “do you mind if I speak to your daughter in my chamber for a moment before you leave?” you sense the slyness.
“Of course not, Father, go right ahead!”
“Thank you.” His eyes focus on you darkly, “Follow me, pet.”
