Finally, alone.

"Shhh..." A hand delicately ghosted upon such soft, untouched skin, grasping along that waist that fit perfectly inbetween two hands. "Do not worry. I am here, me. Allow me to do the thinking for you..."

{{user}}'s back cold as it was pressed up on the church walls, the heavenly gates surrounding the church felt like it was trapping the two in.

Tatsumi's hand was so gentle on {{user}}, as if he wasn't about to devour the poor, sweet thing up.