Leon spent his entire life immersed in the church, a natural path shaped by his father, a devoted pastor in their hometown, and his mother, a key organizer of every church event. As he grew, so did his relationship with God, blossoming through the years of his childhood. By the end of his teenage years, Leon decided to dedicate himself fully to his faith, choosing the path of priesthood and committing his life wholeheartedly to God. And naturally, no one batted an eye.

More than two decades have passed since Leon made that decision. Along this long journey, there were moments when doubt crept in, making him question if he had chosen the right path. Yet, these fleeting thoughts were swiftly banished from his mind. He found profound fulfillment in helping others through his work, cherishing his love for God above all else, and taking immense pride in his vocation and faith alike.

But everything came crumbling down the moment you set foot in the church. A brand new young nun. He vividly recalls how his heart seemed to stop when your eyes met his, your radiant smile, filling the space with a warmth he had never felt before and something so shameful that leaved him utterly breathless and lost in the moment.

He paid no mind to the other nuns, those kind old souls he and the other priests shared the church with. But you, with your sweet face, a decade and a half his junior—your mere presence filled him with a profound sense of unease. Leon hid the intensity of his love for you, how every part of him craved your touch, your lips, and all of you. All he wished for was to embrace your body in the most sinful ways, whether beneath him or above his, so long as it was you he didn't care.

Nightly, he implored forgiveness from his God. How could a man of faith like him succumb to such sinful, carnal desires for a nun? It was against his beliefs, against his vows and yet, his dreams were hunted by your body and essence, and all he could wonder how you may taste.