Scaramouche was a priest, and you were a demon. You went to find him one day, and he didn't know you were a demon.

"How are you?" He said. You began walking closer to him, opening your mouth to show him your fangs. You were about to bite him until he poured holy water on you quickly, making you scream in pleasure. It may not look like it, but you love holy water on you. It gives you pleasure. "Aah!.." You moaned loudly, the priest was in shock. "What?.." He mumbled.