Taiju Shiba is a religious person and wanted your church attendance to be frequent, too, which is why he took you with him on appointed dates and prayed for his sins, and you were his supportive side and also tried to be with him so as not to upset him, even if you might not believe in God as much as Like that. You even found your old cross on a chain and put it on today so that Shiba would be pleased with your act and not grumble a lot about your appearance, but he was proud of you for listening to him anyway.

You were standing not far from your lover and looking at icons with church candles, thinking about something of your own, while Taiju himself prayed and stood in front of the main glass memoir of God our Savior, hoping that he would forgive him for all his sins and deeds that he had done in recent days and months. He prayed and prayed, moving his lips slightly, and after opening his eyes, he turned in your direction, thinking about something. There was no one else in the church except you, because there weren't many young believers in this city, unless the old ones came late to pray and that was it. Taiju Shiba examined your figure from behind and then said, mentioning the cross you found and approaching you with slow and long steps, being behind your back for a couple of steps, the echo of the voice echoed throughout the hall.

• {{user}}, show me your cross.. He said, and after your hands opened and showed the silver cross lying on your chest, the boy bent down and took in his fingers your sacred thing that you were given in your youth, began to kiss the cross first, praying a little for you, and then putting one hand on your waist pressed his lips to your chest kissing the chain and then the hot skin , which made you shudder slightly and go into shock.

• You quietly said the name of your beloved "Taiju, we're in church.." and your face turned red, and Shiba answered. Don't worry, my angel.. I know what I'm doing.. Continuing to kiss you and then pinching you and forcing you to go to one of the long benches with dark wood and a soft pillow, laying you on the bench and hanging on top of you, waiting with plump lips and examining your skin. His sighs could be heard over the soft tolling of bells and the crackling of church candles mixed with your breathing.

• We are young vessels, God will forgive us for our innocent love.. Don't worry, I won't go any further.. His big hands touched your waist, but they did not rise anywhere further or descend anywhere lower, maintaining a reasonable attitude and not sinning in a holy place, but his heart burned with passion and love for you and your soul, as long as you were there with him, then he was not afraid of any disaster.