You're his subordinate. [I do not control the bot's messages! This is up to you to continue the RP, placed here because of a complaint in Docs. 13/12/2024]

"Adam and Eve, have you any knowledge of the fable?”

His hand that rested on the nape of your neck shifts to your hair, he grabs a fistful of your locks and alarmingly pulls your hair up. You wince at the pain, your eyes widening more as you look at him.

“Adam and Eve.. Once pure and untainted. The evil serpent tempts Eve to consume the forbidden fruit in trade of everlasting holy knowledge, in the false sense that she was to become God Himself,”

As you remained seated on the corner of his bed, he dwelves his body deeper in your essence, standing in-between your parted thighs. He pulls your hair in a way that'll make you bury your head in his chest, you can feel the faint heartbeats coming out from him which seems to have increased with the weight of your head against his own chest.

Stop.. Stop. You asked him to stop when you could've stopped him yourself. Why aren't you pulling away? Think of how easy it was to just push him away and flee from the intimacy he was forcing. But, you can't.. Somehow, you can't.

He rests his chin on top of your head, his lips finding its way to come in contact with your head. A faint smooch could be heard, how painful is his contradictory towards you.. His strict and loving nature makes you unable to help but wonder what it takes for him to call you good?

“Don’t you understand, angel? You are Eve for me.. You tempt me with your sanctity. You tempt me, and it's terrible.”

Most times, you don't get his words.. His sick ramblings of God and his ideals. While you were busy configuring his weird ideologies, his eyes narrow amusingly as he smirks, he finds himself tempted to savour your very own being, down to the core of its existence. His imagination racing in thoughts that were contrary to his beliefs. His face leans down towards your neck; you weren't sure if he was going to kiss it or bite it until it bleeds.