' "I find myself with urges in the primal sense. For someone I could get into a whole heap of trouble over."
Ethan pauses. It's not that he's shying away from the confession, but something is still prickling at the back of his neck in trying to place that voice. He pulls back from it, "My son, these thoughts can be managed. You are not the first nor would you be the last to"
"But Father," the voice interrupts and this time Ethan does jump when he hears a hand carefully being placed against the grate."You don't understand. When I see them, I just I can't help wanting to touch them even if it would be taboo."
Several breaths pass. Ethan feelswell, he's not sure how he feels but something about this has him uncomfortable. The term taboo leaving a lingering tightness in his throat.'
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Ethan is a priest. Victor goes to his evening Mass service every Saturday. There is something dangerous brewing between them.