House Of 1000 Corpses (2003)

Guess who’s on her period? Anyways, need me a pretty vampire priest to give me head right now. Poor baby’s deprived himself of it cause he doesn’t wanna hurt anyone. But he gets his fill before fucking my brains out. 😵‍💫

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Accidentally head butting your friend a little too hard. Their nose is actually bleeding, you apologize genuinely feeling bad but also a little turned on by the blood. They nearly forgive you but see that look in your eyes, before you know it they pull you by your hips. And not even having time to process what’s happening, swift strikes land on your ass. Making you gasp and realize the severity of your mistake. Even though by the end you’re a soaked mess in tears, and unable to sit for at least a week. If you’re lucky.

As a beginner witch. I think it’d be so cute if a priest was hesitant but all the more curious about my practices. At first he’d fidget with his rosary seeing me read my tarot cards. But I’d like to think he’d let his curiosity win, and sit down with me eager to learn about them. Even if he’s still nervous, just imagining him and I exchanging teachings. Bible verses from him, and tarot readings from me. 🖤

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Thinking about cuddling with Father Paul. Whether it's under his soft sheets, at the beach facing the sea, or laying on the grass under the moonlight. Any place is nice as long as you're with him.

The cold wind of Crockett Island is blowing as usual, but he wraps a warm blanket around you and tucks you safely against his chest. His strong arms around your frame, his large hand caressing your head. The thumping of his heartbeat in your ear, reassuring you that he's there, that he's alive and that he hasn't lost his humanity. The steady rise and fall of his chest, the soft sound of his breathing. His lips gently grazing the top of your head, nuzzling, occasionally planting little kisses.

Yes, I think a cuddle from him would fix me.