basilica karasu He was going to break the last of his ties to his old life. this was the big moment. She stood behind him, with a mischievous look in her eyes as he picked the lock to the rectory door and punched the security code to gain access to the building. one digit, another , and another and one more...the lights across the display went green indicating success. they made their way from the front desk of the rectory past the old unused sleeping quarters to the refrigerator where the wine was stored. They knew it wasn't truly sacramental wine as the priest never said the blessing over it until just before mass, concluding the blesssing as the offertory gifts were brought forth. she smiled at him again, a fierce determination in her eyes. she led the way from the rectory hallway through the corridor into the main part of the sanctuary she unzipped her jacket letting it drop to the floor as the statuary smiled on beatifically, the auxilliary lights casting their glow like halos on the plaster saints. A step behind, he let his coat fall to the floor as well. taking out the small lighter and lighting the candles, imbuing the sanctuary and the altar with a golden glow. she pulled her dagger from her wairtband and he drew his from the sheath in his boot. she drew closer to him, inserting the dagger into the button placket of his shirt, cutting away all of the buttons, and ripping the shirt open with a ferocity belied by her petite frame He took his dagger and cut the shoulder straps of her blouse, pulling the fabric away and exposing her breasts. he kissed her bare shoulders as he crouched low, assuming a supplicant position on his knees before her, covering her with kisses. he finished undressing her as he settled his knees to the wooden floor. she walked slowly to the altar, reveling in their mutual anticipation, she flashed him a knowing grin as she stood with her back to the altar and raised her arms in a pose reminiscient of the crucifed man on the icon behind her. he walked forward, picking up the glass chalice, and filled it with the sweet red wine as he approached. he set the chalice on the small pedestal adjacent to the altar and lifted her onto the altar, kissing her hands and the scars on her outstretched arms as he did so. he backed away for a second to marvel at the sight of her there and she drank a sip from the chalice, letting a few drops run from the corner of her mouth and down her chest leaving a faint blood-red trail as it flowed he dipped his fingers in the wine and traced them over her nipples, licking them as he did. the game had begun in earnest and she urged him on with her cries and her passionate cursing as he satisfied her desires atop the altar. high above the sacristy, the gilded cherubs turned their heads away from the sight 010727 ... silentbob I fucking loved that series 010727 what's it to you? who go blather from