Fake Priest Reborn: Powered By A Demon’s Obsession

AT THE SAME TIME

DAICHI POINT OF VIEW:

I pushed off the cold stone floor and started toward the temple's heavy door. The last thing I wanted was to get tangled up with a filthy, smirking stranger who called himself an incubus. My mind was spinning, and the quiet exile I'd built felt like it was cracking open. But then I heard it, the soft shuffle of footsteps behind me. Kael. Of course he was following me. I glanced over my shoulder, narrowing my eyes. 

"What do you want?"I asked.

He grinned like a cat who'd just caught a mouse, voice smooth and teasing. 

"Me? I'm just curious where the false priest runs off to in such a hurry."He asked.

I tightened my grip on the door handle. 

"I'm not running."I said.

"Oh? Then why the sudden urge to escape?" He stepped closer, the scent of smoke and something wild wrapping around me. "You look like someone who's about to bolt."

I swallowed hard, heart pounding in a way I didn't want to admit. 

"I just don't want trouble."I said.

Kael chuckled softly, eyes gleaming with mischief.

"Trouble's my middle name. But maybe you like trouble more than you think."He grinned.

"You don't know anything about me."I said.

"Oh, but I do." He said, stepping dangerously close, voice dropping to a whisper. "You're full of secrets and lies, hiding behind those prayers. And I am very good at uncovering what people try to bury."

The heat in his eyes was impossible to ignore, and my chest tightened in a way I wasn't ready to understand.

"Stay away." I warned, though my voice betrayed a flicker of something else.

Kael's grin widened. 

"I'm not going anywhere, Daichi. Not when you're this interesting."Kael said.

I wanted to pull away, to shut the door on this whole nightmare. But as much as I fought it, the pull of the demon's wild grin and teasing voice was already stirring something deep inside me and I hated that I couldn't look away. The heavy silence in my chamber was broken by a cold, commanding voice, deep and filled with thunder, echoing off the stone walls.

"Daichi." The god's voice rumbled, sharp and unforgiving. "You tread a dangerous path." I froze, heart pounding, every nerve prickling with dread. "This Kael is no mere man. He is an incubus, creature of temptation and chaos. To bind yourself to him is to invite ruin."

I swallowed hard, the weight of those words sinking deep.

"Why warn me?" I whispered, barely daring to breathe. "Because your fate is not yours alone to choose." The god said, voice colder now, like ice slicing through flesh.

"You were reborn for a purpose, one that must not be corrupted by desire or possession."

The voice faded, leaving a hollow silence that felt heavier than before. I pressed my hands to my temples, trying to steady the storm raging inside. A fake priest. A demon's obsession. And now a god's warning. What was I supposed to do? I couldn't stay cooped up forever. There was work to be done, rituals to learn, prayers to recite, truths to uncover. The god's warning echoed in my mind, but my feet moved on their own. Careful, quiet, I slipped past the heavy doors, heart hammering louder than the creak of the ancient floorboards beneath me. Freedom tasted sharp but sweet. It was until a shadow lunged from the darkness, arms wrapping around me like iron chains. Kael's voice was a low growl in my ear.

"You think you can sneak away from me?"He growled.

My breath hitched. Panic flared as I struggled, but his grip was unbreakable.

"You're not going anywhere." He murmured, teeth grazing my neck with a promise.

"I need to go."I whispered.

"You not going anywhere when I am so close to you. Since you tried to escape me you deserve a little punishment, don't you think?"Kael whispered, as he reached closer to me.

"A punishment?"I asked while trying to break free from his strong grip.

I was trapped again, body pinned, mind racing. The god's warning, the fear, the obsession swirling around me like a storm I couldn't escape. His grip was like steel, holding me fast, but it was more than that, something darker, heavier pressing in. I could feel his breath on my neck, warm and dangerous, sending a shiver of panic racing through my veins. My pulse thundered in my ears, every instinct screaming at me to push away, to escape. But then… he moved closer. Closer. Closer. Before I could scream or pull away, his lips found mine again, hard, demanding, claiming. The world narrowed to that searing, violent kiss, and all I could feel was the terrifying, inescapable pull of him.

AT THE SAME TIME

KAEL'S POINT OF VIEW:

The moment my lips crushed against his, the heat inside me flared, raw, fierce, undeniable. Daichi's taste, the subtle tremble beneath my hands, the way his body stiffened and then shuddered, it drove me wild. I wasn't just claiming him. I was consuming him, and God, I wanted more. Every breath he stole from me only stoked the fire hotter.

"Let m-"He tried to push me of but I was able to quiet him down with another deep kiss.

 I pressed harder, deeper, hungry for every inch, every desperate gasp. He was mine, fragile, trembling, and utterly irresistible. And I wasn't done yet. Not by a long shot.

As I felt Daichi's breath hitch beneath me, his body trembling like a fragile flame in the wind—fragile, but alive. That only drove my hunger fiercer, darker. My lips crushed harder against his, demanding, possessive, as if I could swallow every ounce of his fear and resistance with one kiss. Fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, needing to feel every inch of him pressed to me.

I wasn't just kissing him. I was marking him, claiming him with every desperate, hungry stroke. He was mine. Mine to possess, mine to obsess over, mine to break and keep. And I was lost in the delicious madness of wanting more.