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It was wrong.
They both knew it.
Neither stopped.
Ferryman held a pillow close to their chest as Gabriel worked on their back.
When the chisel broke through more and more skin and flesh, dragging whimpers and sobs out of Ferryman, they both had impure reactions.
Their hips twitched, trying to get friction against the pillow.
He could feel Gabriel's hot breath on the exposed flesh of its back.
He could feel it pick up speed whenever he whimpered or when more blood flowed out of him.
Oh lord forgive them both-
Gabriel stabbed the chisel deeper inside them, making their back arch and their hips press deeper into the pillow.
The moan that came out was unholy.
Once more Gabriel jabbed it deeper into them, making them shake and let out a long moan.
They were so close.
"Really sinner? Again?" He asked, panting.
Before Ferryman could apologize another stab cut them off, the pleasured noises they made drowning out everything else as they came.
Ferryman slowly came down, loosening their grip on the pillow.
Gabriel pressed his helmet to the side of their head.
"You're doing so well for me..." Gabriel muttered.
Gabriel adjusted himself and Ferryman could feel the need in his skirt against their leg for a brief moment.
Ferryman felt their face heat.
Don't touch it.
It was the least they could do.
Gabriel was slower this time, letting them come down from their orgasm before gently starting again.
It felt like sweet poison.
So tenderly and lovingly hurting them.
Ferryman rocked its hips against the pillow again.
"Is the sin from this not enough?" Gabriel asked, dragging the chisel down their skin once more.
"A-Ah, my apologies I just-!" Ferryman cried out as he stabbed it harder into their flesh.
Ferryman felt Gabriel close the distance between them, to fully press his body against theirs-
His dick was hard, and pressed oh so gently against their thigh.
"Ah... Gabriel-" Ferryman whined as he began focusing on his shoulder instead of his back, slowing scraping away the skin.
"Do you want me to move away?" He asked.
"N... no but maybe you- maybe you should... you're supposed to be..." Ferryman didn't want to say the word.
You're supposed to be chaste. You're supposed to be better than me.
If you're not why am I down here? Why am I punished and you're not?
He supposed that ship has sailed long ago.
Ever since Gabriel first began indulging it like this.
Gabriel exhaled.
"I... want to be close to you." He said.
Ferryman nodded subtly.
The hard length pressed against him did not move away.
Oh lord forgive them.
When Gabriel began scraping the chisel against flesh again and Ferry moved its hips on instinct, rocking back onto his cock.
They heard Gabriel hiss and tighten his grip on them.
In a delicious feedback loop of pain and grinding and feeling Gabriel grow more and more excited from both.
They could swear they felt him grind back, rub his cock against their body.
Gabriel jabbed the chisel deeper into their skin and their back arched, pleasure coursing through their veins.
They let out another whimper when he pulled out.
Gabriel's breath was hot on the back of their neck.
"Please, keep making those noises." Gabriel said, panting.
Torn between pointing out he was enjoying this and wanting to stay silent so this would continue, Ferryman chose to bury their face into the pillow.
"I've never felt anything like this before..." Gabriel said, voice low as he dragged it once more up and down their exposed flesh.
He kept switching from slow and gentle scrapes to hard thrusts, shaking its body with the force of it.
Both took Ferryman's breath away.
Ferryman could feel itself get close again.
Gabriel began fully thrusting against them, his clothed cock hard against their thighs. "S-sinner, I-"
Ferryman ground back on him, urging him forward.
They wondered if he'd cum, or if he'd pull back at the last second.
Gabriel whined and stopped moving. Before they could ask why they heard him drop the chisel and strong hands grab onto their hips.
He began furiously rutting against their ass, chasing his orgasm.
Ferryman allowed him to.
"A...ah... I'm so close." Gabriel said.
"Go on then." Ferryman said.
Gabriel's hips began stuttering as he thrusted, his voice shaking and whimpering.
A crack in the foundation of their beliefs.
He gave in to the same sin others were damned for so freely now.
And he was supposed to be better than them.
With with one last thrust he came, shuddering against them.
They bit their lip as they heard him succumb to pleasure.
"A...ah, my apologies I seem to... have..." Gabriel released them from his grasp. "Lost c-control of myself for a moment."
His sheepish laugh at the end told Ferryman all they needed to know.
Their heart sank.
There was no difference between him and them and yet...
And yet...