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Chapter 53 — The Prayers Misguided
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2026-03-23 17:21:45
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Kiss me 2.1 Chapter 57 — The Night of Sacrilege
GABRIELThe rain has been relentless since the mass.It beats against the rectory windows as if heaven itself wants to punish me.Each drop is a blow to my conscience, a voice repeating: Sinner. Traitor.I tore off my cassock when I got home, unable to bear the black fabric sticking to my skin like a reproach.I threw myself under a burning shower, hoping the water would wash away what I feel.But the more the heat envelops me, the more it reminds me of her heat.Clémence.Her eyes are there, behind my eyelids.Her lips, I still feel them on my cheek, on my mouth, ghosts of our last exchanges.I pushed her away, I swore I'd never let her near again.And yet…A sharp crack.My fist slams against the tile.The pain radiates, but it's not enough.— Lord… tear this desire from me… or tear my life from me…Silence answers me.A silence
Kiss me 2.1 Chapter 56 — The Fire from the Pulpit
GABRIELThe Sunday bell rings, clear, relentless.I hear each strike as a reminder, a warning.My hands tremble as I put on the chasuble. I hide them in the folds of the fabric, as if I could mask the shiver gnawing at me.The sacristy is silent, only traversed by the familiar smell of wax and incense. I take refuge there for a few more seconds, hoping this brief respite will suffice to stifle the turmoil within me.But nothing works. The echo of her lips still burns against mine.I close my eyes. Breathe deeply.— Lord, give me strength, I murmur. Extinguish this fire.But when I open my eyes again, I already know He will not answer.---The church is packed. The faithful crowd the pews, children whisper, faces turn towards me with expectation.And among them… her.Clémence is there, in the third row.She is not praying. She is watching me.Not with insolence. Not
Kiss me 2.1 Chapter 55 — The Abyss
CLÉMENCETwo weeks.Two weeks without seeing him.Since that night when I felt him waver, Gabriel has vanished. Not a glance in the church, not a word in the confessional. I waited for him, through every mass, every prayer, every held breath. In vain.They whisper that he's helping a neighboring parish, that he was sent for temporary missions. Perhaps. Or perhaps he's fleeing what he couldn't contain that night.At first, I thought his absence would quell this fire in me. I convinced myself that time would be enough to extinguish the obsession. But each day without him only stoked the blaze. The more I knew he was far, the more I felt him present, anchored beneath my skin. I endlessly relive that short breath, that hand clenched on my shoulder, that "almost" that left me on the edge of the abyss.And then, this Sunday, he is there.At first, I only glimpse him in a turn of the crowd, a familiar silhouette among others
Kiss me 2.1 Chapter 54 — The Edge of the Knife
CLÉMENCEAll day, I thought of nothing else. Of him. Of that silence in the confessional where every word, every breath from him becomes a shiver on my skin. And of that phrase: "Not only for yourself… but for me too."Those words haunt me. I've turned them over in my mind a thousand times. For me too. What does that mean? Does he even realize what he let me glimpse?I can no longer breathe without feeling him near me, even in his absence. So tonight, I've decided. I want to know if this turmoil is real, if it exists in him as it does in me. I want to see him crack, just once.I open my wardrobe and choose my lightest dress. Not indecent , I don't want him to accuse me of immodesty , but the fabric hugs my curves, and the neckline hints at my chest without revealing it. I run my fingers over the fabric, hesitate for a second, then put it on. A discreet scent on my neck, a touch of color on my lips, almost nothing. Just enough so
Kiss me 2.1 Chapter 53 — The Prayers Misguided
ClémenceNight falls, and I already feel condemned. His words resonate within me: "You will recite ten Hail Marys and ten Our Fathers…" Like an order engraved in my flesh. But the more I hear them, the more they blend with his own timbre, as if Gabriel hadn't given me a spiritual trial, but an intimate injunction, almost carnal.I close the door to my apartment, this modest refuge where every piece of furniture feels foreign, too silent. My desk is piled with schoolbooks I should be grading, but I can't. How can I focus on spelling mistakes when I'm dying to speak his name, to imagine his lips so close to mine?I sit on the edge of my bed. I clasp my hands like an eager child, close my eyes. The prayer begins.— Hail Mary, full of grace…The first phrase slips off my tongue, but instantly an image appears: Gabriel, his fingers touching the wood of the confessional, his eyes so deep a brown they seem to swallow the world.— The Lord is with thee…I see him, not in his priestly vestment
Kiss me 2.1 Chapter 52 — The Trial of Prayers
ClémenceThe night seemed endless. I closed my eyes dozens of times, but each time sleep threatened to come, his face appeared behind my eyelids. I saw his lips, his gaze that pierces the silence, his hands that seemed made to bless and condemn simultaneously. With every beat of my heart, I felt it beat for him.By morning, my eyelids are heavy, but my mind is on alert, obsessed. I feel like I've crossed an arid desert, a desert burned by the fire of desire. My thoughts are dry, my body empty, and my chest so heavy I struggle to breathe. I know I will give in: I will go back to the church. Not because my faith demands reparation, but because my desire demands its poison.I should be elsewhere. I'm a teacher in a small neighborhood school, and I'm supposed to give a reading lesson to my seven-year-old students this morning. Their boundless energy, their eyes bright with curiosity, their voices rising all at once… normally, all this anchors me in a reassuring reality. But today, even th
Kiss me 2.1 CHAPTER 18 — The Night of Abandonment
EricI don’t sleep.I let my body rest against hers. I breathe slowly. I let it seem as if I’ve surrendered to sleep. But in truth… it’s the opposite.I am on fire.Her hand is in my hair. Her breath against my forehead. Her scent. Her silence.Everything is too real.Too alive.Too…Her body again
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Last Updated : 2026-03-20Kiss me 2.1 CHAPTER 17 — The Heart of the Trap
JadeTonight, I'm not playing.Tonight, I don't want to humiliate, to provoke, to twist.I don't want to make Éric bend, nor test his limits, nor smother him with my silence.Tonight, I just want… to look at him.To be here. In this room, with him. Nothing else. Nothing more dangerous than that tru
Last Updated : 2026-03-21Kiss me 2.1 CHAPTER 16 — The Queen's Perfume
JadeI wake before dawn.Not because I slept badly. Not because I had a nightmare.No. I wake simply because I decided to.No alarm. No noise. Nothing.Just this suspended moment, when the house is still numb.And me, perfectly awake.Lucid.The bed is comfortable. A bit too much. The sheets smell
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