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>rise early for my prayers
>pray to Ilias for guidance, she scolds me for even considering laying with beasts
>she suggests that I come clean to the Inquisition and have the beastwoman taken away
>I would never do that to J
>she once again reprimands me and warns me that this choice is setting me on the path to sin
>silence
>she repeats her words about cleansing of myself and of purging J
>feel drained and empty for the remainder of the morning chores
>inspiration hit me in the malaise; I know what I must do
>go to the parish to try and meet J, I need some comfort right now
>more than anything, I just want to get away from the Order for a little while
>she's praying feverishly at the altar, probably going through a similar rollercoaster of feels
>put my hand on her prostrated back, making her squeal in fear
>shush her and telll her it's just me, we should go for a walk
>she's kinda hesitant, saying that she needs to repent, but that her prayers have gone unanswered ever since she revealed herself to me
>she regrets showing me the truth, and begins to wish she hadn't been born, maybe if she were born a normal girl she'd be so much happier and loved
>she starts to tear up at the thought
>pull her for a hug and tell her it's going to be okay, I'll think of something
>feel her drooped, fluffy ears under her headscarf, the twitch a little whenever my hand runs over them
>kiss her forehead
>'lets go for a walk'
>take her by the hand
>take her to the land
>that she'll understand
>we travel out to the forests that surround the western side of the town, the trees starting to change colors with the seasons
>continue to lead her through the woods
>J asks me where we're going
>'somewhere peaceful'
>she grips my hand a little tighter
>after some time in the brush we finally reach the fields and rolling hills about a mile out from my home
>for me, it was always a place of solace and release from pressures of the world, and now J was there with me
>I ask her to remove her veil and flourish her tail
>she does so gingerly, letting her ears and tail rise slowly as she looks at me doe-eyed
>reach out and place my hand on her head, rub her soft ears while bringing her close to me
>her tail sways softly against the grass
>she stares at her feet overwhelmed by this
>lift up her chin and tell her that more than anything I want the two of us to be happy
>I want to prove my move, even if it means heresy
>kiss her right on the lips as a lover would, the wind brushing the tall grasses around us, burning the moment into memory
>she melts in our embrace, and yet simultaneously something stirs in her
>a passion swells up between us, unchained and unfettered by the conventions of the Order
>we took to each other to fornication in the field
>easily one of the best experiences of my life, we awoke that night in each other's arms, kept warm by a makeshift blanket of our cast aside clothing and basking in each other's embrace
I'm going to hell aren't I?