A Sister in Need A Tale of the Grand Skies chapter 9 by EnviTheFool

"Willyy~ Share some wiiiine~"

The door to the priest's study slammed wide open as Lamretta crashed in without a warning. It was far from the first time; Lamretta and Will had become acquainted after discovering and bonding over their troubled religious backgrounds... much to Will's dismay. He had become one of the first people she'd barge in on after being driven out of a bar, pestering him with drunken chatter and constantly asking for sacramental wine that he didn't have.

This night was different. She was greeted by wet dripping of a stained room. Its owner was lying on the floor, covered in his own spunk instead of drowning in his research. He was unconscious, but clearly alive, as his body twitched restlessly in the confines of ruined clothes... with the exception of one thing. The obvious culprit that was impossible to ignore, nor did Lamretta try to. Her amber eyes were drinking in the sight like she was still at the tavern.

Lamretta had never seen Will naked. For all she knew he might not have even been into women... or people in general. Any attempts of lighthearted flirtation had fallen flat with him.

All that is to say that Lamretta could have never even imagine that the monster scholar was hiding away one himself. Like its owner, it was in slumber, but even in its current state it reached halfway across his abdomen. As far as humans went, it was among the more impressive ones that the nun had laid her eyes upon during her many, many, many drunken hook-ups.

"And if he's not a shower, then..."

Lamretta cautiously closed the door without taking her eyes off of this unexpected sight. Her body kept heating up with no regard for neither the state of the room nor its owner.

"Lord, have mercy."

Lamretta...