[ He expects some obscene thrill. Perhaps this will inspire something in him: the sin of another man's lips on his own, and another man's hands on his body.
But there is nothing.
Lancelot's kiss is not unpleasant. Quite the opposite. His charm is evident to even one as inexperienced as Kirei, but this is not what his defective heart desires -- not even this infamous temptation sparks any reaction in him. Neither lust nor disgust rises in him; he simply allows it evenly. It leaves him as indifferent as he would have been to shake the man's hand.
That cannot be. Something deemed so vile in the eyes of the Church surely must have more behind it. Slowly, Kirei's hand tightens into a fistful of the knight's suit. Is he really so low and so damned, that this sin cannot darken him any further? That he can endure it as if it is nothing? There must be more to this--
Suddenly, Kirei pursues the kiss harder, deeper, as if to draw the answer out of the Servant's mouth with his tongue. ]
POLAR VORTEX
But there is nothing.
Lancelot's kiss is not unpleasant. Quite the opposite. His charm is evident to even one as inexperienced as Kirei, but this is not what his defective heart desires -- not even this infamous temptation sparks any reaction in him. Neither lust nor disgust rises in him; he simply allows it evenly. It leaves him as indifferent as he would have been to shake the man's hand.
That cannot be. Something deemed so vile in the eyes of the Church surely must have more behind it. Slowly, Kirei's hand tightens into a fistful of the knight's suit. Is he really so low and so damned, that this sin cannot darken him any further? That he can endure it as if it is nothing? There must be more to this--
Suddenly, Kirei pursues the kiss harder, deeper, as if to draw the answer out of the Servant's mouth with his tongue. ]