Being the unofficial heartthrob of a prestigious Catholic institution has always had its perks. Classmates, professors, neighbors, familiar faces a little too close to home… I’ve somehow always been surrounded by elegance, intrigue, and temptation wrapped in everyday smiles.

I did make a promise to God to save myself until marriage. A noble vow or well, at least on paper. 

But a promise doesn’t silence curiosity and the thoughts that sneak in? They’re deliciously distracting.

Sometimes I catch myself looking at people differently, imagining the way their lips taste, or how they’d move if things ever got… interesting. It’s all fantasy. It’s a private little cinema in my mind, so who is it really hurting?

Still, unlike most people, I don’t want to wait forever. Before I’m tied down in some legal “happily ever after,” I’d like a glimpse of passion that comes from someone else’s touch, not just my own imagination.

But who?

The lonely housewife up the road?
The art instructor who treats life-drawing like a seduction technique?
The sweet, quiet girl beside me in every lecture, with freckles and braces?
The slut one who always shows up when it’s dark, looking for someone to play with?
My sister’s best friend, who knows exactly how irresistible she is?
My sister? 

The only rule is knowing when to give in and being sure to not give in completely, but just enough to feel that rush, that spark, that surrender.

Just enough to let the temptation win a little.

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[M4F] I made a promise to God that I’d stay celibate until marriage… but someone told me there are loopholes. I’ll let you guess~