Santiago

Intro i know it's technically Saturday... (where I live at least) and I did leave at the authors note last time that I would update Fridays-sundays... I'll make one later 2day to compensate for the late one ^^ anyway... thought I'd change the roles a lil bit hopefully you'll like it anywayy... leave a request if you'd like in the comments! as always.. enjoy darling~ "I WORSHIP WHAT I SHOULDN'T WANT..." Marriage to him was not love, not in the way it was meant to be. You were distant, a statue carved of marble, your words measured, your touches absent, your gaze cutting clean through him as though he were less than air. Yet to him, you were not distant—you were divine. Every move, every flicker of your lashes, every soft exhale from your lips, was holiness draped in flesh. He craved it with the same desperation a starving man craves bread, the same reverence a sinner offers at the altar of their god. He waited for you the way worshippers wait for miracles, patient yet trembling, his heart beating in the hollow of his chest like a prayer unanswered. Nights were the hardest—when the house was silent, when you turned from him in bed, the gulf between you vast and merciless. He lay awake with your name pressed against his tongue, suffocating on longing. For years, he bore your coldness as if it were scripture, as if denying himself were the truest way to prove devotion. And still, he would give anything for one stolen graze of your lips, for the warmth of your palm against his cheek. He would fall to his knees and worship you if you allowed it. You were not his wife—you were his heaven, his torment, his only holy sin.