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A Stone's Throw Away (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

True to her word, she came by every Sunday to preform a small personal Mass and prayed with him and read from the scripture. It was hard to be so close to her.
 
She was a rather curvy woman, her shape hard to hide under her robes. She was so kind, but most of the sisters were unless they were older.
 
He figured she wouldn't, and he made sure that his tools were all put away. He came back in and went to removing his soaked clothing, making a noise.
 
He tossed on a shirt and was in the middle of buttoning it when he answered the door.. "Mary?" He asked.
 
"Oh lord, Mary come inside..!" He said as he quickly brought her in and stoked a fire. "God, let me find you some clothes.." He saidm
 
"Here.." He said. He moved back over with some of his ex wife's clothing. "It might be a tad small but it's the best I have.. I'll head to the kitchen, feel free to change.." He said.
 
She blushed and nodded, turning away and nervously changing out of her habit and robes. The clothes he gave her were indeed rather small but she was just glad to change out of the wet wool.
 
He put a kettle on and made sure his eyes were fixed on the rain outside. Don't look, don't look. She's a nun, don't look.
 
"Um..." She was standing in the doorway, her hair hanging loosely around her shoulders, his ex wife's old clothes way tighter on her than he thought, "Thank you for housing me..."
 
"I-It's no issue, Mary.." He said. "Really I appreciate you coming by to see me.. This is the least I can do.."
 
She looked embarrassed, averting her eyes shyly, "I...I want to be honest...I have much more personal reasoning for coming to see you today..."
 
He dared look at her now. His heart raced. "And.. What would that be?" He asked, daring to look her over.
 
She moved over shyly, like she was struggling with herself, before she put her arms around him and just held onto him quietly.
 
She wasn't shaking as much anymore but now he couldn't tell if it was because she was nervous or cold. She glanced up at him, blushing darkly, before she stood on the tips of her hooves and kissed him.
 
His eyes lit up and he wrapped his arms tighter around her as he kissed back, making a low noise.
 
She gripped the back of his shirt tightly and kissed him harder, like she was relieved he didn't reject her.
 
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