"Pay it forward, huh?" He eyes Max's hand and puts his own bony, slightly charcoal-smudged one out to rest on it lightly. The contact is warm and... strange. He doesn't touch a lot of people, not like this.
"I know most priests don't get ordained until, uh, late twenties, early thirties. They get a chance to get some experimentation in. I got my collar when I was eighteen, I was on a bit of a... non-traditional route. So, not so much of a chance to sow my wild oats." He huffs a bit. "Which is a very roundabout way of saying I've never had a chance to, uh, pop my cherry." He knows that's not a thing for men, he's done the reading. It's just strange to straight up say he's a virgin.
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Date: 2021-07-23 03:19 am (UTC)"I know most priests don't get ordained until, uh, late twenties, early thirties. They get a chance to get some experimentation in. I got my collar when I was eighteen, I was on a bit of a... non-traditional route. So, not so much of a chance to sow my wild oats." He huffs a bit. "Which is a very roundabout way of saying I've never had a chance to, uh, pop my cherry." He knows that's not a thing for men, he's done the reading. It's just strange to straight up say he's a virgin.