"Babe, I'm well aware of all your sins," Daniel points out, casually cutting, and then pulls him into a kiss, slow and deep and hungry — he likes it when Armand gets vulnerable, wants to reward that. Besides, doing it on some weird altar feels like bucket list stuff.

When he pulls back he's still leant heavily forward, chest to chest, letting Armand take his weight just because he can. Dick hard up against his thigh, like he's been thinking about this - though he has more control over his body's physiological responses these days, something about how Armand used to make him hard having elucidated how to do that for himself. "No, I'm thinking I'm the penitent sacrifice, and you're my merciless god." Though he's definitely letting his hands get sacrilegious, if that's the case.