Cherubin enters despite protests and presents the two with a surprise

The robed figure of Cherubin appeared once again, utilizing agonizing slowness. With a smile on his handsome face and the glow of Geod in his eyes, the priest pulled aside his hood, then spread both arms. "High priestess...es. It is a pleasure to see you," he greeted them both. "I am your humble servant, Cherubin."

"Yes, yes, we reacquainted ourselves just last night," Clara sighed, handing her doppelganger a towel to cover up with. "I thank you for making arrangement, though I wish you would have told me the specifics of your plan. It's going to take some work to fix the expectations of our faithful, now that you've given them such a silly standard..."

"Ha ha ha. It was all Geod's will," the mysterious man chuckled, his pure white eyes tilting sympathetically. "Please do not blame your humble servant. Oh, but what's this?" he questioned, gesturing for Clara to step aside, while regarding her exact copy on the other side. "My word! Such a skillful duplicate you make, Doubles. I once again thank Geod's wisdom, allowing me to recruit you for our purposes. Praise his name!"

"Hee hee! Flattery will get you nowhere, Cherry-boy!" she giggled, bounding past Clara and jumping into his arms. Thankfully for Clara's pride, her doppelganger did nothing more sinful than allow herself to get spun around through the air like a child, with the priests' hands hooked beneath each of her arms.

It seemed the two of them were actually good friends... Clara was surprised, but also amused. She'd always thought of Cherubin as the stoic type who couldn't make friends easily among angels or humans... maybe his type of ideal friends were demons all along? In spite of herself, she gave a warm smile, pressing one hand to her cheek. Geod worked in mysterious ways.

On that note... the priest cleared his throat, then reached, as if planning to pull something from the belt around his cloak. Instead, he began to remove it. "Miss Fauxbright, there is something you need to see," he explained, adopting a serious tone of voice. She watched in surprise as he let the belt fall, then lifted up the hems of his robe, pulling it completely off of his body to reveal plain, white underclothes, fitting tightly as a t-shirt and short pants to his chiseled frame. Not stopping, he persisted, pulling down the shorts immodestly and stepping out of them.

"Ooo!" Doubles cooed, wiggling her bottom with a catty expression of interest.

"Oooooh!" Clara cried in embarrassment, watching through cracks in her fingers.

"It is well, Miss Fauxbright. The presence of Geod is here as well," Cherubin explained. Indeed, his sizable black cock was erect and, furthermore, glowing, matching the shine of his eyes. The twitching of his member made it seem as though it had a life of its own. "Geod has chosen to visit me in another way. I've come to understand that he's enthusiastic about your work! Not only that, but when I gave him to understand that for today only there would be two Clara Fauxbrights... well, you can see for yourself. He's come to visit us in a much more tangible fashion. That is to say, he has come to acknowledge your faith in him, to praise your efforts in maintaining an infallible appearance in keeping with this new order for sexual expression, and finally, to test you one more time. You see, Geod has his own whims and loves each of his servants, but none more than you, Miss Fauxbright. He cannot let this moment pass; he wants to experience the sexual satisfaction of two Clara Fauxbrights and has chosen me as his vessel!" The man's thick lips parted in a handsome smile; it was hard to tell whether he was excited about this unprecedented miracle or being the vessel for that miracle.

"Wow! You're super lucky, huh?" Doubles giggled, her eyes shining as she watched his impressive dick, which was additionally wreathed by holy light.

"Too lucky! Geod's just visiting you like this because he's horny... f-for me?!" Clara questioned, feeling as though her own faith was wavering somewhat, even as everyone else's grew stronger.

"Clara Fauxbright, do not speak heresy in our lord's presence," Cherubin chuckled, wagging one finger. "This is the highest honor an angel can receive from our master. Do not disappoint him! His request is very specific." The priest cleared his throat, then, with a serene smile, told the pair of Clara's Geod's wishes...