"Did-- did I give you any reason to think that I-- that I didn't enjoy myself? Or that I don't want to have sex with you?" Devero grips Koumyou's shoulders now, as if he's afraid the priest might flutter away from him.

"I want to be intimate with you, Koumyou, I've wanted to since the first time I saw you. I think you're incredibly sexy. Nothing about that has changed."