Summary: You are crying in your synagogue’s kitchen on Purim, the holiday where everyone is commanded to drink a lot and have a lot of fun. You are having no fun. That annoying junior rabbi has come to get you into the main sanctuary, because the skit/spiel is about to start and then you have a fight, and then - fuck. The door is… locked. From the outside. Huh. [Script Offer] [Rabbi/Congregant] [Power Imbalance] [Jewish] [Fellatio] [Bending over a table] [Standing Doggy] [Hold the moan] [Risk of Getting Caught] [Banter] [Enemies to Lovers] [Purim] [Abortion mention] [Plan B mention] [Creampie] [Insecure Listener]