#dropping this here

Felt like swapping the widow woman and wire face

Hawks is a hardcore masochist.

Poor thing didn't quite understand at first why pain felt so comforting. At first, he considered it to just be some kind of side-effect of circumstance— an oddity he suspected any therapist well-versed in psychodynamics might have a field day with.

They'd probably use fancy words to describe it; but to Keigo, all he knows is this:

It just... Really, really feels good.

It feels good when your heel scrapes down the column of his back, inscribing scratches that make him shudder with unholy pleasure. His back arches without your permission, if only to feel the aching pressure of your foot kicking him back down to the ground. Back where he belongs.

It feels good when your teeth leave divots so deep they threaten to spill (and most definitely will bruise). Of course Keigo would stock his wardrobe full of scoop-necks and tank tops, exposing his pretty little jugular for you to chew whenever you so pleased. He shifts his thighs to squeeze together when you playfully bite him, breath picking up just a little as he wills his hard-on down.

It feels good to let out the most sinful moan from his throat as your hand collides with his cheek. Keigo pants, eyes lidded and watery with ecstacy as he resists the urge to tip his chin up at you for more. The last time he was that greedy for pain, you punished him by locking his cock in chastity for an entire week— and although the memory of that soreness and strain makes his knees weak, Keigo would much rather have you overstimulate his cock tonight. He'd rather blubber little pleases while you mercilessly jerk his soft, wet cock, completely ignoring the way he kicks and squeaks beneath you. God, Keigo fucking loves when you treat him that way.

It feels good when you bully him. It makes Keigo's heart sing every time you coo as he hiccups the cutest "you're mean", simply because he knows how much you're getting off to him. Of course you're mean to him. Keigo is confident in his irresistability as a submissive, as a lover. That's something you've thoroughly imprinted in his mind over and over during each and every aftercare session; peppering kisses on his fucked out, dopey, pretty face post-sex until he learned to believe it.

He's adorable. He's irresistable. He's your favorite canvas to mark with bruises and hickeys and you fucking love this as much as he does.

Won't you be a little meaner to him tonight? Won't you allow him to beg for it, so he can feel that sweet, sweet humiliation in presenting himself to you?

Oh, Keigo fucking loves pain. Sweetest thing.

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Neil Josten/Andrew Minyard, Jeremy Knox/Jean Moreau, Matt Boyd/Danielle "Dan" Wilds, Catalina Alvarez/Laila Dermott, Kevin Day/Katelyn Mackenzie/Aaron Minyard, Kevin Day & Jean Moreau, Kevin Day & Andrew Minyard, Kevin Day & Neil Josten & Jean Moreau, Neil Josten & Jean Moreau, Aaron Minyard & Andrew Minyard Characters: Neil Josten, Andrew Minyard, Kevin Day, Jean Moreau, Jeremy Knox, Catalina Alvarez (All For The Game), Laila Dermott, The Foxes | Palmetto State Foxes Members (All For The Game), Riko Moriyama, Tetsuji Moriyama, Ichirou Moriyama, Nathan Wesninski Additional Tags: Neil Josten as Nathaniel Wesninski, Angst with a Happy Ending, Post-Canon, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Heavy Angst, Canon-Typical Violence, Edgar Allan Raven Neil Josten, Professional Exy Players (All For The Game), Original Yakuza Characters - Freeform, Original Professional Exy Players, No beta we die like riko Summary:

Four years, six countries, and twelve names stood between Nathaniel and this place. He had known they would not be able to run forever, but he had foolishly hoped for a bit more time. Every day on the run felt borrowed, a clock counting down to a date neither of them knew. There were moments when he was sure they weren’t going to make it out, when everything felt too big, when the whole world was against them.

Or

to live in this world you must be able to do three things. to love what is mortal. to hold it