#unethical

I tie you down to the examination table, not that I have to, you're way to eager to let Mommy destroy your body for her pleasure. But still, safety first, of course.

I know you too well, so before insesrting an IV catheter into your arm I gag you, so I'm not distracted by your moaning and begging for more. Once everything's set up I bring in multiple blood bags for your transfusion.

I can see your eyes rolling back in pleasure and I haven't even started yet. I hook you to the first bag on maximum speed and wonder how long will this enthusiasm of yours last.

The first blood disappears into your bloodstream in just twnety minutes, which is half the length it should take. I planed to give you a ten minute break before the second one but even with the gag you immediately beg for more.

Why not? You're gonna be the one to suffer the consequences, after all.

I hook you to the other one, this time the speed is a bit higher than it should be and it takes just over thirty minutes to finish. I check your vitals and I can see the high blood pressure and the tachycardia. Perfect. Your breaths have also grown short and ragged.

I remove the gag to speak with you, and you immediately start begging and crying. "Mommy, please, I can't take no more, you'll kill me. Mistress, please, stop it."

"That's not what I wanted to hear, and you know it. Go on, beg me like the little bitch you are for one more bag."

"Mommy, you'll kill me, please, I can't take no more, I'll do anything, just please, no more." You're sobbing hysterically and your words are hard to understand with how difficult it is for you to breathe.

"Baby, I have one more blood bag for you and I'm going to administer it today, whether you like it or not. So now beg." I start wiping your tears from your cheek, knowing you'll soak up all the tenderness of the touch. At this point a kiss on your forehead is all it takes for you to break.

"Mommy, please, I'm begging you, give me more blood, I can take it for you. Please, please, I'll take it, I'll take anything for you."

After administering the last bag you are barely conscious. I remove the restraints and pull out the IV catheter. "You're such a good boy for Mommy." I pull you into my arms, and nurse you back to your health.

Until I heard Faozia’s song Unethical and OMFG, this song is it!!! This is the embodiment of Kevin trying and failing to divorce himself from Riko.

The lyrics are just spot on: “one second you hate me, then it’s false alarm”

Kevin working to be in Riko’s good graces but failing when he outperforms him (or if he was still exposing his interest in Jean still, how angry that would make Riko).

“waiting on a sorry, but you’re never sorry, are you?

No you don’t even care”

Kevin was always property, even if in Riko’s fucked brain he loved Kevin, Kev was still a possession one that he didn’t feel sorry for hurting or abusing for his own amusement. One Riko would never feel remorse for hitting him, breaking his hand, or any other unspeakable thing Riko did to Kevin in the nest.

“Tell me, have I not given you enough? If you ever loved me, let me go”

Kevin had given his all to the Ravens. To Riko. But it was never enough, especially when Kevin was outshining him. Kevin is the best and Riko could not stand that, his possession being talked about more than him.

Kevin, if he loved Riko (and I can’t see him not loving him at one point in a brotherly way or more) is waiting for permission to be let go, and Riko would never do so. The nest was rules and regulations that must be followed and as a possession of Riko’s I wouldn’t be surprised if Kevin had more rules imposed upon him so there is this deep part of him wishing Riko would let him go, but of course as we see in the book, Riko was expecting Kevin to eventually come crawling back to him, out of fear or desperation or perhaps Stockholm syndrome.

“Breaking all my bones tryna hold you close

cut my heart right out my body

tearing off my skin just to let you in

isn’t it a bit unethical?”

Their entire relationship is unethical, Kevin is property to the son of the yakuza! soooo unethical!! But Kevin tried to be whatever Riko wanted, maybe out of love first but then out of the need to protect himself, the need to have Riko consider him worth keeping fully able and not broken apart in the state that he is. But to Riko, Kevin was only useful broken, dependent and when he became too much for Riko he was crippled.

Anyway Imma think about this all day… and this song is soooo hauntingly beautiful and heartbreaking the artist’s own story behind this song is devastating!

I cannot stop listening to this song, her voice is stunning and it gives me massive Mirandy vibes!

It’s almost like a breakup/argument between them 🥺

I’d love to write a fic but angst is not my forte.