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Dear Subaru,
You know, you already have a perfectly good dominance fetish. There was no need whatsoever to develop a violence fetish as well. Besides, it makes it seem odd that you're taking the lead here.
YOU ARE CONTRADICTORY YOU STUPID BOY.
Please sort out your kinks and get back to me.
~ Fahye
Almost as an afterthought, he kicked the assassin’s legs out from under him. Then he kept going. Seishirou winced imperceptibly as the flying blows, sometimes fists and sometimes sharp open palms, hit him. Subaru had a lot of pent-up energy in there.
After a while he found himself on his back. The Sumeragi was sitting astride his chest, landing dull rhythmic blows on his head and neck and screaming hatred with a voice that was hoarse with choked crying and hardly recognisable as coherent words any more. Tears streamed down Subaru's face, unchecked and very probably unnoticed. Occasionally he hiccupped, and then kept screaming.
Seishirou decided that enough was enough, and there was only one good way to cure hysteria. He pulled one arm out from underneath Subaru’s legs and struck him sharply across the face.
Subaru hiccupped once more, and then stopped. His eyes were wide and gleaming with the angry tears. Then he hit back, once.
Seishirou lifted his hand to reciprocate, wondering idly just how long they could keep this up without killing each other, but the next instant Subaru was kissing him so desperately that hitting wasn’t really an option. The hand wavered around in the air for a while, feeling quite silly, and eventually rested at the nape of the Sumeragi’s neck, absently running up through the short black hair. Subaru made a very odd noise and pressed his hands to either side of Seishirou’s face, the pressure aching against newly formed bruises and his lips making awkward, hungry contact again and again and again. He was still crying.
~
You know, you already have a perfectly good dominance fetish. There was no need whatsoever to develop a violence fetish as well. Besides, it makes it seem odd that you're taking the lead here.
YOU ARE CONTRADICTORY YOU STUPID BOY.
Please sort out your kinks and get back to me.
~ Fahye
Almost as an afterthought, he kicked the assassin’s legs out from under him. Then he kept going. Seishirou winced imperceptibly as the flying blows, sometimes fists and sometimes sharp open palms, hit him. Subaru had a lot of pent-up energy in there.
After a while he found himself on his back. The Sumeragi was sitting astride his chest, landing dull rhythmic blows on his head and neck and screaming hatred with a voice that was hoarse with choked crying and hardly recognisable as coherent words any more. Tears streamed down Subaru's face, unchecked and very probably unnoticed. Occasionally he hiccupped, and then kept screaming.
Seishirou decided that enough was enough, and there was only one good way to cure hysteria. He pulled one arm out from underneath Subaru’s legs and struck him sharply across the face.
Subaru hiccupped once more, and then stopped. His eyes were wide and gleaming with the angry tears. Then he hit back, once.
Seishirou lifted his hand to reciprocate, wondering idly just how long they could keep this up without killing each other, but the next instant Subaru was kissing him so desperately that hitting wasn’t really an option. The hand wavered around in the air for a while, feeling quite silly, and eventually rested at the nape of the Sumeragi’s neck, absently running up through the short black hair. Subaru made a very odd noise and pressed his hands to either side of Seishirou’s face, the pressure aching against newly formed bruises and his lips making awkward, hungry contact again and again and again. He was still crying.
~
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I probably shouldn't find that scene as fascinating as I do. It's weird to think of Subaru beating the crap out of Seishirou, but I kinda like it. *enjoys Subaru's kinks* :D
PFM snippet in the morning makes Xyn happy. XD;;
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It is a bit odd, yes >.< But I never claimed to be otherwise.
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Well... why do you think I like that pairing if not for the deliciously twisted relationship ? ^_^