the pattern established, the rules laid down, and cy falls into an easy rhythm. the blow lands, and sasuke counts, and in the space suspended between the two cy soothes him with a practiced hand. he's careful about where the blows land, spreading the impacts around so there's no overlap between any two immediate blows. the next one lands a little more to the right of his ass, the one that follows lower and to the left. three, four — he pauses on five, rubbing at the skin and lifting his right hand to stroke at sasuke's hair while the left stays against the place on his ass warmed and reddened by the blow.
before the boy can open his mouth to add to the count, cy interjects: ）
Let's check in. How're you doing? Walk me through it.
（ getting sasuke to turn his focus to his own feelings and the physical sensations meted out against him is an exercise in and of itself. forcing the boy to be present, to be an active participant in the acceptance of pain inflicted against his person. it will keep him from subspace as well, for now — that won't always be the goal, but he thinks that sasuke is already spectacularly primed to sink beneath the ocean of inflicted pain and that he'll fucking drown there without a firm hand to guide him through the storm of it. ）
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the pattern established, the rules laid down, and cy falls into an easy rhythm. the blow lands, and sasuke counts, and in the space suspended between the two cy soothes him with a practiced hand. he's careful about where the blows land, spreading the impacts around so there's no overlap between any two immediate blows. the next one lands a little more to the right of his ass, the one that follows lower and to the left. three, four — he pauses on five, rubbing at the skin and lifting his right hand to stroke at sasuke's hair while the left stays against the place on his ass warmed and reddened by the blow.
before the boy can open his mouth to add to the count, cy interjects: ）
Let's check in. How're you doing? Walk me through it.
（ getting sasuke to turn his focus to his own feelings and the physical sensations meted out against him is an exercise in and of itself. forcing the boy to be present, to be an active participant in the acceptance of pain inflicted against his person. it will keep him from subspace as well, for now — that won't always be the goal, but he thinks that sasuke is already spectacularly primed to sink beneath the ocean of inflicted pain and that he'll fucking drown there without a firm hand to guide him through the storm of it. ）