"I wanted to be beat up so I could stop thinking." 

Kaleva feels horrible and tucks that feeling into a corner of his brain for later.

"Did you... like it?"

"Yeah." His voice is soft in the same way it is when he goes under. "Yeah, I did. You know how I like when you pull my hair? It's like that, but a thousand times more." 

...huh.

Kaleva grabs Sasha's hair and pulls as hard as he can.

"Ah—"

His eyes fall closed and his mouth falls open and he's panting. 

"...I like hurting you."

"Good." He's leaning heavily against Kaleva's side. His eyes are still closed. "Kaleva," and if there was going to be a sentence after that he doesn't get to it. 

Kaleva bites hard under Sasha's jaw, a part that's not covered by the scarf.

"Kaleva please —" He tilts his head back to give Kaleva more access. 

Kaleva bites harder and then kisses the part he bit.

"I don't have any idea what I'm doing, you'll have to guide me-- at least for right now--"

"That's good that's good keep doing that —" 

Then there will be more biting, all along where Sasha's jaw meets his neck, getting gradually harder as long as Sasha still seems to be enjoying it.

He is very obviously, very loudly, enjoying it. 

Kaleva moans against his neck while he's biting. 

He presses against Kaleva, lifts his hands to unwind the scarf, then stops and puts them back down. 

"You don't have to show me," Kaleva says into his neck, "but I think I'd like to see."

"…don't freak out." 

He takes the scarf off. Kaleva already has a good view of his throat. 

He runs his fingers along the cuts.

"They're beautiful."

He sighs. "You should see my back…" 

"I should!"

He takes off his sweater and then the shirt underneath it as quickly as he can. 

Kaleva is going to get super-distracted staring at Sasha's chest.

What were they doing? Kaleva has no idea.

Good thing Sasha remembers, then, and turns around so Kaleva can see the two partially-healed semicircle cuts on his back. 

Kaleva stares and traces them with his fingers.

"Did they hurt?"