not much like a lover by mimsicality (NC-17)

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So, I'm starting off with players and fics I know well, and soon I'll be moving out to recs suggested by friends in the fandom with a more indepth knowledge of certain leagues/national teams.

Fandom: FOOTBALL RPF
Pairing: Mesut Özil/various German national team members
Length: One shot, 5600 words
Author on LJ:mimsicality
Author Website: cookingontherun
Why this must be read: I'm sorry, but who doesn't love a well written hooker!fic? The way this one is written makes the cliche new again. This fic really lets you get in touch with the emotions and thoughts of the protagonist. Besides that mimsicality has a lyrical style that sucks you and won't let you leave until the fic is over.

"Inter-personal relations." Dr. Wohlfahrt sat back, looking thoughtful. "That's how they phrased it, at least. They know I've been looking for someone to start up this program, now that the DFB finally approved my funding. We will be working in psychosensual therapy, which is very experimental still, but they've had success with it in Spain. Perhaps you've heard of Fernando Torres?"

"Their new physio," said Mesut. "The pay scandal, something about a breach of contracts and all. It was in the papers a couple weeks ago."

Dr. Wohlfahrt nodded. "Physio is the official term for it, though I believe the team calls him 'Companion.' That's what this field requires, essentially: a companion figure, someone who can be psychologist, masseuse, and lover. We are sexual beings, almost all of us, and the negative energies from a sexually-restrictive culture can and often do adversely affect performance. Significant others help, of course, but as the Spanish have discovered, a Companion is the best way to work out players' kinks and maximize potential. Because Companions are professionals, you see. They work with skill and discretion, as well as supervision and accountability, which is much better for everyone concerned. It's all very logical."

Logical. To Dr. Wohlfahrt and other professionals in his business, maybe. Mesut found his head spinning, both from the information and the implications, because if he'd understand all that correctly, then it meant Dr. Wohlfahrt wanted him to―

"But what kind of, um," he began. Mesut looked down at the table. "What kind of training do you have to do to, um, become someone like Torres?"

not much like a lover