He arched and bucked, true to dislodge that hand or break free or do anything but lay here and take it.

"Don't you fucking dare!" he screamed, feeling horribly demeaned already even though none of that had happened. Yet. The threat was bad enough... But Sephiroth couldn't come to assume that he would cave under threats. He didn't know what to do. He didn't want to give in though. It couldn't be worth it... Oh, God, he needed to get out of here.