Breaking point

[giftsofglory]

Mello had tried his patience on many levels since he'd acquired him. He'd bit, kicked, punched, clawed,and every other means of vicious attack he could try in the time he'd had him. None of that had really bothered him. Hurt, yes, but aside from the lone groin shot it had never made him angry.

Having his warnings ignored, however, did. He'd been very kind to the man on this day. He'd coddled him, let him roam loose on the grounds, and even let him attack and play without much int he way of retaliation. However, there was a point when enough was enough and he was still a healthy male in his prime.

He'd been trying to control himself because he didn't want to break his pet, but his pet insisted on doing something deliberately after finding out it was arousing? No.

That was an invitation.

Thus, that led to this, him bringing him into a room he hadn't intended to use for a few weeks yet, if that soon, and him flipping the man off his shoulders to press him down, belly down, on a soft, padded mattress. There were other things in the room, but they were nicely closeted away. No, first he'd make the man feel him, then he'd move on to -training- him.

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When he finished his hair, he started to clean over his body, going firmly and thoroughly over every bit of skin, making sure every scratch was well cleaned.

[gunsandchocolate]

By this point, Mello had managed to will himself into an almost-asleep state, still aware but trying not to feel the touches. He was shifted this way and that so Sephiroth could reach all of him, and despite being stiff and unhelpful with the moving, he didn't have room to struggle so he didn't. He couldn't reach Sephiroth, though the man was right there, and it was driving him crazy.

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Finally finished, he got up to put everything away, padding back to stroke his hand down his spine. "Don't you feel better now?"

[gunsandchocolate]

"Not at all. Stop touching me," Mello hissed, quietly but with venom, though he didn't move.

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"I'll be bathing you every morning, and I'll be dealing with your other requirements when I deem them in need as well." He continued to pet him. "At least you have enough room to turn over, I'm surprised you haven't, no matter the discomfort."

[gunsandchocolate]

Turning over tangled the cuffs slightly, which made them shorter. He'd tried. It made no difference, or if it did, it wasn't for the better.

"I don't like looking at your ugly mug," he muttered, trying to shrug his hand off when it brushed his shoulder and slid down his back.

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"So you say." He kissed behind his ear, then rose from the bed. "I'll come by later to exercise and feed you."

[gunsandchocolate]

"Exercise me?" Mello scoffed. "I have a maximum of several inches to move. What the fuck are you talking about?"

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"Stretching your body, bending your legs. I assure you you have enough space to be adequately moved around, even if most of the slack is in the chains connected to your legs."

[gunsandchocolate]

"I can do that on my own, thanks," Mello snapped stiffly, trying to kick him to demonstrate. After all, he'd been squirming around in his cuffs for hours before he'd finally gone to sleep. He didn't need 'exercising.'

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"What you can do on your own has no bearing on what I will be making you do. You don't get control when you've proven you don't appreciate it."

[gunsandchocolate]

"I've 'proven' nothing more than you will perceive, no matter what I do," Mello growled back.

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"You mean to say you've not attacked me and when you were free to move almost unimpeded, you kept active?"

[gunsandchocolate]

"I did nothing I didn't already tell you I'd do," he scoffed. "If you're using any of that as an excuse, it's because you already intended to."

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"I was willing to give you room to hang yourself with until you decided to do something I told you not to lest you -wanted- the consequences. Now you have to build back to that level of freedom."

[gunsandchocolate]

"Like I said. Excuses for things you already intended," he repeated dryly, refusing to accept the blame for any of this. He was the victim here.

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"I didn't intend to need these." He tapped a shackle. "For months yet."

[gunsandchocolate]

"Eventually intending to use them still counts, no matter the timeframe."

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"You misunderstand. I didn't intend to use them like -this- at all."

[gunsandchocolate]

"Doesn't matter," he insisted in a mutter.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"According to you, nothing matters and you should never be held to what you yourself have earned."

[gunsandchocolate]

"The fact you insist any person could have earned this sort of treatment is where we fundamentally disagree," he snarled. "So shut the fuck up."

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"It's alright detective. You'll learn that cause and effect are related eventually." With that, he swept out the door, closing it behind him.