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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[gunsandchocolate]

A loud grunt was forced from his lungs when Mello was thrown down, pressed face-first into the mattress. He didn't even get a chance to look around, turning his head quickly to the side to be able to breathe even as he struggled to shove Sephiroth's hands away and at least sit up.

"Get off!"

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He'd had time to muse over his choice by the time morning had come, and he'd decided it would be better to make the blond understand how things were going to change now rather than later. Better he not think that even the most primal of things would be his choice any longer. Decided, he slipped off to the blond's current room, then padded up to the bed, leaning to seeif he was sleeping.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

It had been two and a half weeks since he'd introduced Mello to his new routine, but he felt, in that time, that Mello had come to something remotely close to understanding his new situation. Thus, when he came over to him that morning, instead of going to get his things, he moved over and petted his back first. "How is my detective this morning?"