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]

Mello lifted his face as those fingers traced his jaw, staring blankly at Sephiroth. But he stopped, even though he wanted to climb into the tub. Sephiroth was in the way, and it was too much effort to make him move.

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He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, clearly pleased with the compliance before he handed him into the tub to make sure he didn't slip.

[gunsandchocolate]

The kiss on the lips seemed to surprise him, and Mello flinched back, startled, then curled up in one corner of the tub when he sank into the water. He wanted personal space, personal time. He wanted Sephiroth gone, but he didn't want to be chained back up, so he kept his mouth shut, suddenly feeling incredibly confused and lost.

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"over here my detective." His words were almost a croon, and he gently drew him back into the middle of the tub. "Stretch out a bit."

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"I've been stretched out on that bed for..." He didn't even know how long. It seemed like months, even though he was fairly certain it wasn't. Mello fell silent, shaking his head and trying to retreat back into his spot.

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He gave him another treat for being such a good boy. He hadn't used his name since the day he'd taken him outside after all. "Only a bit Mello. I can't reach you properly with you curled up like that."

[gunsandchocolate]

His breathing quickened for no apparent reason and he hugged his knees anxiously. "I don't want to. I want to stay here." It sounded more like pleading than he meant for it to. He just wanted to disappear.

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"Shhh. It's alright my detective." He leaned over the edge of the tub, petting his shoulders and back in a familiar pattern. "It's alright."

[gunsandchocolate]

The familiarity of the touch helped relax him again slightly. No matter how he'd hated it before, he'd come to expect, even crave that bit of contact between hours alone, laying there listlessly.

Mello let out a shuddering breath, slowly edging closer, though he remained mostly curled up.

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He smiled and nodded to himself, using his other hand to gently press his knees down. "Washing first okay?"

[gunsandchocolate]

Finally, Mello let him, resisting only slightly before giving in to the hand pushing his legs down.

He wanted Sephiroth to stop touching him and keep touching him all at the same time, and it made absolutely no sense. Mello swallowed, carefully remembering how to form sentences.

"I can... wash myself."

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"I know you can. But not today." He kissed his temple. "You just enjoy the bath okay?" He continued to pet him even when he leaned to collect the washcloth.

[gunsandchocolate]

"Come in the bath too," Mello suddenly blurted.

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He blinked, staring at him for a beat before pulling his hands away so he could undo his shirt. "Alright."

[gunsandchocolate]

He wasn't sure why he'd asked for that, but Mello didn't take it back. He hated Sephiroth. He knew that well and was under no illusions there. But the bath felt too big and he felt too small and he wanted Sephiroth naked too so he wouldn't be the only one. He waited quietly, watching him undress with no interest but vague expectation.

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He stripped down with quick economy, then easily slid into the tub, settling behind the blond and draping an arm around his chest before picking up the washcloth. "Now, to wash."

[gunsandchocolate]

Mello leaned back against him without thinking about it. His thoughts kept fluttering around, first one thing and then another. He wanted to push Sephiroth away and cling to him all at once, wanted to melt away and stop and make everything disappear. Instead, he settled for being washed, closing his eyes and imagining someone else's hands, some lover he'd never had and never would. It was easier pretending, gave him something to do.

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When he finished with his body, he moved onto his hair, actions never ceasing to be gentle, and he didn't push him away.

[gunsandchocolate]

The hands in his hair felt a lot nicer than when they were scrubbing his body, perhaps because he found the action less invasive and more comforting. Mello leaned his head forward slightly, relaxing.

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He took his time, rinsing his hair out when he was done and just cradling the blond against him, seeing if he'd become restless.

[gunsandchocolate]

He barely moved, despite having felt as though he needed to do something when he was trapped on the bed. He didn't feel like he could anymore, not at the moment. But the silence became oppressive soon enough. "Say... something," he whispered. He was sick of silence. He wanted voices that were real, not something imagined to pretend to break past the quiet.

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"I thought you were tired of listening to me talk Mello." His tone was soft, and he pressed kisses along his jaw. "What did you want to hear?"

[gunsandchocolate]

"I don't know." He bit his lip, worrying it between his teeth harshly. "I don't know. I don't know."

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"Shhh shh it's okay." He moved a hand to gently disengage the lip from between his teeth. "Why don't you tell me things you like mmm? If you tell me, I'll tell you."

[gunsandchocolate]

He panted softly, parting his lips when Sephiroth forced his mouth open, but it stayed that way.

"I like... chocolate. And... hot cocoa." Bit repetitive, but hey.