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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"But you are, my dear detective. You know that." He listened to his breathing carefully.

[gunsandchocolate]

"I'm not. I keep telling you..." He sounded drained. It was barely even arguing anymore, just desperate repeating. "You're wrong."

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"How am I wrong? I haven't even had to deflect any rescue attempts -on- you, so you can't even really claim a life out of here keeps you from it."

[gunsandchocolate]

"Shut up." His voice was still quiet, but there was a new edge of vehemence. "You are wrong."

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"If I am, then why are you still here?"

[gunsandchocolate]

Mello tried to shove him away, choking down another sob. "I said shut up. You're wrong!"

His lover was probably just being quiet about it so Sephiroth wouldn't move them. ...where-ever they were. He had no idea if he was even still in the same country.

"Shut up!"

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"No. If anyone was coming, they would have found you by now, wouldn't they? I haven't been trying to hide. I haven't tried to stop anyone from saying what happened to you when you were caught."

[gunsandchocolate]

"You're lying!" Mello spat. He refused to believe no one was looking for him. He'd lived with the fucker for a year. He would at least be looking! He should. Mello was trembling again.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"It's creeping up on two months that I've had you now."

[gunsandchocolate]

Mello froze in surprise. It had felt longer, he knew that... but he'd kept telling himself it couldn't be that long.

But two months was... a very long time.

He shook his head vehemently, nails digging into Sephiroth's chest where his hands had been resting. "It doesn't matter. I don't need anyone to rescue me, and I'm not your pet!"

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"Of course you don't need to be rescued. You're already home." He moved one of his hands to rest over Mello's, ignoring the sting through his shirt.

[gunsandchocolate]

"No, no," Mello protested with quiet, desperate sadness. "I'll never accept that. So stop..."

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"We won't stay in this house forever, my detective, but I will eventually be home for you, and where I am the place you want to be." He kissed his temple. "I am willing to take my time. I have, after all, waited -years- to find someone I wanted, I can wait longer still."

[gunsandchocolate]

"That won't happen," Mello repeated in barely more than a whisper, inclining his head away from the kiss. "I won't let you..."

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"Weeks, months, years, I have the patience to wait." He nuzzled his hair anyway.

[gunsandchocolate]

"I'm not staying here!" he protested, sounding as though he was still trying to convince himself.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"Yes, you are." Well, at least he seemed calmer.

[gunsandchocolate]

"I'm not!" He tried to squirm out of Sephiroth's lap, shoving hard at his chest. "I can't! I don't want to!"

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"You can and you are." He actually let him up. "Why deny it?"

[gunsandchocolate]

Scrambling out of his lap and away, to the other side of the room, Mello screamed at him, "Because it's wrong!"

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"And why is it wrong?"

[gunsandchocolate]

"I'm a person! I'm not your pet! You can't do this!" He didn't even seem intent on running for the door. He merely stood there, backed pressed against the far wall, screaming and trembling with rage and frustration.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "Why not?"

[gunsandchocolate]

"I told you!" Mello insisted loudly. "You just can't!"

And then, in a violent rage, he was suddenly tearing at the furniture, shoving over cabinets, trying to break everything in sight. He hated this place. He hated it so much, and he wanted to rip everything to bits, including Sephiroth.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

The thing was, things were very sturdy, well built or well secured. "Mello~, come here."