Goddammit. Mello bit his lip to keep back the annoyed curse, carefully trying to pull Sephiroth's arms off of himself. And then he stopped, deciding he could try something more violent instead as long as Sephiroth was asleep and not defending himself.

His back was to the larger man, so he looked over his shoulder quietly, gauging where Sephiroth's throat was, shifted slightly-- And then moved suddenly to ram his elbow into the man's exposed throat as hard as he could.