Turning his head away and not watching, Mello took to studying the wall with great intensity. The warmth of Sephiroth's mouth should have felt good physically, but at the moment, it didn't. It felt slimy and wrong and he wanted the sensation gone. "At least this way you'll shut up," he muttered, perhaps in some small attempt at reverse psychiatry.
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Date: 2011-07-13 04:30 am (UTC)