Time of Transition

[giftsofglory]

He made no move to return Mello to his room when morning came. In fact, a good week later there was still no move being made to that extent, and on that morning, when Mello woke it was to the now usual configuration of Sephiroth being wound around him, pinning his hands. This time, however, the act was accompanied by the silver haired man actually being asleep still.

Not to say they hadn't been spending all their time together, but Mello hadn't had the chance to see him asleep until then, him holding out for the blond to sleep and then rising before he could.

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[gunsandchocolate]

Relaxing against Sephiroth when he was done, Mello kept his eyes closed, catching his breath with some difficulty. His body had already been exhausted, even moreso now, and the pleasant shivers died down into little more than a warm tingle. He felt nice, like floating in warmth, and made a soft purring sound at Sephiroth, pleased with the praise.

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He smiled and purred back, petting his belly and chest softly. "Rest for me my sweet boy, you earned rest."

[gunsandchocolate]

Of course, he was only been so 'sweet' because he was practically out of his mind with overstimulation and pain that wasn't quite pain. But Mello wasn't coherent enough to argue and he was too exhausted to stay awake much longer anyway.

He let the cool hands running over his hot skin lull him into sleep after a few minutes, breathing softly against Sephiroth's throat.