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]

"Ah..." Mello closed his eyes again, tilting his face into the kisses, then trying to lick back suddenly, haphazardly. He felt vague and floating, and strangely good. He liked the closeness and the touch, wanted more of it.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He blinked, then turned his head to kiss his lips to keep him from squirming around. He had to be careful with him right now if he didn't want him injured further, after all.

[gunsandchocolate]

Mello kissed him back for the first time since he'd been here, letting out a soft sound like a purr. He didn't even realize it was Sephiroth anymore, in all honesty, only concerned by the warmth and the affection.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

That was fine, and he was gentle with him as he let the kiss linger and deepen, purring softly as he brushed his fingers up and down the uninjured parts of his chest lightly.

[gunsandchocolate]

Mello moaned softly into his mouth, arching his chest into the touch slightly. The pain was strong, but it did not feel badly to him right now, quite the opposite. His eyelids fluttered, half open, and he lifted his tongue to meet Sephiroth's gently.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He carefully pressed him back down, firmly his touch to keep him from doing that again, sucking on the blond's tongue. While tempting, he would accept no more than kisses from Mello right now.

[gunsandchocolate]

Mello seemed too distracted to mind, murmuring something incoherent against Sephiroth's lips, perhaps a name, that of his former lover.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He pulled off the kiss at that. "My name or none at all my detective, Sephiroth or none at all."

[gunsandchocolate]

"Stop..." Mello mumbled, blinking up at him and looking wounded. "Naka--" He stopped, blinking tearfully, confused.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

His voice was genuinely gentle. "I'm not Nakago and I never will be."

[gunsandchocolate]

Finally realizing, Mello pushed at his shoulder weakly with the arm that didn't not-hurt as much. "Go away."

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"No." He stroked his cheek. "You know I won't go away. I won't let you think me someone else."

[gunsandchocolate]

Mello turned his head away, closing his eyes again, though a few tears escaped.

"Make it hurt," he whispered. "I don't like this..."

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"I won't." He kissed high on his cheekbone. "You were hurting yourself more."

[gunsandchocolate]

"I don't care. This is wrong. I don't like it," he repeated numbly, shuddering, still breathing harshly.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"Why? I didn't even ask you to kiss me back today Mello."

[gunsandchocolate]

"I didn't realize..." he started, then broke off. It sounded stupid, but he barely understood that even now, still only half-coherent.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He hummed, then leaned down to kiss him again, brushing his lips over the blond's.

[gunsandchocolate]

This time, Mello didn't react. He didn't struggle, as he might have earlier, didn't even try to clench his jaw closed. He simply did... nothing. There was no movement or even indication he felt Sephiroth.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He lifted off the kiss, fingertips of so gently moving to rest over the bandages. "Do you feel that?"

[gunsandchocolate]

Mello's only reaction was to turn his head, staring up at Sephiroth blankly. It throbbed with what should have been pain but felt disturbingly nice instead, but not from Sephiroth's touch; that was too gentle.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He sighed softly, sliding the hand on his chest sideways to carefully, but firmly, press over the burns of his torso.

[gunsandchocolate]

That garnered a reaction, finally.

Mello's eyes widened and he gasped, arching suddenly at the sudden surge of what could only be described as pleasure making him shudder and pant loudly. It tingled down his spine, pooling between his legs, dangerously close to being extremely arousing.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He didn't pull his hand away, but he did murmur into his ear. "My detective, that should have you -screaming-."

[gunsandchocolate]

He was writhing weakly as it was, but not to get away. Gasping for air, Mello whimpered plaintively, flushed and sweating almost in moments. It felt overwhelmingly good in a way that was utterly unnatural, but still a stress to his confused body, and he cried out softly, a sound far more erotic than pained.