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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[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"We'll see if you really find that true. Now either allow me in peace or I'll pin you down and do it that way."

[gunsandchocolate]

"I'm not going to just sit around and allow it, and you know that," Mello snapped, and he had no idea how Sephiroth kept from reacting because he was pretty sure he was ripping quite a few hairs out, the way he kept pulling violently.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He finally gave a hard shiver and freed a hand to reach up and gently grab Mello's wrist. "I am aware of that, but I choose not to move onto bindings without extreme provocation."

[gunsandchocolate]

Mello snorted, twisting his wrist away from the light grip with a hard yank.

"Glad we understand each other then," he remarked dryly. He knew he had no way to really stop him. But that didn't mean he was okay with sitting back and giving up. Rather than the opposite, Sephiroth's constant presence lately was only making Mello more angry and willing to fight.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He didn't let go, in fact, he reached to snatch the other wrist up as well. "Of course we do."

[gunsandchocolate]

Goddamn superhuman strength-- Mello hissed and bucked up suddenly, trying to get a good angle to kick.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He laughed lowly, pressing the hands down to the bedding as he settled his body down on the blond's legs. "Shhhh."

[gunsandchocolate]

"You shut up," Mello snapped, even if it wasn't much of a comeback, and struggled relentlessly despite knowing it was useless. He honestly preferred tiring himself out trying to just giving up.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He didn't mind, really, and rubbed his cheek over his hip on a soft laugh. "So vocal."

[gunsandchocolate]

Mello bucked, trying to knee him at the same time. "Nothing new there."

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"True. I do like that about you." He shifted to press down, making the effort to knee especially ineffective.

[gunsandchocolate]

Well, he wasn't giving up. "Thought you liked the struggling too," he muttered, with the obvious undertone that he should be let go so he could struggle more. Not that he thought it would work.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"Actually, that is an -entirely- different thing than what I want just now." He nuzzled inward.

[gunsandchocolate]

"Tough." He didn't like the way Sephiroth kept nudging closer, trying to arch away from him, into the bed.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He laughed softly and didn't stop. "Yes, isn't it?"

[gunsandchocolate]

"Not what I meant." Even though he knew Sephiroth was aware. There was nowhere left to go though, not when he was pinned like this and burying himself into the mattress wasn't working out too well.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"Then tell me what you meant my detective." He purred the words, nuzzling at his groin.

[gunsandchocolate]

"I meant I won't be giving you what you want." That didn't include that he couldn't stop Sephiroth from taking it. But he would not be giving it willingly. Nor would he allow himself to take pleasure in the touches or the nuzzling, feeling more resentment than anything close to arousal despite the intimate nature of the gesture.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"And how do you know what it is I want, my detective? I didn't tell you." He laughed softly and breathed in deeply, nuzzling along the skin and taking his time getting to know the soft sensation.

[gunsandchocolate]

He couldn't escape physically and so Mello began to do what he often did in similar situations now and wall himself in mentally, tuning out the touches as much as he could.

"Doesn't matter. I never like what you want."

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He tisked softly, then nipped his skin, reaching mentally and hooking his mental fingers in to keep him fully in tune with what is going on. "You can't think I wasn't monitoring you. Honest responses now."

[gunsandchocolate]

Mello noticed the change immediately, how his attention was suddenly snapped onto every physical sensation, and he struggled harder in sudden panic.

"Don't do that! Stop it!"

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"I will not have you pretending you don't notice what is going on. I changed nothing but making sure you pay attention."

[gunsandchocolate]

"You can't do that," he gasped, trying to pry his wrists loose, twisting them angrily in Sephiroth's hold. "You can't make me." The fact that he, however, could was the worst part, the part that was much more awful than being touched intimately or spoken down to.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He pressed gently, but firmly, down on him. "I am only making you pay attention my detective, I am not making you do anything else. If my touch truly repels you, then what worry do you -have-?"