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]

To be honest, after the first attempt to quell reaction (he couldn't quiet ignore it, thanks to Sephiroth, but he could fight it), things were surprisingly easier. He got used to the sensation. It didn't feel badly, but arousal was rarely an entirely physical occurrence, and he simply kept his mind from straying there, slowly listing things in his head of the ways in which Sephiroth had wronged him. Those first few weeks still made his stomach turn. Hardly arousing material.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He could tell that the blond wasn't thinking pleasant things, but, ultimately, those weren't untrue things, and he didn't interfere, lips drifting up and sideways with a soft hum. "Why so intent on when I left you alone?"

[gunsandchocolate]

"Get out of my head," Mello repeated quietly. He didn't answer. He didn't think it needed answering. It had been obvious then, more than he'd like to admit, how dreadfully that had affected him. He'd never been close to giving up on life before that.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"I never will. I wish you could understand how lovely that really is." It was a murmur. "But you are not ready for me to pull you to -me-. I think that might harm you."

[gunsandchocolate]

He latched onto the new subject, distraction as it was.

"What are you talking about?" He didn't know what that last part was, and not knowing made him slightly apprehensive.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"Dragging part of your consciousness inside me and letting you loose, of course."

[gunsandchocolate]

Mello stared, completely distracted now as he tried to figure that out.

He laughed, more of a bark, really, and unpleasant. "You're not worried that would harm me. You're worried about the fact I'd try to tear you apart from the inside in the blink of an eye if I realized I had the power to do so."

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He hummed softly and sucked lightly on a bit of skin. "I'd let you try, if I thought you wouldn't trap yourself inside me."

[gunsandchocolate]

"Why would I do something stupid like that?" Mello scoffed, though he was aware of the implication that he wouldn't be able to control it. In the meantime, it was helping take his mind off from the things Sephiroth was doing with his mouth.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"Because you're very reckless." It was a murmur, then he leaned up and took the limp length in his mouth to better play with.

[gunsandchocolate]

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.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He made an amused noise and hummed, petting his wrists a bit as he explored, apparently unhindered by the lack of arousal.

[gunsandchocolate]

The way the vibrations of Sephiroth's deep voice traveled through him made Mello shudder, and he tried to tug his wrists free again. "This is pointless. Get off me."

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He lifted his head, humming softly to himself, and leaned up to rub his cheek against his belly. "This is not a permanent state of affairs Mello."

[gunsandchocolate]

"What's that supposed to mean?" he demanded, twisting his hips and trying to get him off.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"It means that it's not permanent that you will feel this way about me." He kissed over his belly, then started to crawl up his body. "Do you feel better?"

[gunsandchocolate]

"Not at all," he snapped, twisting beneath him in discomfort at the closeness.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"Not in any way whatsoever?" If anything, he looked -more- pleased.

[gunsandchocolate]

"If I said yes, would you go away?" he growled through clenched teeth, though it was obvious that any affirmation would be a lie.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"Just tell me the truth."

[gunsandchocolate]

"I already told you," Mello maintained dryly.

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

He gave him a positively delighted smile. "I did hope you'd say that."

[gunsandchocolate]

That smile fucking creeped him out. Mello shook off the chill running down his spine and tried to buck him off again. "Why?"

[giftsofglory.livejournal.com]

"Because it didn't please you that my touch didn't appeal." It was a low murmur as he shifted to crawl up his body, kneeling over him.

[gunsandchocolate]

"It didn't please me that you even tried," Mello pointed out coldly, and when he got more room, tried to get a leg up to knee, however awkwardly, the area between Sephiroth's legs suddenly.