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Notes: Hey! Guess why I’ve not put notes last time?
I’m annoyed:/… Of my lack of readers… Where are the fujoshi’s out there? And yaoi fanboy’s? Oh well, those who read this fic thanks!! Pizza for you! Sorry for being demanding about this but… REVIEW!! 😀
“I’m going to change…”
He had said coldly after getting up from his seat, the rest of the group looked at him and wondered why he was acting so strangely. But it was expected at leased from some of them, though others merely thought that he was angry and even said to Suzaku that he was going to witness Lelouch revenge some day, some day in the near future that was. However the Japanese showed no worry, well on the outside. He enjoyed the festivities where as the other merely acted like a fifth wheel. Lelouch walked towards the door and Milly gave him a slight nudge before he got up himself and followed after him, Shirley of course saw this and yelled at her president.
“Why are you doing that! You’ll just make things worse!”
Milly saw her jealousy and laughed it off before telling her.
“Don’t worry…”
On the other end of the hallway Suzaku closed the door behind him and quickly ran through the hallways to catch up with the bride. He found him walking slowly around the corner.
“Wait up! Lelouch!”
Lelouch stopped and turned, his face expression not what everyone else thought he was feeling, it showed pain. Not physical but in his heart. Suzaku walked up to him and put a hand on his shoulder.
“Are you alright…? I’m sorry if…”
Lelouch slightly bit his lip as the other talked.
“Don’t be…”
Suzaku blinked.
“It wasn’t as if I regretted it…”
That lifted a weight from his shoulders, from both actually. Lelouch found it hard to tell him while as the other thought that he might be regretting the kiss, but that wasn’t true.
“I guess I’m just… stunned that’s it… I was surprised by your actions…”
Lelouch finally took the courage to look him in the eyes and smiled for the first time that day.
“But like I said… I don’t regret it…”
He grabbed Suzaku’s hand and held it against his cheek before he caressed it. He closed his eyes as he said in a quiet and yet shy tone.
“Because…”
He shifted his weight to his other foot but without warning gave out a yelp as he started to tumble down that side. The hand that held Suzaku’s quickly pressed against the wall as his other lifted the dress a little. He had gone through his ankle and hissed as he tried to shake of the pain.
“Lelouch…?”
Suzaku questioned him as the other removed his shoes, Suzaku remained quiet and observed his actions. His ankle slightly reddened as he leaned on it only to hiss again in pain.
“These damned shoes… I can’t understand how women walk on them…”
But without warning Suzaku put one hand around his waist and the other against the back of his knees.
“Suzaku!”
He yelped out as he was scooped up in the air. His hands reaching out and clenching around his shoulders as if he was afraid to fall and once he realised what had happened he looked at the Japanese, his cheeks flushed and his eyes expressing shock as he yelled out.
“Put me down, idiot!”
Suzaku ignored him and continued to walk, the shoes being left in the hallway. He wondered where they were going and tightened his grip around the other’s white suit. Suzaku’s expression never changed and the smile remained, this made him feel all the more flustered.
“Where are you taking me?!”
“Home… you wanted to change right…”
“I can walk by myself!”
But Suzaku ignored his many pleads and complaints, Lelouch later found out that it had no use and his grip finally loosened as he calmed down. One hand let go of the suit’s fabric but the other remained, placed against Suzaku’s chest as a last lifeline.
They continued to walk and it was when Suzaku stopped that he raised his head from his shoulder to look at whatever was going on. They had come to his house, but the porch had a trail running up to the door. The trail was made of red leaves from roses that began at the stairs and followed through the already open door. His mind was being over flown with thousands of theories and he remained quiet as Suzaku walked up the steps. Milly probably did this, that witch!
“I think we have to follow it…”
Suzaku said as he turned around to push the door open with his back, Lelouch hardly noticed that he was still in his arms because he was too busy thinking. Inside the trail followed to the stairs and they walked up to the top, it stopped in front of a door and they both recognised it as being Lelouch’s bedroom. With that panic struck the Prince’s heart because he was now worried that Milly had also been doing something to his room, but seen from her behaviour she didn’t find his mask nor Zero attire, so that was a huge relief. Once in front of the door he noticed that he was still being held and quietly said.
“You can put me down now…”
“…Ah”
Suzaku agreed with him in his always Japanese sounding accent and gentle put him on his feet again. The bare feet making way into the leaves as he opened his door for an inspection, the door swung open, several of the red leaves floated away from the air force and he made his way inside, Suzaku of course following.
“This…?”
He wondered to himself as he looked around. His bed was covered with a new pair of sheets and more rose leaves covered it as well as the area around it. His eyes widened as he quickly looked around, hoping to find his suitcase in which he had hidden his mask and outfit, but it was no where to be seen, in fact all his properties were carefully tucked away to reveal a tidy room that looked as if it was never used before. Next to the bed lay a small envelope and he walked over to it to read it, his face going from zero to embarrassed as soon as he read it. For Milly to write such vulgar things, unbelievable!
“What does it say…?”
He looked over his shoulder and laughed a little as Suzaku walked up to him, quickly hiding the letter behind his back as he turned to him fully.
“Nothing… important…”
Suzaku tried to look over his shoulder but he turned away from him. No matter how much he tried he wasn’t allowing the other to get his hands on the letter. That was until he was thrown on the bed somehow with Suzaku on top of him, he noticed how the other folded the paper open to read the inside and he blushed vividly at that idea. Suzaku carefully read it and in his mind he probably read it two or three times because he was taking so long. Suzaku laughed as he looked at the flustered Prince below him, he was sitting firmly on his hips with one hand on his knee as the other held on to the paper.
“So she really thinks that way…?”
It occurred to Lelouch that he showed no shame what so ever, instead he smiled and threw the letter over his shoulder.
“Does she really expect things to go like that…?”
He wasn’t sure if this was a question but slowly Suzaku leaned forward and pressed one hand on the bedding as the other took a hold of his arm, holding it tightly as he leaned forward again. Lelouch closed his eyes in response and wondered what the other was planning to do but he gasped loudly when he felt something wet move against his chest, just above the feather like end of his dress.
“I don’t mind though… doing that…”
His eyes opened again and he saw Suzaku smile at him in a strange fashion. So Suzaku didn’t mind doing ‘that’?! He mentally sighed and realised what was going to happen then, mostly out of irony but also because he couldn’t think straight, specially not when another man was sitting on top of him and was licking his chest while muttering something about following instructions written on a paper that described what someone else would be expecting them to do on the ‘wedding night’.
“But that reminds me…”
He tried to sit up a little but Suzaku’s hand pressed him down on the bed again.
“Suzaku…?”
“Why didn’t you regret it…?”
His eyes widened and he realised that he had never finished that sentence, but right now he found it hard again to admit it and half regretted that he never finished it. If it wasn’t for those damned shoes he would’ve been passed that point already.
“That…”
Was all he managed to get out and he saw that Suzaku enjoyed every minute of him being speechless, probably because he never was. Nothing was said between the two because Lelouch never gained the chance to finish his line, instead Suzaku bend forward again and kissed him deeply. Lelouch was pushed back into the sheets and tilted his head backwards as he felt Suzaku propping through his lips with his tongue. It was carefully caressing him inside his mouth, exploring every inch of this new territory with grace before he nipped at the other’s neck. The veil thrown on the ground on the other side of the bed after being removed by him as well. Lelouch gasped and kicked his leg a little in response to Suzaku’s touches, Suzaku was sitting back a little and one hand was making its way underneath the dress.
“Suzaku… what are…”
He tried to get out, he tried to stop him because this wasn’t supposed to happen. Nothing was supposed to happen.
Suzaku’s hand made small circles around his inner thigh and he could feel himself growing hard underneath. His hand then made it’s way upwards again and gentle removed his undergarment, Suzaku pulled back from his neck as he grasped the others hard member, the smile never left his face as Lelouch gasped out once again. Trying to burry himself in the mix of sheets and rose leaves. He gently started with stroking and watched as Lelouch squirmed as he continued. The drool slowly running out of his mouth as he looked at the other. The precum already covered his hand as he gently stroked the top to create more time, he leaned forward and kissed Lelouch gently.
“You don’t have to say it…”
Lelouch merely looked at him while catching his breath a little and as he tried to gain control over his limps again. Slightly regretting that the other had stopped, because he didn’t hate this. These feelings were different from what he had imagined, he had only read about them in books of tragedy and literature, of history and love. But a book couldn’t describe his feelings nor could they describe what was running through his body and soul at this moment, who would’ve thought that it was this good.
“But do know that I would want to be more…”
As he regained control again he lifted his hands and pressed them against the sides of his face, Suzaku slightly shocked by the other’s actions was forced to lean downwards again before he was being kissed against his forehead.
“I would like that too… Suzaku…”
And he smiled at him. Why wasn’t he allowed to have something for himself ? Why wouldn’t he be allowed to be loved and to love in return?
Even if the future he predicted would be harsh and possibly his end, he might as well enjoy these days of peace and quiet for what they were.
Because they were his light that helped him through his dark days and his reason to fight. It wasn’t just Nunnally he was fighting for, it was Suzaku as well. And to make him happy he would do anything.
“I want you to be with me…”
He said as he sat up and they kissed again, this time not one sided but both showing their passion towards each other. Nipping and biting as the Prince started to remove the suit, not caring about the stained hand in the process of it nor about the other’s nudity. They sat across each other, Suzaku still wearing his white pants but they were zipped open now. He placed his own hand against Suzaku’s chest as he read his heartbeat, it was beating fast as well, showing his nervousness but also his drive. Suzaku’s hands made their was around his waist where he gently zipped his dress open from his back, Lelouch placed both hands against him as he did this. Looking up to the ceiling as he felt Suzaku nuzzle him in his neck. Was this the right decision then?
He was interrupted when Suzaku continued his previous business after the dress was opened up fully, it was slowly being raised over his head and removed completely. Leaving him only with the white gloves and for the rest completely vulnerable and exposed. His hands tightened around the tanned shoulders and his breaths grew short and heavy once more at those touches. In the mean time he felt something else and his eyes widened at that feeling, Suzaku was entering him with his other hand and it started with one finger but was soon followed by another.
“What…ar-“
Was all he managed to get out between the gasps and moans he emitted but Suzaku gently whispered in his ear.
“Don’t worry… it will only hurt a little…”
He trusted the other and thus the scissoring continued. It felt uncomfortable because he was still not relaxed in that section but as time progressed he felt accustomed to those movements and noticed how Suzaku’s hands stopped with his erection. Instead the hand was placed firmly against his hip and he felt himself rising upwards a little. He looked downwards towards the other who once again assured him that he would be careful when he was being pushed downwards again. Tears springing in his eyes as he felt himself being entered, he squealed a little as he held on to Suzaku and forced himself to calm down a little when he was inside him completely. His face leaning against his chest as he tried to slow down his breathing.
Suzaku shifted his hips a little before forcing Lelouch to look at him, he kissed away the tears as he placed both hands on his hips, on instinct did Lelouch wrap his legs around Suzaku’s waist and he gasped when Suzaku shifted Lelouch’s hips with his hands. He continued these movements and guided the other before Lelouch followed them himself, his own face showing the same expression as Lelouch looked at him, moaning and gasping as they continued in a rhythm. The Prince tensed as he looked upwards and with one last gasp came against Suzaku’s stomach, but the Japanese was close to his own climax as well and leaned against Lelouch’s chest. The other’s cum dripping down his face as his heavy breaths continued, moaning as well as a little later he himself did the same.
Lelouch hardly realised because he was effected by his own euphoria, his hands growing limp against he other’s shoulders as he fell back on the mattress, Suzaku pushing him back and catching his breath against his chest. The remaining tears ran down his cheeks and on to the sheets as he looked at the ceiling in his room, that view would now always remind him to this. He could feel Suzaku drawing out from him and he heard him mumble something about a shower before leaving. Lelouch turned his head to his side when the other left and looked at the large bag tugged away between the desk and the window, the bag containing his mask and costume. The future was undetermined and this might as well have been his biggest mistake, but he was going to remember this no matter what would happen in the future.
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