Dark Knight

Rahar Moonfire

Suddenly plunged into darkness, Lelouch let out an indignant squawk and struggled to reach over Suzaku searching for the controls to open the cockpit again. Cock. Pit. Damn that's sexy. Of course Lelouch couldn't reach over Suzaku's crouched body, and suddenly he didn't want to. Instead, he moaned as soft, moist lips began mouthing him through his pants. His hands tangled in his knight's messy curls as other hands slipped up his thighs and began removing his pants. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Lelouch knew this was most definitely not the correct protocol between an emperor and his knight, especially a Demon and a Reaper; but feeling that wet heat press against his clothed penis made it difficult for him to care. His hips twitched when his knight succeeded in removing his pants, only to stop paying attention to his cock and instead slowly slid up his body like a snake. The constant contact, even through the fabric of his robes allowed Lelouch to feel each and every movement against him. Suzaku could hear Lelouch 's breath stutter as he moved steadily up his emperor's body. He was enjoying this slow torture. It was invigorating. One of his hands slipped over a clothed nipple and Lelouch gasped, "Suzaku." "Lelouch," he whispered right back, his breath ghosting against a pale ear.

The cockpit of a knightmare is always dark when powered down. But when the key is pushed in and the engine ignited, all the little lights and grids come to life. But it's still dim, almost romantically so. At least, that's what Suzaku thought. Lelouch, on the other hand, saw knightmares as tools, just a means to an end. Perhaps they were both, and neither. One thing was unanimously agreed upon, however; knightmare cockpits are cramped. And that was when there was just one person in there. Two people would be a nightmare, pun intended. At least the Lancelot Albion was a bit more roomy...sort of. Suzaku glanced over his shoulder and smirked at Lelouch's obvious discomfort. His face was scrunched with what appeared to be distaste, but from the looks of his body, Lelouch was enjoying himself. Judging by the appearance of his body alone, of course. Lelouch's legs were spread wide to accommodate Suzaku squatting in front of him by the control board and his fingers were clutching the armrests like their owner's life depended on it. Quite sexy if Suzaku said so himself. Quite sexy. And dark. And private. And soundproof. And suitable for... things. Suzaku smirked. A couple wires pressed together just so and with a mechanical swish, the cockpit seat slid forward into the enclosed vacancy where it belonged, to Lelouch's surprise.

Lelouch twitched as he tried to move his body away from the stimulation. It was too dark to see clearly and too cramped to move much. Unfortunately, Suzaku had the advantage because he wasn't practically pinned to the pilot's seat. This little fact wasn't exactly welcome. Lelouch enjoyed having the upper hand of situations and trying to gain it when he didn't have it. Suzaku felt his lover's hand moved up his arms in an effort to gain leverage, but wouldn't have it. He quickly caught the errant wrists in his hands and pressed them firmly to the armrests of the pilot seat enjoying Lelouch's groan of annoyance. He smirked in return and licked the reddening ear before nipping it in satisfaction. The air in the cockpit was definitely warmer then before and Suzaku was sure his emperor could feel it. Given part of it was due to the obvious blush that Suzaku could literally feel an inch away from Lelouch's skin, but the rest from from Suzaku's body pressing itself against Lelouch's. Suzaku's now moving body. "Haa...nnmff." Lelouch wriggled in an effort to press his hardening arousal against Suzaku's but his restraints made it difficult. His wrists were still pressed to the armrests on either side of him, useless. Then he felt Suzaku nuzzle his chest and slowly undo the buttons of his robe with his mouth. Lelouch suddenly desperately wanted to see his lover, to watch his knight undress him like this. But the darkness in the cockpit prevented such a thing. Suzaku seemed to enjoy Lelouch's powerless situation, humming contentedly when his lover squirmed in his grip. When the buttons were all successfully undone, he smiled and licked a long, wet

trail back up the emperor's shuddering chest to hover teasingly close to Lelouch's lips but just torturously out of reach. Lelouch parted his lips in expecting a kiss, but receiving only a light brush. He groaned in frustration. "Do you know how sexy you are like this Lelouch?" Suzaku breathed. Lelouch growled. "You talk too much." Suzaku chuckled. "Oh really?" The emperor hissed in frustration and arched into Suzaku's taunting body. "Very articulate, your Majesty." Before Lelouch could formulate a suitable come-back, Suzaku took control of his mouth, kissing him hard and deep and rolling his hips against Lelouch's. The emperor moaned and pushed back, his hands struggling against Suzaku's iron grip. Suzaku steadily kissed across his flustered lover's jawline before mouthing his ear. Lelouch grunted into triumph when he managed to free his left hand which he immediately used to reach up and hold Suzaku against him. "If you're going to do this," -a stuttered gasp because Suzaku just nipped him- "then do it right." "You sure?" "Should I make that an order?" To Lelouch's surprise, Suzaku actually considered the idea. "Actually, I'd like that."

"Then I command you, Suzaku Kururugi, take me hard. And for god's sake, take me now." And then Lelouch was overwhelmed. Suzaku was everywhere and in such a tight space, there wasn't much room for Lelouch to struggle. His hands feeling, his fingers probing, his tongue plunging, and hips bucking. And Lelouch couldn't do hardly anything to stop it because the instant it started, his hand was busy helping Suzaku remove his underwear. Lelouch groaned as Suzaku slipped down his body, releasing his still captive hand to. Lelouch heard his knight unzip his flight suit and spit in his hand before lifting Lelouch's legs up over his arms. Leaning back up to kiss his lover, Suzaku whispered, "Sorry, but this's gotta be quick." Lelouch nodded before he remembered Suzaku probably couldn't see him so he said, "Fine by me." His breath fluttered when Suzaku adjusted his legs, then completely left him when Suzaku penetrated him and immediately started thrusting. And good god it felt amazing, painful but amazing. If a bit too fast. But then, they were short on time. It took a heck of a lot of concentration for Suzaku to focus on anything other then Lelouch's intense body heat surrounding him. But the sounds Lelouch was making, little gasps and moans with each thrust, especially when he adjusted the angle to hit that spot just right and made Lelouch scream. Needless to say, he was intensely glad the Lancelot cockpit was soundproofed. Again that word. Cockpit. Cock. Pit. Like the tight,

hot, wet, pit his cock was currently pounding into. Well, at least it was guaranteed he would be thoroughly distracted when he got back in here. "Suzaku!" Ah, screw it! Or Lelouch. He thrusted harder, grabbing and stroking Lelouch's straining cock as he moved. He couldn't move very far back but he made up or it by forcing Lelouch back into the chair until the emperor was practically bent in half with his legs sandwiched between their two bodies at what must have been a painful angle. But he didn't seem to mind much if his kisses and desperate hands were anything go by. And then Lelouch's body tightened painfully and he arched his back coming all over his chest causing Suzaku to bite one of the two pert nipples a little harder then he'd meant to. The tightening muscles were too much, and he came inside his lover. The next minute was spent almost entirely sagging uncomfortably in the cockpit -oh god, that word- as they struggled to catch their breath. "We'd better... get out before... someone comes looking for... for you," Suzaku said. Lelouch blinked a couple times as he came back to his senses before nodding and quickly buttoning his robes and feeling around for his pants. Suzaku zipped his flight suit back up after doing his best to clean himself up. A difficult task considering there weren't any tissues or anything to clean anything off. Unfortunately, that meant he'd have to stay behind and clean the cockpit -mmm, yeah thoroughly distracted- before following Lelouch.

Once they were decent, rumpled but decent, Suzaku opened the cockpit door -oh god- and the pilot chair slid out into the open. Lelouch stood and walked down the scaffolding to the ground and strode off, his legs still a bit wobbly. Suzaku remained on the scaffold to look for a towel to clean up their mess in the cockpit. Oh. God. He was ruined. But in a strange, perverted sort of way, he didn't mind. Especially if he continued to get to tap that luscious ass, well then it was most definitely worth it.

"Really sure?" "Absolutely." "Did you watch that porno flick I sent over?" No, how the hell could I, what do you think I am, some kind of pervert? "Mmm" Lelouch's answer was the textbook definition of noncommittal. "Great!" Suzaku took Lelouch's answer at face value, grinning the same cheerful, boyish grin that had first won over Lelouch's heart (you know after the whole Suzaku beating the snot out of him and Lelouch resenting him for weeks thing) and leaned over to give Lelouch the sweetest peck on the lips. Right. That's why he was doing this. Because Suzaku. Sex had never been something that Lelouch had really thought about. It was up there with money and power in terms of useful tools of manipulation, but Lelouch understood power and money far better than he understood sex. Even when Suzaku kissed him and touched him, and he kissed and touched Suzaku back, it hadn't been about sex for Lelouch, not really.

First Times
elarief "So you're sure about this?" "Yes."

But it had been for comfort and for affection and, overall, for Suzaku. So really, it was inevitable that they'd end up like this, alone for the evening, in Lelouch's room, about to have sex. Lelouch had mentally prepared himself as best he could (without watching the porn, thank you very much, Suzaku) but he'd been surprised (and a little unnerved) when Suzaku told him

this was his first time too. For some reason, Lelouch had assumed that Suzaku was more experienced. On the other hand, it evened things out a little, them being on the same footing. Lelouch was determined to be optimistic about this. Suzaku's grin looked even more mischievous than usual from barely an inch away, and Lelouch found himself helplessly smiling back, easily opening under the soft kisses Suzaku pressed against his lips, letting Suzaku pull off his shirt and "Wait." Suzaku stopped. "What?" Lelouch, shirtless and lips tingling from all the kissing, slid out from under Suzaku (when, exactly, had that happened?) and off the bed. "Just let me grab some things." He smiled. "I'll be right back. Feel free to make yourself more comfortable." Suzaku chuckled and Lelouch felt something flutter in his stomach. They were really going to do this. He wasn't sure if he was excited or anxious or what, but he was certain that he trusted Suzaku to treat him right, and that he'd do his best for Suzaku in return. He fished out the lube (taking a moment to scrape off the price tag) and a condom. Then, on second thought, two more condoms. Just in case the first one didn't work or or it did and they needed another one because Maybe he was getting ahead of himself.

When he turned around, Suzaku was shirtless as well, with the front of his pants undone and a noticeable bulge between the "V" of his open zipper. Lelouch swallowed. "Wow, you seriously got ready for this didn't you?" Suzaku said, sounding impressed. "This means you're okay with going all the way?" Honestly. "If you can't say it, you're probably not mature enough to do it," Lelouch chided. "Yes, Suzaku. I'm okay with having sex with you." "you're blushing." "Shut up." Suzaku laughed and pulled Lelouch towards the bed, wrapping his arms around Lelouch's waist and bowing his head to kiss just over Lelouch's navel. "Come back to bed." Lelouch dropped the lube and condoms onto the bedspread and buried his fingers in Suzaku's hair as he crawled onto the bed, planting his knees on either side of Suzaku's, moaning breathily as Suzaku kissed up his stomach and chest, over his neck and jaw, and finally capturing his lips again. This was nice. Really nice. Kissing Suzaku always was, but this was nice on a whole different level. Scarily nice, if such a thing were possible. There was a part of Lelouch that would be content to just spend the rest of his life like this, wrapped up in Suzaku's arms, with Suzaku kissing him and caressing him and

pressing him down on the bed, his body warm and solid on top of Lelouch's, more comforting than intimidating. And then Suzaku's hands were fumbling at Lelouch's pants, and Lelouch realized that he was leaving 'nice' behind and entering a whole new realm. "Su-Suzaku" "Yeah?" Suzaku asked, pausing with Lelouch's pants half down his thighs. "this is a little awkward." Suzaku looked at their positions, Lelouch's legs on either side of his, Suzaku's torso in the way of pants removal. "Um here." He scooted back. "Bend your knees a bit Ah, there." He grinned proudly as he worked Lelouch's pants off, flourishing them triumphantly. "How's that?" Naked. "Fine. Just get your pants off and get back here." Suzaku's grin widened as he did as ordered. The kissing had an extra element of excited passion now, with Suzaku's body cradled between Lelouch's legs, his chest rubbing against Lelouch's as they moved and kissed and gasped together. Everything felt new and raw and more, the heat of Suzaku's body, the softness of his lips, the sharpness of his teeth, every single callous of his hand as it slid over Lelouch's skin, like he had every right to be there, like he owned him "You feel so good, Lelouch," Suzaku breathed against Lelouch's throat. "So soft and perfect. I can't believe this is really happening"

So. Maybe Suzaku wasn't quite as cocksure as he seemed. "It's happening. I want it to happen. Suzaku, I want" Suzaku kissed him, hard and deep and needy, with one hand fisted in Lelouch's hair and the other one gripping his hip as he thrust his hips forward, all coiled strength and barely restrained power moving against Lelouch with a rhythm and focus based entirely in instinct and impulse. The friction and heat were amazing, chasing away every last lingering doubt in Lelouch's mind as Suzaku rutted against him, sweat and pre come easing the friction into something so close to perfect Lelouch could barely feel the burning in his thighs as he tightened them around Suzaku's waist, his ears filled with the sound of rushing blood and Suzaku's groans and his own, "Oh, Suzaku, oh please, oh please" interrupted only by short, desperate kisses as Suzaku's hand slipped off Lelouch's hip to wrap around both their cocks, the added pressure and friction pushing Lelouch over the edge as he arched and came, Suzaku's name falling broken from his lips. Perfection. When he came down from his high, he could feel everything the cool air, the cooling liquid, Suzaku's strong thighs, warm where they were still propping Lelouch's legs up. He smiled up at Suzaku, who was fumbling a condom open, his own erection still obviously in need of release. "Here." Lelouch took the condom from him. "Let me."

Suzaku's eyes were wide as they followed Lelouch's hands, as they slowly and carefully rolled the condom over his cock. "Oh, fuck, Lelouch" Yes, that was the next step. Lelouch was more than ready. "Come on, then." He smeared a generous amount of lube over Suzaku's cock and lay back, canting his hips slightly. "Suzaku" "God, Lelouch, I love your voice." Suzaku squeezed his eyes shut, trembling slightly he was so affected. It made Lelouch feel powerful, that he could bring Suzaku to this state, just by lying naked beneath him, whispering invitations. When Suzaku opened his eyes, Lelouch nearly shivered at the power of that gaze, hyper focused and intent, as if Lelouch was the only thing in the whole world. He shifted forward, spreading Lelouch's legs further apart and pressed against him. At first, it felt good. The lube was a little cold, but the pressure of Suzaku's cock against Lelouch's ass felt right. Then the pressure increased to the point of a mild burning pain, and Lelouch breathed deeply, trying to relax. "Suzaku" "You're so tight." Suzaku's voice held warmth and adoration. "I can't wait" He pushed in and Lelouch felt something give way, possibly tear. "Suzaku! You're it's too big!" Suzaku groaned. "Yeah, just keep talking like that" He pressed in further, and the burning sensation spread. "So good, so hot"

"No, it stop, Suzaku, it hurts!" "It'll get better," Suzaku promised. "It's just 'cause this is your first time." "I don't care, it hurts! Get out!" "Shh" Suzaku stroked Lelouch's thigh, pressing in further, against a second ring of pressure. "I'll try to find your sweet spot, just relax" "I tried to, it's not" Fuck this. Lelouch twisted beneath Suzaku, his hands gripping the headboard as he tried to pull himself away from Suzaku's clinging, invading body, tightening his anal muscles to try to expel him. Suzaku groaned and his grip shifted from holding Lelouch to holding him in place. There was a breathless moment of panic as Lelouch realized that he couldn't overpower Suzaku, there was no way, and he lashed out blindly, not even caring if he hurt Suzaku, just wanting this all to stop. "Ow, dammit, Lelouch!" The sensation of his knee flailing into Suzaku's side was soon followed by the sensation of Suzaku pulling out, fast and sudden, which was at least as painful as having him inside had been. Lelouch bit back a scream, glaring up at the idiotic moron who Who was looking back at him with wide, wounded green eyes, lost and confused and hurt "What was that for?" Any sharp retort Lelouch could have made died on his lips. Anger wouldn't help anything Suzaku hadn't been cruel, just thickheaded.

Which didn't take away the sharp pains that were still shooting up Lelouch's backside, no matter how Lelouch shifted. "I told you to stop." "Yeah, but you were so into it," Suzaku said, almost whining. "You said you wanted this, and I" His eyes dropped and then widened. "is that blood?" Lelouch looked down. Sure enough, the spot on the sheet where Lelouch had been lying before he curled up into a ball to try to relieve the pain was streaked red. "I think so." He gingerly prodded between his buttocks, wincing at the pain and making a face at his finger, red-tipped and sticky-slick, when he pulled away. "Yeah." "Oh" Suzaku looked sick. "I" Lelouch had a split second in which to act Suzaku looked on the verge of fleeing or doing that thing where he shut down and hid inside his guilt and couldn't be reached. Ignoring the physical pain for a moment, Lelouch launched himself forward, one hand grabbing onto Suzaku's shoulder for balance, the other cupping his cheek, forcing Suzaku (who had already been turning away from Lelouch, eyes dim, mouth turned down) to face him. Before Suzaku could say or do anything, Lelouch kissed him, pressing his body against Suzaku's in the strongest possible tactile comfort he could offer. "Don't. Don't run away from this, Suzaku." He kissed Suzaku again, wishing that his usual skill with words, knowing just what to say to get what he wanted, didn't always desert him when it came to Suzaku. "Please, we can we can make this okay."

There was a long moment of nothing, and then Suzaku's hand came up to rest gently on the small of Lelouch's back, trembling slightly as he held him. "Lelouch, I I'm so" Lelouch wanted to tell him it was okay. But it wasn't really. He was still hurting and bleeding, and Suzaku "What happened back there?" "I don't know what you mean," Suzaku said, still confused, but at least addressing the issue. "Everything was going fine until it wasn't." "Yeah, it was good until what were you thinking?" Suzaku flinched. "Sorry, that's not what I" Lelouch sighed, frustrated at having to deal with Suzaku's tender feelings while the aches and pains below his waist reminded him of his own tender issues. "Why didn't you stop?" Suzaku looked down. "I thought you were just I dunno, acting like that guy in the movie." "What movie?" Lelouch asked, the words leaving his mouth just as the answer came to him. "You thought I was imitating a porn actor?" "Um. Yeah?" This couldn't be borne. "That's ridiculous! I've been nothing but genuine and honest with you and and even if I were to imitate someone else it wouldn't be a porn actor and I never watched the damn movie!" Suzaku frowned. "But you said"

Lelouch pushed himself up and off the bed, wincing as that caused pain to shoot up, oddly enough not from his ass, but from his left thigh. Suzaku was there immediately, contrite and attentive. "Lelouch!" "It's fine, it's" Lelouch smiled wryly. "I think I strained a muscle earlier. Um" He could feel his face flushing. "From the part that was still ah good." "Oh." Now Suzaku looked even more confused. Lelouch shrugged. "Just because it hurts now, doesn't mean I didn't like it when it was happening. It's the stuff that hurt while it was happening that was the problem." "But you're still hurt now," Suzaku said. "Maybe we shouldn't" Lelouch kissed him. "Stop that. Just because it didn't work this time doesn't mean it can't work. We'll just have to figure out what we did wrong and fix it." And unfortunately, that meant "Starting with that movie you bought." Suzaku nodded tentatively. "Just warning you the plot's not the greatest." That was likely the understatement of the century. Lelouch wondered why they even bothered with the plot. After ten painful minutes, Suzaku offered to fast forward to the sex scenes. Lelouch gratefully accepted. He tried not to be insulted that, while the lead (and top) was impressively endowed and well-muscled, the bottom was well,

effeminate was putting it kindly. The few shots that featured his genitalia at all seemed to be minimizing rather than accentuating, and even then, the focus was more on what the lead was doing to him than on his own actions. The only thing that wasn't utterly passive about him was his mouth. "What the hell are you doing, idiot?" "Quiet. If the others find us" "I don't care! You can't just barge in here and do whatever you want!" "Sorry. Just let me a little more" "Ah! You so suddenly" "Hush." "I'm telling you to stop! I hnn" "There, see? Isn't that better?" "Wai wait" "Don't worry. I'll make you feel good." "Ah~ It's so big and hard~" "Yeah, it is just the way you like it."

"More. More. More!" Lelouch turned the TV off. For a long moment, he and Suzaku sat in an awkward silence. "Okay. So. I still do not understand the appeal of pornography." "it's an acquired taste?" Lelouch glared. "You seriously thought that I That this" He gestured at the black screen. "Did he remind you of me?" "Kinda?" Suzaku said, immediately backtracking as Lelouch's face clearly showed what he thought of that. "I mean, he was slim and pretty and kind of flaily and I'm not helping my case, am I?" "Not really," Lelouch huffed. "Suzaku, I'm sure we can have sex. People have done it before, people who weren't nearly as smart and clever as us. But in order for that to happen, I think we need two things." He rounded on Suzaku. "First: More research. I knew enough to get condoms and lubrication, but apparently there's more to it than that. Secondly: Trust. We need to be honest with each other, and we need to trust that honesty. When I ask you to stop, Suzaku, you need to stop." Suzaku nodded. "I I didn't think" "And, after watching this, I can see why. But that whatever that was, it wasn't the real world. In the real world, things don't get better just 'cause you say they will. We might need a few tries at it, we might make more mistakes. But the only way we'll get

through it is by working together." Lelouch smiled and held out his hand. "And together" "we can do anything," Suzaku finished with a smile, the first Lelouch had seen since he'd kicked Suzaku off him. "Um but not today, right? I don't think I could do anything anyways right now." Lelouch could still feel the aches in his body. "No, not today." "Kay. Um. Then maybe we should get dressed? Not that sitting around your living room naked watching porn isn't fun" Lelouch swatted Suzaku's arm at that, his breath catching in his throat when Suzaku caught his hand and brought it up to his lips. "Suzaku" "I love it when you look at me like that." Lelouch smiled. "We're going to figure this out." "'Course. Well, you will and I'll be all impressed with how smart you are." Suzaku's warm smile faltered, his eyes softening in concern. "Are you okay? I mean really?" Lelouch nodded. "There wasn't much blood, and it stopped pretty fast. It's still a little sore, but the muscle strain in my thigh's actually bugging me more now." "Want a massage?" "You can do those?"

"Kind of." Suzaku grinned. "I can try, at least, and this time if you tell me to stop, I will. Promise." Lelouch couldn't help but smile back. "Alright." They returned to Lelouch's room and Lelouch lay on his stomach, hugging a pillow as Suzaku's hands worked over his legs and lower back. It felt heavenly. "Lelouch?" "Mmm?" "Remember when I said I didn't think I could do anything?" "Mmm." "That's not entirely true anymore." Lelouch laughed lightly, rolling over. "Come here." He reached for Suzaku's erection as Suzaku kissed him, crawling over him in almost the exact same position they'd been in earlier. But this time, Lelouch made sure that it was all about Suzaku's pleasure rather than his own, until Suzaku gasped and collapsed against him. As Suzaku came down, Lelouch frowned thoughtfully. Suzaku kissed the side of his mouth. "What?" "we left that movie in the player downstairs," Lelouch said, half disgusted with himself for being so careless, half just disgusted. Suzaku started laughing.

"From what I've read, we skimped on the foreplay." "Yeah. By a lot. How's your did you is it healed?" "It's fine. It was a little sore the next day, but it's all better now. If you wanted to I mean, if you had free time tonight" "Yeah! I mean yeah. That sounds good. Should I come over?" "Sure. About eight?" "Kay. Oh! I think the brand of lube you bought doesn't work well with condoms, so I'll bring over a different one." "Is that even an issue? I had no idea Alright." "There's flavored ones too. They have chocolate, but I think it's milk chocolate, not dark chocolate like you like. Wait a sec, I'll ask" "You'll Suzaku, are you in public right now?" "Kinda? I'm at the porn shop where I bought that movie. Clarice has been really helpful with suggestions. You wouldn't think a girl would know much about anal sex, but it turns out that they do it too, sometimes!" "Suzaku" "Is that a 'no' on the flavoured lube?"

"How did you even get in there? You're underage." "Military ID. No one asks questions. I think I'll just get the smooth glide one." "fine. See you at eight." "Kay. Love you!" "I love you too." It was a good thing Suzaku was being so Suzaku about all this, because Lelouch was starting to feel like a nervous wreck. Nunnally, naturally, had noticed and offered to stay home rather than go out with her friends. Lelouch thanked her, but refused, wanting to face this with Suzaku no matter what and not wanting to ruin Nunnally's evening. She left at seven, which gave Lelouch a full hour to fret. He tidied his already tidy room, took a shower, and was just about to strip the bed of its clean bedsheets and replace them with different clean bedsheets, when the doorbell rang. Suzaku. Lelouch felt his stomach flutter, far more anxious than he'd been the first time they'd tried this. What if, despite all the preparations and study, this didn't work? After all, things had gone horribly wrong last time, although at least there were no long-term lingering effects. Except this awful feeling of dread. What if they just weren't meant to be?

He swallowed down his fear, opening the door and coming faceto-face with Suzaku, carrying a brown paper bag and wearing casual clothes and a hopeful, tentative smile. "Hey, Lelouch." "Hey." They stood like that for a long moment and then Lelouch launched himself into Suzaku's arms, kissing him fiercely and wrapping his legs around Suzaku's waist, forcing him to carrying Lelouch into the house before Lelouch had him right then and there in the doorway, where anyone could see them. Lelouch didn't care. He just wanted. "I thought about this all day," Suzaku confessed as he pressed Lelouch up against the door, his hands digging into Lelouch's hips. "I was so afraid you wouldn't want me" "I was thinking about you too," Lelouch gasped out, deciding not to mention his own fears, that this wouldn't work, that they wouldn't work out. "Fuck me, please." Suzaku groaned and buried his face in Lelouch's neck, already hard and grinding against Lelouch's pelvis. He felt so good, and Lelouch had been planning on getting them both off before trying for 'the main event'. And he knew full well how much Suzaku enjoyed his voice. "Suzaku, please. I want you in me. I want it so badly, I want it to work, I want us to work, and I know we can, I just" He groaned as Suzaku thrust against him, hard and desperate. "Yes, that more, please, Suzaku, please" Suzaku came first this time. Lelouch followed soon after, as Suzaku's fingers dug into his skin, his cries wet and muffled by

Lelouch's throat. As they sank to the floor, Lelouch realized that, even if this didn't work, they'd always have this. "Love you," Suzaku murmured. Lelouch kissed his cheek. "Let's go to bed." Before they did anything, Lelouch turned down the bed, sitting on the sheets rather than the quilt (they'd be easier to clean it had taken multiple scrubbings to get the blood and lube out). He patted the bed for Suzaku to sit next to him. "So what next?" Suzaku asked. Lelouch bit his lip. This didn't have the spontaneity and fun of their last encounter (except for what they'd just done in the hall) but it was probably safer this way until they knew what they were doing. "Let's get naked first." The sight of Suzaku naked would probably always give Lelouch a little thrill. His clothes hid so much the lithe muscles, the broad shoulders, those amazing abs Suzaku, similarly, couldn't seem to tear his eyes away from Lelouch as Lelouch slipped out of his clothes. "Do you always fold them after taking them off?" "usually." "Even the underwear?" "Is this really the conversation you want to be having right now?"

"no." Suzaku stepped forward, carefully placing one hand on Lelouch's hip. "Can I kiss you?" Lelouch smiled and mirrored Suzaku, stepping in closer so that their bodies almost touched. "Of course." They took their time with this kiss, keeping it soft and gentle, even as it deepened. Lelouch could feel the heat radiating from Suzaku's body despite the fact that they were barely touching. It was incredibly erotic, in its way. Given how intimate this was, was penetrative sex even really that important? "What are you thinking about?" Suzaku asked, pulling away. Lelouch flushed. Suzaku could always tell when his mind wandered. "Just that this feels so good, just this Do we really need more?" "If you don't want to" "I do!" He really did, Lelouch realized. It had become almost a point of honor. "But, even if we can't, even if this doesn't work we still have so much together." Suzaku smiled. "You're right." He kissed Lelouch softly, shortly. "You're so right, Lelouch." Lelouch moved back, pulling Suzaku with him until he was lying back on the bed, with Suzaku cradled between his legs, still not touching apart from their hands on each other's hips and the soft kisses they pressed against each other's lips.

"How do you want to do this?" Lelouch asked. "Clarice said ow!" "Don't talk about other people when we're having sex!" Suzaku laughed. "I fine. A disinterested third party suggested oral sex while I prepare you. Apparently when her boyfriend does it, he sucks on her clit and ow! Sorry!" "I don't even have one of those!" Suzaku kissed him. "But you do have a cock. And I've kinda always wanted to" He blushed. Lelouch blushed in return. This was starting to feel awkward, but in a kind of wonderful way. Giddy, almost. " okay." Suzaku grinned. "Okay!" He kissed Lelouch's lips again, then his throat and over his clavicle, his chest, his abdomen, his hip Lelouch sighed with pleasure as Suzaku took his time, tracing his way down towards Lelouch's groin, his warm hand smoothing under Lelouch's balls and cock, lifting it to his lips, until Lelouch could feel his breath against the tip. He paused. "Tell me if any of this feels wrong." Lelouch barely managed to bite back a growl of annoyance. "As long as you listen to me this time."

Suzaku laughed, and Lelouch could actually feel his erection jerk at that. "Understood." And he took Lelouch into his mouth and sucked. It felt amazing hot, wet, with strong suction and friction, no scrape of teeth. If this was how Suzaku had felt inside Lelouch, Lelouch supposed he could understand why Suzaku had been reluctant to stop. Not that that was an excuse, really. Just it was understandable. Lelouch felt certain he never wanted this to stop. He missed the sound of Suzaku opening the lube, so the cool pressure against his ass was a surprise. He yelped softly and jumped a little. Suzaku immediately drew back. "You okay?" "Yeah, just cold. Wasn't ready." Lelouch reached out, pulling Suzaku's head back down. "Keep going." Suzaku grinned at him before ducking his head and taking him back in. Lelouch leaned back and sighed with pleasure, until Suzaku's finger pressed into him and his sigh turned into a groan. "Hnn, yesss" This was what it was supposed to feel like. Suzaku grinned around his cock and Lelouch bit back another moan as Suzaku slid another finger in, stretching him past the point of comfort, but far away from any pain. "Get up here, I want to kiss you." Suzaku released Lelouch's cock with a wet slurp and moved over his body, his fingers shifting inside Lelouch as he cut off Lelouch's gasp with his lips.

He tasted oddly salty, almost bitter. It wasn't bad. In fact, Lelouch didn't think he'd mind reciprocating. Later. For now "I think I'm ready." He smiled at Suzaku, fumbling for a condom. "Go ahead." Suzaku swallowed, his adam's apple bobbing hard in his throat. "You sure?" Lelouch spread his legs. "Well let's see how it goes. Your fingers felt" He could feel his face flushing. "Just try." "Okay." Suzaku didn't sound overly confident, but he shifted on the bed, sliding on the condom and positioning himself between Lelouch's legs. "Um" "Go ahead. I'll let you know if I want you to stop." Suzaku nodded. "Kay." He pushed in slowly, and Lelouch felt himself opening for him. "H-how's that?" Lelouch laughed, a little shakily. "It's well, it's still big" He felt the vibration from Suzaku's suppressed laughter at that throughout his entire body. "Ah, it's good. It's I can take more." Suzaku took him at his word, pressing in deeper, nearly trembling with the effort of holding back. "Okay?" "Yes, it's" Suzaku was inside him. Suzaku was inside him! "It's fine. It's wonderful, Suzaku. Everything I wanted, and ah!"

Suzaku froze. "What?" "No, it's good, keep going!" Suzaku started moving again, but the sharp jolt that travelled from inside Lelouch's ass to the tip of his cock didn't happen again. Maybe it was an anomaly, and it wouldn't happen again? Lelouch couldn't quite think straight, the blood rushing through his veins, his heart pounding, every singe molecule of his being focused on where Suzaku was joining with him. He had the vague memory of reading something about the prostate, but then Suzaku slid completely inside him, and all thoughts flew out of Lelouch's head. "Um what now?" Suzaku asked. Lelouch had to take a moment to remember how to breathe. "Ah, I think you can move." Suzaku tried a short thrust and Lelouch arched against the bed as the friction seemed to stretch him wider. "Ah! Hah yes. I can take that. Do it again." Suzaku did and Lelouch gasped and arched again, his fingers digging into the sheets. "It's good. Suzaku, it's good" He couldn't seem to find the words, reduced to repeating himself. "Thank goodness," Suzaku breathed out, bending over (and bending Lelouch nearly in half) to kiss Lelouch's lips before he started to thrust in earnest, deep and steady, his eyes fixed on Lelouch's face. It wasn't fast or hard or anything like in the movie. Suzaku's rhythm faltered often as he switched grips or position or slipped against the sheets, and Lelouch's arms flailed on occasion, searching for something to grip, alternating between the sheets

and Suzaku's skin and the pillow under his head. It was awkward and ungainly and messy and physically hard work, but It was happening. And it was good. Suzaku's grip slipped once again and his angle changed. Before Lelouch could adjust, Suzaku thrust in and that spark of pure pleasure shot up Lelouch's spine. He cried out, louder than before, and grabbed Suzaku's hips. "There! Do that again!" "Really?" Suzaku gasped out, looking just as excited as Lelouch was. It took him a few more tries, but he managed to hit that spot again, and then again, and then Lelouch was coming. This was the first time an orgasm had taken him by surprise, by both its timing and its strength. He could hear Suzaku's echoing groan, feel his movements abruptly stop, and then he was wrapped in Suzaku's arms, with Suzaku's breath panting in his ear, buzzing with small aftershocks, a warm glow coming over him. So that was sex. Lelouch smiled. Another skill mastered. "That was amazing," Suzaku said, echoing Lelouch's thoughts. "Did you" "Definitely," Lelouch answered, not caring what the question was. "I want to do this again." "Me too." "Next time, I want to suck your cock." "are you always going to have such a filthy mouth after sex?"

Lelouch managed to raise an arm enough to smack Suzaku's shoulder. "We'll find out." "Mmm, yeah" Suzaku smiled and turned Lelouch's head towards him. "We sure will." Lelouch still enjoyed kissing Suzaku, just as much as he had before they'd had sex. It reminded him of why he'd gone through all this. Because Suzaku.

DarkDeepWater129 Lelouch blinked, his eyes adjusting quickly to the darkness of the cramped locker as Rolo attempted to keep his heavy breathing quiet, their bodies pressed together in what little space there was while outside the whole school was in a riot celebrating President's graduation. "Rolo, are you alright?" Lelouch whispered softly, pressing his mouth closer to Rolo's ear so he could be heard by his pseudo brother as people questioned where he had disappeared to just outside the locker. Rolo smiled reassuringly, but it did little to hide the fact that freezing so many people took a bit of a toll on him. He had his

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hand placed on his chest lightly, this didn't escape LeLouch's observations and before he knew it, Lelouch had placed his own hand over Rolo's heart, to check the rate of the heartbeat himself. For reasons unknown, LeLouch could swear that Rolo's heartbeat increased at his touch, and he noticed the younger boy's breath quicken and his face flush a deeper shade of rosy red than it already was. Lelouch was not ignorant, he could tell when a certain quality of natural wanting coursed through his body at the sight of his, admit ably beautiful, underling. He pressed his body closer against that of the assassin's, those round violet eyes staring at him with sparkles of emotion that were never there before and this made Lelouch feel a tug of guilt for plotting to kill the boy once he was done using the other Geass user. But he set those thoughts aside as his hand rose from Rolo's chest to cup the boys cheek before his mouth lowered to those soft, open lips, that took one last suck of air before Lelouch interrupted Rolo's breathing with a kiss, that started out rather innocent until a shock of lust struck his body, seeming to originate from his lower regions pushed him to deepen the kiss. Suddenly, his tongue was maneuvering around Rolo's mouth, reaching down his throat, thoroughly tasting the shorter boy before Lelouch promptly hissed at the feeling of his erection rubbing dangerously, yet erotically against Rolo's. If Lelouch was surprised by his sudden attraction to the boy that called himself his younger brother, Rolo was positively reeling. Rolo's hands flew up, grasping Lelouch's neck and hair for dear life, his head tilted back slightly as he breathed erratically. There just wasn't enough air, but oddly enough, Rolo was absolutely fine with that, and he even hesitantly rubbed his hips against those that

were in front of him, his breath hitching when Lelouch moaned softly. Lelouch was quick to unzip Rolo's school uniform coat, removing it quickly as Rolo helped in shake it off his shoulders and Rolo tentatively did the same, their shirts quickly following, the heat of their bodies intermingling. Rolo's lips quickly found Lelouch's pulse, kissing and nibbling on it, his lips trailing from the older boys jaw to his collarbone. "Uuughnn" the hot moan that left Lelouch's mouth caused a soft groan to escape Rolo's lips and before the younger boy had realized it, Lelouch had one hand on his nipple, twisting and pulling it, making Rolo's jaw drop, drawing his attention away from the other hand, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants, tugging them down harshly along with his underwear. The unwanted cloth pooled around his ankles as Lelouch stepped into the circle of the younger boy's legs and hoist them up around his hips, supporting him with a hand to the groin and another on his ass. "Aauughh ahh hah" Rolo couldn't help the cries that escaped his throat before Lelouch stopped them with his lips. Palming Rolo's erection with one hand, the older boy brought his other hand and offered his fingers up to the younger Geass user's lips once he had separated his mouth from them. "Suck." It was a heated demand that Rolo was all too eager to comply with, his mouth opening to suck the fingers into his mouth and roll his tongue over them, coating them in his saliva before Lelouch pulled them away. Lelouch spread the legs before him wider before sliding a finger inside Rolo, kissing and sucking at the younger boy's mouth as his finger worked against Rolo's ass,

the moans sounding in their throats as their lips molded and remolded against each other. Adding another finger, Lelouch pushed his fingers in and out of his subordinates tight, hot ass, when he felt the boy pinned against the locker wall relax, he added his third finger, scissoring his fingers inside the violet eyed boy. "Uh uwaa... hah" Soft groans left Rolo's mouth, small trickles of sweat rolling down the side of his face before his jaw went slack when Lelouch curled his fingers against his prostate, his head tilting back as a cry of pleasure left his soft, full lips. Panting softy, the older geass user unbuckled his belt and tugged at his pants and boxers until they fell to his ankles before spreading Rolo's legs as far as he could, the former assassin pressing his hands against the sides of the locker in order to help hold his body up. Pushing his erect length slowly into the younger boy was a true test of patience for Lelouch, who had to be gentle with the boy writhing in pain and pleasure just under his fingertips. "Nngh." Moaning softly at the tight heat griping his rock hard cock, Lelouch nearly began to tremble at the amount of pleasure and intensity until he was finally fully sheathed inside Rolo. "Ah hah hah hah" Rolo's panting had become completely erratic, after a few long seconds he shifted his hips slightly against Lelouch's, a silent signal telling his older 'brother' to move. Lelouch took the hint and began to pump himself in and out of the boy biting his lip to hold back his cries of ecstasy that faded in his throat after every thrust to his prostate.

The older geass user took hold of the younger user's hand, intertwining their fingers and pressing their sweat slicked palms against each other as they panted and moaned, kissed and bucked their hip in sync with each other, Rolo's body rising and slipping against the wall of the locker with each thrust as a the slap of skin against skin could be heard within the confines of the small space. Lelouch reached up and took Rolo's hand into his own, intertwining their fingers and pressing their sweaty palms together as their hips continued to collide at a surprising speed. Rolo tightened the grip of his legs around Lelouch's waist as the older boy continued to buck hard against Rolo's sweet spot, causing dirty moans and cries of pleasure to spill from his panting mouth. "Ah hah ah ah!" Closing his eyes, Lelouch concentrated on feeling Rolo, his body heat, his tight ass, his smooth skin, his sinful noises... finally opening his eyes to gaze into lustfully dazed violet ones, he felt his control begin to chip away as he shamelessly pounded the boy into the locker wall, crashing his mouth against those tempting open lips, dragging his tongue against Rolo's tasting him as Rolo moaned and sucked at the older boys mouth, swallowing each others saliva, pressing their bodies closer so their chests slid against each other with each thrust. Their tongues wrestled until Lelouch pulled away and Rolo quickly took Lelouch's bottom lip, licking and nibbling it until they began to kiss again. Rolling his hips up in another powerful thrust Lelouch caused Rolo's grip on the wall of the blocker to slip, but he managed to keep him held up using his body weight to pin the boy up. Grinding their hips together, Rolo adjusted his grip and Lelouch resumed humping the boy, lowering his gaze between their bodies

to watch his cock sheath itself inside Rolo's ass over and over again, the delicious heat and friction leaving his thought process clouded in pleasure. Chest heaving, Rolo could feel himself nearing completion, a white hot coil of absolute ecstasy forming and growing in the core of his being as he breath came even more unevenly as his walls began to clench Lelouch tigher and tighter until finally "Le-leLouch!" Rolo's voice rang out in the small locker, causing Lelouch to lose his control completely. "Ngh, Rolo!" Rolo spilled his fluids in between their squished bodies and Lelouch completely emptied himself inside the younger boy, the pleasure of the orgasm taking their breaths away and the both slumped slightly within the small space they had. Slowly recuperating their strength and feeling back in their limbs as well as their eyesight that had become clouded by the white hot intensity of post orgasmic bliss, they began to disentangle themselves from each other. Panting lightly, Lelouch used his personally handkerchief to clean up the mess they had made before dressing himself carefully and with some difficulty in the locker before helping Rolo dress as well. Pressing a firm kiss to Rolo's lips he whispered against the beautiful, pink, swollen lips of his beloved younger 'brother'. "This will be our secret Rolo."

And with that, he pressed the used handkerchief into Rolo's hand and escaped the locker quickly, leaving Rolo to grasp at his still thundering heart, attempting to regain his breath holding the handkerchief that held evidence of their new, forbidden, dirty, secret act. Smiling to himself, Rolo pocketed the used handkerchief and left the confines of the locker, leaving behind the hot air and the musty smell of sex, hoping that the next person who used the locker wouldn't be too upset. If he was wondering before, now he was sure, he was in love with Lelouch. It had felt so good to be entangled in a hot, dirty dance of passion with the one he cared for, he almost thought of freezing time to enjoy it longer, but that would have been hard to do since his focus was definitely off. Sighing softly, the violet eyed boy grabbed his cell phone out of his pocket and checked to make sure if he had any messages, having discovered that there weren't any, he decided to take a seat on an abandoned desk in the lonely classroom. He made a mental note to thank the President for her celebratory all school participation mandatory party, if it weren't for this event, it would be most likely that nothing might have ever happened between himself and Lelouch. Looking out the window at the continued frantic chaos of the school, he fingered the heart dangling from his cell phone and wondered if he would ever have a chance to feel Lelouch against him, inside him, again. It was a hopeful thought, full of wistfulness and dejection.