"Please, do it..." soft whimpers came from the room at the end of the hallway.
"Lelouch, please!" soft laughter could be heard.
"Why? Why do I have to?" Amusement graced his voice.
"Hnn!" A loud moan echoed through the hallway.
If you'd look through the keyhole, you could see two bodies pressed closely together.
I said if, but we're all well-raised people.
Looking at someone through a keyhole is off-limits, right?
The moans became louder and louder and their breaths harder.
You could hear the wooden bed slamming into the concrete wall, and then, as suddenly as it begun, at ended.
One of the boys made a sound of protest.
"Lelouch, that's just plain mean...Hnn!"
Curiosity killed the cat, they say, but the sounds tempted me to spy on them.
Lelouch had an evil smirk on his face.
The boy on the bed was panting heavily and trying to persuade Lelouch to stay.
Lelouch rejected everything he said and stood up from the bed to search for his clothes, which were scattered across the room.
He found his pants and after another ten minutes of searching he had given up on finding his shirt and left sock.
"Maybe," Lelouch started with a soft, masculine voice "I'll let you finish next time."
He walked to the door with a confident smile.
Panic shot through my body, where should I hide?
I started to walk slowly toward the end of the hallway, to reduce the sound of my footsteps to the minimum.
Still two doors left, the door behind me squeaked.
I ran the last few meters and opened the door to my room.
As soon as I closed it, I fell to my knees and panted into my dark blue carpet.
I think two minutes passed when I heard someone knock on my door.
My eyes shot open and my legs were shaking as I tried to stand up to answer.
My mind was racing, should I open the door and pretend nothing's happened?
Or I could pretend to be asleep and not do anything.
What if it wasn't Lelouch, but someone else?
The person on the other side of the door knocked again, now harder…