Warnings: Lemon, genderbending.

Author's Note: This was written for the Code Geass Kinkmeme. The prompt was; Luluko/Jeremiah or Suzaku or Gino; first time on the wedding night (both parties are consensual to the marriage and are into each other). I'm basically just looking for some fluffy for-the-very-first-time smut. I took the Luluko/Suzaku route.

Wedded Bliss

They entered the hotel room, leaving behind shouts of congratulations and Rivalz's overenthusiastic and suggestive comments. Suzaku just laughed them off while Luluko glared over his shoulder, Rivalz quickly quieting down and rushing after the rest of their friends. She turned her attention back up to her husband as Suzaku laughed; pressing her head against his shoulder so it wouldn't get hit on the door as she was carried through, Suzaku kicking the door shut behind them.

She barely had the time to look around the room, Suzaku carrying her straight over to the bed and gently settling her down on it, flopping down beside her. Luluko shook her head, shifting to look at her husband, reaching over to push a hand through his curly hair. He caught the hand on the second pass, bringing it down to his lips to kiss the back of it before playing with the ring on her finger. "Luluko…I…"

He trailed off, his eyes looking everywhere but at her, Suzaku's usual evasion technique when he was nervous. Luluko laughed and let herself fall to her side, Suzaku pulling her close. She settled against his warmth, playing with the gold braid that was over his shoulder. Suzaku looked dashing in his army dress uniform, the blue one and not the hideous orange one that he had to wear to work everyday. She smiled to herself and flicked the braid back into place.

Suzaku shifted against her, Luluko glancing up only to duck her head a moment later, Suzaku muttering an apology. "Flowers in your hair."

"Thank God someone decides to take them out."

"You poor tormented woman." Suzaku chuckled and let one of the flowers drop onto Lelouch's shoulder, the bud rolling off to hit the sheets, Luluko barely getting a look at it. "You should have shouted. I would have come to your rescue."

"I did, but my dashing knight didn't appear." She tried to glare at him, fighting back a smile. "Although, they were put there by my sisters..."

Suzaku shivered, dropping another flower to the bed. "I know why then. Cornelia would have killed me if I saw you before the wedding."

"I think I could have convinced her not to."

"You think?" Suzaku slid back down until he was even with her again, reaching out to push a strand of hair behind her ear. "There."

"Flower free?"

"Flower free." Suzaku's hand trailed over her cheek, cupping it gently. "You're beautiful."

Luluko blushed, hating herself for it. "Suzaku…"

"I'm not lying. You're beautiful."

"Stop it." She reached out to slap him away, Suzaku just laughing and grabbing her wrist. Luluko glared at him using her other hand to attempt to push him back onto the bed, only to have Suzaku beat her to it, taking both of her wrists in one hand and pushing her onto her back. Luluko struggled against his hold for a moment before huffing and glaring up at him. "Kururugi, you…"

She trailed off as she saw the look on his face, feeling herself blush again. Suzaku was looking at her with open admiration, gently stroking her cheek with his thumb. "I mean it. I really mean it Luluko." He sighed, leaning forward to kiss her forehead. "What have I done to deserve you?"

"Don't you start that again!" She glared at him, looking for any trace of the old self-loathing that he used to have, still had. But Suzaku seemed to mean it, that silly smile still on his face. Luluko ducked her head, hoping to hide her blush behind her bangs. "Y-you were very willing to play chess, even when you always lost."

"Is that it?"

She opened her mouth to respond, hesitating before shutting it again.

There was just too much to even begin to explain. He had meant so much to her even before this.

Suzaku had been her first friend, the first person that didn't treat her differently because she was the daughter of two politicians or because she was a girl. He was the one who was always full of smiles and laughter, the one who would try and cheer her up when she was down. He was the one who she would sneak away at night to, and the two of them would sit on the roof of his house a just talk. He was the one who had made her miserable in middle school, because he wasn't there to distract her when the classes got too boring or when gym was too difficult.

Luluko just settled for a smile, leaning up to kiss his lips, dropping back to the bed before Suzaku could respond. "You're cute."

"Cute?" Suzaku looked both irritated and amused.

She reached up and ruffled his hair again. "Yes. Cute with a nice smile. Everything a woman looks for in a guy."

Suzaku rolled his eyes and leaned down for another kiss, Luluko allowing this one to go on for a while before breaking away, a smirk on her face. "Well that and a nice-Ah!"

She clung to his shoulders as Suzaku picked her up and moved her to the center of the bed, settling over her with a smile. She found herself returning the smile, her expression wavering as Suzaku's eyes darkened. Luluko swallowed, tipping her head back as Suzaku leaned down to kiss her neck, trailing the kisses up the skin until he could kiss her mouth again.

Luluko propped herself up on her elbows to get closer to Suzaku, surprised when he stripped off his jacket, letting it fall to the floor. She broke the kiss to look at the article of clothing on the floor, turning back to look at Suzaku as he toyed with the zipper on the back of her dress. "Is this alright?"

She just nodded; wrapping her arms around him and pulling him close, trapping one of Suzaku's hands underneath her. Suzaku grunted, rolling them to the side so he could free his hand, wasting no time in pulling the zipper down. He grinned up at her. "Want to help me get this off?"

Luluko laughed and pushed at his chest, Suzaku shifting back onto his knees as Luluko knelt, carefully pulling the dress over her head. There was a moment when she thought she would be stuck, freezing as she felt Suzaku help lift the dress over her head, Suzaku dropping it to the floor as well.

Her protest was stopped by the hungry look in Suzaku's eyes, belatedly realizing that she was only wearing her gloves, bra and panties. Luluko blushed and ducked her head, trying to curl up, stopped by a hand on her stomach, Suzaku unbuttoning his shirt with his other hand. "Don't."

"But…"

"I don't care." He leaned forward to kiss her again, his hands dropping to rest on her waist. "You're perfect."

"Liar."

"To me." Suzaku corrected, his gaze already drifting down her body. "Perfect to me."

Luluko went to reply when she felt Suzaku's hand slip up her side, his hand warm against her skin. She whimpered when the feeling of skin on skin disappeared as Suzaku moved to cup her breast, seeming to change his mind halfway through the motion. Luluko lifted her back from the bed as Suzaku reached around behind her, fumbling with the clasp to her bra.

It took a lot of effort on her part not to laugh at Suzaku's fumbling, watching his face contort in concentration and then break out into a smile as he finally managed to open the clasp. She pressed a hand against her mouth as he gave her an apologetic smile. "Too fast?"

Luluko tried to come up with an answer. She wanted him, she ached for him, but she couldn't find the words.

The silence hovered between them for a short moment, Suzaku sitting back again. "Sorry, I'll slow down."

"No." She reached out for him, pulling him down on top of her again. "It's fine." She guided him into a kiss, whispering against his mouth "It's fine" before pulling him into a kiss.

There was a moment when Suzaku hesitated before he returned the kiss, Luluko releasing her tight hold on him to drape her arms over his shoulders. She arched up against him as he reached to push her bra out of the way, one hand untangling from her hair to reach for her hand. Suzaku broke the kiss a moment later to glare at her gloves.

Luluko laughed, the sound more breathy than she would have liked it. "Want me to take them off?"

"Let me."

He leaned up, gently biting down on the fabric and pulling it off her hand, Luluko unable to look away from the sight. Suzaku's eyes were dark, darker than they usually were, and that alone was enough to send a shiver down her spine, more heat pooling in her stomach. Suzaku spat out the glove and repeated the move with its partner, Luluko feeling her breath catch as he looked back at her.

Suzaku paused long enough to push her bangs out of her face before leaning down to kiss her, a slow series of chaste kisses that quickly escalated. She gasped into Suzaku's mouth as he hands started to wander, tracing down her neck to her collarbone and finally to cup her breasts, his thumbs rubbing against her erect nipples. His lips followed the path of his hands, pausing to kiss and lick up to the peak of each breast before continuing down over her stomach.

Luluko pushed a hand into his hair, using that to center herself, gasping and jerking when Suzaku kissed her side. She got a glimpse of amused green eyes before Suzaku repeated the move, Luluko sure that she pulled a few strands of hair out when she jerked. Suzaku didn't seem to mind, intent on getting to his destination.

She was content to watch until the moment he kissed the skin right above her panties, using her handhold in his hair to pull him up for another kiss. Her intention was briefly forgotten as Suzaku kissed her, stroking her sides as she writhed beneath him, pulling away when the thought drifted across her mind again. "Now."

"Huh?"

"You. Now."

Suzaku stared blankly at her before nodding, sitting up to struggle with his belt. Luluko watched Suzaku for a moment before sitting up to help him, not sure what happened to the belt when Suzaku worked it out of the loops, already reaching for the button and zipper. She managed to get both done, Suzaku pulling off his pants and kicking them off the bed, Luluko distracted from her initial plan to pull of his shirt, deciding instead to kiss her way up his stomach and chest, relishing the little shivers she drew from him.

She reached out for him after a moment of hesitation, her hands gliding over his warm skin, tracing over his muscles on his chest, slipping underneath his shirt onto his shoulders before she was pushed back against the bed. Luluko tipped her head back, meeting Suzaku's kiss as he pressed back against her, freezing when she felt his erection against her thigh.

Suzaku didn't seem to realize that she had stopped moving, lifting up from her to pull her panties off before resting over her again. Luluko took a shaking breath and tightened her hold on his shoulders, Suzaku pausing. "Luluko? Can I?"

She stared at him, feeling the tension in his shoulders. "Yeah…"

Suzaku nodded, kissing her temple before whispering in her ear, "I'll take it slow."

"Alright."

"I would never hurt you."

"I know."

"Relax." The breathy command made her shiver. Luluko found herself obeying him, letting her eyes flutter shut as she enjoyed the sensation of Suzaku moving against her. She frowned as she felt something push into her, trying to shift only to have Suzaku steady her. She sucked in a quick breath, the breath escaping in a gasp as Suzaku pushed all the way into her.

Luluko bit off the sob that tried to escape, clutching as Suzaku as he stilled. She could feel his breath on her face, looking up from where she had pressed her forehead against his shoulder. Suzaku took the chance to kiss her temple, resting the side of his head against hers. "Sorry."

"Suzaku, it-"

"I know. I'm sorry." He reached up one hand to push through her hair, Luluko relaxing slowly as he rubbed her scalp. "I'm so sorry."

"Stop apologizing."

He smiled; Luluko could tell by the way that his cheek moved against hers. She was about to ask him what the smile was about when he moved.

Luluko tipped her head back, pulling away from Suzaku as he pulled out and then thrust back in, almost too fast for her. She bit her lip, one hand reaching down to grab a fistful of sheets. The feel of Suzaku moving wasn't too horribly painful, in fact it was getting better with every thrust and the more she relaxed. It was much better than when he had started, to the point where it was… "Suzaku…God…"

"L-lulu?"

She didn't notice the hated nickname, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling herself up. Irritated, she shoved his shirt further down his arms so she could rest her hands against his skin with the shirt getting in the way. She wanted to be closer to him, to feel his skin brushing against her and his muscles working. She wanted… "Faster, Suzaku. Faster."

He gave a curt nod, redoubling his efforts. Luluko bit her lip at that, letting her head tip back.

She was only partially aware of the moans and gasps that she was making as Suzaku moved inside of her, too enchanted by Suzaku's soft whispers in her ear, broken by his moans.

"God, Luluko you're…Beautiful. Gorgeous…Love you. Love you."

"Suzaku…" She moaned his name in response, feeling him speed up, whimpering. "Suzaku…"

It was too much, Suzaku's whispered endearments, the sound of him panting in her ear and the feeling of him moving inside of her. She arched up with a whine, shouting out his name as she came. "Suzaku!"

Luluko continued to cling to him as he continued to move, pliant in his arms as his hips bucked out of rhythm, Suzaku moaning her name as he came.

They lay on top of the sheets for a while longer, still tangled in each other and just breathing. Luluko closed her eyes, loving the sensation of Suzaku's weight and his warmth, giving a soft sound of disappointment when he pulled away and rolled to the side.

After a moment of mental debate, she turned her head to look at him, watching as he kicked the soiled blanket off the bed before pulling the sheets back.

Luluko went to drag herself under the sheets, feeling too good to move at the moment. She was surprised when Suzaku gently lifted her to get the sheets out from under her, setting her back on the bed. He slipped in beside her, Luluko pushing him onto his back and resting her head on his shoulder. She wrapped a leg around his and threw an arm across his chest, nuzzling into his neck with a content sigh.

She felt more than heard his laugh. "Comfortable?"

"Very." She yawned. "And exhausted."

Luluko lifted her head, confirming her suspicion that Suzaku was beaming down at her, reaching up languidly to poke his cheek. "Stop that. I can feel your masculine pride. Idiot."

"I'm your idiot, right?" He caught her hand, kissing her knuckles before settling it back over his chest, pressing over his heart this time. Luluko splayed her hand over the skin, feeling Suzaku's cheek against the top of her head as she closed her eyes. "I love you."

"Love you too."

Suzaku's hand came to rest over hers, his thumb gently rubbing against her wrist as Luluko drifted off to sleep.

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