This isn't a nice fic. But it's the first of my attempts to post some of my less-nice fics per the poll results.
It's… kind of a subversion of my OTP and I mostly wrote it to see if I could and I… it's not a nice fic. I'm not unhappy with the way it turned out, exactly, but it didn't have the humour and sweetness that most of my fics have, at least to a degree.
Depending on your point of view, it's unfair to Lelouch or it's unfair to Suzaku or it's unfair to both. The second part is a little kinder to Suzaku, but still rather Lelouch!bashing (in the way that some Lelouch!worshiping fics can be).
It's an AU and the situations are clearly different, but it's still not nice. It barely skirts the 'acceptable for FFN' criteria that I have.
It's not a nice fic. This is really your last warning. Of course, if you like that sort of thing… read on! I will TOTALLY accept both concrit and flames for this one, guys.
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An audience with the CEO of Britannia Industries was always a harrowing and nerve-wracking experience.
Even when you were the CEO's son.
You wouldn't know it to look at Lelouch vi Britannia's expression, though, as he waited outside his father's office. He was working on a tablet as he waited, playing chess against the computer or himself, or (more likely) with people's lives. At seventeen he'd been personally responsible for one conglomerate's complete bankruptcy and the collapse of an entire country's GDP – both situations unrelated.
This probably wasn't anything as impressive, though. Charles zi Britannia had been letting his sons and daughters control more and more of his company as he aged, so Lelouch wasn't expecting anything more than a minor assignment or social obligation from his father. It was usually Schneizel who gave him the real missions.
The ones that kept Nunnally safe and away from the cut-throat business of a multi-billion dollar company with as many dealings with criminals as legal competitors.
Lelouch preferred the criminals. They were more honest.
"Mr. Britannia will see you now."
Lelouch nodded at his father's secretary, pleased that she didn't smirk at him or watch his ass as he passed her like Kanon always did when he was summoned to Schneizel's office.
"Lelouch."
"Father." Lelouch said carefully, bowing slightly in greeting. Charles didn't look unhappy, so he probably wasn't going to insist of being referred to as 'sir' as he did whenever Lelouch displeased him.
"There is something I want you to do for me."
"Of course."
Charles tossed a folder to Lelouch. Lelouch managed to catch it, resisting the urge to open it and look in before being given permission.
"There is a ball being held this weekend by Genbu Kururugi." The name rang a faint bell of recognition in Lelouch's mind. "I would like you to attend."
Lelouch's fingers twitched with the desire to open the damn folder and be done with this suspense. "I would be honoured."
"While there, I would like you to seduce his son and find out what they're planning in terms of the new sakuradite mines."
There was an awkward moment of silence. "I… his son?"
Charles shrugged. "I've already sent Euphie. She reports that his lack of interest was less in her and more in her gender."
Euphemia wouldn't lie about something like that. If nothing else, it would make Lelouch's defeat partially hers as well. "So he's… but I'm not…"
"Fake it." Charles said, all amusement gone. "The mines open in less than a month. I need more details than I have to make a decision and time's running out." He smirked. "Besides, you have an advantage…" He gesture to the folder.
Finally, Lelouch opened it. The picture of an attractive green-eyed young man about his age was faintly familiar, but not very. His name though…
"Suzaku…" Lelouch's eyes snapped fully open. "That Suzaku?"
Charles laughed, in good spirits again. "Apparently, according to Euphie, he remembers you too."
Lelouch clenched his fists, trying to hide his anger and disgust from his father. Suzaku Kururugi – a Japanese brat over half a year younger than himself who'd been utterly insufferable to him and Nunnally the whole summer they'd spent together at his family shrine. Suzaku Kururugi – the first boy Lelouch had ever tried to beat up, and the only boy who'd ever thoroughly beaten him instead. Suzaku Kururugi… the single most annoying, infuriating, bratty, self-centered human Lelouch had ever met. And that was saying something, considering Lelouch's family.
It had been years, but the memories of sleepless nights fearing the boy's pranks and days spent searching for a hiding place in order to read in peace came back to Lelouch in a rush.
The worst part was that Nunnally had adored him.
"You want me to seduce Suzaku Kururugi." Lelouch said slowly.
"If you wouldn't mind." His father said, smirking. "I'm sure you're up to it." His smirk disappeared. "For Nunnally's sake, you'd better be."
Lelouch bowed wordlessly, his throat tight, and left the room.
Intelligence gathering was rather simple. Euphemia had spent nearly a week trying to crack through Suzaku's chivalrous exterior, to find only indifference beneath. She still was a wealth of information about Suzaku's likes and dislikes, even to what seemed to interest him physically (skinny girly boys, which she implied would make Lelouch's job a little easier). She also said that one-night stands and first date shenanigans weren't in character for him.
Screw that. Lelouch wasn't spending more time in Suzaku's company than he absolutely had to.
Lelouch had never seduced a boy before; the closest he'd ever come to that being his brief fling with Kallen Stadtfeld who may have been tomboyish, but was most definitely a female once her surface abrasiveness and clothing was stripped away. Lelouch had genuinely liked her and was somewhat regretful that her company was now a subsidiary of Britannia Incorporated rather than the promising independent interest it had been before he'd gotten through with it.
Not as regretful as she was though. Although furious might be a better word…
Not that it mattered. Lelouch's experience with her only translated slightly to his plans for Suzaku. From what Euphemia said, Suzaku remembered both him and Nunnally fondly, so he'd at least be willing to talk to Lelouch. Which was the first hurdle. The second, physical attraction, was something Lelouch had a reasonable amount of confidence would be easily overcome as well. It was the third – a genuine and deep personal connection – that Lelouch would have to work for.
He had a few plans, but to enact any of them, he'd have to get over his own disgust and dislike of the boy he remembered only as a thoughtless bully.
And then there was the sex. Lelouch had forced himself to sleep with girls he didn't like, letting the physical pleasure of the act trump the fact that his partner was whoever she was. He'd never managed that with men. And never with someone he disliked as much as he disliked Suzaku Kururugi.
It wasn't hate. Hate required passion. It was disgust and a very nearly physical distaste.
He really didn't want to do this. Maybe he could get away without the sex.
…unlikely. There was really only one time people truly dropped their guard, and it was generally a few minutes after they dropped their pants. Lelouch pushed that thought out of his mind and focused on plotting the seduction.
By the time the ball rolled around, Lelouch was prepared. It was a masquerade, so he'd designed a costume specifically for the event. Where everyone else wore light masks that barely covered half their face, he was covered from head to toe in a dark outfit, topped with a cape and a mask that covered his entire head, with tinted glass through which he could barely see. The purpose of the outfit was three-fold. First, the complete obscuration of his identity to take Suzaku completely by surprise. Second, the four-inch heals that made him look taller and even thinner. And third, the overall effect that practically screamed 'gay and looking'. He made a disgusted face at himself before leaving for the car. It was effective.
The hall was impressive, huge but brightly decorated and filled with music and laughter to create an inviting atmosphere. Lelouch entered alone, scanning the room for his prey.
He caught sight of Euphemia chatting with Jiang Lihua, the young heir to TianziCorp. She'd promised to help him find Suzaku, who appeared to not have arrived yet. Lelouch sighed and leaned on one of the pillars to wait, trying not to talk himself out of this.
A familiar laugh drew Lelouch's attention to one of the corners where Gino Weinberg was surrounded by a group of young men. Lelouch sighed and wished he'd been ordered to seduce him. Gino was overly cheerful, but otherwise tolerable and decent in bed if the rumours were true. He stepped aside and Lelouch saw a pair of green eyes that reminded him of summer and running through the fields. Whether he'd wanted to run or not.
Suzaku Kururugi.
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Suzaku ducked sheepishly under Gino's arm as the taller boy pressed against him. Normally he didn't have a problem with physical contact, but he'd had a little something to drink and his inhibitions weren't where they should be. He refused to embarrass his father by making a scene in public. It was bad enough that he was a shirtlifter without parading it in front of business associates and competitors.
"Uh, does anyone want anything to drink while I'm going up?" He offered to cover for his retreat.
A chorus of various 'no's let Suzaku leave. He took a deep breath as he made his way to the refreshment table. He didn't mind socializing, but lately he'd been feeling out of sorts among people, as if he was alone even when he was surrounded by friends. It had been better when Euphemia had come to visit. She'd been more than nice, listening to him, comforting him… even visiting him in his room to chat one night. It had been almost like having a sister. He hated that she'd had to leave after only a week, leaving him more lonely than before she'd come.
He sighed again, shaking those thoughts away and turning with his punch…
…right into the chest of the person standing behind him.
Smooth."I'm so sorry. Here, let me…"
"It's fine." A deep voice resonated behind a black mask. "Don't worry about it." Suzaku watched his hand as it reached for a napkin, suddenly entranced at the grace in that simple movement.
…he was staring. "Uh… so, you really go for the 'mask' part, don't you?" Suzaku laughed a little nervously.
The man stopped dabbing at his shirt. "I suppose. Although, if you can keep a secret, it's rather hard to see out of."
Suzaku laughed. "You could take it off, you know."
"And be unmasked in front of everyone?" The man asked, recoiling in mock shock. "Unthinkable."
Suzaku grinned, feeling a little more relaxed. "I have an extra mask if you need one."
"Ah, but then I'd still have to unmask before you." The man pointed out. "…acceptable. Lead the way, sir."
"Suzaku." Suzaku introduced himself. "There's a corner this way."
The man hesitated. "…Suzaku?"
"Yeah… my father's throwing the party." Suzaku admitted. He didn't usually bring up his family name for this very reason.
"So he is." The man mused. "This way you say?" He followed Suzaku to the corner.
Suzaku looked up at the masked man. "How does that even come off?"
"There's a catch. Here." The man brought Suzaku's hands up to the mask, guiding his fingers. Suzaku gulped, suddenly aware of the man's proximity and their relative privacy and the two drinks he'd had… "Just… flick that."
Suzaku did and the mask came off to reveal dark hair and a pair of violet eyes that Suzaku had never forgotten. "…Lelouch?"
"Hey, Suzaku." Lelouch smiled. "It's been a while."
The mask fell from Suzaku's suddenly nerveless hands. "You… you're…" Lelouch kept smiling at him, waiting for Suzaku to finish a sentence. Suzaku never did, instead throwing his arms around Lelouch. "I missed you."
Lelouch's eyes widened, having expected an attack when Suzaku moved. The hug was less objectionable than a right hook, but not by much. After a moment's hesitation, Lelouch brought his own arms up to embrace Suzaku. "It's been four years…"
"I never forgot you." Suzaku admitted in a rush. "Every summer, I hoped… you never answered the letters I wrote you."
Lelouch had never opened the letters Suzaku had written to him. The boy had been insulting enough in person. "…I'm sorry. There's no excuse…"
"No, I'm sorry." Suzaku interrupted him. "I was so horrible to you, and I… I never meant to…" He looked up, his vibrant green eyes wide and bright with unshed tears. "I never told you how much I… Lelouch…"
And then Suzaku was leaning in and his lips were parting and his hands slid from Lelouch's shoulders to the small of his back, and he was so close that Lelouch couldn't see him clearly and then he was kissing him.
Lelouch had just enough presence of mind to kiss back, only pulling away with a questioning sound when it was appropriate.
Suzaku smiled up at him, heartbreakingly sweetly. "Lelouch, you were my first love. I've always wanted you."
…not exactly the immediate reaction Lelouch had been expecting.
The definition of ambivalence is feeling two opposing ways at once. It wasn't a new sensation for Lelouch who'd been working for a family he despised in order to keep a sister he adored comfortable and safe since he was ten. He'd never felt it quite as acutely as he felt it right now, though.
On one hand, Suzaku being in love with him made his job so much easier. On the other hand Suzaku loving him meant that Suzaku loved him, and the very thought nauseated Lelouch.
Perhaps, in some strange alternate universe, months of physical and emotional torture could be waved off with a love confession, but Lelouch didn't live in that universe and Suzaku's admission of love just made him hate him more.
As these thoughts coursed through Lelouch's brain, he smiled down at Suzaku. "You… did? Do?"
Suzaku laughed. "You never even read those letters, did you?" He asked affectionately. "I wrote down so much… the most embarrassing…" He laughed. "Even poetry. Bad poetry…"
Lelouch kissed him. It was better than listening to him ramble.
Suzaku looked dazed as Lelouch released him. "Oh, Lelouch…"
This was all very well and good, but Lelouch had no desire for a long courtship. He needed Suzaku to want him, and want him tonight. He blinked, letting the smile fall off his face as he stepped back. "I… Suzaku, I didn't plan to… this is really sudden."
Predictably, Suzaku gave chase. "Not really. I've thought about this for four years, dreamed about it. When… when you didn't write back, I though maybe you hated me…"
Bingo. "How could I ever hate you?" Lelouch asked brokenly. "You were so…" shit, what could he say about a cruel and abusive thirteen year old boy "…so full of life. Everything seemed so dull when I returned home after visiting you." Nice and dull.
"I'm not proud of how I acted." Suzaku said earnestly. "I just hope you'll give me a chance to make it up to you."
…a nice thought, and the first one that Lelouch appreciated, but not one that would lead to Suzaku letting Lelouch blow him for information. "Then dance with me."
Suzaku's eyes widened. "In public? But… my father…"
Lelouch sidled up to Suzaku, reaching out to caress his cheek. "If that's how you feel, then that's okay. If you want to hide our… us. Then we will."
"No!" Suzaku objected. "It's not that. It's just…" His father had been furious when Suzaku had come out to him, even going so far as to try to arrange a marriage with Suzaku's cousin. When Kaguya found out why Suzaku was reluctant, she'd offered him her support and Genbu had backed down, but only resentfully, and since then the relationship between father and son had been strained. If Suzaku did this, exposed his perversion like this, it would shame his father even further.
…but for Lelouch… Suzaku smiled. "Is it okay if I lead?"
Lelouch shook his head. "I'm taller." He held out his hand. "Don't worry, I'll be gentle."
It was a difficult choice for Suzaku. True love versus the support and respect of the only family he'd ever know. Position and social standing versus personal desire. Lelouch versus everything he'd worked for, everything he'd ever wanted.
Suzaku took Lelouch's hand.
Every eye was on the couple as they took to the floor; Suzaku barely disguised behind his paper-thin mask, Lelouch completely ensconced in his costume. The music was for a slow waltz and Lelouch placed his left hand on Suzaku's hip, bringing Suzaku's hand up with his other one and pressing it over his heart. Suzaku smiled, brilliantly, and pressed close to Lelouch as the music surged.
Lelouch kept it simple. Suzaku wasn't used to following and occasionally Lelouch needed to tug on him to get him to move properly. They didn't step on each other's feet, but a few sharp tugs brought their bodies closer than was polite, giving Lelouch the impression that Suzaku would probably be more than willing to step outside for some fresh air after the dance.
Or maybe to his room. That would be perfect in so many ways, and far less undignified than a blow job under the cover of some bushes.
Lelouch's grip tightened in anticipation of his success. Suzaku pressed closer to him.
"You're feeling it too?" He asked breathlessly. Lelouch bit back a mocking laugh.
"Maybe dancing was a little too public." He suggested, making Suzaku blush. "Maybe something more private would be preferable?"
Suzaku moaned. He actually moaned at that. Safe behind his mask, Lelouch rolled his eyes. "Suzaku, I want… I want to make up for lost time." Get the hint you damn moron.
"Me too." Suzaku whispered, leaning his head against Lelouch's chest. "You're so beautiful… I remember your skin being as pale as moonlight and so, so soft…"
That's because you took every opportunity to bruise it. "I want to show it to you again. That and more." Oh right, compliments. "And I want to see if you're still as hard and muscular as I remember…"
Suzaku laughed, a tense undercurrent running through his laugh. "When we… if we… can we keep the lights on?"
"Only if we leave right after this dance." Lelouch said. Suzaku looked up, green eyes peaking at him from under impossibly long eyelashes.
"Why wait?"
Fuck, finally. Lelouch didn't wait for anything else, pulling Suzaku off the dance floor. "Where's your room?"
"Main house." Suzaku said breathlessly. "This way." He tugged Lelouch a different way, leading now. Lelouch waited until they were far enough away from the party and took of his mask, shoving Suzaku against the wall of one of the buildings and kissing him hard. Suzaku moaned under him and grabbed at his lapels to keep him close. Lelouch slid his hand from Suzaku's hip around the front of his thigh, to press against his already prominent erection. Suzaku keened under him.
"Do you have stuff?" Lelouch gasped into Suzaku's mouth.
"Lube and condoms." Suzaku captured Lelouch's lips again as soon as the words were out. "I never… they were just in case, I haven't…"
Suzaku's reputation, his virginity, and, eventually, his company's secrets. A love confession might not be compensation for months of torment, but those things might just be. Lelouch smiled at Suzaku. "I'm so glad to hear that, Suzaku."
Suzaku smiled back at him, looking so, so happy. "Lelouch, I always dreamed it would be you…"
Lelouch bent down and kissed him again. "And it will be, Suzaku. I'll make it so good for you, everything you ever wanted." And you'll give up what I want. "I… I love you, Suzaku…"
Suzaku froze, all frantic movement and rapid breathing stopping in a heartbeat. Lelouch hid a wince. Had that been too much, too soon? Should he have waited until he had Suzaku naked? Would this be enough to make Suzaku suspicious?
As Lelouch watched, Suzaku's bright face softened into an expression of wonderment. "I never thought I'd hear… Lelouch, oh, I love you too!"
When Suzaku threw his arms around Lelouch, Lelouch muffled his sigh of relief against Suzaku's neck.
That was a close one.
Getting into the main house meant passing four sets of guards and something that looked like a ninja. Once in, however, Lelouch noticed that both Suzaku and Genbu's studies were unguarded and close to Suzaku's room.
Convenient.
Suzaku didn't give him long to dwell, however, pushing him down on the bed the moment they got into the room and kissing him as he ground his hips against Lelouch's.
Lelouch dragged his nails down Suzaku's clothed back and Suzaku shuddered. Lelouch grinned – a virgin, sensitive, basically clueless… Suzaku was the perfect mark. He'd be hilarious once his clothes came off.
"Lelouch, please…"
Lelouch gave himself full marks for not smirking. "Shh, Suzaku, it's okay." He soothed the younger boy. "We have all night, love."
Suzaku gazed at him for a long moment, then looked away. Lelouch was careful not to roll his eyes this time. "Suzaku… what's wrong?"
"Nothing." Suzaku said, wiping furiously at his eyes with the back of his hand. "I'm just… this is so much more than I ever dreamed of…"
The brat was crying. They hadn't even taken anything off and Lelouch was already disgusted. "That's not true." He kissed Suzaku's cheek. "You told me you dreamed about this… about us. This is just that dream, come true." He licked up Suzaku's tearstained cheek, surprised by how delicious the salty taste of Suzaku's pain was. "Just let yourself go…"
"Oh, Lelouch, you're so…" Suzaku kissed him, fingers scrambling at Lelouch's cravat and buttons. Lelouch moaned on cue and made quick work of Suzaku's much simpler buttons, stripping his torso in seconds and applying his nails to Suzaku's bare skin.
Suzaku arched and came.
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Don't laugh, don't laugh, don't laugh, don't laugh… "Suzaku?"
"O-oh… oh god, Lelouch, I'm so sorry…" Suzaku looked close to tears again. Lelouch swallowed back his laughter, keeping his eyes wide and sincere.
"Suzaku, love, it's okay. We're young, you'll recover soon. Shh, don't cry, sweet one." Fuck. Of all the eventualities, comforting a crying premature ejaculator had not been on Lelouch's list. Well. It hadn't been highon Lelouch's list. "I… I'll just take it as a compliment."
Suzaku sniffed. "Really? I… I didn't ruin everything?"
Lelouch smiled. "I'm here. You're here. We have all night, Suzaku, together. How could you ruin that?" Suzaku smiled tremulously at that and Lelouch slid his hands to the front of Suzaku's pants. "Let's get you out of these."
Suzaku nodded and stood up, letting Lelouch strip him. Lelouch was careful to avoid the sticky mess for now, despite the inevitability of a future encounter with Suzaku's semen. "How… how about you?"
"Just let me look at you for a moment." Lelouch said, his brain racing. "You're so beautiful."
Suzaku flushed. "I'm not… I mean, I'm nothing like you…"
Right. Lelouch had formulated his plan of attack. He grabbed a handful of Suzaku's hair, kissing him hard and fast. "Where's the lube and condoms?"
"Bedside table." Suzaku whispered. Lelouch kissed him hard one last time before releasing him and scrounging though the drawers, pulling out a tube of lubrication and two condoms. "…two?"
"It's cleaner that way." Lelouch explained. "If we fall asleep after sex, the bed'll be more comfortable."
And maybe he could get out of this without being sullied with Suzaku's mess at all.
"Oh." Suzaku smiled. "You're so smart, Lelouch. I remember that, from that summer. You were always reading and the wind would catch your hair…"
And you'd throw something hard at me. "It's just common sense, love. Now. Get on the bed."
Suzaku's eyes flashed and his cock twitched as he jumped to obey.
Lelouch shrugged off his cape and jacket as Suzaku watched him with wide eyes. He hadn't been lying – this was more than he'd ever dreamed. Even in his dreams, he hadn't been able to imagine the intense joy and pleasure of touching Lelouch, kissing him… of having Lelouch touch him back.
This was what had been missing from Suzaku's life. No, this was who had been missing. He'd kissed a boy or two since he'd admitted to himself at the age of fifteen that he was gay, but it had never felt right. This felt right.
Lelouch crawled over him, between his legs, and kissed him. Suzaku felt his chest tighten to the point of pain as he kissed back, desperate, starving for more. "Lelouch…"
"Oh, god, Suzaku." Suzaku could hear his desperation echoed in Lelouch's voice. "I want…" His finger pressed, cool and slick, against Suzaku's perineum. "Suzaku…"
"Yes." Suzaku said, spreading his legs wider. Soon… soon their bodies would join, their flesh becoming as one. "Yes, Lelouch, please…"
The first finger felt more weird than anything else. Lelouch kissed his jaw. "Is that okay?"
"It's fine." Suzaku said. "I can take more."
"Good." Lelouch slipped a second finger in and Suzaku bit back a yelp. That didn't just feel weird, it felt weird. "You're so tight, Suzaku. I can't wait to get inside you…"
…you mean he wasn't already? "It feels strange…"
"It'll get better, love." Lelouch said soothingly. "Relax and let me in." Suzaku tried. Lelouch kissed his lips. "I love you."
The third finger made Suzaku arch and shout. It hurt. "Lelouch!"
"Just like that." Lelouch purred, pumping and stretching Suzaku with his fingers. "Just like that, Suzaku…"
"It… I don't…" What was wrong with him? Why wasn't this right, why wasn't this perfect? It was supposed to be perfect. "Lelouch…"
Lelouch grinned at him. "Keep screaming my name, love." His words sounded almost vicious, almost cruel to Suzaku. He must be really aroused.
Somehow, that thought made Suzaku feel better. He canted his hips up, staring at the ceiling and concentrating on breathing away the pain as Toudou had taught him. "You can… I can take more now."
He missed Lelouch's surprised look. Lelouch had been pretty sure that Suzaku would have begged him to stop any moment now, after the rough preparation. He snorted. Suzaku might be a virgin, but he was clearly no stranger to pain. Well, that was perfect, since the only way Lelouch had managed to get hard had been to hurt him. He removed his fingers and slicked up his condom-covered cock before pressing in, hard and fast before Suzaku's body could stop him.
Suzaku screamed as Lelouch tore into him. "Lelouch!"
"Yeah, just like that…" Lelouch grunted as he shoved Suzaku's legs up. "Hold your legs out of the way while I fuck you, Suzaku."
Suzaku sobbed, but grabbed his legs behind his knees, screaming again as Lelouch thrust into him again. "It… hurts…"
"Just wait." Lelouch groaned, he'd never been inside anyone this tight. It felt amazing. "It'll feel good in a moment." He didn't really care if it did or not. He was seriously considering coming back for seconds once he was done.
Suzaku muffled his cries against his shoulder as Lelouch pounded him into the bed. It hurt, it hurt, it… it ached… it throbbed… it didn't feel that bad… Inch by inch, Suzaku felt his body relaxing around Lelouch's invasion, opening to him and gradually the thrusts felt… almost good.
"Lelouch…" Suzaku moaned, no longer in complaint. "Lelouch more…"
Lelouch laughed breathlessly. "You fucking masochist." Suzaku was probably too far gone to assimilate anything Lelouch said now. "You like this…" Not that it mattered, as long as it achieved the end result. Suzaku was almost completely erect again and Lelouch, thinking fast, covered his cock with the second condom. "You like this, don't you?"
"Yes." Suzaku gasped as Lelouch's hand lingered on his erection. "I like this. I love this, Lelouch, Lelouch!"
This time when Suzaku came, Lelouch was close behind him, two sharp thrusts later, to be exact. He collapsed on Suzaku, grateful for the condoms as he landed on Suzaku's sweaty stomach.
Suzaku recovered first, letting his legs go and lifting his hand to Lelouch's hair. Lelouch moaned, nuzzling against Suzaku's chest cutely as Suzaku threaded his fingers through his sweaty strands. Suzaku couldn't hold back a chuckle.
That made Lelouch look up. "…what?"
"Nothing." Suzaku continued petting him. "I was just thinking about this… about falling asleep like this, and waking up together and… and I dunno, showering and eating breakfast together too…"
Lelouch closed his eyes and rolled off Suzaku. "How domestic."
"I want it." Suzaku said defensively. "I mean… after today my father probably won't want me heading any important projects, so it'll be the little things…"
"Why not?"
"Hmm?"
"Why wouldn't your father want you on important projects?" Lelouch asked sleepily. "Aren't you his heir?"
Suzaku shrugged. "I was. But after tonight, after I shamed him like that, dancing with another man… I mean, when it was a secret, it was okay…"
"How barbaric, basing a man's worth on that." Lelouch said snidely. "But I guess it's no more than one would expect from Genbu Kururugi."
"…what's that supposed to mean?"
Lelouch lifted his head. "You know what it's supposed to mean, Suzaku. Your father is a hard man and it doesn't surprise me that he'd be that hypocritical with his own son. I mean, for goodness sakes, he's made more than one shady business deal, and they're only shady and not black because he doesn't kill anyone personally."
"Hey!" Suzaku objected. "That's not… that's one-sided!"
"Really?" Lelouch asked. "Then the contract for the new sakuradite mine was completely above board?"
"It was!" Suzaku insisted. "I negotiated it myself!"
Lelouch raised an eyebrow. "And he trusted you enough to do that but not pick your own partner?"
"My father trusts me." Suzaku snapped, deflating after a moment. "…trusted me…"
Lelouch sighed, moving over to kiss Suzaku's cheek. "It'll be okay, Suzaku. I love you."
"I know." Suzaku smiled weakly. "I love you too." He wrapped his arms around Lelouch, snuggling closer to him. "But that shot about the sakuradite mine was out of line."
Lelouch laughed. "Well, excuse me. You do know what they're saying, right?"
"What?"
"That your father paid for the rights with favours and promises that you'll have to fulfill, just to make you as corrupt as him."
Suzaku tensed. "Lelouch…"
"No, listen Suzaku." Lelouch looked earnestly into Suzaku's eyes. "I've seen it happen. It's gradual, insidious, and I don't want it to happen to you. To spoil your purity and innocence…"
Suzaku looked down. "It's not…"
"It's okay." Lelouch said. "I love you. I just want to help you."
Suzaku shifted uncomfortably. "There's… there's a report that there might be less sakuradite there then expected. But just one, and all the others are certain that it's there."
"…and your father suppressed it."
"He had to!" Suzaku said. "It was… flawed, but people might take it out of context and make assumptions…"
Lelouch leaned forward and kissed him. "Shh… it's okay. I told you, Suzaku, I love you and you can trust me."
Suzaku sighed and relaxed. It felt so much better to get that off his chest. He hadn't even realized how much keeping that secret had weighed on him. "Thank you, Lelouch."
"My pleasure Suzaku." Lelouch kissed him again, covering them with a sheet. "It feels so safe here, being held by you…"
"Yeah." Suzaku agreed, feeling his eyes getting heavy. "My head feels cloudy and buzzy. It's nice."
"Endorphins." Lelouch explained, peppering light kisses against Suzaku's chest and smoothing his hand over Suzaku's shoulder. "It'll happen every time you get laid."
"You mean every time… you…" Suzaku lost his train of thought as he started drifting off.
Lelouch smiled. "Something like that. Hey, Suzaku?"
"Hmm?"
"Did your father keep that report?"
"Nah… too risky…"
"Did you?"
"…had to… jussin… jus' in case…"
"Sleep well, love."
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"Euphie, have the car brought around. Mission accomplished."
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The front page of most international papers the next day reported on the suppression of information surrounding the Kururugi Syndicate's new sakuradite mine. Lelouch accepted his father's praise and spent most of the morning waiting by the phone.
"Sir, it's Mr Kururugi on line four."
"Which one?"
"The younger."
Lelouch smiled and picked up the phone. "Suzaku."
"You bastard."
"…technically, yes. But amongst all my father's mistresses, my mother is highly favoured."
"Was the whole thing…"
"Yes." Lelouch laughed. "What, did you think that part of it was real? Which part, exactly?"
"Any of it!" Suzaku yelled. "You were… why did you sleep with me if you hated me that much?"
Lelouch twirled the phone cord around his finger. Wasn't it about time they went cordless? "Three reasons, love." He said, grinning when he could practically hear Suzaku's teeth grinding at the endearment. "First – efficiency. If I'd just knocked you out and looked through your and your father's offices, I wouldn't have known what to look for or where to start. Second – that's what I was ordered to do. You know all about following orders you don't really want to, don't you dear? And third… it was hilarious." Lelouch shrugged. "If it makes you feel any better, you were a good fuck."
"Surprisingly enough, it does not make me feel better." Suzaku snapped. Lelouch was mildly impressed he hadn't hung up yet. "It was my first time and you… you made it hurt."
"Like I said." Lelouch explained. "Hilarious."
There was a long silence, and Lelouch wondered if Suzaku was still there or if he'd walked away without hanging up. Well, it was his long distance bill…
"Do you hate me Lelouch?"
Lelouch was surprised to find that he no longer did. "I'm utterly indifferent to you, Suzaku. I'd recommend you apply that same philosophy to me. After all, we move in the same circles." He grinned wolfishly. "For now, at least…"
"I still… if there's a chance, Lelouch, I've always…" Suzaku's voice broke. "From the first moment I saw you, I knew. I tried to suppress it, even tried to punish you for it, but I knew you were the one. Please I don't… My father's bound to disinherit me for this, and I… I won't be your enemy anymore. We can be together…"
Lelouch looked quizzically at the phone, as if it had an answer as to why Suzaku was being such a dolt. "Suzaku. I'll say it one more time, then I'll just laugh at you if you ever bring it up again. I. Don't. Want. You. At all. Even a little bit. It felt good to fuck you, but there are thousands of people I can stick my cock into. You're not special, you're not unique. You're a little strange, but that's hardly endearing."
"…so that's it?"
"I hope so." Lelouch sighed. "Listen, it's been lovely talking to you, but unless you have anything to add, I'm going to have to let you go."
"I love you."
"…goodbye, Suzaku."
Lelouch hung up the phone, surprised by a small, fluttery feeling in his chest. He placed his hand over his lower ribs on the left side and tried to place this sensation…
"Lelouch, lunch time."
Ah, right. "Excellent; I'm starving!"