Hello Simply Hopeless here, this is my second Code Geass story. I put the other story up a minute before it no longer became Friday the 13th and the reason I put this story up is because I was surfing mpregs for another anime section on a lark when suddenly I felt the need to write one. So not only is this an mpreg but in this short-lived world Britannians are vampires and Elevens are humans. Suzaku because he was an honorary Britannian in the canon gets the pleasure of becoming one of the few vampires who are turned with a bite and not born like one like the others. I'll most likely take this down later unless something inspires me to continue. Hope you guys enjoy this while it lasts. =3
Craving Blood and Chocolate
Lelouch could feel his cock hardening as he stumbled into the moonlit foyer to see his pregnant lover kneeling on the cold, marble floor in front of his kill. Tears glistened on tan cheeks even as the curly haired brunette loomed over his victim and began to lap the congealing blood lying on the floor next to his victim. His cute face was twisted in disgust even as he moaned hungrily for more. Occasionally he'd scoop the cooling blood up from the floor with his fingers before cramming them eagerly into his mouth, his eyes practically rolling in the back of his head in ecstasy while his brow furrowed at how wrong this truly was.
"Suzaku sweetie did you have another accident?" cooed Lelouch softly, so as to not to startle the famished vampire. He barely managed to bite back a knowing smile as his lover jerked up suddenly, looking like a person who was caught with his hand in the proverbial cookie jar.
He looked sheepishly away, wanting to deny what he did and went as far as to push the dead body away from his person. But that didn't hide the little bit of blood and drool on his chin or the blood stain on his white, see-through baby doll nightie. It had practically stained the whole front; the blood soaked nightie clung to pert brown nipples and the sinewy frame that was just starting to soften and show signs of his pregnancy. Even his creamy, sun-kissed thighs had drying bits of blood on his lap from the mess he had made earlier.
"I… I didn't mean to kill her. I… I was determined to eat only the human food the maid served but she smelled soooo good when she leaned over to set things down and the baby…" At this point he rested his hands tenderly against his taut belly that was slowly swelling with the life inside him. "The baby wanted fresh blood. Not that stale stuff in the fridge," Suzaku finished with a hiccupping sob as the guilt washed over him in waves.
"I see. I guess I'm not enough to stave your hunger," Lelouch said blandly. He had begun to allow his lover to feed from him nightly on top of him giving him fresh blood bags in order to decrease the chances of Suzaku randomly attacking and killing someone in his hunger. It was obviously not a perfect system as Lelouch gently kicked the sole of the maid's shoe to make sure she was truly dead and not in transition. He then moved to pick up his sobbing mate who quickly wrapped strong thighs around the raven's middle even as his arms coiled around his neck.
"It's not that, it's just I always seem to be hungry and y… you're getting your suit messy," Suzaku murmured distractedly, stroking the raven's silk tie. He sounded tired and despite him not wanting to make Lelouch messy he found his body pressing closer, wanting to absorb his lover's comforting warmth. He could already feel a calm washing over him, making him sleepy and he wondered if Lelouch had compelled him to relax when he felt him stepping closer to hysteria.
"It's nothing and it's not your fault. You hadn't been a vampire for a long time when you became pregnant. It's hard to deal with the natural cravings of a fledgling and the nearly insatiable ones of a new mother on top of that," he rationalized calmly. He rubbed his lover's back while gently carrying Suzaku up the grand stairwell.
Lelouch had lived his whole life as a vampire so adjusting to the fact of what he was and what he how much blood he needed to survive was second-nature. But he knew his kind-hearted lover still had difficulties believing that he needed to feed on humans in order to function now. He grew up in a human community that feared the presence of vampires and how they came to represent death despite their cold beauty. So how was he truly supposed to become humankinds' shining knight when he could barely curb the urge to kill a human when he was a fledgling?
"Sayoko, Suzaku left a messed downstairs. Go and attend to it," Lelouch ordered, pausing as he climbed the last step. He watched as the silent but faithful maid peel herself from the shadows and quickly went downstairs to dispose of the maid. He mentally made a not to himself that he'd have to hire a replacement.
"Do you think she's really dead?" whispered the curly haired brunette childishly. Emerald eyes watched the maid disappear down the last step before the big, innocent pools of green looked hopefully at Lelouch to deny the knot of guilt twisting in his stomach.
Lelouch hummed thoughtfully as he kissed his worried lover's brow. It still fascinated him how a soldier who was trained to kill and had become a vampire had still maintained such innocence. It was obvious to anyone with eyes that the poor maid wasn't getting up any time soon. But when the mother of his unborn child needed for Lelouch to be reassuring he was damned if didn't lie through his teeth. "She's probably just sleeping due to blood lost. I'll have Sayoko clean up the mess and let the maid have leave to go to the hospital. I'll even give her a paid vacation," he offered; his lips just barely turning upward in a smile at his lover's relieved look.
"Ever since I became pregnant I can't stop these urges. I… I know what I'm doing is wrong but I'm relieved she's okay," he murmured happily. He knew in the back of his mind that Lelouch was just lying to humor him but it loosened his knot of guilt as he leaned up tilted his head up eagerly to receive a kiss. He pouted when Lelouch decided to kiss his nose. He was all but prepared to protest before his smirking lover quickly captured up his protesting lips in a searing kiss. And before Suzaku's mind became so much goo, the brunette wondered to himself how he could be so blessed and yet so cursed at the same time.