NOTE: I was inspired by a story called "A Quick Study" by tjourspret and I borrowed an entire scene from that story b/c I freaking LOVE his/her depiction of it and it fit so well! I just wanted to expand the story! But PLEASE go READ IT! It's very good!
"Lelouch, you're an enigma. How can you claim to be a cultured individual if you haven't or won't actually experience other cultures?" An indignant young princeling stood next to a haggard woman who on any other day could be described as angelic in her demeanor. At the moment however, Empress Marianne was being met with rigorous rebuttals at every turn from her extraordinarily intelligent and manipulative son, Prince Lelouch Vi Britannia. She should have been proud at his ability to exploit, if it were not being expertly redirected at herself. His ability far surpassed some of the heads of state and country, and the young prince was only 12. Yet at the moment, it was this adroit ability that was the bane of her existence, to the point of her having to exercise her last resort, reserved for only the most trying of situations. And that was, to confront her husband and the young Prince Lelouch Vi Britannia's father, Emperor Charles Zi Britannia.
The three of them stood in the throne room with guards placed periodically throughout the room. The royal guard's ostentatious outfits and perfectly stoic and rigid demeanor made them seem statuesque and Lelouch always saw them as more of a decoration adorning the halls of the palace rather than having any utilitarian purpose. Maybe Lelouch just never recognized them due to his father towering figure coupled with his intimidating personality. The man did not seem the type to need any sort of protection. If anything, people needed protection from him. Ironic that if maybe Lelouch had given more credence to those figures, they maybe could have afforded him of the defense he so desperately desired at the moment. But alas, his usual ascetic personality left him with very little in the way of companionship with anyone other than his two sisters, Nunnally and Euphemia. And his sisters were both helpless against their father, although, depending on who you asked, the opposite was not necessarily true.
"I meant cultured as in culture garnered through books and other materials, a perfectly suitable replacement since it's all inevitably perceived with the mind. Additionally, if you're counting the expanse of time as a factor, then consider the duration of me reading the material as time spent 'being cultured.' Plus Nunnally's not going, so why do I have to?!" The last phrase was more of just a last ditch attempt to pile on as many excuses as possible in order to obscure his point, thereby, hopefully, persuading the room's occupants to allow him his peace.
"Lelouch, no book or imagination can replace pure sensory experience. And Nunnally is the flower girl for some wedding or another but I'm sure you know more about that then me…" Well that was true, Lelouch knew everything about his little sister. Regardless, it was worth a try to bank on the fact that his father was negligent enough to not know that, considering he so often times was, leaving it a likely bet that unfortunately, did not pay off this time.
"Ah but father… are our senses REALLY a good medium for experiences? All senses are perceived and interpreted in the brain. I mean, who's to say I'm even experiencing the same reality as you right now. You, me, mother, or all three of us could be completely removed from this universe or dimension. Maybe we're all just brains in a vat and everything around us is just a relatively elaborate phantasm. You can't prove it's not. And in that case, well… what's the point of me accompanying you to Japan?! Japan might just be a figment of a conscious…"
"Lelouch, you are 12 and as impressed as I am by your ability to partake, I am NOT in the mood to get into any philosophical debate with you. So, whatever version of you is currently occupying our concept of time and space is going to get on a plane and fly with his dear family. That same version will then use his five senses to absorb as much information and knowledge about the culture and persons and country of Japan. Understood? Don't answer that, it's rhetorical because this matter is settled. I, Charles Zi Britannia, do declare as Emperor and most importantly, as your father, that you will accompany your mother and I to Japan."
The raven haired boy just huffed and decided to take a futile alternate route by putting his hands up to his ears while plastering his best expression of confusion onto his nascent face.
"I…I'm sorry father, it seems that my auditory faculties have temporarily abandoned me. I wasn't able to hear what you last said but from prior experience I'm sure it was not only an expertly crafted sentence in its syntax, but I'm sure it was also very poignant and authoritative. Please, do take my sincerest regrets of being unable to hear it, to heart. I'm very saddened at my inability to pay obeisance to your request. Well, if that's all…" The young prince turned on his heels while his father languidly waved him away.
Lelouch knew that his rebuttal was lacking in his usual wit and brevity as much as he knew it fell on the actual deaf ears of his father. Once his father decreed something, he was immune to any and all responses. Lelouch said it more-so because of his egotistical desire to maintain some dignity from the exchange. The raven-haired boy was a prideful prince and thusly, he held his head high as strode out of the throne room, straight into his own room, chin still upturned as he opened the closet and picked out summer outfits to take with him on his trip to Japan.
Lelouch's sour disposition had not, concurrent to popular belief, changed based upon the change of continent. Ah well, no one was expecting miracles anyways. As long as he kept his mouth shut and acted the part of a graceful prince, then his father nor company much cared for his reticence and certainly did not take steps to rectify it.
"We're here your majesty. Prime Minister Genbu Kururugi is waiting to greet you inside the residence."
"Ah, thank you, Sir Gotwald, please escort Marianne and Lelouch, I will take Bismarck."
"Of course your majesty."
Lelouch silently followed suit into the house. It certainly was nowhere near as big as their royal Aries Villa however, it was not meager by any means. The house reminded Lelouch of a Spanish villa in its adobe-like color, stucco texture, and tiled roof that accentuated an array of vaulted peaks. They looked like ceramic mountains and Lelouch smiled inwardly at their beauty. But after the debacle with his father over visiting Japan, Lelouch wasn't about to admit that he did indeed find something different that he enjoyed seeing and experiencing.
"Ah, welcome!" A deep voice from prime minister Genbu Kururugi bellowed.
"Thank you Genbu, it's good to see you again! May I introduce my wife Marianne Vi Britannia and our son Lelouch." Lelouch mustered the most graceful bow he could for his current mood.
"Very pleased to meet you Empress and young prince. How have you enjoyed your experience of Japan so far?" The prime minister perfunctorily asked, with an obvious lack of care for the answer.
And maybe it was the apathy mixed with the triggering of that earlier memory of his reluctance to come to Japan and the ensuing argument with his father that spurred Lelouch's to overcompensate with his answer.
"Well, so far, I've seen and felt the same sun as in Pendragon. And I've eaten food made with the same ingredients available in Pendragon. Also, I've met people, which… although I can't say with 100% assurance, considering I personally do not notice them, but I'm fairly certain Pendragon is populated with them… and also, everyone here's only spoken English… the same as in… well, I'm sure you get it."
Charles Zi Britannia's eyes narrowed as he silently fumed at his son's impudent response. No one else seemed too phased by the prince, taking into consideration his youth, but just as Lelouch braced himself for a reprimand from his father for being rude, a snort and chortle fortunately rang through the room. Everyone looked up at the source and Lelouch's eyes widened slightly at the sight in front of him. A gorgeous young man had at some point entered and now stood next to Prime Minister Genbu Kururugi. All Lelouch could do was sink his own gaze into the bright emerald eyes that shone with bemusement.
"haha, that was funny… hajimemashite Rurushu, watashi wa Kururugi Suzaku. Dozo Yoroshiku" Lelouch was temporarily stunned, he had no idea that Japanese could sound so… nice.
"Oh stop teasing the young prince Suzaku. I apologize for my son, and may I introduce Suzaku Kururugi."
"Ah, Suzaku… I've heard so much about you. Particularly, your adept martial arts skill. In fact…" Lelouch shrunk at the devious glint in his father's eyes and only hoped that he had forgotten his earlier insolence "Lelouch, since you have been so very deprived of the cultural experience you so clearly crave and Suzaku has done such a good job at already accustoming you to the language, I'm sure he wouldn't schooling you in the martial arts either… would you, my boy?" Lelouch's eyes widened in terror. He figured his father was going to exact vengeance in some sort for his abhorrent behavior, but this was spectacularly tailored to provoke those violet orbs into a show of sheer anger, followed by mild irritation, then resignation, and finally, back to their trademark stoic apathy. Lelouch knew better than to contend with his father, especially in public, however, after his brash comment, Lelouch knew to just suck it up and take the punishment. However, those violet eyes were showing the boy deep in thought of ways to circumvent his current tribulations.
"Of course your majesty, it would be my pleasure" Suzaku looked to the prince and smiled again. Lelouch narrowed his eyes ever so slightly in an attempt to clandestinely convey his aversion at the arrangement however, he coupled it with a slight smirk and curt bow of his head in reluctant acceptance and feigned gratitude.
No matter how he tried, Lelouch couldn't reroute the persistent nineteen year old to other activities. It seemed that martial arts was his niche. The young raven-haired prince even tried to get Suzaku to spend an afternoon teaching him of the rich history of the sport, to no avail. Suzaku just peppered Lelouch's imminent beat-down with a few historical facts. It wasn't how Lelouch had wanted it to go but the young prince was anything if not an opportunist and he found himself harnessing his total lack of stamina and physical prowess during their daily practices in a magnificent fashion. And he did so for one reason only. And that was, the raven-haired prince very much enjoyed the pressure and heat of the older boy when he was pinned under him. Lelouch never would have figured he was the type to derive any type of pleasure from being pinned under another guy, completely unable to move. Especially one who was much older and very much still a stranger to him. Yet, his traitorous body seemed to crave those moments, to the point where sometimes the princeling would have to close his eyes in order to channel all his willpower to will his budding erection down. Luckily, he was young and the heavy hakama he was made to wear helped to conceal any potentially embarrassing situations.
The same tactic could not, however, be employed during the after work-out communal bathing in the natural hot spring. Luckily, the mineral deposits and natural soaps they used helped the water to maintain a slight cloudiness that Lelouch both loved and hated for obvious reasons (loved b/c it hid his own body and "issues" and hated because it hid Suzaku's body from view). Lelouch didn't quite understand why his erections were becoming less spontaneous and more consistent and frequent when he was around a certain emerald-eyed boy. He knew that erections indicated a sexual desire but up until this point, he experienced them mostly at random and only sometimes, and the violet-eyed boy knew that he didn't find a tribe of aboriginals or the Puritans of Salem Massachusetts attractive or sexy. It was for this reason, that at first, he didn't give much credence to his bodily issues.
However, the raven-haired boy wasn't sure whether it was those erections that caused his thoughts to linger on the brunettes body or the thoughts that caused the erections, but whatever the cause, it confused him. Boys weren't supposed to be attracted to other boys, right? But what frustrated Lelouch the most was that he didn't have control over his body and couldn't gain it back without the answers or information he needed. That frustrated him even more because the young prince was used to instant gratification when it came to a lack of information or knowledge, by immediately seeking that particular problem's solution. But he was in a foreign land and the internet was no doubt monitored and he had only come across a few books about ancient Grecian culture in which young boys often fornicated or partook in other sexual activities with other men or boys. That didn't help his current situation though.
It was this fierce frustration that bled into the current practice session and gave way to an uncharacteristically unwieldy and over-zealous moves by the princeling. He didn't win, of course not, but it was noticeable enough for Suzaku to question him on it after.
"Lelouch, what's on your mind…?"
"What makes you think something is on my mind? Was my defeat extra spectacular in some way?" The raven-haired angrily retorted.
"Haa… no, it's just that focus is a key component in martial arts and, well… honestly… I've never met anyone, myself including, who has your amount of focus and to think, it's for something you don't even enjoy and not only that, but you're only twelve… well, sufficed to say, it's impressive but it also means that when you waver in that focus, it's apparent. And today, boy did you waver"
Lelouch blushed at the compliment and hurriedly plunged into the hot water in an attempt to attribute his flush to the temperature of the water. It wasn't as if he hadn't heard compliments of that nature before, in fact, he heard them all the time, non-stop almost. However, he had never experienced a reaction like this and all it did was fuel his irritation even further. Then, an idea formulated in his mind… Lelouch was leaving in a week. Their trip had been for an entire month but had to be cancelled half-way through due to some diplomatic emergency in the middle-east that called for his fathers attention.
At first the young prince was enthralled at the news but lately, for an unknown reason, he felt kind of saddened. But he rationalized it as him becoming somewhat accustomed to his new routine and therefore; any detraction from said routine was bound to be met with some sort of averse reaction. Plus, who knows when he would be back, if ever really, so… why couldn't he ask this fine gentleman about his issues. What little Lelouch knew about Suzaku gave him enough confidence in the boys ability to keep things confidential and discrete. Besides, he didn't HAVE to mention that it was Suzaku who elicited his issues in the first place. Although, he had a vague idea that given the timing and content of Lelouch's problem, that the brunette boy would no-doubt figure out that he was somehow involved in this fairly recent occurrence. But any shame or fear the raven-haired prince had was far eclipsed by his fervent desire for knowledge, especially when it concerned his own body and mind. He needed that control.
"W..well… ok… so, I would like to preface this by saying that it is to remain between the two of us, no matter what. I should hope that I don't have to remind you of my station…"
"Are you really vaguely threatening me for trying to help you with a problem…? Jeez… Lelouch, try gratitude and humility for goodness sakes…" The older brunette just grinned and rolled his eyes.
"God Suzaku, you are such an idiot, just… say you acknowledge it…" The princeling was really not in the mood for teasing of any sort.
"Ok ok… I promise"
"Please, don't use asinine phrases like promise or vow or swear… those are forged to be broken"
"Le..lelouch… how… pessimistic. You can't honestly believe that, why would you think they were MADE to be broken?" The prince just sighed at the obvious digression from the topic at hand however, he had no problem clarifying this new point if it meant that he would not have to hear those hollow words in future conversations.
"Inherently Suzaku… if someone has to superficially promise or vow or swear, just by using that word, they're putting extra weight on it… as if it's supposed to really drive the fact that it's important. I don't believe that those words should dictate somethings pertinence. I think the content itself should be enough and putting labels like that on it just adds a delicious morsel of temptation. Added temptation to… break them." Although Suzauk didn't completely agree with the boy about the merits of vows/promises/or swearing, the sheer intellect behind and audacious manner in which such a complex concept was spoken… it shocked Suzaku.
The words rolled mellifluously off of Lelouch's tongue and the conviction behind the amethyst-eyed boys sentence caused Suzaku's stomach to stir. And speaking of Lelouch's eyes, Suzaku looked at them, into them, maybe for the first time, and noted how they were radiating a deep purple that, on their own, practically screamed of the gravity of the situation at hand. The older brunette rapidly blinked at the combination of those eyes and Lelouch using such scintillating words in such a confident manner. And as his mind processed all these new feelings and thoughts, he couldn't help some portions of his mind stuttering and faltering as he whispered his internal monologue outloud…
"how…? you're… 12, right?"
"Yes…" Lelouch noticed that emerald-eyes were introspecting and he was smiled brightly, unable to contain his gladness at the fact that the older brunette boy was so captivated by what he said. Suzaku then shook his head lightly to help with clearing it and re-grounding himself.
"Ah…right, of course, I knew that, I'm s..sorry, please, continue… your problem, it will, of course, stay between us. I guarantee." The older brunette said amusedly but with much more attention paid to the young prince.
Lelouch however, was still entranced at the earlier sight of Suzaku's head motion that had caused his curl tips to fling droplets of water all over his upper body and the princeling had to swallow and force his eyes away to gather his own thoughts.
Lelouch wasn't about to breach the topic directly for a couple of reasons. One, he didn't want to scare the older boy away or make him uncomfortable or inconvenience him… before he got his answer anyways. 'It might be fun to make him squirm later' He unconsciously thought while a slight smirk started tugging at the corner of his lip. And secondly, he wasn't an uncouth delinquent who would just sacrifice his dignity for answers. He was smart enough to rhetorically navigate the situation to his benefit. Lelouch prided himself on being a master manipulator. This circumstance was no different.
"Well, let me just ease into it by asking a few questions first… is that ok?"
"Yeah, of course, whatever you need to make you feel more comfortable" Lelouch smiled at the irony.
"Well… I've practically been plucked from my place at home and thrown into a new culture… and I find myself, not understanding certain… aspects of this culture…"
"Like what?"
"Well… this, for example… you all take communal baths and that is very… shameful, wouldn't you say?"
"N… no Lelouch, not at all, it's different for Japanese people. We see it more of… as a way to bond with others."
"Bond, like what? Sexually?"
"Well… yes, sexuality can come into play if there are people who are attracted to each other who bathe together. It mostly signifies a deeper level of closeness, whether that be platonic or sexual"
"So… you're saying that, you don't separate bathing based on gender…?"
"No, not necessarily… there are co-ed bath houses but many, if not all, are separate. That's more out of reverence for our pretty strictly traditional gender roles…"
"Right… because imagine putting a bunch of guys together with naked females, there would be painful erections everywhere…"
"heh… uhm… yeah…" Suzaku eyes darted to almost everywhere but the violet eyed boy in front of him before he continued…
"Was that your problem? You're… uhm… wanting to, see girls?"
"Well… no, not… exactly…" Lelouch blushed hard and was suddenly in the same boat as the brunette with his inability to make eye contact.
"M..my problem is that… I find myself getting… well… h..hard… at… well… at… not girls" Suzaku's eyes widened before fluttering and closing as he turned his head from side to side as if trying to banish certain thoughts. Lelouch could tell he was connecting the dots, recognizing that he probably had a role to play in the young princes current predicament. Suzaku finally opened his eyes after what seemed like an eternity to them both but was probably closer to a few seconds. He looked straight at a gorgeous young prince who was (innocently?) gnawing on his bottom lip and oh God, Suzaku was going to the 3rd level of dantes hell for being enraptured by the sight and he was going to the 6th level of hell for traitorous body getting half hard. He needed to tread carefully.
"That's… not unnatural… and you're probably too young to really know your sexual preferences right now but just know that… it's not unnatural, ok?"
"H…how can you say that with such certainty? I'm not a ignorant child Suzaku… you don't have to protect me from the truth. I… know that it's not… I know it's frowned upon and… it's not normal…"
"Lelouch… do I strike you as abnormal?" Lelouch's eyes widened at the statement. It shouldn't have surprised Suzaku that the boy realized so quickly what he was getting at but never-the-less, it reminded him of the princes adept mental acuity.
"… you...? too?" Lelouch's body seemed to rush the entirety of his blood to his privates and he buckled slightly while making a face ridden with painful arousal. The face was painful for Suzaku too in that it made him completely hard now. Well, there's the 8th level of hell.
"Well… sort-of, but that's neither here nor there, just… there are times when I get… aroused from guys… so..yes, I suppose… and… if you didn't know anything about my sexual preferences, then you would have thought of me as a perfectly normal person and THAT shouldn't change based upon something so trivial…"
"TRIVIAL?! How is something so painful and difficult to deal with be called TRIVIAL?!"
"I know it's painful Lelouch, but you just have to rise above those people, be the better man and ignore them, in fact, you should forgive them because they're the ones who are inevitably miserable at something so ridiculous..." The princes brow furrowed out of frustration and confusion.
"Suzaku… what are you talking about? I'm not talking about emotional or mental pain. You should know that I especially don't allow other people to dictate my emotions. I hardly recognize their existence let alone give them that power and control over me…" It was Suzaku's turn for confusion.
"Yea… it did seem kind of strange but… what are you talking about then…?"
"I meant, physically painful. The erections don't go away right away and sometimes they linger for longer than I would like and the worst thing is that I don't have CONTROL over myself and my bodily functions and it… it's… it's just UNACCEPTABLE" Suzaku's confusion continued for a few seconds before the sharp realization accompanied his sharp intake of breath.
"O…Ohh… well… you… I mean, you just… you masturbate Lelouch, it… well… it gets rid of the problem and in a…in an… enjoyable way. Kinda…" Suzaku found himself breathing harder and blinking back the images of the young prince's first ever experience with masturbation and orgasming.
"I've… heard the term… but…" Lelouch looked away, ashamed at his lack of insight on the matter.
"Ahem… well… you sort of just…play with yourself"
"Really Suzaku? Play with myself?! Should I throw a ball at my genitals? Or have an action figure talk to it? What does PLAY WITH MYSELF MEAN?" Lelouch was getting adamantly frustrated at the length of time it was taking to get all his answers and, said source of his problem, namely his painfully throbbing erection, wasn't helping matters. He wanted the solution. NOW.
At any other moment, the princelings outburst probably would have caused Suzaku break out into a fit of laughter and would have alleviated the tension in the room and in his body but… at that point, the brunette's thoughts were still riddled with various images and ideas of the boy sitting directly in front of him.
"S..sorry, I mean, you stimulate yourself..your..erection… with your hand, just rub… or stroke…your..self…" Suzaku voice was getting quieter with every word, almost whispering the last few, partially out of habit from his own arousal and partially in an inane attempt to keep the little, so far, innocent (ish) chat, very, very quiet. Then, something happened that Suzaku was NOT expecting. Lelouch moved from his spot opposite Suzaku to right next to him and grabbed the brunettes hand and pulled it under the water so that it was grasping over the young prince's hand while the prince awkwardly fumbled around his throbbing erection.
"Uh… uhmmm… Le…Lelouch… what!?"
"Shut up, idiot… just… am I doing it right?" Suzaku closed his eyes and unconsciously started breathing harder and faster. That breathing turned Lelouch on more than he thought the simple exchange of oxygen could have.
At some point and the brunette didn't know how or when it happened, but he found himself guiding the young princes hand in the correct motions.
"Oh…ohhh… Suzaku… that feels… ohhh" Suzakus own erection was now almost to the point of painful from neglect.
Lelouch weakened his own grip and guided the older boys hand to resume the pace in his stead.
The progression was so mild yet natural that Suzaku barely noticed that he was now giving the young princeling his first hand job.
Lelouch couldn't help but notice how much better it felt with Suzaku's hand. Then the older boy involuntarily moaned and Lelouch's cock twitched from the sound. Suzaku must have noticed because he sped up a bit.
"Suzaku… that, make that noise again, c…can I do it too?"
"…y…yes" Suzaku knew he shouldn't encourage the prince but, that was really the correct answer for the situation.
"mmmm… suzaku…oh mmmm" Suzaku slightly canted his body to watch the ripples of pleasure wrack through the young body. He sped up some more and the prince rolled his head, exposing the most beautifully pale neck. Suzaku couldn't help himself. He was already giving the young prince a hand job. And it was his going to be his first ever orgasm, so he might as well make it as enjoyable for the raven-haired boy as he possibly could. The brunette knelt in front of the prince and leaned forward to lightly kiss the under the raven-hair at the nape of his neck, then suckled and nibbled up and down his neck until he found a spot that caused the young boy to quiver. Suzaku focused on that spot more than the others, yet still spectacularly attended to the prince's hardened need. The older boy made sure to keep his own erection from coming into any contact with Lelouch but he must have failed at some point during his ministrations because the next thing he knew, he felt a lithe young hand reach down and grasp his own erection.
"Oh…Ohh… n..no, Lelouch…s..stop" Lelouch was much too enraptured in pleasure and his growing need to touch the older boy to really regard Suzaku's words properly. All he wanted was to cause Suzaku to make that noise again.
"Suzaku, moan for me…" Lelouch said as he sped up
"Ohhh hrrmmm" Suzkau closed his eyes tightly and bit his bottom lip, inadvertently giving the young boy in front of him exactly what he wanted, even more, actually.
"Gawd yes… just like… ohh… Suzaku…what's happening? I.. I'm, it's too tender… it's… oh God" Both boys were breathing hard with intermittent groans but even through all that Suzaku could sense Lelouch's words laced with a twinge of fear at the hesitancy at the unknown sensations he was feeling.
"Hey… it's ok…mm.. you're peaking… it's an orgasm, let it happen. You're… just… coming"
"C…coming…? Oh GOD I'm very close to…coming…AHH" Lelouch's spasms caused all his muscles to spasm, including his hands, which drew out Suzaku's own orgasm. The emerald-eyed boy was greatly surprised at it being one of his quickest and most powerful orgasms. He ended up just chalking it up to the prolonged amount of time he was in a state of arousal and… nothing else, because Lelouch was 12. And fuck. He was definitely going to the 9th level of dantes hell now. But, well, there was a large part of him that was very glad to have imparted that level of pleasure, for the first time ever, to the young prince.
"Th..that was… amazing, divine… Suzaku" Suzaku couldn't help a shy smile before he regained his composure enough to gain back control of the situation.
"Right, well, finish washing your hair" Suzaku turned around to start leaving when he felt the young prince pull back on his wrist. He turned back around and saw that the prince had knelt on the underwater bench so that he was level with Suzaku's face. Then he attempted to kiss Suzaku but due to the brunettes lightening fast reflexes, the attempt was easily flouted as Suzaku took a few steps back before addressing the younger boy.
"Lelouch… enough. Wh..at we did, was a one-time thing, think of it as instruction. Like our martial arts."
"But Suzaku… we do martial arts everyday…practice makes perfect, ya know?" Oh God, how could Suzaku have used such a stupid analogy?! And had he really done something that was now leading on a poor 12 year old? Suzaku felt a sinking feeling of guilt and shame stronger than any he had felt before this moment.
Lelouch picked up on it immediately. One thing the young prince had figured out early on was that the emerald eyes of the older brunette were terrible when it came to hiding emotions. He could read those emerald eyes like a book. And Lelouch was very good at reading books.
"Suzaku... I won't lie, I liked it, a lot… but more than that, I wanted it, no… I needed it, needed that control over my body back. Thank you. Really. Thank you. And… I don't want to stop and… I don't think you do either, but… I will respect your wishes… I'm.. I… owe you.. that much…" Lelouch then read a wave of relief and bit of residual lust etched on those emerald eyes. Then Suzaku genuinely smiled and cocked his head to the side while playfully ruffling Lelouch's hair.
"Hair… shampoo, hurry up, you have dinner soon…!"
"Are… you going to be joining us…? For dinner?" And Suzaku knew that there was a hope in those words and Lelouch's eyes that he shouldn't encourage but he couldn't help disappointing those violet orbs that so rarely showed emotion.
"I am." He smiled an innocent smile. A smile that was so sickly innocent that Lelouch wondered how this man could be so sensual at one point and then plaster that smile on. It made him feel special for being privy to the rare time the emerald-eyed boy came unraveled with him… from him, from his hand. Lelouch was starting to get hard again and all he wanted to do was ask Suzaku for a repeat but, he restrained himself. However, his eyes entered their usual state of calculation.
No matter how many hints Lelouch dropped, he couldn't recreate the same conditions that had led to that perfect afternoon of pure bliss. Not that he himself hadn't indulged himself at the thought. In fact, at one point, Lelouch made sure Suzaku heard him moaning his name when he knew the older boy was coming up to get him for dinner. He had casually dismissed his guards telling them to get an early dinner and they happily obliged, knowing prince was secure in the mansion and had to shower then dine.
Lelouch wasn't stupid or reckless though… he had gotten himself good and hard and made sure to peak through the door, making sure that the only person to enter was Suzaku. Then he casually retreated back to the bath tub and resumed his pleasuring…
*knock knock*
"Yes…?"
"You're due for dinner in 20 minutes your highness"
"mmm… is it just you Suzaku?" Lelouch knew it was but he still wanted the brunette to know that he wasn't callous about their tryst and that it was as much as a secret to him as to the older boy. He knew that their age differences would mean trouble, nay, jail and possibly worse for Suzaku… he wondered if that forbidden aspect of it made it hotter for Suzaku. It did for Lelouch.
"…y..yes it is…"
"mmmm… Suzaku…ssuuzzaakkuu, ahh"
"Oh…" Suzaku swallowed hard enough for it to be audible through the door. Then he cleared his throat.
"L..lelouch… th…that's inappropriate" tension clearly dripping from each syllable.
"mm… Suzaku… you're smart enough to know that I came to you with my problem because… you were the cause of that problem… right?"
"…I…had an inkling…but that doesn't mean th.."
"Then… you realize that, it's you who would populate my thoughts no matter if we did what we did… and also, you have no control over who I think about… mmmm… everything about you felt soo good… ahhh, yesss… Su…suzaku… talk to me…"
"I…I shouldn't…"
"Please, if I can't see you… feel you… let me hear you… something… anything… my name… say my name" Lelouch's breathing was staggered and he was clearly, very engrossed in his arousal.
"Ohh… god… Lelouch… Lelouch" The brunette uttered the second time in hushed tones. Lelouch loved how Suzaku could pronounce his name proplery although, he really enjoyed how he had pronounced it in his native tongue the first time they had met.
"Say it in..mm.. Japanese Suzaku, speak Japanese to me… ohhh Suzakuuu… I…I'm so close…ahh… mm"
"Uhm… hrm… Rurushu.. anata wa totemo kirei desu… Rurushu" Suzaku didn't seem to notice that he had just told the young prince how beautiful he thought he was in his native language.
"AHhhhhhh, S..Suuukkaauuu… mmmmmm…" the raven-haired beauty took a few panting breaths "That was… thanks, Suzaku. W…what did you say? I couldn't catch it, such an intricately beautiful language, difficult though…"
"…n…nothing, don't worry about it. Just, get dressed and come down for dinner…" and Suzaku rushed out of the room to leave the prince to put himself together. Lelouch hoped Suzaku was hard too but he couldn't be totally sure about that, all he knew was that the older boy hadn't been exempt from being affected in some way.
It was his last day in Japan and Lelouch had concocted an idea that he was hoping would be successful in providing him plenty of memories to recall during his more amorous states back in Pendragon. His and Suzaku's training session had been cancelled since their flight was leaving earlier in the day however, that was contrary to every plan that Lelouch could fathom, so he instead insisted that their session be scheduled very early in the morning. Suzaku just smiled his innocent smile while agreeing that he did indeed have fun helping the young prince learn some self-defense and that he would be more than happy to fulfill his final request. Little did he know that that was not Lelouch's final request.
Lelouch was upset to see that Suzaku was already in the dojo when he arrived at 5 a.m. but he was more upset that the brunette was already changed. He was hoping that they could do that together.
"Why are you already here?" His tone betraying some of his frustration.
"I have 3 practice sessions on the weekdays and 4 on the weekends and since it's Sunday, I just finished my warm-ups. I'm usually up at 4:30 every day, quite the opposite of your habit of rousing during double digits, highness..." Suzaku had picked up on the frustration and decidedly capitalized on the opportunity to provoke the prince even further.
"Ugh, for the last time, it's Lelouch. And you are crazy… nobody should have that much… stamina" Lelouch winked at the brunette, who just returned the young prince's gesture with a cocky smirk and a slight eye roll.
The practice went by without a hitch, so far as Lelouch recalled. He had gotten pinned down by Suzaku a grand total of 9 times. Suzaku wasn't stupid, he must have gotten some idea from the apprehensively sexy looks and the slight nibbling of his bottom lip that Lelouch would fervently start while a few inches away from the brunettes face, pinned under his warm body. Suzaku wasn't responding though and Lelouch turned it up a gear.
"So… wash?"
"Ahem… well I have practice again in a few, so you can go ahead" Oh… no, no no no, that would not do.
"Are you not coming to see us off? How very rude…"
"Oh, well… I suppose that would be rude, huhn? Yeah, ok, get going, I'll meet you in a few minutes" Oh yes, yes yes yes, this would do perfectly.
Lelouch quickly stripped and jumped in the water. He must have set a new record for quickest bath in the history of hygiene. The prince had shampooed and conditioned his hair and cleaned his body thoroughly all in the 5 minutes it took Suzaku to arrive. One, because he wanted time to enact his plan and two because he wanted to inconspicuously watch Suzaku. He watched attentively while Suzaku stripped and joined him in the spring.
"Hrmmm… it feels really nice during the cold mornings, I'm half tempted to have them drill straight through pendragon until one of these is found…" Lelouch started.
Suzaku couldn't help but laugh. Lelouch smiled. He so rarely found anyone who he could tolerate speaking to and here he was, wanting to make this guy 7 years his elder laugh so he could revel in the sound.
"You know Suzaku… you have a very nice laugh. But you must already know that I heartily enjoy your voice…" Suzaku's smile wavered a bit at the comment.
"Thank you, highn… Lelouch" Suzaku took to distract from the awkward moment by starting his routine of washing his body. Lelouch stayed quiet for the first few minutes just reverently watching. He could stare without suspicion because the brunette had closed his eyes while he ladled water over his head and body. Oh… Lelouch was so hard already.
"Y..you know Suzaku… do you remember when I first met you? Your father asked that ridiculous question about how I had enjoyed being in a different country for all of 30 minutes… well… granted, my answer was heavily tailored towards the absurdity of that question but I may have been a bit over-zealous because well… it reminded me of an argument that I had prior to coming here… I hadn't wanted to come and my father had claimed that I needed a full, robust experience of another culture so that…" Lelouch lowered his eyes a bit "so that… I wouldn't be such a waste of time and space…" Lelouch sort of hated playing a weak victim to manipulate Suzaku but pretty much nothing could win against his budding pre-teen hormones.
"L..Leloucchh… that..that's a horrible thing to say…" Lelouch looked up with a wary smile and the older boy wondered how a young boy of 12 could look as if he was an old soul who had experienced, amongst other things, an inordinate amount of tragedy.
"Yea… well… sometimes my abrasive nature really sets him off…" Lelouch somberly stated.
"I can see how it might but… that's no excuse Lelouch. He's the adult and it's his job to rise above. Because it's the right thing to do and especially to set an example for you."
"Well… Suzaku, he was sort of right…"
"No! No he wasn't! Lelouch, you can't seriously believe that! You're NOT a waste of time and space…! You're such a graceful and brilliant young prince"
"… y…you think I'm graceful and… brilliant…?" Suzaku finally realized what he had just uttered and though it was said out of a sincere attempt to boost the boys morale, it was still the truth and the fact that he thought so with so much conviction, made the brunette blush.
"Yes, I do Lelouch"
"Well… I guess… I just want to prove to him that I'm not an inexperienced young… brat… and I have to thank you Suzaku, you've helped me do that... well, almost, not quite fully, yet… see, Suzaku… with your help and guidance, I've experienced almost all there is to Japan, the wonderful food, the beautiful language, the gorgeous sights, delicious smells, and even through the martial arts, I've kind of even felt a part of Japan…" Lelouch strategically left out the best part of Japan that he had felt.
"Well… I do what I can… and it was, truly an honor your highn…"
"Lelouch"
"Ah, hai, sumimasen, Lelouch" Lelouch breathed out a sexy sigh at the Japanese word uttered. He found it strange how Japanese was far from one of the romantic languages yet Lelouch found it extremely erotic.
"You know… when going over my fond memories of Japan… I recently started considering what exactly would constitute the best experience. What parameters should exist, what dynamics would make for a really fantastic experience. One that far surpasses the mundane ones that end up slipping into obscure crevices of the mind… and, do you know what I concluded…?" Lelouch was inching closer and closer to Suzaku. But Suzaku was too distracted to notice. The brunettes mouth was agape from the level of maturity and intellect exuded from the 12 year old boy in front of him. He really did find the young prince a wonder at times, and those times were more so than not.
"No, what did you come up with?" He asked, genuinely receptive to the enlightenment the prince imbued.
"Well, I think the best type of experience is one that not only engages every sense because we're always using our hearing, sight, and smell to some extent… but I think the most intense experiences that make the lasting memories are ones that stimulate each sense, so you're in a state of hyper-awareness of them, separately and together..."
"Hyper-aware of every sense…?"
"Yeah, for example, when we went out to for Sushi or ramen or soba noodles, well, I don't remember the tedious conversation or the banter of people around us, so even though I was listening, I would only count 2 senses as purely engaged in that instance and those would be my gustatory sense… or in layman terms, my sense of taste as well as my olfactory sense at the delicious smells emanating from the dishes… another example, when we went to visit the Kururugi Shrine, at different times, I engaged my tactile sense when I felt the stone ridges on the old well and my visual sense at the sight of the beautiful monuments and even my olfactory sense at the burning incense…"
"Wow Lelouch… th…that's a very insightful idea and I think I would have to fully agree with you." Lelouch had now moved to sitting only a couple of feet away from the brunette.
"I'm so glad… so then, Suzaku" Lelouch looked up to the sky and smiled, as if recalling a fond memory "the best experience, by far that I've ever had, not only in Japan Suzaku… but so far, in my life… was with you, right here in this hot spring" Lelouch moved his head back down to the emerald eyed boy who wore a face of pure stupefied awe.
"It…it was?" Suzaku didn't mean to ask that and he wasn't sure how society would have had him interpret that statement but everything in his body and mind perceived it as a beautiful compliment.
"Yes Suzaku" Lelouch moved slightly closer "you're so beautiful, the sight of your body made me, no, makes me feel amazing, and when you were so close to me, I could smell you… incense and sandlewood?" Suzaku unconsciously nodded, still enraptured by everything in front of him "and you already know how much your voice, the register, it resonates through me… and at the forefront is the tactile sense. The feel of your mouth on my neck, expertly exploring… the feel of your hardness between my fingers" Suzaku was now completely hard and knew he should move away or look away or even just close his eyes but… he couldn't… or he wouldn't, he didn't want to.
"mmm Suzaku… your hand, guiding me into maturity, into the unknown, providing me with the knowledge I soo craved and in the most pleasurable way… but… still, it was incomplete, just shy of pure bliss… y…you know why, right Suzaku?" Lelouch was now fully turned towards the brunette, who had at some point, angled his own body to face the boy next to him. Suzaku couldn't find any words, and he didn't even try because, nothing he could say would have been even close to the prolific prose the young prince was speaking to him. And also, on an unconscious level, Suzaku wanted… craved… to give the raven his perfect experience… so he kept quiet and slowly nodded his head up and down. And he kept his head still as the prince leaned forward, forward, forward, until he felt those lips. Then, he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue in the young boys mouth. Suzaku only dominated the kiss briefly, retreating his tongue so that Lelouch could fulfill the engagement of his own sense of taste, so that Lelouch could fully taste every nook of that orifice.
Then a new sensation that Suzaku found he quite enjoyed… He felt a nimble hand tracing the curves of his chest and stomach, taking its time as if to etch the tactile sensation into memory and that thought excited him. The older boy let out a muffled moan into Lelouch's mouth. Suzaku found it pleasant how well this young inexperienced boy was at French kissing already but he wasn't surprised. The boy was practically a sponge when it came to information absorption and was a ninja at translating it to practical application, especially if given an example beforehand.
"Ahhh" Suzaku was able to gasp into open air since the raven-haired beauty had in one foul swoop; broken their kiss, went to straddling the brunette, wrapping the hand that had been exploring the brunettes' ridges around said boys hard cock, and latching onto Suzaku's neck all at the same time. Lelouch was always good at multitasking. To Suzaku, however, the rush of stimulation was amazing.
"Ahhh… Rurushu…" Suzaku's hind-brain was always good at remembering his partner's turn-ons and even though Suzaku was in the peak of pleasure, his habits still allowed him to act on instinct and with one hand, he reached down to pleasure the young prince as well. His other hand stayed on the small of Lelouch's back to make sure the young prince didn't fall back… and possibly… maybe just maybe, to keep him in that position.
"Ah hrmm… oh Suzaku…" Suzaku took the opportunity presented at Lelouch's detachment of his mouth from his neck to first deeply kiss the boy, then he graduated down to the spot which he had found, that was still slightly discolored from their last bout. Nobody noticed though considering the prince had many bruises from his training with Suzaku.
"Oh… oh Suzaku…"
"Speed up Lelouch" Lelouch absently nodded and his hand gripped a bit tighter and he stroked quicker, eliciting a groan out of the older boy.
"God yes…" Lelouch kissed the brunette again and his other hand went into those wet brown curls
"Ohhh…" Lelouch disengaged the kiss and a weak smile tweaked at his lips.
"Yea…? Do you like that Suzaku? Does it feel nice?" He ran his agile fingers through the locks again, feeling Suzaku press pretty damn hard into his hand. Lelouch noted the strength at which the boy pressed and took a more daring step. He closed his hand around a fistful of wet hair and squeezed, effectively pulling at the roots of the locks, hard, yet not hard enough to tear any out. And his little venture proved fruitful when he watched Suzakus face contour into a look of sheer pleasure while he moaned loudly. Louder than he ever had ever done so before, at least with Lelouch. The brunette was a bit shocked at how quickly and well the young boy already was at navigating through the intricate realm of sexual tendencies.
"Ahh.. Suzaku… I…I'm close…"
"Oh Rurushu… boku mo…m..me too…"
"Come for me Suzaku…" Suzaku lost it at those words.
"Ahhh… Ru…Ru…shuuu" Even though the prince had started stroking him well before he started at the prince, he still wasn't expecting to come before him. But the time between them was almost negligible, it was only two or three strokes after he came himself that he brought the prince to his blissful end. And Lelouch could genuinely say at that point, that this experience was completely unadulterated pure bliss.
Lelouch climbed off Suzaku's lap, both boys panting but it took a bit longer for Lelouch to catch his breath. Suzaku just stayed where he was. He knew it was Lelouch's last day here and well, he had just realized how much he rather enjoyed the young prince's company, not necessarily the sexual component, but the camaraderie and how the young prince would continually leave the brunette in a state of suspenseful awe. So when Lelouch looked up with a look of sheer gratitude and amazement. Suzaku smiled warmly and kissed his forehead. Lelouch wasn't sure how he felt about that. His mother did that to him and Lelouch searched for similarities that he could latch on to, while disregarding other, less appetizing ones. He ended up with one that he found to be comfortable with, it fit and it seemed to be the correct answer.
Lelouch was intuitive and knew enough about right and wrong to know that wrong just felt… well, wrong. And Suzaku's kiss didn't feel wrong, it felt protective… and that had no connotation of pity or regret and it didn't even make Lelouch feel like a helpless kid who needed protection. Rather, Lelouch felt that it was Suzaku's attempt at saying he hoped nothing would untoward would happen to the young prince. A concept commonplace to friends and loved ones…wait… loved ones? …Love? Lelouch felt something stir in his stomach at that thought and he unconsciously gasped. Suzaku's face turned toward confusion and concern at the sound. One look at the brunette and Lelouch shook his head to clear his thoughts. Now was not the time to dwell on those thoughts. Certainly not now. So he went back to gratitude and smiled at the brunette.
"Suzaku… thank you. For… everything… ahh, arigatou" And Lelouch leaned forward to capture the brunettes lips once more while his other hand went to his hair. Suzaku was shocked at how… natural it felt to have the boys hand in his hair, after only one time? And how ok he was with Lelouch's lips on his, his tongue in his mouth. Maybe it was just a last hurrah. After all, he might never see the prince again. And the sadness spurred by that thought surprised Suzaku. No way he could pursue this. No freaking way. This was definitely a last hurrah. LAST. EVER.
"Doitashimashite Rurushu" The emerald eyes shone with happiness and that ill-placed innocence.
"Well, we should get going before we turn into prunes…haha" Suzaku turned his hands over a few times while he spoke.
Lelouch was so satiated and happy that he just nodded and made his way to back to his room to finish packing. Both boys had come to separately realize that Lelouch was pretty amenable and half-way pleasant after he was relieved.
Suzaku hoped that Lelouch either recognized or would soon recognize that fact for when he needed release from stressful situations or if he himself was the cause of the stress. Lelouch hoped that Suzaku realized that same fact so maybe he could feel a sense of pride, happiness, gratitude or anything good really, at being the subject matter behind his release and subsequent pliancy.
It was harder than Lelouch thought it would be to say bye to the brunette and although said brunette would never admit to it, he was saddened to say bye to his new…friend, too. But, not nearly as much as Lelouch, which was made apparent when after all the goodbyes had been said, Lelouch turned around and ran back to hug Suzaku in front of everyone. It was embarrassing and so out-of-character for the young prince but he didn't care. Suzaku just chuckled and hugged the prince tightly for a few seconds before slackening his grip. As the royal family boarded the plane, Genbu Kururugi turned to his son.
"Looks like you made quite an impression on the young prince. I hope you got something out of it too." Suzaku couldn't help the sly smile that crept up his face. He only hoped that his father didn't read too much into it. And rightly so his father just shrugged and walked on back towards the limo, leaving Suzaku to linger a few meters behind, not even giving his son's answer a second thought. That didn't stop Suzaku though as he unconsciously touched his lips and whispered.
"You have… no idea." And Suzaku really meant it. And he meant the same answer at both of his father's statements.
Marianne suspiciously eyed her son the entire plane ride back, noting every little facial articulation her little baby boy would make when he thought no one was watching him take trips down memory lane. Well, Marianne assumed he was recollecting by the distant look in his eyes. Well, maybe it was more than an assumption. She wasn't empress for being an uncultured daft woman. She knew the look that graced features when one thought about something, or… someone. And this was her dear son and if there was one thing she and many others praised her for, it was for being such an attentive mother to her dear son Lelouch and daughter Nunnally. It was this overwhelming familiarity with her son that caused her to stand up and walk over to her son and sit down next to him and start talking.
"You know dear, I don't think I've ever told you this however, you are so intelligent that you probably picked up on it… but did you know, that your father is 12 years older than me?"
The look that crossed over Lelouch's face was priceless and so worth the effort she put forth in cultivating the perfect opening sentence. Lelouch's eyes widened with surprise and then immediately narrowed to a deathly glare.
"And… why exactly would you tell me that, dear mother?!" 'That is if I will still be calling you that after today' Lelouch thought.
"Oh dear… what a strange reaction Lelouch. Your paranoia will be the end of you… and possibly me, and possibly others, maybe even the world. Never-the-less, I only told you because as you know… your father's birthday is coming up in a week and I was thinking for his birthday, to bring up having another child. I wanted to remind you and Nunnally separately of our age difference in case that was something you unconsciously thought of…" Marianne was lying out of her teeth. She had absolutely no intention of having another child. She did however, fully intend to make sure her two current children were going to live rich, full, happy lives. So when she saw the rush of relief come over her little Lelouch, she just smiled and returned to her seat. And when she saw that sentimental smile creep back on Lelouch's face as his violet orbs shone with longing for a beautiful memory, well… she just smiled even more.