Kamia: So... I now have a very busy schedule with school, job, second job, and online writing/creating career... Good thing fanfiction is just a free ventilation place!

Chapter 14

The sensation of the younger man on him was almost too much to resist. Knowing how much his young lover wanted him to take charge emboldened the detective with an idea. "So how about that carrot you wanted at dinner, Cottontail?" the detective teased. Suzaku had pulled the younger man to his feet by the shoulders. Lelouch stood there, naked and looking slightly perplexed. Suzaku looked him up and down several times, his tongue quietly marking his lips. His lover looked good enough to eat.

"If you want to be fully mine, you'll do as I say right?" Lelouch, with much amusement at quickly understanding what was hinted at, pushed the older man to sit back on the couch, got on his knees and took the other's cock from out of its confines. The raven haired man hadn't noticed the moment he'd licked his lips. He brought his lips to the tip, and licked, tasted, before taking what he could into his mouth. Suzaku didn't say or do anything; he didn't want to rush the other at first knowing this had to be something the college student was comfortable with. Suzaku reclined his head, brought his arms to the brace of his sofa, and quietly watched Lelouch from beneath the veil of his lashes. He smiled, amusement bedded into the dangerous sharpness of his eyes. It felt nice.

Lelouch knew he wouldn't last much longer like this, on his knees, with the detective's prick so perfectly cradled into his throat like it belonged there. Suzaku's mind grew fuzzy as the feeling of being inside the hot mouth. He groaned as the twenty year old teased with grazing of teeth. Without prior warning, Suzaku moved his hands to hold onto soft locks before forcing his cock deeper and Lelouch's head to go into a quick and steady rhythm; the entirety of his cock sliding softly and audibly against the slick walls of Lelouch's throat. The college boy clenched his eyes shut, gagged, choked, and attempted to pull away. Suzaku kept him in place by the root of his hair. "I know you can take more; you teased all day about it. Don't hold back, Lelouch." He reasoned as calmly as he could while maintaining firmness in his voice. Lelouch nodded. Suzaku pushed his cock in, slowly, until the tip of Lelouch's nose had met with the clothed planar of his pelvis. Lelouch froze still as a stone, willing his gag reflex at bay. His own cock trembled in need.

"Look at me, beautiful." And so Lelouch did, boldly, and with his eyes shining at the rims. Suzaku's delight only increased with the sight of Lelouch secretly reaching down between his thighs, surely taking himself in hand. Suzaku shivered in arousal as he had much earlier that day. "Yes. Like that. Don't stop, Lelouch." It always felt nice, knowing nothing and no one could ever not submit to you; not even someone as fiery and as brilliant like Lelouch. Suzaku basked in the knowledge, taking much pleasure in the way Lelouch's thin, articulate lips lied worked and sealed from around the breadth of his cock working hard, oh so hard, to please him. Nothing could ever even come close. "You look better this way, Cottontail." Suzaku smirked, twirling his fingers into the black strands of the other's hair. "Perhaps you should consider it more often."

"Ugh...what have I told you about-" Lelouch's sentence was cut short when he was pulled up with the older male to stand in front of him. The male's intentions became clear with his not too subtle line, causing him to arch a knowing eyebrow and push the male back onto the couch. He was never one to beat around the bush, knowing all to well how it would go especially with his given escapades on seducing his victims before disposing of them. He couldn't keep the surprise from showing on his eyes when he released the others cock from its confines; it sprung up to meet at the level with his lips.

Lelouch gave a slight gulp, his mouth salivating a lot quicker than he had expected of himself before leaning forward, slowly licking and sucking at the tip before feeding it into his mouth as best he could. There was something very different about all the other times he'd performed this for others and what was happening now, it seemed hotter, more erotic and was making him lose his sense of reason. Lelouch could feel Suzaku's eyes on him despite him keeping his head tilted forward to focus on what he was doing.

Slowly but surely he was feeding his length more and more into his mouth, normally not lasting this long before the actions had been put to an end by a hungry blade. The very thought was enough to spark a dark need inside him, causing his teeth to graze against the sensitive flesh. Reeling it back in before he gave into the urge to bite, Lelouch was about to pull away when the detectives fingers curled into his hair and shoved him forward. "Ngh!" The instant urge to gag made him shift to recoil but the hold on his hair was too strong that it hurt more to pull away than be forced forward.

At the sound of Suzaku's demand, all the younger male could do was nod, tears brimming the edges of his eyes as he did his best to relax his throat and take him deeper. Steadying his breath, he swallowed enough saliva that was making it difficult for him to continue without gagging. It was more bearable, coming to a halt when he reached the base of the detective. The smell of musk tickled his nose, causing feeling of hot need to shoot down his spine and radiate in his own cock. God he wanted to touch himself, wanted to cum with the feel of the other in his mouth.

His purple eyes shot up at the command, a defiant glare behind the slight tear soaked ring threatening to run down his face. Though despite the slight anger of the others treatment of his throat, it didn't last long as he saw the pleasure washing over the dominating male staring down at him. Lelouch didn't think twice, hand reaching down to pump himself, the need growing too much to bear. He wanted nothing more than to cum, seeing the other aroused face reach its peak knowing that he had done this to him. Bobbing his head, he could feel the relaxing of his throat, making it easier for him to continue on without the urge to retch.

The glare returned to his gaze, again with that name. He could feel his lips twitch at the motion of a smirk but it was occupied. Pulling his head against the others grip was painful, his fingers tugging harshly at his hair but it was well worth it to trail his tongue up to the tip of the others cock before lowering it back into his mouth. With the earlier rough treatment it was so much easier for him to take him to the base, sucking on him with each inch before withdrawing again to pass his tongue over the slit and swallow him back up. Lelouch kept his gaze locked on the emerald stare, stroking himself fervently at each flicker of pleasure that was passing over his uncomposed face.

That tongue drove the detective crazy at the sensations. The way it teased him with great clarity made the older man's hands loosen on his head. He had to steal his breath to try to maintain control over his impulses to fuck the college student's mouth so thoroughly. Violet eyes shining with pent up emotions nearly broke the detective's heart. For far to long did he witness Lelouch keep those emotions locked away. If it weren't for those eyes, Suzaku might have just lost himself in that talented mouth. Before he could reach the edge and fill the other, he placed one hand firmly on the other's shoulder and pushed softly. "Very good, Lelouch... but let's not get in over our heads just yet." he almost didn't want to stop, but first there were things to be done.

Pulling out of the younger man's mouth, his eyes followed that thin strand of saliva that connected Lelouch's tongue to the head of his cock. He ignored the looks of confusion as he stood up from his chair and brought the other to his feet. Bringing their lips together, he enjoyed having his own taste defined in the other's throat. After that kiss had ended he sealed it with two softer ones on those swollen lips before leaning closer to his lover's ear. "Let's take this further in the bedroom..." After asking which bed the other preferred, he lifted Lelouch into his arms before carrying him over to the open bedroom door and depositing him carefully onto the bed. "My Cottontail." he whispered between kisses as he crawled on top of the other. "My beautiful one and only Cottontail."

Lelouch quivered in all of his need as Suzaku reached down below, beneath Lelouch's painfully erected cock and under his balls, caressing the sealed hole that lied safely hidden from beneath the mounds of his ass Suzaku watched him silently as he began to push into Lelouch with two of his fingers, breaching him inch by inch with nothing but the slight aid of pre-cum that had streamed down from Lelouch's weeping prick. Lelouch released a breath he hadn't known he'd been keeping in. Hesitant at first, he brought his arms to wrap around Suzaku's neck, holding on for dear life.

Long, graceful fingers that scissored and twisted from far within him, stretching mercilessly, skilled and experienced. Lelouch bit his lip hard to hold back all of the shameless mewls that caked the inside of his throat, cutting it. A thin string of blood fell to etch slowly against the prominent sinew of his jaw, painting it red. Suzaku watched it all in a morbid fascination. Leant in, and licked. Eventually, Suzaku's slow ministrations ceased. He reached for Lelouch's leg in order to hook it against his shoulder, placing himself flush against the parted cleft of Lelouch's ass that promised so much friction. "I'm going to fuck you now, Lelouch," the detective said, stated, kicking Lelouch's thighs wide open with his knee. "Then I'm going to come inside you." Palpably trembling now in the sheer weight of his own arousal, Suzaku brushed his lips against Lelouch's own, Suzaku began to push in, fucking Lelouch open with the heavy girth of his cock. And when he is utterly full and trembling all over his skin, and is so bitterly stretched that even the angle of his own straining cock is affected, he allowed himself the space of a breath to realize that he was being fucked by the one person he so trusted and just as equally admired. That the cock throbbing and sliding in and out of his gut is Suzaku's. Suzaku never stopped fucking him senseless. Lelouch couldn't do much but rock into the breadth of Suzaku's cock, the final height of his climax beginning to sore white-hot from within his pelvis. But then Suzaku shudders and tenses all over and Lelouch is certain that he will feel the flood of Suzaku's seed soil him at any moment.

Before Lelouch could have the opportunity to catch his breath and possibly convulse and die in the torrid twine of his own belated orgasm, however, Suzaku had purposefully hit a spot somewhere inside him with the very tip of his cock that left Lelouch's mouth shooting wide open in shock. Five different times. Lelouch's load shot almost instantly, soiling both his chest and Suzaku's. The muscles in his rectum tightened, and with the amount of pressure they emitted onto the sensitive pole of Suzaku's cock, the detective came soon after as well with a low accented breath that came out sounding a lot like, Lelouch. They remained in that way for a long while, senses setting and with their bodies still connected. They could only stare at one another, fighting for breath with a mutual worship in both their eyes that never waned. They kissed into the silence, saying nothing. No need for words. The feeling, whatever it was, whatever it might have possibly been, was undoubtedly, Mutual

Never in all his life had the college male been so focused on pleasuring another person, only ever really focusing on fulfilling his own lust for carnage. Engrossed in his actions, Lelouch could hardly do anything but rely on touch and taste. The texture of the others cock in his mouth, caressed by his salivated muscular organ sent spark of electricity straight to his loins where he pleasured himself with quick strokes. The taste in his mouth was almost earthy, the familiar taste of flesh shrouded in the detectives natural musk followed by droplets of bitter liquid. Though it was not to his taste, he couldn't keep the thought or excitement of having his mouth filled by it, coating his throat in thick cum.

The image was shattered when Lelouch was pushed back, having his meal taken from his mouth with only a thin trail of saliva to follow before that too was broken. There was a small payoff when his lips were met in a needy kiss, feeling the detectives tongue explore his mouth almost as if he was tasting what he had, shivers running down his back at the thought. The question asked of him was responded with an answer that he could hardly remember if it was even coherent, but it resulted in him being lifted and carried over into a bedroom, sprawled on his back to gaze up at the male whom he would be at the mercy of.

Too enraptured by the older male's actions, he decided to turn a blind eye to the constant use of his unfavored name. Head tilted back slightly, Lelouch was doing his best to brace the pain of fingers penetrating his virgin entrance. Trembling beneath the detective, all he was able to do was cling to him and bite his lip, mixture of pain and pleasure building in intensity that it caused his teeth to cut into the delicate flesh of his lips. Another violent shudder coursed through his spine at the feel of Suzaku's tongue lapping up the blood. It earned a lustful purr from his other side, the sound ringing in his ears before it was reciprocated in his own throat.

The withdrawal of thin appendages from his taut entrance caused a soft whimper to leave him, only for the noise to be caught in his throat when he was spread. Staring up at Suzaku, Lelouch found himself being placed in a position where he would have no control in the situation. The detective's crude words caressed his ears, earning the older male a grin but no response was given, wasn't required or even allowed to pass as he was spread open by something bigger and hotter. His teeth ground together as he braced the pain of stretched flesh, an almost tearing sensation coursing through his backside.

The pain numbed out to something far more pleasurable, similar to you receiving response to an area where blood was cut off, delicious trickles of blood and nerves being stimulated with each powerful thrust. Suzaku's eyes on him only drove him deeper into ecstasy, basking in the delectable sight of the usually composed detective indulging in carnal pleasure. It was almost as if he was seeing the repressed side that he kept locked away whenever he was faced with work, the side that hardly ever got to come out and play. Lelouch's free leg hooked around the waist of the older male, pulling him closer as he felt the pressure tickle his loins with the need for release. He craved it, wanted it to be ripped from him and to leave his body convulsing and weak.

His wish was granted when the tip of Suzaku's cock brushed against the bundle of nerves that would give him just what he was looking for. He had not been able to make any sensible words then and not now, mouth hung open in abandon as small trails of saliva trickled from the edges of his mouth. Mercilessly rocking against the other cock, he felt the pressure rip through him, warmth shooting onto his chest and relief soon following. However that feeling was short lived to the feeling of heat inside of him, a liquid heat that caused his back to arch and another series of violent shivers to course through him before his body grew accustomed to the feeling.

Lelouch panted for air, heat radiating from his body before the cool air finally seemed to sink in. He felt as though they had been veiled in steam, sweat coating their skin and pressed firmly against one another. The only thing he seemed to have the energy for at this moment was to smile and let his head fall back onto a cool pillow, taking deep long breaths of air to stabilize his equilibrium as he came off his high. Lelouch could also revel in the fact that all noise he'd previously heard in his head was now silent and he could spend the next few moments living as though it never existed.

Lelouch came with the detective's name on his lips, and that was all Suzaku needed to push him over. He felt his lover's come coating his hand as his own was spilling into the man beneath him, and Lelouch was groaning and shuddering and squeezing rhythmically around him. All he knew in those moments were the waves of intense, sweet, hot pleasure that were rocking both their bodies for far longer than any other orgasm he'd yet experienced. After what felt like an eternity, Suzaku started to come back to his senses. He tried to get his breathing under control again, but the sobs kept rattling his frame, and he was making noises he didn't entirely have control over.

He laid down beside Lelouch without disconnecting their bodies and pulled him close, hugging him. His body was heavy and relaxed, and his mind was deliciously, blessedly quiet. Phrases like extraordinary and oh my god floated through his head.

"I love you." He whispered as he pressed a kiss against Lelouch's sweaty hair. His Cottontail was breathing heavily against him and his own chest was heaving. Just a quiet three words whispered into Lelouch's chest, and not the most poetic or dramatic or profound, but some of the truest he had ever spoken. What they had done had felt like such a relief. All that tension was final absolved and the air was clear. He was overjoyed, really. He'd finally gotten the man of his dreams. It'd only taken a decade to realize who that was, but he'd done it.

Lelouch moved his hand to push at Suzaku's hip, encouraging him to pull out. The college student rolled over as soon as he was free so that he could wrap his arms around Suzaku and hold him. He let the detective cling to his chest, his body shuddering with occasional aftershocks. They lay there in silence, breathing slowly and holding each other.

"This thing we have between us... I want this, and more, and always."

He felt Lelouch nod, and let his head drop down to the older man's shoulder. Lelouch smiled. He had never expected to see Suzaku, with eyes closed and body spent, whispering sweet nothings into his chest. Except - these weren't sweet nothings. This was his friend making - as far as he could tell, through the exhaustion-slurred words - a commitment. The detective held him, comforted him, and whispered his very sincere promise that it was going to be okay. He would make sure that everything was going to be more than okay from this point forward.

To be Continued

Special Thanks to my best friend Ayame for helping me with this.

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