Happiness In Slavery

CODE 14


Some time passed as Suzaku lent against the bars listlessly, his anger gradually draining away with nothing around to vent it on or at, leaving him profoundly exhausted. When he was collected finally he allowed himself to be cuffed and lead away without a shred of resistance.

Back at his room, he was un-cuffed outside his door.

‘His Highness has left you a message.” The guard already there informed him. “The disgraced 17th Prince has received an official summons to an audience with His Majesty the Emperor tomorrow evening. As the one to apprehend him, your presence is also required. The disgraced 17th Prince will then be formally sentenced.”

“No…” Suzaku croaked in a tiny voice, as the gravity of those words set in. This… this could be it… the last time he would see Lelouch. He stepped forward into the dimness of his room shakily. The things he would never know, could never say, burned in his heart.

The door clicked shut behind him, which didn’t darken the room to pitch as expected. Instead soft light was illuminating the room from a candelabra of red candles sitting decadently on his rather plain kitchen table. The table which was also now richly spread with red tablecloth, a freshly prepared meal of lamb racks with side dishes of all the associated trimmings. Suzaku approached it questioningly. It was set up for two diners.

Lelouch had remained completely still and silent sat in the dimness across the room on his bed. Suzaku’s mouth dropped open in surprise at his smart appearance… dressed in a clean, pressed white shirt and black trousers, shoes on his usually bare feet, and no sign of any cuffs, collars or even his ever present eye patch – the faint red glow through the curtain of his hair confirmed that much.

“Le…louch” he exhaled in a rush as he hurried towards him, grasping hold of his shoulders as much to affirm his actual presence as to reassure him. “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine, Suzaku” but his voice was very quiet, although calm and even.

Suzaku glanced over at the table again, then took Lelouch’s hands, urging him to his feet. “Come on, no sitting around in the dark over there, come over here and have something to eat.” He found himself fussing, pulling a chair out for Lelouch, sitting him down. Lelouch looked questioningly at his plate of food, then back at Suzaku as he sat down. His eyes seemed dull, pre-occupied. Suzaku swallowed nervously. He must have already been informed of his fate.

Somewhat mechanically, Suzaku added some of the vegetables to his plate, and then did the same for Lelouch. The same with the sauce. Then he poured two glasses of water. They both pointedly ignored the bottle of wine as they ate. Suzaku found his appetite returned as they dined and mostly finished his. Lelouch started off okay but seemed to lose interest quickly, turning to merely pushing the food around his plate for a while, his eyes downcast even as Suzaku studied him. He looked pale and drawn. Suzaku wanted to break the silence, but found himself struck mute.

“I’m going to the Emperor.”

Suzaku looked at him painfully.

“I know” he replied quietly.

“This might be the end for me.”

Suzaku nodded slightly, a lump rising in his throat. Lelouch pushed his fork around the plate for a moment or two longer, then set it down, rose to his feet and walked over to the small barred window. He gazed out of it, into the darkness, resting his sharp chin in his cupped palm as he leaned against the sill. Suzaku watched him helplessly.

It hurt when Lelouch flinched as Suzaku approached and embraced him from behind, but he relaxed gradually in Suzaku’s firm arms, crushed against his warm chest. They stood in silence for some time, until Lelouch shifted in Suzaku’s embrace and unexpectedly pressed his lips against Suzaku’s, whose eyes widened in surprise.

“Maybe...” the dark haired prince whispered against his ear as he broke the kiss “maybe we have the night…”

Lelouch broke away from Suzaku and returned to the bed. Carefully, he slipped off the shoes and slid them just under the bed, then began to unbutton his shirt, regarding Suzaku with a gaze that had the barest spark of life back in it. Suzaku moved forwards, drawn to it, eager to save it from going out again. He nearly toppled Lelouch backwards in his eagerness to lock their lips together once more, his hands sliding straight inside his open shirt to grasp his slender shoulders and pull him close. The soft moan he gave made Suzaku almost instantly hard.

Lelouch sank back against the pillows as Suzaku hastily unfastened his trousers and freed the Prince’s own stiffening cock without ceremony, taking it deep into his mouth quickly and desperately. Lelouch shuddered at the intensity of Suzaku’s ardent attack. Suzaku continued to slip his trousers down his thighs as he worked his tongue over Lelouch’s flesh, until he could also slide his fingers around the soft, silken sack that held the delicate orbs of his balls.

“Ahh… Suzaku” Lelouch breathed, squirming… but then he tensed unexpectedly as Suzaku’s fingers moved back to stroke across his entrance. Suzaku raised his head, letting Lelouch’s cock slip from his lips as he looked Lelouch in the eyes lingeringly. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes lit with lust and yet, his body had tensed and his eyebrows were drawn with fear.

“Lelouch… you don’t have to do this…” he thought of Lelouch’s most recent torture. As if that wasn’t bad enough, he may also have suffered at Schneizer’s hands just before Suzaku had became involved... or even after.

“It’s okay” Lelouch whispered quietly, but Suzaku could feel his apprehension. Sitting back, he slid out of his own trousers and unfastened his shirt as Lelouch watched. He let his violet eyes slide shut as Suzaku rejoined him, leaning in to kiss him gently on the mouth – but they flew open again almost instantly, the shock in his face exquisite as rather than feeling the familiar sensation of Suzaku spreading his legs, Suzaku had climbed astride his hips to straddle him. His mouth hung open as Suzaku gazed warmly down at him, cupping his chin in his hand and stroking the side of his jaw with his fingers.

“Lelouch… I want you to make love to me this time.”

Lelouch’s eyes widened further with confusion.

“I wish you could have been my first, but not much of this turned out like I had hoped. And whatever happens now, this is an opportunity I wouldn’t pass up for the world.” He said gently.

“I… I don’t know what to do” Lelouch almost looked more stricken then before.

“Shhhh… you don’t have to do anything.”

He reached down to grip Lelouch’s saliva-slicked cock and position it steady against his own asshole. Lelouch’s wasn’t quite as big as his own, and they both paled somewhat in comparison to Schneizer, but even so Suzaku was somewhat apprehensive of how it would feel, and he didn’t want Lelouch to see him in pain. He exhaled and pushed down gently and firmly, feeling the pressure build as it had done on his two previous occasions, until the head of Lelouch’s penis was past the muscle of his sphincter and inside him. Lelouch cried out as though he was being penetrated instead, the new sensation taking his very breath away, as Suzaku moaned, pushing purposefully down against his discomfort until Lelouch was fully inside him.

“Oh God… Lelouch…”

“Suzaku…”

He lent forward, his hands planted in the sheets on either side of Lelouch’s chest to steady himself and keep his full weight off of Lelouch’s delicate hips as much as he could as he lifted himself up and off of Lelouch’s cock, before pushing down again. The motion was strange and stretching, but somehow it wasn’t as painful as before. Lelouch gasped loudly with Suzaku’s every thrust.

“You’re... doing it.. Lelouch” Suzaku breathed as he rode Lelouch, finding his rhythm exactly as if he was topping Lelouch. “You’re... fucking me…”

Lelouch looked almost panicked as he lay watching, his arms raised and fingers gripping the pillows behind his head.

“Suzaku don’t… I can’t hold it… I’m going to come already!!”

“It’s okay, don’t panic…” he stopped, resting lightly atop Lelouch and gently guiding one of Lelouch’s hands to grasp his own aching manhood as it bobbed just above Lelouch’s stomach. Lelouch gripped him and massaged gently as Suzaku groaned, feeling himself tighten around Lelouch as he tensed with pleasure.

“I’ll… go again… when you’re ready” he gasped out, wanting to move himself in time with Lelouch strokes but enduring the delicious, excruciating wait for Lelouch’s command. Mere moments later he felt Lelouch starting to push up against him of his own volition, and he gently started to move with him.

“That’s... good Lelouch... ahhh” Lelouch blushed ridiculously hard as he watched, mesmerized by Suzaku above him, him inside Suzaku, his taut, strong body radiant in the warmth of the candlelight. So unlike his thin, trembling frame attempting to do the same thing not so long ago – he pushed the thought hurriedly from his mind.

Suzaku raised himself higher, feeling Lelouch’s hips arch from the bed to stay with him, and he closed his fingers around Lelouch’s hand as it gripped his cock, speeding the movement a little. He felt himself tighten around Lelouch as he tensed with the pleasure, and the sensation was only pure, amazing pleasure… the pain had gradually dissipated away to nearly nothing. He had no idea that it could feel so good. His wide green eyes shone emerald fire as he came suddenly and forcefully, crying out as he pressed Lelouch as deeply inside as he could, his release arcing out over Lelouch’s stomach and chest. The Prince himself was uncharacteristically quiet as he came with a gasp, gripping Suzaku’s twitching cock just a little too hard as his own orgasm overtook him, but Suzaku could feel the spasms of Lelouch’s groin against his rear. He closed his eyes and tipped back his head a little.

“Oh God... Lulu...” Lelouch could only gasp breathlessly in response. Suzaku lifted himself up carefully and lay down beside him. The silence and closeness between them... Suzaku drifted drowsily, sated with fine food and sex. However, now Lelouch was recovered he was gazing intently at the ceiling, his expression serious as he thought.

“Suzaku, you’ll be with me tomorrow when I go to the Emperor?”

“Hm.. mmm..?” Suzaku mumbled, already nearly asleep.

“We might have to seize an opportunity when it presents itself, but I can come up with a few possible scenarios that we can work with…”

Suzaku raised his head to look at Lelouch drowsily.

“Wh... what are you on about?”

“The escape plan for tomorrow”.

Suzaku was awake and agitated in a second.

“Lelouch, you aren’t getting out of your sentencing”.

“So even after that, you don’t care about what’s going to happen to me.”

“You initiated it!!”

Lelouch sneered, an ugly look on his beautiful face. The geass seemed to glitter maliciously as though he would use it, but Suzaku knew that Lelouch was powerless against him. The mood was rapidly souring.

“After… everything… you’re still going to be this stubborn…”

“This isn’t about me, this is about facing up to what you did!”

“You and your Justice Crusade…” Lelouch scowled angrily. “You don’t see what a complete and total farce it is that you’re creating..” Despite his fury he still flinched when Suzaku violently whipped back the sheets and climbed out of bed, grabbing at his shirt and shorts as he marched towards the door. Lelouch watched him dress to a reasonably presentable state to bang on his door, and attract the attention of the guards who opened the door promptly.

“Take him away.” He commanded in a voice that wanted to be pure anger but cracked slightly with acute disappointment and grief. Lelouch stood defiantly, pulling Suzaku’s nearby bathrobe over his shoulders to retain some dignity as he was grabbed, and a cloth hood pulled down over his head to cover his geass as he was lead from the room. As the door clanged shut, Suzaku staggered back to collapse back on his bed, defeated. The shirt that Lelouch had worn earlier lay beside his head, and he pressed his face into it as the tears came. They both ultimately wanted the same thing, held the same goals, so why was fate conspiring to pit them against each other when they should be working together? But he couldn’t accept Lelouch’s methods.

Anyway, as of the coming sunrise Lelouch’s part in this would be over, and Suzaku would have to make his own move forward.