Happiness In Slavery R2

Okay - it gets rude :D

TURN 5

It was late as Gino arrived back at the Knights quarters. He walked quietly down the corridor since the others were likely to be in their own rooms by this time, asleep or relaxing. So it came as a surprise to see someone in the lounge through the slightly ajar door as he walked past, even though it made him do a double-take because it wasn’t immediately obvious that they were there. The lights were off and the figure was only silhouetted by the brightness of the moon in the clear sky beyond the window the figure was sat at, the head bowed. He stepped quietly inside.

“Hey, who’s there?” he called quietly, and the figure looked up. Of anyone it could have been, Suzaku would have been his last guess, but sure enough it was the young Japanese Knight sat alone in the dark.

“Suzaku… what are you doing here?”

“Nothing that concerns you” came the unexpectedly sharp, although somewhat slurred retort. As his eyes adjusted to the dimness he could see that Suzaku had sat himself next to the drinks cabinet in the room, and that it was open. As he approached regardless of Suzaku’s outburst, he could see that Suzaku had taken a bottle from it and was clutching it to his chest although it was now almost empty.

“It doesn’t look like nothing” he replied, his tone turning serious. “Why are you drinking in here alone?”

“Go… away Gino.” Suzaku finally looked up at him, but it made him sway dangerously in the chair as he did so. It was the whiskey that he had, and the fact that he appeared to be drinking it straight from the bottle suggested that it hadn’t been intended as a quick nightcap. And Suzaku rarely drank anyway. Something had upset him.

“I think you might have had enough for one night. Come on, let me take you back to your room.” He reached to take the bottle from him, but Suzaku held on and pulled it sharply back, very nearly toppling himself out of the chair before Gino reached out to his shoulders to steady him.

“DON’T TOUCH ME”

Suzaku’s shout echoed around the room, the volume of it making Gino wince. The last thing they needed was to do draw attention to this, Suzaku could be reprimanded for causing a disturbance in his state. He really needed to get him back to his room and quieten him down.

“Okay okay, carry on drinking if you want but just do it in your own room, otherwise we’re both gonna get into trouble.”

“I don’t care…” Suzaku stared dully out of the window. Gino decided he had had enough of messing around.

“I’m taking you back whether you like it or not, so you can make a scene if you want but it won’t make any difference.” He tried to back away, but Gino was both taller and stronger than him so he simply gripped him under his arms and pulled him from the chair, but he just sank to the floor when he tried to set him on his feet.

“Damn it… why have you done this to yourself Suzaku…” he growled under his breath as he was forced to grab one of Suzaku’s arms and put it round his shoulders to support him as they made their way awkwardly to the door. He could barely put one foot in front of the other but at least he had stopped resisting

He fished Suzaku’s keycard from his inner breast pocket and swiped them in, turning on the lights as they entered. He hadn’t been in Suzaku’s room before. It seemed somewhat bare to him - Suzaku hadn’t brought in any personal or decorative items that he could see, the room’s contents were all purely practical. Whether it was a Japanese minimalist thing, or just Suzaku’s own preference he didn’t know. Gino’s own room was cluttered with all the trappings commonly associated with college-age boys – stereo, CDs, magazines, framed posters on the walls, and his own TV and gaming console. Suzaku’s personal effects didn’t stretch much beyond his own water heater and tea set and a couple of books on the bedside table.

He heaved Suzaku onto his bed, where he sat swaying a little. In the light it was far more obvious that he was in a state over something serious, his eyes were slightly red-rimmed as though he had been crying, and he had drank enough to give himself a slight pink flush over his cheeks and a deadened glaze to his eyes. He unscrewed the bottle cap and took another swig from what was left on the amber liquid in the bottle, wincing in distaste at the burning sensation of the raw liquor slipping down his throat.

“I know you don’t want to listen to me tonight, but I really think you should stop that and get some sleep.” He tried to encourage him gently. “And this isn’t like you… I’ll listen if you‘ve got a problem or just need to get something off your chest.”

“There’s nothing you can do” Suzaku wouldn’t even look Gino in the eye.

“I thought you had a surveillance shift tonight”.

Suzaku looked more agitated by this comment. Maybe something had happened on the operation, but Gino couldn’t even begin to guess what. It was just surveillance, how upsetting could it potentially be? In the time he had known Suzaku he knew he wasn’t the kind of guy to go to pieces easily, he was usually so level-headed.


Why. Why had it happened… What was Lelouch even doing letting that creepy little brat do what he had seen on that monitor? And what was Rolo doing anyway, had he given the game away by revealing his true identity to Lelouch? If so the whole operation had just been compromised and it could have extremely serious implications! But somehow that was a secondary concern compared to what he had witnessed.

Bitter as it had made him for his own plight, he had been relieved that Lelouch’s life had been spared, and that he had been allowed to return to a happier, if farcical existence. He had done some terrible, terrible things as Zero, but on the flip-side he had endured horrific experiences in Britannian custody. Suzaku requested his position on the team so that he could watch over Lelouch in place of being beside him. And he had warned himself from the start not to get agitated over any situations Lelouch got into that he couldn’t intervene in. Shirley was back to how she had been before, and was now pursing a love interest in Lelouch exactly as she had done before, which was almost sweet in how she kept falling in love with him, as though they were fated to be together and eventually, maybe they would be, but not this time. Lelouch had proven again that he just wasn't going to be drawn to a girl, which Suzaku may have been able to accept. He had been in love with both Euphie and Lelouch after all. But Rolo… this was the one outcome he hadn’t considered, but at least there was potential to put a stop to it. His heart pounded with an intensity of feeling that made him feel so very, very sick.

Suzaku retched, but Gino was practically ready for it. He lifted Suzaku swiftly through to the bathroom and held him firmly as he vomited into the toilet.

"Just what did you think you were doing, Suzaku..." he said disapprovingly, but softly, smoothing his brown curls away from his flushed face.

"I don't even know... anymore" Suzaku whispered thinly.

Gino left him lent over the bowl as he filled a glass of water at the sink.

He sat back down on the floor beside Suzaku and gave him the glass, which Suzaku sipped slowly so as not to re-upset his stomach. Gino took a hand-towel, dampened it and wiped Suzaku's face. He really did look dreadful.

"You don't want to tell me about it?"

"I can't...."

"Can you stand?" Gino got to his feet. "The best thing for you is probably to just sleep this off". He reached down to help Suzaku up, and walked him unsteadily back through to the bedroom. He sat him on the bed to remove his jacket and shirt, then his boots and socks.

"Help me out here Suzaku, you're going to have to stand to get out of your trousers unless you want to sleep in them". Suzaku got up shakily as Gino pulled down his trousers, but as Gino urged him to step out of them, he tottered and fell. Directly forwards into Gino, sending the pair of them sprawling.

"Owwiee.." Gino uttered, but suddenly and completely unexpectedly he was prevented by saying anything else by lips fastened clumsily over his. He struggled up, pushing Suzaku away from him, breaking his passionate attack and leaving him knelt on the floor beside him, looking particularly pitiful hunched over in just his boxer shorts and wearing a hurt expression, Suzaku as he never imagined seeing him. Drunk, tousled, anguished... and profoundly sad.

"I'm lonely Gino..." he mumbled to the floor "Everyone I love... goes away"

Gino found himself struck dumb. He knew something about the past of the newest Knight to join their ranks, and that it had been a troubled one. About the so called 'Genocide Princess' massacre, the bizarre event which had seen the Britannian Princess Euphemia, who had been campaigning so hard to change attitudes to the way the Britannian controlled nations were governed, suddenly turn violently on the people she was trying to help. Suzaku had been her personal Knight back then and privately, their relationship had been even closer, or so it was rumored. The Royal Family had played down such a relationship between a Britannian Princess and a mere Eleven soldier. If they had been lovers then her death must have been a terrible blow, but Suzaku had never mentioned anything about it or ever really deviated from his normal, if somewhat morose, demeanor.

"I... I don't understand..." Gino said lamely.

“It… doesn’t matter” Suzaku slurred. “ Just… don’t go.”

Gino sighed, then stood and helped Suzaku back to his feet once again, took him over to the bed, and actually managed to get him under the covers this time.

“Don’t go” Suzaku didn’t stop his pleading, so Gino found himself having to strip out of his own suit. It was probably not a bad idea since it would definitely keep him in his room and stop him wandering around looking for trouble. It was still very weird to see Suzaku like this. He dimmed the bedside lamp and climbed into bed beside him. Suzaku turned to face him.

"Thanks... Gino..." he shifted closer, burying his face against Gino's warm, firm chest. Gino shifted uncomfortably, still unsure about this change in Suzaku. Although there was something unexpected in this strange intimacy - a quickening of the blood, a twinge that he shouldn't have been feeling.... his cock unexpectedly warming and lengthening against his thigh as the smaller boy pressed against him. He could smell the whiskey still on Suzaku's breath as his lips moved closer... and this time Gino didn't resist the kiss. He winced as Suzaku pressed closer, against his guilty secret... and on noticing he grabbed at it forcefully through the thin fabric of his shorts, bringing forth a surprised yelp from the confused blonde youth and instantly coloring his cheeks.

"Su... zaku..." he hissed, breaking the kiss as Suzaku squeezed encouragingly. "What... are you doing?!"

"Whatever you want me to do..."

"Suzaku... knock it off, you're drunk... I don't want you doing or saying something you're going to regret." Gino tried to gently dissuade him, but Suzaku was pulling at his shorts, dragging them down his hips clumsily but intently. Gino could do nothing to conceal the state of his arousal. Suzaku appeared somewhat hypnotized by the sight of it. His green eyes seemed to glitter wetly in the dim light, or it could have been his imagination.

"Please... Gino... take me... fuck me now..."

"Come on now... Suzaku..." Gino started uncomfortably, scratching his neck and averting his eyes from Suzaku's, but his erection never flagged an inch and before he could protest further, Suzaku was in his lap, sealing his lips around Gino and drawing hard on his heated flesh. Drunk as he seemed to be, he was good.... the hands Gino had raised to push Suzaku back stopped short of his shoulders, and dropped uselessly down onto the sheets beside him.

“I can tell... you want this too... It’s okay…” Suzaku pulled back, panting. “I’ve done it before..” He slid out of his shorts, his erection bobbing up expectantly as it was freed.

Gino would have had more chance to marvel at this revelation if he wasn’t quite so turned on. This boy was just full of dark surprises it seemed. Suzaku drew back and flopped a little heavily onto his back, still somewhat uncoordinated through his inebriation, but he spread his legs wide, inviting Gino towards that place below his own stiff, glistening cock. It struck him as intensely whorish behavior, and somehow it only excited his body more... the side of Suzaku that he kept so well hidden.

Suzaku felt Gino close in on him, nearly holding his breath as he waited expectantly, and then he felt the blunt, slippery warmth of a cock pressed against his ass. Even as he tried not to think about it, he remembered how it had felt when Lelouch had fucked him, and his cock twitched with excitement... however he cried out sharply with pain as Gino pushed his unexpectedly wide cock into him just a little more roughly than he was ready for.

“Suzaku…” he heard Gino whisper with concern.

“I didn’t… tell you to… stop” Suzaku panted, gripping the sheets. He wanted to feel the pain, feel it until it obliterated everything else around him...

Suzaku had cried out so harshly that Gino stopped dead, but didn’t pull out, and then Suzaku was telling him to carry on. His asshole was so tight it took his breath away.

"Suzaku..."

"Just... fuck me... you idiot.."

Gino couldn't help but smile at something of the usual Suzaku coming out, in such an unusual situation. He pushed Suzaku's trembling thighs wider so that he could see all of him laid out there on the mattress, and began to move against him. Suzaku's eyes were tight shut at first, his eyebrows knit together fiercely at Gino's initial rough intrusion, but as his expression softened along with his body, his eyes as they opened again filled with hazy lust. Gino lent in, kissed him again as Suzaku wrapped his arms around Gino's neck and held him close. When Gino pressed himself in deeply, Suzaku's moan was primarily of pleasure.

It wasn't Lelouch's slender, fragile body clasped in his arms, but somehow Gino's broad, warm torso was comforting despite not being what he wanted. Suzaku clung on tightly, gasping as Gino thrust into him with conviction now after his initial hesitation. Panting made his mouth dry and the taste of stale alcohol even more prominent. His head still swam and his limbs felt shaky, but it barely registered caught up in the overriding sensations of twinned pain and pleasure. Gino withdrew, rolling Suzaku over onto his stomach then spreading and entering him again. It was even deeper now. Suzaku gripped the pillow beneath his flushed cheek as Gino kissed the back of his sweat dampened neck.

"Ahh... Suzaku... I never thought... your body would be... so amazing..." Gino panted right against his ear. "I'm... going to come... soon..."

Suzaku swayed dizzily as Gino hoisted him upright and back into his lap, whilst still remaining fully penetrated, but he was in no danger of falling. Gino held him firmly around his waist with one arm, while he took hold of Suzaku's cock with the other. He part pushed up into Suzaku, partly encouraged him to move a little himself. Somehow through his drunken haze he felt slightly strange and brazen like this... it was something Lelouch would never initiate. Lelouch didn't usually speak as much either.

"Are you close too...?" Gino whispered, nibbling at his neck and shoulder while he rubbed Suzaku's length, briskly, varying the tightness of his grip. Suzaku could only moan in consent.

Moments later it was too much, the fingers tightened around his throbbing cock, Gino thrusting so deeply inside him, and he cried out loudly as he ejaculated in hot, gushing spasms over his stomach and thighs, his twitching muscles clamping down on Gino beneath him. Gino's arm tightened around his ribs and he gave a long, low groan as his own orgasm arced up into Suzaku's insides. Suzaku very nearly swooned but Gino held him as the tremors passed, then lay him carefully back down against the mattress as he pulled out. He lay, panting softly, his eyes glazed again, brimming with unshed tears. Gino stroked his hair away from his forehead.

"Suzaku... I didn't hurt you... did I?" he said softly, with real concern.

"You did... nothing wrong... Gino..." Something like a smile ghosted over Suzaku's lips.

"Come, have another drink and then get some sleep". Gino supported him as he drank thirstily from the glass of water on the bedside table. He drew the covers up around their naked bodies and pulled Suzaku close, fitting his body against Suzaku's as he drifted to sleep facing away from him. He said something, so very very softly that Gino didn't really catch it, but it had sounded like...

Lulu...