Happiness In Slavery

CODE 6

Bathed, dressed and breakfasted a couple of hours later, Schneizer sat in the Main Governmental Office, surrounded by documents and papers, bills, rulings, meetings, court cases, and the many many other tedious things he had would have to review and sign off before they could be passed down the appropriate channels into other departmental offices. He started at them blankly.

Could it be that Lelouch genuinely didn't know anything else? Or was it worth pursuing that line of inquiry just a little further. There really weren't many other options. Lelouch had had the most contact with Codename CC prior to his capture. Kururugi had confirmed that when he captured Zero the only other person present had been a different girl, a classmate who was part of the Black Knights. It was very possible that she had also been in close contact with CC and would have made a good candidate for extensive interrogation, had she not fled the scene while Kururugi apprehended Zero. It was very very unfortunate. Her being free was another major liability.

He pondered if there was anything more to gain from playing Kururugi off against Lelouch a little longer, as much for his own amusement as for any further information it might yield. The tension between them was thick enough to cut with a knife, repressed love, hatred, guilt, lust, shame, fear. Far more arousing than just playing around with Lelouch himself. So maybe it was time to loosen the reins, give his horses head, and see where they led him...


Suzaku had almost gotten used to the military routine again when he received the next dreaded order to report to Schneizer's private office. Since the message was delivered in the morning he had the whole day to to stew, to fret, to imagine any number of possible, awful outcomes of this impending appointment. The first meeting had taught him what it meant to expect the unexpected.

He was annoyed at himself as he stood before the office door, trembling a little, sick to the bottom of his stomach with unease when he should have been stolid, defiant, determined not to let Britannia undermine him in any way, shape or form. He raised his knuckles to the door, hesitated again, and then rapped loudly.

At least five minutes passed in silence. No command came from within, no voices, no movement at all. Suzaku knocked again, slightly louder, and waited.

Nothing.

Suzaku's eyebrows drew together in a confused and suspicious frown. Had he gotten the time wrong? No, definitely not, the order had been for 20:00 hours and Suzaku had arrived promptly. Minutes passed. It had to be getting on for maybe quarter past, and yet he stood, hesitating in the deserted and darkened hallway. Somehow he knew instinctively that Schneizer was not the type to forget appointments.

And so he was not altogether surprised when, on trying the handle, the unlocked door swung open. He stepped cautiously into the room, illuminated by only a couple of side lamps rather than the much brighter, overhead chandeliers, and closed the door quietly behind him. Schneizer's desk sat unoccupied, tidy and bereft of anything that would suggest that he had been called away on some urgent matter which would account for his absence and the unlocked door. Suzaku scanned the room for anything that seemed out of place, in his sweep taking in the door at the far end, the entrance that had lead him to unspeakable horrors before and then, he wasn't even aware that he had moved until he was stood practically before it. The silence seemed to ring in his ears, shrill white noise that still rose above the dull thud of his heartbeat. The door handle felt ice cold in his clammy palm as he gripped it and pushed down. It moved without resistance, unlocked, and this door too whispered quietly open.

The bedchamber was also cloaked mainly in darkness. The flickering candlelight was concentrated around one focal point, one centerpiece, the huge fourposter bed, it's rich red drapes turned deep crimson in the dim glow. Small, but unknown sounds finally broke the oppressive silence but their strange nature only heightened Suzaku's apprehension. He held his breath as he approached.

Suzaku took in what he saw piece by disturbing piece. Lelouch lay on his back on the rich red sheets, his body in almost continual motion, writhing against some unknown paroxysm of sensation, his limbs flung wide to the four corners of the bed, where they were held, wrists and ankles, by leather cuffs that were chained to each of the bedposts. Beside the muffled moaning that served as the only way the prince could vocalize his agony through the gag, Suzaku could now hear soft buzzing, in a weird sort of harmony, several sources of buzzing. The loudest of these sounds came from the most instantly noticeable and somehow most obscene decoration of a small pair of bright pink, bullet shaped... things... secured with criss-crossed strips of tape over both of his nipples. Incredulous, Suzaku touched one gingerly and recoiled almost as if he had received an electric shock, but it was merely the tickley sensation of an intense vibration. Rubbing his fingers absently against his shirt, his gaze crept haltingly down over Lelouch's chest and stomach, his hips.

Although everything else in his body language spoke of pain rather than pleasure, Lelouch was very much erect beneath the bindings that secured yet another, much longer vibrating shape firmly against the underside of his cock. Below that there had been tightened a small, pink noose-like piece of plastic. Suzaku creased his brow in bewilderment before settling on the weird explanation that it was restricting blood flow and preventing Lelouch from losing his erection. Two other bandages, one wrapped around each of his thighs, held only small, rectangular boxes, from each of these snaked a thin wire, both of which seemed to disappear under his body. Or...

Suzaku looked guiltily back at Lelouch's face, almost embarrassed on Lelouch's behalf that he should be witnessed in such a perverse state, and anticipating the awkward moment that their eyes would meet. He was very close now, but it still somehow seemed that Lelouch hadn't even noticed that Suzaku was there. He leaned in and placed his palm against Lelouch's flushed cheek and turned his head slightly more toward him. Lelouch stared at him though his one eye vacantly, the pupil so dilated that the iris seemed reduced to an impossibly thin violet ring barely encircling it.

“Lelouch!”

Suzaku cried out in alarm, scrabbling quickly to remove the gag from his mouth. His chin and the side of his neck ran wet with saliva. He supported the frail boy's head carefully even as he continued to squirm.

“Lelouch, it's me. Suzaku!” He cried in a small, panicked voice. “Lelouch, say something. What has he done to you?”

“Su...zaku..” mercifully, something came back to Lelouch's slack expression that proved he had genuinely recognized his friend and wasn't just emptily echoing Suzaku's words. But he looked so absolutely out-of-it. “Suzaku... help me..” his chest hitched with breathless exertion as he pulled on his retrains, his back arching obscenely off of the mattress as he pushed against it with his bare feet.

Unsure of what to do first, Suzaku pulled the tape strips as carefully as he could from Lelouch's delicate skin, removing the little vibrating bullets from his chest and chucking them onto the floor where they continued to hum even louder, clattering against the hard floor. It was in doing this that that Suzaku caught sign of the smudge of blood on the inside of Lelouch's left elbow. Leaning over further, he pinned Lelouch's arm down, keeping it still so he could better inspect the wounds... fresh needle tracks over pale blue veins, fresh and still oozing slightly.

“Lelouch...” Suzaku looked with wide, worried green eyes back at the prince. “Schneizer injected you with something” he tried to speak calmly and clearly but his words were coming out just a little too fast. “Can you remember that? Did he say what it was??” Lelouch merely gazed back, imploringly, seemingly uncomprehending.

“No! Don't leave... me..” His voice slightly slurred, Lelouch made a grab at his hand as Suzaku started to get to his feet. Suzaku could feel the weird tremors of Lelouch's agitated state passing through his weak but desperate grip.

“Lelouch, I can't free you unless you let me go and look for the keys, or a screwdriver or something. Just stay calm. If I can get you out we can go to the medical bay...”

“Help me!” Lelouch's unnaturally wide eyes were eerily heartbreaking combined with his pathetic pleading. It was something he had never ever seen in Lelouch before, so out of character from his usually restrained and dignified self. Not even in any previous throes of passion had he ever looked quite so... wanton. But was that just because of the way he had been... presented so....

“Lelouch!!” Suzaku nearly shouted in his frustration, making Lelouch recoil from the harsh sound. He shook himself out of Lelouch's grasp.

“Please...” Lelouch whispered in the tiniest voice as tears welled up and spilled quickly down his cheeks. “Fuck me. I can't come... and it... hurts..”

It was like time had stopped and stood still as Suzaku stood, agape at what he had heard. Then in a split second of white-hot anger he whirled around and strode out across the room.

“Fuck you, Schneizer, just.. FUCK ...YOU!” he shrieked , turning this way and that, glaring anywhere that he suspected there was hidden camera. He was beyond caring what sort of punishment he would incur by addressing the Second Prince in such a way. “This is so fucking WRONG ... stop fucking messing with us!! WHY? What do you FUCKING... WANT ...FROM... ME!!! His voice cracked on the last words and with a hitched sob, he sank to his knees.

Gradually, he was pulled from his private world of grief by a voice calling softly behind him, calling his name.

“Su...zaku...”

He looked blearily through wet eyes back over his shoulder, back towards the bed, to Lelouch slightly propped up on his elbows, pulling against his chains, looking searchingly into the darkness where he sat. Slowly, Suzaku stood. In the center of the room, he was almost perfectly equidistant from both the bed, and the door leading from the room. The door beckoned suddenly, forcefully, coaxing him toward the comfort of simply being able to walk away, leave this torturous facade behind, leave Schneizer to his sick fun and games. To forget Lelouch, to recall what he still believed deep down, that he was only reaping what he deserved for the things he had done. Just return to trying to find his way to cure the cancer within the Empire.. somehow...

Beside the bed once more, Suzaku looked down at Lelouch where he lay before him, a deeply troubled look etched into features too young to wear such a world weary expression. Haltingly, hesitantly, his fingers rose to his shirt collar and unfastened the first button, then the next down, and the next, until it slipped down his shoulders and whispered down to the floor. Lelouch watched as if in a trance, his eyes clouded still by whatever chemically induced dreamworld he was adrift in. Onc he was as naked as Lelouch he climbed carefully, gently onto the bed and lay down beside him, pressing his exhausted soul against that thin, shuddering frame. His eyes closed as he gave a long sigh, as tired as a dying breath, disturbing the silky tendrils of Lelouch's dark hair.

“Why did any of this have to happen...”

“I... love you...”

Suzaku's eyes opened at this, but when he spoke his tone was flat.

“Don't, Lelouch... the drugs are talking... not you...” But even as the words left his mouth the space between them lessened, and was gone as their lips touched.


*-*-*


“I still feel like I'm dreaming...” Lelouch nestled against Suzaku, his head laid against his chest, listening to the steady thrum of the heart beating within. “I'd convinced myself that I had lost you forever”.

“So much was taken away from us so quickly...” Suzaku gazed out of the window at the sun setting across the gardens as he ran his fingers through Lelouch's hair. “I lost my father and then, when you and Nanali were taken away... I lost a brother and sister too. I thought you were dead... but you were just hidden, all this time.”

“The Academy is a prison in a way, where I hide under a false name. But as prisons go... I could have done a lot worse” Lelouch smiled a little at his own words as he thought about Rivalz, Shirley, Milly.

“I really like it here, the classes are interesting and I have real friends now...”

Lelouch laughed.

“Liking lessons is taking it a bit too far.”

“Well you go and join the army in my place then and see how long you last before you wish you were in class instead” Suzaku shoved him playfully. “ And you have early homeroom tomorrow, if I make sure you go to bed now then you can't use oversleeping as an excuse a second time”.

“For every one of my excuses that you foil, I will think of a thousand more” Lelouch said cockily as he stood and left the room. Suzaku watched him leave with an amused grin, before getting up himself, stretching widely, and turning off the lights as he followed behind.


“I should have known that you had an ulterior motive for this 'early night'” Lelouch gasped in the moment's respite he had from Suzaku's ardent kisses. Suzaku pretended to look hurt.

“I have no idea what you're trying to imply” he said innocently, nibbling Lelouch's neck as he unbuttoned Lelouch's pajama suit top and slid his hands inside. Lelouch moaned as Suzaku rubbed his thumbs across his nipples, teasing them into small erect peaks, and made a grab at Suzaku's groin in retaliation. Suzaku mostly avoided the clumsy swipe but Lelouch's fingers still managed to just brush over the tell-tale firmness beneath his pajama pants.

“I think that proves it” Lelouch goaded smugly “ You're worse than an animal”.

“Well, I guess I lack the benefit of good breeding” Suzaku scooted closer to Lelouch on the bed and pressed the erect cock beneath the cloth of his pants against the outside of Lelouch's thigh.

“Dishonest and of base instincts” Lelouch grabbed one of Suzaku's wrists, removing his hand from his chest and placing it against his own throbbing cock instead, before pressing his mouth against Suzaku's in a long, passionate kiss. Suzaku responded with equal ferocity, bearing down on Lelouch, pinning him back against the pillows, rubbing himself desperately against his body as he reached inside the elasticated waistband of Lelouch's pants and grabbed him tightly.

“Complain all you like...” Suzaku whispered, moving his hand quickly, firmly as Lelouch threw back his head and groaned, arching his back and fairly pushing his hips at Suzaku.

It was so good, Lelouch felt like his whole body was simply dissolving with the pleasure. Suzaku sensed his excitement and quickened, but suddenly Lelouch grabbed and stopped his hand and sat up. Suzaku looked confused and worried for a second, as though he had dome something wrong, but Lelouch's eyes were still filled with that same burning desire.

“Suzaku... Suzaku...” A cute, pink flush broke out over his sharp cheekbones as he hesitated over what he evidently wanted to say. “It's time we.. we should... I mean... I want you to...” It was almost laugh out loud funny watching him struggle to be dignified when he was obviously so heated. “...with me... to me...” With a grin, Suzaku put him out of his misery.

“I would be honored to make love to you, My Prince” he said softly, taking Lelouch's hand and kissing it gently, cracking up inside as Lelouch blushed even harder.

-

Suzaku lay over Lelouch, chest to chest, kissing again and pressing their aching cocks together. Unprepared as he was for Lelouch's sudden request, luckily he had quickly located a bottle of baby oil in the bathroom dresser, and eagerly poured a good quantity of it over his and Lelouch's groins. He was really enjoying the new and exotic sensation of his skin being so smooth and slippery but Lelouch was a little less impressed, at first anyway.

“How am I going to explain the state of my bed when...”

Suzaku pressed a finger to Lelouch's lips, silencing him.

“You should have thought of that before” he chided, gripping both of their slippery cocks together in one hand and stroking, creating a sensation so intense Lelouch had practically seen stars.

Nudging Lelouch's legs apart a little further, Suzaku slid deft fingers down the inside of Lelouch's thigh and ran them lightly back and forth between Lelouch's slick buttocks, only just ghosting them over Lelouch's asshole. Lelouch gazed up at the ceiling. His breathing increased a little more when Suzaku then focused his ministrations, massaging in a gentle circular motion around Lelouch's tightly puckered entrance.

“Does that feel okay, Lelouch?” Suzaku asked with genuine curiosity.

“ It sorta... tickles a bit... it's good” he reassured the other boy.

“You still want to do this?” Suzaku said gently.

Lelouch gave a small smile and kissed Suzaku as he reached down between them and grasped Suzaku's penis, making him give out a quiet moan as Lelouch shifted himself into a more open position, placing the head of Suzaku's rigid erection against himself. He reached up and wrapped his arms around Suzaku's shoulders and drew him down, smearing oily fingerprints across his back.

Gentle as he tried to be, Lelouch still made a sharp intake of breath and dug his nails into Suzaku's skin as Suzaku slowly and shallowly penetrated him. He hesitated as Lelouch panted against his ear.

“Lulu...”

“Keep going” came the gasped reply.

Suzaku sank in by another couple of inches, wincing a little himself as he continued. He had never felt such a sensation before, it was tight, almost painfully so. And warm, And most importantly, it was Lelouch. He had Lelouch back and now they were closer than ever. Tears of joy prickled at the corners of his eyes.

Lelouch clung to him, trembling all the time as Suzaku sheathed himself completely. He pulled back out of Lelouch's arms just far enough so that he could look him in the face. His eyes glistened slightly at the edges too in the dim light, but whether it was the joy Suzaku felt, or pain, or both... he couldn't tell.

That first time had been gentle, hesitant, but intense. Suzaku had moved slowly, massaging Lelouch's cock with his free hand until by degrees, the tension in that slim body had eased enough for it's owner to better feel the unique pleasure pulsing though his nerves. The still, silent room seemed filled with their cries and gasps but there was no curious interruption from outside. They could have been the only two people in the world for all they cared at this moment in time.

Suzaku couldn't help but quicken as he felt his release closing in on him swiftly.

“Lelouch... I'm going to...come” he panted.

“I think... ah... I can... too... ah” Lelouch's flushed cheeks made him amusingly sexy and adorable at the same time. “Together...?” He clasped his hand over Suzaku's to better guide his timing.

Lelouch came first, twisting and crying out as his desire arched out over his stomach and ran down over his and Suzaku's interlaced fingers closed tightly around his twitching shaft. Suzaku came almost immediately after, caught completely off guard by the effect that Lelouch's orgasm had on his body, suddenly tensing up all over and clamping down on Suzaku's poor aching cock, making him feel like he was coming harder than he ever had before. He pressed himself against Lelouch and embraced him fiercely as as the last intense spasms passed.

When both had recovered their breath, Suzaku lifted himself carefully off of Lelouch, and sat down to the side. He looked guilty down at Lelouch, then whipped a handful of tissues out of the box beside the table and swept them over Lelouch's stomach.
“Lulu... I'm sorry... I hadn't meant to... come inside...”

“Suzaku...” Lelouch whispered. He caught hold of Suzaku's hand when he didn't stop, demanding his full attention. “That can wait...” Lelouch's violet eyes were beautiful... really beautiful... languid, satiated. Suzaku smoothed the stray strands of hair away from his delicate cheeks, kissed him, lay down beside him and held him close.

“I... love you Lelouch” he whispered drowsily, but by the steady rise and fall of Lelouch's chest, Suzaku knew he was already asleep.

*-*-*

Lelouch hissed in pained protest as Suzaku carefully unbound the larger vibrator from Lelouch's cock and discarded that too. The plastic tie he left in place. Parting Lelouch's legs to get a better view of what was happening down there, he had a fairly good idea of what was making Lelouch squirm so much. He grasped the pink plug neatly stoppering up Lelouch's ass and slid it through the tense ring of his anus quite carefully, since he had no idea how wide it was from the outside and didn't want to hurt Lelouch... unnecessarily. Ripping the attached battery pack off of Lelouch's thigh, he deposited the whole sticky device on the bed beside him, where it made him jump a little by suddenly speeding up the rate of its vibrations. He wondered for a moment if removing it had set something off but then he saw the battery pack had a switch, with settings marked 'on', 'off' and the selected option 'cycle'. Clever. Tugging on the other wire that disappeared inside he removed a final pair of twin bullet vibrators. Small wonder Lelouch was in such a state with all this going off at different rates on and within him, anyone would be pretty twitchy. There really wasn't any limit to Schneizer's depraved treatment of his brother.

Lelouch lay still at last, feeling paralyzed by his exhaustion. The weird residual buzzing feeling throughout his body lingered even though the sources had gone. He started with surprise as he felt fingers against his face, and then blinked as unexpectedly, he found himself graced with the return of his full vision. Suzaku looked at him with something like sadness.

Even Lelouch's Geass seemed dim and weakened under the effect of the drugs, but although there was no way to know if it affected his ability, Suzaku knew that he was already safe from it.

“Was it really worth it, Lelouch, all this?” Lelouch looked at him dumbly.

He did however, cry out as Suzaku slid his cock between his slick buttocks and thrust deep inside him. He pulled on his cuffs as though he meant to hold Suzaku, but was denied as the chains drew tight. Suzaku gripped Lelouch's hips as he fucked. The Prince panted raggedly. Reaching down, Suzaku only released the tie around Lelouch's straining erection as his own orgasm approached. It literally only took the barest brush of his fingers against Lelouch's tortured organ and he came with enough force to splatter his seed up over Suzaku's chest as well as his own. Suzaku shot his own offering into Lelouch's quivering rectum.

“And now we wait.” He whispered miserably as he laid his cheek against Lelouch's heaving chest, listening to the rush of his breath, the thrumming beat of his heartbeat as it slowed, returning to normal little by little, marking off the time that was passing until Schneizer's inevitable return.