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_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
______________________________how can he expect his subordinates to follow?

Lelouch knew that his plan was working. He could feel Suzaku squirming under him, and it was just so much sweeter that way. For someone like Suzaku, it was easy to find out where they were move vulnerable. For Suzaku, it was the feeling of love. With Euphy gone, and being alone in the world, his body, if anything, was craving attention. That was where Lelouch came in.

It was so easy to read through the deprived male, and Lelouch just had to play his part perfectly. He could see in Suzaku's eyes that he was wavering about his ideals and the facts that his friend just gave him. Looking at him now, he remembered why they were friends to begin with. Suzaku's eyes when they were soft could make Lelouch calm down almost instantly. However, lately, he hadn't seen those eyes in a long time.

~“L-Lelouch, I... I don’t understand.”~

He was being a little too adorable for Lelouch's taste, but this was the chance he was waiting for.

All of Suzaku's movements only helped Lelouch know that his plan was working. He just had to keep playing his role a little more. His hand gripped Suzaku's hair tighter and then released a few times as he felt Suzaku lean down closer to him. All this weight was probably not the best thing for his wound right now, but he was going to try and ignore it, or at least, not let Suzaku notice.

He leaned his head up slowly, only to have it back down against the floor as Suzaku deepened the kiss. So he was really getting into it? He gently bit Suzaku's tongue as it tried to invade his mouth, but ultimately gave into the male, allowing him passage. He attempted to move the hand on Suzaku's back around but failed miserably.

He slowly pulled away from the kiss as he looked up at Suzaku. It had to be impossible for Suzaku to see anything in Lelouch's eyes with his geass burning. "S-Suzaku..." He whispered softly as he leaned up and nibbled on his friend's earlobe. "...the chains...I need them off. I can't feel you." He whispered through his teeth as he continued to play around Suzaku's ear, licking and nibbling around all the sensitive places. He would let Suzaku interpret the last sentence himself. To Lelouch, it meant that he was going to start losing feeling in his arms from the position they were in, but to Suzaku, he hoped it meant something a little more sexual to peak his curiosity.

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[L a w l i-P0P]

¤¤_________________________ “have you ever h a t e d anyone
__________________________________________________________________so much
_____________________________________________________ that you would want to
________________________________________________k i l l t h e m?”
_______________________○ ● Şůzακû Ҝũгûгυġĭ

The sensible fraction of Suzaku’s brain seemed to have abandoned him entirely, overridden by these new, complicated emotions arising as result of the sudden kiss. He couldn’t see it for what it was – a clever change of tactics from the mind of a brilliant strategist; rather, the schoolboy inside of him was trying to come up with explanations for Lelouch’s acting this way. Making excuses for him – and for himself, as well, for why he was returning the affection at all.

You’re disgusting, came the voice of reason Suzaku tried to suppress, but couldn’t really ignore this time around. Because he didn’t have a good excuse for his actions. Just because it felt good, just because he hadn’t been intimate with anyone in a long while, didn’t make it all right for him to do this. He really was horrible, reducing himself to this... He’d never been worthy of being Euphy’s Knight. Oh, God, what if she could see what was happening? The thought alone made Suzaku’s face burn in shame, because the worst thing of all was that Suzaku couldn’t even bring himself to pull away from Lelouch, to stop what was happening.

He could feel something wet soaking through his shirt. Blinking, Suzaku glanced down, eyes widening as he saw blood leaking through Lelouch’s stitches. “Lelouch,” he mumbled as the other broke the kiss, leaning back and to the side so as not to put pressure on the wound.

Suzaku’s breath hitched in his throat as Lelouch bit down on his earlobe, one of the more sensitive places of his body. A trill of pleasure made him shiver; he felt the blood rush to his cheeks, as well as down to his groin.


“The chains... I need them off. I can’t feel you.”

The suggestive undertone of the statement made Suzaku’s throat run dry. He wetted his lips, an almost-silent groan escaping him as Lelouch continued to pay close attention to his ear. He met Lelouch’s gaze, still unreadable with the Geass symbol burning in place of the amethyst irises Suzaku used to cherish.

Lelouch’s plea sounded so earnest... Suzaku wanted to believe that his friend – former friend? – wouldn’t try anything against him, wanted to believe that this was Lelouch being genuine, being the Lelouch Suzaku actually cared about. For that Lelouch, Suzaku would do anything. Which was why, after a long moment of hesitation, Suzaku nodded his head and released Lelouch’s robes. He reached into the shirt he wore – part of Zero’s costume – and pulled out a chain out, on which hung a brass key.

Silently, he crawled over Lelouch again, taking hold of one of his hands and turning it over, finding the lock which held the shackle there in place. Seeing the angry red marks marring the pale skin, Suzaku winced, apologetic, and moved to the next wrist.

šсгəαµ, šсrəαµ, šсrəαµ
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You know I make you wanna rυη frσµ µə, baby

[Soranoo]

____❧ ❧ ❧ Ľεℓøu¢ħ vi βѓiταηηiα

_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
______________________________how can he expect his subordinates to follow?

Lelouch's plan was working perfectly. Suzaku...he was so simple minded that he couldn't see though this fake act. He knew his friend was still in there and this was the proof he was looking for. It was just too late. Suzaku had done something unforgivable. He could not just let him slide by now. He went back on the promise they made for his own selfish gain. He sacrified Britannia's happiness and peace just to seek revenge.

He was having trouble controlling himself. Suzaku was looking so adorable with all his blushing. It was even more adorable when he tried to hid it. So Lelouch was hitting all of Suzaku's spots. He supposed he could have some more fun with the male, just not right now. Everyone thought they were dead, so it shouldn't be a problem to mess with him like this. Maybe he could make Suzaku melt by his touches? Wouldn't that be a sight to see?

A soft smile appeared on Lelouch's face as he saw his comment made Suzaku act just how he wanted him to. His simple minded friend would never see past his scheme until it was too late. He'd have to ignore his wounds for now, at least until he was free.

So that's where the key was. He knew Suzaku had to have it on him. He wasn't smart enough to hide it in a place where it was impossible for Lelouch to get free. Everything was going perfect. Once his one wrist was free, he rotated it slightly trying to get feeling back. He lowered his hand and placed it on Suzaku's side, waiting patiently for his other wrist to be unlocked as well. It wouldn't be long now. His eyes watched Suzaku carefully as the next shackle was unlocked. Perfect...

In that moment, he gripped Suzaku by the shoulders and rolled him over to switch positions so that he was now on top. He gave a slight smirk as he leaned down and basically smashed his lips against Suzaku's. His legs tightened next to his friend's side, applying pressure to Suzaku's lower hips with his own. The boy had to be completely taken over with emotions.

It was then he switched tactics! While Suzaku was distracted, he followed Suzaku's arm with the key in it and trailed his hand to his, using his fingers to seem like he was teasing him and wiggle the key into his hand. His other hand did the same thing, but in one instant motion, he snapped the shackle around Suzaku's right wrist. This was his punishment. He pulled back, having a wider smirk on his face.

"You're still so easy to take advantage of."

He quickly rose to his feet to get out of Suzaku's reach. The tables have been turned. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small white container and revealing his special contacts. "I can't go anywhere with geass symbols in my eyes now can I?" He said with a teasing tone. Carefully, he put both of his contacts in, blinking a few times and revealing to Suzaku his amethyst irises that the boy had to miss.

"I'll just let you cool down and chill a bit down here. I believe I'm in need of new clothes, something to eat, and my wound re-bandaged. Let's see how you like being treated like your worthless by your friend...wait I'm sorry, your worst enemy." He said as he twirled the key around his finger as if to taunt him.

__________Those without power. . .
_______________Seek us!

_______________________Those with power. . .
____________________________Fear us!

[L a w l i-P0P]

¤¤_________________________ “have you ever h a t e d anyone
__________________________________________________________________so much
_____________________________________________________ that you would want to
________________________________________________k i l l t h e m?”
_______________________○ ● Şůzακû Ҝũгûгυġĭ

Suzaku didn’t know what he was expecting to happen. After he unlocked the shackle restraining Lelouch’s other arm, he waited, somewhat nervous yet undeniably excited to see where things would progress. Another one of Suzaku’s weak points had to be not bothering to plan in advance. He rushed into things without thinking, without knowing what the end result would be – and usually, since it came out in his favor, he didn’t care. But this time his carelessness would be his downfall, for he was playing against someone far more cunning; someone who calculated every move several steps ahead of time.

So really, Suzaku shouldn’t have been surprised when, after the chains fell to the floor, Lelouch sprang into action, reversing their positions. But it did take him off guard, a soft grunt escaping him as the back of his head connected none too gently with the stone floor – not hard enough to cause any real damage, but still a painful. Luckily, there was an immediate kiss to distract him from the discomfort. Suzaku responded to it much more eagerly than the previous few, arching his neck to press his lips back against Lelouch’s, one of his hands moving to wrap around the other’s waist only to be stopped by Lelouch’s own hand, which lowered his arm back to the ground and slid up it, covering Suzaku’s hand with his own.

A groan escaped him, the noise swallowed up by Lelouch’s mouth, as Lelouch pressed down on his hips, the friction sending a delicious wave of pleasure through his body. He lifted his hips off the ground, his mind shutting down completely with the exception of one thought: finding a way to feel that pleasure again.

Something cold snapping around his wrist broke Suzaku of that desire, if only momentarily. Disoriented from the jumbled emotions and fog of pleasure clouding his mind, Suzaku blinked, meeting Lelouch’s gaze inquisitively before turning his head to the side. The shackle that had previously adorned Lelouch’s wrist was now fastened around his own. One glance in the opposite direction revealed that he no longer held on to the key that was his only means of freeing himself.

“L...Lelouch,” he murmured, not understanding what was going on – or, once he caught sight of the ugly smirk on Lelouch’s face and the sick feeling in the pit of his stomach gave him a decent idea of what was going on, he didn’t want to accept it. Didn’t want to accept he’d been fool enough to fall into this trap, this obvious – now that he looked back on it – trap.

“You’re still so easy to take advantage of.”

A new type of fire ignited within Suzaku’s veins. Face burning in what was a mixture of residual arousal, anger, and humiliation, Suzaku fumbled to his feet, attempting to lunge at the other male, only to be stopped by the chain that pulled on his arm. “Lelouch,” he growled, unable to believe this was happening – that he’d allowed this to happen. How could he have been so stupid? So naive? For once he’d held the upper hand against Lelouch, and like a fool he’d practically given it away; let Lelouch manipulate him again.

God, he should have killed him. No, no, that would have been far too merciful. He should have beaten him. That’s what he should have done the moment he entered the cell and found Lelouch had regained consciousness. The worst thing he could have done was allow Lelouch to speak; Lelouch’s words were like poison, entering Suzaku and destroying any sensible thought. He didn’t need Geass to bend peoples’ wills; he was manipulative enough on his own, he always had been. And Suzaku... brainless Suzaku, naive Suzaku, never, never learned.

Suzaku tried ignoring the stab of betrayal – after all the times they’d hurt each other in the past, this really should be nothing. Nonetheless, the way Lelouch tricked him... and after Suzaku was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt, in hopes that he hadn’t become an entirely rotten person and some of that initial goodness had still been preserved...

“You can’t be serious... Everyone thinks you’re dead!” Lelouch wouldn’t jeopardize their plan now, would he? Just to spite him? Because the world did believe the Demon King to indeed be dead, slain and body deposited by Zero, and now their dream of a peaceful world would come to fruition. Lelouch wouldn’t ruin that now... Meeting Lelouch’s eyes – he’d replaced the contacts, and now they were the stunning amethyst Suzaku remembered; his heart clenched as he thought of how they were a lie, just like everything else that made up this monster before him. “If anyone sees you... you’ll ruin everything!”

šсгəαµ, šсrəαµ, šсrəαµ
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You know I make you wanna rυη frσµ µə, baby

[Soranoo]

____❧ ❧ ❧ Ľεℓøu¢ħ vi βѓiταηηiα

_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
______________________________how can he expect his subordinates to follow?

Everything was perfect. Suzaku saw nothing coming, and that's how he wanted it to be. The young male was so entranced by the feelings of lust, he couldn't think about anything else, including his own friend betraying him. He never was one for thinking things through. Ever since they were kids, Suzaku was always the reckless one, while Lelouch always thought and planned out every move. They seemed to balance each other perfectly. Lelouch was right to assume that they would be the perfect team if put together.

It probably would of been smarter to lock both shackles around Suzaku's wrists, but he feared that with the boy's limberness that he wouldn't be able to move away quickly enough. Still, it was satisfying to see the boy still fixed to the wall.

By that time, the truth had set in and Suzaku knew it all too well. It was just a dirty scheme to get lose. Why would he, Lelouch vi Britannia, ever feel anything like that for another? It almost sickened him, and yet, it gave him a sad feeling as well.

~"Lelouch."~

Oooo, there was a voice he hadn't heard in a long time. He wondered how Suzaku felt being fixed to the wall like that To know that he had been fooled, tricked into letting this happened. His prey had turned the tables, and now, he was the one at Lelouch's mercy. "You look angry. Did you really think I'd feel anything like that for you? You're still just ignorant little Suzaku to me. You can't help but give into your own feelings of desire. Whereas for me, I've lost all emotions."

~"If anyone sees you...you'll ruin everything!"~

That was an odd statement for his former friend to make. It was Suzaku's fault that this was happening. If he would of just went with the plan in the first place, then Lelouch would be dead like he wanted to be, and none of this would be happening. Such a simple-minded fool. He gazed at Suzaku for a moment, and without saying a word, he walked up the stairs out of the dungeon. He knew he couldn't show himself, but he highly doubted that anyone would be in the places he needed to go. If he didn't take care of his wound soon, it was just going to cause him problems. In his mind, Suzaku needed some time alone to think about what had happened.

__________Those without power. . .
_______________Seek us!

_______________________Those with power. . .
____________________________Fear us!

[L a w l i-P0P]

¤¤_________________________ “have you ever h a t e d anyone
__________________________________________________________________so much
_____________________________________________________ that you would want to
________________________________________________k i l l t h e m?”
_______________________○ ● Şůzακû Ҝũгûгυġĭ

The mocking tone of Lelouch’s voice, in accompaniment of the ugly smirk on his face, helped Suzaku remember how he could ever feel so much hatred for another person. Fists clenching at his sides, he tried again to rush forward, fighting against the chains holding him back with all his strength. His attempts were futile, of course, and within a matter of seconds he seemed to come to terms with the idea that, for now, he was trapped. At least until Lelouch left – if he would indeed leave, and risk being spotted by someone in the palace – Suzaku couldn’t do anything but stand there, helpless.

“Did you really think I’d feel anything like that for you?”

No. Why would he? In all their time together – when they were friends, enemies, and something in between – Lelouch had never given any indication that he thought of Suzaku as anything more than an accomplice, at most. And really, even accomplice was stretching it. Lelouch had no reason to have feelings for him, with the many times Suzaku betrayed him in the past, and the same could be said about Suzaku having feelings for Lelouch.

If only he’d been smarter, if only he’d seen through this. How could he have allowed himself to be beguiled by a few nice words and a kiss or two? Wasn’t he stronger than that? He was no virgin, so it wasn’t the idea of having someone express that kind of interest in him that lured him in. Rather, it was the person. Lelouch. Could he really... Could he be that much of a fool, to fall for a pretty face?

“Forgive me,” he sneered, meeting Lelouch’s eyes defiantly even as he leaned against the wall of the cell, momentarily defeated. “I thought some part of you may have been human after all.” Shaking his head, he allowed his gaze to drop. “I was wrong.” Lelouch had given up his humanity the instant he decided to put on Zero’s mask, and ever since then any goodness in him had been destroyed. For reminding him of that, at least, Suzaku was grateful; now he knew never again to trust another word or flattering smile from the other man.

He didn’t look back up until he heard the clicking of heels against the stone floor, signaling Lelouch’s exit. Frowning, he watched the former emperor’s retreating back, wishing that looks could kill so he could burn a fatal hole right into the back of the other’s skull. Then he sighed, knowing he’d missed probably his only chance to kill Lelouch when he’d changed the plan for Zero Requiem. Now, he would have to live with the consequences – being at Lelouch’s mercy, should he return to the dungeon, until he found a way of escaping the shackles that bound him. Exasperatedly, he tugged at the chain again. They rattled in protest, but Suzaku kept jerking them insistently despite the uselessness of the action.

If only he kept a spare key on him. “Stupid,” he cursed himself, glaring daggers at the restraint around his wrist. Frowning, he pulled experimentally on it, trying to see if there was any way he could slide his wrist through it. Obviously this attempt was also a failed one. The manacle had been snug around Lelouch’s thin wrists, and around his own, thicker wrists they cut painfully tight into the skin. Suzaku bit down on his lip, determined not to give up, wondering if the shackle would break off if he hit it against something with enough force. Like Lelouch’s face. Or the wall, since Lelouch wasn’t there anymore...

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You know I make you wanna rυη frσµ µə, baby

[Soranoo]

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_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
______________________________how can he expect his subordinates to follow?

Lelouch smiled to himself, knowing Suzaku had to be feeling like the biggest fool in the world right now. It served him right for the treason he committed again someone who was suppose to be his friend. Still, the thought of leaving Suzaku alone down there made him unease. Was he actually feeling bad for leaving his friend alone?

He quietly made his way to one of the bathrooms. He knew his way around the palace pretty well and he also knew that this time of day, especially with what just happened, that there wouldn't be anyone around. It was too perfect for him. He quickly stripped himself of his robes. It was a shame. What a waste of silk.

He cringed as soon as he saw how sever his wound really was. Suzaku really did do a number on him. The cut was so neat and clean. He guessed he should thank Suzaku for having such swift reflexes. He carefully cleaned his wound and rebandaged it, not wanting it to get infected. He wasn't going to die twice for Britannia.

Next on the list was clothes. He couldn't walk around in only bandages and an arm full of bloodied clothes. He peaked into a couple rooms. A sweat drop appeared on his face as he realized what outfit he had found. Wouldn't this be ironic? It was the quickest thing he could find, and he was sure Suzaku wouldn't mind...maybe. He quickly pulled the outfit on as fast as he could, and darted out of the room. He didn't want to stay in one room too long, just in case someone was around.

The next thing on his mind was food. As he walked into the kitchen, he noticed some trays already made up. Probably for the new emperor of Britannia. Nunnally wouldn't mind if he just took one, right? There was plenty there for guests as well. With that notion in mind, he swiped a tray with a few sandwiches on them and made his way back down into the dungeon. Suzaku had to be hungry too. He couldn't just let his friend die either. After all, they were stuck with each other now.

"Hey! You awake? Stop sulking. I got something for you." He said in a forceful tone so if Suzaku was asleep, he'd be awake now. Lelouch appeared into site wearing none other than the Knight of Seven's outfit. Suzaku didn't need it anymore and he knew, if anything, Suzaku's clothes would fit him better. He threw his robes into a corner and away from them for now. He couldn't have his blood being found on them, so keeping them down here was the best idea.

"Eat..." He said in a softer voice as he picked up a sandwich triangle for Suzaku and held it over to him. He had another in his other hand that he was already munching on. "They're not poison. They were already made." He didn't need Suzaku rejecting him right now.

He also thought ahead this time. The key to unlock Suzaku's shackle was hanging on the inner wall of the stairs, so if Suzaku did try to restrain him with one arm, he wouldn't be able to get away at all, and Lelouch would be his only hope to get away. He wasn't going to fall for Suzaku's tricks. His mind wasn't that weak.

"Ironic isn't it? Zero and the Knight of Seven. I'm surprised you still had this laying around somewhere. Or maybe Nunnally put it up for you?" He sighed softly as he took another sandwich triangle and munched on it more. He didn't really know what else to say to Suzaku, it was just an awkward situation.

__________Those without power. . .
_______________Seek us!

_______________________Those with power. . .
____________________________Fear us!

[L a w l i-P0P]

¤¤_________________________ “have you ever h a t e d anyone
__________________________________________________________________so much
_____________________________________________________ that you would want to
________________________________________________k i l l t h e m?”
_______________________○ ● Şůzακû Ҝũгûгυġĭ

Suzaku didn’t know how much time had passed since Lelouch took leave of the dungeon, but he’d long since given up trying to free himself of the shackle holding him there. After so many failed attempts he’d exhausted himself both of ideas and the ability to care. Lelouch would come back – where else could he go, so soon after his supposed assassination? – and Suzaku would figure something out then. Of course, he knew Lelouch would not be fool enough to fall for any tricks or mind-games he might think up – not just because Lelouch was too smart, but Suzaku just wasn’t good with that sort of thing; anything he came up with would probably be transparent to anyone, not just Lelouch.

Sighing, he rested his head back against the wall. It was damp and hardly comfortable, but he was tired so it would do. Gradually emerald eyes fell shut, the former knight too tired from the events of the day to bother keeping them open. The cell was quiet, with exception of the faint dripping sound of water leaking from the ceiling somewhere.

Soon he felt himself drifting off, and as he was just about to cross the threshold of unconsciousness he heard the clicking of heels in the distance. Alert, Suzaku straightened against the wall, tempted to rise to his feet but deciding against it; it wasn’t as though he could really defend himself with one restrained arm, anyways. Besides, there wasn’t much Lelouch could even do to hurt him, physically. Suzaku closed his eyes, determined to ignore him; if anything, that would piss Lelouch off the most.

The sound of Lelouch’s voice made him frown very slightly – well, not so much his voice as the order the other had the gall to give him. As if he was anyone Suzaku would ever follow orders from (Geass notwithstanding). Suzaku may be chained to the wall, but that did not make him Lelouch’s prisoner.

“I got something for you.”

That piqued his interest. Despite himself, Suzaku cracked his eyes open, glaring up at Lelouch from under his bangs. Rather than the tray of food, Suzaku immediately focused on the other’s new clothing. He recognized it immediately. After all, they had belonged to him for so long. White suit, blue cape... A burning anger flared up inside of him, the brunette unable to believe Lelouch’s audacity – to actually wear his clothes, those which, while Suzaku wore, he served the Britannian Empire. The clothing of the Knight of Seven, which he’d sold his friend for in order to have the honor of wearing.

“You...” he seethed, his other eye flying open. So much for ignoring his presence. He tried to think of something to say, but he’d never had a way with words, and presently he found himself drawing a blank. He’d like to tell Lelouch to just go away, but that was out of the question. Neither of them could go anywhere. They were stuck with each other. And it was Suzaku’s own fault.

Setting his jaw, he focused on the sandwich Lelouch held out to him. What was this, pity? Did Lelouch feel bad for deceiving him? Suzaku doubted it; Lelouch didn’t feel things like guilt – actually, as he’d said himself, he didn’t feel anything. This was probably another trick in itself, or at the very least a test. Well, Suzaku wouldn’t fall for it.

Leaning forward, it seemed for a moment as though Suzaku would take the food. Then, locking eyes with the amethyst contacts Lelouch still wore, he swept at Lelouch’s hand, knocking it away and sending the sandwich to the floor. He was not stupid enough to reject the food – he was hungry, and who knew when he would receive another chance to eat? – but he didn’t want anything given to him by Lelouch. He was still just as stubborn as he had been as a child. The tray of sandwiches lay between them. Suzaku reached out, straining forward, but finally managed to reach the edge of the tray to pull it closer and take a sandwich for himself.

šсгəαµ, šсrəαµ, šсrəαµ
_______________
You know I make you wanna rυη frσµ µə, baby

[Soranoo]

____❧ ❧ ❧ Ľεℓøu¢ħ vi βѓiταηηiα

_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
______________________________how can he expect his subordinates to follow?

Lelouch could tell just by looking at Suzaku that his friend wasn't happy. Was it because he tricked him into believing the fake feeling he projected on to Suzaku, or was it because he looked pretty good in Suzaku's clothing? It didn't matter much to him, as long as everything went according to Lelouch's plan.

He was stuck in the world of the living now, and Suzaku was going to pay for it. His eyes caught his friend trying to reach for the tray. He was a stubborn one wasn't he? His first instinct was to pulled it away from the male, but instead he had a better idea.

He picked up the closest sandwich slice and walked closer to his friend. "Stop being stubborn. Unlike you, I don't plan to kill you and as long as I don't put you in any danger, you're going to remain a good little Suzaku. Now eat what I give you, or I'll force it in you." He was going to force it in him anyway.

He took a bite of the sandwich, bigger than he probably should and held it between his teeth. He then quickly moved forward, fixing Suzaku's one hand to the wall with one hand, hoping that would hold him long enough, and cupping his chin with the other as he kissed him again passing the food to the other's mouth a bit roughly.

He seemed to like it when he got to be intimate with his friend, so why deny him that? He was just inexperienced was all. He slowly pulled back and stared at the other male. He expected him to just spit out the food right away. Maybe he should of picked up the fruit tray instead. It would be easier to force feed him then.

"We're stuck with each other after all right? Try to make it enjoyable. I just don't trust you off those chains, but you don't need your freedom either. Sacrificing ourselves for the good of Britannia...do you regret it Suzaku?"

__________Those without power. . .
_______________Seek us!

_______________________Those with power. . .
____________________________Fear us!

[L a w l i-P0P]

¤¤_________________________ “have you ever h a t e d anyone
__________________________________________________________________so much
_____________________________________________________ that you would want to
________________________________________________k i l l t h e m?”
_______________________○ ● Şůzακû Ҝũгûгυġĭ

As Lelouch approached, Suzaku became wary, eyeing the other male distrustfully as he leaned further away from him. After the way Lelouch tricked him, he didn’t want to be anywhere near him. There was already a bad taste in his mouth, an effect of remembering the way he’d allowed Lelouch to kiss him, take advantage of him – and it was impossible not to think abut it, with Lelouch drawing closer to him, those damnable lips smirking at him.

“Don’t speak to me like a pet,” he bristled, incensed at how Lelouch phrased his words as though talking to a dog. Like Suzaku would just wag his tail and obey any command from him.

He would have said more, but the words died in his throat as Lelouch took hold of his wrist and pinned it against the wall behind them. Almost simultaneously his eyes widened and narrowed, becoming hard with the indignation he felt at being virtually helpless. Lelouch had always been physically weaker than him; Suzaku was sure he could free the arm Lelouch was holding without even needing to try – but with his other arm still chained to the wall, having one good hand was just as useless as being entirely restrained.

A shudder coursed down his spine in response to the hand that cupped his chin. He tried to turn his head away but Lelouch’s mouth was on his own before he even had the chance, rendering him frozen momentarily. When he came back to his senses, he registered something being passed into his mouth – the sandwich Lelouch made a show of taking a bite from only seconds prior. Suzaku, mortified by the very idea of being force-fed (and by Lelouch, of all people), flushed darkly and finally wrenched away, breaking the contact of their lips.

True to Lelouch’s expectations, Suzaku spat out the food as soon as he was able – aiming at Lelouch’s face, though falling short; the sandwich fell silently to the ground and Suzaku glared at it hatefully.

Did he regret sacrificing himself for the good of Britannia? In a way, yes; he hated that he would never again be able to live as himself – that, to the rest of the world, Kururugi Suzaku was dead, and even worse than that he’d died viewed as a traitor by practically the entire world population. But as a result, Japan was now free, and peace was achieved. Even with the sacrifices made, Suzaku didn’t regret his part in bringing peace to the world.

But he also knew there would have been no need to resort to such extremes, if not for Lelouch in the first place. Without looking up at the other man, he gave his honest answer. “The only thing I regret is not having killed you back on Kaminejima.”

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_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
______________________________how can he expect his subordinates to follow?

Lelouch gave a soft laugh as he observed Suzaku. He was acting like a little kid. Was it that unbearable to stay around him or was it that he was still sore that he let his emotions get the best of him? It didn't matter to Lelouch. It was obvious that he had won, and Suzaku lost. It was checkmate, and now it was time for Lelouch to claim his reward.

~"Don't speak to me like a pet."~

Oh...he could do much more than just speak to him that way. It was quite fun just teasing his friend in such ways. He felt like he needed to mess with him a bit more. After all, his friend was rejecting everything else he offered. "That's such a waste, Suzaku. You should be happy I'm feeding you. After all, you didn't bother to get me anything." He said as he leaned in forward again and smirked.

Suzaku had to hate him so much right now, but it couldn't be helped. He was already going to hell after everything he had done and sins he had committed. He might as well might life worthwhile now. He stared at this friend, who seemed to be deep in thought about the question he had asked. Was it really that hard of a question? While it was true that you can't weigh the life of one person against a nation, it still completely sucked being that one person left out. Giving up his own life, to save a nation and yet, here he was...still alive. How would that look? If anything, Suzaku should regret not going through with the plan in the first place.

~"The only thing I regret is not having killed you back on Kaminejima."~

That was a bit harsh. Some friend he had, but he supposed that word friend didn't apply to them anymore. With that thought in mind, he quickly leaned forward and captured Suzaku's lips in his own again. If it repulsed him so much, then Suzaku would fight back, except this time, Lelouch was going to make him want it. He'd make him listen to him and whimper at his touch. Suzaku was in for his punishment for disobeying his orders!

He quickly placed his leg in between Suzaku's, as he pressed his knee upwards against him slowly. His hand still gripped to Suzaku's wrist, while the other moved from his chin back to his hair, gripping a nice handful. His touch should make Suzaku melt in due time.

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That was partially true. He hadn’t brought anything for Lelouch to eat or drink while he’d had the other in chains – but that wasn’t out of a malicious desire to watch Lelouch starve. In his own defense, Suzaku’s main preoccupation had been keeping Lelouch alive after the many risks he took during Zero Requiem. And while his intentions were not entirely noble, that still counted for something. Even if he had brought food to him, Suzaku knew, Lelouch would have initially rejected it – just as Suzaku did now. Suzaku hated to admit it, but they were very much alike in that way. Stubborn to the end, and that was why they were in this ever-worsening predicament.

Refusing to even dignify Lelouch with an answer, Suzaku turned his face away. With Lelouch’s hand still on his chin he was met with resistance, but he did manage. He decided to go back to his original plan of keeping silent. Lelouch wanted to get a rise out of him, and he knew just what buttons to press in order to do so, so the best way to spite him would be to act unresponsive. No matter what elements of his past the other dredged up, he had to try his best to ignore them at least for right now.

With this resolve in mind, Suzaku set his lips into a firm, thin line and stared blankly at the wall across from him.

As always, Lelouch didn’t make it easy for him. Suzaku tried not to react as his mouth was covered once again by his former friend’s. Rather than fighting against the unwanted touch, as he was sure Lelouch wanted him to do, Suzaku’s lips were slack. He didn’t know anyone who could get enjoyment from an unresponsive partner; he was hoping Lelouch wouldn’t be an exception to this and would back off once he realized Suzaku wasn’t interested in playing this game.


But Lelouch never backed down. Suzaku knew that better than anyone, and yet it still shocked him when he felt a knee wedge between his legs. The brunette stiffened, a gasp trapped in his throat, just barely audible as Lelouch rubbed his leg up and down against Suzaku’s groin. Unbidden, a blush spread across his cheeks. Trying to act unresponsive now when his traitorous body was so obviously responding to Lelouch would be pointless.

Suzaku glared at the other, hating him for being able to reduce him to this – and hating himself even more for not being strong enough to resist. What was the matter with him? How could Lelouch do this to him, and without barely any effort at all?

“You’re sick,” he growled against Lelouch’s mouth as he felt a hand grasp a fistful of his hair. The sting of someone tugging on the strands should have taken him out of this stupor, but instead Suzaku only felt another trill of pleasure. Maybe other people were right when they called him a masochist. How could he actually enjoy this? It was humiliating, disgusting – or at least, it should be. He shouldn’t be standing there, quivering under Lelouch’s touch, craving more of those lips. Lelouch was sick for doing this to him, but Suzaku was even more sick for actually taking pleasure from it.

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You know I make you wanna rυη frσµ µə, baby

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_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
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Lelouch didn't like how Suzaku was acting so indifferent towards him. Before he tricked him into letting him unlock his shackles he was all for something like this. Same old Suzaku, he was always so difficult when it came to matters like this. He'd make sure that the other male payed for his actions against him. Suzaku would not get a free chance this time. He'd make him submit to him in every possible way, and when that was done, they'd be able to leave this place and start a new life.

Suzaku would never agree with leaving. He had to be Zero, but that was easy enough to do. Deep down, Lelouch didn't want to be alone either. Maybe he could contact CC somehow. Knowing that witch, she probably already knew that he was alive. He wouldn't put it past her.

"You're sick..."

Oh...was he now? His smile curved into more of a sadistic smirk. He'd show him what sick really was. "I'm sick? You're the one who kept someone alive just to torment them for eternity. You're the on getting the pleasure from all of this. Just attempt your desires and it will be so much easier on you." He knew Suzaku though. His former friend did not give up or give in that easily. The only way out of here was through him and he'd have to win him back to do so.

Truthfully, he couldn't help but like the face Suzaku was giving him. He was trying to be so strong and composed but at the same time, his body was betraying him. The blush on his face was enough to realize that. Maybe that was the opening he needed? "Suzaku..." He whispered softly as he leaned up close to his ear. "...give in and I'll make you feel amazing. You'll be overrun with pain and pleasure."

He knew Suzaku wouldn't just give in because he asked for it. He'd have to just show him. He slowly moved down to Suzaku's neck as he leaned in and softly began to suck on the tender skin. After a few moments of that. He moved up the neck a little further running his tongue along the skin. Without warning, he switched tactics. He suddenly began to nibble and bite a bit roughly against the male. If Suzaku really did enjoy pain and pleasure together, then this should tell him.

The hand in Suzaku's hair fisted the strands tighter as he pulled his head back a bit to give him better access to Suzaku's neck. If anything, he'd mark him all up. Since Suzaku wanted to treat him like a caged animal, he'd treat him the same. Suzaku will just have to belong to him. He couldn't belong to anyone else.

His leg retreated from between Suzaku's legs as well as his other hand retreating from Suzaku's chin. He slowly let his hand drop to Suzaku's waistline as he began to finger over the outside and inside of his pants line. "Tell me how much you want it. I'll treat you to something nice." However that wasn't true. He was going to tease Suzaku senseless until he couldn't take it anymore. Suzaku never was good with mind games; all the more reason to get revenge on him.

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With what he’d done – chaining Lelouch up with the intent of making him suffer for his crimes – actually being said out loud, it didn’t sound like such a wonderful plan as Suzaku had imagined it back when he’d decided to alter Zero Requiem to his liking.

His cheeks flushed a little with what felt like shame, and for a moment he couldn’t bring himself to meet Lelouch’s gaze. He couldn’t deny Lelouch’s words, yet still he fish-mouthed, trying to find something to say, to defend himself and the little scrap of dignity he had left. But there was nothing... he couldn’t say what he’d done wasn’t terrible, and he couldn’t say now that Lelouch was wrong and he wasn’t enjoying any of this.

Just because he couldn’t deny it, however, did not mean that he would ever admit it. He was already humiliated enough as it was that his body would turn against him like this; he wasn’t about to give in and start begging for Lelouch like he knew the other male wanted.

A shudder coursed through him as his own name was whispered into his ear, followed shortly afterwards by soft lips on his neck. Without Suzaku even realizing, his eyes fluttered closed, a low groan threatening to escape him as Lelouch began to suck and lick the skin of his throat. He swallowed hard, his hands, which up until that point had been lifeless at his side, pressed against Lelouch’s chest in a half-hearted attempt to push him away.

"...Give in and I'll make you feel amazing. You'll be overrun with pain and pleasure."


“N-no..” Arousal caused his voice to deepen slightly. “Stop i—ahh!”

The unexpected bite to his neck made him cry out; all motivation to shove Lelouch off abandoning Suzaku as the sting quickly subsided into a tingling pleasure that shot down to his groin. One of the hands that had been pushing at Lelouch’s chest suddenly fisted in the white suit jacket of the Knight of Seven uniform, while the other (the hand that was not restricted by shackles) seemed to develop a mind of its own as it moved up and around Lelouch’s neck to keep him in place.

Suzaku tried to ignore the slight disappointment that came with Lelouch’s leg sliding out from between his own, because he couldn’t actually like what Lelouch was doing to him... He didn’t... it was only because he hadn’t... in a long time...

Even as Suzaku tried to create excuses for his response to Lelouch’s ministrations, he couldn’t even bring himself to believe them. So all he managed was a faint, “I don’t...!” before his voice trailed off and he shivered yet again at the awareness of those long-fingered hands skimming over the hem of his pants, teasing the skin just underneath.

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_______________________If the king doesn't L E A D,
______________________________how can he expect his subordinates to follow?

Lelouch seemed to be pushing all the right buttons when it came to his former friend. Even if Suzaku wouldn't admit it to him, his body was pretty much giving in to everything The poor misguided fool didn't know what to do. If he was a nice friend, he would of unlocked Suzaku's shackles, but that was out of the question right now. Not after what Suzaku did to him. He was going down, in more than one way.

He felt Suzaku's arms attempt to push him away. He really wasn't making it convincing. That wasn't even enough strength to shove a dog away, let alone a person that had a nice grip on him. Who was Suzaku trying to fool, Lelouch or himself? It really was amusing to watch the male squirm within himself.

"What's wrong? You're not saying much..."

He said with a slight sly tone in his voice as he bit another place on the male's neck. If he'd just give in, this would be so much simpler. There was only so much he could do before he'd have to just completely take the male. Suzaku was always a stubborn one. Maybe he just had to step up his game? The male wouldn't be able to last long then. Just thinking about Suzaku squirming brought a smile to Lelouch's face.

He slowly released Suzaku's hair, knowing that the male would probably c**k his head the way he wanted to now. His hand connected and laced with Suzaku's hand in his jacket. Once he had Suzaku's hand, he slowly brought it up to his mouth and softly began to suck on one of the male's fingers. His tongue wrapped around the finger a few time as the sucking intensified. He hoped Suzaku would take that as a preview of things to come.

"I don't...!"

Suzaku just wanted to make this hard on himself didn't he? While he teased Suzaku with his mouth, his other hand continued feeling the tender skin around the male's waist line. He let his fingers trail more inside the hem, making sure his fingertips touched every inch but the part Suzaku wanted him to. This had to be more productive than normal torture.

"Tell me how much you want it. How much you want to feel my fingers, mouth, body over yours?"

He whispered as his teeth softly bit at Suzaku's finger as he took another one into his mouth.

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