britannianknightkururu:

britannianprincelelouch:

“I think I would rather deal with them instead of being randomly smelled all the time…” Lelouch mumbled to himself, his eyes firmly looked onto the wall rather than on the knight. He was being much to forward for the prince. He wasn’t at all used to such advances like this and had little idea how to react to them either, outside of the actions he had read about in some of those terrible romance books Nunnally  had gotten him to read to her in the past, and those were hardly the best source of information.

Suzaku chuckled and pulled his head back, resting it against the pillows. Lelouch made himself much too easy too tease sometimes, he really did. It was very tempting to continue, but he’d be concerned if the raven-haired emperor ended up fainting on him. Instead, he shook his head and smiled. “I’m sorry for getting you so worked up, Sire.”

It was was difficult to tell if he was genuinely sorry or not, as it was fairly clear he enjoyed the reactions. Still, he decided it was best to just behave. It’d be a problem if he was banned from seeing or touching the other, after all. “I didn’t think you’d get this flustered. I do apologise.”

“Yes, I’m sure you are…” Lelouch spoke somewhat sceptically. It was obvious to him that Suzaku was enjoying his reactions perhaps a little too much for his own good. It concerned the prince sometimes just how much the knight enjoyed it, and how skilled he was at making him flustered…

“I am not flustered. I am simply… At a loss for words.” The raven spoke very mater-of-factly about it. Though it seemed as if he was trying to convince himself more than anyone else at this stage. It bothered him sometimes how much of an effect Suzaku had on him. There were very few people in the world that could generate such a reaction from Lelouch, and he couldn’t help but wonder how Suzaku had managed to worm his way into that select catagory.

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britannianknightkururu:

britannianprincelelouch:

Lelouch’s eyes suddenly opened wide as Suzaku suddenly sniffed his neck. He was not at all prepared for such an act. The knight was being much too forward for the prince to handle. He was going to end up breaking him at the rate he was going.

“I-is that so? W-well there’s no need to make such a fuss about it. I could have simply given you some of the shampoo I used instead…”

“I don’t believe I’d enjoy it as much if it were not coming from you.” Suzaku said with a faint smile. The look on Lelouch’s face was slowly encouraging his actions, but he opted to take what he was given and let it go for now. It wouldn’t do if he got the prince too worked up, after all.

“I don’t think the royal family would take well to me smelling like the shampoo you use, either. It would imply I’ve been in your washroom.”

“I think I would rather deal with them instead of being randomly smelled all the time…” Lelouch mumbled to himself, his eyes firmly looked onto the wall rather than on the knight. He was being much to forward for the prince. He wasn’t at all used to such advances like this and had little idea how to react to them either, outside of the actions he had read about in some of those terrible romance books Nunnally  had gotten him to read to her in the past, and those were hardly the best source of information.

britannianknightkururu:

britannianprincelelouch:

“P-perhaps…” Lelouch spoke, being careful to position himself so as to not knock any of Suzaku’s wounds. The last thing he needed to do right now was end up causing the knight more damage than he had already sustained. That would just about bring the day to the perfect conclusion.

“Y-yes I have, as a matter of fact…” Lelouch spoke averting his gaze from Suzaku, he was quite sure at this point one could feel the heat radiating from his cheeks. Physical affection such as this usually managed to fluster him. He was not very adept at this sort of thing. Yet anyway. He hoped to at least get a little better though. “W-why do you ask?”

With a slight nod, Suzaku smiled faintly. “I thought so…” he murmured, giving Lelouch’s neck an obvious sniff. Really, sometimes the raven-haired prince just made it too easy to tease him. Not that the knight particularly cared (he likely enjoyed it just a little too much) so he wasn’t going to offer a complaint. “There isn’t a reason, Sire. I just… enjoy the aroma.”

Lelouch’s eyes suddenly opened wide as Suzaku suddenly sniffed his neck. He was not at all prepared for such an act. The knight was being much too forward for the prince to handle. He was going to end up breaking him at the rate he was going.

“I-is that so? W-well there’s no need to make such a fuss about it. I could have simply given you some of the shampoo I used instead…”

britannianknightkururu:

“Comfortable, your highness?” Suzaku asked, amusement seeping into his tone as he moved his arms slowly and draped them over the prince’s waist. His eyes sparkled faintly as he tightened his grip and inclined his head forward to press his face into the prince’s neck. The other was warm, very warm, and he liked that very much.

A faint aroma — one he was certain hadn’t been there before — could be detected on Lelouch’s person and he pressed his nose closer, nuzzling the noble’s neck. “You smell good, Sire. Have you already taken your bath for tonight?”

“P-perhaps…” Lelouch spoke, being careful to position himself so as to not knock any of Suzaku’s wounds. The last thing he needed to do right now was end up causing the knight more damage than he had already sustained. That would just about bring the day to the perfect conclusion.

“Y-yes I have, as a matter of fact…” Lelouch spoke averting his gaze from Suzaku, he was quite sure at this point one could feel the heat radiating from his cheeks. Physical affection such as this usually managed to fluster him. He was not very adept at this sort of thing. Yet anyway. He hoped to at least get a little better though. “W-why do you ask?”

(Source: britannianprincelelouch)

britannianknightkururu:

britannianprincelelouch:

“Stay with you…?” Lelouch repeated to himself more than anyone else. He was not really expecting that to be the request. He was expecting something more grand than the simple presence of the prince.

“Very well. If that is your request, then I would be glad to fulfil it. At least for a little while.” Lelouch spoke smiling faintly at Suzaku. “I can’t stay for very long, I still have work to attend to. But I can spare… About 15 minutes.” He spoke while placing both his hands around Suzaku’s.

“Thank you, Sire…” Suzaku smiled, a light flush gracing his cheeks when Lelouch took his hand. Warmth spread throughout his body as he settled back against the pillows and signed contentedly. It was rare that he made requests at all, but perhaps that is why he was lucky enough to have them answered.

The corners of his lips curved into a mischievous smile. If he had the prince for fifteen minutes, he was going to enjoy every single one of them. Bracing himself for the pain that to follow, he turned his hand over in Lelouch’s grip and pulled sharply.

“I’d much rather we stayed like this, Sire.”

“It is no trouble. It’s a simple request after all.” Lelouch spoke trying to pass the event off as nothing major, however it was apparent that a faint blush was starting to form on his cheeks which he attempted to fight back as much as he could.

But it was all for nothing once Suzaku suddenly pulled the prince forward and Lelouch turned a fantastic shade of red.

“S-Suzaku, what are you doing?!” The prince hissed in protest, but offered no physical effort to break free. He would not admit it, but he did actually enjoy his current position. But he would not give Suzaku the pleasure of admitting that to him.

“…Fool…”

britannianknightkururu:

“Stay with me?” Suzaku asked quietly. His tone was soft and almost hesitant as he spoke, his gaze flickering to and from the prince’s as he waited for an answer. The brunette knight knew well that Lelouch likely wouldn’t be able to stay for long, but he was helping distract him from the pain plaguing his body and helping sooth his mind. Or maybe he just wanted some comfort, it was rare that knight’s were sympathised with and given any.

His eyes lowered as he sighed and looked back at the ceiling. It really was a selfish request, wasn’t it? He didn’t have any right to ask that of a prince. Even if he was his personal guard. “You don’t have to stay long.” It was meant to be an assurance, or perhaps his means of apology or attempting to let the other know that it wasn’t a demand or requirement, opening it enough that if it were denied, there wouldn’t be the suspicion of disappointment. “…just for a little while.”

“Stay with you…?” Lelouch repeated to himself more than anyone else. He was not really expecting that to be the request. He was expecting something more grand than the simple presence of the prince.

“Very well. If that is your request, then I would be glad to fulfil it. At least for a little while.” Lelouch spoke smiling faintly at Suzaku. “I can’t stay for very long, I still have work to attend to. But I can spare… About 15 minutes.” He spoke while placing both his hands around Suzaku’s.

(Source: britannianprincelelouch)

britannianknightkururu:

“Sire…” Suzaku felt something warm form in his chest as he looked up at the prince. His eyes brightened once more as he shook his head with a soft chuckle; it was just like him to be like this. Not that he was complaining about it; it was quite rare that Lelouch would act soft like this without some amount of prodding or breaking of his defences. The knight would take what he could get while he could.

Pushing on the mattress with his elbows, Suzaku grunted under the effort of his own weight and felt a fresh wave of pain shoot up his arm and torso. For a moment, the pain made him dizzy, but he ignored it in favour of angling his weight to his good arm and reaching out slowly with the injured. “…Si—Lelouch,” the brunette spoke softly, wrapping his fingers around the hand of the other lightly, almost hesitantly, he didn’t dare grip too hard if the prince wished to step back. “May I make a… selfish request?”

“Don’t strain yourself, fool.” Lelouch said with no ill meaning, he was just displeased to see the Suzaku forcing himself up while still injured. Surely the knight could at least see the importance of resting before moving around too much.

The prince felt his cheeks warm up as Suzaku took his hand, he fought back the urge to pull his hand away and slowly wrapped his fingers around the brunette’s. “What is, Suzaku? Please, speak freely. You could do with being a little more selfish sometimes anyway.”

(Source: britannianprincelelouch)

britannianknightkururu:

“I’m fine, Sire…” Suzaku muttered in response and tried to smile as best he could. His eyes were glazed over and distant looking as he stared at the ceiling rather than the raven-haired prince. “Please don’t worry about me, I’m not worth the time. You have more important things to be thinking about.”

Contrary to his words, the prince’s visit had elated Suzaku’s mood exponentially. His eyes had brightened since Lelouch had entered the room, and his smile had come naturally rather than the forced grins of assurances he’d given his doctors. His entire body was throbbing, the stitches along his wounds feeling as if they were on fire. It made it more than difficult to concentrate on what was happening, but somehow, the noble was working wonders on making him focus.

“They’ll get angry if they find you with me… I’ve likely already displeased the council. They’ll probably call for me for punishment once they find out you’ve been hurt.” The knight laughed weakly and winced. The movement hurt.

“Don’t worry about that. I’ve already submitted a report on the incident. I told them that you ‘fought valiantly in my defence’ and gave a detailed report on what I saw and you told me.” Lelouch spoke. In reality he had put a fairly different spin on the events to make Suzaku look better. Not that he would tell the knight that, however. “I doubt you will face an repercussions.”

“Besides, you are quite important, Kururugi. Seeing to you is important to me anyway.” Lelouch spoke smiling faintly at the knight.

(Source: britannianprincelelouch)

britannianknightkururu:

Hearing a voice, a very familiar voice at that, Suzaku stirred faintly. His face scrunched up in protest, his body not prepared to wake up as he slowly forced his eyes open. There were many, many times in which he’d have to wake up early at a time he would have much rather been relaxing, thus, forcing himself awake was not a difficult task. Just a disliked one.

Slowly, he turned his head toward the source of the voice with a dazed expression. “Sire…?”

The knight blinked and opened his eyes further, relief shooting through him as he saw that the prince was safe and functioning without any trouble. It calmed him to know that. Lelouch was alright, his injuries had been minor after all. That was good. “What are you doing in here?” His voice was raspy as he spoke, the clear signs of a sore throat heard in his tone. “…You’re risking yourself.”

Lelouch felt relieved to see that Suzaku was awake. He seemed like he was still unwell, but at least he was recovering. That was the important thing.

“I am not risking myself too greatly, it’s not that surprising I would wish to check on my trusted knight after they were wounded. I must be on my way shortly anyway. I just wanted to make sure you were well and recovering.”

The prince knelt down beside the bed and considered taking his hand before deciding against it. “Are you okay?”

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