Code Geass: Deepest Desire (A Yaoi Story) 18+

**Yaoi4ever!** · 06-18-2010 06:47 PM

A CODE GEASS STORY -
DEEPEST DESIRE
(Suzaku & Lelouch - yaoi story 18+ warning for extreme sexual themes and scenes)

It all started with a single sneeze in one class, and then it got progressively worse over the day, or that's how Suzaku Kururugi saw it. Lelouch had or was in the beginning stages of getting a cold. How, when, or where he may have contracted it, was a mystery.

Lelouch had been sneezing and coughing all throughout the latest Student Council meeting. And Suzaku had voiced concern. Lelouch had dismissed his concerns and said he was fine. "Nothing a little Vitamin C won't cure," he had said. But Suzaku knew better.

And he was right. Lelouch was worse in their latest class together. Students around him, Suzaku observed, were getting annoyed with Lelouch's symptoms. His latest coughing spasm had him sounding like he was about to hack out a lung.

Finally the teacher of the class had had enough. He turned aggressively from the blackboard, chalk in hand, in the midst of a mathematical equation, and said, "Enough Lelouch! Your dedication to your school work in admirable, but you're being disruptive to the rest of the class. I sympathize you're sick, but go home."

Lelouch looked like he was about to protest, but started to cough again, inhabiting a response.

Suzaku put up a hand to speak. "With permission, I'll take him home. Someone should take him back safely." Again, it looked like Lelouch was going to protest, waving a hand in the air, but he coughed, and was unable to give a verbal response.

The teacher agreed. And Lelouch sneezed, coughed more, and then finally stopped, and nodded, sucking in air to fill battered lungs. He knew he wasn't going to win this fight.

Lelouch closed his books and went to stand, but he started to wobble, Suzaku could see, and was unable to keep his balance (his cold was far worse that it appeared), and Suzaku jumped out of his seat to catch his friend, before Lelouch could fall and hit his head.

"My head is spinning," Lelouch muttered, his eyes rolled back. "This is so embarrassing."

"I'll get you home as quickly as possible, and everyone gets sick, even the so-called invincible Lelouch," said Susaku with a slight sarcastic tone. "Sorry about this," he then said to the class." He then turned to Rival, who was also in the class. "Can you collect his things and bring them to the Student Council Room? He can get them later." Rival was Treasurer of the Student Council.

Rival nodded. "Sure," he said. "I'll also let the others know. Maybe Lelouch should go to the hospital? He looks pretty bad."

"I'll get him to the dorms and then play it by ear," said Suzaku. "Oh, and Nunnally should be told. I believe she's not on campus today, but I forget where."

Rival reminded him. Suzaku nodded. After everything was said and done, he then escorted Lelouch out of the class, and subsequently back to his dorm room, on the Ashford Academy campus, into his bedroom, and then helped him to his bed. "Maybe I should call a doctor," Suzaku said concerned.

Lelouch lightly grabbed Susaku's hand, and then muttered something incomprehensible, dreamily. But Susaku read his lips, they said, "Thank you."

He brushed a string of Lelouch's mop top, jet black out of his boyish face, and felt his his forehead. Lelouch had a fever.

He left Lelouch for a minute, and then returned, bringing a bowl filled with cold water and a cloth, and applied a cold compress to Lelouch's forehead.

"You're burning up," Suzaku said. He noticed a stand alone tall rotating fan near by and it was pointed at Lelouch's bed. The weather had been warm lately, perhaps Lelouch had the fan blowing on him at night, he sweated, and it cooled, and caused an infection. It was a common occurrence, Susaku thought. And it had happened to him more than once. So, how Lelouch got the cold was solved. Now it was time to bring his fever down.

After wetting the compress again, he undressed Lelouch out of his restrictive, school uniform, letting him rest comfortably in his underwear. "I never knew you wore black speedos, Lelouch," he said quietly. They were a bold choice, but in a way, they fit his personality. "I wear sweat shorts myself," he then said. But then realized the inappropriateness of what he was saying. It had only been an observation, nothing more.

He took the bed sheets and was about to cover Lelouch, when he actually looked at his friend in a way he had never thought about him before. In this restful state, Lelouch was sleeping or maybe unconscious due to his fever, sweet covered, he looked kind of sexy. He wasn't muscular, but his thin frame gave him a sleek, tight look.

Suzaku shook his head. I believe I just thought that.

He didn't know why he hadn't noticed it before, but Lelouch was a very attractive guy. And the way he brooded all the time, could've been his way of expressing his sexuality, whether Lelouch realized it or not.

Some guys are just what way, he thought.

Suzaku sat with Lelouch for a while in a near by chair, as his friend rested in bed. The first time they met, the Britannian youth was such an awkward looking boy. But now seeing him laying here, Suzaku couldn't help look upon Lelouch with an almost pity.

He leaned close to Lelouch's ear. "You can have any girl you want, Lelouch, but why do I get the feeling no girl would satisfy you?" He had said it softly, so not to awaken Lelouch, but in his current state, it was doubtful anything would. And it was a twisted thought that suddenly made Suzaku chuckle.

"And why is it I've never had a girlfriend?" He mused the thought over. "It's funny, but right now, you like this, despite your dominating personality, I could do anything I want to you. Dress you up in a cat costume, marker your face, anything, really. But why am I even thinking these thoughts?"

He backed away, and frowned. "But there's always been one thing I've wanted to do, and I'll probably never get a chance like this again. You mean more to me than a friend, Lelouch. We helped each other in our darkest hours. And I feel the urge to repay you in a special way."

He leaned in, closed his eyes, and pressed his lips gently against Lelouch's. After a few moments, he pulled away.

Suzaku licked his lips. And he felt a desire to do again. This is what he had to know. Whether he loved Lelouch. Lelouch's lips felt so warm. His friend's face was flushed, most likely due to his illness, but he had never looked so desirable.

Wild thoughts raced through his mind. There were things he wanted to do, things, as a guy, he yearned for, and desired, like all males, and he wanted to do them with Lelouch.

"You'll never know, Lelouch, and I'll never tell anyone. Just this one time; loose all inhibitions. I want you, Lelouch vi Britannia."

He glanced at Lelouch's crotch, hesitated, but then gently caressed it, up and down the front of Lelouch's speedo, and his penis. It wasn't hard, but Suzaku could surmise its size. "You surprise me, Lelouch, keeping this to yourself." Then he slowly slipped off his Lelouch's underwear, exposing his nakedness completely.

He gently petted Lelouch's penis, and by touch alone, he felt a slight stiffness. Lelouch, subconsciously, was liking the sensation. A man can only be honest to his own heart. Lelouch had once remarked to Suzaku, and Suzaku had never forgotten that. That's why he was doing this. "You've developed into a very well endowed person, Lelouch," he said, and Lelouch let out a soft moan. His dick was getting harder, until it was fully erect. Suzaku smiled. "You're being honest with me. Allow me to repay you for your kindness."

Suzaku stripped and got into bed next to Lelouch. Just being this close to his friend, their bodies utterly exposed to one another, excited Suzaku. He was so hard.

Leaning over, he kissed Lelouch's chest, and then dragged his tongue seductively down his stomach to his pelvis. Lelouch was hairless below, and he kissed the area just above his penis.

The urge was to great, and he gently took Lelouch's penis in his hand, stroked it once, twice, and then softly cupped his mouth around it, and began to suck it.

Lelouch moaned louder. And Suzaku momentarily stopped, fearing it would wake his friend. But Lelouch merely turned his head, still unconscious.

Suzaku began to masturbate, as he continued to suck Lelouch’s dick.

It was said, even while sleeping, a person can be aroused by another and never awake. Naturalist desire took over. Lelouch obviously enjoyed what he was experiencing. So much so, that not long after Suzaku started to suck him off, he came.

Suzaku backed off, the corner of his mouth dripping with cum. He swallowed what he had in his mouth, and then licked up what was left on Lelouch. It was then he leaned back, and masturbated quicker, and came, ejaculating with such intensity, that he saturated his stomach, chest, face and hair with thick, white semen.

His heart pounded. He had never cum so hard. And it felt so good.

He looked over at Lelouch. His friend was still unconscious. It felt a little like rape, but then he decided it was love instead. What he did, however, had to remain his secret.

It would be something he would never forget. He now had a part of Lelouch inside him. His cum. And he would cherish that all his life.

He cleaned up, dressed, slipped Lelouch's underwear back on, and continued to take care of Lelouch until morning. He had called the campus directory for a doctor, but the campus doctor was unavailable at the time. So, Suzaku became doctor for the night. Besides, there wasn't anything a doctor could've done. Bed rest was what Lelouch needed. It would’ve been the same recommendation from the doctor anyway.

When Lelouch finally awoke in the morning, he opened his eyes, and looked at Suzaku.

Suzaku smiled. "You look terrible, Lelouch," he said with a slight chuckle. "How do you feel? You had me worried."

"You've been here the whole night?" asked Lelouch.

Suzaku nodded. "I had to bring your fever down. I didn't want to leave you alone. Nunnally is away, and there was no one else. Even your maid isn’t around."

"What happened? For the life of me, I can't remember how I got here," said Lelouch.

"I helped you home from school, discreetly, of course, because I know how much pride you have, and got you into bed."

Lelouch smiled back. "Thank you, Suzaku. You're a good friend. I feel much better."

"I'm relieved," Suzaku said, smiling. "But I called you in sick today anyway. You need more rest or you'll exhaust yourself and have a relapse. My theory about your cold is, you got it from that fan, blowing on you all night." And he explained his reasoning. Then he smiled.

Lelouch smiled. "Thanks again," he said, and Suzaku returned with, "You're welcome."

Then Suzaku sneezed.

Sazaku startled awake. And the dream hit him like a punch. He was sitting in a chair, near Lelouch's bed, as his friend slept. It was morning.

"Oh my..." Was all he could say remembering the dream. His face felt flush. After putting the cold compress on Lelouch's head, then sitting down, I must have doused off. I was tired. Llyod works me ragged when I'm not in school.

The images were still vivid in his mind. And he crossed his legs, trying to hide an embarrassing but honest reaction.

He looked at Lelouch. He was resting comfortably in bed. Lelouch is a good looking guy - that’s not in doubt - but that dream was so out of character for me.

Standing, he went over, and brushed sweat drenched hair from Lelouch's face, feeling his forehead. His fever had broken during the night.

Stepping back, he looked Lelouch over from head to foot. "What did that dream mean?" Some dreams are random, but others are usually a response to a subjective desire, he recalled from somewhere; a book he read. And dreams often use substitution for one thing, either for convenience or placement, because it's just there. I love Euphie, not Lelouch. What would Sigmund Freud, the German psychologist, say about one's ‘deepest desire‘?

END