Thread: â THE PERFECT C O U P L E { RP & MINA }

He knew he shouldn't be here. He knew he shouldn't be sexually groping his best friend like this, even if he did happen to be in an unconscious state. Suzaku wasn't fully himself, either. The effects of being neglected of his need for Lelouch's love was exploding all at once, making him lose control of his actions in general. All he saw and felt now was Lelouch's exposed neck, and as he sensually touched his forbidden skin, he was tempted to take things to a higher level. No, he couldn't ... But Lelouch was making it so hard for him to withdraw from his addiction. Revealing his bare flesh for him to suckle, Lelouch tilted his head to the side, and Suzaku was ever so willing to lap up the available skin, his eyes fluttering closed. He would enjoy this for a few seconds and bolt out of the room without his friend's knowing, he decided. Just a few more fleeting kisses ... a grope here and there ... they were harmless gestures of affection, and it seemed as if Lelouch didn't mind, either. His friend was dreaming about him , and the prince of his fantasies was extremely thankful for the turn of events. If Lelouch liked him, why hadn't he said something ? Anything ? Probably because of the same reasons he couldn't confess. He was scared shitless that he would have to face rejection and lose his best friend. Now, did he have to worry about such things ? L-Lelouch ... he waveringly murmured in response, swallowing down a huge lump in his throat. He kissed the other boy's Adam's apple, daring not to look into his imagined lover's face for fear of meeting his consequences sooner in time. Then, Lelouch's hand perched near his shoulder, and Suzaku flinched. He almost melted into the other's embrace, but bracing himself not to lean his weight on the sleeping form underneath him, he shifted uncomfortably over his friend and slowly exhaled. He needed to calm down. No, Lelouch was just acting upon instinct. This didn't mean anything significant. Unable to stop himself, he continued with his scandalous ministrations, tugging down the flimsy neck of the other's shirt with his index finger to reveal his pale collarbone. He pursed his lips over the sacred flesh there, transferring a low hum against the surface of the slick skin as he moaned. Then, something seemed strange. Lelouch wasn't moaning or making those godly noises anymore, and there was a sudden halt in both of the boys' movements. Suzaku's heart pounded with the realization that he may have been caught in the most awkward position ever ... Shit, shit, shit. The brunette squeezed his eyes shut and waited until Lelouch jerked himself away, his hand so mercilessly tearing itself apart from his shoulder. There was obviously a look of horror in the other's eyes, and Suzaku knew that this was possibly the end of their safe friendship. When Lelouch ripped himself away, he stumbled backwards, too, his teeth gritted together in sheer fright. I-I'm so sorry- I didn't ... You were- ... he profusely apologized, shriveling up at the corner of his bed. He was extremely frightened. He had never been in a situation like this before, and he didn't know how to deal with it ...