Zero Wrecked-quiem (A Code Geass ticklefic) M/M

[Lake Superior]

Lelouch struggled in his bonds as Suzaku dragged him by the neck. The once-proud rebel leader and former second prince now writhed as his former friend kept his right eye covered while dragging him before the Emperor of Brittania. His father sneered down at the defeated Zero who had terrorized Area 11 for a solid year before being defeated while overcome with emotion.

"So Lelouch Vi Brittania or do you prefer Lelouch Lamperouge now? Or maybe Zero? I ask because I want the right name to be put on your collar."

"W-What?! You bastard what do you mean?!"

Suzaku drove Lelouch down to the floor with his knee before placing it on the other boy's hips to pin him.

"I'll answer that, your Majesty. Be thankful Lelo-Zero... His majesty wanted to have you simply executed but I intervened. We did use to be friends after all, closer even at times. I remember the one thing though that I enjoyed greatly that you despised. As such I asked his majesty if I could have you as a pet to be used solely for that thing."

Lelouch struggled under Suzaku and struggled to follow the conversation. However stark realization hit him as his shoes were dragged off his feet and thrown to the side. Lelouch tried to pull his socked feet away but Suzaku knelt on his ankles and soon his fingers were digging right through the thin cotton to get at the sensitive soles beneath.

"BAHAHAHA! GEHEHET AHAHFF OF MEHEEE! UNHAHAHND MEHEHE!"

A flustered and de-feeted Lelouch fumed as Suzaku turned and gave The Emperor a nod.

"He is indeed still ticklish, my liege."

"Very good, and it seems he hates it just as much as when he was a brat. Consider your request granted Suzaku. He's all yours. I've had a special cell prepared for him for when you finished with him for the day."

The Ruler of Brittania took his leave as Suzaku further punished Lelouch. His socks were the thick variety of a prisoner but the young soldier was more than strong enough to scratch his way through them and make him wail.

"STAHAHAP IT! GEHEHT AHAHAFF OF ME SUHUHUZAKU! YOU BAHAHASTARD TRAHAHITOR!"

"I'm the traitor? You betrayed Brittania, Area 11, and me in that order but I'm the traitor? That's such a lie that you can't even keep a straight face saying it."

To illustrate his point Suzaku pinched through the toes of the sock to get the little toe of one of Lelouch's feet. He wiggled it all about as the rebel clawed at the inside of his straitjacket.

"NOHOHO!! STAHAHAP IT DAHAHAMMIT! WAHAHAHA! LEHEHEAVE MY FEEHEEHEET ALONE YOU DAHAHMNED PEHHERVERT!"

"No Lelouch, I won't. These don't belong to you anymore. In Brittania, terrorists don't get to have property so these feet of yours? They're mine now. You're going to stay down here Lelouch until you admit who they belong to."

"Damn you Suzaku! I knew you were a lapdog and a fool but a pervEEHHEHE BAHAHAHA! NOHOHO! GEHEHT AWAHAY FROM MY TOHOHOES DAHAHMMIT! I'LL KIHIHILL YOU FOHOHOR THIHIS!"

"You're never killing anyone again "Lulu", not from your cell. Now admit it, who do these feet belong to?"

Lelouch found his straitjacket getting even tighter as Suzaku reached back and pulled the strap on his back even tighter. While Lelouch whimpered about being constricted tighter though he felt Suzaku partly roll up the thick socks on his feet. A sharp intake of breath was heard as Mr. Lamperouge felt the cold air on his heels before Suzaku's warm fingers invaded the cotton fortresses his soles had been hiding in. He pinched at the wrinkles on Lelouch's soles as the fallen prince's eyes teared up.

"FIHIIHINE! DAAHAMMIT! STAHAHP! GEHEHT THE HEHEHLL OFF YOU WIHIHIHN! STAHAHP KUHUHURRURUGI! YOU'VE WOHOHN!"

"Oh I know I've won, you don't need to tell me that Lulu. You need to tell me who these feet belong to. Is it the captured leader of the black knights?"

Suzaku had his socks rolled up into his arches now and was scratching hard at the Brittanian's heels. It was driving Lelouch absolutely mad, both the stimulation and the humiliation of it.

"NOHOHO! THEHEY DOHON'T!"

"Well then who do they belong to, Lulu? Right answers only or we'll get to your toes."

"GAHAHAH! SUHUHUZAKHUHU KUUHURUHUGI! HE'S THE ONE WHOHO OWNS MY FEHEHEHT! GOD DAHAHAHMN YOHOOHU! I WIHIHILL REEHEHEHMEBER THIS!"

"Oh, you certainly will Lulu. The days ahead for you will be nothing but this and remembering things like this. You've had a long day finding out your lot in life from this point on though. Let's get you some rest. First, though we can't leave this unchecked."

Suzaku slipped his own shoe off while Lelouch gasped for breath. He ripped off his sock and pulled Lelouch's hair back so that he could secure it around the young prince's troublesome right eye.

"Can't leave that unchecked.

Suzaku dragged Lelouch up and began marching the messy prince down the hallway. At one point Lelouch thought he'd be cheeky and drag his feet. Kururugi put a quick end to that by reminding him that his feet were still sensitive from his humiliation. Every time Lelouch slowed he got a poke in the sole from Suzaku's toe. Lelouch picked up the pace and they were at his cell in no time.

With a rough shove, Lelouch was inside and the door slammed behind him. The fallen Zero was left to stew in his thoughts and failure as Suzaku went home to enjoy thoughts of what to do with the gift that Charles Vi Brittania had given him. Maybe eventually he could be rehabilitated and brought back to school? Suzaku would like that.

The next day Suzaku arrived back at the citadel with a smile on his face and a head full of ideas. He was surprised to find a crowd in the hallway leading to his Lulu's cell. As he drew closer he heard the musical laugh that could only belong to his own slice of Brittania.

There were guards outside Lelouch's cell and he could see more inside holding him down as a woman worked something along his sole. Another man stood filming the whole thing complete with intrusive close-ups on the struggling Lelouch's face. He flagged down the special operative in charge of guarding Lelouch and questioned him.

"Rolo, what's going on? What are they doing?"

"Ahh I'm sorry Sir Knight, but your treatment of the prisoner last night turned some heads. A few of the pureblood officers spent the night gathering the equipment and they wanted to leave Zero with something to remember for after they ship out. His majesty got wind and asked for it to be recorded and distributed amongst the royalty. To be quite honest though we're seeing a lot of officers want copies of the recording themselves."

"But what are they DOING Rolo?"

"Oh well..."

The crowd parted and Suzaku could see the needle they'd been using now. The woman working it blew on it and gave a thumbs up to the camera as Suzaku observed her worked. A dazed Lelouch lay in a heap with the bright red ink drying on his soles that Suzaku had just been stroking last night. On both were bright red letter O's that confused him until he pieced it together in his head.

"Zeroes..."

"Yes, sir. That way this traitor can never hide again. We took extra care when marking him sir. Right in the center of those? We've pinpointed those as the most ticklish spots on his feet. Go ahead and touch the center."

Suzaku leaned in and did as instructed without thinking about it. In an instant, the pile of clothes attached to these freshly-inked soles began shaking and that familiar deep laugh began.

"DAHAHAHMN YOU! GEHEHT AWAHAY FROM ME! I WIHIHILL HAVE REVEHEHENGE ON ALL OF YOU! I'LL NEHEHVER FORGIVE YOU SUHUZAKU!"

Suzaku's eye twitched at that and an idea formed in his head.

"Can that camera broadcast to the entire colony?"

"O-Of course sir."

"Excellent. Bring a table and set of chairs in here and prepare a general broadcast. Lulu? I don't want your forgiveness, I just want you to put on a show and remember what you said yesterday."

It took a little under an hour but soon it was being watched by the aristocracy all over the Empire. Lelouch vi Brittania, the former head of the Black Knights and Second Prince. Tied tight in his straitjacket with his ankles securely mounted up on a table in a manner that put both his feet on either side of his former best friend Suzaku Kururugi. People were glued to the screen at the sight of the brown-haired student swearing and begging as Suzaku traced a finger inside the bright red "0" tattoed into his sole.

"Now tell everybody in Area 11 what you said last night Lelouch. Who do these feet belong to, Zero?"

"DAHHAHAMN YOU KUHUHURUGI! I WILL ESCAHAHAPE THIS AND MAHAHAKE YOU PAY!"

"Maybe, but you'll have a souvenir, certainly. Now, who owns these ticklish feet of yours, Mr. Former Prince?"

While Suzaku dug his nails into the marked foot he still kept the other foot tucked under his other arm. With how the tattoo needle was still on the table, Lelouch thought he had a good idea of what was to come if he admitted his weakness here. When Suzaku bent back his toes and dug his fingers into the stretched and helpless stems though he broke.

"AHAHAHAHA! BAHAHAHAHA! THHEHEY BEEHLONG TO SUHUUZAKU KUHUHUURUGI! AHAHAH STAHAHAP! NOHOHO MOHORE!"

"Well done, Lelouch. You got there eventually. Not being in school anymore really seems to be doing a number on your memory though. Maybe you need a cheat sheet?"

Lelouch's suspicions were confirmed as Suzaku released his marked foot and turned to the other one, while picking up the needle.

"Now how to phrase this...hmmm. Perhaps it's best to be simple. P-R-O-P..."

"GAHAHAH! STAHAHP! SUHUHUZAKU STAHAHP! AHAHAH NOHOHO! GEHEHT AWAHAHY FROM MY-"

"There's that "Your" again, honestly Lelouch it's not dissuading me. E-R-T-Y-O-F"

Lelouch howled like an animal at the feeling of the vibrating needle running along his sensitive sole. The camera zoomed in on his red face and all over Area 11, the populace occurred able to count each tear rolling down his red cheeks. Several Brittanian noblemen and ladies were quite interested in the display. They made vows to contact the emperor and see if this could become a running series.

"You know Lulu if you apologize to all the Brittanian's and Elevenses you wronged, I might be persuaded to maybe stop. S-U-Z-A"

Harsh words caught in Lelouch's throat and were overrun by more raucous laughter. He wanted to promise Suzaku that he would use his Geass to make him eat that needle but instead, all he could do was let out increasingly more winded, "HAHAHAHA's". Even if he wanted to apologize in exchange for some mercy, he couldn't due to only being able to hear that mechanical buzzing as what he swore was the devil's finger dragged along the sole of his unbelievably ticklish size 9 foot.

"Suit yourself, Lulu. This is fun too for the moment. K-U-K-U-R...for me anyway. But your laughing so you must be having a blast as well!"

Lelouch had passed laughing actually. He'd bitten into the shoulder of his straitjacket and was using the fabric there to muffle his whimpers. Still, the sound he was making had Suzaku looking back to make sure he was okay. The eleventh prince's uncovered eye burned with humiliation and hatred but to Suzaku, this was the cutest he'd ever been.

"U-R-U-G-I! All done! You know Lulu if I was a better artist then I truly would scribble that exact look you're giving me now onto these feet that Brittania has claimed. Unfortunately, it looks like for now this is the best we'll get. Ladies and gentlemen! I give you the famous terrorist!"

Suzaku played to the camera as Lelouch slipped out of consciousness from all the stimulation. The camera kept rolling though and picked up a great shot of the man who'd almost brought Brittania to its knees, unconscious with the number Zero tattooed on one foot and "PROPERTY OF SUZAKU KURURUGI" on the other. Suzaku had even dotted the I with a little heart. The broadcast was watched by every single member of the Brittanian nobility all across the nation.

The next few days were hazy for Lelouch. His cell was kept dark and aside from when he was taken out to be bathed or fed he spent most of his time curled into a ball and plotting. Today, Lelouch tried his best to hold onto his sanity. He'd tried to keep his dignity but now as he sat with Suzaku, spoonfeeding him Brittanian food he believed it was long gone.

"Now, now Lulu. Open up. Here comes the next bite."

"This is humiliating! Suzaku do you believe I can't be trusted to even feed myself? Just undo my arms and I can-BAHAHA!"

A frowning Suzaku had slid his finger right into Lelouch's navel to cut off all of that. He swirled it around as the fallen prince kicked his legs in his chair. They'd gone over this before, nobody trusted Lelouch in the slightest. Least of all Suzaku in fact, if he had his way, Lelouch would eat through a tube. Thankfully he'd thought about that and didn't want to miss out on hearing that laugh of his. The second that he'd realized that Lelouch's stomach could be gotten if he rolled up the jacket juuust a bit, then he'd become in charge of getting him to eat. As it was Lelouch only got it in his navel because he'd been good lately. For a solid week, Suzaku would have to use the same fork he ate his food with to rake up and down his captive's sole until he ate as well. He did kind of miss the taste though...

"Why are you taking so long? Isn't it about time for you to throw me back in the darkness while you bury bones in the Emperor's backyard or whatever your duties are as his lapdog?"

"Come now Lulu, no need to be fussy. There's no need to rush back. Your plans have already been foiled. We just need to wait a bit for them to finish the alterations to your cell."

"Wh-what the hell?! I have no idea what your talking abou-"

Suzaku interrupted his protests by putting the finger right back into his navel. He got it as deep as it could go as he realized that was what made Lelouch really wheeze when he laughed.

"A little bit more and they should be about done. Maybe a second helping of rice for you then? You are getting a little skinny."

"SUZAKU! YOU KNOW I HATE RICE-BAHAHA! HAHAHA GEHEHT OUT OF THERE MPMPHM! PHMMPM!"

Suzaku clamped a hand over the prince's mouth and rubbed his throat to get him to swallow. Lelouch glowered at Suzaku but the knight dinging the fork against the bowl let him know that he'd better open wide. He finished his second helping with no voiced complaints and was marched back to his cell in shame.

When they drew close Lelouch was confused at the sound of laughter echoing through the halls. They drew closer and Lelouch did not at all like the changes that had been made. His cell door had been altered to now have several slots and smaller doors that all had thick iron shackles hanging from them. Currently, a small one was open, and protruding from it was a small yet unmistakably male foot. A Brittanian noblewoman was running a pink rubber glove all along its sole as it attempted to flee. She snapped to attention as Lelouch and Suzaku drew closer.

"Sir Kururugi! The new door to Zero's cell has been installed successfully. I was just testing it out on the double agent you identified last night."

The woman opened the door and a young man with short brown hair was pulled out of the cell due to the way his ankle was locked into the door. He'd been chained down atop a simple office chair that meant he was easily moved by his captor. Despite his slight frame, red face, and sweaty brow he tried to shoot a brave look to Lelouch. It was more than a bit undermined by the straitjacket he was tied into that was just like Lelouch's though.

"It's okay Lelouch! I reached out to your allies and told them where you are! They'll be along to sav-AHAHA! OHOHO! OOH HAHA!"

"Quiet you! You chose to lie for a traitor and now you can serve a punishment with him."

The noblewoman had resumed running her gloved hand along the slight boy's foot, this time getting the fingers between his small toes and picking at the ball of his foot as well. The dark-skinned woman waved at Lelouch and his skin crawled as he got a look at the palm of the glove she wore.

It looked unmistakably cheap but the numerous ridges and bristles contained in the palm and along the fingers had Lelouch shivering. He could only assume it had some practical application for doing dishes or some such mundane task but in his situation right now they were satan's claws. Come to drag the barefoot Britannian squealing and screaming to a brand new level of breathless hell.

"Viletta I assume the construction went as planned?"

The woman snapped a crisp salute to Suzaku but winced at the feeling of the glove on her forehead. She set to letting Rolo's foot out of the door as she answered him.

"Yes, sir knight. It works perfectly fine and as you can see the apprehension of that traitor you suspected went off without a hitch as well. If he's telling the truth about there still being any allies-"

"It doesn't matter, if anybody wants to actually follow him after these broadcasts then I'm sure he'll tell you who they are after you take him to the guard's quarters to amuse yourself. I did see your hairbrush collection has been getting bigger."

A look of abject fear took over Rolo's face and he tried to look to Lelouch for reassurance. The former terrorist leader was staring down at his feet, however, not wanting to let Suzaku see his expression. How?! How could Suzaku have seen through his scheme so quickly?! He'd spent all last night putting on a show for that little idiot Rolo to gain his sympathy. He'd preyed on the fool's desire for a friend to get him to pass a message to the outside for him. He hadn't expected him to get captured so damn quickly though-

"Speaking of broadcasts, are you ready for today's show Lelouch? Viletta? Help me get his trousers off."

Lelouch's eyes went wide, he'd known that eventually, Suzaku would probably want to indulge his lust in something more carnal than just childish tickling but he hadn't expected him to do it on camera! Lelouch tried to shake off Viletta as she went for his pants but Suzaku simply pulled him close and squeezed the slippery rebel's hips. Soon all Viletta had to do was hold the sides of Mr. Vi Brittania's pants, Suzaku used alternating amounts of pressure on each side to make Zero dance himself right out of his pants while a whimpering Rolo watched. Lelouch was soon standing there in only his tight white underpants with his pants pooled around his ankles.

"Those come off too Lelouch. We can do it easily or you can show everyone watching your little dance again."

Lelouch bit his lip in a rage but made no move to stop the woman as she took his underwear down next as well. She was respectful enough to turn her head away as his cock came out, a feat that Rolo and Suzaku did not replicate. Soon Lelouch vi Brittania stood there with his erect cock for all to see on the cameras that broadcasted his constant shaming out to the nobilities exclusive pleasure.

"You're excused now, Viletta. Leave the gloves with me though."

"Are you sure Sir Kururugi? You don't want any help-"

"No. Take Rolo and go. Don't hold back but don't let him lose consciousness either. I have a plan for him later."

Suzaku closed the door to Lelouch's cell but then knelt down and opened a hatch inside it as Viletta strode away pulling the bound Rolo by his big toe. Suzaku took Lelouch by the shoulders and was not gentle, slamming him through the hatch. The bound villain struggled but to no avail. Suzaku closed the hatch partway and clamped it tightly around Lulu's midsection. His upper body was in his cell, in pitch-black darkness save for the red light of the camera filming him from the corner of the room. Lelouch had picked up enough media savvy to assume that the mechanical whirring he could hear from it was probably it doing a close shot of his face with a night vision filter.

He was bent over in the hatch in a manner that meant that his bare ass and legs were sticking out into the hallway where Suzaku had them. For all intents, Lelouch was now stuck in a wall and not that he hadn't been before but also totally at Suzaku's mercy. He bit his lip and stomped his foot in frustration but then jumped at the feeling of a hard smack on his bare ass.

"No temper tantrums now, Prince. I'd rather be a bit gentle here but if you throw a fit, I'll have no qualms about reminding you who's in charge."

"Now you want to be gentle? What's the matter Suzaku losing your ner-ERRR-AHHHGAHAHA DAHAHHMMIT!"

Lelouch had wondered what those cheap bristle gloves would have felt like on Rolo's feet. His skin had crawled at the idea of them on his ticklish tootsies but what was happening now was so much worse. Suzaku had donned them and was now running a pair of fingers up and down between the cheeks of his rear as Lelouch gasped and struggled in his bonds. The Knight of the Round wasn't pushing them in but instead rimming along the edge of the pink opening hiding in there and if Lelouch had been able to think at all right now he would have conceded that he was thankful for Suzaku being gentle.

"WAHHHAHAHA Gaaaha! You dahahamned pehervert Suzahahku! How lohong hahahhve you wahahanted my aahahass all to yourself!! Now youho haahave it and youhur filming?!"

Lelouch didn't know but his cell was completely soundproofed, so his attempts at mind games with his former friend were worthless. If Suzaku had heard them he might have hesitated but he also might have gotten meaner. Instead, his hands wandered along Lelouch's rump and down to his left thigh. He enjoyed the way leg tried to kick at him in desperation. He scissored his own legs around the ankle and pulled the leg taut, to put an end to that. He ran the bristled palms of his dishwashing gloves up and down Lelouch's leg and smiled at the way his other leg sagged as it got weak. Suzaku loved how he could see that his cocky friend wanted so badly to haul off and kick him in the face.

Suzaku smiled and wished Lelouch was the emotional type that would. He'd take the foot that did it and absolutely wreck it. He still might, but later. Right now he'd found an interesting spot right inside Lulu's thigh. He scitched a pair of fingers along it and enjoyed how his captive tried desperately to squeeze his legs closed to stop him. Occasionally Lelouch's balls would swing over and Suzaku would the bristled palm of the glove along those fuzzy brown treasures. He truly wished he could hear the sounds Lelouch was making in that cell but it wasn't worth hearing what the forked tongue geass user would probably be trying to promise him in exchange for mercy.

Suzaku felt an impact at his back and looked to see that to his surprise Lulu had worked up the nerve to lash out a kick at him. Too bad for him that right now was having too much fun up here in his nethers. Still, the punishment was due, spare the rod and all. Suzaku sat upon the floor and taking the other ankle crossed his legs to trap both of Lelouch's feet in his lap. He thought about how nice the pair of pristine Brittanian Royal soles looked with the still bright red message he'd tattooed upon them. He reached down and readjusted himself until they were the way he liked.

Inside his cell, Lelouch was a red-faced, weeping mess. The tickling to the inside of his thigh had made him lose his mind and the feeling of Suzaku's damn demon gloves playing with his had almost made him lose consciousness with how badly it tickled. He'd almost gone face-first into the floor as he kicked Suzaku but he needed to save himself. Now though he was red as could be as he definitely felt what Suzaku was doing out there. He could feel the meaty sword that Suzaku's crossed legs were trapping his feet around and could only groan at the feeling.

Suzaku had pressed Lelouch's soles around his cock and was keeping them there as his evil gloves went back and twirled a finger in the sensitive canyon between Lelouch's balls and ass. Inside his cell, Lelouch was a sweaty mess promising Suzaku whatever degradation he wanted in exchange for mercy. Of course, the knight couldn't hear him so it was just a waste of breath. All his struggling was of course jerking his ankles about meaning his trapped feet were rubbing up and down Suzaku's cock through his pants. The brown-haired student's eyes fluttered at the feeling of Lelouch's unwilling footjob and his hands fell from teasing his thighs and ass to hang limply at his sides.


Suzaku looked down at Lelouch's cute feet and how they were driving him absolutely wild. They were scrunched up at the moment in fear and Suzaku bit his lip at the little wrinkles that had formed. This person had murdered so many people but he still wasn't able to resist the urge to reach out and pinch one of the wrinkles. He rationalized it to himself as a punishment in the form of a pinch. He picked one little ridge beneath the ball of the Brittanian's foot and gave it a hard peck. To his surprise, he saw both of Lelouch's feet bloom open like flowers at the action. His eyes were drawn to the creamy stretch of the man's arches right inside the Zero emblazoned on them, looking like delicious rivers of milk that he could just imagine his cat, Arthur loving to bits. The sheer innocence of that idea had Suzaku smirking and his cock stiffening.



A gloved finger sliding along in that tract of land though had Lelouch's feet shaking in surprise and then trying to scrunch up again. This added more friction to Suzaku's manhood so of course, he did it again, and again, and again. Inside his cell, the sweaty and bested Lelouch knew what his childhood friend was doing but couldn't stop him. He didn't even have the energy to kneel anymore, more hanging from his trapped position in the door. He rested his cheek against the cold padding of his cell and could only moan in discomfort as he was dragged back and forth along it by Suzaku thrusting his hips. He wanted to snarl at the humiliation but there was a different feeling building up in Lelouch's chest at the attention. Suzaku felt almost the same and groaned out a beleaguered "Yeeees, your Majesty!" in response to the flexing and unflexing of Lelouch's soles.

His eyes looked to the only source of light in his cell, the recording light of the camera saving his humiliation for all to see. The hard pinches and light strokes on his feet were driving "Zero" mad but all he could do at this point was breathlessly gasp at the sensations shooting up his legs. On the other side, Suzaku was almost there. His eyes were rolled up into the back of his head as he sat with his back against the door. His fingers were just repeating the motion at this point of tickling Lelouch's soles with minds of their own since his was rapidly filling with white.

Soon his head matched, as the euphoric knight was taken by surprise. A hot load of white was shot right atop Suzaku's head from Lelouch's cock above him. Small trails of it spilled down from inside his nest of black hair the Knight of Sevens sat there in utter disbelief. How could this have happened? Was Lelouch actually...turned on by this? Suzaku was doing his best to utterly humiliate and break this criminal but somehow he was the one sitting here with a cum on his face. Had Lelouch been enjoying this the whole time?! How did that bastard always win?!?

Inside his cell, it didn't feel like Lelouch had won. He lay there in a sweaty pool with his hair stuck to his head not that unlike Kururugi right now. Mr. "Lamperouge" had no idea of where that had load he'd just let out had gone and the effect it had just had on Suzaku. Outside the knight was steaming but in here the fallen demon was smiling his first genuine smile in a while at the bit of respite in the teasing of his feet. That stopped abruptly though as Suzaku pinched each of the smallest toes of Lelouch's feet between his thumb and forefinger. Lelouch's one uncovered eye wet wide as the knight used his baby toes as handlebars to feverishly pump his feet along his clothed cock until he came in his pants. Suzaku fell back on the door covered in seen and unseen semen still not feeling as if he'd won.

He looked to the camera that had broadcast his "loss" out over all of Brittania. He burned with anger at another humiliation from Zero. An idea popped into his head however and he smiled at it as seed streamed down his leg. He stood up and opened the hatch to Lelouch's cell to shove the man in fully. He stopped for a second and then reached into seizing Lelouch by the ankle that announced who's property he was. He pulled that foot back and closed the hatch around his ankle. Let the guards have some fun he figured. Playing with Rolo would eventually grow dull so now they had options. He left to clean himself up and prepare his new plan as Lelouch lost consciousness.

Lelouch had a restful sleep despite everything. His dreams were of a happy day back at school with Suzaku, Nunnaly, and everyone else. He found Suzaku telling quite a few jokes that made him laugh loudly which seemed a bit uncharacteristic. In reality, this was his brain trying to rationalize the guards coming by to play with his protruding foot as he slept. The part of the dream where Suzaku slammed him down on the desk and held him while Rivalz sucked upon his toes was an awakening though. The two teased him about how he liked it despite all his struggling.

When Lelouch woke most of the dream fell away but that stuck with him. Did he like it? He had cum from just Suzaku tickling his feet after all... The royal's musings were interrupted by somebody opening the hatch to his cell and releasing his foot. Soon the door was opened and a pair of guards marched in to tend to Lelouch. He was let out of his straitjacket for the first time since his defeat. Lelouch swore in his mind at the pathetic young man he'd become that he didn't even have the idea of running.

He knew the guards would catch him quickly of course but why was he now so submissive? Yes, he saw that they had those same damn gloves of Suzaku's l hanging from their belts, and his toes curled at the thought of them. He'd fought to destroy an empire though and now here he was whimpering as the men pulled his arms above his head. To his surprise rather than dig into his virgin armpits that hadn't been aired out in days, instead, they took him by the wrists and forced the defeated rebel to stretch. It was humiliating to him, to not be trusted with this the most basic of human needs. Despite it though Lelouch saw that once again his manhood was hardening of its own accord.


"Hmmph, so Sir Kururugi was right. This damn rebel does like being manhandled. Pathetic."

"I DO NOT! HE SPREADS LIES ABOUT ME THAT BOOTLI-AHAHA! DAHAHAMN YOU!"

The second Lelouch had talked back, the guards had let him have it. One dug roughly into those touch-starved armpits of his he'd just been thinking about. Lelouch was so weak at this point, that all he could do was just sink to his knees as those fingers flicked about inside his sensitive hollow. He giggled at first but the fingers pressing deeper in soon had his laughter growing harsher. It got worse as the other guard took him by the ankle and made sure he got a full view of him putting on that damn glove. Lelouch soon felt that rubber wrapping around his foot and those damned bristles that must have been designed in the deepest pits of hells dragging along his sole. He bucked and fought at first but soon he was sinking into the two's arms in exhaustion.

The two slowed down only when it reached the point that the only thing keeping Lelouch off the ground was them. They dropped him in disgust and sneered at the way his hands shot to his erect cock. It was hard for the two to believe that this disgusting mess had come so close to bringing the Empire to its knees. They watched Lelouch moan and try to finish by himself but remembered their purpose. They dragged his hands from his lap as he sniveled and prepared a new straitjacket just for him.

Lelouch whined and kicked like a child as they forced him into it which in its way was a kind of relief. This was the kind of thing they wanted to force on a deranged would-be world conqueror, not a sweaty sex addict. Little did they know of how small a difference there was at this point. The new straitjacket was smaller than Lelouch's last. Almost a crop-top but cut even higher, to the point where the brunette's ribs were exposed and little tufts of the sparse hair in is just ravaged armpits poked out from under it. His arms were completely immobile in it but if an outside force helped, then they could be dragged up to expose more of his tasty underarms.

Once Lelouch was firmly buckled into his new attire the guards were kind enough to demonstrate this fact for him. One dragged his arms up with just one hand and also showed off that there were straps on the forearms of his bondage device that connected with hooks on the shoulders to suspend his arms up in this vulnerable position where anybody could take advantage of him. They did just that and went right back to wiggling their fingers in the royal badlands so to speak. Lelouch kicked his legs until the two sat upon his knees to put an end to that and rendered the prisoner completely immobile. They were gentler with his armpits this time which Lelouch actually thought was worse as it showed how powerless he was and only made him more aroused.

The guards saw that and again remembered their purpose. The two pulled out bottles of previously warmed oil and removing the gloves from their hands, squeezed out dollops of it into their palms. Lelouch knew better than to resist or even hiss out a threat, the old Lelouch would have let these men know what would happen to them WHEN he got out of here but the new one was too frightened of them bullying his ticklish toes. Lelouch choked on that when he realized it and also from the feeling of the hot oil the men clapped into his soles and then began rubbing into every single nook and wrinkle. They paid particular attention to Mr. Lammperouge's toes and even if he didn't resist, took great pleasure in bending them back to make the stems, pads, and in between them all got a nice amount.

Lelouch took pleasure in the massage, which wasn't shocking. Still, he felt this was a trap and bit his lip to make sure that the men didn't hear one utterance of pleasure from him. Once the two had made sure that their captive's feet were sufficiently oiled and relaxed though he broke. A little spark of rebellion caught inside Lelouch and that barbed tongue shot out.

"Are you fools here to please the true Emperor of Brittania in hopes that I'll show you mercy down the road? Maybe one of you can be in charge of caring for my feet and the other can spend his days on his hands and knees as a resting place for them. I'll leave it up to you two to decide who's who."

One guard's hand clenched into a fist but the other restrained him. He shook his head and unholstered something on his belt and Lelouch's eyes grew wide as he saw the butt of a gun. He smirked at his victory, if these idiots killed him here it was better than a life as Suzaku's pleasure sock. When the other guard scooped him into his arms in a princess carry though Lelouch couldn't hide his confusion. The feeling of warm air on his oily soles though made him yelp like an animal and it got only hotter and hotter. He peered down and saw what he'd thought was a gun, was in fact a hair-dryer.

The guards smirked at the way that Lelouch's self-control melted away and he started twisting in their arms and desperately trying to pull his feet away from the machine as that oil baked in and his feet grew more and more sensitive. He felt the tingling sensation of the air coming in through his cell door and sputtered at it.

"You weren't that far off, you damned rebel. We have been put in charge of your feet. Under Sir Kururugi's order, this is gonna be how your greeted every morning. Gotta make sure you are fresh before the parties you're gonna be attending."

"What?! What the hell are you tal-talking about?! Arghh the air tihihickles!?!"

"That was good oil we rubbed in there. What with that and how we heated those cute feet of you-of Sir Kururugi's. Well, they'll be like that for a while! Hehe~"

Lelouch heard the drier click on again and the other guard bent his toes back to get the air between them as well. Just the man touching his toes had the helpless Geass-wielder about to choke on his own tongue.

"Yo-You can't expect me to walk like this!"

"Oh no, we don't expect that. You see we're part of three gifts your lovely new owner got you, to help get ready for the party tonight. You, Zero are going to debut amongst the Brittanian High Society tonight! Well, I guess we should say re-debut since you were there before as a prince. Now though you'll be going back as a plaything. Let's get you to your second gift!"

Still twitching from just the natural air on his hypersensitive soles, Lelouch was carried from the room by the sadistic guards. What was waiting outside made his eyes bulge when he saw it. He would know that wheelchair anywhere but what the hell was it doing here, what had been done to it, and most importantly where was the one who was supposed to have it.

"WHY?! WHY IS NUNNALLY'S CHAIR HERE?! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HER!?"

"Calm down Lelouch. Do you really think I'd let her be harmed? Unlike you she's innocent."

Suzaku stepped from the shadows towards the restrained and kicking Lelouch. He had something in his hands and Lelouch flinched as he leaned in and secured it around his neck. Suzaku stood back and smiled at the leather collar secured around his captive's neck. It matched perfectly with the collar on his cat's back at the academy. A small silver nametag hung from it and announced to the world that this was his "Lulu", reading the name on it made his new pet flush and hiss not unlike his cat. Suzaku swallowed down how cute he found that and instead waved for the guards to place Lelouch into the wheelchair.

They did as ordered and clamped Lelouch's ankles into the newly added footrest springing from the chair. It kept the humiliated rebel's legs jutting out ahead of him and came with a pair of stocks to keep his ankles snug and secure to show off his reddened and sensitive soles. Suzaku dismissed the pair and showed Lelouch a wrist-mounted comm's device he now sported. He turned away and started walking down the hallway and to Lelouch's surprise the chair whirred to life and followed him. Lelouch fumed in his seat while Suzaku droned on about features his new chair had including the "Electronic Leash" that would make sure to follow him unless he disabled it. It also came with extra belts to strap Lulu in for safety and on the off chance he was ever good, it had a few strategic massagers in place for Suzaku to reward him.

Lelouch's ears pricked up and how this custom-built "Throne" Suzaku had made him came with sleeping aids to help with the travel the two of them would be doing. He was about to demand that he elaborate on that when he felt a prick at the back of his neck and heard a whirring from the chair as something withdrew back into it. Lelouch's thoughts became cloudy and his angry words at Suzaku demanding information about his sister instead slurred into gibberish. His eyelids closed and he drifted off to unconsciousness. Suzaku was struck at how cute his former friend was when he slept even in such an evil contraption as this but did his best to forget it as he looked forward to the night instead.


Lelouch awoke slowly to the feeling of another jab in his neck. The damned throne had given him another dose of something to rouse him it seemed. Still, he was grateful for an unmolested sleep. His eye traveled down to see the various targets, shapes and messages scribbled along his legs and chest and amended that to a deep sleep at least. The chair rolled along behind Suzaku and Lelouch noticed that he was wearing his fancy dress uniform now. The crisp white suit was freshly pressed and inferred that he was going somewhere with the intent to impress. Lelouch looked himself over and saw that he'd been gussied up a bit as well. He now wore a bowtie over his collar and somebody had pulled a fresh pair of briefs up between his legs. Whoever had done it though had also made that sure his cock still him out the opening though so he doubted it was with altruistic intent.

They went through the door and Lelouch was struck at how bright everything was after having spent so long down in the cell. He looked around at a gorgeous ballroom with gaudily dressed men and women he recognized as the Brittanian Nobility living here in Japa-Area 11. He sneered at them as best he could but was surprised when they began crowding around him and Suzaku.

"Ladies and Gentlemen of Brittania! I give you Zero! The terror of Area 11! Or as he was formerly known Lelouch vi Brittania!"

Manicured hands came from folds of ruffled dresses and pressed suits to scratch and poke all along Lelouch's exposed skin. His ribs were roughly scratched at by a pair of women whose names he'd never learned from his days as a royal. A man with a decorative feather in his hat plucked it and began fluttering it along the boy's neck.

"BAHAHAHA! DAHAHAMN YOU AHHAALLL! GEHEHET AHAHAFF MEHEHEE!"

"Gather round Lords and Ladies! Lelouch hasn't been here in high society for a long time! He's clearly TICKLED to be here though! Why I've never seen him smile so wide, even when I play with his ticklish toes! Oops! Sorry, Lulu! I think I just let a secret slip!"

Lelouch's toes soon were getting played with just like Suzaku had meant. He was impressed with the ingenuity of the nobility though. He'd expected just fingers to victimize the digits but instead, the vicious ladies of the courts raid the cutlery. There had been sets of chopsticks laid out in case the nobles had wanted to sample some of the food Area 11 was famous for. They had of course been left untouched until now where a few enterprising nobles were using a set of chopsticks in one hand a shrimp fork in the other. Each of Lelouch's toes were captured and pulled back by the sticks, allowing the forks to glide their prongs up and down the stems of Zero's toes as he cackled and bounced on his throne of shame.

His smooth thighs were squeezed and scratched by a few lower aristocrats until they were shooed away by more experienced hands. A certain high-ranking man of Brittania was in attendance and he played games like these with his favorite subordinate quite frequently, there was no way he'd resist a chance to play with Zero himself. The man produced a napkin and laid it across Lelouch's lap to cover his erect manhood. He then seized Lelouch's penis by the shaft and began stroking his finger along the head of Lelouch's cock. The soft fabric of the silk had Lelouch's mind spinning as he was lost in the tickling feeling and the feeling of contact on that sensitive opening. His one eye looked up at the tall blonde playing with his cock and he hissed in rage.

"What a reaction to give family! Come now Lelouch I haven't seen you since you were a boy and was so looking forward to seeing how you'd grown. I pride myself on the ability to think ahead but I must say you got me! Never once did I see something like this in your future, Little Brother."

"Nehehe sh-shuhut up damn you! Is thihis the kind of thiihing you enjoy Schnizel?! You bahahastard! I'll geheht freehee and hahahve my rehehvenge! I'll kihill you! I' huhuhumil-HHRRMPH?!"

A red ball had been forced between Lelouch's lips. It was pulled tight to muffle any words the fallen despot might have to say and then buckled around the back of his head. A redheaded man in a Brittanian uniform stepped from behind Lelouch and took Schneizel by the arm, helping the crown prince up before hanging off his arm. The tall blond shook his head but didn't shoo him away. Instead, he waved a finger at him in an exaggerated scolding.

"Why, Kanon I've asked you before not to step in on these kinds of things unless asked."

"My apologies Lord Schneizel but I just couldn't stand to hear him denigrate you so. It wouldn't do for an earl of Brittania to simply stand by as such threats were said. It wouldn't do for any citizen of Brittania to do so-Hmmp?"

Schneizel pressed a finger to his "close friend's" lips and shook his head in disapproval.

"Kanon, I'm a big boy who can take a few mean words, Besides Lelouch is family so they mean even less."

"I apologize, my liege."

"So dreadfully formal, we'll talk about that later. Maybe we can see if Sir Kururugi has one of these chairs to spare for you? He's who you should be apologizing to after all. Imagine if he came into your quarters and played with your toys?"

Through this whole dialogue, Schneizel had been admiring the rebellious look on Lelouch's face and thinking of the next game he'd play with him. However, Suzaku clearing his throat finally made him remember that he wasn't the only guest at this party. He offered a smile of apology but was waved off by the knight.

"Your majesty is too hard on Sir Maldini! I thank him for helping me stop my kitten's mewling. It's as they say, spare the rod and spoil the child."

"Ahh, Sir Kururugi is wise beyond his years. I did have a younger brother who was rather spoiled by his mother. He did grow into quite a problem down the road. Didn't he Lelouch?"

The bad boy in question shot a look at Schneizel of utter contempt, both at his statements and the feeling of his own drool leaking down his neck from behind his gag.

"Well then Kanon, if it's not an apology that Sir Kururugi wants then I believe Lelouch himself is who you owe sincerity to. I do believe that he was looking forward to a chess match with his older sibling that he hasn't seen in so long but now your impulsiveness has spoiled that."

"My liege is quite perceptive. I never would have thought to apologize directly to "Lulu"

"AH-HA! Lulu? Oh, that's good."

"I suppose I'd better make it an apology to remember eh?"

To the surprise of all Kanon, descended to a kneel before the bound Lelouch and put his hand over his heart.

"My sincerest apologies, oh former Royal of Brittania. I know you've been through so much. Between your failed rebellion, being stripped of your title, taken prisoner, and converted into a toy for a knight's pleasure, having your desire to be dominated exposed to the world, and even having your allies forced into similar situations due to your failure."

Lelouch's eyebrows shot up at the last part and Schneizel had to cover his mouth so as not to laugh.

"Kanon my dear, he hasn't been informed about the last part. Xingke, Rolo, and Kallim are at separate parties right now entertaining the guests."

Kanon adopted a look of mock surprise before turning back to Lelouch with a barely hidden smirk of his own.

"My, my do I need to watch my mouth. It seems I'm almost as disrespectful to you as you are to my liege. I can think of only one way to apologize at this point."

Kanon was always unpredictable and surprised all of them again by leaning forward and planting a kiss upon the trapped sole of Lelouch's foot. Schneizel and Suzaku both looked on in shock while Lelouch bounced in his chained throne at the intense stimulation that provided on feet as sensitized as his were. He tried desperately to pull his feet out of the secure stocks as he saw Kanon coming back for another but it was of course, pointless. Schneizel's loyal general gave Lelouch's foot another kiss, right on the plush ball of it but this time his pink tongue poked out and added to the experience.

Lelouch howled into his gag at the feeling shooting up his leg and into his brain, thrashing in his chair at what to him was insane torture. To everyone watching, however, it looked more like a child throwing a fit. Kanon didn't let up though and began laying kisses all along Lelouch's restrained foot as the prince bucked in his bonds and slobbered into his gag.

"Why Kanon you are ever the surprise. I truly do love that about you. From the way that "Lulu" is acting, I think he does too. What an exquisite apology!"

Kanon offered a smile to Schneizel briefly but quickly returned to tending to Lelouch's foot. The man's lips were now buzzing along the stems of his toes while his tongue forced his way in between them. Lelouch's head was spinning from the strange feeling and how badly it tickled. His mind was awash in the feeling just as his chest was with how much drool was seeping out from that gag.

It was about to get worse, however. In his state, he didn't hear the gasp of the crowd, and his eyes had rolled back in his head so he didn't see it either. It wasn't until another pair of lips was added to his other foot that Lelouch looked down to see a second head with golden blonde hair tending to his helpless feet. Schneizel had been enjoying the show that Kanon was putting on but what kind of commander would he be to shy away from this? He took hold of Lelouch's other foot with his hands which on its own had his half-brother fidgeting. When he added his lips to his arch though, the fidgets turned into full convulsions as Lelouch's thin body bounced around in ticklish agony.

Unlike Kanon who was using his tongue to stimulate and worship his way along Lelouch's sole, Schneizel's kisses were hiding the crown prince's teeth. They grazed along Lelouch's skin in a way that made his legs go limp and his back arch. While Kanon now was sampling his soft heel, Schneizel was working his along with his toes and giving the pad of each a hard nip. The two worked well together with Kanon graciously making room for his master to nip all ten of the long and tasty digits. It only took around four of five toe-bites for Lelouch to lose control and make a mess right there in front of the crowd.

"Why look at that! All over himself like a pig! How disgraceful!"

"Sir Kururugi was right! This rebel likes this! To be tied down and debased with tickling! My goodness and this is a vi Brittania?"

"My goodness, it's not even softening."

"...to be honest if Prince Schneizel and Lord Kanon did that to me then I...."

The crowd murmured and laughed at Lelouch's shame and sticky lap. It didn't matter at all to the two tending to him though. Schneizel and Kanon never let up for a second at Lelouch's feet. They actually began alternating tactics to make it worse. Kanon began using his teeth to nip at the balls of Lelouch's feet, while Schneizel used his tongue to lap up the entirety of the painted sole before him. The taste of the ink drawn in by Suzaku was a bit odd but the flavor itself was much better then he'd ever admit to anyone besides the man kneeling beside him.

He pulled Kanon closer and began laying passionate tongue kisses into Lelouch's arch as he felt the foot try to flee. While he was enjoying this, in the Prince's mind he was playing with his trusted aide-de-camp's foot in the privacy of his own boudoir. Though he was also thinking of some games to play with Lelouch should Sir Kururugi feel inclined to share in the future. He had a nice fantasy of himself dragging a black king chess piece along the boy's sole and what kinds of sound he'd make at that. The prince's dress pants grew tight at the overlapping fantasy and he thought of retiring away to handle that but was rather enjoying himself too much.

When Schneizel pulled Kanon close he made a noise. An almost imperceptible sigh of contentment. It wouldn't mean anything to anybody else but Schneizel he thought but Suzaku heard it and looked away. If Kanon had noticed that though he would have been the tiniest bit embarrassed but thankfully his diplomatic training would have helped him hide it. His own mind raced with whether Suzaku would be willing to lend out his kitten to Prince Schneizel and him. Not that he cared a whit about Lelouch himself. No they could toss him off for the servants to tease and play with, Kanon's mind had him in that chair and that gag in between his own plump lips as he was ravaged. He had a silken blindfold in his personal belongings that had been a gift from his CO that he hoped would be allowed in as well.

The feeling of both men biting at his toes and soles had Lelouch's entire body limp. He'd become even more sensitive after that ejaculation and as such he could barely even breathe through his nose anymore. His crotch felt so hot and his chest so tight as once more the pressure built up inside him and released again as his streams of tears ran down his cheeks. Still, though the two didn't let up. Instead, to Lelouch's absolute horror, the crowd began pressing in around him, incensed by the display the two were putting on. Suzaku pulled Lelouch's arms above his head and hooked it to the top of his chair.

The exposing of new space on Lelouch's body was well-timed as a number of the lesser noblemen were eager to take part. These low-born aristocrats had taken their manhoods from their pants and to Lelouch's horror began dragging the wet-heads of them along inside his armpit hollows. The strange sensation would have made him laugh normally but in his hyper-sensitized state right now it was making his mind melt. One noblewoman who was an avid admirer of Earl Maldini was quite jealous at how Lelouch was taking up his time. She produced a silken napkin she'd taken from the banquette table and looped it around Lelouch's balls. She began pulling it back and forth to floss the delicate canyons on either side of them as Lelouch's eye went glassy. A few of the Elevenses that worked as servants were able to sneak in and join in. One such man was a former Black Knight himself who'd hoped to try and help his leader. However, he found himself overtaken by lust and taking one of the discarded shrimp forks that had been used on Lelouch's toes earlier, began twirling it inside his navel. Later after everyone calmed down the man would take it home and take deep whiffs and licks of what remained of the hero of Area 11 on it.

The frenzied party continued long past the point of Lelouch losing consciousness again. The nobility would have stayed on playing with the limp prisoner regardless of Suzaku's objections had Schneizel not taken pity and had the guards pull Lelouch out of their grasp. Schneizel bid adieu to Suzaku as the knight left before retiring to his quarters to "debrief" Kanon. It wasn't until he was safely secured back in his cell that Lelouch regained consciousness. That was more than enough time however for Suzaku to have everything prepared. He offered Lelouch a glass of water at first but had it refused.

"You've most likely put something in it to make me more fun for your games. I see through you Kururugi, I'd never have expected the capacity for evil you have."

"That's rich coming from you Lelouch. However much as I did for years with yourself, you misjudge me. I'm here to offer you one and only one chance at mercy. A way to stop all of this permanently and go back to your old life."

"Ha, a trick? You must think me a fool. You want me to lead you to C.C. or the remaining Black Knights just so you can drag me back here by the neck, don't you? Or just put a bullet in me? At this point, it would be a mercy."

"Yes it would Lelouch and it's better than you deserve. Much better. However, that's why I'm doing it. I don't care about C.C. and the remaining Black Knights got caught when we used Rolo to relay your "message". I'm doing this out of absolute pity for you Lelouch. Pity at what's to come. You see Schneizel greatly enjoyed his time with you. The nobles as well. So much so that you've become requested at Governor's Balls, Galas, and various other events all across all of Brittania's great empire. In fact your due at Area 7 in two days for Lord Gottwald's private entertainment. After what I saw them do to you before, even I'll admit to pitying for as poor a creature as you. So I will defy his majesty to make you more comfortable."

"BASTARD! JUST KILL ME! PUT A BULLET IN ME AND MAKE IT ALL STOP! I CAN'T DO THAT AGAIN!"

"That's too easy for you Lelouch. Much too easy, your crimes are still far too numerous. So I'll do this instead."

Suzaku placed a piece of paper in Lelouch's lap and waited for him to read it. He could tell when he was finished by his expression of utter fear changing to disgust.

"Suzaku...please...anything but that..."

"There's no third option, Lelouch. You've reached the point in your path where it's either this or a private party with Schneizel. I've heard tell he's purchased a throne just like yours and had it built with the parts from your old Knightmare. He's planning to strap Kanon into it and have you and he go sole to sole in ticklish jousting."

"NO! NO MORE!"

"Then read it, Lelouch. It'll all end if you just read it."

Suzaku knelt next to Lelouch ripped off his blindfold. He held him by the chin with one hand and used the other to hold a mirror up to the utterly broken man as his eye glowed.


A few days later saw an entirely different scene play out. Suzaku ran to his class at Ashcroft Academy and just outpaced the bell. The youngest knight of the round received applause from his classmates but that only served to embarrass him. He waved it off as his teacher directed him to his assigned seat. He really wished that the rest of the class would go back to treating him the way he was before he became a knight. Thankfully the student council did but the rest were too scared to even walk down the same hallway as him. He tried to be friendly and keep his military career far from the school. Well except for-

A poke in the small of Suzaku's back made him squeak and earned him another withering glare from the teacher. He smiled back before turning back to face the devil sitting behind him. The other students did their best not to stare at how the two of them were doing it again.

"Lelouch" Suzaku hissed under his breath at his boyfriend/problem "Knock it off at once or you'll get us both in trouble again!"

"Oh? But Suzaaaaaku, you know I'm not in charge of those two."

Lelouch's other foot traced a toe up Suzaku's calf and the young knight made the whole table shake when he jumped.

"I mean it, Lelouch! One more strike and we'll get the military punishment! Not the student one! That means the whole day out in the courtyard, in the stocks!"

Lelouch's eyes glowed red as he smiled at Suzaku. Inwardly the knight smiled as well. After all, this is the level of devilish he'd wanted from his friend and what he'd made him say into the mirror.

"The difference between me and you Kururugi is that even though I lie to others, I'm honest with myself. You and I both know that's no punishment. After all, you kept me up all last night feeding your cat. I'll have you know that my soles still smell like milk!"

"Hmmph, you never pulled away though."

"Well of course I didn't. You might have let me out of those big strong arms if I had. You know I get scared when I watch those home movies of yours. Whatever happened to that Zero fellow in the video? You never let me watch to the end."

"He got what he deserved Lelouch."

"Hmmph, all that fun for a few crimes? Maybe I shou-should...should..."

"Lelouch, stop it."

The student council President stayed staring at nothing for awhile before he snapped back to Suzaku with a smile. He kicked his feet up on either side of his desk as the teacher fumed.

"KURURUGI! LAMPEROUGE! THAT'S IT! GO TO THE COURTYARD AND REPORT TO THE STOCKS! AND DAMMIT LAMPEROUGE WHY ARE YOUR SHOES OFF AGAIN?? YOU'LL BE IN THERE TOMORROW AS WELL!"

Lelouch smiled and practically skipped his way to the door. He waited for Suzaku but saw him looking at that weird paper again. He didn't get that thing, he read it into the mirror every night at Suzaku's insistence but never remembered what it said afterward. He smiled as he strode off to his punishment at a question he didn't care about the answer to. With a boyfriend that locked tickling him, humiliating him, and tossing him about as much he loved Suzaku did doing those things to him, he was willing to overlook a few eccentricities.