[Fanfiction] [Code Geass] Summer Snacks
Title: Summer Snacks
Author/Artist/Iconist: Dark Hooded Eriol the Magician
Fandom: Code Geass
Claim: Lelouch Lamperouge / C.C
Prompt Set: Violet
Prompt: 8. Grapes
Rating: PG-15
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Lelouch Lamperouge entered their bedroom with a small sigh. He unbuttoned his formal black uniform's top before hanging it behind the door. It was an unusually hot summer day in Ashford High School. He had a vague inkling that it might be caused by global warming but he pushed away the thought.
(As far as he knew, he had enough causes to deal with. Battling for the environment weren't on the priority list. Who had time to worry about plastic and the ozone layer when they had to save lives?)
"You're early," a soft voice remarked.
The black-haired lad turned to his right to see C.C lying on her stomach on the window seat. Her long green hair gleamed in the sunlight; her skin glowed with a healthy tan. He had to smile at her utter lack of self-consciousness. C.C could lounge around in her underwear and not bat an eyelash.
He's never met another woman who was so confident and so sure of her place in the world. All the other young women he met or knew paled in comparison. C.C was a woman of the world. And as much as he hated to admit it, he admired that.
C.C reminded him of his mother- wild, fearless and fierce. She possessed an aura of composure that attracted him. For a man who had a lot going on in his life, he needed someone who would give him stable ground. He wanted someone who could keep up and keep him.
Lelouch knew that balancing his life with the rebellion was taking its toll on him. And C.C had taken it up on herself to see to it.
"I'm not busy," he said as he headed towards the dresser. Somehow living with a green-haired immortal woman made him lose all of his inhibitions. The situation suited him actually. Having her around made things so much easier.
C.C responded with a soft "mmm".
"What are you eating?" Lelouch asked as he approached her. He had changed into a white t shirt and black boxers. Sweat dripped down on his back. His black hair was damp and clung to his head.
She looked at him coolly as she sat up. He was a tall and lanky youth with no definition whatsoever but he was terribly gorgeous. Her eyes noted his unnatural thinness and the puffiness under his eyes. She wondered if he was even trying to sleep; she knew she should be worried.
(The witch couldn't let her contractor die without doing anything, right?)
Then and there she decided to chide him more about his health. It was about time to try eating healthy too. She may not need to watch her diet but he does. A bite of regret reminded her that maybe; just maybe, it was her fault that he was slightly unhealthy. Having pizza everyday doesn't cover all the necessary nutrients a growing boy needs…
Lelouch was painfully aware of her studying gaze but he refused to be affected. It was a game after all. They were both playing and neither was winning. The first one to give in loses…
"Grapes," C.C answered quietly. She picked up a piece from the shallow yellow bowl lying beside her book and held it up. Her golden eyes went thoughtful as she stared at the juicy little fruit with its wet dark violet skin and smooth texture. Lelouch stared back when she turned to him. "They match your eyes."
He sat down beside her, shaking his head. She was so random sometimes. His little Gray Witch was going to lose today… "Why thank you," he said drily. "Ow!"
C.C swatted his hand away. She hugged the bowl to her chest possessively. He couldn't help but look at her full bosom. They looked soft and full like fruits ripe for picking. A small swallow reminded him that his throat was dry. "Get your own bowl," she murmured.
Lelouch smirked as he leaned forward and stared at her eyes intently. "Is that so? Why don't you share with me?"
"They're cool, fresh and totally delicious…" She smiled wickedly when he placed a hand in between her outstretched legs. A shiver climbed up her spine as his eyes held her in place. Cold violet eyes rimmed with the darkest fan of lashes kept her gaze.
(Two can play this game.)
His eyes darted downwards to her lips when she popped a grape into her mouth. Seeing her sensuous pink lips closing around the small purple fruit was enough to drive him crazy. He had to have her now…
C.C smiled when Lelouch kissed her deeply. She knew that snacking on grapes was a very healthy option.
(And she knew that making love was always the best exercise.)
Author/Artist/Iconist: Dark Hooded Eriol the Magician
Fandom: Code Geass
Claim: Lelouch Lamperouge / C.C
Prompt Set: Violet
Prompt: 8. Grapes
Rating: PG-15
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Lelouch Lamperouge entered their bedroom with a small sigh. He unbuttoned his formal black uniform's top before hanging it behind the door. It was an unusually hot summer day in Ashford High School. He had a vague inkling that it might be caused by global warming but he pushed away the thought.
(As far as he knew, he had enough causes to deal with. Battling for the environment weren't on the priority list. Who had time to worry about plastic and the ozone layer when they had to save lives?)
"You're early," a soft voice remarked.
The black-haired lad turned to his right to see C.C lying on her stomach on the window seat. Her long green hair gleamed in the sunlight; her skin glowed with a healthy tan. He had to smile at her utter lack of self-consciousness. C.C could lounge around in her underwear and not bat an eyelash.
He's never met another woman who was so confident and so sure of her place in the world. All the other young women he met or knew paled in comparison. C.C was a woman of the world. And as much as he hated to admit it, he admired that.
C.C reminded him of his mother- wild, fearless and fierce. She possessed an aura of composure that attracted him. For a man who had a lot going on in his life, he needed someone who would give him stable ground. He wanted someone who could keep up and keep him.
Lelouch knew that balancing his life with the rebellion was taking its toll on him. And C.C had taken it up on herself to see to it.
"I'm not busy," he said as he headed towards the dresser. Somehow living with a green-haired immortal woman made him lose all of his inhibitions. The situation suited him actually. Having her around made things so much easier.
C.C responded with a soft "mmm".
"What are you eating?" Lelouch asked as he approached her. He had changed into a white t shirt and black boxers. Sweat dripped down on his back. His black hair was damp and clung to his head.
She looked at him coolly as she sat up. He was a tall and lanky youth with no definition whatsoever but he was terribly gorgeous. Her eyes noted his unnatural thinness and the puffiness under his eyes. She wondered if he was even trying to sleep; she knew she should be worried.
(The witch couldn't let her contractor die without doing anything, right?)
Then and there she decided to chide him more about his health. It was about time to try eating healthy too. She may not need to watch her diet but he does. A bite of regret reminded her that maybe; just maybe, it was her fault that he was slightly unhealthy. Having pizza everyday doesn't cover all the necessary nutrients a growing boy needs…
Lelouch was painfully aware of her studying gaze but he refused to be affected. It was a game after all. They were both playing and neither was winning. The first one to give in loses…
"Grapes," C.C answered quietly. She picked up a piece from the shallow yellow bowl lying beside her book and held it up. Her golden eyes went thoughtful as she stared at the juicy little fruit with its wet dark violet skin and smooth texture. Lelouch stared back when she turned to him. "They match your eyes."
He sat down beside her, shaking his head. She was so random sometimes. His little Gray Witch was going to lose today… "Why thank you," he said drily. "Ow!"
C.C swatted his hand away. She hugged the bowl to her chest possessively. He couldn't help but look at her full bosom. They looked soft and full like fruits ripe for picking. A small swallow reminded him that his throat was dry. "Get your own bowl," she murmured.
Lelouch smirked as he leaned forward and stared at her eyes intently. "Is that so? Why don't you share with me?"
"They're cool, fresh and totally delicious…" She smiled wickedly when he placed a hand in between her outstretched legs. A shiver climbed up her spine as his eyes held her in place. Cold violet eyes rimmed with the darkest fan of lashes kept her gaze.
(Two can play this game.)
His eyes darted downwards to her lips when she popped a grape into her mouth. Seeing her sensuous pink lips closing around the small purple fruit was enough to drive him crazy. He had to have her now…
C.C smiled when Lelouch kissed her deeply. She knew that snacking on grapes was a very healthy option.
(And she knew that making love was always the best exercise.)