[Fanfiction] [Code Geass] Lover
C.C had had many lovers. She’s seen many faces and embraced many bodies. She’s had many men in her life that had loved and used her. Love was an illusion and sex was a game. And she was always a willing participant until it bored her.
She’d spent nights on different beds with different men. So she thought that this affair was not any different.
Lelouch was just a man. Tall, dark-haired and aristocratic, he was certainly gorgeous. But she had met many dark-haired men who were certainly more charming or more handsome. She thought that she could launch a silly little love affair with him without getting emotionally involved.
Yet she ended up doing the opposite.
C.C smiled ironically. No matter how many centuries she’d lived or how many men she’d adored, she was still human after all. Her heart had fallen in love with young Lelouch. She should have known better than to succumb to a physical relationship. It made everything complicated.
If Lelouch had remained impervious to her charms or unattracted to her, it would have been easy. She would have maintained her distance or assisted him without emotional attachment. But Lelouch also shared her affections. He’d also believed that he was passionately in love with her.
They might have looked like a couple who did nothing but fight but they knew better. They were well-suited to each other. And their sexual chemistry was undeniable.
She sighed softly and snuggled closer to him. Lelouch was her lover. Damn her promises to Marianne and Charles. Damn her heart. She leaned forward and kissed his temple. He exhaled and slowly peeked at her.
His eyes were the same colour as the twilight sky. Those were the eyes of the Britannian nobles and the mark of an heir to the Britannian Empire. Those were also the same shape and colour that had stared fanatically as she granted immortality. They were large like gemstones and deep violet like amethysts. She blinked. The mania and greed of his forebears were gone. Instead she was looking into Lelouch’s innocent gaze.
“Good morning.” C.C smiled. “It’s still dawn. There’s time to spare...”
She kissed him.
Love was a game. Sex was an illusion. But none of it mattered to her anymore when they were together. Because, C.C believed, they truly cared about each other.