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That had been what he wished for: Z.Z.'s constancy - and it's Z.Z.'s duty to make sure that wish is granted.

Luckily, Lelouch beats him to any more words. "So being 'human' is an excuse now? That isn't very fair to you."

"The world doesn't exist to make me happy - it doesn't exist to make you happy, either."

The truth hurts almost as much as being hit by Suzaku that day did, but Lelouch manages not to flinch away and instead moves close to Suzaku. He doesn't need the world to make him happy; he has C.C. and Nunnally for that. However, he would be lying if he said that he didn't want Suzaku there to make him happy, either. Suzaku's presence is a much needed breath of fresh air and he's grown more attached to the immortal than he cares to honestly admit to anyone.

He reaches up between them and brushes his fingers along Suzaku's cheek, his tenderness surprising only himself. He doesn't take the time to think about it and instead leans up to kiss Suzaku once - chastely - before pulling back and doing it again until Suzaku sets his hands on the small of his back and kisses him, too. Lelouch falls open easily for the other male and the thought occurs to him as he lets himself be pushed back to the bed, the back of his knees hitting it before he falls back with active weight following him.

Lelouch wants Suzaku - or Z.Z., because a name is just a name between them - to be happy. He wants this man who never really, never truly, smiles, to look at him and smile like he's living instead of surviving.

He maintains this mentality when Suzaku presses in between his legs and continues to kiss him, not relenting until Lelouch pushes on his shoulders to be given space to breathe. If he could have he would have continued to kiss the other male endlessly, but he is still a human with very human limits. Once he takes his breath, however, he notices that Suzaku is just brushing his lips over his face in butterfly touches.

His heart squeezes and he lets out a long sigh, hands squeezing at Suzaku's shoulders when Suzaku plants a fuller, dry, closed lip kiss to his lips.

Lelouch knows another thing, now: he won't stop kissing Suzaku, not even for the world. Suzaku's lips are dry and cracked and Lelouch's aren't any better thanks to all the days spent on the sea, but damn it all to hell if Lelouch doesn't moan against Suzaku's mouth when he keeps. On. Kissing. It is when the grinding starts that Lelouch's eyes flutter closed and he pushes his hips up against Suzaku's, focused on just feeling him through the fabric of clothing.

Suzaku sighs against his mouth and grinds against Lelouch like a horny teenager - something that he hasn't been in so very, very long that it blows his mind how he even remembers what it feels like - trying to get as much friction as he can. The more friction he can get, the sooner that he can get Lelouch off; Suzaku doesn't need anything other than the look on Lelouch's face when he comes in those suspiciously finely pressed clothes.

And so, he thrusts again and again, building up something in Lelouch's stomach that Lelouch himself has been trying to stave off. He remembers the feel of Suzaku's bare skin under his hands and eventually tries to push Suzaku back and to the side so that he can slide on top, but again: Suzaku doesn't relent. This immortal-man-turned-soldier-boy-turned-immortal-man-again will not give in to him no matter how much he pushes and tugs and soon Lelouch can't regulate his breathing. He has to pull his head away from Suzaku's, lips moist now from the kissing.

There's a breathy chuckle rebounding against his cheek, but he doesn't have the brainpower to question it. And he certainly doesn't have it when Suzaku presses the flat of his tongue over Lelouch's cheek, over Lelouch's jaw, over Lelouch's ear, fully expecting Lelouch to just lie there and take it. Lelouch does, his movements limited to the desperate surge of his hips towards Suzaku's, clinging now to Suzaku's shoulders and riding the waves of pleasure that light his veins soon after Suzaku sucks a bruise into the skin under his ear.