The Deepest Desires
Title: The Deepest Desires
Rating: PG-17
Fandom: Code Geass, Star Trek XI
Character(s): Kozuki Kallen, Hikaru Sulu
Pairing(s): Sulu/Kallen
Word Count: 843
Summary: It's Pre-Round 0 and the shadows are supposed to be getting ready to fight off their counterparts. They're on orders to wait until it's their time, but Kallen has some orderso of her own she wants to put Sulu under.
Author's Note: Written for technicallysane consider the event of the talk of shipping their Shadows and even Shadow!Kallen/Sulu and Shadow!Sulu/Kallen. Paring from
rakuen.
Shadow counterparts.
“Oh come on Sulu, don’t be like that.”
He sat in the chair, arms resting in their home on the chair, staring at an interesting dot on the wall. He might as well have been burning a hole into it with those red eyes of his. Kallen approached him from behind, wrapping her arms over his shoulders.
“Sulu…” She hummed his name in his ears before nibbling on it slightly. The male didn’t even flinch, eyes never moved off the wall.
She cast her glance down at Sulu before walking to stand in front of him, hands on the back part of the arm rest, bent over towards him, cleavage exposed. His eyes almost moved to look at her valley… almost.
“You and I… we’re perfect, you know that.” She leaned closer to kiss him but stopped before their lips touched. Half lidded eyes drunk with lust roamed over his soft but dark skin. “You are everything I aspired to protect. You are… everything…”
She settled in his lap, knees pressed against the backboard of the chair. Sulu’s eyes finally set themselves on Kallen, but still burned a hole right through her.
“What are you doing?” he finally spoke up, his eyes locked on the female.
“Sulu… don’t do this to me.” Gentle lips pressed against his neck. She rocked her hips slowly against him. Still, he wasn’t fazed. It didn’t take a genius to see the passion in her eyes. If he just let her ride him like she was, Kallen would set herself off.
“We’re on orders right now.”
“To fight our counterparts, I know. But it’s not them you’re fighting right now; it’s me. And I don’t want to fight you, Sulu. No, no that’s not right.”
Hands pressed against the fabric of his shirt until nimble fingers started to unbutton them.
“Hikaru…”
That caught his attention. His eyes faltered and scanned the woman in front of him. A hand threaded itself in dark hair not his own. She whispered out his name, his first name again before his lips crashed into hers, taking her in as if hadn’t eaten for weeks on end. His free hand rested on her waist, pulling her down closer to feel and rock against him again.
It wasn’t long after he was freed him her shirt and hers as well. Fingers roamed all over her body, not getting enough of her to fill his appetite. Minutes later, both of their pants were off and now she was rocking against him feverishly.
“It’s you,” Kallen said softly before a moan slipped past her lips. “You’re the one.” Sulu’s lips rested on hers once more. He didn’t want to hear words from her anymore, just the creaking of the chair and their incoherent noises filling the silence of the room. Behind the dam of stoic emotions, his passion broke through. Kallen had damaged the walls enough for a sea to flow naturally. In one swift motion with lips still locked on hers, moved from the chair and threw her into the bed. It was her turn not to be fazed by the sudden raw raging passion; she was the one who called for it. An evil smile fell upon her lips as Sulu on hands and knees, hovered over her.
“Don’t fight me anymore. I told you, I don’t want to fight.”
Her soft expression faced his hard on, looking her over with a glare. Soon, he dipped down to kiss and nip at her neck. Sulu didn’t need to see to position himself before entering her, he just did. No foreplay involved, Kallen had taken care of that herself.
There was a sharp gasp before she melted into him. Back and forth, repeatedly they moved, Kallen’s hands scratching, scarring his back. It felt good, he felt good. It didn’t matter the pace or how rough he pulled out just to slam into her again, it was what they wanted. She arched into him, chests pressing against one another. The more Sulu pushed her over the edge, the more vocal she sounded. Right before her wave crashed into him, he kissed Kallen, muffling her cry; she was getting too loud.
After his own orgasm, Sulu withdrew from inside of Kallen and pulled his lips away, kissing her forehead. Shadows showing compassion? Well, they were somewhat of a reflection of their other half. Kallen in turn, tried to regulate her breathing.
“Hikaru, I mean it. It is you. You’re the one…”
“For you… yes, I already know that. And I, for you.”
Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him down to rest on top of her. She smiled (not smirked), content with the situation. He rolled off of her to only pull her onto him. His hand threaded through her hair once more.
Shadows can’t love. But once they merged back with the light to their darkness, their counterparts would remember this. They would laugh in the shadows as to how they would handle this new found memory.
And how they were set up.
Rating: PG-17
Fandom: Code Geass, Star Trek XI
Character(s): Kozuki Kallen, Hikaru Sulu
Pairing(s): Sulu/Kallen
Word Count: 843
Summary: It's Pre-Round 0 and the shadows are supposed to be getting ready to fight off their counterparts. They're on orders to wait until it's their time, but Kallen has some orderso of her own she wants to put Sulu under.
Author's Note: Written for technicallysane consider the event of the talk of shipping their Shadows and even Shadow!Kallen/Sulu and Shadow!Sulu/Kallen. Paring from
rakuen.
Shadow counterparts.
“Oh come on Sulu, don’t be like that.”
He sat in the chair, arms resting in their home on the chair, staring at an interesting dot on the wall. He might as well have been burning a hole into it with those red eyes of his. Kallen approached him from behind, wrapping her arms over his shoulders.
“Sulu…” She hummed his name in his ears before nibbling on it slightly. The male didn’t even flinch, eyes never moved off the wall.
She cast her glance down at Sulu before walking to stand in front of him, hands on the back part of the arm rest, bent over towards him, cleavage exposed. His eyes almost moved to look at her valley… almost.
“You and I… we’re perfect, you know that.” She leaned closer to kiss him but stopped before their lips touched. Half lidded eyes drunk with lust roamed over his soft but dark skin. “You are everything I aspired to protect. You are… everything…”
She settled in his lap, knees pressed against the backboard of the chair. Sulu’s eyes finally set themselves on Kallen, but still burned a hole right through her.
“What are you doing?” he finally spoke up, his eyes locked on the female.
“Sulu… don’t do this to me.” Gentle lips pressed against his neck. She rocked her hips slowly against him. Still, he wasn’t fazed. It didn’t take a genius to see the passion in her eyes. If he just let her ride him like she was, Kallen would set herself off.
“We’re on orders right now.”
“To fight our counterparts, I know. But it’s not them you’re fighting right now; it’s me. And I don’t want to fight you, Sulu. No, no that’s not right.”
Hands pressed against the fabric of his shirt until nimble fingers started to unbutton them.
“Hikaru…”
That caught his attention. His eyes faltered and scanned the woman in front of him. A hand threaded itself in dark hair not his own. She whispered out his name, his first name again before his lips crashed into hers, taking her in as if hadn’t eaten for weeks on end. His free hand rested on her waist, pulling her down closer to feel and rock against him again.
It wasn’t long after he was freed him her shirt and hers as well. Fingers roamed all over her body, not getting enough of her to fill his appetite. Minutes later, both of their pants were off and now she was rocking against him feverishly.
“It’s you,” Kallen said softly before a moan slipped past her lips. “You’re the one.” Sulu’s lips rested on hers once more. He didn’t want to hear words from her anymore, just the creaking of the chair and their incoherent noises filling the silence of the room. Behind the dam of stoic emotions, his passion broke through. Kallen had damaged the walls enough for a sea to flow naturally. In one swift motion with lips still locked on hers, moved from the chair and threw her into the bed. It was her turn not to be fazed by the sudden raw raging passion; she was the one who called for it. An evil smile fell upon her lips as Sulu on hands and knees, hovered over her.
“Don’t fight me anymore. I told you, I don’t want to fight.”
Her soft expression faced his hard on, looking her over with a glare. Soon, he dipped down to kiss and nip at her neck. Sulu didn’t need to see to position himself before entering her, he just did. No foreplay involved, Kallen had taken care of that herself.
There was a sharp gasp before she melted into him. Back and forth, repeatedly they moved, Kallen’s hands scratching, scarring his back. It felt good, he felt good. It didn’t matter the pace or how rough he pulled out just to slam into her again, it was what they wanted. She arched into him, chests pressing against one another. The more Sulu pushed her over the edge, the more vocal she sounded. Right before her wave crashed into him, he kissed Kallen, muffling her cry; she was getting too loud.
After his own orgasm, Sulu withdrew from inside of Kallen and pulled his lips away, kissing her forehead. Shadows showing compassion? Well, they were somewhat of a reflection of their other half. Kallen in turn, tried to regulate her breathing.
“Hikaru, I mean it. It is you. You’re the one…”
“For you… yes, I already know that. And I, for you.”
Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him down to rest on top of her. She smiled (not smirked), content with the situation. He rolled off of her to only pull her onto him. His hand threaded through her hair once more.
Shadows can’t love. But once they merged back with the light to their darkness, their counterparts would remember this. They would laugh in the shadows as to how they would handle this new found memory.
And how they were set up.