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works/811967.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Code_Geass
  Relationship:
      Kururugi_Suzaku/Rolo_Lamperouge
  Additional Tags:
      Shota
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-05-21 Words: 1839
****** mon garçon ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Defiance never got him anywhere -- though Rolo learned this the hard
     way.
"You're supposed to be teaching me defense," Rolo reminded him, crossing his
arms in an act of defiance-- he didn't want to be taught how to do his job, and
especially not by the idiotic honorary Britannian. His lips pursed
subconsciously, his stance shifted impatiently, and he stood, waiting,
murdering him mentally for being so slow. Suzaku nodded, rubbing his forehead
with two fingers before straightening up. 

"Thank you for reminding me."

"Tch."

Suzaku narrowed his eyes and Rolo bit his tongue, straightening up as well,
eying Suzaku with a dirty look, one the adult would have loved to wipe off
clean. He calmed himself-- he knew Rolo was a difficult person to work with. He
was an assassin, after all, but he worked for the Britannian Secret Service,
and so he was also partly Suzaku's responsibility, as he was in charge of him. 

He hated that he had to be in charge of him, a boy who only knew how to use
Geass, and murder people senselessly, because it was his job, because Emperor
Charles wished it, as well as the other higher ups. It's in Britannia's best
interest that other political figures be eliminated, Kururugi,Charles had once
told him, and you aren't to get in the way of such matters, no matter how
immoral you think it to be. You want to keep your job, don't you?

He did. 

"I do not require learning defense, my Lord."

"That isn't up to you to decide," he replied, harshly.

"It should be. It's pointless for you to teach me such a thing, I already know
how to defend myself," the ten year old retorted, glaring. He had a horrible
reputation for thinking he was perfect, Suzaku knew, but he didn't think Rolo
would dare to talk back to him in such a way. He was alright with a little
defiance, but Rolo was crossing the line. He didn't think he needed to be
taught defense? Suzaku would prove him wrong. 

Before Rolo could blink or react with his Geass activated, Suzaku had him by
his wrists, in a tight enough hold to where the other wouldn't be able to
escape. 

"And if someone were to do this to you, you could escape?" his voice was cold,
sharp. Rolo flinched, starting to become red from embarrassment. He hated
failure, he hated being proven wrong. He hated being unable to move, unable to
fight back in anyway. He hated to be defenseless.

Suzaku knew this, and his grip tightened when Rolo didn't answer. He held him
by his wrists, leaning in to intimidate, overpower him further. Suzaku's hunger
for utter control started to overtake him, as he pressed on, "You couldn't."

"Let me go!" 

"You can't order me around, Rolo. That's my job, not yours. You need to know
your place," he squeezed, Rolo making a pained noise, "is that clear?"

Rolo kicked upward, hitting Suzaku in the chest with not enough force. He
caught a hold of his leg, dropping a hand off one of his wrists, yet quickly
pinning both of them together with a free hand. The boy was, by now,
frightened. He shook slightly, trying to wriggle free and keep his balance on
one defenseless leg, not trapped anywhere in Suzaku's grasp. 

His defenselessness hit Suzaku oddly; he could feel his body heat up
unexpectedly, arousal obvious. He slowly let go of Rolo, who immediately rubbed
at his wrists, frowning and humiliated. Suzaku didn't want to even look at the
boy, but found himself doing so, the humiliation on his face hitting him harder
than the previous defenseless position.

This isn't happening.

Rolo looked at him, eyes wandering down and eventually to Suzaku's erection,
the adult's heart skipping as he saw the boy getting ready to scream out for
someone. Before he could, Suzaku had his hand over the boy's mouth, hand on his
stomach as he pulled him close. 

"Don't yell for anyone," he warned, feeling his stomach tighten in disgust,
"don't do anything I don't tell you unless you want to keep your position."

He let the threat sink in with the boy before slowly moving his hand away.
Suzaku couldn't let him leave, and his body wouldn't calm down for a bit. He
had to get rid of his arousal while he had the time, as Rolo was expected to be
back within the next hour, and if Suzaku left the room in his condition--

He felt sick again. 

"You're terrible," Rolo mumbled, looking away, but not moving away. Upon closer
inspection, Suzaku could see he was redder than earlier. He turned Rolo to face
him and was met with a hand shoved in his face, the younger boy looking to
escape. "Don't!" 

Unfortunately for Rolo, Suzaku was far more stronger than him, and pried his
hand away, holding him in place. He grabbed onto one of his wrists and brought
him over, sitting down and keeping the child in front of him. He let go of his
wrist, undoing his own pants and bringing Rolo in by his head, the boy
struggling against him. Suzaku forced him close to his cock, Rolo's hands on
Suzaku's thighs, trying to push himself away but forced back.

"Put your mouth around it," he ordered, Rolo looking up at him, quickly shaking
his head. Suzaku forced him even closer, enough to where Rolo's lips were
against it. He looked away, tears starting to build up as he begrudgingly put
the tip of Suzaku's cock in his mouth, not going more than that, nor doing
anything to it. Impatiently, Suzaku glared down at him, ready to force him down
more. "I'll help you out."

Rolo let out a choked noise as he was forced to take in more of Suzaku's cock
with his mouth, pulling away immediately when Suzaku let him go a bit, but not
letting his mouth leave completely. The boy glared back up at Suzaku, tears
coming down, hands becoming fists, body shaking. 

"Suck on it."

He obeyed, not used to doing such a thing, but only following orders. His head
was forced down more, then pulled back, the boy still sucking with difficulty.
Suzaku raised his hips to meet the sensation, forcing the boy's head to go up
and down in time with his hips, not caring about the choking sounds or the
fists beating against his thighs, a cry for him to stop that wasn't heard. Not
even the whines or whimpers made against his cock stopped him; in fact, it
thrilled him more, the male shutting his eyes tight as he took in the
sensations, forcing Rolo's head down more as his hips rocked faster. 

He took one glance down at the boy's humiliated, messy face and groaned out,
pulling at Rolo's hair as he came hard, the boy choking again as his come
filled his throat. Suzaku let him pull away, not forcing the boy to swallow his
come, as it was too late, it was already being spat out onto the floor,
followed by coughs and wheezes. He looked over at Suzaku who had gotten up and
yanked him up off the floor, a cry escaping him.

"I hate you," he cracked, face a mess from tears, eyes red and cheeks flushed.
Suzaku didn't care, and he brought him back to his previous place, but instead
of in front of him, he placed the boy on his lap, stripping him of his shirt
quickly. "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!"

"You don't hate me enough," Suzaku muttered, undoing his pants to expose, to
Rolo's horror and embarrassment, his arousal. The boy wriggled, yet was held
down by his hips, feeling Suzaku hardening against him. The male forced himself
not to bite the boy and break his skin, forced himself to only touch and tease,
wanting to leave a mark that would humiliate the boy nightly, but unable to do
so, in fear of trouble. He would, instead, humiliate him then and there,
thumbing over Rolo's small boy-cock, the boy shuddering and wriggling against
him. It made him gasp as he continued to handle him, turning him forcefully
until Rolo's body was against his chest, feeling it arch as he stroked him. He
was satisfied when he let out a small moan, even if the moan was choked and
strained, unwanted. 

Rolo felt dizzy from the pleasure, and he knew it was obvious when he whimpered
as Suzaku pulled his hand away. He forced the boy to put his arms on his legs,
making him lean forward in order to look at his bare back, hands gliding down
to his ass, spreading it with his thumbs. 

"Don't--" he started to plead, cut off by Suzaku moving a hand to stroke his
cock, his voice breaking into a hard moan. His body rocked forward, nails
digging into Suzaku's legs, his knees wanting to shake, the only things
supporting him on the chair. Rolo moaned harder the closer he got, the build up
too much for him as he reached orgasm, a shout following it, his body lurching
forward. Suzaku slowed down his stroking slowly, moving the cum covered hand
over to Rolo's mouth, forcing him to lick it clean, wetting his fingers in the
process. 

He moved the hand back and spread the boy's ass again, fingering at the
entrance to his asshole. Rolo's breath hitched, his teeth gritting when Suzaku
mercilessly pushed the finger in all the way, twisting it, causing the tears to
come back. Suzaku curled and thrust the finger in a few times, forcing the
secondary finger inside, his free hand going over Rolo's mouth to muffle his
shouts and cries. He kept thrusting despite the muffled pleas and sharp cries,
twisting and curling until Rolo could feel like he would faint, pulling his
fingers out and moving him to have his tiny body flush against his chest,
watching it heave and listening to the soft cries coming out of it.

In a swift movement, he forced him down onto his cock, Rolo crying out, Suzaku
too busy groaning at the tightness to care. He hardly gave the boy enough to
time to even adjust slightly, forcing his body up so he could thrust into him,
pounding into his asshole without a care that he could damage him, already
thinking he had damaged him just by not preparing him well enough. He groaned
loudly, hips thrusting up uncontrollably, and relentlessly, the male drove into
him, eventually having to stand up as he drove himself closer to orgasm. He
pushed to the hilt in order to get the most out of it as he came inside, giving
a thrust during the orgasm, body shuddering as Rolo clamped down on him
tightly, fucked numb.

Suzaku later mused, having cleaned both himself and the now-unconscious boy,
going so far as to dress him and carrying him back, that maybe he didn't need
those defense lessons.

After all, he rather liked how Rolo looked while he was defenseless.
 
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