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    The social implications of a Britannian dating an Eleven. Theirs is no fairy-tale romance to the rest of the world, and Lelouch and Suzaku must stand the consequences of their relationship. Who will bear the blame for the sins that are committed? Who will take the punishment? And who will measure it out? TRIGGER WARNINGS APPLY in first chapter. (Alternatively, you could skip the end of the first chapter OR read the watered-down version on fanfiction.net.) SuzaLulu.

    When a hate crime (quite literally) wipes Lelouch off his feet, he must figure out how to salvage both his rebellion and his relationship with Suzaku. The world will never be the same.

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    10 May 2018

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    Best CG fic found so far

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    Rook makes a noise with his tongue - a couple of little clucks, tch tch tch like he’s disappointed - as he encourages MacCready’s legs up and around his hips, rolling one shoulder. “I wish you’d told me before, we could’ve taken a little more time with this, gotten you - you know. More used to the whole thing.” His mouth crooks up. “There’s really something about a good fingering,” he continues, like that’s just something people say. MacCready feels the heat on his cheeks flare up with his next heartbeat. “I’ll have to show you - I could, now, if you - "

    And, well, MacCready figures he’s got his legs up for a reason; he shuffles up, arches his back, crosses his ankles until he can give Rook a little tug.

    “Nah,” he blurts, and grins. “Later.” He preens when Rook chuckles. “You said you’d show me a good time, cowboy, no take-backs.”

    It sounds braver than he feels, but Rook gives his thigh an affectionate squeeze like he’d understood anyway.

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    29 Aug 2016

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