I'm back with another fic~! This time fluff! :D
Title: Tied to a Chair
Genre: Fluff
Rating: PG-12
Summary: During the celebration for the arrival of Arthur the cat, Shirley finds herself alone in the same room as a tied up Lelouch, who gets just a little bored. (Hmm, Lulu might be a little out of character, thinking about it) Third person POV.
Spoilers: None. I have no idea why I wrote this. Basically just a tidbit of non-canon based on canon events...Based around episode 6 of season 1...and they're both dressed as cats, I love it.
Unbeta'd, as always.
"Shirley...would you come here?"
"Nehhh, Lulu?" Shirley turned around to look at him from her place at the clothing rack. Lelouch still sat in his chair, tied down. "Lulu, you know I’m not allowed to let you go..." she said, raising an eyebrow at him.
"You make a cute cat." he commented, smiling genuinely. Immediately, Shirley’s cheeks lit up. She mumbled a quick thank you, turning back to the rack. "I don’t want you to free me, so would you just come here? What could I possibly do to you?"
Of course, Shirley couldn’t resist his request. Sighing at her own lack of self control when it came to the boy she ultimately had a crush on, she turned, walking over to him.
Lelouch began to try to get up slightly on the chair as she neared him. "Lulu, what are you trying to —?" It was quick and easy. His lips brushed hers for one swift moment before he sat down again, looking completely innocent. He waited patiently for her reaction.
"L-L-L-Lulu!" Shirley’s voice came out as a squeak as her cheeks began to heat up. "Did you just...?" Her voice trailed off and she touched her lips. "Pervert! You — that wasn’t fair — Oi...Lulu..."
"Yes, I kissed you." He smiled mischievously. "Would you like me to do it again?"
"Are you...serious...?"
"Of course I am. I already kissed you once, and it was enjoyable. I’m sure a second time, with you prepared, would be even more fun, yes...? You don’t even have to untie me." His voice was like a purr. Shirley could feel the heat running in her blood, and not a single part of her felt cool, even though the air conditioning was on low as usual.
"I...I..." Shirley paused for a moment before leaning down. Lelouch closed his eyes as she got closer, and Shirley scowled at his over confidence. She moved closer and closer, and when her lips her right next to her ear, she yelled, "IDIOT!" in her loudest voice.
"Uwah! What — Shirley!" Lelouch’s voice was appalled as he looked at her. "That was cheap!" Now it was him who was blushing.
"Well, it wasn’t fair of you to try to seduce me, either." Shirley replied in her defense.
"Don’t you want me?" He sounded slightly hurt, and yet also confused.
"You’re so conceited, Lulu. Of course I do." She looked away, embarrassed.
"Then why didn’t you...?"
"Because you tried to seduce me, like I said! I’m not some slut, Lulu." She suddenly turned to glare at him. "I’ll kiss you if I want to kiss you, thank you very much."
"I don’t think that..." Lelouch mumbled, frowning. "I think you’re cute. Not at all....slut doesn’t describe you at all.." He shook his head, looking up at her earnestly.
"Lulu...thank you." Again, Shirley bent down. Lelouch frowned at her, unsure of her actions. She smiled, reassuringly, and kissed him.
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