@CodedWitch laugh mixed in with his words. Only she could see this side of not Kallen. Not Suzaku. Not even Shirley.
No one could have Lelouch Vi Britannia. Lelouch Lamperouge. Nor the Demon Emperor of The World.
None except her; The Emerald Haired Witch.
He’s never been one to care for a day only made to generate wealth for corporations. Lelouch could have given her anything. But, for this moment, he was giving her something more personal.
Himself. An apron over his white top and jeans. Clearly not helping as the man who—
@CodedWitch it lasted. The result being a beaming glow across his ordinarily stoic expression. Hand in tow with her own. Lelouch nudging back towards the inside of their getaway home.
“Come on. Your breakfast is getting cold and I didn’t slave away in the kitchen for nothing.”
Charming—
@ToControlMen him still for a moment. Long enough for her to steal a slow kiss from his lips. It was her favorite thing to do these days, stealing kisses from him, to taste his lips, whenever she wanted.
While the others talked and mingled. Two were already together mid dance floor. A man with violet eyes as cold as ice. And an emerald haired woman in tow.
The music acting as background noise. The Demon King and his Witch Queen unified as always.
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