Summary: Accidents happen. That's a simple fact of life. Some of those accidents, however, tend to be less than simple. Mpreg, ololol

"The Craine virus is a relatively new strain of a type C virus, and the extent of its damage is usually just a mild respiratory infection."

Lady Marrianne sighed. Her eyes closed in relief, one hand resting on her swollen belly. "So my son will be healthy?"

"That is a matter I wish to talk to you about." Her physician's eyes hardened. "Its effects on pregnant women differ. When I say a virus is relatively new, I mean it's been discovered in the last fifteen years or so. Studies on other women who were infected with the Craine virus during pregnancy show that the fetus was also infected. In girls, the effects are typically multicolored irises, eye infections, and a tendency to be underweight at birth."

"And boys?"

"Boys are an entirely different matter. The virus can cause immune system defects, permanently affect weight gain, limit physical stamina, and cause sterility."

Marrianne's heart trembled. Her son could be sterile. He wouldn't be able to bear and heir to the throne. He wouldn't stand a chance against his older siblings in the war of winning Charles's favor.

"There has to be something to prevent all this," she murmured.

"I can give you a course of steroids that can counteract the effects on the child's immune system."

"What about the sterility?"

The doctor's brow deepened, his lips tightening over teeth. Marrianne's eyes were pleading with him. He knew as well as she did that a sterile heir of Britannia would only be a burden to the empire.

"There is one treatment we've developed. It's due to be launched to medical companies in a matter of weeks."

Lady Marrianne's hopes rose. "Tell me."

"It's an artificial hormone, created by a doctor in Russia who has been studying the Craine virus. It's supposed to give a male fetus an alternate method of bearing children. It's been experimentally given to native civilians of Area Five, and the results appear to be desirable."

"How does it work on the child?"

"The hormone creates a makeshift uterus and one ovary, which for the most part remain inactive during the child's early life. The child will never have a menstrual cycle, but will begin to ovulate during the early teens. This process will not interfere with normal puberty."

"What about conception?"

"When the subject becomes aroused, an internal channel in the rectum becomes active and opens to collect semen. Fertilization can be achieved through artificial insemination or intercourse, so the child's sexuality will never have to be compromised. The sperm cells will be carried to the uterus to fertilize an egg cell, and a zygote will begin to mature. The pregnancy will continue as most normal pregnancies do. The internal insemination channel will act as a vaginal passage from then on and as the birth canal when it is time for the child to be born."

Marrianne wrung her hands atop her stomach. The way it sounded, her son's condition would be undetectable unless someone was told about it. And it would soon become available to other mothers infected with the Craine virus.

"You're sure this treatment is safe?"

"It has been tested over the last seventeen years. The hormone has been altered and perfected for public use."

"I see."

Her doctor placed a hand on her shoulder. "There is no guarantee your son will be sterile. He still has a chance of being born a perfectly healthy baby boy."

"But there is also a chance he could have every single one of those defects, isn't there?"

He sighed, nodding gravely. "There is."

"Then I'll have the steroids and the hormone. I'm not going to take any risks with his health." She looked up at him.

"At four months, you'll have to come in to the hospital every week for hormone treatments and an exam. I can give you the steroids in a pill you are to take with your prenatal vitamins. You must take them all."

"All right."

"I'll schedule an appointment for next week." He packed up his equipment and began to open the door to Lady Marrianne's personal rooms.

"Doctor."

He turned and saw her holding the swell of her stomach, a smile on her face.

"Thank you."

Two bodies crashed into the room, attached at the mouth and stumbling against each other. One of them reached back and slammed the door shut, careful to lock it, while the other moaned in displeasure at the lack of concentration by the other party. He snaked his fingers up the nape of a strong neck and grabbed a fistful of curly hair, biting at the lips occupying his.

"Good lord, Lelouch," the bitten one said. "If you get this worked up over a pair of gym shorts, I'll sleep in them."

"Jesus fuck, Suzaku." Lelouch began to destroy the buttons to his uniform, legs trembling at the skin that was revealed to him. "Shut up for once."

Suzaku grabbed Lelouch by the back of his thighs and hauled those skinny legs around his waist. He staggered towards the edge of the bed and slammed his partner on the mattress, pinning him there. Lelouch's chest, flush against his, fluttered as his breathing hitched. He turned his head to the side and he bit his bottom lip when Suzaku started to run his tongue all over his throat and collarbone. Calloused hands started to make quick work of the uniform jacket.

It wasn't long before they were both completely stripped, save for Lelouch's white dress shirt, which hung unbuttoned and disheveled around his shoulders. Suzaku deliberately left that on. He liked seeing Lelouch so messy and all over the place. There were tiny little purple hickeys blooming all over his pale throat. Suzaku ceased his oral abuse to Lelouch's stomach to reach up and tap his lips with two fingers.

"Wait!"

Suzaku gave him a puzzled look. Lelouch rolled over and opened the drawer of his nightstand, rifling through it. He drew from it a latex condom, rolled back over to face Suzaku, and, looking straight into his eyes, ripped it open with his teeth.

"You have no idea how hot that is," Suzaku said breathily. A shudder raced through him as he took the opened packet from Lelouch. Back to the business at hand, he once again pressed his fingers to Lelouch's mouth. His digits were welcomed readily. Lelouch drew them in with his tongue, licking them thoroughly before closing his lips around them. Suzaku let out a shaky sigh as his fingers were lathed and nursed. After he felt they were appropriately soaked, he drew them away and put them to better use.

"A-ah!" Lelouch's toes curled around his hips as he slowly slipped one finger inside of him, placing lingering kisses to his abdomen. When a second finger was added into the equation his back lifted from the mattress a tiny bit, and by the third he was thrusting down against Suzaku's hand.

Sweat rolled down his forehead and into his hair, his mouth hanging open to occasionally let soft sounds of satisfaction past his lips. "Suzaku, hurry up!" he whined. Suzaku removed his fingers and quickly rolled the condom over himself. Eagerly, he bent over Lelouch, placed his lips to his forehead and slowly pushed forward.

He barely heard Lelouch gasp into his neck. He was so hot and tight; Suzaku thought he was going to lose all the self-control he had and just nail Lelouch into the very sheets he slept in. He held himself back, though, because he knew that was how Lelouch liked it. Slow and deep, like a high tide. Once Suzaku could feel Lelouch's breathing even out against his skin and his spine was once again touching the sheets, he moved. Lelouch let out a moan, hands grappling around his lover's neck. Suzaku thrust back into him and the moan turned into a sharp keen as the body underneath him arched up into his chest. That was his signal to keep going.

Suzaku made sure every thrust went as deep as it possibly could, dragging out the friction in every moment. Lelouch clung to him and breathed in short, sharp pants. He loved making love to Lelouch like this; touching him in just the right places, thrusting at just the right tempo, hitting his prostate just the right way. When Lelouch moaned his name, he knew everything he was doing was perfect.

Suzaku took Lelouch's penis in his hand, earning him a startled cry and desperate buck of the hips. He started to stroke him in time with his own thrusts. Lelouch began to move against him. Suzaku knew he was close. He could feel him swell in his hands and his walls tremor around him. He gave him a few deeper, powerful thrusts and Lelouch sighed. His hips gently moved as he came into Suzaku's hand, eyes closed and mouth open in absolute bliss.

Suzaku leaned down to kiss him. Lelouch's hands cupped his face as he continued to move inside him. His breaking point was reached and he buried himself into Lelouch one last time. Suzaku gave one guttural moan against his mouth and spilled himself, hips jerking shallowly into that tight heat. When he was completely spent, he sank to his elbows and rested his chin on Lelouch's chest.

"Suzaku."

He managed to lift his head up and look into Lelouch's eyes. He was smiling. Suzaku smiled back and nuzzled his cheek into Lelouch's skin.

"I love you so much," he murmured against his sternum. He left a kiss there and started to lift himself off of the small body underneath him.

Lelouch groaned softly as Suzaku separated them and stood to clean himself up. He rolled on his side, a dreamy, lovesick grin on his face. He was absolutely glowing, filled to the brim with joy. He loved Suzaku so much and he was so happy to have him back after seven long, lonely years. Lelouch looked at his lover across the room, naked and sweaty, and it was all thanks to him. He giggled into his hand and looked up towards the ceiling. There was absolutely nothing to ruin these moments.

"Oh god." Suzaku's voice met his ears through his giddy daze. "Lelouch?"

"What is it?" he said, sitting up and pulling his legs over the edge of the bed. Suzaku was looking at him like he'd just seen a ghost. He held up the soiled condom, and at first Lelouch just gave him a funny look, until he saw what was wrong

There was a giant, gaping hole in it.

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