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[He blinks once, twice, rather owlishly for him, and it takes a moment to focus on her question and process it.]

I'm fine, it's just warm in here.

[Really warm, if the pulling of his collar was any indication.]

[Can't really fault him in that; it really was extremely warm in there, even in her new clothes. Maybe there was a thermostat in the room somewhere.]

Is there a thermostat somewhere close by? Maybe we can turn the heat down... [She stumbles towards him, only just bumping into him and not in a way that could cause injury.]

O-or we can just sit down until we gain our footing again.

[Lelouch was already removing his outer robes, the cape and drapes, when Ryou stumbled into him. He caught her, of course, stumbling slightly to keep them both from falling.

His face colored even more with a girl in his arms. He nodded once, shakily.]

That... sounds like a good idea.

[Just as long as they don't accidentally kiss each other like she was doing before, things should be fine for now.]

S-should we call someone? With both of us like this... [Well, how could one take care of the other while they were both drugged? Though she still at least managed to lead them to the bed, bumping and stumbling into him a few times with her warm, soft body. At least they hadn't kissed by accident... yet.]

Suzaku's watching Nunnally.

[And Nunnally would always be more important then himself.

He lets her lead them towards the bed and sits down shakily on it.]

We should be fine... with rest.

[Sleeping it off sounds like a wonderful idea, actually.]

[She's sure that you have other guards besides Suzaku, but then who else could be trusted with them, especially Lelouch, like this? Anyone else knowing about it probably would leave them both in a world of trouble.]

[Though, there is another thought that occurs to her, even in her haze.]

Are you going to be comfortable sleeping in those clothes? [It definitely didn't look like it would be comfortable sleeping in. He has taken off the robes and hat and such, but still... Didn't look all that comfortable.]

[He blinks hazy eyes at her, his head tilting as his mind processes her question, before reaching down and tugging at his robes. It takes him a few minutes, before he shrugs.]

I'll make due.

[... maybe.]

[Wait, guys can sleep with their shirts off, right? Just, not her because... well, that would be more than inappropriate.]

[She decides to help out with some of that tugging of his clothes. At least to loosen them enough so that he can cool down too.]

I-it's okay for you to take your shirt off. I-I don't mind. A-and you can probably breathe better that way, too...

[Lelouch blinks owlishly as Ryou reaches for his clothing, tugging gently. He stares at her for a few minutes, before his lips curl into a half, hazy smile.]

Perhaps....

[He lets his voice trail off as Ryou helps him.]

... didn't realize you wanted to strip me, Ryou.

[If she wasn't already red and in her right mind, she might have blushed at that. Certainly didn't stop her from being embarrassed by it.]

I'm not stripping you! I'm just... helping you. [Yes. She was helping him alright. His skin certainly felt warm to the touch, at least.]

By trying to get me naked?

[His voice is amused as he says it, his own fingers attempting to help her and fumbling. The room is getting hot, after all, and it's getting harder to concentrate on the simple things.]

B-by loosening your clothes, silly. [Taking them off? Who said anything about that? She was just... oh, was that his bare shoulder she just touched? Had she gone too far in loosening? Whoops.]

J-just keep your pants on and everything will be fine.

[He laughs softly, shifting and reaching up to finish unbuttoning his robes.]

Not taking those off.

[Unless Ryou tries to, of course.]

[Nope, she's not taking your pants off. That area is strictly off limits. Bad things happen whenever pants come off. She will actively avoid that area. That is a no-go zone. Nope! Not going to happen. Not at all.]

Good.

[Still, she gets to see him in his shirtless glory. Lelouch was a beautiful man, after all. No wonder all the girls went after him all the time. Being an Emperor kind of helped too.]

[Good. Because that would be embarrassing. If he was in his right mind of course. But he's not. So instead he'll just give her a hazy smile and finish trying to get his robes off.

It's while he's doing this that he looks back up at her and notices her looking at him.]

What?

[It's because you're really pretty, Lelouch. Why wouldn't she stare? Of course, pointing it out automatically makes her stop and look away.]

I-it's nothing. Sorry that I stared...

[Well, yes, he supposes that true if the amount of girls that tended to stalk him at Ashford was any indication. And Shirley, but he doesn't want to think about her at the moment.

Instead, he tilts his head in drugged confusion.]

What are you apologizing for?

[What, wasn't it obvious?]

For... staring at you. It was... rude of me. [Staring is rude behavior, don't you know?]

I'm Emperor, people stare at me all the time.

[Slightly drunken confusion.]

People haven't openly stared at you when you're half naked though. Or been this close and stared at you.[At least, as far as she knew they haven't.]

Sorry, I just couldn't help it. You're a very beautiful man and-wait, I mean handsome! I mean...[So much for subtly there, Ry.]

[Have a half shrug. The only reason he's even saying half the stuff he is now is that he's drugged and it's loosened his tongue a bit.]

C.C. used to share the same bed as me. Sometimes she still does.

[He blinks owlishly at her, his eyes bright. There's a faint dusting of red on his cheeks as he listens to her.]

Ah... thank you.

[He's almost tempted to say 'you too' but the last time he inadvertently came on to a woman, she had slapped him. Of course, this was Kallen and he had told her to comfort him, but still.]

[Of course, the mention of C.C., another woman, that shared his bed sometimes, even doing so in the present times, well, that just opened up a lot insecurities on her part. And Lelouch was Emperor; he could do whatever he wanted with whoever he wanted no matter what she said or did, of course. She was not the type to get jealous, especially of C.C. Still didn't help much, though.]

I-I see...

[Maybe it was finally time to try and get some rest since neither of them were likely in a state to go anywhere else. Maybe, just one little kiss, in case this is the last waking moment the two will share. A sort of midnight kiss, if you will. It was meant for his cheek, but her aim was a bit off. Got him on the lips for the third time that evening.]

[You'll have to forgive him, it takes him a minute before his cheeks redden and he waves his hands.]

Not like THAT!

[Wow, Ryou. If he didn't know better, he would think you were planning this.]

She's-- mmph!

[He's cut off as her lips hit his, his hand reaching out to touch her arm for balance.]

[Maybe she's more cunning when drugged, who knows. Either way, she was much slower to pull away this time than the first two. Much more slow. Might even put her hand up to his face to help find a better angle for the kiss.]

[To his credit, Lelouch isn't protesting. As a matter of fact, unlike when Kallen kissed him, he's even trying to participate, albeit rather clumsily. C.C. had never kissed him with any sort of romantic intent, so he doesn't count her's at all.

The hand that's on her arm is traveling lower, actually, stopping to rest on her hip. It's several minutes before he pulls away just slightly so that he can breathe.]

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