Perfect CreationBy Lady HarkenNo one came to this area without his permission, well maybe Cécile and Suzaku, but Cécile was away today for some specific items that were needed for Knightmare Frame maintenance and Suzaku was at school. It was just him and the Lancelot. Lloyd grinned to himself as he looked at the machine. He climbed the platform that led to the cockpit and checked it quickly; everything seemed to be in order. Excellent. He patted the Knightmare Frame then took a while to study the thing to see everything was perfect. Of course it was perfect. The Lancelot was his creation after all, and if there was anything perfect in the world, this was it. "My perfect creation," Lloyd murmured in a quiet voice as he ran his fingers over the Lancelot's shoulder. He did, for certain, understand machines better than most human beings, so he didn't mind talking to it. It wasn't like anyone would hear - and he wouldn't have cared if someone had. All right, maybe he did appreciate some human beings, like Suzaku. Then again, Suzaku was a mere part. A component for Lloyd's precious custom Knightmare, a good component at that, and Lloyd couldn't help but like the boy in his own strange way. This part was something he couldn't really do without after all. It was a very, very important part. He studied the Lancelot for another moment then climbed into the cockpit and did a quick system check. Everything was at 100% performance, and Lloyd laughed. "Well," he noted aloud. "It does take a genius to create something this perfect. Don't you think so, Lancelot?" He stood up for a second and looked outside the Knightmare, his gaze scanning the empty hangar. He then took a comfortable position in the Lancelot's seat and opened his coat while staring at the controls. So what if he had strange interests? This was better than worrying about other human beings. There was that component of course... He glanced at the seat and smirked. This was where the pilot component spent its time. With the coat out of the way, he slipped his right hand lower and worked on his pants for a little to get them open. Spending time with the Knightmare did get him quite excited if he so wished, and he was quite hard now. He reached to the side with his free hand and traced a detail on the side of the cockpit with his index finger while he wrapped his fingers around his erection and started stroking himself. This private moment would of course have been a lot more private had Lloyd not completely missed the bit where Suzaku had entered the hangar a minute earlier. The younger man looked around and saw no one, so he made towards the Knightmare. It wasn't like there was much for him to do without either Lloyd or Cécile giving orders, so he figured he could go sit down somewhere. Although, he decided, even without orders it wouldn't hurt to go check the Lancelot's controls. Some basic tests were always in order, to make sure they had top performance in battle. Suzaku made it to the upper platform and circled the walkway leading towards the Knightmare, but he never made it as far as the cockpit - because there was someone in there. A second before calling out to the person - Lloyd, he realized - he just shut his mouth and pulled back, feeling an abrupt need to press himself against the wall and pretend he wasn't there. "The only way for you to be more perfect would be if that part was here," Lloyd mused aloud while fondling himself. He had no idea anyone was around, and of course he had even less idea of how awkward Suzaku was feeling right at that moment. Lloyd was doing what in the cockpit? Suzaku leaned closer to look and blinked a few times then pulled away again. All right, the polite move right now would have been to leave. Get out of the hangar - no, he couldn't do that, Lloyd might have noticed him from the cameras if he attempted to make it back to the door. Well, he thought, there was always the option of just going to sit down at the computers around the corner of the walkway and pretend he never noticed anything in the first place. He made a move to leave but found himself frozen in place. Wait, why was Lloyd talking about a 'part' again? Wasn't that what the scientist called him? "Hmm, but it'll be here later..." Lloyd continued while leaning back on the seat. He turned to draw free his hand over the side of the controls again then touched his chin before he let his hand drop lower to his chest. He pushed his shirt away and caressed himself while still continuing to pleasure himself. He closed his eyes and relaxed, all while completely oblivious to the fact that someone was there and did see him. It? Suzaku opened his mouth to protest being called that - but then again, that was just like the older man, so he decided to keep his silence. He wasn't about to let the scientist notice he was here and he slowly raised his left hand and pressed it over his lips just to stay quiet. He should have left and he knew it, but there was just something about this; something in the way Lloyd moved his hand, something in the way... Suzaku leaned closer, noticing that Lloyd's eyes were closed. Good, less chances of getting caught as long as the older man didn't hear anything. There was no question as to where exactly the scientist's hand was, and Suzaku stared at him, eyes wide. He watched how the older man reached to touch the controls of the Lancelot again, it was just somehow... arousing? Suzaku bit his lip, not sure if he wanted to figure out why. He leaned just an inch closer which allowed him to see a little more. A little more than he needed to see, how Lloyd drew his fingers over the tip of the hard length and then wrapped his fingers around the shaft and fondled himself more. Wait, Suzaku caught himself thinking. If Lloyd had closed his eyes, what was there to keep him from sneaking out from the hangar anymore? The older man was distracted enough to not notice right now, he could just escape. It was likely that Lloyd had not expected him to show up yet anyway, and Suzaku was only here because his one of classes had been canceled. The scientist would never notice he was here in the first place, but this required being able to turn his gaze away from Lloyd. And he couldn't. Lloyd mumbled something about the Lancelot and it being the best Knightmare Frame ever created, and Suzaku pulled away and hid behind the cockpit hatch. He waited a few seconds, afraid that the older man had noticed something, but as nothing happened he dared to take a quick glance at Lloyd. The man was still there and at it, and Suzaku leaned closer again to get a better view. The older man was breathing heavily and muttering something about the Lancelot again. Suzaku noticed his movements were a little more uncontrolled and rapid now, and he figured Lloyd had to be close to finishing. Lloyd shifted his position a little and Suzaku moved away again for a second before looking again, right in time to see how the older man was now touching himself with both hands. That was too much, and Suzaku debated on making a quick escape. He made up his mind quite quickly ten seconds later as he glanced at the older man again, for another perfect timing as Lloyd finished, the white sticky liquid ending up all over the man's hands and some on the Lancelot's seat as well. If it had been too much for him ten seconds before, it was definitely too much now and he ran. He couldn't even figure out what he had been standing there for in the first place, but that didn't matter, Suzaku decided. He needed a shower. A long cold one was preferred, but then again, he realized - damn it, he just plain needed a shower. Back in the cockpit, Lloyd slumped against the side of the cockpit and looked at himself. "Ahh, what a mess," he said to himself. He would have to clean the place before the necessary component returned. A shower might also have been in order, but he idly wondered if the shower room was free right now. Maybe he'd have to wait just a moment. He chuckled and adjusted his clothes then went to get something to clean the seat with.
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