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Suletta
It really didn’t take long for a person to learn that she could be a rather nervous stuttering mess when put under pressure, especially with people she only just met or those with intense auras. When the pressure, the expectations get high, Suletta would be very willing to admit that she was quite good at shoving her foot into her mouth when she’s put on the spot sometimes, though would normally follow it with stating it usually works out in the end. It really became undeniable after recent events. Sometimes the simplest questions can get her nerves to spike and any coherent sentence she may have said goes right out the window. Now her nerves have certainly put her in an interesting position, one that caused all sorts of stares and whispers to follow her as she walked the halls, and she can only hope this one too will work out in the end.
Right in front of the Dueling Committee, after Elan declared he would own Aerial if she lost their duel, Suletta had fumbled on what she wanted from Elan if she won upon being told she needed a stake. She had stuttered her answer immediately, just the first thing that came to mind when it came to Elan, and while Shaddiq was kind enough to offer her a chance to think it over, saying she has until the duel to come up with one, her nerves caused her to double down on her answer.
“A-a night with Elan-san!” Upon getting weird looks from everyone in the room, she sputtered, “To get to know him better.”
Maybe it was that last part that made snickers start, at first from Secelia, then the same amusement seemed to shine in Shaddiq’s eyes as well. The fact she felt she was out of the loop on something made dread build in her gut. Suletta wondered if the stakes were made public or if one of the committee members was the cause of the rumors to spread.
Apparently, many considered her desire to get to know him better, alone, for a night, that very night in fact, was some sort of thing to whisper about like it was a scandal. She had heard the beginnings of it right before the duel and had agonized over it, only managing to feel somewhat better after winning the duel and offering to celebrate with him, and get to know him properly. Afterall, who would willingly open up to someone they didn’t seem to like because they were forced into a room for a night, as a result of a duel? At least he seemed open to her offer to do a more proper meet up to get to know one another after this, Elan even seeming happy at the idea of spending a day together, not because he lost a duel, but because he wanted to.
The thought alone made the girl blush, quickly rushing to the place they would be spending the night together. She was quick to offer an out, that they didn’t need to spend a night together at all since they’d just get to know each other later, but Elan had expressed his interest in seeing what she had in mind.
As if she had anything in mind! She just spouted nonsense since she was put on the spot and had no chance to think of what they would do if she won.
It wasn’t even that she was afraid she’d lose, she had no intention of losing Aerial, it was simply that winning was the biggest focus she had, to the point she almost completely forgot about her stake. Now with Elan wanting to see what she was going to do that night, to see what she would have done if that night was the only chance she would get to find out more about him, she was feeling her nerves act up. Suletta had hoped meeting up later to celebrate his new birthday would be enough, but her luck really had its ups and downs.
Though Suletta was quick to look to the bright side, which was the fact she could use this chance to help ease her nerves and get used to him so she won’t be too nervous when they celebrate his birthday. She noticed her own stuttering had eased once she got used to people, though being put into the spotlight made it flare up, so hopeful that will still be the same with Elan, and when they meet up she can greet him with a happy smile, a clear greeting to set their… date the right way.
Was it a date?
Her fantasies and thoughts ended as she neared Peil House, where they had a private room just for them. Most of the people she passed on her way to the room had all sorts of looks directed at her, some seemed almost jealous.
Suletta wondered why.
She froze in front of the door, staring at it as if it was the biggest obstacle she could ever face. She didn’t know if Elan was there already or if he was on his way still. If he was there she would have to enter with him watching her every move, but if she was there first she’d at least have the comfort of being able to ground herself by sitting down. But did she want to enter first and sit there as if she was waiting on him? There was no set time, but what if she makes him think she was waiting on him and he was late? Though if she comes late with no good excuse, then what if he thinks she didn’t care enough to come on time?
“This is stressful.” Suletta sighed, slumping in place.
“Is it? I figured you would be excited to spend time with me.”
She straightened, a bit startled and plastered a smile on her face. “I am but- ELAN-SAN?!”
The boy smiled at her reaction, a small yet genuine sort of smile. “I worried one of us would be waiting, but it seems we have good timing.”
She nodded quickly, flushing as she gazed at Elan. “I didn’t want to make you feel as if you were late.”
“Well, at least we can confidently say neither of us is late, yes?” His soft gaze made the girl feel more at ease. He wasn’t much more open than he was before, but it was enough for her to know he seemed happy enough and didn’t seem bothered by her behavior.
“Shall we?” He said as he opened the door, gesturing to her to enter first.
Not trusting her mouth, Suletta nodded then walked in, gawking at the room. It was large for a single person she decided, despite not seeing many of the private rooms in the school. While it was one large room, there was a decently sized desk, a small table with some chairs around it and in the corner of the room was a big bed. There was a door that likely led to a bathroom, and she can only guess that it might also be more spacious than most other students would get, if they got their own bathroom.
She moved forward and plopped onto the bed, a surprised yelp escaping her lips.
“Are you okay?” Elan asked as he blinked at her, shrugging off his jacket.
“Yes!” She quickly sat up and lightly bounced on the bed. “It’s so soft!”
He nodded, sitting next to her, pressing his hand onto the mattress, leaving a brief handprint. “It is. Softer than my usual bed.”
She blinked. “Really? Aren’t you Peil’s top pilot and next in line to be president?” It seemed off to her that someone like Elan wouldn’t get the best accommodations possible.
He shook his head, turning to look at her. “Really. I didn’t really feel a need to ask for better stuff.”
She found that odd, even though she wasn’t going to complain about what she had when it came to sleeping, but if she had the option to get better stuff…
“Suletta Mercury.” Elan’s voice made her jump, but the calm look on his face instantly put her at ease. “I know you want to save some of the learning about me for later, but why waste this night with just idle chat?”
“Oh, I’d be fine with just chatting!” She quickly added, “there’s no rush!”
He blinked, his expression going back to the normal blank look. After a moment Elan smiled again, shaking his head.
“You have me for a night, and all you can think of is tomorrow?”
“Well, I wanted to make your birthday as special as possible.” That was the truth.
But I also have no idea what to talk about, she stressed internally.
The two sat in silence for a bit, but the silence didn’t feel all that awkward or stifling. The two just enjoyed being around the other, Suletta copying Elan and taking her school jacket off. She was happy at how easy it was to be around him.
“You can ask questions about myself or my mobile suit.” Elan offered.
She hummed, thinking. It would be the easiest conversation topic, especially if she talks about Aerial, but something else came to mind. Suletta’s excitement spiked when she remembered the thing she learned years ago that would help them get to know each other.
“Elan-San, I have an idea!” She declared, startling him, the boy nodding. “I learned this on Mercury. It’s a game that will help us get to know each other and get close.”
“I thought you wanted to save all that for tomorrow?” He questioned lightly, seemingly not minding her change of mind.
She nodded. “Yes, but I think it will make it more special to celebrate if we’re already good friends.” Suletta’s eyes were sparkling with her earnest excitement.
Elan watched her and his lips twitched. “Okay. It won’t hurt to try. What do we do?”
Smiling, she guided him to lay in the middle of the bed, making sure he was comfy on the pillows, Elan looking almost bemused. As much as someone with subtle expressions could be anyway. His expression became more perplexed when she took his shoes off before her own then moved to kneel between his spread legs.
“W-we’re going to need to remove our shorts, Elan-San.” She said shyly, and Elan’s brain took a moment to process what she asked.
Elan
As Suletta slid between his open legs, shyly smiling at him, her eyes sparkling with a delightful mix of nervous excitement, wiggling in place. Her crotch was also pressing and rubbing against his, the feeling of her bulge sending heat down between his legs. It wasn’t often he felt embarrassed, but feeling himself start to get wet just from her pressing against him certainly had that effect on him.
He cleared his throat, trying to ignore the feelings for a moment. “Suletta, I don’t think this is a game that helps people learn about each other.”
She blinked, letting out a quiet “Huh” as she pulled back a bit. “B-but they said this was the best way to get to know someone.” She lowered her head, her insecurity creeping in. “Then what is this?”
They?
“Where did you learn this game?”
Suletta blinked. “Oh! I was wandering around the place my mother works when I heard noises coming from a janitor’s closet. I thought someone was hurt so I went to check on them. There was a man and a woman together like this and their pants were off. I saw them moving before they noticed me.”
So you caught a couple having sex… Elan looked at her. “And they said it was a game?” He wasn’t social unless it was required of him, but he has heard other students before mention embarrassing things like walking in on their parents when they were little.
This almost sounded like the excuses they were told.
“Yes! A friend game. A special friend game.” She said shyly, her cheeks warm.
How could she be so innocent? There was no way she didn’t know what this was. Yet, Elan found himself finding the idea very believable for Suletta. “Did your mother give you the talk?” At her confused head tilt he added, “The birds and the bees talk?”
Surely that is still a thing on Mercury?
“Um… No? What about the birds and the bees?” Her expression quickly became concerned, panicking. “Is it important? Wait! I can look it up real quick!” She started to pull away.
Elan grabbed her, pulling her back to lay on him, her body heat making his body loosen and relax as she squeaked in his ear, the girl too startled to do anything. It was ridiculous, the idea she had no idea, but it was fitting for Suletta. A skilled pilot of a gundam, capable of beating Guel and taking his place as the best duelist, twice, and claiming his bride. Said pilot was now fumbling over him, completely unaware of the fact she was asking him to have sex, thinking it was a game to learn about each other, all because she walked in on two people having sex in a supply closet years ago who told a quick lie.
Perhaps he is overthinking it. Maybe he should do as she does and just go with the flow. “It’s fine. Let’s go with your method.” He allowed the small smile to get just a bit bigger. It was Suletta after all. “I think it will make it more authentic to just let things run their course naturally, don’t you think?”
She pulled her face up and beamed at him, her worry fading as quickly as it came. “Yes!” Her smile kept Elan from thinking about the consequences of his failure. He’d live to see her smile at him more like that.
Even if all he can actually do is let Suletta have her way with him despite her not knowing what she’s doing.
A part of him knew it was unlikely, but he hoped this was just an act and playing innocent was just her thing.
Suletta was the first to remove her shorts and underwear, her hands visibly shaking as she did. He felt it press against him a bit ago, but seeing it directly was another thing. Seeing how it bobbed in the air, the tip wet already with pre. All that for him . It was almost embarrassing. Suletta’s skin tone always made the girl just look like she was very warm, but looking at her member, he could already feel the heat of it. Elan distracted himself from how wet he was getting by unbuttoning his shorts, ignoring the way Suletta watched enraptured. As he slid them and his underwear down his thighs, Suletta made a small noise.
“It’s different from mine.” She whispered in wonder.
Elan removed his gloves as he pulled his legs back, his hand sliding down to feel his pussy. He didn’t feel very humiliated by how wet he already was. He simply used his fingers to spread his folds, a small flutter in his chest over seeing her cock twitch in response. “You put that in here.”
She swallowed as he guided her in, the tip pressing against his opening. Elan sucked in a breath as he held it beneath the head, keeping it lined up as she pressed in. He let out a sigh as he felt himself stretch as her cock started to go in. Once the head popped in he let go and let Suletta push in on her own, the girl moaning as she did. He closed his eyes as she went deeper, helped by how wet he was, the stretch stung wonderfully. By the time she pressed in fully, her balls pressing against him, she was deeper and stretched him further than he had been before.
After letting her rest in him for a bit, he lightly touched her shoulder. “Start moving your hips now.”
Suletta nods, her movement shaky and uncertain as she slowly withdrawals until only the tip is inside, the feeling of emptiness making Elan wrap his legs around her as she slides back in. He was used to keeping his voice in, so his soft sighs of pleasure were masked easily by Suletta’s unrestrained moans as she slowly gained a rhythm. Her thrusts slowly became more certain, picking up speed. Deciding to do something he hasn’t done in a long time, Elan reached down and played with his clit as she fucked him. Soft, wet slaps filled the room as the two indulged in this new pleasure, but Elan noticed her pace getting quicker and more erratic. Suletta leaned back and grabbed his waist tightly, thrusting faster into him, Elan able to feel the beginning of her orgasm as her cock twitched inside him as his own crept up on him. With a cry of his name (no, his name) Suletta’s hips stuttered as the first spurts of her load filled him, the girl pressing in deeply. Elan rubbed and played with his clit, the feeling of heat flooding inside him and the noises she made helping along. It was only when he looked down and noticed the faint bulge in the shape of her cock did his orgasm suddenly hit, his pussy spasming around her throbbing cock, milking it as he came around it. Suletta moaned at the feeling, her hips bucking a bit in response.
Elan steadied his breathing, feeling her cum start to leak out already, briefly wondering just how much she pumped into him until he felt her start moving again. Looking down he saw the bulge appear and disappear in time with her thrusts. “You’re still hard?”
She looked sheepish even as she kept thrusting. “I’m sorry, Elan-San. It just feels so good inside you… I can’t stop.”
“So honest,” he murmured, amused. “Don’t be sorry. Keep going, I’m enjoying this too.”
She blinked, then a large smile graced her face as she nodded enthusiastically, her thrusts speeding up, the bed making more noise now that she was fucking him harder. She shifted to place his legs over her shoulders, a determined look on her face as she slammed into him. The noises Elan made were humiliating, loud moans he could only dream about forcing out of him were being effortlessly drawn from him. His toes curled as she nearly folded him half to fuck him with rapid, short thrusts. It was terrifying how quickly she picked it up and made him come undone.
He didn’t feel as hesitant to let out how much he enjoyed her eagerness with his moans, nearly drowned out by the loud sounds of sloppy sex as they were. Suletta started to sweat as she kept pace, Elan uncertain if she was just trying to cum as soon as possible, or if she was determined to drive him insane with overstimulation. Already he could feel a second orgasm building from her fast thrusts at the mental image of himself being fucked by the new student, the face he was probably making, the noises, the feeling of cum leaking out around her cock and sliding down his ass onto the bed only added to the speed it was approaching. Elan bit into his hand to try and stifle his cry as his orgasm hit, his pussy clamping down, making Suletta groan as she seemed to pick up that he was cumming, putting in effort to stir his insides up all through it. The mind numbing pleasure was almost painful. Sweat trickled down her brow as she watched his face intently, chewing her lip as she panted.
Having come not that long ago, it took Suletta much longer to reach her second orgasm, managing to force another out of Elan before he felt the signs of the approaching release. Her breaths were almost at the point of wheezing as she worked to reach her peak, his name almost lost amongst the inane babbles that slipped out from her lips. Elan moved his hips to meet hers, even though at this point it was faintly painful to do so. When her thrusts started to become erratic again, he felt a mixture of relief for his pussy that was beginning to feel raw, and anticipation for her load. Suletta’s eyes watered as she let out a cry of his name, the girl letting his legs fall around her waist as she wrapped her arms around him. She held him tightly, their sweaty forms pressed against each other as she humped him desperately.
Elan was so shocked by the hold he almost missed the feeling of being filled again, her cock throbbing inside him as she thrusted weakly into him.
The two lay panting in the afterglow of their release, the only sound just their breathing. He knew his womb was flooded, and it was almost ridiculous that the statement was quite literal. In any other case it would be a cause of concern, as he didn’t much like being “cleaned” of any unwanted consequences, but he didn’t mind baring hers. Then again, it’s not like he’ll be able to learn if anything took root inside him anyway.
“Elan-San… I need a break…” Elan blinked, noticing that she not only stopped thrusting into his aching heat, she had also slumped against him.
She nuzzled against him, pressing her face into the crook of his neck, the feeling sending a shiver up his spine. It was a nice and calming shiver though, Elan relaxing as they came down from their high. He wiggled and Suletta had enough sense to pull out of him before she laid next to him, her arms wrapping around him in her tired state. He couldn’t recall the last time he'd been held and didn’t want to move away… Then again he couldn’t really recall the last time he’s really been held either.
“It’s okay, Suletta.” He assured her, feeling adventurous, he took her hand in his own, their fingers interlocking. “We have all night.”
“And tomorrow too.” She smiled as she squeezed his hand in turn, a yawn slipping out after. “And all the days after that too… when Elan-San is free of course.”
He smiled indulgently at her. Elan hated lying to her. “Yes, we will. All the time to get to know each other.”
A part of him wondered how the next one will deal with this. Not all the other spares had the same parts below like he did. Some were genuinely male. That aside, he sort of greenlit a casual sexual relationship with her. He just hoped she did look up what they did so she understood the gravity of the act they committed. He dismissed those thoughts. Elan… Four didn’t want to think about anything else, nor anyone else. All that mattered was right next to him. Suletta was what mattered, in that moment for as long as the night allowed. He’ll enjoy this one long moment as much as he can, regardless of how they spend it. This will be the most precious moment of his life.
It will also be his last moment as a human being. After this moment is over, he’ll be just an asset again, another spare.
A spare that failed his mission.
They have other spares, those in charge will say. An Enhanced Person that fails their missions doesn’t have a future, they’ll say. It didn’t take a genius to know what will happen to him now. Once he leaves this room, there’s only one, short path for him. For the… thing known as Enhanced Person Number Four.
That’s why he dreamed of what could never be in his holding cell, of the night he spent with the one that mattered. Why when he was restrained he could only think of her and her smile. The way she was so bubbly, so honest and sweet. So innocent. He wondered what they would have done on that outing he wouldn’t be able to go to. Would she have sung for him, for his birthday? Get him a little cake for the two of them to share?
Two cupcakes for them both would be just fine, Four not entirely sure they could really just get a whole cake. A little candle for his cupcake would suffice. Though, a little cake with a candle just like before…
Just so long as he could be with her as a person and not as Four. Even if it's the false “Elan.” Maybe, so long as it’s her, maybe being Four would be fine. Even if she used the number as his name, she wouldn’t see him as just a number. She’d see him as a human being. Hearing her sing for Four instead of Elan was an appealing thought then.
How did it go again…? I really am a failure to forget such a simple thing.
Staring at the end with a smile, a smile she ensured he could have for what time left, he recalled it and a bit more.
“Happy birthday to you~”
Suletta certainly wouldn’t have forgotten the words. She’d sing it well, he believed. Even if she can’t, it will still be special, because she would be singing the words for ME.
“Happy birthday to you~”
Four wished he could have gone to their meetup, to spend the day with her. To talk to her, hear her… to see her again. To see that smile and happy eyes directed at him . For she sees him. It’s almost laughable to have so many regrets now, at the end of things.
“Happy birthday…”
Four wished he could go back to that room with her and live that one long night forever. He wanted her warmth and acceptance, her care. Everything she was willing to give him and it would be all the more special since he knows she would ask for nothing much in return.
“Happy birthday…”
Even though it would endanger her life more than it already was, Four wished he had told her everything. Run off with her and do… anything. Even if he had to hide in Earth House and try to expose what Peil was doing. Escape was never a thing for him, it was never a thing he believed could be his. His fate was to pilot and then die. Even the offer from Elan was pointless to consider, even if that lunatic would’ve kept his word. He always felt he had no reason to live, so what value was the offer of freedom, a new life?
Yet, as he thought about what will never be…
Her smile…
…
He’d live for her smile, every single day, until his last.
If only I could.
…
“Happy birthday… to…”
…
..
.
“Will you be here soon, Elan-San?”