"Passion's Blaze"

As the days went by, Y/n and Lelouch's relationship continued to blossom. They spent every spare moment together, exploring the city and getting to know each other. But despite the carefree facade, Y/n couldn't shake off the feeling that she wanted more. She wanted to be closer to Lelouch, to feel his passion and his desire. One evening, as they stood in the dimly lit corridor of her apartment building, Y/n's pent-up emotions finally boiled over. She pushed Lelouch against the wall, her eyes locked on his. For a moment, they just stared at each other, the air thick with tension. Then, without warning, Y/n's body began to move, her hips swaying against Lelouch's. She felt a rush of excitement as she ground against him, her lips inches from his. Lelouch's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't move, didn't try to stop her. Instead, he seemed to be savoring the moment, his eyes burning with desire. Y/n could feel his heat radiating towards her, and she knew that she had him right where she wanted him. As she moved against him, Y/n felt a sense of liberation wash over her. She was taking control, asserting her dominance in a way that she never had before. And Lelouch seemed to be enjoying it, his eyes flashing with excitement. The corridor around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the passion of the moment. Y/n's hands were on Lelouch's chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his shirt. She felt his heart pounding beneath her touch, and she knew that he was affected by her. Lelouch's eyes locked on hers, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. Then, without warning, his hands shot up, his fingers tangling in Y/n's hair. He pulled her closer, his lips brushing against hers. The kiss was fierce, passionate, and all-consuming. Y/n felt like she was drowning in Lelouch's arms, like she was a part of him and he was a part of her. And as they stood there, lost in the moment, she knew that she would never let him go.