Chapter 06: A Holy Sword.

All characters depicted, said or otherwise implied to have sexual relations are 18 years and older.

Well, my week got ruined by a 36+ hour black-out, so while I had plans to write that short interlude, I just don't have the time for it now as it's Thursday, and I can't overcomplicate things by adding another chapter to my workload. I'll release it, but now it will come as a bonus at the end of the story. But to summarise, Mao's a woman; she's in the harem, and Lelouch fucked sanity back into her after she thought she could 'win C.C. back by showing that she was better; yeah, this is some eroge logic.' Safe to say, Lelouch 'the over strengthening hentai protag' Lamperouge won. We good? We good. Now let's get into the chapter.

Chapter 06: A Holy Sword.

Lelouch knew that having another geass user on his side was a boon—even if Mao's entry into their fold was unconventional as unexpected. Her ability made secrets nearly impossible to keep from her.

After Mao surrendered and gradually regained the use of her legs again and got past the post-fuck haze, Chantal requested a private conversation. Lelouch never learned the details, but he suspected their discussion was an overdue heart-to-heart between the two. Trusting his witch, he allowed her and their mind-reader guest to settle their matters.

Meanwhile, he and Shirley retreated to his private bathroom to clean up, scrubbing away the remnants of what began as a threesome and eventually escalated into an orgy. Although they could have bathed with the rest, Kallen decided Shirley needed the space and time to absorb everything that had transpired. After all, given the torrent of revelations—and Mao's gleeful outburst just before Lelouch shoved his tongue down her throat—it was a lot to process.

"It's just my luck. All this time, I tell you to apply yourself, and you choose to do it as a masked terrorist," Shirley remarked while resting on his chest, the soapy water glistening over their bare skin. And now, about Narita…"

He expected as much. "You can thank Kallen and Inoue for that. We might have inadvertently buried the entire town if they hadn't caught my slight miscalculation."

Shirley’s exclamation was immediate. “Lulu!”

Raising his hands in surrender, he drew her close, inhaling her natural scent mingled with the aroma of soap. “I promise I won’t repeat such mistakes. I’m no longer working alone—our actions will now be as surgically precise as possible.”

Shirley grumbled that she’d hold him to that promise, admitting there was still much she did not understand. Yet she recognized that Lelouch, Kallen, and even Kaguya were fighting a noble battle. Her thoughts then veered to her own standing: "Will I join the Black Knights too? Everyone else brings something unique, and I'm just—"

Lelouch silenced her by placing a tender kiss along her neck, where past escapades had left their unmistakable marks. After a playful lick elicited her giggle, he softly said, "You are compassionate, forgiving, patient, accepting, honest, and kind, Shirley. Virtues as rare as yours are almost unheard of in our turbulent world." He gently clasped her unscarred hands—so different from those stained by the blood and burdens of war borne by the others.

“You have a healer’s heart and hands meant for building, not destruction. It would be tragic if these hands ever had to be tainted by blood,” he whispered.

“Is that all?” She asked, to which he let out a chuckle

“You speak as if it’s a shortcoming,” He told her.

“Your role is keeping us grounded, keeping us human even as we face the worst of humanity. But for now, Shirley, let's cherish this rare moment of peace. With so many women in my life, these moments are few and far between."

Shirley seemed unfazed. “Kallen can’t be worse than whatever Milly’s cooked up.”

Lelouch raised a brow. “You remember what Kallen’s like behind closed doors?” Shirley recalled the fierce dominance Kallen exuded—terrifying, yes, but undeniably hot. “And don’t forget how similar Kaguya is to Milly.” That dulled her confidence a bit, which Lelouch noticed.

"Exactly. Enjoy the peace while it lasts. Kaguya's going to make this harem as memorable as the student council," he muttered. Milly already knew about parts of his romantic life—Kallen and C.C.—so if she didn't know about Kaguya, she soon would.

After soaking, they rejoined the others. Shirley wore his spare robe while Lelouch strolled in pajama pants—shirtless, smug, and drawing no complaints, not with how the rest were eyeing him up.

And they called him the ravenous one.

When the witch and her former contractor returned, they said nothing of their talk, but something had shifted. Chantal looked lighter, and Mao looked less dangerous. Whatever had passed between them had been necessary.

Now, with the ‘yandere mind-reader’ no longer a wildcard—Naomi’s words—they could properly welcome Shirley to the group. Villetta joked about how her master finally added someone “normal” to his chaotic line-up: terrorists, a witch, a soldier-spy, and a business mogul.

Chantal, one of the more affectionate among them—second only to Kaguya—welcomed Shirley warmly. Shirley, ever prepared, offered to handle duties others couldn’t, but she had one concern.

“Shouldn’t Nunnally know?” she asked, glancing at the few who’d spent time with his sister. “We’re doing this for her future. She deserves the truth.”

Kallen and Lelouch objected, but Naomi, Kaguya, and Chantal agreed. Mao stayed quiet, and Villetta chose not to pick sides. Ultimately, they settled on telling Nunnally part of it—enough to understand the dream but not the darker truths behind her condition.

One day, she’d learn it all. But not yet.

For now, Lelouch would be the brother who kept her safe—from the world and the truths that might shatter it.

The next group was the student council. Kaguya noted that Milly would eventually discover their existence, so they might as well admit that Lelouch maintained a modest harem—keeping the more delicate details to themselves.

Revealing everything to Nunnally had been taxing, to say the least. She reacted poorly to news of Clovis’s misdeeds in Shinjuku, even crying about the deadly consequences that awaited him, Kallen, Kaguya, and C.C. Yet after many tears, embraces, and more hot chocolate than any girl her size should consume, she was eventually placated—provided they promised to keep her informed.

After that, come morning, explaining to the council that Lelouch had multiple lovers proved simple. They spun plausible tales of how each meeting transpired. In one instance, he claimed to have met Inoue during errands. Villetta's story involved a fortuitous encounter at a club he frequented during his gambling escapades.

Suzaku, however, had focused more on Villetta's —which was understandable. At least his cumdump could adequately apologize to him. Suzaku accepted the explanations without much protest before casually threatening to murder Lelouch if he ever broke Kaguya's heart.

Nina seemed to have a mental break as Lelouch admitting was dating and sleeping with two striking Japanese women alongside four dazzling Britannian ones. Her xenophobia collided with a secret, ardent lesbian thirst; face blazing red, she dashed from the room. Milly laughed, congratulated him, advised him to use protection, and raced after Nina to keep her from collapsing in the hallway.

She didn’t need to know that they rarely used protection.

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Things had been relatively quiet on their front since then, with no significant operations unfolding. Yet Lelouch and his team had reason to be pleased. Their performance and the backing of two of Kyoto's six heads had been instrumental in securing the parts to repair the Zero Kagero—its arm lost in their last battle—and components for the Guren's redesigned RWS.

The benefits didn't stop there. With Kyoto and the Militarised District of India reaching an agreement, they could expect additional Burai and enhanced units like the Gekka models, touted as comparable to Britannia's Gloucesters. Diethard had also proven valuable in helping Inoue and Zero restructure the sprawling Black Knights into compartmentalized cells, each member assigned a specific clearance tier.

While Cornelia had discovered or destroyed two dozen safe houses and cells, more than half were decoys. The few that housed personnel were designated low clearance, offering her little helpful intelligence. Moreover, Diethard's media connections and Villetta's military influence allowed them to track Cornelia's moves and intentions nearly in real-time.

Granted, not everything was perfect. Their two highly placed spies couldn't always divulge their information lest they narrow the list of suspects too quickly. Both found themselves vulnerable after Diethard let the Black Knights' debut air without interruption. Villetta is still in trouble over Orange.

Despite their extensive efforts, they hadn't encountered much like finding Tohdoh. Even with Katese's intel, the man and his Four Holy Swords slipped away. Cornelia, according to Villetta, fumed and sought a significant victory. If she couldn't capture Zero's head, she would likely hunt down the man who delivered Britannia's only invasion defeat in Area 11 by performing the miracle at Itsukushima.

But now was not the time for grim matters—it was time to celebrate. In the Lamperouge residence at the student council building, a brightly decorated table was set with colorful textiles, balloons, treats, and gifts. A large banner reading "Welcome Back" hung overhead. All this was in honor of C.C., who received birthday-like treatment, as everyone—Nunnally and the entire harem—showered her with love. Tears of joy glistened in her eyes as she clung to Kallen after accepting a slice of cake.

"We need to throw more parties like this, brother," Nunnally declared, her tone bright.

He countered, "If we do, they might lose their charm. Chantal was away for a week, and the Federation isn’t known for its safety." Nunnally playfully stuck out her tongue, seeing how vividly Chantal had recounted her travels through India—so much livelier than when she first arrived.

Lelouch admitted that for C.C. in particular, receiving such lavish celebrations week after week wasn't out of the question. It was one of the many ways he and the rest of their harem expressed the immense love and respect she deserved. Yet this particular celebration served another purpose. With no disturbances, C.C. had successfully journeyed to the Chinese Federation under a false name, a maneuver designed to confuse his parents' watchers and keep the Chinese oblivious to her true significance.

He was already occupied with toppling one corrupt empire; the last thing he needed was another.

During her covert mission, C.C. met several Federation officials as the representative of the Black Knights while simultaneously meeting with the list Kaguya had drawn up. She connected with those open to a leadership change. This shift might elevate the empress into actual power, liberating the Federation from the corrupt eunuchs. Many, she reported, were willing to aid Japan's liberation if they, in turn, received assistance when the time was right.

She also toured India to secure enhanced knightmares like the Gekka. She even met the ingenious mind behind the Guren and Zero Kagero—who she described as independent and following her agenda rather than political loyalties.

"She's set to arrive tomorrow morning with the first shipment of the Gekka; she wished to escort them personally," Chantal stated as she settled on Lelouch's lap, purring like an oversized cat under his touch. Villetta mused that such machines might finally rival Lancelot's prowess, while Nunnally frowned at the constant conflict with Suzaku—even as Lelouch reassured her they weren't aiming to kill him.

As Kallen comforted Nunnally, Inoue voiced a lingering concern since they uncovered the Lancelot's pilot's identity. "I still can't believe this Lloyd character would choose Suzaku," she murmured with disbelief.

"Is there something wrong? He's an idiot, but not necessarily a bad person," Kallen interjected, with Nunnally swatting Kallen's arm at the insult against their friend.

Inoue continued, "Beyond the changes we've seen?" She had told them privately that the character Villetta reminds her of isn't even one of the potential love interests. Instead, she is destined to be the lover of our MC's second-in-command—Ohgi. Even then, she remains a looming threat until their secret encounter.

Lelouch nodded silently.

"That suggests our intel paints Lancelot's pilot as a major obstacle—a near mindlessly loyal agent of our enemies," Inoue added cautiously, mindful of the details Lelouch had withheld from his sister about the eroge parts of things.

“I assume you won’t use your power on him,” Chantel stated, sensing Lelouch’s heartbeat shift in affirmation. “He’s a close friend, yet if he poses such a threat—”

"We'll handle him," Lelouch assured. "I've been analyzing Lancelot's fight patterns. Once completed, we can counter his moves without resorting to lethal force."

“Counter him, not capture him?” Villetta queried, expecting a more decisive removal of our threat.

Lelouch shook his head. “Capturing him in combat would leave us with a prisoner, and targeting him out of battle would alert Schneizel to our secrets.”

Kallen interjected, “Taking him out outright might benefit us, but it would draw unwanted heat, possibly inviting Schneizel or even Charles.”

“Thus, our strategy for now is containment,” Lelouch affirmed.

Inoue raised her hands in acceptance. “Convincing the rest of the staff will be our next challenge.”

The conversation hung in the air like a thin veil of tension between strategy and sentiment, each word underscoring the high stakes of their mission. Kaguya sighed, “As if things couldn’t get more complicated.”

C.C. glanced over. “How so?”

"Two nights before your return, we tracked Todhoh's location," Kaguya explained, adding that they had delayed the grim news to let our witch savor her homecoming.

“Damn Britannians got there first—Tohdoh acted as rear guard, letting us extract his Four Swords, but he was captured,” Kallen grumbled, recalling how the battle, though intense, was eased by the absence of the Lancelot. Their targets had been reduced to fodder units, and by the time they dealt with them, their real objective had slipped away.

“Thanks to Villetta,” Lelouch started, the woman swaying slightly as she imagined her master showing her some affection later. "We already know his prison; now we wait for the Gekkas. Once they arrive, we'll move to free him before he's relocated or executed."

"Good thing, too—the swords have been a constant headache," Inoue muttered, drawing a frown from Nunnally.

“Why would they be a pain?” Nunnally asked, incredulous that they’d make quarrels with the Black Knights when they saved their lives and fought the same fight.

Inoue smiled at Nunnally's innocence. "They might fight for our shared ideals, but we disagree on methods. They probably worry about how their master's decisions affect them."

“As they should be worried—he risked his life for them when it ought to have been the other way around,” Mao scolded the absent swords as she poured another round of wine for Shirley and Kaguya.

Unlike the others, the Chinese woman was dressed in a proper maid uniform—no cosplay, as she had been officially recruited to work closely with Sayoko. Unofficially, she used her geass to monitor all who entered Ashford. If any threat emerged, she or Sayoko, a trained shinobi, would handle it.

Lelouch’s fucking her noodle legged had restored her sanity, enabling her to master her geass permanently.

Since, despite her uniform, unlike his senior maid, he had taken Mao to his bedroom…or in other rooms, several times. Their trysts left her both relieved and exhilarated—so much so that she joked about using a chainsaw, originally meant to ease transporting C.C. abroad, to defend her new sister-wives, hubby, and baby sister-in-law.

Lelouch might have rocked her world back to sanity, but make no mistake—she remained a yandere at heart.

"Are you sure it’s not about blowing up their mountain base without warning—or the fact we forced Katese to bow?" C.C. remarked.

"Maybe, but it isn’t all of them," Kallen conceded. "Senba and Urabe are manageable, yet Asahina and Chiba are insufferable. They despise Zero on principle and constantly criticize his leadership."

"They would dare?" Mao gasped.

"Oh, they would; this morning, Chiba had the nerve to claim Zero delayed rescuing Todhoh just so he’d be killed by the Britannians, leaving Zero to be the sole face of our rebellion in Japan." Kallen continued, noting Mao’s teeth clench in a clear threat of violent retribution against any disrespect to her master.

"That is most concerning. I must raise this with the rest of Kyoto. We cannot let such sentiments spread or make it easier for the Britannians to defeat us," Kaguya added, equally disappointed by the four swords' conduct despite their military past.

"Enough. Their opinions are acceptable, but I will handle it my way if they try to disrupt our plans." Lelouch interjected, ensuring Mao caught his thought of warning as he would make sure she understood that in private.

Her peep sound was evidence enough that she heard his thought and would be ready for him later.

He braced himself for an exceedingly busy night.

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The next day, after Lelouch had managed the affairs with Chantel's slow, romantic desires, Villetta's need for domination, and Mao's constant reminders not to act rashly, he found himself sitting outside with Nunnally and Suzaku. One wouldn't know of his nightly activities.

With classes dismissed, Nunnally and Suzaku relaxed together, trading memories of the Kurururgi shrine—reminiscent of Ashford’s frozen winter pond. Nunnally recalled skating on it and getting into mischief, while Suzaku, ever stubborn yet perceptive, shifted the conversation to summer frog-catching and even mimicked the Japanese croaks, much to her delight.

Lelouch watched them with a mix of regret and resolve. He once believed Suzaku could love and protect his dear sister. However, he saw him as just another unpredictable piece in their intricate game. Although Nunnally was only marginally involved in his covert plans, her gradual awareness of their operations stirred uneasy thoughts—Suzaku's reaction to the truth might bring dangerous consequences. Sayoko remained discreetly nearby to cover his tracks, ready to step in if needed.

Suddenly, a uniformed woman burst toward them. Neither Lelouch nor Nunnally recognized her, but Suzaku leaped to his feet. "Lloyd says it's urgent!" she called out. At that moment, everyone tensed, knowing that yet another complication was about to unfold.

"And who is that?" Lelouch asked, feigning innocence while his gaze lingered on the newcomer. Like the other women in his life, she was lovely—kind, compassionate blue eyes and practical, neck-length indigo hair that hinted at her military background. While more proper than Villetta's, her uniform still hugged a slim, curvy frame, giving Lelouch a generous preview of the lady beneath.

Unfazed by his friend's evident interest, Suzaku answered coolly, "She's a co-worker." As she arrived, steadying herself on a pillar, she offered a warm, friendly smile.

"Friends of yours?" she asked Suzaku, noticing his pleased expression. Her question, though simple, evoked genuine curiosity and appreciation for the camaraderie.

“Yes,” Suzaku replied. Despite her smile, the woman—Cecile—regretted she couldn’t spare more time that afternoon.

“I’m sorry for taking him away, but duty calls,” she explained vaguely. Unbeknownst to them, Lelouch was already well aware of their work. Rising from his seat, he spoke up.

“I’d hardly call it duty when he’s spending time with such a beautiful woman,” Lelouch complimented, bowing slightly as he grasped her hand to steal a quick kiss. The gesture made Cecile blush, much to the amusement of the sweet girl in the wheelchair nearby.

Suzaku gently pulled Lelouch back. “Keep it to yourself, Mr. Ladies Man. You already have enough women in your life.”

Lelouch smirked. “I’m only stating the truth. Now run along—the engineering department needs its muscle.”

“Laugh it up. You’d be in better shape if you worked out more!” Suzaku teased as he escorted Cecile away, leaving Lelouch to his wry amusement.

“I already do—I'm no exercise nut!” Lelouch called out, shaking his head as he settled back into his seat.

“I wish he wouldn’t have to go…because it means…” Nunnally began.

“I feel the same,” Lelouch sighed.

His sister looked desperate. "Couldn't we try talking to him? It might not work, but—"

Lelouch gently clasped her hand, and Nunnally knew what was coming. “Nunna…” he whispered, the single word conveying more than he could say aloud. She wasn’t unwise, yet she hated facing the inevitable truth.

“I know, but why must it turn out like this?” she pleaded, recalling how they’d barely begun to heal after the near-tragedies in Shinjuku—when both her brother and Suzaku had nearly died, and Suzaku had come so close to losing his life again. Was it too much to ask for unity among those she loved?

"I promise we won't kill him," Lelouch swore, kissing her forehead before rising. "How about we take a walk and clear our heads?"

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She wouldn't have bothered coming if Nagisa hadn't known they were finally making their move tonight. They'd wasted time watching Zero and his so-called "Black Knight" idle while their leader languished in prison—his life constantly at risk. The masked bastard couldn't even show up, sending someone like that Kozuki woman to handle his affairs while he stayed hidden, scheming.

But time was running short; it was already afternoon on the fourth night since Britannia ambushed her and the rest of the Holy Swords. Standing aside, Nagisa and her comrades observed the self-styled “knights”—amateurs by any Britannian standard—clumsily maintaining their prized unit. Even without a mechanical background, she could tell these civilians-turned-fighters were as sloppy as expected.

Chiba silently wondered if the Colonel could have commanded them better, a thought that stung since he wasn't present. She kept a composed face while clenching her hand, recalling how they'd begged to give the Colonel time to escape—time he refused—only for Kyoto's backup to arrive too late.

Nagisa continued her conversation with the Holy Swords. Asahina was the only one who openly agreed with her, even as she noted these upstarts were only in it for their own gain; at least the JLF hadn't been ethnocentric. Senba, the eldest, acted as mediator between her, Asahina, and the blasé Urabe, whose uncertain loyalty still raised suspicions.

"Look, just stuff them in and close the lid! We're moving out soon!" Tamaki bellowed at Yoshida and Suyigama as they worked on the Guren while Kallen hurriedly dressed. Then, a sharp voice said, "Take your time and treat it with proper respect!" All turned to see a stern Indian woman staring like she owned the place. "And who are you?" Tamaki demanded, but she remained unruffled.

"I am its mother." Wait…what? How the hell would she—

“You arrived on time.” Zero’s unexpected entry—always silent until he wished to be seen—cut off Tamaki’s thought of asking a likely foolish question. Chiba glared at the masked man, silently questioning why he had finally chosen to appear.

Their foreign guest hardly seemed surprised by his presence. After a brief scan, she spoke coolly, “Are you Zero? It’s a pleasure—I’ve heard much about you.”

“Likewise, Rakshata Chawla. It’s rare to meet someone of your intellect and accomplishments.” Zero extended his hand in greeting. “From medical cybernetics to knightmare research and development, it appears that once you try something, you excel.”

Rakshata’s smile wavered slightly at his praise, but she maintained composure. “Flatterer, but I prefer not to dwell on ancient history.” Shifting the conversation, she produced a ring of activation keys. “Anyway, here they are.” She then presented a briefcase containing a yellow piloting costume adorned with the Black Knight’s insignia.

"Excuse me—will this really improve the interfacing system?" Kallen interjected as she emerged, clad in similar piloting gear in red that accentuated her form. Chiba noted its snug fit and inwardly cringed at the thought of wearing it around these people. However, its purpose was to help recover Tohdoh.

“Of course not,” Rakshata replied coolly—a response that surprised Kallen and drew a fierce glare from Chiba, who silently hoped Rakshata wasn’t trying to dress them up for some fetish. “It will enhance your life expectancy.”

After briefly explaining, the Holy Swords were handed their gear and activation keys for their Gekka units. Chiba received the yellow pilot suit, while the others got grey ones. Chiba's glare deepened as she caught Rakshata's assistant passing her the gear, unnerving the skinny man. Still, she said nothing and turned away to prepare.

Her mood did not go unnoticed. While everyone busied themselves, Inoue approached Zero.

“Your thoughts?” he inquired.

"You should focus on Chiba—win her over, and it'll significantly lessen Asahina's criticism, especially once we get Tohdoh to sign off on you," Inoue advised.

Lelouch mused that, given his luck, it wouldn't be surprising if Chiba ended up sucking him off after he stuffed her full of cum.

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The operation ran without a hitch. With the Holy Swords securing the prison's perimeter, Zero managed to locate and rescue Todhoh before his execution could be carried out. The man had been a hard sell—a fact Lelouch expected—but persuasion eventually won him over. Despite his fate, he and the Colonel agreed that Katase had concurred with Kyoto's decision: Japan needed a leader like Zero, not Katase, and the true face of the struggle like Todhoh.

The Colonel asked if Zero expected him to perform a miracle. Zero laughed off the notion, insisting that Todhoh's breakthrough was no divine act but the outcome of exceptional intelligence work. He explained that people called it a miracle because that was all they had to believe in—until his rise when men like them rekindled the faith that Britannia could be defeated.

Thus, neither Zero nor Todhoh had the luxury of giving up or dying; they had to endure until victory, defeat, or their names and souls were shattered. This resolve convinced the Colonel to join despite his reservations.

Before departing, the Colonel posed one question: why had Kyoto sided with him? Most wouldn't have so readily abandoned the JLF for the Black Knights. Zero replied that he had met with Kirihara, who saw that the young man he once grew up with—whose refined hatred for Britannia sealed Kyoto's trust. That was enough for Todhoh to realize his identity and vowed to keep it secret until it was right. However, he would keep a close eye on Zero, knowing that anger was a volatile motivator.

Chiba learned none of this. Zero and the Guren raced off to rendezvous with the Colonel, returning with him—an arrival that lifted a weight from her heart. Later, when the Britannian unit called Lancelot appeared, she grudgingly admitted that Zero's plan was near flawless, as it allowed them to disable the unit.

She was irked by what followed after things were said and done when they were safe—the Colonel announced his intention to join the Black Knights, just as Katese had done. It left her stunned that he would willingly side with that masked fiend. He hadn't ordered them to follow him, but what were they supposed to do? All four had eagerly signed on, yet Nagisa's gut told her something was off. There was no way the Colonel would so readily collaborate with Zero; it reeked of manipulation, and she was determined to uncover his scheme.

Zero's so-called "miracles" weren't over. Days later, they received a new shipment in a display of support from Kyoto and their foreign backers. It wasn't merely weapons, supplies, or extra Gekkas – it was a full-sized submarine!

How had the barely two-month-old Black Knights secured such a prize when the Japan Liberation Front lasted nearly seven years? Clearly, deeper forces were at work; it wasn't just her dear Colonel being manipulated, but Kyoto itself.

She and the others boarded the submarine, where Zero convened a meeting to announce changes to their operations. He retained overall command while dividing deputy roles: Katese would handle foreign affairs, and a meek man named Ohgi was named his second-in-command. Nagisa bristled at the notion of the Colonel being passed over. However, his appointment as chief of military affairs suited him. After all, Todhoh had often remarked he was a better fighter than a leader.

Her reservations grew when Zero insisted that the Chief Intelligence Commissioner be assigned to a Britannian—a media man—a decision that only confirmed her suspicions. Zero dismissed her concerns, arguing that Diethard’s collaboration with Katese would strengthen their work through diverse perspectives.

Diethard's loyalty clearly lay with Zero, the masked man who openly admitted he wasn't Japanese. Either way, Nagisa vowed to uncover the truth about him. The Colonel would take charge once she secured proof of his true nature. With Zero's ill-gotten resources, they would take the fight back to Britannia and reclaim Japan.

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She got her chance a few days later. Zero's quarters often had his commanders come and go or even guards posted outside, but today, there was no one. So, all she had to do was sneak inside, find something incriminating, and that would be that, right?

Well, her plan was foiled from the start as she did manage to sneak in, not finding it strange that the masked man hadn't had a lock on his door as she just assumed he was cocky…the truth was that it was to allow Inoue, Kallen, and C.C. access to him without it seeming strange that they had the keys.

The second failure point was that she thought it would be out, having heard him being called to speak with Diethard about something. Still, he never left as he handled the issue via a video call, which meant he could head into his private shower.

This left to the third and final failure point, that when she entered, she saw his wet, naked body and gasped at how toned his ass was, which led to now. Having been ordered to sit on his bed as he marched back and forth laying into her, the man not even bothering to put clothes in or a towel, drip drying.

"I was willing to tolerate you and Asahina's distrust of my leadership; we are all entitled to our opinions. I was even against making moves against you when Kallen and others voiced their complaints, saying that at the end of the day, you followed orders and didn't seek to cause problems." Lelouch continued on, Chiba having zoned out for a moment there as she traced a drop of water from his neck down his chest towards his groin where a genuinely massive cock lay, and it was soft to boot!

“But this? Sneaking into my room, and for what? To assassinate me?” He demanded of her, which caused her to pale more than she already had

“Wha-no! I would never.” She denied.

“Silence.” She shut up at that, both because she was already in deep shit…but also because he was hot. “You’ve overstepped your bounds, Chiba. There will be disciplinary action, but you can also be assured that I'll bring this up with Todhoh as he might need to find a replacement sword."

Chiba scrambled to her feet, bowing on her hands and knees. "No, please don't tell him! He can't hear about this, I beg of you!" She had worked hard to get where she was, and she couldn't stand the Colonel losing his respect for her, not when he had been such a mentor to her!

Lelouch crossed his arms. "And why should I give you mercy?" He asked her, waiting for whatever asinine response she could make.

"I can…" Whatever she was going to say fell short as her eyes once again went towards his cock; she seemed enticed by it. Lelouch saw that, and while he raised eye eyebrow, he didn't move to stop her as his cock started to rise, Chiba getting a first-hand look at just how massive he was as his cock slowly rose till it stood erect like a pillar throbbing with blood. Chiba felt her pussy grow wet at the sight as she was a young attractive woman, 28 that year, and while she was no virgin, it had been a while since she last took someone to her bed.

"So…big…" She moaned as Lelouch, by far, had the biggest cock she had ever seen in person, the man remaining quiet. However, he appreciated the ego boast as Chiba crawled closer till her hot, wanting breath glided over his shaft and balls.

Only then did he realize that it was odd for him to have had this entire conversation naked, but he blamed it on the fact he had an ever-growing harem-his sense of shame around the fairer sex was minuscule compared to that it used to be. Besides, it seemed that was the right call as he hadn't even said anything, and Nagisa Chiba, the hard-ass who hated Zero, was moments away from sucking on his cock. The very idea of it made his cock swell further as if trying to prove to her that she was right and that she'll never get a cock anyway near as good as his.

Nagisa cooed as she leaned in, licking at his crown, which got a pleased groan out of him, to which she wished to hear more as she continued to lavish the head with her tongue, tasting how strong and manly his cock was, especially when pre-cum leaked. She lapped it up, not letting any go to waste.

Her hand came up, trying to wrap around the shaft, only to find that his cock was too thick to wrap around, which only made her let out a moan as she couldn't help but imagine such a beast taking her. Kneeling between his legs, her hand pumping his shaft while she continued to take the tip and first few inches into her warm, moist mouth where her tongue danced around, a sensation that Lelouch loved, but he wanted more, much more.

Despite how much his cock was throbbed and flexed, he spoke, breaking whatever lust fuelled haze had fallen over her.

“My eyes are up here.” Lelouch's words shattered her lust and cock hunger, and Nagisa immediately realized where she was and, more importantly, what she was doing.

“Sor-!” Lelouch grabbed the back of her head and, without warning or mercy, shoved her down his cock till his cock was entering her throat, choking the woman as he held her there, Lelouch enjoying how her throat flexed and shifted around his cock, letting out a grunt from the gut, he released her, his cock, covered in her saliva, and throbbing with need, came to rest on her face, Lelouch smirking when he saw how she was gazing up at it like it was from the Gods.

“Oh, do you want to make it to me that way?” he asked her. Nagisa looked like she wished to refuse, maybe ask that they stop or force him off, as this was highly unprofessional.

“Yes…” But God was she horny; she didn't know how or why, but this cock…this man awoke and amplified her lust to insane levels.

Roughly letting go of her, Lelouch walked over to the couch and sat down, his legs open and his cock erect and ready as he snapped his fingers.

“Then get started; your performance will decide your fate." He told her, to which she rapidly nodded her head. She got up and started to undress. She would typically try to make this part longer for the foreplay. Still, her boss was already hard as stone, and she was about to turn into a geyser with how horny she was.

Taking off more of her uniform, Lelouch let out a breath from the nose in approval as she saw more of her creamy skin, scarring here and there, but it only added to the appeal—a maiden who had seen combat. Her choice of underwear was plain; she bought it because of how functional it was, nothing else.

"You'll need sexier underwear. If you pass this, I'll be fucking you on the regular, and you need to dress for that." Lelouch didn't ask; he spoke as if it were fact because it was, one that Nagisa hoped would come to pass as just having him fuck her once would be a crime.

"Yes sir, I'll buy racier underwear, maybe see-throughs and a thong." She agreed, stripping the bra and panties, which she would get rid of soon enough, revealing that along with her curved, muscular body, she had a firm C-cup bust, capped with light pink nipples and trimmed pubic hair leading to her slim yet wet pussy lips.

"Yes, that'll be great, but that comes later." Lelouch's cock was already throbbing as it was denied the joy that was getting sucked off by the woman. Still, it would get something better when Nagisa got onto his lap, supporting herself on her knees with her hands on either side of the sofa, Lelouch in the middle with full excess to her plump, sweet-looking breasts, but he didn't make a move.

Nagisa whined at that, but she knew this wasn't meant to be for her, she was trying to please her master, and that meant taking that monster he called a dick and giving him a ride worth remembering. She reached down to his cock, feeling how thick, hard, and hot it was against her palm, and shifted it so that as she raised her hips, it aligned with her pussy.

Sparing one last glance at his face, she saw she was unmoved, which only hit at her pride as she would make him cry out in pleasure; she'll make sure he cum right into a tight-fertile pussy. With that, though, she dropped, his cock hitting her pussy and easily parting her lips as she sank further down into him, hissing as his size was something she had never experienced as his throbbing, searing hot iron pole of a cock pierced deeper into her.

She had to stop to take a breath as… God, was he big, but when she looked down, to her shock and horror-she saw that she had only taken half his cock into her. Half and already, he was deeper than anyone else had ever been.

Lelouch let out a pleased breath but little else as he had the urge to pump the rest of his shaft into her warm, tight pussy. To make her scream as she lost control as he fucked her as much as he pleased, that wasn't what this was about. He would get his entertainment, but she'd be the one to do most of the work. But he would at least move in other ways as he leaned forward, the slight movement of his cock in her making her whine only to quiver when his lips latched into one of her nipples, his hands going to her ass where he messaged and slapped them as he pleased.

But even as he toyed with her and jumped from one nipple to another, leaving one swollen, wet, and swore, he didn't thrust into her nor pull her deeper.

"So good…" Nagisa whined as she felt like she could cum from this alone, but that wouldn't be right-she was meant to be pleasing him. "Fuck, fuck…fuck!" She started rolling her hips about, trying to handle the half of his cock which she already had in her; getting a grunt out of him; motivated by it, she forced herself deeper into his cock, her folds squeezing it so hard as she did so.

“Is this good?" She whimpered as she sank deeper, now having all but a quarter in her. Still, it was so much to handle as is as she continued to grind against him, rolling her hips and rising and lowering them in a hypnotic dance that saw her ass dancing about.

Lelouch slapped her ass and bit into her nipple, Nagisa crying out as she orgasmed right then and there, her folds growing so hot and tight that a lesser man might have tapped out then and fired off his entire load into her, but Lelouch remained strong. Lelouch did enjoy how much her cunt was messaging and twisting around his cock, a sensation he prolonged by fondling her ass and continuing to aggressively play with her nipples.

“How…how…?” She breathlessly asked, but Lelouch wasn’t done, as she could feel how hard he remained in her.

“Continue.”

“But…Zero…I’m…” Chiba tried to push back against it; she needed rest, but Lelouch wouldn't give it. His hands ceased her ass, slapping both cheeks hard enough that she let out a cry that was equal parts pain and arousal.

“Fine, I’ll handle it.” He pulled her down right as he thrust, sending the last of his cock into her tight, hot depths, which caused her to scream out, another orgasm ripped from her, but Lelouch didn't stop as he continued to drag back and forth along his cock, thrust deeply into her with slow, yet powerful thrusts, his cock managing to find and ruthlessly target every weak-point that she had from the very entrance all the way to the entrance to her womb which he repeatedly smashed into to, till his cock's head pierced in.

“Cumming!” She sobbed as she orgasmed once more as Lelouch had his way with her, silencing her when he left her now sore rippled and took her lips, aggressively kissing her as she moaned and whined into her kiss.

"Fuck, you're tight," Lelouch growled as she mewed, the man pulling back a little as he continued to slap her ass, which despite how muscular it was, was still soft and irresistible to play with. Nagisa's depths touched every pit of his cock as it thundered in and out of here, his crown regularly entering into her womb as the woman continued to scream and plead for him to let up, pleas which he ignored as she was cumming left and right, it was only right that he got to blow a load into her fertile womb.

"Big! Too big!" Nagisa screamed as his pussy was strength so good by his cock, her orgasms never stopping, as before one could end, another would take her, leaving her too limp to move, and yet Lelouch didn't stop as he took full control; his body sweaty, his breath hungry and yet he wasn't sated as he continued pulling back and forth in conjunction to his slow, forceful thrust which saw him pull his cock till just an inch remained inside, before be buried the entire throbbing spear into her.

"Biggest you've had?" Lelouch couldn't help but ask as he went back to her sweaty breasts, where he devoured them like they were a sugary treat.

"Yes! Let me rest! Please! You're too big!" Nagisa sobbed as her pussy was so sensitive that she could feel every vein, every throb, every little movement, and it left her nerves ablaze as she leaked out cum all over his crotch and couch.

Lelouch paused, bringing her to a much-needed stop as she was left exhausted, sweaty, and sore from only maybe 10 minutes of sex, something which had never happened before. She was more laying into him now as she tried to gather her breath when Lelouch learned in, a smirk on his face which didn't bode well for her.

"No." He whispered, and for a moment, she came just at the sound of his voice before he flipped them around, leaving her spread out on the couch before he thrust right back into her, her screams music to his ears as her legs, weak as they were, wrapping around his waist to keep him in.

They would go for another 10 minutes before her ever-constriction and messaging pussy caused his balls to tighten. His cock swelled even further, and when she came once again, the woman was reduced to whimpers and heavy breathing, Lelouch buried himself as deep as he could go where his cock throbbed several times, each time he let out a hot, fat load of cum directly into her womb. Finally feeling him let loose, Nagisa was left shattered as he had broken her in the most wonderful way possible, leaving in her more sexual bliss than she ever thought possible.

Her legs, along with the rest of her body, were too weak to move as she was left slumped.

In contrast to her, Lelouch was hardly winded as he pulled out of her; without his cock as a plug, his cum started to leak out of her well fucked hole. Looking over her, his pride could only grow at once again, the sight of a beautiful woman brought to such bliss by his hands. He wondered if this was the draw of eroge games and if it was, he could see why Naomi and others like her loved them.

Nagisa was about to ask if she had done a good job, as Lelouch had blown such a large load in her, more than when she would let the lucky sole go in raw and cum a few times, only for the woman to get picked up, and quickly find herself in the full nelson, with Lelouch's cock still primed and ready.

“W-wait! My pussy’s too sore!” She cried out, as no matter how much she wanted it, she would be destroyed if he tried to fuck her again.

His laugh only made that worry greater as Lelouch moved her so that his cock didn't rest against her still sensitive pussy's lips but instead went for her other hole.

Moving so that he stood in front of his mirror, he enjoyed the sight that greeted him, as one could never get tired of a sweaty, sexually stimulated woman in his arms, her pussy still leaking with his cum but with the bonus that his iron rode of a cock was primed and ready to take her ass. "Who said I'm taking your pussy. You have such a soft ass that I couldn't resist."

With that, he dropped her onto his cock, spearing a third of it into her ass, her screams being far from the only ones she’ll let out as he started to bounce her on his cock, working more of it into her as he would ensure by the time he was done, she could take him any way he pleased.

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About an hour later, the rest of the harem would get a message from Lelouch, and when they opened the image, they all had their reactions. Kallen only blushed but licked her lips, C.C. buried her head into cheese-kun, Villetta rubbed her thighs together at her desk, bemoaning the fact she was stuck at work, Inoue would nod and put her phone away like it was nothing as she was in a meeting with Diethard, Kaguya smiled and texted back that she expected nothing less, Shirley excused herself from swimming practice to masturbate and Mao?

Mao seemed to cum on the spot as she muttered that her master was a beast.

The reason for that varying response was that the picture depicted Lelouch and Nagisa, naked and sweaty on his bed as the woman tended to his still swollen cock, his ass, and pussy both leaking out copious amounts of his cum with the tag-line 'She's such a good sword.'

Inoue: He just walks around naked now?

Author: Well, he did just come out of the shower

Inoue: Then how come I wasn’t there!

Author: Because you were busy

Lelouch: I’m beginning to turn into a monster.

Kaguya: Oh, don't worry, Hubbie, we want you to.