Chapter 5: Woman of Water.

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

Another day, another council meeting with scant attendance—a situation Shirley secretly preferred. Fewer eyes meant fewer questions about her recent state, especially no prying from Rivalz or Nina. It wasn't that she felt ashamed, not in the slightest, but she'd rather keep her inner turmoil hidden.

She exhaled deeply, glancing at the paperwork scattered before her, documents she barely touched as her thoughts drifted toward her upcoming concert date with Lulu. The idea of asking him out terrified her, particularly knowing he was with Kallen. Yet, the desire to seize that chance burned within her. She might have waited in another life, resigned to the idea of a missed opportunity, but not in this one.

Who cared if he was already with someone else? She reasoned that, at worst, he would gently decline, sparing her further embarrassment. It would sting, yet at least she would have dared to speak her truth. However, when the moment arrived, he neither said yes nor no—leaving her in anxious limbo.

Panic almost made her call to cancel, but before she could, Lelouch intervened, asking if she was truly serious. At that moment, the angel on her shoulder urged caution—suggesting she agree with him or dismiss the incident as a silly error, mindful of her moral code. Yet, the devil, who bore an uncanny resemblance to Milly, whispered encouragement to disregard the angel's reservations and just go for it.

She chose the devil’s advice, and it turned out to be a decision she never regretted. The date was enchanting. After an opera performance, he charmed his way backstage, securing autographs from the performers—a delightful bonus. As if that weren’t enough, Lelouch arranged for a ride in a rented car to a high-end restaurant, the kind reserved for nobility and the wealthy. They bypassed the line, courtesy of a gambling debt owed by the owner.

Escorted to a table with a breathtaking view of the moonlit Pacific, they dined to soft, sweet music. Shirley savored every bite while her thoughts remained solely on him. Even when the night ended, and he walked her back to her dorm, she floated on cloud nine, indifferent to her roommate's curious questions.

Since then, however, no time together has followed. Milly, the only other attendee, had noticed Shirley’s changed mood and finally addressed it. Around campus, it was an open secret that Shirley had secured a date with the most desired guy, and while some whispered disapproval of Lelouch’s situation with Kallen, Milly knew envy fueled most of the criticism.

“All right, you’ve been staring at that paper for ten minutes—was the date that good?” Milly prodded.

"It was incredible," Shirley confessed, her eyes alight with disbelief. "I never imagined he'd put so much effort into…." She trailed off, struggling to articulate a dream-like encounter that surpassed her wildest fantasies. Everything had been perfect—almost too perfect—except for one missing detail.

"Wow, you got that far already? I'm impressed," Milly teased, causing Shirley's cheeks to flush with embarrassment and delight as her imagination ran wild.

"No, we didn't do that! It was just an opera and dinner date," Shirley quickly corrected, though her tone betrayed her secret longing. Milly's sly smile only deepened her blush.

"Oh, I see—you wanted it to be more," Milly observed knowingly. Shirley's reddened face affirmed her unspoken desire: she wasn't content with a fleeting date. Her thoughts drifted to a daring fantasy of inviting him inside when he dropped her off, even with her roommate nearby. It wasn't merely about the physical; she yearned for something real, something lasting.

“But then he’s been ignoring me since,” Shirley sighed, slumping back in her chair. “Maybe Kallen didn’t approve after all.”

Milly tapped her chin thoughtfully. That sounded like typical behavior—letting jealousy or pity dictate a boyfriend's actions. Yet, something told her that Kallen, far stronger than she let on, wouldn't simply sit by and allow that.

“No, if Kallen disapproved, she’d have made it clear. Lelouch’s just been swamped—Nunna caught a cold, then there was a quirk meeting, and now Suzaku’s cousin is in town. They’ve all been keeping her busy,” Milly explained.

The revelation had surprised everyone, especially Suzaku, who hadn’t seen his family in years. His temper had nearly flared during a prank that had Kaguya doused in red and white paint—a crude mockery of the Eleven’s old flag—before Rivalz stepped in.

“Beware the anger of a good man,” Milly remarked, nodding as she recalled Lelouch’s silent, simmering fury. “But tell me, what do you think about her—Kaguya, I mean?”

Shirley gave her a flat look. “She’s too much like you. I’m genuinely worried for the rest of the women you haven’t corrupted yet.” She still remembered Kaguya’s announcement, complete with a theatrical display during club orientation. A performance that left half the audience in need of a cold shower and Suzaku looking like he wanted to sink into the floor.

Oddly enough, Lelouch hadn't looked embarrassed—more possessive, like how her mom looked when someone tried to swipe her favorite biscuits. And then he disappeared with Kaguya right after, missing history class entirely. She told herself it was nothing. Probably just Lelouch lecturing Kaguya on how to behave.

Later, she'd learn he’d been furious—just not at Kaguya. No, he’d dragged her off to remind her exactly who she belonged to, leaving her limp, breathless, and crying out his name.

Milly sighed dreamily. “She’ll be a great student council president once I’m gone. Lelouch is too uptight. Kaguya, now she’ll maximize his potential.”

“Outside… that,” Shirley admitted, remembering the office lady cosplay, “I do like her. She’s warm, witty, and honestly really sweet.”

'Because she doesn't need to be angry,' Milly thought. 'She has her two personal terminators for that.' Kaguya might play the flirty darling, but she had all the protection she needed between Lelouch's influence and Suzaku's terrifying ability to break a man in half.

Lelouch controlling the rugby team was one thing. Suzaku was like five rugby players crammed into one overly athletic body. If they tried, those two could probably take the imperial throne.

Somewhere, Lelouch, Suzaku, Charles, and Bismarck all sneezed.

“Well,” Milly said, eyes back on the paperwork, “at least you’ll have a fun time. Lelouch has plenty of experience.”

Shirley jolted upright, slamming her hands on the table. “Wait, he and Kallen are already—?!”

“Caught them sneaking out of an empty classroom the other day. They weren’t in there discussing homework. Honestly, it’s no wonder there’s a rumor he knocked her up.” Milly grinned. “And don’t forget the green-haired one who clings to him.”

Shirley looked shell-shocked, a small nosebleed forming. “How many women is he even dating?”

“More like fucking,” Milly shrugged. “And I’m pretty sure there’s at least one more. You just know when someone’s been given god-tier sex.”

“He…he’s…” Shirley stammered, unable to form the words. Milly smirked, reading more into her hesitation than anger. Shirley wasn’t upset—if anything, the thought that Lulu could…take her while others watched stirred something unexpected inside her. A forbidden thrill she was only beginning to understand.

“Well, I figured he’d eventually start dating,” Milly continued, her feet tapping restlessly. “I always assumed he’d take it slow with the whole harem setup.” She mused over his bloodline and the hormones he’d bottled up, transforming into something dangerously potent—a lust distilled into its purest form.

“How can you be so calm about all this?” Shirley asked, still grappling with her new, bewildering desires. Milly’s response came in a steady, deadpan stare. “We have an emperor with over a hundred consorts. My grandfather had three wives and eight mistresses. I probably have more uncles and aunts than I can count. Polygamy among the nobility is practically a tradition.”

Shirley looked both foolish and fascinated at her own question, prompting a giggle from Milly. "Like you always say, if Lulu applies himself, he can do great things. Give it a few years; he'll be a millionaire with connections across Area 11. A man like that is bound to have several women in his bed—and it looks like you'll be one of them."

“But… but…” Shirley began.

“You think Kallen’s hot?” Milly interrupted.

“Yes,” Shirley blurted before mortification overtook her, recalling their shared bath and Kallen’s undeniable allure.

Milly laughed heartily. "Look at you—you're in for one wild ride with Lulu and your sister-wives."

Embarrassed yet strangely excited, Shirley bolted from the conversation as Milly's laughter echoed behind her. She needed to retreat to her dorm, grab her swimming gear, and lose herself in a cold pool for several hours.

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The other council members hadn't been present for their own reasons. Nina had been forced to attend make-up Britannian History classes, Rivalz was out on errands for the council, Suzaku had been called back to the base for some work, and Kallen was speaking with the principal, which was really code for her to spend time with her mother.

That just left Lelouch, who wasn't off campus but very much enjoying some private time as Chantal had taken Nunnally out for a relaxing afternoon while Inoue was with the Black Knights, busy with some work involving some of the new Burai they got, as well as a special knightmare built just for him, the Zero Kagero.

That had been fast-tracked in delivery thanks to Kaguya, who Lelouch cuddled with, both naked and sweaty, from the fantastic sex that they had. Still, while she rested, Lelouch wasn't another of his lovers; the equally naked Villetta slobbered all over his cock. He had called her over for work, but when Kaguya arrived first, it led to Sayoko directing their guest to his room and seeing Kaguya moaning gibberish as he fucked her mating press into the bed.

Sayoko, the ever-dutiful maid, had only got the barest of blushes seeing her master in such a dominating position before she silently left. Lelouch barely needed to tell Villetta to strip and get involved before she was tearing her disguise off and crawling in after.

Now, Lelouch rested, Kaguya laying her head on his chest, her pussy still leaking his cum as his other woman tended to him, and tended to him well as she saw just how voracious Villetta was, sloppily cocking his cock, her lips going as far down as his crotch before she would pull back till just his head was in her lips.

It was wet, he was filled with tongue, and it perfectly suited the Britannian bitch. She had heard of her and Jeremiah, the horror stories of what Purebloods were like, and their views towards non-Britannians; she had even heard about their stunt to execute her for the righteous deed of her future husband.

So seeing that same pretentious, arrogant, racist bitch acting like a cock starved whore was such a turn-on to her, made even better because it was her Lelouch that turned her into this.

Lelouch, having experienced just how intense Villetta blowjobs could be and having offloaded a few shots into Kaguya, hadn't blown a load down her expecting throat despite how long she's been deepthroating him. Still, he was close, which only egged the dark-skinned-beauty on as she wanted to please him so badly; she wanted him to pet her head or, even better, grip her head and demean her as he fucked her mouth like he would her pussy.

She’ll need to wait as Lelouch turned his heated gaze to Kaguya, half tempted to finger her and see her twist and bend from his touch, but business before pleasure…well, maybe that didn’t fit the situation as he grunted as Villetta pulled back enough where her tongue ravished his crown, while she jerked his spit covered cock off, her soft, near delicate hand squeezing and massaging his thick, throbbing shaft.

"Report," Lelouch ordered, to which Villetta reluctantly pulled back from his cock. However, she pressed it against her face as she continued stroking it.

"Cornelia's planning to move against the remnants of the JLF, master. I'm still waiting to learn details, but it seems like she wants a win after you embarrassed her at Narita." She breathlessly replied, her eyes foggy with lust. He knew that she was wet and leaving marks on the sheets, but she’ll wait to get his dick, just the way she liked it.

“And she’s not moving against me?” Lelouch smirked; his ego had grown quite a bit, but it would be hard for anyone not to feel proud in such a situation. When they returned, he even had some fun to look forward to with Kallen and C.C.

“She doesn’t know where to strike, master. You’re,” Villetta kissed his cock a few times, slathering it with devotion but pulled back before she could suck on it again. “Too good at evading her and her spies.”

“Well, that does add to why I came to see you," Kaguya said, drawing Lelouch's eye to her. It made her whine a little, as it didn't look it, but she could see how lustful his gaze was. "Besides wanting to spend time with my husband, to be."

“It’s related to Katase?” He asked as he signaled Villetta to get back at it, a task she happily did as she thanked him and dived in, slobbering over his cock as she took it into her throat with ease like a proper cocksleeve. All while, his hand shifted to Kaguya’s butt, smacking it as he pulled her close and started kissing her neck, being rewarded with pleased mews from the Japanese princess.

“Kyoto’s going to send the official request in a couple days, but they want you to help General Katase and his loyalists escape to the Chinese Federation." She breathed out, jolting each time Lelouch smacked and then squeezed her still-sensitive ass cheeks.

“And what,” He grunted, feeling his cock throb in Villetta’s throat as she started rapidly swallowing on it, the woman having no gag reflex to speak of as she got ever closer to getting her reward. “Do the Black Knights get out of this? Besides, it was another chance to bloody Cornelia's nose. What good are the Eunuchs as allies?"

Sex aside, he wasn't wrong about the Eunuchs as he had done his research on them, and it was safe to say they were as unreliable as they were incompetents. Any help to free Japan from that would quickly see Japan become a 'member state' of the federation and drained dry like so many other countries to feed the Eunuchs and their cronies’ greed and ambition.

"Indeed, they're not the best, but we don't just have them to rely on." Kaguya moaned when he bit into her neck, leaving another mark that she'd need to 'hide.' "I'm friends with the empress, Tianzi.”

Lelouch pulled back, though it was more because Villetta was getting him close to his limit, the man grasping her head to force her down and remain there, choking her on his cock before letting her pull back just enough to breathe before shoving her back down. "She doesn't have power now; in fact, she's never even been outside the imperial palace, but she does have the loyalty of a brilliant commander, Li Xingke, who agrees with you on many of the critiques of the current Federation administration.”

Lelouch pulled Villetta down one last time, cumming directly down her throat. The woman moaned over his cock as her tongue and throat continued to message his hot, thick member. Each throb sent a blast of cum down her throat, seemingly endless, as she felt her stomach start to fill with her master's potent seed.

“Is,” Villetta pulled back, his still cumming cock sending several thick, hot shots of cum across her face and neck, her eyes nearly rolling back as she could never get tired of the feeling, the intoxicating scent of his cum. “Is he planning a coup?

Kaguya snorted at her, looking at the woman like she was an amusing bug. "Look at that. The cocksleeve can think of more than cock and cum in that head of hers. My husband’s still not satisfied; use those fat tits of yours to correct that." She directed her attention back to Lelouch's cock, which despite everything, was still as hard and erect as an obelisk.

“Yes, mistress Kaguya.” Villetta loved how she was treated like the harem’s bitch as she cupped her large, cum stained breasts and shyly looked up towards her master’s unimpressed, borderline bored face. “Master.” She requested permission, only for the man to slap her across her face, getting a whine and moan to spill from her lips.

"You heard her. Do you think I need to punish you?" His eyes narrowed.

“No, master!” Villetta quickly obeyed, lifting her large, soft tits to engulf his cock. Descending upon his crotch, smoothing his penis against his stomach before it finally slipped between her cleavage where, despite the fact she was blessed with the biggest breasts of his harem, a sizable portion of his cock still pocked out her tits as she pressed them together, trapping him in their soft, warmth and started working his shaft.

As she started working the tip with those kissable, purple lipstick-covered lips of hers, Lelouch smirked at her and towards Kaguya, who looked as smug with the pureblood submissive role.

"The Black Knight will, of course, offer aid to a fellow resistance fighter, especially one who done as much for the cause as dear old Katase, provided he's made aware of who he'll serve from now on." Lelouch declared as Kaguya, both aware of his ambitions and eager to see them down, and happily agreed.

"I'll be sure to sneak that into the next meeting, and I'm sure Kirihara will help." She kissed him, Lelouch holding her close as his other hand went to her modest chest, cupping her breast and pinching her nipple, drawing a cry from her.

Letting out a deep groan through his nose as he thrust into Villetta’s tits, sending his cockhead deeper into her moist, warm mouth, he declared to both women. "Good, now get ready. We have the place to ourselves for the next hour, and I will make sure we enjoy it."

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Later, Shirley would be coming to speak with him about a possible second date, having cooled off from her chat with Milly and buried her thoughts about what she learned about herself for later. She had been turning the corner when she saw Lelouch outside the council building…and he wasn't alone. She recognized Kaguya but didn't know the dark-skinned woman with them. She thought she was just an Ashford employee or someone delivering something.

Till she saw Lelouch grabbing both of them, hands on their ass as he muttered something to both, leaving them flustered as his hands dug into the woman's skirt, right in the open! She was struck silent but also felt herself getting wet seeing him being so…so…dominant with them. It wasn't just this; his grades had also been improving, like his P.E. performance classes, which he rarely showed up for before!

Was…was that because he was trying to improve to better please his four other apparent lovers, or was it because he already could? How could he do that? Most guys couldn't have that much stamina…right? Maybe she should find out for herself…

She stayed long enough to see Kaguya wave as she skipped off. The swimmer could immediately tell she had a limp, which, considering what she had just seen, could have only come from one activity…

After that, she ran off to her dorm, unseen by the trio, and locked the door so she could relieve herself.

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Contrary to popular belief, Lelouch understood commoner slang—he was friends with Rivalz—yet he refrained from using it. Despite his status as an exile, he was still a prince by birth, so he refined his speech.

Still, nothing captured his mood better than what he called chronic post-nut clarity. Most only experienced it briefly after climax, but his frequent, fulfilling encounters with various women seemed to extend that clarity, leaving him with a lasting sense of wisdom.

Perhaps that was why he remained so relaxed. At the same time, Diethard relayed intel about Cornelia's operation against the JLF, which aligned with Kyoto's request to aid them. In contrast, Ohgi appeared far more skittish about the situation.

Ignoring his second in command, Lelouch turned to the Britannian double agent he distrusted. “Tell me, Diethard, how did you—a media man—obtain this information?”

Calm despite two guns aimed at his chest, Diethard replied, “We were forewarned of the attack and instructed to prepare a report on her success for tonight’s airing.”

Zero casually interjected, “That matches the intel from my own spies. No doubt remains.” Then he addressed Ohgi: “You’re right that they’d prefer fighting alongside us rather than fleeing overseas—I’ve already secured their allegiance through an intermediary from Kyoto.”

“Oh, for real?” Ohgi asked, stunned.

Sugiyama began, “How did you—?” but Zero cut him off, “My absence doesn’t mean I’m not working toward a free Japan.” He left unsaid that part of his work involved making Kaguya scream his name in awe. “Katase will serve as our agent in the Chinese Federation.”

“Okay, but how will we help? Don’t the Brits have knightmares that can swim?” Tamaki asked, aware that deep water demanded armaments they simply didn’t have.

"We're targeting Cornelia," he stated, perplexing everyone except Kallen, C.C., and Inoue.

“Again? But didn’t we fail at Narita? She’s bound to have more guards now,” Ohgi complained, imagining he’d double his security if in her shoes.

Kallen answered firmly, “Her troops are far better trained than Clovis’s. They’ve got real battle experience and are fiercely loyal. If we put her in danger, they’ll drop the chase for the General to protect her.”

This plan made sense, diverting attention from the General—who, admittedly, isn’t as dangerous as Zero. Yet Yoshida interjected, “But what about that white knightmare?”

Kallen smirked. “We’re counting on the Lancelot. Once it detects Zero’s arrival, it will target him. That’s when I step in, keeping it occupied while you all do our part.”

“How did you know its name?” Sugiyama asked, surprised, while Inoue maintained a stoic expression, wondering how Kallen would cover that slip.

Quickly, Kallen explained, “Zero’s spies, including the Guren’s pilot, insisted I learn everything so I could finally take it down.” Villetta, a spy herself, had been there when the name was first mentioned—a secret she’d never fully disclose.

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When the attack came, Katase had orders from his new boss, Zero. He was to act obliviously, luring Britannia into a false sense of security until their move began. The old man resented the plan—more of his men would die—but had no choice. Kyoto made it clear: his role in the resistance was over. If he was to continue fighting for Japan’s liberation, it would be under Zero.

So he did his part. At Zero’s signal, he followed Yoshida’s command: a team of Burai armed with anti-material sniper rifles opened fire on the Portmans as they attempted to board Katase’s ship. Meanwhile, Zero led the vanguard in a speed boat that crashed directly into Cornelia’s center. Kallen seized the chance to redeem herself for Narita, slashing at her knightmares before their pilots could board.

As expected, news of the assault spread throughout the port, forcing Cornelia’s forces to retreat and reinforce her position. The attackers abandoned the ship after an 8 Portman was shot down and fell into the water, its pilot dead.

Zero managed to corner Cornelia, even forcing her to eject. Before he could decide whether to let her escape unscathed or capture her, Suzaku arrived in his Lancelot. This provided an excuse for Cornelia’s escape. With a final taunt over the speakers, they retreated. Katase had not reached international waters. However, Cornelia's forces were so badly smashed that reinforcements would arrive too late, just as word of Chinese escorts reached them.

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“Kyoto was pleased with the report—and we secured solid data for the new knightmare,” Kallen remarked after the battle in Zero’s office. Inoue sat across Lelouch’s lap, her arms around his neck.

Leaning into his touch, she mused, “Can’t we, I don’t know, flip Cornelia?”

“Hell no,” Kallen snapped.

“She’s your sister—one of the few who truly cared for you and Nunnally,” C.C. interjected, recalling Cornelia’s affection rivaling Euphemia’s.

Lelouch inhaled Inoue's pine-scented shampoo and replied, "Kallen's right. Even if she cared, she firmly believes in my father's dogma—if not strength, then Britannian supremacy." His mind raced with cautious determination; the risk was palpable.

He sighed, "Securing a meeting would be challenging. I'd rather not waste my Geass or use Suzaku as a mediator. She remains a threat we must work around."

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Later, Lelouch and the rest of the council gathered—not for official business, but simply to spend time together, a rarity of late. There was no agenda, just a relaxed, happy atmosphere. Suddenly, Nina surprised everyone by addressing Suzaku directly.

“You want to meet Princess Euphemia?” Suzaku asked.

“Well…I just want to thank her,” Nina replied, her voice betraying nerves for many reasons.

"She risked her life protecting Nina during that hotel incident. She boldly declared, 'I'm Princess Euphemia,'" Milly recalled as Kallen noticed Nina's blush. "Right?" Milly prodded, and both Nina and Shirley confirmed with a nod.

“Really?” Suzaku echoed, remarking that such spontaneity was typical of Euphemia.

"I want to meet her too," Rivalz said, prompting Milly to turn towards him.

“Why’s that?” she asked, smiling as Rivalz laughed.

"Well, she's a real princess. Marrying royalty would be quite the coup," Rivalz declared, eliciting a shake of Milly's head and an eye-roll from Lelouch seated beside Kallen.

"I doubt you'll meet her with such impure intentions," Nunnally observed sweetly, a remark that always hit harder when coming from her.

“Impure?” Rivalz whined.

“You’d be lucky if you managed to share a room with her before Cornelia has you arrested—or worse,” Lelouch warned, half in jest, half in seriousness, knowing Cornelia was a formidable force.

Milly couldn’t resist adding, “She sounds a lot like you, Lelouch. Imagine what’ll happen when boys start noticing how pretty Nunnally is.”

“Any attention would reflect on me,” Lelouch replied, prompting a sleepy smile from Kallen as she leaned closer to her boyfriend. Meanwhile, the Black Knights had been busy since Port Yokosuka, gathering precious insights into Britannia’s inner workings, though secrets remained closely guarded.

Nunnally pouted, “Big brother, I’m 14—not a little girl anymore.”

Lelouch gave her a warm, genuine smile—a rare moment of love and happiness. "I don't care if you're 40. I'll always be your overprotective big brother." Nunnally sighed but couldn't help giggling, grateful for his affection. Even with five women in his life, he always found time for her. She got along well with most of them, especially Kaguya, with whom she spent plenty of time on campus.

She wasn't close to Villetta—not out of dislike, but because Villetta was often busy with government work and, when around, was usually with her brother. Nunnally understood what happened behind closed doors; she was innocent, not stupid.

“Anyway, I’d like to meet her too,” Nunnally declared, surprising Milly, Suzaku, and even her brother. It was a risk, yet she believed they could arrange a meeting with her sister. If they couldn’t trust Euphemia, then who could? “Is there anything wrong with that?”

Suzaku stammered, trying to explain, “N-no, it’s just—she’s a royal, so my hands are tied. I could ask my boss, but…”

Lelouch and Kallen exchanged knowing glances. They knew asking Lloyd—an oddity of an Earl, wasn't exactly someone Cornelia would do favors for unless offered a strong incentive.

“Nina, do you know someone who could help?” Nina redirected the conversation toward Lelouch. Tapping his chin, he admitted he could arrange the meeting, though it meant pulling strings he’d rather save for a rainy day. “I’ll look into it, but the Viceroy is notorious for trusting no outsiders.”

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The late afternoon sun filtered through the tree's canopy. Shirley had picked a quiet spot on campus for their date. She smoothed out the checkered blanket with more care than necessary, her fingers trembling slightly as she adjusted the picnic basket for the third time.

"So," Lelouch said, settling onto the blanket beside her, "did you cook all this yourself?" He asked as he took a spoonful of his pasta salad.

Shirley flushed. “Well… I supervised. My mom might’ve helped. A lot.” It was a good idea on paper; what was more romantic than a picnic date during their lunch hour? She should have recalled she couldn’t cook and would have been doomed if her mother hadn’t caught her in the kitchen when she visited over the weekend.

Lelouch chuckled, "Supervised, huh? Well, you must be good at it, as this is delicious.” She appreciated that he wasn't drawing attention to it, but her hands fidgeted in her lap, eyes flicking between the trees, the food, and anywhere that wasn’t his face. Lelouch noticed, chewing slowly as he watched her with quiet amusement.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly, his voice losing its teasing edge. You seem a little… distracted."

Shirley blinked, then let out a sigh that deflated her shoulders. “Sorry. I just… I wanted this to go perfectly. I found this spot last week and thought it was kind of magical, you know? Quiet, hidden… special.”

He looked around. The trees swayed gently above, and birds chirped lazily in the distance. "It is special," he said. "But you don't have to impress me, Shirley. I'm already here, aren't I?"

"I know, it's just…" Shirley started before drawing a breath to ready herself before she jumped him, forcing Lelouch to his back where she clamped his lips.

Lelouch was surprised, to put it lightly; he had accepted her feelings for him and was trying to return them, but if he had been asked if she would be so bold, he would have laughed it off. But he didn't fight it, though after all the times he's been with others, he could tell just how green she was, so he gently took control, his arms wrapping around her as she mewed into the kiss as his hands danced across her flesh, the two were in uniform but his fingers still finding a way to light up her nerves.

When she finally pulled back, she was red in the face and nervous in her eyes. “Was I good?”

Lelouch blinked. “Pardon?”

Shirley looked tenser than before, only held in place by his arms so she couldn’t back off. “I know that you're with…others. I looked up how kissing works so I wouldn't be completely in the dark."

Lelouch could have said a lot to that. He could have been surprised that she had spotted them. He could have admonished himself for getting carried away where they could be seen. He could have even been shocked that Shirley admitted to essentially watching porn so she would be ‘prepared’.

But he did none of that as he pulled her back in, taking her lips once more, Shirley moaning from the contact as his tongue breached into her mouth, having its way as he could taste the strawberries and cream from the pasty she had been nibbling on. His hands didn’t stay put either as one moved up her back, pocking through her clothing to trace her back, making her spin curve to follow his finger as his other hand went south, cupping one of her toned, soft ass cheeks through her skirt, but settling on her muscular thighs.

She had great legs for a swimmer, which, because Ashford's skirts were short, he always got a nice view of. Now that he could feel it and make her mew from his touch, he concluded it was everything he thought it would be and more.

When he pulled back, he ensured she was looking him in the eye as she gave her a gentle, affectionate smile. “It's not a competition, Shirley. I refuse to compare you to them and them to you. Having you here is enough for me; I don’t want to push you.”

Shirley smiled, though she still seemed nervous, just for different reasons, as he rested her head on his chest, her hand tracing his chest. “What…if I said I wanted you to…you know, right here, right now.”

"Where could someone hear us?" Lelouch asked, but he saw how her face flushed, felt her breath hitch, and realized it. He smirked as his hand on her thigh tightened its grip, groping her long, wonderful legs. "Oh, I see. That's what you like."

“It’s not-!” He silenced her by smacking her ass, getting a yelp from her, but how she leaned into him, he could tell she was into it.

“No need to hide it. you know I’ve with others; each is as beautiful as they are unique, but this will be a first for me.” He had never tried outdoor sex before, but if his rising cock was any indication, it was his pride that cared little for the possibility of an audience. In fact, he wouldn't mind one; Ashford had many attractive women from influential families; it would only help his rebellion if he could demonstrate he wasn't just a pretty face and convince them to side with him; it wouldn't be brainwashing as with his geass, he'll just be showing them being his concubine would benefit them.

Christ, he really was becoming a damned eroge character.

Putting his rising lust aside, he flipped them; with Shirley now on her back with Lelouch looming over her, he tore open her uniform, uncaring for her scream that he should be gentle and focusing on the fact she once more surprised him as she didn't wear a pair of cute if innocent bra and panties.

Oh no, she was wearing a deep navy, lace see-through lingerie that resembled their school's swimsuit pretty well, with coral and maritime theme patterns in it. It was nearly completely transparent in most places. Still, it notably was bare at her crotch, which explained why he could smell her arousal so well, and her nipples, which pocked out of the blue like pearls.

“You were hiding this the entire time; you wanted this from the start.” Lelouch’s smile only made her quiver, but she pulled him in, letting him take a nipple between his teeth and suckle on it, drawing hot breaths from her.

Shirley’s legs kicked about, but she kept Lelouch’s face to her bosom while trying not to moan too badly and draw attention. "…Milly helped me pick it out. She's the one that told me about the others, and then…I saw you with Kaguya and the other woman."

“And what did you feel?” Lelouch pulled back, diving into her other nipple while his hand came up to massage the one he just left, Shirley biting her lip to keep the moan inside.

“I wanted you so badly.” She gasped out, as she was only getting wetter from the memory and Lelouch’s touch on her virgin body.

“Then you’ll have me, but first,” Lelouch released her sensitive nipple with a wet pop, his eyes leaving her anticipating more. “I want a taste.” He moved down her body, his hands and lips having their way with her, going down her torso at a snail's pace, leaving her hot and needy, but she couldn't scream; she only kept on quietly pleading for him to speed up.

But he didn't; instead, he played with her so much that his experienced hands caused her to orgasm, Shirley biting on her hand to keep the scream from ringing out to half the school as she contorted, her body bending upwards as she proved she was a squitter as well, dousing the blanket, and Lelouch's shirt in her fluids.

It was only then that his gentle lips reached their destination, her swollen, sensitive pussy, wet from how hard she had just orgasmed and yet so needy to be filled. He didn't waste time now as he pressed a kiss to her clitoris, which made her cry out once more.

Lelouch looked up from his place between her legs, his eyes hungry and teasing. "Keep it down. You don't want people to see you, or maybe you do? You want them to see you cum your brains out, see you dressed so salaciously as you cry out in ecstasy, my lips, my tongue, my fingers," With each word, she only got hornier as images formed in her mind.  She could see it now, the swim team looking for her, still in their swimsuits looking for her, only to hear her moaning and stumbling into her getting fucked.

"My cock down your pretty throat, stuff deep into your pussy, maybe up your sweet and plump looking ass." Shirley's legs clumped around his head, the teasing proving too much for her. She wanted it, she wanted an audience,  she wanted the rest of the swim team to see her and play with themselves as they could only watch as she got Lelouch's dick, but that all needed him to get on with it!

"Please!" That was the loudest she had been, and Lelouch happily complied as he dived into her wet, sensitive crotch. He did a couple of exploratory lips before shifting gears. He started to eat her out with gusto, his tongue piercing deep, curling about as he used his nose to play with her clitoris.

As he kissed, sucked, and licked her out, Shirley couldn't keep it in as she started gasping and moaning; reaching for her tits, she started playing with them as hard as she could, and again, she shoved her hand into her mouth to silence herself for as wet as she got form the idea of being caught, the thrill of hidden sex in a public space got her wetter.

Even the devil-Milly, and angelic-Nina were playing with themselves on her shoulders. Who cared if the angel was lesbian? She could just watch Shirley's nubile, sweaty body contort and twist as she humped her crotch against Lelouch's face as his hands gripped at her thighs, pressing them harder into the sides of his head.

Shirley writhed around, fisting the blanket beneath her, her face flush and yet her smile so bright and lustful that you'll think she was a different person. It was perfect-better than perfect! Lelouch was something else as he ate out like she was both the first meal he'd had in weeks and something to worship.

"Keep going, Lulu! Oh Lord, keep going!" Shirley whisper-screamed, flinging her head back and gazing up towards the canopy, Lelouch following through with that as he pulled back just enough to lather her clitoris with affection, his tongue like a snake as it danced about, striking it at all angles and driving her closer to another orgasm so soon after the first.

Her encouragement, combined with his lust, only drove him to eat her out harder, faster, putting more force into it as he searched her cavern for any weak spots, finding them when she let out mews and muffled cries before attacking them with relentless ruthlessness.

When one hand left her hips behind, she hardly noticed. Still, she sure as hell noticed when he buried his two fingers into her folds, his thumb flicking her clit as he continued to dine on her pussy.

"So good!" she cried out, getting through loud and clear, enough so that two passing senior women stopped and looked in their direction, listening in for whatever they thought they heard, only to lose interest and walk off.

In the bushes, Lelouch smirked at Shirley, having shoved the same fingers that had been in her pussy into her mouth to silence her; her eyes glazed over as she sucked her juices off his fingers.

Teary eyes, Shirley kept on fondling her tits, feeling the coil in her core start to tighten as she got closer to the end, the fear of being caught fusing with her lust as Lelouch continued, the man picking up that she was close to the edge and working harder to send her off it.

"Cumming!" She whined, it coming out long, hissed, and filled with relief as she experienced another orgasm at Lelouch's hands…and tongue. As juices flowed uncontrollably once more, but this time Lelouch was in place to take all of it, not letting a drop go to waste as he tasted her release, and damn, was it good.

Finally, she went slack as she collapsed, releasing him from between her legs. Shirley was left sore, sweaty, and yet more satisfied than any of the times she had played with herself. She was so out of it she nearly didn’t hear it.

Lelouch’s zip going down.

Her head jolted to look at him, finding him pulling his pants and underwear off, revealing a massive throbbing cock that she knew was going to go one place. Lelouch, in full view of her, pulled out his wallet and picked out a condom, which he quickly opened and pulled down his cock.

"Do…do you just have those?" She asked, focusing on the condom and less on the fact he was about to force a battering ram into her and how much they scared and aroused her.

She cried as Lelouch picked her up, forcing her back against a tree where he picked up one of her legs, throwing it over his shoulder. "A man should always be prepared," He replied, as he loved creampies, and so did all his lovers, but they could get…messy.

He didn't give her time to speak as he aimed his cock for her pussy and pressed in, her wet, sensitive lips putting up a token resistance before he buried the first few inches in, drawing a pained moan out of her as it was thick, so much bigger than her fingers.

"Also," He pushed in another inch before pulling out till just the tip remained in, waiting for her to look him in the eye. When she did, she saw she was far from done with her. "I have 4 others and plan to use all of them right now, so keep it down, or the entire school will know." He thrust half his cock in, Shirley nearly screaming as she went through another orgasm as Lelouch stole her lips.

Good thing, too, as she would be making a lot of noise.

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Note: Nunnally, just to make it clear as day, is NOT depicted, said or shown to engage in any romantic or sexual relantionships or encounters. 

Now, it's a month, and yet the same old problems. Many of you must have noticed that I posted something for Code Bakugan Brawler, but I also had an assignment, so just like last week, this came down to and beyond the wire. But I won't work myself ragged again, as I need to finish two other chapters at least before tomorrow. Well, night for me. I have no clue where you all are when you read this.

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Author: That was both longer than I planned and not long enough.

Inoue: The fuck? Where’s the orgy?!

Author: You know the word count. Besides, this was late as is!

Inoue: Whips out the gun.

Author: No-no, wait! Interlude, I have an interlude planned for the week! It’ll have the rest of this, and the introduction of a new girl too!

Inoue: It better be...