Grunts and short gasps slipped from Kallen’s throat as she leaned heavily against the shelf.
She shifted her legs apart to encourage deeper thrusts but her tautly stretched panties about her thighs restricted her movement and they remained frustratingly shallow.
“Come on! Ah! Come-ah-on! Hurry!” she demanded breathily over her shoulder.
Suzaku gamely accepted her ‘encouragement’. “Yes. Yes! I’m almost there!” He'd long since dropped his attempt at gently inserting his member in and out of her pussy and was driving his pelvis into her ass with frenetic speed. Kallen continued to roll her hips back to meet him as she reminded him for perhaps the tenth time, “Just-ah- oh! Remember! Pull it out when you- If you ah! -cum inside me, I’ll…” Her threat trailed off as the pleasure derailed her thoughts.
The steady <i>pom-pom-pom</i> sound of their flesh rhythmically meeting filled the small space of the closet.
Then Suzaku was pulling out and spattering cum upon the floor between her shoes. Kallen paid it little mind as she remained bent over with two fingers blazing across her clit and a hand grabbing and squeezing one hanging boob. Her mind called up the memory of Zero's immense cock and the incredible, mind-blowing orgasm she'd received upon witnessing the impressive load of baby batter that had exploded from it. She grunted as Suzaku thrust two then three and finally four fingers into her dripping passage from behind. That assault along with the arousing memory was enough to trigger her own orgasm and she was soon squealing through clenched teeth as her body quaked against the shelf.
Kallen turned on shaky legs to see Suzaku wiping his dick with a paper towel. Looking suddenly discomforted, he offered her one while carefully looking away from her exposed breasts. She nodded her thanks and cleaned her thighs and quim before pulling up her panties and smoothing down her skirt.
Putting her breasts away and buttoning her blouse, Kallen scowled. There was a lot she needed to talk about with Suzaku but Zero's accidental commands meant neither of them could talk about what had happened at the spa, not even to each other. Honestly, that was almost a good thing because the topic was rather embarrassing to say the least. She liked screwing Suzaku but it was difficult to accept the authenticity of that feeling given that she knew Zero had commanded her to feel that way.
He was once again presentable and he said, “We'd better get out there before someone shows up.” His cheeks were flushing red.
Kallen cleared her throat uncomfortably. “Right.” And she gestured that she was ready.
Suzaku opened the door to the student council room and a familiar, very self-satisfied voice immediately greeted them. “Oh, it's a bit late for that, you two naughty birds!”
Milly was leaning against the door frame, her arms crossed upon her bust and her trademark smirk upon her lips. Suzaku somewhat stiffly strode past, ignoring her implication. “Oh, hello, Madame President.”
Kallen followed him, holding up a box of envelopes, a sheaf of papers, and several fine pens. “Um…” <i>cough</i> properly diffident, “It took us so long to get this stuff because the supply closet is… sort of disorganized…”
The blonde's eyes twinkled and she followed them over to the table. “Oh, is that how it is? Secret romance or sordid tryst, I wonder. Oooh! This is going to be so much fun!”
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For some reason Shirley felt kind of good about herself these days. Calmer? No, that probably wasn’t what she meant. Just sort of generally good. Confident, happy, content with her lot. Ever since that spa… Truly worthy of its reputation, no question of that! She could hardly wait to go back. Here’s hoping Madame President was able to get that organised, and quickly!
She stepped inside the student council’s meeting room with a friendly hello and stared at the three members that had already arrived. As always, that dirty old man in a young woman’s body had a manic gleam in her eye. For once it was directed towards someone else. In particular, Kallen and Suzaku. To Shirley’s mind they seemed quite a bit out of sorts. Sweat was pouring from their heads, and they did both seem rather flush and their clothes were quite dishevelled…
“Hello, everyone!” Shirley said, sitting down in her usual place. “Are you two feeling alright? Don’t tell me there’s something passing around!”
“No!”
“Yes!”
The two of them looked over at one another, while Milly stifled a laugh. Huh? What was going on around here?
“What we mean is, un… I’m not feeling well,” Kallen said.
“And I had a particularly strenuous spot of training,” Suzaku finished, adjusting his collar while looking up at the ceiling.
“I see, I see!” Milly said, patting Suzaku very firmly on the back. “I bet it was really quite strenuous for you to be in this condition, Suzaku Kururugi! Quite strenuous indeed!”
The remaining three members of the council filtered in gradually after that. First Nina, who pointedly ignored Suzaku. Then Rivalz, who looked like he might float away in happiness when Milly said hello.
Then Lelouch entered the room and it was like every eye in there gravitated towards him. Out of the corner of her eye Shirley could easily see the slightly dreamy look on Kallen’s face, and with a slight shift of the head she could see the mark of respect on Suzaku’s.
“Now, now,” Lelouch said. “There’s no need to stare so expectantly. I was just a little held up, that’s all.”
Held up indeed. Shirley could think of a thing she’d very much like to hold up. That bulge in his trousers was a little less prominent today; in fact, if she wasn’t looking for it she would’ve completely missed it. Everyone in the room gave a slightly disappointed-sounding groan when he took his seat and it disappeared underneath the table.
“Now that we’re all here,” Milly exuberantly declared, “we can get started with our first order of business! Let’s kick this meeting off with something exciting! It would appear that our very own Nina Einstein has received a letter from none other than Princess Euphemia herself! You lucky girl! I do hope the two of you become <i>close</i> in the near future.”
“Oh, M-Madame President,” Nina blushed. “I’m sure someone wonderful like Princess Euphemia would never consider someone like myself as a… Friend.”
“Now, now, don’t be like that, Nina!” Shirley said, resting a reassuring hand on the introverted girl’s shoulder. “I’m sure the two of you will be friends before long, and I’m sure being close to a princess will bring all sorts of benefits too!”
The idea of them together was just too cute for her to resist. Perhaps they would take a walk together through a park full of blooming flowers, side by side, arm in arm. Basking in the glorious day. Then they would stop at the finest restaurants, converse over the finest food in all the country. They would open up to one another, pour out their hopes and dreams and fears. Then when the day was done they would retire to the spa.
Where they would sit together in nothing but towels, Nina awkwardly glancing towards the Princess, who takes more sly looks at Nina in turn. Then one of them reaches for a carelessly discarded something or other, but it ceases to matter when their fingertips brush and they turn to stare in one another’s eyes. Both recognising the fire in the gaze of the other as something they feel within themselves…
And then they would fuck. They would fuck like rabbits right there and then.
“I think that Shirley and I should be more than capable of taking care of such a simple task,” Lelouch said, and suddenly there was rather a lot less wet naked flesh flying across Shirley’s vision. Oh, shoot, had she been staring into space this whole time? She’d completely missed what they were talking about? By the time she’d come back to herself Lelouch was already halfway out the door, leaving Shirley scrambling to keep up with him while having no idea what they were even supposed to be doing.
“Hey, hold up, Lulu!” she called, grateful that he at least had the courtesy to hold the door open for her. “Wait for me next time, gosh!”
“Please, do forgive my haste,” Lelouch said, turning to face her once he’d closed the door behind her. Shirley’s gaze drifted downwards like someone had tied an anchor around her neck. For a glimpse at what was causing that bulge, she’d forgive him anything. “To be perfectly honest, I was rather anticipating the opportunity to speak to you alone for a little while. Shirley, I am sorry for being such an ignorant fool. Had I realised sooner… Forgive my inexperience, but I was wondering if you would perhaps like to accompany me on a visit to the cinema tonight? I understand that movie you were anticipating is playing, and it seems like a wonderful opportunity to get to know one another outside of the scholastic environment.”
Hold on. Wait a minute. Wait one long, tantalising, hard, thick bulging throbbing minute. Had Lelouch just asked her out on a date? Lelouch? Asked her? Out on a <i>date</i>?!
“I’llbethere,” she said right about as fast as her heart was beating. She repeated it a bit slower this time and tried so very hard not to skip down the corridor in a rush of joy and mirth the likes of which she could never remember feeling. This had to be some wonderful dream, surely. No way was it real… But hey, who cares so long as she got a little action tonight?
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Cock. Cock was filling her mind right about as much as she was wishing it filled her increasingly damp pussy. She had hoped that the rather thorough screwing Suzaku had given her would have been sufficient, but no dice. It didn’t exactly help that Lelouch was quite obviously stuffing his trousers for some inane reason and reminding her of Zero’s…
Kallen bit her lip and tried not to tremble. Just thinking about it made the wetness even more intolerable. It was a good thing Lelouch had left when he did, or she might well have been unable to walk out of here later on. As it was, her legs felt like they’d been turned to jelly.
She had to see. Had to know just how much he was stuffing. How many men could possibly have dicks that big? She felt a bit like she was going crazy. Sex had never been such a big deal before. She’d always had much more important things to deal with, specifically the Resistance. She really wanted to blame Zero’s strange power and that magnificent cock of his, but honestly she’d had penis on the brain ever since the discovery of Lelouch’s impressive bulge a couple of days ago.
Kallen had had sex a couple of times and the experience had been more awkward and discomforting than anything else. It had been enough to satisfy her curiosity about the act and put her virginity behind her to focus on stuff that actually mattered. Neither of her partners had seemed all that small and while she'd been vaguely aware that bigger was supposedly better, it hadn’t been something she really thought about. It was true that Suzaku seemed a bit bigger than her past partners and it did certainly feel way better than those other times.
It was more than just the sex, though. Kallen respected Zero so much, even admired him for what he was doing. She owed him her very life and he’d taken their barely managing resistance group and almost single-handedly turned it into a force to be reckoned with. One with a real chance to free their people. Honestly, the fact that he had such a large, powerful penis with such big, potent balls made sense. Zero was powerful. Zero was potent. He’d stepped forward and taken charge of their group with ease. It took a man with a great big set of nuts to put his life on the line back in the chaotic mess of Shinjuku and then turn his will to bringing down Britannia and doing it his way! Kallen had always found that phrase about having big balls and being brave to be silly, but now it seemed like simply common sense. A truth she could feel in her gut.
The men she’d slept with were average - No, they were small men with constrained horizons, limited ambitions, and similarly sized genitalia. She liked having sex with Suzaku but he was just the same. Actually, even worse! A man who’d turned his back on his people and sucked up to their oppressors. It almost made her sick to her stomach that she was now forced to fuck him. She’d rather be doing Lelouch! She had much more respect for that indolent guy who at least was disgusted with his nation even if he wouldn’t lift a finger to do anything about it.
God, she bet he did have a big cock. Something about his careless attitude just screamed ‘well hung’ to her. She really admired how he’d calmly accepted the way she’d yelled at him for his insensitive opinions that day in the park. He hadn’t been fazed at all. Sitting so smugly there on the bench with that impressive prick stuffed in his pants along with a no doubt large set of balls.
“I’m sure you and the Princess will get on famously,” Suzaku said, bringing her back to reality. “She’s anything but cocky, so please relax the next time you meet her.”
“Oh, that’s right! How silly of me to forget,” Milly said, draping her arm over Suzaku’s shoulder in a manner that she supposed was intended to make her jealous. “You and the wonderful Princess are rather close, are you not? Hm, I wonder if it would be possible to tease anything juicy out of you regarding her habits…”
“I am her bodyguard, if that is what you mean,” he admitted. “There isn’t really much to tell, even if I would.”
“P-please, Suzaku! Tell me anything you can!” Nina suddenly insisted. Wow, that had to be the first thing she’d ever said to him that wasn’t thinly veiled racism. Kallen would be impressed if not for the indisputable fact that the girl was clearly on the prowl for action. Not that Kallen could really blame her, Euphemia was kind of beautiful and if she swung that way…
… Ugh! No thanks! Lusting after a member of the “Imperial Family”? Gross! Much more sensible to lust after the guy in the mask with the giant dick that could apparently use his phallus to manipulate minds at will.
“Well, to be honest…” Suzaku hesitantly said. “She does like romantic movies quite a lot. In fact, she has requested my presence as a bodyguard tonight so that she can watch one.”
“Hmm, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think there was something truly scandalous going on between you and the Princess! Attending a romantic movie with her!” Milly said with a leer that was as much directed at Kallen as it was at Suzaku. “It’s a good thing you’re not the sort of boy that would engage in such naughty behaviour!”
“M-Madame President!” Nina squeaked. “To gossip about Princess Euphemia in such a manner!”
“I quite agree,” Suzaku said, and my goodness, what an unlikely thing it was to see Nina and any Japanese agree on any subject. “Such gossip is not useful or particularly necessary for the purposes of our meeting. Please forgive me for being blunt, but could we return to the matter at hand?”
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It was a modern retelling of Queen Boudicca’s legend that had enough war and romance to suit both genders. It was actually one of Shirley’s favorite tales and she’d been more than mildly interested in seeing it upon hearing rave reviews after its release in the homeland. The six months she’d had to wait for it to make it to Area 11 had been frustrating to say the least.
Funny thing. Here she was in the theatre finally watching it and she wasn’t even paying attention to it. Like, not really at all.
Instead, she was entirely focused upon the way her arm was touching Lelouch’s as it rested on the shared armrest. It was a slow process but soon enough her pinky finger was ever more firmly touching his and he wasn’t moving away. It was awfully silly how excited she felt just touching him in this small way but she couldn’t help it. It wasn’t long before she’d placed her hand gingerly atop his, her digits lightly stroking the tops of his. She wondered if his cock was hard. It was dark in the theater so she couldn’t see. Certainly she was aroused, her nipples aching against the cups of her bra and her womanhood tingling distractingly.
Shirley spent the next ten minutes with her conscious mind concentrating upon tactile sensation, her eyes staring at the screen but seeing nothing. Lelouch had been slow to respond, but he had and now their hands were intertwined. Shirley was excited beyond belief. She was enjoying this hesitant little game but her panties were drenched and she really wanted to get to the ‘main event’.
She gasped and her loins clenched as Lelouch slowly drew their hands into his lap. The back of her hand touched something hard that wasn’t his thigh. Shirley’s breaths were coming short and fast and her stomach was tying itself into knots as he held her hand there for several long moments. It was most likely her imagination but she had the distinct impression that she could feel his heartbeat quickening through the thin material of his pants.
Shirley couldn’t quite believe it. Her hand was inside Lelouch’s pants. She had <i>him</i> in her hand. And there was so much of him!
Unfortunately, all she could really get to was the first several inches as the rest of his length was tightly constrained down one pant leg. <i>Way</i> down one pant leg. How was she supposed to get it out? The question of whether she should be extracting his erection in a crowded theatre was entirely absent.
Any sense of where she was and proper decorum had long since fled Shirley’s intensely aroused and so uninhibited mind. She alternated between kissing the corner of Lelouch’s jaw, the side of his neck, his ear, and whispering to him whatever lewd comments passed through her lust-addled brain as both of her hands stroked his massive member as it jutted obscenely out from his crotch, its huge tip waving in the air level with Lelouch’s chin.
“… It’s so big… so hot… Your cock - Oh, Lelouch! So… strong…”
“Shirley, is this really the best time for - Ah!”
“It’s always the best time,” she said. “Admit it. You’re so horny you can’t help yourself.”
Unnoticed by her, Lelouch’s eyes had settled onto her hand which was rising and falling up and down his long, hard shaft. Up and down, again and again and again, and his normally intelligent and calculating eyes dimmed even as she planted kisses along his jaw.
“I’m so horny I can’t help myself,” Lelouch said. Not whispered. Said. A few people in the audience turned at the rather crude statement, and Shirley was peripherally aware of a few gasps. She didn’t care. She was beyond the capacity to do so. Her and Lelouch! That’s all the world was to her, right at that moment in time.
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This was not a date. No. Absolutely not. Such a thing was unthinkable. For him to be dating Princess Euphemia, one of the sweetest and most gentle people he had ever met. A person that truly understood what he intended to do, and seemed beyond willing to help him. If anything, she would have to be the leader for his efforts to change the whole world for the better. It was he that would follow her lead, her plans, her ideals and through them the world would be made into a better place.
But for now, she intended to unwind with a movie. An understandable reaction. She intended to view it out among the public instead of being cooped up in some private theatre. “The full cinematic experience is to view it in public. On the big screen!” she had said. “Atmosphere is just as important as the movie itself, and can greatly heighten enjoyment.”
So here they were. Her in disguise, himself as bodyguard. Just in case someone recognised her. A sensible precaution, though a better one would be not making this visit at all. As for the movie? It was enjoyable enough as such things went. Well produced, well performed if he were any judge. Furthermore -
“I’m so horny I can’t help myself.”
… That wasn’t from the movie. That sounded like it had come from behind him. Furthermore, it had sounded sort of like - No, surely not. He turned around, and grimaced at the sight of Lelouch with a giant, majestic cock being vigorously stroked by an amorous Shirley. Suzaku cast his gaze back towards Euphemia, who daintily chewed on some popcorn. Apparently oblivious to what was going on behind her. For the best, really. This would have been quite humiliating for both of them if she happened to -
A loud moan echoed throughout the theatre, and Euphemia dropped a piece of popcorn. Her head started to turn -
“Isn’t it amazing, the three-dimensional sound effect?” Suzaku whispered rather hurriedly. “It feels like you’re right there!”
Euphemia nodded, apparently accepting that was what had caused that rather loud groan from behind them. Given that the scene was a battlefield, she could probably accept that, though now Suzaku could really think for a moment.
Had Lelouch’s dick always been that big? The memory of it lingered in his mind. That couldn’t possibly be healthy. Not for him. Not for anyone! No wonder his constitution seemed so weak, having to carry that around all the time. In a sense he managed to be both jealous of and sorry for his old friend at the same time.
- Suzaku continues to try and prevent Euphemia from noticing what’s going on behind them, with hilarious consequences.
- Shirley has inadvertantly used cocknosis on both Lelouch and a bunch of random cinemagoers. What does she say?
- Turns out Milly found out about this date and decided to sneak along. What happens to her?
- Elsewhere, Jeremiah and Villetta are struggling with their commands.
- Is anything interesting happening at the spa?
- Something else
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