Euphemia was, in a fit of alliterative appropriateness, euphoric for reasons that could only be expressed within polite company using euphemisms. Perhaps that was a little bit of a leap, but it spoke more to her state of mind. Now, she was a rather innocent girl. Some might say a little naive, others sheltered or protected. This, well, it was quite the eye-opening experience. It had provided her with a better appreciation for her chosen Knight’s stamina and given her an ideal opportunity to discover a vital, life-changing fact.
She liked sex. A whole lot. Looking back at her memories from just yesterday or even a few hours ago, the world seemed less full of wonder and excitement when compared to now. Sure, she’d needed to drink enough water to drown in afterwards, and sure, she’d had to soak in a hot bath to get her muscles working correctly again and make herself more (ahem) presentable, hair less matted, less of a sheen of sweat on her skin. The price was worth it. Easily. Each step she took felt like it was on air. Of course, her sister would certainly not approve. No, no, no. Not an honorary for her dear little sister, a Princess must, simply must <i>must <b>must </b></i>marry a noble of good breeding to keep the bloodline strong and the public perception from turning sour. Which seemed really quite silly to Euphemia. She did not care one whit for public perception, and if it came down to it Suzaku could probably take on all of the nobility Cornelia deemed worth her time at once. Talk about physical superiority, and Suzaku had it in spades. Trust her. She should know.
The thought made her smile. Not the innocent smile she used at the drop of a dime, but a more knowing smile. The kind of smile that anyone seeing it would understand meant “I just got laid and it’s all I can think about.” The people that tended to surround her were too stuffy and uptight to properly understand the meaning behind it, which made her feel a little sad. They really didn’t know what they were missing out on. Oh, well! Their loss. She could hardly force it on anyone, and even if she could it was hardly her way of doing things anyway. At best she could flirt with them, try to seduce them, but her attention was solely devoted to the young man in whose apartment she was standing.
Oh, look at him. Sitting there in the corner, trying not to look at her. Blushing like a maniac. It would be so easy to let the towel slip and begin their fun all over again. Oh, goodness, whatever would Cornelia say if she ever guessed that sort of thought might cross her mind? She took a tentative step forward, and then -
There was a knock on the door. Euphemia froze in place and glanced nervously over her shoulder. She looked back towards Suzaku and he nodded towards the bathroom. Euphemia returned the nod and quickly skipped off towards it, glancing back to make sure she’d left no evidence behind of her existence in the apartment.
“Who is it?” Suzaku called, trying and failing to keep the nervous tone out of his voice.
“It’s me,” said a young woman’s voice. “Kallen. I - I need to come in. Please, open the door!”
For reasons that baffled Euphemia quite a lot at the time Suzaku suddenly began to pace faster towards the front door, giving her barely enough time to close the bathroom door before he opened it.
“Kallen, I - Is this really the best time? I mean -”
“No, it’s not! But I can’t help it, you know how it is.”
“Yeah,” Suzaku said, his voice sounding tremendously weary. “I know. I’m starting to feel it too, even though I just…”
As for what happened next Euphemia could only guess at given what she was hearing on the other side of the door. It sounded a lot like one of them had tackled the other, and now they were lying on the ground kissing quite noisily. She could - by dint of pressing her ear quite firmly up against the door - hear the sound of clothes being shed alongside little whimpers of desire, and - Oh! That rascal! She’d never have guessed he was such a playboy!
“Suzaku Kururugi!” she said in her best regal tone, stepping out of the bathroom with naught but a towel (which, it must be said, did rather shatter the effect a great deal). “What is the nature of the relationship you have with…” And suddenly her mind began to turn a different kind of gear. One that she never knew was there (marking it as the second such discovery that day). Goodness. She stared a moment at the unexpected visitor and took in the sight with an appreciative stare. Such a beautiful face, a slim, healthy body and breasts… Those breasts held a beauty that she’d never understood before, but now it seemed so <i>obvious</i>. Whatever minor anger she might have summoned up vanished in a heartbeat, easily conquered by her freshly awakened libido. “… With this charming young woman,” she finished. The towel slipped to the floor and Euphemia stepped forward. The look this young woman was giving her naked body sent a shiver right down her spine. The two of them were standing a breath away from each other now.
“I don’t believe we have met,” Euphemia said. “I think we should get a little better acquainted, don’t you?”
The red-haired girl - Kallen, didn’t she say before? - nodded and then the two of them kissed. Euphemia was acutely aware of Suzaku in the corner nervously biting his lip, and for a moment she feared that he might try to tear them apart. The obvious erection in his trousers clearly had an effect on making him rethink that position, as he shook his head, sighed, threw up his hands and then used them to grip Kallen from behind and begin giving her as thorough a fuck as Euphemia had received earlier on.
She didn’t exactly remember how it came to be that she was lying on her back with Kallen’s head between her legs, but she would definitely remember the fact that each thrust Suzaku made seemed to send a shudder of pleasure that passed clean through Kallen’s body, into her mouth, through her tongue and then continue its long journey through Euphemia’s, until it was released into the wild as a low throaty moan. Heaven. This was… Heaven! No other word for it. Pure paradise! A whole new world of experience and desire, unlocked for her! With these two as her guardians and guides, it was the goal of this young Princess to give it as thorough an exploration as possible!
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To step back a little from that kind of fun, it must be noted that there are a few named characters within Code Geass that are little better than extras. They might have names, but they exist because - Well, they kind of have to. They have no effect on the plot, but they have to exist. It doesn’t really make sense if they don’t. One shining example of this is none other than Shirley’s roomie, Sophie Wood. We don’t know much about her. She does basically damn all in the plot except exist and have a brief moment where she was Geassed to stand outside the dorm room while Lelouch and C.C. searched it for evidence that Shirley might have for Lelouch being Zero. See how even that - the longest time she was onscreen and the centre of attention - wasn’t remotely about Sophie?
So. What exactly do we know about her, besides physical appearance and the fact she rooms with Shirley? Well… Assuming it’s the same character, we can infer that she is one of the girls at Ashford Academy Kallen pretends to be friends with. “Sophie’s been worried sick”, et al. Beyond that? Well… If we were to look into an audio drama, then Shirley does indicate that Sophie might be a lesbian. In reference to Lelouch, Shirley thinks,“He’s not like Sophie; he doesn’t swing that way!”
With that brought out to the surface, let us consider the situation as it stands. Sophie Wood is possibly a lesbian. She has just returned to the dorm room she shares with Shirley Fenette, her hot, athletic friend that is a member of the student council. Said roommate is lying on her bed with her chest bare and her breasts swelled up to be as big as her head and looking like the most inviting, comfortable pair of cushions yet designed. Shirley was also squirming and very obviously barely restraining herself from furious masturbation.
For a moment Sophie forgot how to breathe and the bag she was carrying dropped to the ground and twitched just a little bit. “Okay, Sophie,” she thought to herself, primarily because she was not aware of being a fictional character so who else would she be thinking the thought to? “You’ve just realised you’re in the middle of a sex dream about your roomie. Bad girl. Very bad. You know she’s off limits. She’s straight. She has the most obvious crush in existence on that Lelouch guy she’s on the council with. This is a no-fly zone. Change it to - I don’t know, Milly, Kallen, maybe both of them at the same time covered in chocolate?”
Shirley whimpered and Sophie’s resolve bent a fraction. It did not break, but… Dammit. Okay. Time to wake up. Sophie slapped herself. She pinched herself. No dice. Well, crap. What the hell was this? Shirley’s breasts were not that big! Nobody’s breasts on campus were that <i>perfect</i> and big and round and soooo easy to imagine giving a good grope. Just a small squeeze, her id demanded. That’s all. Just to see what they feel like.
Which was the point that Sophie nodded her head, spun on her heel and decided to spend the rest of the night in the library. Or the computer labs. Maybe bounce between the two of them. Not spending a moment here. No, ma’am! She was going to open this door, then march right out -
And bump into another sexy, big-breasted goddess, this one a complete stranger with green hair and a dispassionate gleam in her eye.
“Is Shirley in there?” the green-haired girl asked, gesturing towards the open door. Sophie nodded. “Good. Come with me,” she continued with a sort of satisfied smirk on her lips. “I think she needs a little help… Adjusting. Would you be so kind?”
Later on, Sophie would swear that this girl - who would insist on being known as C.C. - had deliberately leaned over to flaunt her cleavage and make all rational thinking on Sophie’s part screech to a halt as she stared down at that perfect pink valley. For the time being she didn’t think anything else but “Whatever you say” as she followed back inside the dorm room. The one thought that did cross her mind was something along the following lines: I really hope this is a dream, or that the walls are sufficiently soundproofed to avoid complaints!
- C.C. is able to somehow calm Shirley down, and accept her new bust.
- C.C. is unable to calm Shirley down, in spite of her best efforts.
- Lelouch goes looking for C.C. and the whole thing gets really complicated.
- Another student council member pays Shirley a visit, and things get even more complicated.
- Something else
this is Brilliant!!!! Love how Euphie's getting interested and obsessed with Sex!
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