Unfortunately, there are times when people just have to go out there and justify a stereotype. Men can only think with one of two heads at once, right? Not enough blood to go to both, so the lower one takes priority. Biology doesn't quite work that way, it's more to do with hormones inducing pleasure responses that could distract the brain, preventing it from making a more nuanced choice regarding the best longer-term action to take in a given circumstance, but a dick does not have veto power over the brain.
That is to say, in normal biology. This was cocknosis, which was all about granting the power to manipulate mind and body with the power of a perfect, massive schlong. And do remember: The very first use of cocknosis anyone ever makes is upon themselves. Under that condition it makes rather a good deal of sense that Lelouch was thinking with his dick rather than his brilliant brain.
What exactly was it that snapped him back to reality? Was it the sight of the stoic living legend, Tohdoh leaning back and allowing Chiba, one of the trusted soldiers that made up the Four Holy Swords, to unsheath his weapon, slap it between her breasts and lovingly rub that titflesh around his shaft?
"I've wanted this for so long," Chiba gasped, her voice uncharacteristically sultry and low, not at all like the strong, level-headed woman she normally was.
"It is highly inappropriate to fraternise," Tohdoh calmly said. "However, in this case... I'll make an exception."
Or maybe it was that Tamaki of all people had no less than three women pawing at him.
"Ooh, Tama-chan! Do that thing you did last night!"
"You mean that thing with his pinky and his thumb?"
"Huh? I thought she meant the spanking -"
"Ladies, please! Hahaha!" Tamaki laughed. "I got plenty of tricks for satisfying all of you!"
Or maybe it was the horrifying revelation that this idiot was somehow a ladies' man before this. Or, just perhaps, it was the fact that clothes were going everywhere. That his highly trained personal military force was being reduced to an impromptu orgy because he had commanded them to... Commanded them to... What, exactly?
Lelouch couldn't remember, and it was hurting his head. Both of them. A throbbing headache and an aching shaft. He was struck by a sense of wrongness. That it shouldn't have gotten to this point. That he couldn't remember exactly what he had commanded them to <i>do</i> that had led them into an inexplicable orgy, but that it had made perfect sense while he was making the command.
"That's enough!" he commanded, but nobody was looking at his dick anymore. Nor at him, so he could hardly Geass them into compliance either. There was little else for him to do but storm out of the room, conceal his weapon and lock the doors. The last thing he needed was this spilling out into the streets and getting attention.
No longer distracted by the naked flesh - much of it appealing, much of it a blight on his memory, all of it distracting - Lelouch tried to think this through. Commanding them to engage in an orgy was hardly the sort of command he might have given. It would not make sense from a tactical perspective. Yet what else could he have ordered them to do that might cause that kind of reaction? Let go of their sexual inhibitions? There was a block on his memory and it was driving him up the -
"Zero!" Ohgi called, snapping him out of his thoughts. Lelouch readjusted his body language and looked over the rather ordinary man he'd given a great deal of authority. A man who was now walking arm in arm with Villetta Nu from the military, who was leaning her head on his shoulder in an act of absolute adoration. "Just wanted to thank you for setting this up." He turned and kissed her on the lips. Tenderly. Sort of like a happy couple. "It turns out we have a lot in common."
"... You are a prominent figure in a Japanese rebellious group targeting the Britannian government," Lelouch began, unable to keep the disbelief at bay. "While she is a Knight of Honour of the Britannian military, not to mention a member of the Pureblood faction that wishes to further oppress the Japanese beyond the realm that has led you to rebel in the first place."
"Yes, well... We get on great so long as we don't talk politics!"
This. This was exactly why he didn't understand that whole 'love' thing. Look at the way the two of them were cooing and ahhing all over each other. The dark-skinned Pureblood toying with the "filthy Eleven's" hair, while the ordinary Japanese man rebelling for the sake of freedom lovingly stroked the cheek of the brutal military officer stamping on his people's neck.
Surreal. Still...
"Villetta Nu," he began, sliding easily into 'Zero mode' like slipping on a well-worn shoe. Big, bombastic, random dramatic outstretches of the arm that served no purpose beyond grabbing everyone's attention by the balls and daring them to cough. "You must be aware that any kind of relationship between you will be punished by Britannian society."
"Of course," Villetta sighed. "I... want to be a Baroness so that my title will be passed onto future generations, but I can't give up this sweet man's dick no matter how I try. Not sure I even want to anymore." And then, she kissed him so deeply on the mouth she might have the bends when they stopped. Regardless.
"Then join with the Black Knights of your own free will." Or what's left of it. "With your assistance, the two of you could prove a most useful example of the kind of society we could create by working together."
"Sound go~oh~od," Villetta squeaked in delight at the end there when Ohgi pinched her butt. "If that's what it takes, then I... Then I will officially join the Black Knights!"
Splendid. This was a rather unorthodox and underhanded tactic, but against a mighty world-spanning Empire those were the sort more likely to succeed. The battlefield was a greater risk for the Black Knights than it would ever be for Britannia. They had more resources. They had more people. They had better equipment, training, control over the media. A subversive strategy that gradually pulled together disparate elements into following the Black Knights behind the scenes could easily turn the tide.
There was a series of bangs at the locked door behind him. Ohgi and Villetta stopped their enthusiastic groping of one another and jumped apart as though they were ten years younger and one of their parents had walked in the room unannounced.
"What was that?" Ohgi asked.
"It sounded like a human body being thrown against a sturdy oak door..." Villetta observed.
"That," Lelouch, or rather Zero announced, "is the next step in our grand scheme to overthrow Britannia's tyranny!"
Just as soon as they get all of this sex out of their system. Which could, admittedly, take a little while.
- After the orgy, Lelouch lays out their next steps.
- Let's watch some of that orgy unfold.
- Suddenly Cornelia surrounds the spa and attacks.
- Back with the council.
- Something else
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