Due to his upbringing Lelouch could hardly help but project an aura of Princeliness. In his everyday life he was calm and collected. Effortlessly charming in a way that accentuated his natural good looks. Was it any wonder, then, that the girls at Ashford threw themselves at him? It was as if they sensed he was of higher blood, and their Britannian upbringing compelled them to try to move up the social ladder by getting close enough to him to enact a seduction.
Which was only number three on his list of reasons why he didn't date. Lelouch was <I>aware</i> of such things as sex and romance on a purely intellectual level. He had no interest or obligation to pursue such base pursuits. Especially when other matters were far more important to him.
This in turn made his relationship with Shirley a little bit strange. Until recently he hadn't the faintest idea that she was interested in him <i>that way</i>, and his attempts to consider the notion left him feeling confused. When C.C. had point blank asked him if he returned her feelings the only honest answer he could give was "I don't know."
"Come on, Lelou!" Shirley chirped, clinging onto his arm and quite deliberately rubbing her breasts up against him. "I can't wait to see Nunna again, that little cutie is always so much fun!"
Going another step into his current situation: It made this experience all the more awkward. In retrospect it was obvious: Milly was trying to set the two of them up as an item. And so, insert her personality into the back of Shirley's mind. The result is inevitable. Of course Shirley would be much more open and far less shy in her pursuit of him. Though it did leave him in a quandary: He was hoping to leave so that he could set about planning and plotting a way to resolve this situation amicably. Bringing Shirley along with him before he had any such sort of plan was, at best, ill advised. At worst it could be quite disastrous.
"Well, Nunnally is quite fond of you as well," Lelouch said. Normally he would never make such an indiscreet move, but today it was tactically viable. He put his hand around Shirley's waist and settled his hand upon her rear. Normally she'd slap the taste out of his mouth for such a move. Not so much today. If anything, her body language indicated encouragement. "Come along and say hello."
"Mmm, yes! Absolutely!" Shirley purred. She trailed a finger along Lelouch's chest in what he supposed was intended as some kind of seductive move. "You guys have fun now. I certainly intend to."
"Sure thing, Shirl!" Rivalz waved.
And like that the two of them left. Now. Lelouch considered his options carefully here. Maybe he could get away with leading Shirley off to meet with C.C. in case the immortal could do... something, anything, about this. Well, no. Doing that with Shirley would be tipping his hand. It would be better - if anything - to make use of Rivalz or Nina for such a thing. He could use his own Geass to make them compliant. Minimise risk of discovery. He'd have to find the time to do that later on. A well placed phone call ought to do the trick...
"Say, Lelou?" Shirley whispered. "Do you like my new swimsuit? It's sooo nice, isn't it? Shows off a lot of my perfect ten body. Right?"
"Yes, it does reveal quite a lot of your figure," Lelouch cooly said. Though internally he was screaming. Taking Shirley to meet with his sister while she was in this condition? Unthinkable! While she wouldn't see anything, it was not something that Lelouch could abide. Therefore - "Ah, pardon me. I only now remembered. I bought a special gift for Nunnally, and hid it away in that closet. You don't mind if we make a quick stop off to retrieve it, do you?"
Her eyes sparkled with mischief. Now, it's worth noting that Lelouch might not be adept in the romantic arts but he was an expert tactician. He had already predicted her likely response. In her head, she was thinking something like 'Alone in a tight cramped space with Lelou? Yes please!'
"Well, of course!" she said, licking her lips like a hungry tiger. "If it's a gift for Nunna, I'll gladly help out."
"Thank you Shirley," he said. Next he gently guided her towards the closet door. He detached its hand from her rear, then after a moment's thought trailed it up her back. Not for his own enjoyment, mind. This was all for her sake. He stepped away from her, opened the door and gave a small, imperious bow. "After you."
"You're such a sweetheart," Shirley tittered. She stuck her hands on her hips and leaned forward in a weird way that made her butt stick out. "Oh, is it this box down here?" she asked, sauntering into the closet with an exaggerated sway of her hips. She started to bend down -
And then Lelouch closed the door behind her and promptly jammed it shut using a nearby broom handle.
"H-Hey! Lelou! What's the big idea?!" Shirley yelled, pounding on the door. "Let me out of here! Right this instant! Oooh! You big meanie!"
"Sorry Shirley, but this is for your own good," Lelouch said. He took a few steps, then broke out into a run. "You'd never forgive yourself if you went through with what you wanted to do!"
He got about half way through the corridor before something tripped him up. Now, Lelouch might be good at tactics but that didn't make up for the fact that his physical stamina was not especially impressive. Most of the labour he normally did came from looking after Nunnally, and that was not really enough exercise to keep him truly fit.
"No running in the hall," Sayoko said, standing over Lelouch. She was wearing a maid's uniform. Though not her typical sort. The skirt was much shorter than normal, and the neckline was much lower. Before he could make out any further detail, the maid struck out with a finger to the back of his neck. "And while we're at it, no breaking young girl's hearts! You playboy, you."
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When Lelouch woke up, he was tied to a chair. For a moment, he panicked: Had he been uncovered by the authorities? Had Zero been unmasked? He quickly took stock of his condition: He was naked. This was not a good sign. In fact, it was the opposite of a good sign. This was the worst possible outcome!
"Bad boy," a sultry voice said. Shirley sauntered into view, wearing a thick coat. Correction: This was the worst possible outcome! "Locking me in the closet like that after teasing me, leading me on. So naughty!"
"Shirley? Let me go!" Lelouch patiently demanded. He made a show of struggling against his bonds. As expected, they didn't budge. Also, his hands were kept apart far enough from the ropes that untying the knot would be impossible, and there did not seem to be anything for him to cut the rope against. "Would you mind telling me what this is in aide of?"
"It was Sayoko's idea," she shrugged. "In her words, 'it is about time a cute girl taught that playboy a lesson'."
Playboy? What kind of image did his maid have of him?!
"Well, I've learned my lesson," Lelouch lied. "I won't do something like that again. Now, please untie me."
"Nuh uh!" Shirley wagged her finger. "Not that easily." Not that he really expected it to be. In fact, he had a pretty good idea of what that lesson would entail. His initial impression proved to be correct: She undid the coat and let it slide off her body - though at this stage he was a little caught off guard. He had been expecting the same string bikini as before, but now Shirley was wearing a plain white shirt that went down to her thighs.
"I'm still wearing the bikini underneath," she said, turning around and lifting up the bottom of the shirt so he could see her, uh, bottom. "I just felt that the skinship would be that much more effective if I set it up a little first."
"Set it up"? Lelouch asked, and immediately regretted doing so. Shirley answered by sitting in his lap and embracing him. Ugh! "Really now Shirley, you don't see what's strange about your behaviour?"
"Hrm... I suppose it is a little strange," she said. "I'm being much more forward than normal. Aren't I?"
Accursed biological response. Again, it's important to state that Lelouch had absolutely no romantic intentions or inclinations... but try telling his hormones that. His lizard brain had detected a mate that was pretty, healthy and with whom he had an emotional connection. For once in his life that part of his consciousness was wide awake and screaming for action. Helped along by the feeling of her inner thighs up against his legs, and her breasts pressing into his chest. The complicated motions she was making with her hips weren't exactly helping matters either!
"There we go!" she said, licking her lips. "Nice and hard."
Shirley stood up, and Lelouch breathed a sigh of relief. Wait... no. From the way she was talking before it wasn't over yet. There was still something else in his 'punishment' that he would have to deal with. Shirley stood in front of him with a bottle of water. She opened it up, made as if to drink from it... then poured it all over her white shirt.
<i>Mate with her!</i> his lizard brain yelled. Accursed mating instinct! Why must it awaken now, of all times? This was bizarre, though. He could plainly see her in that same string bikini before, and the effect wasn't nearly this pronounced. Why then... why was it so much more effective when he was seeing it through a clingy transparent white shirt?!
"Still resisting?" Shirley asked. She smoothed out the damp shirt with her hands, settling them against her thighs. Then she lifted them up again so they were settled on her hips. This caused a sort of tent effect, the purpose of which became apparent the instant she took a step forward. "Come on now, Lelou. I'm pouring my heart out to you here."
Having her hands in that position made it easy for her to flip up that damp skirt and show off the barely there string bikini covering her nether regions. Feeling himself starting to blush Lelouch immediately looked away in an attempt to minimise her embarrassment when she came to her senses.
"Whoa!" she yelped. Naturally, he turned to see what had happened. As for that, he had to deduce it: While stepping towards him again she must have tripped, and while doing so lifted up her hands to try and catch herself. He could tell because her damp shirt was around the back of his head, and his face was now fully entrenched within her bosom. "Clumsy me," she said.
Well... that would probably be the narrative she intended. Somehow he doubted it was actually clumsy behaviour. He felt her wet shirt tearing due to the extra strain of being wrapped around his head. It must have been pretty poor quality work.
"Shirley, do you really think this is the best way to start a relationship?" Lelouch asked. "Tying me down and trying to seduce me against my will?"
"Don't be silly," Shirley said, her tone turning serious. "I'm not seducing you. I'm punishing you."
Right. He might actually believe that. If not for the fact that she'd just now grabbed ahold of his dick and began to stroke it with great enthusiasm and a wild gleam in her eyes.
This... seemed a little more extreme than Shirley having Milly's personality at the back of her mind. Could it be that she had developed some kind of side effects from the Geass power? Or perhaps Milly’s personality had somehow fully fused with Shirley? That last one was quite the terrifying thought if he were honest.
- Sayoko joins in the "punishment".
- Nunnally enters the room. Shirley continues her 'punishment', while Lelouch tries to keep his sister from learning what's happening.
- Nunnally converses with Rivalz and Nina.
- Back with Milly, Suzaku and Kallen.
- Something else
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