Lelouch's Secret

by Kasaix

Lelouch keeps many secrets, from friend and foe alike. His biggest secret: he was born as a girl. In a bid to hide from their enemies, Lelouch disguised herself as a man. Now as the Black Rebellion is getting started, more and more women are finding out her secret to get close to her. This is a commission for Androck.

1. Chapter 1

The unnamed resistance cell lead by Kaname Ohgi had gained some attention, especially after the Skirmish in Shinjuku Ghetto lead to the death of Clovis la Britannia. The cell was using the ghetto as a cover at the time, and Clovis' appearance and willingness to destroy it and everyone around there just to recover C.C. lead to a battle between Britannia's forces and a local cell fighting for Japanese freedom. Lelouch Vi Britannia became involved in this battle and it marked the first battle in what would be known as the First Black Rebellion. With Clovis' death, Cornelia took over as Viceroy of Area 11. Unlike him, she had a mind for strategy, and wouldn't let his failure stand. Cornelia forced her efforts at the Saitama Ghetto by simulating the conditions of the Shinjuku Ghetto battle. It was clearly a trap, but Lelouch felt confident in victory. He felt a bit too confident, and C.C. didn't want him to walk into a trap and potentially lose his life.

Lelouch kept many secrets from everyone in his life, friend and foe alike. When Lelouch and Nunnally vi Britannia were sent to Area 11 as political hostages, Lelouch employed a disguise to fool everyone. He was born as a woman, a princess, not a prince. Lelouch stepped into her room at Ashford Academy and began to strip out of her clothes, revealing his secret to the empty room. The black uniform of Ashford was dropped to the floor. Next came a chest wrap that did a fine job of hiding the princess' large and supple bust. After dropping her boxers and untying a knot in her hair, Lelouch's true form appeared. Her silky smooth raven-colored hair wasn't short, she merely used a band to keep it together, and hide its length beneath her blazer, as it's true length reached her lower back. With her piercing violet eyes, she seemed like an ethereal being, a goddess with a flawless voluptuous figure that no one would assume was hidden beneath her clothes. She could pass for a model easily, but her goal was different, so she needed to pass for a man.

It was a miracle Lelouch's secret was never discovered. Well, Milly knew about her, since they were childhood friends. Other women knew about her to a point: she was familiar and intimate with Milly and a few other girls, but only Milly knew her as Lelouch, the others knew her by different names. She didn't pursue them, but her earlier times dressing as a man were rife with issues, and they needed to be silenced, so she put her body to work. She was no expert, and Milly would be on top more often than not, but she was persuasive, and she apparently had a natural talent. Love never interested her, and it was only useful for covering her tracks in the rare instance she was discovered, though she had gotten better at disguising herself, so that never happened anymore. However, Milly was still very interested in having fun with her, and had discovered her other string of one night stands, and insisted that she show those girls some love, if only to have fun. Lelouch considered it, and became something of an urban legend as she seduced women and spent the night with them, only to vanish the next day.

Heaving a sigh of relief, letting her body breathe from being confined into ill-fitting clothes, she head for her adjoined bathroom to take a shower. Lelouch's true figure was one that would have both men and women yearning for her. Her chest wrap worked overtime to keep everything covered. Thankfully she was able to avoid gym with her silver tongue and an easily charmed coach. She convince everyone that she needed to study for an upcoming exam, or that she wasn't feeling well, and they would just let her pass that particular class with ease. Even with her wrap, her chest would still have a noticeable bump on it, and her hips and ass would give her away, and all of it would be exposed in the shared shower. Lelouch accepted that her secret might some day be revealed, especially when she decided to find a proper spouse to sire an heir to her line, but it shouldn't happen in an academy shower. Rivalz or Suzaku would definitely want to make their moves on her, or perhaps Kallen and Shirley would also want to grow their friendship.

Lelouch stood under her shower, letting the warm water cascade down her figure. She allowed herself a moment of respite before battle. Cornelia announced the time of her attack on the news, allowing the burgeoning resistance fighter to schedule everything to her advantage. Of course, she budgeted time for her shower. Stress had been catching up to her, since she decided to rebel against her country and get revenge for the death of her mother. As she washed herself, her hands grazed sensitive areas, her chest and flower. A soft moan escaped her lips, though she didn't intend for it. Despite her best intentions to merely wash herself before battle, her hands continued to move along her body. She felt unbearably warm, and it wasn't just the shower that was making her wet between her thighs. The raven-haired girl dropped all pretense of bathing herself and surrendered to her desires, if only to clear her mind to focus on the coming battle.

Lelouch roughly grabbed on of her large and pillowy breasts, rubbing and kneading it in her soft hand. Her voice rang out uninhibited. Her other hand traced down between her thighs. She firmly rubbed her slit as she moaned louder, giving voice to the pleasure she felt. Her fading mind wondered if it had been so long, that just this much was about to make her orgasm. Feeling her legs give way beneath her, she leaned against a wall and plunged two fingers into her quivering flower. She plunged her lithe digits in and out of her hot and wet slit, moaning all the while. Her body felt like it was on fire, and the water wasn't helping, raining down on her sensitive body. Her other hand continued to move from one breast to the other, kneading and caressing her supple mounds. Feeling her climax reach its peak, she decided to push harder, pinching and tugging on one of her stiff nipples while her thumb rubbed her clit. Pleasure tore through her trembling body as she came hard, her love juices flowing out and down the drain.

Lelouch stayed like that for a few moments, trying to get her heart and breathing under control. She slowly pulled her fingers out of her slit and looked at her nectar. "If I really were a boy, cumming that soon would be shameful." She opined. It had been a while since she met with any of her casual partners, so she was really backed up. The rage of battle didn't help her stress levels either. The violet-eyed girl decided to hurry and finish her shower, having satisfied her lust. The budding soldier couldn't be late to battle because she was too busy masturbating. The raven-haired girl really thought she was above such physical needs, but her beliefs were put to the test often enough that she had to admit that, as brilliant as she was, she still had needs to be met.

Lelouch emerged from the bathroom drying her hair with one towel while another was wrapped around her body, though her ample cleavage was still on proud display. She planned to change into her Zero outfit, but that would have to wait: she wasn't alone, but it was fine, since her guest was a welcome one, who had figured out Lelouch's secret from the first time they met: the enigmatic C.C. A young woman with long green hair and gold-colored eyes, she granted the power of Geass to Lelouch when they first met, power in exchange for a wish that Lelouch would grant. She wore a white straitjacket with black straps, previously used to bind her when Britannia experimented on her, though it was modified to her tastes. Beneath the jacket was a not-so-well hidden figure. The straitjacket was loose on her, and parts were cut, exposing her hips, and if one were to look at a certain angle, they would see proof that she wore nothing underneath it. The front of her jacket also had an obvious cut in it, showing off some of her cleavage. The immortal girl held Zero's mask in her hand, and she didn't seem eager to hand it over. Her other hand was obscured by her long straitjacket sleeve, but Lelouch was certain that she was holding something else.

"What are you doing here, C.C.?" Lelouch asked in her normal feminine tone of voice. At that question, C.C. raised her other hand, and leveled a gun at Lelouch. "You can't go, Lelouch. You need to fulfill your part of our bargain, so I won't have you dying before that." The green-haired girl adamantly stated. Lelouch tossed the towel that she was using to dry her hair aside and smirked. "Notice that what you're saying and what you're doing are contradictory." The raven-haired girl pointed out. C.C. shook her head. "Oh, I won't kill you. I'm merely going to shoot you in the leg to quiet you down." The mysterious woman assured her partner. Something clicked into place for Lelouch, causing her to smirk. "Now I get it; you're unable to use Geass yourself, aren't you?" She correctly asserted. C.C. expected her to figure it out sooner rather than later. "I'm not surprised, I suspected as much. You obviously wouldn't have asked me to do it if you could've done it yourself."

Lelouch, ever prepared, drew a hidden gun from nearby and leveled it at C.C. The green-haired girl seemed incredulous. "You honestly think you can threaten me with a gun?" She questioned her partner. Lelouch seemed confident, as though she were about to win a game of chess. "Yes I do." She replied, turning the gun on herself, aiming it at her own temple. "Until I met you, I was dead. An impotent corpse existing behind a false guise of life. A life in which I did nothing real. Day to day, I merely went through the motions of living as if I were a zombie. And I always had the feeling that I was gradually dying. If I'm condemned to go back to that, then I'd rather..." The girl trailed off as she explained herself. C.C. saw how serious Lelouch was. "Stop it! I see now, it's life without meaning, and a life like that..." Her original plan was falling apart, so she formed a new plan, one her contractor could not ignore.

C.C. set the mask and gun aside on a nearby table and strolled over to Lelouch, giving her a sultry smile. "If I can't use force to keep you away from a death trap, then I will have to use other means." She pulled on a strap, and it unraveled her straitjacket, and causing it to fall to the ground. Despite her modifications, her straitjacket concealed a truly curvaceous figure, doing a similar job as Lelouch's chest wrap. C.C. also showed off that she went without a bra and panties, making Lelouch wonder if she ever wore them, even when wearing other clothes. "I heard you in the shower. I believe I can satisfy you enough to keep you here for as long as I want. I'll make you submit to me without using Geass." The immortal woman challenged. Lelouch's curiosity and competitive nature was piqued. "I'm not going to submit to anyone, and that includes you. Though it would be nice if you were more cooperative." Lelouch set her own gun aside and unfolded her towel to let it drop to the floor.

Lelouch assumed that since she already came in the shower, that she would have an edge. C.C. pushed her large bust against her opponent's, and Lelouch countered. She tried to feel nothing, even as their chests rubbed and ground against one another. "Were you hoping that your quick shot in the shower would save you? I've been with many women over the years, and my skills are honed and refined. You will be a writhing mass on the floor by the time I'm finished with you." The immortal woman boasted of her previous conquests. Lelouch was feeling warmer, and her breasts were becoming particularly sensitive. She felt C.C.'s hardening nipples poking into her. Not one to be on the defensive, or to leave her opponent with any opening, she decided to make use of her own skilled hands first, and assumed her own experience would be enough to defeat her immortal opponent.

C.C. expected her next move. Lelouch grabbed the sides of her breasts and began to knead and massage them. It was a cute ploy to get her excited, but nothing more. After all, Lelouch was only playing with school girls, not experienced woman such as herself. The green-haired woman stepped back and cupped both of her opponent's breasts. "Such a divine body should never be hidden away, especially by wearing such bindings." She cooed, supporting their weight in her hands. Using words was just as effective in seducing and pleasuring someone. Her thumbs flicked the violet-eyed girl's stiff nipples, but she heard no accompanying moans. Lelouch was doing her best to stifle her voice and not give C.C. that sort of satisfaction, though she would be giving her another kind. She moved forward and lowered her head to wrap her lips around one of the immortal girl's nipples, licking and sucking on it in her mouth, while her hand teased C.C.'s other breast.

C.C. began to quiver and moan, pushing her chest towards Lelouch. It was mostly an act, part of her plan to tire her opponent out first. She continued to play with Lelouch's own heaving chest, using more strength and letting her fingers sink into the supple mounds. The violet-eyed girl couldn't contain her voice much longer, evidenced by the stifled moans that joined C.C.'s. There was no concern about noise, as Lelouch had soundproofed her room when she decided to become Zero and start her rebellion against Britannia. Thinking quickly to put C.C. on the defensive, she took more of the green-haired girl's breast into her mouth, then sucked as hard as she could while pulling her head back, bringing it up with her until it fell free and bounced back into place. C.C. arched her chest forward, pleasure coursing through her body. Lelouch looked down and saw the immortal girl's nectar flowing down her thighs. The raven-haired girl smirked and released her opponent, then pushed the girl's hands aside, removing them from her breasts. C.C. expected her to become rougher at that point.

Lelouch wrapped her arms around C.C. and squished their breasts together. Holding her in somewhat of a bear hug, the raven-haired girl pushed her onto the bed and pinned her there. She tried to desperately ignore the white hot pleasure she felt from her chest. It was becoming an unbearable heat, but she pushed on, assuming that C.C. felt the same heat. They were both blushing by then, and the determined Lelouch pressed her advance, rubbing her chest against C.C.'s. The enigmatic girl simply grinned and reached between her opponent's legs to gently caress her hot and wet flower. Lelouch was barely able to suppress her voice, but C.C. definitely heard a sharp squeak from the surprisingly cute girl. She lightly took the back of Lelouch's head and pulled her down into a deep and passion-filled kiss. The violet-eyed girl's mouth opened in surprise, a strategic opening for C.C.'s tongue to exploit, invading the girl's mouth. As venomous as Lelouch could be, she tasted sweet, both her chest and her mouth, and there was no doubt in the immortal girl's mind that her opponent's nectar, coating her fingers as she rubbed Lelouch's flower, would taste even better.

Lelouch saw that she was too eager to pin C.C. and be done with it. She was lead into a trap, perhaps the first of many that day. She returned the kiss in kind, darting her tongue out to connect with her opponent's. She wanted a struggle, but C.C.'s tongue intertwined with hers, like a lover's would. Lelouch saw her game and decided to play along: if not opponents, then they would be 'lovers' trying to exhaust one another. Their kissing became more passionate and loving, though their feelings were far from that for the most part. Her body trembled as C.C.'s finger plunged into her wet flower. It seemed like the immortal girl already knew where her sweet spots were, putting Lelouch at an early disadvantage. The black-haired girl used her free hand and moved it between C.C.'s thighs. C.C. had already spread them, inviting her partner to touch her as she wished.

It was becoming steadily difficult to compete against C.C. Lelouch could feel her body yielding already. Her love juices were flowing, staining her bed, and her voice was conveying the pleasure she felt. Their lips parted when C.C. thrust a second finger inside Lelouch, further stimulating the girl. Lelouch smirked, learning from C.C. She immediately penetrated the green-haired girl with two of her fingers and leaned further down, pressing her lips against her opponent's neck, a move that had plenty of girls writhing in pleasure. C.C. leaned her head aside, giving Lelouch more room to move. Soft moans escaped her lips. She was pleased that Lelouch had more depth to her than simply a desire to kill, even if it was just to have sex. Perhaps, by the end of their journey, Lelouch would become a normal girl, though C.C. doubted it. Until that time though, perhaps they could have fun together, in bed, or if they were adventurous, outside in secret places.

Lelouch's pumped her fingers in and out, using more force with each pass. She felt her climax building up, and she refused to be the first to cum. She could tell that C.C. was just as close, her moans becoming louder, and the enigmatic girl's quivering slit tightening and coiling around her fingers. C.C. considered holding off longer, but she still wanted to coax Lelouch into more grand acts that would likely tire her out in an attempt to finish their intimate battle, so she lowered her guard once again and allowed herself to fall. Estimating how much longer it would take for Lelouch to climax, she spread up the process by rubbing and teasing the black-haired girl's stiff clit. Of course, Lelouch did the same to her, feeling the girl's tongue lap at her neck. It didn't take much for the two girls to reach their peak, at the same time per C.C.'s estimations, and ride out body-shuddering orgasms.

C.C. felt warm, and for a brief time, comfort. Lelouch laid on top of her as the two climaxed, their nectar soaking each other's hand and the bed beneath them. If this wasn't a plan to get Lelouch to not rush to her death, it would have been a fine rendezvous with a lover, and it only needed some wine to really set the scene. She doubted her partner in crime had such a romantic bone in her body, but it was fun to fantasize for a moment. Still sensitive, and feeling a bit winded, Lelouch pushed herself up and locked eyes with the green-haired girl. She whimpered as she felt C.C.'s fingers leave her, and watched with some arousal as her opponent licked them clean. "Hmm. As sweet as I had hoped. You taste good no matter where I put my lips and tongue~" The girl teased. She was nowhere near close to submission, so Lelouch tried to think of another method to tire her out. the words 'no matter where I put my lips and tongue' seemed like a fine idea. She would often hear the more lascivious girls openly talk about sex, and a few things stood out that she could put to use here.

"I'm curious to know if I can say the same about you, C.C." Lelouch spoke, offering her own sultry smile. She crawled off of her sexy opponent and maneuvered around on the bed to straddle C.C.'s head between her thighs, her hot and wet slit hovering just above the golden-eyed girl's face. "Go on, lick me." Lelouch commanded, feeling like she was back in a position of control. Reality tended to differ for her, especially when it came to a girl with centuries of experience with women, so she continued with her offensive. The black-haired girl laid forward, ignoring how good C.C.'s chest felt against her skin, and eyed the enigmatic girl's flower. She didn't have any experience eating a girl out, so she could only go on what she thought might feel good for her, so she spread her opponent's lips and tentatively dragged her tongue along C.C.'s slit. She was surprised by how good the immortal girl's love juices tasted, but she didn't dare get carried away by it, maintaining her focus on getting C.C. to cum and submit to her.

C.C. expected a bold approach from her eager opponent. She snaked her arms around Lelouch's thighs and grabbed her ass to pull her closer. She planted a kiss on the violet-eyed girl's flower. This sent a chill through the young solider's body. For her to be kissed there was a new experience, and she was curious to know what C.C. would do next. How would her centuries of experience help her to make Lelouch submit? If she could figure that out, she could use it to her advantage. She pushed her tongue as deep as it would go inside the green-haired girl, feeling a wave of bliss move through her. The taste, scent, and feel of her was beyond what she could have imagined. C.C.'s moans carried to her ears, a song of love and lust that almost made her forget that they were competing. Her mission had to take priority, so she had to make C.C. cum and submit to her. It seemed like her opponent was just enjoying herself though. Was Lelouch no match for C.C., or did she already have a plan to beat her violet-eyed opponent?

C.C. slowly pushed two of her fingers back into Lelouch's quivering hole and spread them, licking the girl's depths in turn. "You seem to be enjoying yourself. Do I taste that good, Lulu?" C.C. cooed, taking pleasure in knocking Lelouch off balance. She was too serious for a proper battle in the bedroom. She was determined to win, but she knew better than to treat it like a fight. You could only make someone cum by showing them love, something she would teach Lelouch in the best way possible. The black-haired girl didn't reply, and it wasn't because her tongue busy. She couldn't admit how much she was enjoying it. Only Milly could put her in such a predicament, while the other girls were easy to conquer. She decided to change tactics, pulling her tongue out of C.C.'s hot and wet flower, replacing it with two of her own fingers. She was beginning to figure out the immortal girl's sweet spots, and she needed her fingers for it. Her mouth would still be put to use, licking and sucking on C.C.'s clit. This made the green-haired girl's voice raise once again, proof that Lelouch was starting to take a genuine lead.

C.C. was happy with Lelouch's work, but she still didn't feel the love. As much as she wanted to turn Lelouch into a better lover, she still wanted to win and keep her partner from a battle that could result in her death. While Lelouch was close to figuring out C.C.'s weak spots, the experienced girl already knew which buttons to press to turn her opponent into a quivering mess. She took one of her slick finger and aimed at a different hole, gently pushing it into Lelouch's ass. The black-haired girl yelped in surprise and pleasure. No one had ever touched her there, and it felt oddly good, sending jolts of pleasure firing through her body. "Oh? Do you like this, Lelouch? Ah, feeling it from both holes might be a bit much for you. Well, it's better to stay here and get used to this than rush off to your death." Another remark from the enigmatic girl with a long list of lovers. The black-haired girl didn't reply, afraid that she would only moan if she tried to talk. C.C.'s skilled tongue worked in and around her hot and wet slit, and her soft and lithe finger thrust into her ass, dangerously close to pushing her over the edge.

As stoic as C.C. was, Lelouch knew she was just as close to another orgasm, so all was not lost. Unable to restrain her voice any longer, the violet-eyed girl decided to mimic her opponent's work, plunging one of her well-lubricated fingers into the immortal girl's ass. C.C. wasn't surprised by the move, and she enjoyed the feeling, but it was time to end their bout. She thrust two fingers back into Lelouch's slit and matched pace with the one finger in the girl's ass, all while she licked her. The stimulation was becoming too much for the black-haired girl, but she persisted. Her own fingers were working in and out of both of C.C.'s holes, attacking the sweet spots she found to make her opponent squirm beneath her. She put her mouth to use on the green-haired girl's clit, sucking and nibbling on it in turn. This sent a strong burst of pleasure through C.C. While Lelouch hoped to win that round, it quickly became another tie, though not one C.C. orchestrated.

Lelouch and C.C. shared another powerful climax, their voices ringing out around the room, a song of ecstasy just for their ears. Lelouch pulled her fingers out of C.C., trying to ignore how good it felt when the golden-eyed girl squeezed them. She took leave of her senses for a brief moment and lapped at her opponent's love juices, indulging herself as she felt C.C.'s tongue lick her clean. The black-haired girl shuddered, feelings things that not even Milly could induce in her. She recognized how good of a sexual partner C.C. could be, but as she drank down the last drop she desired, her mission returned to mind. There was only one move left to play, and it could end in her defeat. As in battle, there is no reward without risk. Sensitive, and enduring two orgasms with no rest, the rebel slowly climbed off of her opponent, denying the immortal girl any more of her nectar.

C.C. was almost disappointed by the loss of Lelouch's flower. "Well? Have you decided to submit yet?" She asked in a coy tone of voice. Lelouch took up a spot between C.C.'s spread legs. "I don't intend to submit." The black-haired girl replied. She sat down and interlaced her legs with C.C.'s, then she pushed their two slits together. The contact made both of them moan in ecstasy. The immortal girl expected this next move, Lelouch's last gambit. She'll use all of her strength to conquer C.C., tiring herself out in the process. The two propped themselves up from behind and ground their most sensitive places together, loud moans escaping their lips. Lelouch was still sensitive from her previous climax, so it was quickly becoming maddening to her. Her eyes became glued to her partner's chest, bouncing with each move. She wanted to reach out and grab them. A sly smile from C.C. told her that she expected it all. "Cum, and keep cumming, Lelouch. Spend all day having sex with me. Ignore everything else, and use my body as you wish." The immortal girl offered. In an ideal world, Lelouch would have immediately taken her up on that most tantalizing offer, but that wasn't the world they lived in.

"I will use your body as I see fit." Lelouch accepted, but C.C. knew it wasn't an act of submission. Lelouch moved forward and pushed C.C. back, then rolled her onto her side. The black-haired girl sat on her legs, straddling one of C.C.'s legs while she held the other under her arm, and ground herself against her partner. The heat generated between the two was quickly becoming overwhelming. Her movements were no longer precise of steady. Instead, as C.C. expected, she was going all out. However, C.C. seemed to be struggling, her face twisted in pleasure, and her moans just as loud and agonized. Pleasure tore through her body, suggesting that Lelouch's efforts weren't in vain after all. "I will be Zero, then I will be Emperor, and you will watch me attain my goals." Lelouch stated. She reached down and grabbed one of C.C.'s breasts, roughly groping it in her hand. "I promised to kill you, and I will, but I think you should enjoy life first, perhaps as one of my handmaidens, to service me whenever I wish." She added, acting as though she had already won. C.C. grinned and placed her hand over Lelouch's. "Or an Empress with a concubine." The green-haired girl teased.

Before she could stop it, the thought appeared in Lelouch's mind, an Empress surrounded by different girls for her enjoyment. C.C. was there is a place of prominence. She bit back her voice, but her body betrayed her, and her next climax already reached its peak. C.C.'s followed less than a second later, and the two of them cried out in unison, their love juices mixing together and spilling onto the thoroughly soiled bed. As weak as Lelouch felt, she refused to fall, riding out her next orgasm without falling. That didn't stop C.C. from pulling her down and giving her a warm and passionate kiss, one that was quickly reciprocated. It went unsaid, but their match would have to end in a tie.

A few lingering moments passed before Lelouch left the bed, with C.C. laying on it. She quietly dressed in a Britannian soldier's outfit, tying her hair in its usual knot to hide its true length. "I promise, I'll return to finish what we started, even if it takes the rest of the day and well into tomorrow." She said with her own coy smile. C.C. offered her own smile, but inside, she felt nothing but turmoil, having seen enough history to know how Lelouch's battle with Cornelia will end. She eyed the Zero mask and made plans, just in case her suspicions would come to pass.

Author's Notes: We return to the wonderful world of Code Geass and it's lewd girls, so please send thanks to Androck for commissioning this. Yes, Lelouch is really a girl in this one, hiding her gender to pass as a man fit to be Emperor, and to hide herself and her sister from those who would harm the current Emperor's kin. This chapter took a lot of inspiration from episode 7 "Attack Cornelia", only with a lewd outcome of Lelouch and C.C.'s stand off. We think this is a better outcome.

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