A/N: Thought I was dead, huh?
Yeah, that's not the case. Terribly sorry for inactivity, but for a long time, I didn't want to write anything. I just had no drive or ambition to type anything up and with where I work being...where I work, it's been busier than hell.
I'm back for a lil bit though. I"m posted to a ship again, and we're starting our sailing periods/trials/other garbage so...it's a bit busy ha ha. I also just took over the position managing the flight deck on my boat, so I'm responsible for a LOT of mechanical kit as well as ensure the fuel we have for the helicopter is of good enough quality, so it's a lot to know, and I'm still learning even though I'm "qualified."
Suffice to say, it's busy at work, and busy at home. I asked my girlfriend to move in, and she accepted! So that's been keeping me very busy as well, but in a way better than work.
Now, this is a re-typing of an old, old story. One of my first in this fandom, which was 'Not Actually that Bad.' It was...pretty terrible but I'm hoping the second version is much, much better, as I've progressed my writing style by leaps and bounds compared to that.
So please, enjoy this one shot, and it's rated M for a reason folks.
If you want to, leave a review. If not, that's fine too.
And as always, I don't own Code Geass or any of the characters used in this.
EDIT: Small grammar changes 08/04/22
Thanks everyone,
A. D. Fields
Lelouch Lamperouge had one hell of a bad headache going on.
Along with keeping his true identity, that of Lelouch vi Britannia, 11th Prince of Britannia, a secret; he now needed to keep the identity that he was Zero, a secret as well.
Lelouch, a simple schoolboy, was the masked revolutionary, rallying the native people of Area 11 around him, trying to free them from Britannian oppression.
He just didn't know that logistical concerns could be such a massive pain in the ass.
As the Black Knights continued to grow in size, as did his logistical and financial consumptions.
They were quadruple what he had first assumed them as, and it was causing no end to his problems, especially with the fact that early on Tamaki had blown the budget by taking new recruits out to dinners, the fool.
Raising a hand to his temple, he continued to type on his computer with one hand, trying to work out a new budget to get the freedom fighters back on track and not put him too far in the hole, especially now that he had a houseguest with an insatiable urge for pizza, which ended up coming out of his wallet.
The simple tune emanating from his cell phone, the indication that someone was calling, snapped him from his stupor, causing him to grab the device and look at the caller ID.
Unknown Number
The phone continued to chime, and he waged a mental battle, whether to pick it up or just to simply let it go to voicemail.
Making up his mind, he picked it up and flipped it open.
"Lelouch Lamperouge speaking."
For a moment, there was no reply, and confirming that the call was indeed connected, he said "Hello? Is anyone there? Do you possibly have the wrong number?"
"No. I'm certain this is the correct number." a heavily synthesized voice replied, chuckling electronically, but it's what was said next that caused his blood to run cold.
"Hello Zero. It's so nice to finally talk with you."
Chuckling nervously, his eyes darting to the locked door, he stated "Sir, you're incorrect, I'm just a high school student."
"Oh no, I'm quite certain that I'm correct." the voice mused "Lelouch Lamperouge, or should I call you Lelouch vi Britannia, eldest son of Marianne vi Britannia nee Lamperouge."
"Who the hell are you?" he hissed into the phone, keeping quiet so that neither Nunnally or Sayoko could hear even through the door.
The voice chuckled, tutting him much like a parent would to a child.
"You're good at covering your tracks, but you're neigh invisible. The authorities would have a field day if I were to let word slip that the mighty Zero was but a simple student at Ashford Academy.
"Oh, and don't bother attempting to trace the call. I've made sure it's bounced through at least a dozen towers around Tokyo, so I've covered my ass much better than you have. It was laughably easy to find you." the voice continued, taking on a mocking tone at the end.
"Well then why haven't you gone to the dogs of Britannia with my name then?" he queried, getting annoyed at how easily he had been outplayed.
The mysterious caller let out a raucous laugh at that, settling down after a scant few seconds and replying.
"There are forces in play beyond even what you imagine. If you want your secret and your sister safe, you'll be at the Imperial Hotel, suite 1806, at 1900. Don't be late."
The line clicked, the dial tone shaking him to the core.
"Son of a bitch." was the only thought that ran through his mind as he glanced at the clock.
5:48pm
"Son of a bitch!" he muttered, uncharacteristic anger colouring his normally cool tone, walking to his closet and thrusting the doors open, ripping a pair of black slacks, a white dress shirt, and a purple vest off the hangers inside.
The Imperial Hotel was in an upscale neighborhood of Tokyo, favoured by visiting dignitaries and nobles from the Homeland.
Whoever it was, Lelouch knew he was in deep shit, and there was no recourse but to meet whoever it was, and geass them into forgetting all about him.
Grunting in frustration, he grabbed his coat and headed for the door.
"Nunally, I forgot that Milly needed me to balance the new budget for the equestrian club and it needs to be done by tomorrow. I'll only be gone for a few hours." he called, heading for the door.
"Okay big brother! Don't stay out too late!" was the reply.
Reassuring her that he would be home as soon as he could, Lelouch made haste for the rail station, all the while cursing his bad luck.
6:53pm.
His watch told him that he was running out of time as he bustled out of the train station and walked down the block to the Imperial Hotel, bypassing the front desk and punching the call button for the elevator.
The display in the elevator as he rode up to the 18th floor was giving him the feeling of a condemned man being led to the execution chamber.
The doors parted and he robotically moved into the hall, the plush carpet muffling his dress shoes as he walked down to room 1806.
Finally arriving at the door, he checked his watch one last time.
6:58pm.
Expelling an unusually heavy sigh, he steeled his resolve, and knocked at the door.
Nobody answered, but the heavy oak door swung inwards, letting light spill into the black room, not illuminating anything that would heed answers as to who called him.
"This must be a trap. There's nothing else that it could be but that." he thought, stepping over the threshold and into the room proper, groping along the wall for a light switch.
The door slammed shut behind him, startling the young man and leaving him in pitch blackness as a musical voice chuckled from the darkness at him.
"Lelouch, or should I say, Zero. How nice of you to come, with one minute to spare mind you."
"This voice. It's familiar, and it's a woman. That narrows it down slightly." Lelouch thought, finally finding the lights and allowing the room to illuminate around him.
There, seated at the table overlooking the large panoramic window that was in the suite, was the last person he expected to see.
Princess Cornelia li Britannia.
"Oh, God you're a sick son of a bitch." he cursed, watching as his sister stood, and regarded him much like a lion that had a zebra down, ready for the killing blow.
"You've been very naughty Lelouch" Cornelia stated, shaking her head with a wicked grin "Terrorism? Regicide? I should strike you down where you stand and drag your carcass in front of the Emperor."
"Well then get on with it" he sneered, crossing his arms in front of him, regarding his sister with eyes full of hatred.
Again, she tutted him with a chuckle, chiding his actions as she slowly stalked towards him.
"Now why would I do something like that? What could I gain from killing you and pacifying this area? I've enough medals to fill my chest, and I'm at the top of the military. The power I wield in one hand is more than your ragtag group could ever amass." she goaded, stopping a few feet away from him.
"Then why call me out here? Take me in front of Father and get your praises like a good dog should." he groused, spitting out the name of their shared relation like it was acidic on his tongue.
"Come now Le-louch," she chuckled, drawing out his name to prove her point "When do I ever jump into anything without a plan? If I had wanted you back in front of the court, paraded in chains like the criminal that you are, I would've just tasked the Glaston Knights to drag you out of your lovely home on the Ashford grounds and bring you to me, but no."
"Well then what the hell do you want Cornelia?"
His surprise from earlier had faded and he was raising his hackles. Geass was an option, but he was more inclined to see where this was going, and he had a feeling that Cornelia would tell him sooner, rather than later.
He had taken several steps forward, so that they were inches apart, dispensing with any theatrics and trying to figure out what her plan was.
Icy violet clashed with deep indigo as the half-siblings stared each other down, both sizing the other up, as tension thickened throughout the room.
"What I've always wanted Lelouch" she growled, her voice low and dangerous, causing him to step back as she advanced on him, only to stop as he felt the solid wood of the door behind him, but she kept up her pace, pushing into his personal space.
Her scent invaded his nostrils, and he involuntarily smiled slightly at the good memories brought forth before he allowed his face to drop into a scowl.
"Out with it then" he muttered, his voice only a step above a whisper as her hands seized his shoulders and tossed him to the floor with a yelp.
The suddenness of the movement stunned him for a few seconds, looking up as Cornelia loomed over him, planting a booted foot on his chest and twisting, causing a small grimace on his face and a nervous shudder through his body.
"You really have no idea what you've gotten into, do you?" she questioned, applying more pressure and smiling as his face contorted even more with pain.
"All I know is that Britannia is a cancer to be cut out of the world, and the one to do it shall be I" Lelouch gasped, as the weight on his chest lessened slightly "I am the one who will topple the Empire, and slay Charles zi Britannia, allowing all areas freedom from under his tyrannical rule. I will cut the head off the snake that encompasses a third of the world. That, I am sure of."
Cornelia began to chuckle lowly, becoming louder and louder until she was nearly doubled over as tears appeared at the corners of her eyes.
"You still do love your theatrics; I'll give you that." she replied once her laughter had subsided enough to form coherent sentences again "However, you've still not answered the question I posed."
"Well then what would you like me to say? I merely want to see Britannia burn to ashes. Once that goal has been completed, there will be no need for war; no need for wanton and wholescale slaughter like what happened in the Middle Eastern Federation led by your hand or the invasion of the E.U. led by Schneizel." Lelouch spat, watching her face darken slightly at the mention of her previous campaign.
He grinned as she tried to formulate a response to that, before she shook her head and increased the pressure again, causing him to gasp in pain.
"All I would need to do, is press a little harder. Crack through your ribs and cave in your chest beneath me. But that wouldn't give me what I want" she mused, pausing in thought, before smiling "I don't want to kill you Lelouch. I never have, and when I heard that you and Nunally had been killed, I was shattered inside.
"Other than Euphemia, the two of you were the ones I felt closest to in the family. Schneizel mostly gave empty flattery to get people to like him, ever the politician" she rolled her eyes, smirking "And don't even get me started on Odysseus or Guinevere."
Lelouch barked a laugh in agreement, before he looked up at his captor questioningly.
"If you didn't call me out here to kill me, then what did you call me for?"
With that question, Cornelia's face took on a devilish smirk, and she replied "I thought you'd never ask."
She removed her foot from his chest, allowing him to stand, before glancing lazily at him, and smiling.
"Lelouch" she started "do you remember the many times in the villa when I had to save you from the clutches of your sister, as well as mine, whenever they were driving you nuts?"
That got a nod from the boy, and her smile widened.
"Good. And do you remember what you always said once I had sequestered you in my office for you to wait for them to lose interest while you played chess against yourself?"
His stomach sunk slightly and his face blanched as he nodded again.
"What were those words that you always said, dear brother?"
Swallowing audibly, he sighed and in a slightly shaking voice said "I owe you one sister."
This time, she nodded, her grin becoming downright predatory before saying "And did I ever once collect on those debts owed?"
Lelouch shook his head in the negative, his amethyst eyes nervously darting from one corner of the room to the other, looking anywhere but at the other occupant of the room, lest his eyes betray how actually afraid he felt at where this could be going.
She circled him, her paces slow and measured as if inspecting a parcel of cargo.
"I think it's high time you paid the debts owed to me Lelouch, don't you?" Cornelia whispered, her hot breath ghosting over his ear, eliciting another shudder from him as she seized his shoulders and turned him around, pushing him back up against the wooden door roughly.
He gasped, more out of surprise and slight fear than anything, and he was the first to admit that his half sister was scaring the shit out of him at the moment.
She pushed her body against his, trapping him rather effectively before winding a gloved hand into his hair and jerking his head back, causing him to vocalize his discomfort and fear as she grinned at the results she was getting.
"Lelouch" her voice a sultry whisper as she regarded his widened eyes with a chuckle "This is only the first payment you owe me. I intend to collect all of them, with interest."
Her face descended to his swiftly, giving him no time to react before her lips were upon his, his senses assaulted by her mere proximity and to what she was doing.
The thought of pushing her away didn't occur to him, and if it had, he would've quashed it anyways as her superior strength would've beaten him in the end.
A small voice in the back of his mind reminded him that whatever Cornelia wanted, she would take it, no matter what it was.
That thought, though in his mind, didn't even factor into whatever was happening between them as she pulled back slightly, a small smile on her face looking all the part of the cat that caught the canary.
Allowing his mind to process all the information it had received in such a short period required a few seconds of thought.
"Why the hell did Cornelia just kiss me?! The most powerful general in all of Britannia kissing the most hated revolutionary that has appeared since Washington is not something that normally happens.
"But…it wasn't that bad. She is my half sister, but this kind of shit happens all the time in royal bloodlines, so it isn't exactly frowned upon, and I'd be lying to myself if I said she wasn't at all attractive…wait…what the hell?!"
She could see the gears in his mind turning, the swift brain trying to figure out just what had happened, but she didn't allow him the moment of pause he required to make any major deductions before her lips descended to his again.
This time, he could see it coming.
This time, he knew what she was going to do.
But this time, he was ready for it.
He was even, a little excited for it, if the slight flutter of his chest was any indication.
His lips met hers, sending a small shiver of pleasure through the princess, smiling into the kiss now that she had an active participant, rather than a stiff, surprised board on the other end of her lips.
The kiss continued, as Cornelia raised a gloved hand and gently stroked his cheek, a sigh of contentment escaping her lips as they broke momentarily, hooded eyes looking at each other before Lelouch pushed back in for another gentle kiss, shutting off the rational part of his brain and for once, just seeing where things led rather than planning carefully and accounting for every contingency.
Placing a hand on the small of her back, Lelouch pulled Cornelia closer, letting her back arch slightly into his body, pressing them flush together and winding the other hand into her long violet locks and idly playing with her hair, feeling the smile against his lips and allowing his own to quirk into a small grin as the pair continued to kiss.
Finally breaking the embrace, Cornelia's smile became downright devious as she grabbed his hand and pulled him to the bed, pushing him down on the soft mattress, wrinkling the plush duvet in the process before straddling his waist and resting her weight on his thighs.
"What am I to do with you Lelouch?" she softly whispered, tracing a hand up his chest and gently grabbing his chin "My own sibling, is Zero, the man I'm assigned to hunt down and kill."
Lelouch offered no comment, and she continued to speak.
"All the memories of shared times, the good, and the bad. Does all that mean naught in the greater scheme of things? That all those years we spent together as children were for nothing?
"I figured out that you were Zero a week and a half after the Narita operation, and it took me another two to track you down, even though the logical place to start was under care of the Ashfords.
"Your mother was my idol, and now my orders are to slay her only son, who took up arms against his flag for what he thinks is a just cause."
"Britannian doctrine is clear" Lelouch muttered, averting his eyes and sighing "The strong survive, and the weak are used until they have no more left to give before being cast aside into the rubbish pile of history.
"Do what you must Cornelia. You've finally bested me and captured the King. With this, I admit defeat."
If those words hadn't come straight from his mouth, she wouldn't have believed them, and as it was, she had a hard time coming to grips that her brother had put his life in her hands.
It was her choice as to if he lived and continued his crusade, or if he was dragged back to the Homeland and tried for treason, which would surely hold the penalty of death for the masked rebel.
But her choice had long ago been made; before she came to Area 11, before her campaign against the Middle Eastern Federation, even before he had renounced his claim to the throne all those years ago.
"I could never kill you Lelouch" her voice a harsh whisper "Doing that would feel as though it was Euphemia sent to Japan prior to the invasion. But my orders are clear, and I don't know what to do."
Seeing the Witch of Britannia in such a conflicted state shook him.
To Lelouch, Cornelia had always been a rock, and the only time he had seen her like this was after his mother had been killed in Aries Villa, and he felt a little sorry for her.
Bound by her duty to do the right thing for her country, but also bound by their close family ties to one another.
Smiling softly, he tilted her head so that she was looking at him, confusion splayed on her face and clear in her eyes.
"Tonight, there is no duty" he mused "No Witch of Britannia and Zero. No royalty or regicide. It's just you and me."
Giving her a quick peck on the lips, he slid out from under her body, smiling as he pulled out his phone to text Sayoko that he would be pulling an all nighter and not to let Nunally worry that he was 'working late.'
"I hope you don't mind if I use the shower. You didn't exactly give me too much time to do anything after I returned from school before getting your call to come here."
Cornelia waved her hand in the direction of the bathroom, and with a grateful smile he went through the door and shut it behind him, undressing quickly and letting the water warm as he prepared.
There was little more he enjoyed than the simple pleasure of letting the hot, steaming water cascade down his body as his mind slowly sifted through the fog of information that he had been presented with that night.
So deep in thought, he didn't notice the bathroom door opening to admit another person into the room.
He didn't even notice when they slipped into the shower with him until two arms wound their way around his midsection and Cornelia put her head on his shoulder.
The act startled him slightly, but other than a slight jerk in posture, he relaxed, and just stopped caring.
As he had said before, it was just the two of them, as people, not as tools.
They stayed like that for a long time, just content to be together, making up for the lost years that they had been apart.
She had thought he was dead.
And he had thought that he would never see that side of his family ever again, the yawing chasm between them that had been present ever since he had stormed from the throne room in Pendragon and boarded a plane to take him and his sister as political tools to Japan.
All those years crashed back into his mind as he swiftly spun around and held onto Cornelia for dear life, as tears brimmed in his eyes and he choked back sobs of grief that wracked his slim frame.
For her part, Cornelia felt much the same as tears flowed freely from the both of them, just happy to be together once again after so long apart from the sibling they were closest to outside of blood.
Finally reigning in his emotions, he smiled, before his heart rate increased and his face flushed a deep red, turning back around, and away from the naked form of his half-sister.
A wet chuckle slipped by her lips as Cornelia once again hugged his midsection, pushing her breasts against his back.
"Come now Lelouch" she whispered in his ear "We used to bathe like this all the time when we were kids."
"Exactly!" he hissed, his face flushing deeper as he traced the details in his mind and felt her wet skin on his "We were just kids back then. We aren't anymore."
"Aww is someone embarrassed to be in the shower with a beautiful woman?" Cornelia teased "You know, a lot of men would kill to be in the position you have now."
Contrary to popular belief, Lelouch wasn't all that dense when it came to feminine affections, he just chose to ignore them as they would do nothing but distract him, but he'd never felt this way before.
He'd never felt so safe, so warm, and so strange when he was alone with another woman the way he did right now.
"I'm well aware of that Cornelia" he muttered, his frame shuddering as her fingers drew absent patterns on his abdomen "However, most men don't share the same father as said beautiful woman."
Lelouch heard her start to protest slightly, but he continued nonetheless "And yes, we're half siblings, in a royal bloodline so what we're doing is still technically legal, however, I've no qualms with continuing this."
Glancing behind, he saw a light blush dusting her cheeks, causing him to chuckle as she buried her face into his back to hide the colour.
"What's the matter?" he teased, smiling wryly as the water cascaded down his chest "Can't handle being in the shower with a younger man who has no problems that you're a beautiful princess?"
A damp chuckle escaped Cornelia's lips as Lelouch grinned himself, grabbing a bar of soap and a loofah preparing to lather up and wipe away the grime of the day before one of her arms snaked around, grabbing the soap and scrubby from his hands.
He was about to question it, before mentally shrugging and just letting her do what she wanted.
Because that's what tonight was all about, wasn't it? Just letting them see what would happen if all inhibitions were released.
Feeling her body unwind from his for a moment, he felt Cornelia press back into him, before beginning to move her body up and down against his back, her breasts slippery with the soap she had snagged.
Letting another shudder cascade through his body, a soft moan escaped his lips as she continued, kissing the nape of his neck and running her fingers though his wet hair.
Spinning on the spot, Lelouch smirked at her as he pressed their bodies together again, swiping the loofah from her and reaching around to scrub her back as their eyes stayed locked on one another.
His lips crashed into hers again with what felt like a deep yearning to stay like this as the only sounds around them were the rushing of water and the loofah falling to the floor of the shower where it was quickly forgotten.
"I think that's enough" Lelouch muttered, shutting off the water and opening the door, letting the steam waft out and the chilly outside air in.
Passing Cornelia a towel which she accepted with a quiet "thank you" he grabbed on for himself and quickly set to the task of drying off his body.
That was, until he again felt a hand snake around his abdomen, wet fingers tracing around his body before they dipped below his waist.
He groaned, both in pleasure and warning, as his eyes rolled back slightly when he felt her hand beginning to stroke him gently.
"Cornelia" he muttered, his voice a hoarse whisper, as another shudder rolled through his body, all while she merely chuckled and continued the motions of her hand on his dick, her wrist flicking gently back and forth, stroking his length.
"Yes, Lelouch?" she questioned, her lips on his ear, hot breath ghosting over his skin as her other hand traced over his spine, lazily moving up and down, grabbing his ass and giving it a gentle squeeze.
Biting back another groan, the revolutionary shook his head slightly, before leaning his head back to rest on her shoulder, feeling her damp hair cling to his cheek.
The pair stayed like that for a few moments before Cornelia pulled her hand back, causing Lelouch to look at her and question the smirk on her face.
"I can't let you have all the fun, now can I?" she chuckled, grabbing his hand lightly and pulling him out of the bathroom and back into the suite proper.
The naked pair, still dripping slightly on the plush carpet and laughing lightly stopped at the foot of the bed, eyes locked on each other as his hands wound around her waist and pulled Cornelia's body flush against his, eliciting a small noise of surprise from the battle-hardened princess.
"Now then, my lady" Lelouch whispered, his voice low and smooth "I'm at your service. How may I assist you?"
The catlike smile appeared once again as Cornelia crawled onto the bed, beckoning him close.
All she said was two words.
"Touch me."
It was only two words, but the tone in which she said them, the small want colouring her tone causing him to smile lightly and follow her onto the bed, laying his head on the pillow next to her.
"In a moment" he mused, raking his eyes over her prone form "I just want to look at you for a minute Cornelia."
A blush darkened her cheeks as she nodded shyly, watching carefully as his eyes slid along her body, pausing at her breasts momentarily before continuing down her toned abdomen; the long, slender legs, going all the way down to her feet before allowing them to focus on her face.
One of his hands moved, tracing her jawline before tangling in her hair and drawing her face to his for another searing kiss.
Lelouch could feel the want from the kiss, smiling thinly before gently poking his tongue out, asking for entrance, which Cornelia granted.
Their tongues danced, and even though Lelouch normally wouldn't even let these thoughts cross his mind, that matter had been settled previously, so he merely did what he wanted.
If he went too far, he was certain that Cornelia would stop him, or pound him into a bloody pulp.
One of his hands, which had been finding purchase on her waist slinked up to her left breast and gently began kneading the orb of flesh beneath his slender fingers.
His half-sister let out a sound halfway between a pant and a moan, stating "Lelouch, don't stop what you're doing."
Smirking, he dipped his head to her right breast, his mouth closing on her nipple and gently sucking, allowing his tongue to tease her areola and causing Cornelia to arch her back, pushing her body closer to his.
"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on" Lelouch murmured before getting back to the task at hand, gently biting her nipple, allowing another gasp to issue forth from the woman currently writhing under his ministrations.
"Enough teasing Lelouch, please" her voice all but pleaded, causing the exiled prince to shake his head.
"I'm sorry dear sister, but as you said, 'I can't be the one having all the fun'" he chuckled, before his right hand snaked between her legs and into her wet folds, forcing a moan from her lips.
A smile wound onto his face as he continued to work her body to the best of his ability, causing her to writhe and squirm under his touch.
"Please…Lelouch" Cornelia managed to choke out, as her hand found his dick and began jerking him off as he continued to pleasure her.
Withdrawing his hand from her glistening folds, he locked eyes with her, bringing his fingers to his lips and sucking all the moisture from them, watching as her eyes widened to the primal act that he was partaking in.
Without preamble, Cornelia swiftly straddled his hips, bringing her face to his.
"You're very naughty Lelouch. Very, very naughty" she stated, her voice breathy and without the usual commanding aura that it had.
"Oh yeah?" he challenged, hiking an eyebrow and letting another smirk overtake his features "Well, what will the mighty second princess do about that?"
Without even answering his question, she grasped his dick between her lithe fingers and deftly aligned him with her.
"Oh, I'll show you, my prince" she muttered, before gently lowering her body to his, a hiss of pleasure escaping both their lips.
"Lelouch, you're going to ruin me" she groaned, feeling him filling her, the sensation sending electric currents surging through her body.
"I should hope not Cornelia" he muttered, biting back the moan that threatened to escape his lips "We have all night, and I'm not sure about you, but I'm just getting warmed up."
Slowly, almost agonizingly so, their bodies began to move in sync, his hands clasped to her waist as she moved back and forth over him, driving her body onto his, their hips grinding together as they continued the dance that had been performed millions of times by others before them.
Lelouch" her voice mewled, her body shuddering above him as she continued to ride him, both of their eyes glazing as she hungrily dove in for another taste of his lips.
A taste she couldn't get enough of.
Their tongues danced again, and Lelouch couldn't help the feeling of a slight tightening in his abdomen.
Holding back, he groaned in pleasure at the feeling of her tight walls clamping down with every thrust and every movement between their bodies.
"Cornelia, pace yourself" he groaned "I beg of you."
"That isn't in the cards tonight sweet prince" she breathed, her pace increasing as she pushed him deeper inside "If you're going to cum, I should hope you do, and do it inside me. Females are required to take birth control so you needn't worry."
Letting go of the last of his inhibitions, he crashed his lips to hers, their bodies slicked with sweat as they both felt the onrushing climax rapidly approaching.
The precipice drew nearer the harder she rode, and before long, he drew her name out in a long moan as their bodies melted into one another.
Feeling her walls clamp onto him in a powerful spasm, it was just too much for him to handle.
"Cornelia, please" he gasped, his head lolling on the pillow, causing the princess to smile.
"I'm so close Lelouch, just a little longer."
To his credit, Lelouch grit his teeth and held for a moment longer before spasms wracked her body, showing that she had indeed reached her breaking point.
Crying out his name with a strangled voice was enough to send him over the edge, heeding her tidbit of information prior, and pulling her hips to his, thrusting deeply inside and letting go finally, allowing his seed to spill inside.
The strangled moan that escaped his lips was more than enough for her as Cornelia slumped upon his body, feeling the pulses of his ejaculation deeply inside her body, a soft sigh escaping between her perfect lips as her eyes centered on his.
His climax induced hers, the walls surrounding him shuddering and releasing the pent up energy, his eyes watching as her body was wracked with shudders, a low moan issuing deeply from her throat as she finished.
Rolling off of him a moment later, both of them hissing again as they parted, with her rolling onto the other side of the bed, their breath coming in deep pants as they tried to recover slightly.
"You know I can't forsake my crusade for freedom" he muttered, once they had both recovered somewhat from what had transpired between the half-siblings.
"I know" she whispered, wrapping an arm around his waist and snuggling close to his body "I just wish we didn't need to be on opposite sides."
"This is the hand that fate has dealt us" he whispered after a moment, turning his head to her and placing a gentle kiss on her cheek "I've no desire to kill you Cornelia, but I know that your loyalty lies with Britannia and I accept that.
"But Britannia is rotten to the core, and I will cut that cancer out of the world to bring peace forth onto us."
The pair laid in silence, contemplating what the future would hold for the both of them.
Neither wanted to part from the other, their love newly minted and the afterglow coursing through both of them.
"I don't want to kill you either Lelouch" she mused; her voice quiet in the deafening silence of the room around them "But you're right. I'm the finest general in all of Britannia, and my orders are to hunt Zero and kill him.
"And as much as I don't want to follow them, I must. I will not kill you, but if you're captured on the field, I've no choice but to bring you back to Pendragon and see what the courts have to say."
Both of them shuddered in discomfort at the mere thought of what would happen should he be dragged in shackles in front of their father.
He would probably be killed on the spot, and she, well, she would be awarded another medal and sent onto the next campaign, to wage war and slaughter on another unsuspecting nation at the whims of the Emperor.
That would be wholly unacceptable to her after what had transpired between the pair mere moments prior.
Would she be willing to forgo orders for him?
Would he be willing to push back against those in his organization that were out for royal blood?
Those questions thundered through their minds as they stared at the ceiling in silence, the consequences of what they had done weighing heavily on the pair and dominating the thoughts.
Eventually, finding his voice he chuckled wryly.
"The Witch of Britannia and Zero, a couple. Good lord what a field day the newspapers would have. Might even cause the Emperor to have a coronary."
She barked a laugh, but that was it, her brows drawn together deeply in thought.
Seeing what a quagmire she was in, he merely wrapped an arm around her shoulders and rested his head to hers, trying to give her any and all strength that he possessed in order to support whatever decision was reached, and not caring of the outcome.
If he was to die by her hand, so be it.
If he was to be paraded in front of their father in chains and thrown in jail for the rest of his life, so be it.
All that mattered was that the choice that was reached would be agreed upon by both parties, and whatever that was, they would abide by it to the bitter end.
Snuggling deeper into his warm embrace, she shook her head, as he grabbed the soft blankets and got into them, pulling them over his companion for the night.
That was an issue that could wait for morning.
All that either one cared about was the other, pushing such thoughts from their minds and cuddling deeper into the blankets that they shared.
Yes…that discussion could wait until morning.
For now, for this moment, there was peace in Japan.
Though, one question marched through his mind, and he chuckled quietly.
"Cornelia?"
"Mmm?" was the tired reply.
Licking his lips, Lelouch couldn't help the small smirk that came onto his face.
"I'm not certain, but how many debts have I made good on tonight?" he questioned, chuckling again.
The only sound in the room then, was the light laughter from the couple in the bed together.