Hello everyone, I know I've been gone for a long time. I wish I had an excuse, but honestly I don't. This is my way of sticking my toe back into things. After I build my confidence back up with a few chapters here, I'm going to be restarting my stories.

Now here's how this is going to work. Many of these stories are going to either be small collections, one shots, or plot bunnies I just can't get out of my head. Any collections or one shots that get enough attention will get their own separate stories later down the line if I feel like they can go somewhere. Let me know what you all think of this story, it's my first Code Geass story. This chapter is based on the Code Geass picture drama Stage 8.75. Warning: sexual situations in this chapter, read at your own risk. Now with that out of the way, enjoy.

Cornelia li Britannia, known by her enemies equally as the Witch of Britannia and the Goddess of Victory, was now faced with the most difficult battle of her career. Even with her strategic mind and wealth of military experience, she couldn't devise a means of escape. The sight before her filled her with nothing but dread, and Cornelia knew that it only spelled disaster for her future.

"Isn't it cute?" Euphemia gushed as she showed Cornelia the swimsuit that she wanted her to wear. Cute wasn't the word that Cornelia would use; embarrassing would be a better word for it. Apparently, it was one of her brother, Clovis's swimsuit designs; he called it a crisscross bikini. "I think you're going to look dazzling, Cornelia." She didn't have the heart to dash her sister's optimism, but frankly, she thought the outfit looked better suited for a brothel rather than a pool. Still, she could at least try to dissuade her.

"Don't you think it exposes a bit too much of my…" She couldn't even bring herself to finish the sentence.

"Not at all." Euphemia quickly said, denying her sister's argument. "Remember, Clovis designed this himself, and this one is mild compared to the other ones he came up with."

How could I forget? Cornelia thought with a shudder. She loved her late brother, but his taste in fashion was a little too risque for her liking, and now she would be forced to wear one of his abominations. At that moment, Cornelia swore that if she ever found the chance, she would resurrect her younger brother just for the satisfaction of smothering him with his own perverse creations.

"So come on, hurry up." Before she could protest any further, Euphemia was already helping her sister into the swimsuit. Despite her protests. After the most humiliating minute of her life, Cornelia found herself looking at her reflection in the mirror with growing horror. "See, you look amazing." She looked awful.

The revealing swimsuit was a dark burgundy color with a top that was held together by straps that encircled her neck from the top and a metal ring just below her breast. This same ring was also tied to a second pair of straps that went circled around her back. And her bikini bottom seemed nearly nonexistent, with the crotch piece barely held up by two straps on each side of her exposed hips.

"Your date isn't going to be able keep his hands off you." Euphemia squealed as she looked her sister over in the mirror. Cornelia scowled as a small trace of red dusted her cheeks.

"It is not a date." She quickly denied. Unfortunately, her sister's only reaction was a cheshire grin.

"So you asked me to take over giving the speech to meet the man you're not dating?" Euphemia asked in a tone that reminded Cornelia a bit too much of their mother when she was giving them a lecture.

"I only asked you to do that because I'm unsure how long this meeting will last, and it would be rude to postpone."

"And you also decided to do your hair for this strictly professional meeting?" Euphemia asked. Cornelia glanced at herself in the mirror. It was true that she had chosen to change from her normal hairstyle to a half-up half-down crown braid. She had also chosen to forgo her usual violet lipstick, allowing her lip's natural pink tint to show. She knew she had a good reason for both of these changes. She was just having trouble remembering right now. Thankfully, it seemed her sister was going to show her mercy. "Alright, alright, I'll let it go for now. Just make sure to tell me everything about your "meeting" afterward, okay?" Seeing that it was a losing battle, she simply nodded.

Cornelia quickly left the room with her head down, unable to meet the eyes of either Darlton or Guilford as she sped past them. The meeting place had been decided on beforehand, which allowed her to make her way through the private corridors of the resort without needing to search for her "date". Eventually, she arrived at a private pool area painted to resemble a beach with fake palm trees lining the walls. The room seemed to be still under construction; there was only one pool chair inside under the shade of one of the faux trees. And it already had an occupant.

Daniel Duquesne was a man of similar age to her own with short messy moss-green hair and a well-built frame from his time spent in the field. Though, surprisingly, he didn't have any scars. Which confused Cornelia, she knew that he had spent a long time out on the battlefield, yet his skin was unblemished. But the most striking thing about him was his eyes. They were a pure gold that absorbed all the light in the room and seemed to see through everything. Every time they met, he looked at her as if he could see right through her. As if all her authority and status meant nothing, she was simply another woman to him. She didn't dislike it.

"Did you dress like that just for me? I'm flattered, Princess." He smirked as he got up and stood in front of her. Cornelia rolled her eyes as she tried to hide her embarrassment after being reminded of the attire she had been forced into. Experience had taught her that it was useless to reprimand him for his attitude. It was better to just get straight to business.

"Do you have what I asked for?" Daniel reached into his robe and pulled out a collection of papers.

"Information about all of your brother Clovis's activities from the last sixth months, as promised." Cornelia wasn't surprised. Daniel had come to her about a year ago, offering his services as a spy and informant. At first, she had been skeptical of him, but he had never failed her when it came to gathering information, be it military movements, personal information about the enemy commander, or even the identity of spies in her own army. Hopefully, the information he found for her this time would help her find out what her brother had gotten himself into in Area 11. It might even help her figure out Zero's identity.

"Punctual as always, thank you," Cornelia said as she reached for the papers. However, Daniel quickly pulled the papers out of her reach and held them close with a smirk.

"Don't be hasty, your majesty, payment first." Cornelia sighed. Rather than money, Daniel always asked for the strangest things in exchange for his services. The last time he had asked for a military jacket, the time before that, a signed book by Lloyd Asplund.

"Fine, what do you want?" He took a moment to think it over for a moment and then shrugged.

"I don't know. What is her highness offering?" Cornelia could see Daniel's eye rake over his swimsuit-clad form. She had to fight down the heat rising up in her face. She knew what he was suggesting. It wasn't as if she was averse to it. Daniel was quite handsome, in an annoying sort of way. However, to do it here, of all places, was ridiculous. He then gave her a mocking look. "Is Her Majesty scared? Forgive me. I didn't realize you were so timid. Allow me to think of something else."

After fighting down the growing inferno of irritation, she was feeling, Cornelia gave her informant a smirk of her own. Quick as a snake, Cornelia shoved him onto the pool chair.

Daniel's surprised shout morphed into a laugh as he fell back into the low hanging chair. She followed him swiftly down, straddling him, and planting herself right bellow his crotch.

"Someone's eager," he noted as he took this moment to enjoy his new position. Sending him a teasing look, Cornelia's hands sensually glided up the leg of his trunks and snaked down its waistband. Daniel's breath hitched as he felt the princess's hand close around his cock and fish it out of the confines of his trunks.

He fought down a groan as Cornelia massaged his members and stroked his shaft, slowly bringing his tool to life. When a bead of pre-cum formed at the tip, her thumb quickly swiped it away, circling his cockhead with her thumb before she spread the rest across his pole. Not content with a simple simple handjob, he made his move.

Daniel grabbed Cornelia by her delectable hips, pulling her closer and impaling her on his cock. His hand sliding the crotch piece of her swimsuit out of the way just in time for his dick to thrust inside her. Her eyes widened as she was forced to use his shoulders as leverage as Daniel bounced her up an down along his cock.

"It looks like I'm not the only one who was eager." Cornelia managed to get out as she ground her hips against him causing bolts of pleasure to run up her spine. Refusing to be idle, Daniel's mouth made its way from her stomach to her throat, leaving a trail of bite marks in his wake. His hands also reached up to grab a handful of her delectable ass. Suddenly, threw her head back and moaned as she felt his fingers dig into her tight puckered hole.

"Can you blame me? How am I suppose to stay calm when I have such a beautiful woman in front of me?" Saying his peace, he turned his attention back to her neck as he kissed and nipped at her jawline. Then with a quick movement, Daniel thrust himself down to the hilt inside her warm wet depths. His fingers coming out of her anus and moving up to follow the sweet curves of her body. Cornelia back arched as she cried out, her head thrown back as she rolled her hips around his pulsating cock.

"Cumming," he hissed as he felt his climax approaching. His thrust became quick and ragged as he tried to milk the experience for all it was worth.

"Me too, do it inside." Cornelia, began to slow the rolling of her hips as her pussy tightened around Daniel's shaft. With a roar, Daniel erupted inside her, his cock flooding her insides with his thick cum. At that same moment, Cornelia reached her own climax, her body spasming as folds coated his cock with its juices.

Reaching their respective ends, both participants took the next few moments to catch their breath and recuperate. Cornelia rested her head on her partner's chest as she listened to the drumming of his heart. Daniel laid his head against the reclined back of the pool chair.

"It would seem that your talents lay in more than just information gathering. Although, let's be honest, I did most of the work." Cornelia said, looking up at him with a mocking gleam in her eyes. She watched as the competitive fire returned to his eyes.

Daniel jumped up from the chair with Cornelia wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waste. He then carried her over to the wall nearest to them. Roughly, he pushed the violet beauty up against the wall face first, trailing his hands down her body to her bottoms. He took a moment to admire the way it clung to her rear before pulling it down to her ankles.

"How is this for work," Daniel hissed as he thrust up and into her anus. He groaned as the tight hole wrapped around his shaft. He had expected that his earlier fingering would loosen her somewhat, but she was as still tight as before.

Meanwhile, pressed up hard against the wall, Cornelia was in a state of nirvana. She couldn't fight the moans escaping her throat as Daniel rocked in and out of her from behind while his fingers teased her clit. He worked her over expertly as her thighs clenched against his hand. She found herself mostly content, as she merely pressed back against him in hopes of him plunging deeper inside her.

Daniel's other hand held onto her breast, firmly kneading the soft flesh as his hips continued to slam into her. Juices trickled down her thigh as the remnants of their earlier session cling to her skin. Feeling the now familiar pulsating of his cock in her ass, Cornelia turned her head towards him as he continued to hammer into her.

"Pull out," she managed to get out, trying to ignore how good it felt to have him inside her. "Finish on my back, I don't feel like spending too long cleaning up, and it's easier to handle that mess.

Smirking, Daniel bit down on her shoulder before withdrawing. He pressed his cock up between her cheeks as he ground against her ass, racing towards the finish. His fingers twisting inside her to draw out a sweet cry from his beautiful benefactor. In response, Cornelia rocked her rear back and forth against him and soon enough, sputtering ropes of semen stained her pale back in thick, sticky ropes. The warmth of his cum on her back pushed Cornelia over the edge, and soon his fingers were being flooded by a rush of her nectar as she screamed in satiated bliss.

Breathing hard, Daniel turned the princess around and pulled her into a scorching kiss, their tongues wrestling for supremacy. Eventually, Cornelia pulled away and made her way towards the pull before diving in. After a moment, she reappeared at the center of the pull and gave him a flirtatious look.

"Would you mind helping you me get clean?" Without hesitation, Daniel dived into the pool to join her.

After helping each other clean the lingering remnants of their coupling off of each other, the pair exited the pool and dried themselves. Before she could leave, Daniel stopped her at the door.

"What do you say about making this a permanent arrangement?"

"Are you requesting the right to sleep with your princess in exchange for sex?" Cornelia asked, the ghost of a smile creeping onto her exhausted face.

"What would you say if I was?" Cornelia suddenly grabbed him by the back of the head and pulled him into a quick scorching kiss. Her hands lingering to stroke her face.

"I say, that you better have some damn good information for me the next time we meet." With that, Cornelia left the room with an extra sway in her step.

"I see you've been having fun." A voice commented from behind him. Daniel turned to see a girl with bright green hair looking at him in a mix of disapproval and exasperation.

"In that judgement I hear in your voice, big sister?" Daniel said as he turned to C.C. who had taken his place on the pool chair. "You have your own little collection of royals. I don't see what's wrong with me having one for myself."

"She's trying to capture my current contractor."

"I've never told her anything that would put your new friend in danger. Speaking of which, I have a bit of information for you as well." C.C. raised one of her brows as she waited for him to continue. "Mao is looking for you. Apparently, he's left that little place you made for him in Australia and is on his way here." His sister looked disturbed at the news, causing him to place a comforting hand on her shoulder. "It was bound to happen eventually.

"I'll have to tell Lelouch about him. Mao's going to go after him just for being involved with me." C.C. turned to her brother with a pleading look. "I could use your help."

"Of course, I've been dying to meet your new contractor." D.D. smiled. With that the two immortals left the resort, ready for whatever chaos was waiting to unfold.

And so ends my first one shot. This was my first time smut so be gentle with me in the reviews. I will be uploading the next chapter either tomorrow or the day after. It feels good to be uploading again. Hope you guys feel the same. See you next time.