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Chapter Three: My Prince
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Author's Note: There is a lemon in this chapter.
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Lloyd Asplund, Earl of the Noble Brittanian house of Asplund, was ecstatic that the Crown Prince himself was spending a Saturday to visit his facilities.
The entire facility in charge of designing the cutting edge Lancelots and Knightmare Frames, including Cecile Croomy, Suzaku Kururugui, and dozens of other engineers, pilots, and soldiers, all were in full uniform awaiting Lelouch's arrival.
In an armored limousine, Lelouch arrived, flanked by Anya and Monica, both girls still wearing the same Ashford Academy uniform Lelouch was still in.
"My Prince."
Lloyd bowed, along with all forty seven of those in ASEEC Testing Facility 4A-1.
The facility, a large, stone, circular, three-story building was surrounded by walls on all four sides, complete with guard towers manned with soldiers with rifles.
As Lloyd began to shake Lelouch's hand and begin to give him a tour, Monica was scanning everything.
How many soldiers were there, what rifles they had, where they moved.
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"As you can see, our pilots here use the most advanced technology possible to create the best weapons Brittania has."
Lloyd walked with Lelouch past a group of soldiers in simulations, testing what it would be like to use Knightmare frames on an actual battlefield.
"This way please," said Lloyd with a smile.
Lloyd led Lelouch, Monica, and Anya to a room in the very center of the facility.
He pulled a plastic key card from his pocket and then swiped a console. The console's light switched from red to green, Monica taking heavy note of this the entire time.
Lloyd walked into a room that included two computer monitors and a large keyboard, one complete with all sorts of switches and buttons.
The room had a special glass that allowed Lloyd to speak to a different rectangular room studded with white squares through a com. In the middle of the rectangular room was a Lancelot, where Cecile was speaking to Suzaku, about to pilot it.
Lelouch could hear the engine whir up from behind the glass, and could tell the Lancelot was operational.
"Can you hear me?" asked Lloyd.
Suzaku made Lancelot give Lelouch a thumbs up. "Loud and clear sir."
Lloyd pressed the mic button on the keyboard in front of him. "We've got your good friend the Crown Prince himself here to spectate our new weaponry. So make sure to give him quite a show okay?"
"Yes sir."
Lloyd pressed a different button. "Begin," he said.
Four of the cubes surrounding the room moved aside, revealing Sutherlands for Suzaku to practice against.
Lelouch was then thoroughly impressed, not just by Suzaku's piloting skills, but also by the capabilities of the Lancelot.
The Lancelot was able to engage five standard Sutherlands with ease and then disable all of them, being piloted by simple training software to attack rather robotically, but with enough vigor to challenge Suzaku.
With each movement, the Lancelot appeared to be blurring at its opponents, while it was clear the Lancelot was faster and more nimble than its mainline Knightmares. Lelouch was impressed by how even with how strong the Lancelot's armor was, none of the Sutherland's rockets nor rifle fire got even close to hitting the Lancelot.
"Strong, right?" asked Lloyd. "What do you think?"
"I'm surprised we can field machinery this good but still fail to protect my mother."
Lloyd didn't know how to answer but Anya spoke instead. "We tested 'frames this good if not better regularly back during Pre-Issue Phase." she said without being remotely impressed.
"Pre-Issue Phase?" Lelouch asked.
"Pre-Issue Phase are the practical and theoretical exams any soldier must go through in order to be considered for Advanced Special Envoy Engineering Corps divisions," said Lloyd smoothly. "Suzaku Kururugui scored highest out of anyone else so far, even your late mother Marianne, and these two young ladies escorting you." he nodded to Anya and Monica.
"And, how many soldiers attempt to join the ASEEC level?" Lelouch turned to Lloyd.
"This past month, well over fourteen thousand regulars stationed in Area Eleven alone," answered Lloyd.
"It's clearly the best Knightmare I've ever seen, but what makes the Lancelot so special?" asked Lelouch.
"Well its high specs aren't anything compared to how versatile we've made it." Lloyd said. "Cecile and I have spent the better part of two years trying to figure out just what exactly makes some Knightmare frames perform better in the battlefield than others."
"And this data, where do you keep it?" asked Lelouch.
"Right here of course." Lloyd said waving a hand to the computer including the test Sutherland's directives to spar with Suzaku. "This includes every single bit of information we have on all ASEEC projects. We move the hard drive between facilities every single week just to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands."
"Anyway," Lelouch listened as Lloyd went on. "We determined that making the armor stronger but lighter, making the frame more nimble, the weapons more explosive and powerful are all just one thing. But the responsiveness of the controls are crucial, if not the most crucial aspect."
"You can only make a Knightmare's engine so powerful, its Sakuradite so efficient, but the pilot itself is what actually lets all these attributes mean anything during actual combat. Without skill, the Knightmare is meaningless."
Lelouch tried to let this sink in as he watched Suzaku exit his Lancelot, Cecile quickly entering the Training Room and using a clipboard to give suggestions on his results.
"I must say, I'm actually very happy that Suzaku passed all the trials necessary to be our top pilot for this program." said Lloyd. "He always showed remarkable talent, as well as loyalty to both you and your father."
"Yes."
Lloyd then clapped suddenly. "Lunch?"
"Absolutely."
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The ASEEC testing facility's mess hall was rather small, only fifty people staffed it besides the guards.
Lelouch was hearing about Lloyd speak about budgets and other requests he could make to his father and Schneizel, when suddenly, Lelouch intentionally began to ingest his sandwich incorrectly.
"My Prince," said Lloyd worriedly. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine I just-" Lelouch began to cough very loudly.
"The Prince is choking!" shouted Cecile.
Monica moved quickly, during all the hubbub surrounding Lelouch's choking, she swiped Lloyd's key card expertly. Anya was able to help Lelouch and dislodge the food stuck in his windpipe just like they practiced.
"Whew! Your life seems to be in danger every other day now."
Lloyd's joke was met with a lot of applause and laughter, clearing the tense air quickly.
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During the facility tour that included the security room, consisting of only a single person, Lelouch was more than able to keep him distracted.
He was the Crown Prince followed by two very beautiful girls, everyone in the facility had more or less stopped what they were doing for the day and followed him.
As Lelouch told jokes and encouraged Anya to share stories about training, Monica claimed to need to go to the bathroom.
Monica walked past empty rooms with several Knightmare frames hooked up to machines and abandoned by their engineers for the time being, to go to the testing room where Lloyd had shown them Suzaku piloting the Lancelot.
Monica knocked, making sure the room was empty, before swiping Lloyd's key card and entering the room undetected.
As Lelouch began to tell the tale of when he and Euphemia visited France with Nunnally, Monica turned on the computer Lloyd was using to test the Sutherlands against the Lancelot.
Unsurprisingly it was encrypted, but the passwords weren't necessary. Lloyd had left the computer unlocked and still on, likely assuming he'd be going right back to work as soon as he was done with lunch
Lelouch knew enough about Brittanian military computers to let Monica know what kind of a device Monica to design.
She used a flash drive and would've forcefully reset the computer's BIOS if Lloyd had turned off the computer again, and had the entire hard drive Lloyd spoke of copied in under a minute.
No one noticed her return back to the security room, she might as well have actually gone to the bathroom.
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Lelouch was in his bedroom at Ashford Academy wearing a pair of black gym shorts and a blue t-shirt as pajamas that night when Monica knocked on his door.
"Come in." he put his book away, done with leveling up INT for the day.
He saw Monica walk in, still in her Ashford Academy clothes. "Do you have it?"
Monica handed him the flash drive.
Lelouch smiled when he put it into his laptop. "Excellent work." he chuckled, seeing all the diagrams, blueprints, and data he needed.
"Glad I took that class in IT when I was in basic training." Monica turned to Lelouch. "My Prince, what do you- Er, sorry. I shouldn't."
"You shouldn't, but you have." Lelouch shut the laptop close. "What were you going to ask?"
"Why steal all this information from Lord Lloyd? Why risk so much for information you can easily just get by asking for it?"
Lelouch carefully weighed what to tell her.
Monica had shown a degree of loyalty only some had shown him in his life until then.
She had risked being caught taking some of the most classified information in the Britannian Empire just because Lelouch asked, without giving any reason for doing so besides that he wanted so.
Granted, she was a soldier even if she was a Knight of the Round and her own person, but Lelouch realized this girl more than deserved the truth.
After all, why would Monica expose his plans if she was a part of them anyway?
"I plan to find the people who killed my mother. And I'm not going to wait around for Cornelia and Schneizel to find them, I'm going to kill them with my own Knightmare frame I designed and pilot myself. And then I'm going to kill them myself."
Monica paused, looking at Lelouch blankly.
"Yes?" asked Lelouch.
"My Prince, have you ever wondered what it would be like to take a life?"
"Have you ever killed someone?"
Monica looked at Lelouch directly in the eyes. "I've done things for this Empire, covert operations missions, all sorts."
Lelouch understood. 'Comes with the job being twelve of the most loyal, skilled, and versatile soldiers in the entire Britannian Empire.'
"I understand the rage you must feel for those who killed Queen Marianne must be immense. But when you stare her killers in the eyes, it's possible you might be faced with something else."
Lelouch was curious. "Faced with what?"
"Mercy."
"They never showed my mother any mercy."
"I know but, war isn't something people understand too well. It's something you're born with, something to fight with. To fight for."
Lelouch nodded to Monica slightly. "And you think I wasn't born with that something?"
"I don't know, you'll only know when you fight."
"People can also adapt to war." Lelouch shrugged.
"Yes, they can."
Lelouch looked at Monica up and down.
She looked absolutely stunning in her Ashford Academy clothes.
Monica Krushevsky clearly possessed a pair of sizable breasts beneath her uniform's light yellow jacket. She was tall, with long, clean blonde hair, and pale light blue eyes, her white knee socks barely concealing a pair of smooth long legs, and silky, creamy thighs.
"I'll ask you something." Lelouch showed her the flash drive she produced for him. "This, is more than anyone's done for me in my entire life."
"What do you mean?"
"My whole life, everything's been handed to me." he lightly threw the flash drive across his desk, spinning in his desk chair to face Monica again. "Why? Because I'm the Crown Prince. When you risked your neck to get me these files, did you do it because I'm your Prince? Or because you trusted me?"
Monica was blank for a moment, then speaking. "I don't know. It could be both, I was sure that whatever you wanted the files for, your reason was good."
"And what made you join the army in the first place? Why become a Knight of the Round?"
"I was no one at one point, felt like no one. Serving your father, serving the Holy Britannian Empire and Charles zi Britannia gave me a purpose. Joining the military, fighting, that finally made me feel like I was someone."
Monica gasped quietly when Lelouch pulled her into his lap by her waist.
"You serve me now."
"Yes," she said slowly. "My Prince."
"You serve only me." Lelouch looked directly into her blue eyes. "I am your purpose."
"Yes, my Prince."
Lelouch's lips brushed against hers and she barely reacted.
"Do you wish to stay with me tonight?"
"Well, why?" she asked.
"I feel myself enamored by the loyalty you've shown me. Moreover, I think it came from a genuine degree of passion for your position as a Knight. And how-."
'How useful you could be to me. How loyal.'
"I will stay with you."
"Please, don't do so just because I asked. I need you to-"
"I want to be with you," said Monica. "You might be intelligent, but you also possess the skills necessary to instrument the data swipe we needed today. I might've acted, but you orchestrated it."
Monica lifted Lelouch's chin, blinking. "You haven't only shown me words. You truly wish to avenge your mother. It's part of the meaning I've been missing in my life."
Lelouch smiled. "Thank you Monica."
"You're welcome My Prince."
"Call me Lelouch."
"Should we shower? I smell a bit after all we went through today."
"We can shower."
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Lelouch never would've guessed a beautiful girl would lead him by the hand to the bathroom to shower together.
He was the Crown Prince, but romance wasn't always his forte. Even though his entire life he was surrounded by women, his mother, both sisters Euphemia and Nunnally, he had never grasped girls.
Lelouch began to undress Monica, revealing a very beautiful body she had underneath her Ashford Academy clothes.
First, both teens took off her shoes, and her knee socks.
Even though Monica was a Knight of the Round, a spy, a soldier, and one of the best Knightmare pilots who ever lived, she was still blushing. She felt shy as Lelouch helped slip off her white and yellow striped panties.
Monica's hands covered her womanhood, and Lelouch spoke. "What is it?"
"I've never been naked in front of a man before."
"It's okay."
Lelouch kissed her softly, and soon, Monica then wrapped her left hand around Lelouch's neck.
"You can trust me."
"Yes." Monica breathed, parting her lips from Lelouch's.
Lelouch helped Monica take off her jacket and shirt.
When they peeled off Monica's sports bra, she quickly hid her naked breasts shyly with the hand not covering her groin.
"Wait for me in the shower, and don't peek!"
Lelouch almost chuckled at the girl's shyness, proceeding to strip down naked in front of her and then jumping in the shower.
Each Ashford Academy dorm room's bathroom had a bathtub acting as a shower stall, which Lelouch stood naked in, choosing to shower and wait for Monica to join him.
As the hot water fell over him, Lelouch heard the shower curtain swipe aside, and the girl joined him.
Lelouch turned around and Monica kept hiding her nudity with her hands. "I said don't look!"
"Hey." He held her by her bare shoulders, looking into her eyes. "You're so beautiful Monica."
"But My Prince- Lelouch, I-"
He cut her off by kissing her again, wrapping Monica in his arms.
The blonde melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around him.
She had such a voloptuous womanly figure, a full hourglass, and a beautifully shaped ass. Lelouch stole a peek and Monica frowned.
"I am a bit nervous, but I do trust you Lelouch."
"I do actually need to wash, so that's a bit helpful."
Monica giggled. "I guess so."
Monica loosened up a little bit, and allowed Lelouch to view her breasts. Her boobs were large, round, soft, and topped with small pink pert nipples. Not being able to help himself, Lelouch took one in his mouth.
"Wait," she moaned. "We do need to shower first." she lightly pushed his head off her teat.
Lelouch lathered up his hands with some nearby soap, washing Monica down. She started to groan, gasping under his touch.
"Lelouch." she erotically whispered his name, Lelouch kissing her smooth neck softly while holding her.
Monica looked backward, kissing Lelouch tightly.
"Oh, you're hard."
Monica turned, Lelouch's cock was above average size, thick, and right now quite hard. Monica noticed how it was poking her in the side, stroking it slightly.
"That feels good." Lelouch admitted.
Monica used some soap as lotion to stroke Lelouch's proud length as they kissed under the shower.
Eventually, both teens were able to focus long enough to wash each other down. Lelouch was lucky enough to soap up Monica's big beautiful breasts and ass, then washing it away with the hot shower water. Lelouch's cock wasn't particularly dirty, but Monica enjoyed the soft sounds Lelouch made when she jerked him.
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Lelouch dried himself off first, leaving to his bed and then laying there quietly.
Monica walked out from the bathroom, its mirrors still stained from the steam of the shower, wearing nothing but a towel over her shoulders, cutely covering her breasts in the process.
Lelouch's cock hardened instantly at the sight of a naked Monica, and the only bit of light in the room was some moonlight through the window of Lelouch's dorm room. Lelouch took Monica into his arms again, standing up from the bed to kiss her pale, beautiful, warm, and smooth naked skin.
Monica gasped and moaned softly under his touch.
Contrary to what Lelouch was expecting Monica didn't begin shrieking at the top of her lungs when he suckled her breasts.
She merely panted, gasping quietly as Lelouch put each of her large tits in his mouth.
Lelouch's hand found its way down Monica's flat stomach, brushing past a small neatly trimmed light blonde bit of hair near her opening, and then reaching the apex of her legs.
Monica then shivered, her legs instictively tightening around Lelouch's hand when he began to rub her womanhood. "-Hngh!" she groaned.
Lelouch liked the sound, pecking her on the lips, and then suckling a teat, rolling the other breast in his hand, while his remaining hand began to explore Monica's insides.
'Is this his first time? If so, how is he this good at it?'
Monica's back began to arch, then feeling Lelouch's thumb furiously begin to rub her clitoris.
Both of them began to pant, and Monica could feel the boy moan for a moment when she palmed his cock, feeling his erection throb in her palm.
"Lelouch."
"Yes?" he asked.
"I want you, I want you inside of me." panted Monica.
"Yes?" he repeated.
"I need you inside of me."
Lelouch repositioned himself, his prick standing tall as he placed his hands on Monica's knees, standing on his own ones near the foot of the bed.
"Are you sure?"
Monica almost bit the tip of her index finger. "Mhm." she said, lying naked on the towel atop the bed.
Lelouch aligned himself with Monica's opening, then pushing in slowly.
She shrieked slightly. "Ah!" she winced, her bare legs tightening around a nude Lelouch.
"Are you alright?" he asked kindly.
"I'm fine, keep going."
Lelouch groaned.
Monica was impossibly tight, it was clearly her first time. Her hymen must've split from all the Knightmare training or from on its own somehow, since Lelouch didn't see any blood.
"Fuck, s-so good." Monica whispered, tying her ankles behind Lelouch's back. "Faster."
Lelouch began to lose himself being inside Monica's vagina. The girl was too much, her body so smooth and curvaceous, her skin and gorgeous blonde hair still a bit moist from the hot shower. He had never been with anyone before, and Monica was so beautiful. Lelouch's balls began to tighten, and every push in and out of Monica was pushing him closer and closer to the edge.
"M-Monica, I'm going to-" Lelouch held her face. "I'm going to cum."
"Inside me, it's fine." she panted, nodding quickly.
Lelouch tried closing his eyes to last longer, but the feeling of fucking Monica was still there. And when he looked down, the sight naked nubile girl in the moonlight, balls deep inside of her tight snatch, with a perfect body, was too much for him too.
He groaned, gasping as he let go, releasing himself in her.
Monica moaned as Lelouch pulled out, pumping so much cum into her that some of the white fluid leaked out.
Lelouch collapsed next to her, but the girl could keep going. The blonde straddled Lelouch, maddened by lust, she gripped his still hard prick and impaled herself upon it.
Lelouch moaned, his hands weakly rising to hold her hips as she rode his cock. Monica panted, bouncing on his rod with an ever eager pace.
"Y-Yes! Yes."
Monica placed her palms flat on Lelouch's chest, kissing him quickly before Lelouch palmed her bodacious ass.
"Fuuuck! Yes, yes, yes." Monica repeated, leaning back a little to ride his cock faster and faster.
Monica began to twitch and groan, her pace picking up until she could no longer bounce upon his manhood any faster. Monica froze for a second, then shaking fully, coating Lelouch's groin in her juices. The two basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking, before Monica quickly passed out, a smile upon her face.
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Lelouch looked over at Monica as she slept, it was approaching midnight.
Her naked form was still visible under Lelouch's white bedsheets, he kissed the middle of her spine, watching the last tiny bits of his semen spill out from her womanhood.
Lelouch wondered how exactly they had sex so quickly.
He had heard of couples his age late in their teenage years to meet up through dating apps after speaking for a week at most, to sometimes have sex the day they met. But Monica was different.
It was clear to him the love for her country, and the loyalty Monica shared for the crown and the Britannian cause was next to obsession. That it was her very purpose.
However, he wondered to himself what exactly Monica was supposed to be to him now. She couldn't be his girlfriend, not while he was engaged to Milly Ashford, and he had yet to wonder how Milly would feel now that he was sleeping with someone else.
Largely though, Lelouch felt safe, he'd have to cross that bridge when he came to it. There was a girl, as lovely as Monica, who not only was fine warming his bed, but fighting for him, stealing Knightmare data for him, protecting him.
That was more than fine in Lelouch's mind, and put many worries about his plans to get revenge for his mother at ease.
He wrapped an arm over a nude Monica's shoulders, drew her close, and drifted off to sleep.
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A/N: The original included naked girls and fanservice in only the third episode, so I thought. Hey, why not include a lemon? Sure Kallen didn't fuck Lelouch or something, but that was an anime, not a hentai. And this is an M rated fanfic.
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