C.C. was contently devouring a pizza while watching the "official" news on the new Knight of Zero Jeremiah Gottwald and the successors to the Knights of the Round suppress a rebellion in once independent Australia. It was of significant interest to her, as she had located the abandoned but in good repair home that Mao had mentioned to her and tentatively planned to go there if Lelouch and Suzaku didn't abandon or drastically revise Zero Requiem.
"In Emperor Lelouch's name, all known immediate family members of the terrorists are to administer the oath of fealty to his glorious reign under pain of being tortured to death for high treason. Back to you, Reginald."
C.C. giggled as she put down the plate and heard the door open. She didn't need to turn around now who it was given that maybe three people to access the Queen's quarters and only one of them wouldn't announce himself before hand.
"What amuses you, now?" the surprisingly dressed down in white entrant asked.
C.C. stood from the chair and moved to set Cheese-kun to look out the reinforced glass window. She was dressed in Lelouch's old white dress shirt since she had been alone (except Cheese-kun) reminiscing about the past two years. C.C. then stretched a little in a way to doubly tease her soul mate: first, in delaying answering his question a bit longer, and second, in revealing the tight pink panties.
"'Pain of being tortured to death for high treason' to all family? I know you love theatricality more than anything, but if you make such mustache-twirling proclamations, your either going to make Zero Requiem transparent to someone as clever as you later or have drop the plan."
Lelouch, unable to restrain himself, moved to C.C. and kissed her powerfully on her lips. She responded with tongue and lips enthusiastically for awhile until pulling away startled at Lelouch suddenly tickling her neck and landing on the spacious bed as Lelouch stood over her. He removed his shirt and she began to unbuttons hers, but at a slower, tantalizing speed.
"It wasn't all immediate family, it was 'all known immediate family.' This spreads reason to loathe me while allow for a wide discrepancy of millions of people not being tortured to dea... death." Lelouch was trying to speaking calmly, but his usual implacable demeanor was being overcome by the enticing view of C.C.'s absolute cleavage and her feet tracing over his black banana hammock once he had discarded his pants.
"With manipulation of information, especially through the sanctioned media, and with my now public use of Geass redeem Euphemia's name and to further blacken mine," Lelouch paused to lean over his beloved to make another passionate kiss. He opened up her shirt, exposing her perk breasts; flawless, except for the scar on her left breast in the shape of the Geass sigil. Lelouch kissed it and moved his right hand close to her already dampening panties.
"I can mislead my target and make them do what I want," Lelouch concluded with his trademark smirk and tickled her feet with his left hand. C.C. laughed and tried not to kick back too hard as he moved his right hand to help tickle between her toes.
"Demon," she said between laughs. "I can't remember the last time someone tickled me."
"I understand why. With these long, lovely lethal legs, I should have waited until you were wearing that bondage suit." Lelouch and C.C. playfully continued, until Lelouch ceased, as his prior lovemaking with C.C. had taught him to conserve his limited energy. He started to lean in for another kiss, but C.C. sat up to embrace him.
"I'm not going to be distracted by your kisses again. In fact," C.C. pushed back him back to a standing positioning. "I'm the one who will be using her mouth on you for awhile."
C.C. kissed down his chest to his pelvis. Look deeply into his amethyst eyes with her golden ones, she pulled down his strained undergarments. She began caress his balls with her hands and maneuvered her tongue around the tip of his member.
When she broken eye contact Lelouch leaned forward to smell her delightful long green hair. As C.C. licked his testicles and stoked his cock, Lelouch's hands moved to C.C.'s panties, and gradually drew them back to admire her callipygian body. She took his cock and sucked while her hands fondled his balls.
After a bit of heaven, Lelouch felt himself nearing completion, and warned C.C. as was his custom when she gave him fellatio. She generally only increased her vigor, but sometimes, particularly if they were role playing, she might choice to avoid it or have him cum on her face or breasts. She followed her habit of taking in his seed and deciding to swallow.
C.C. smiled as Lelouch stayed in after glow for awhile. "Shock and awe is still my favorite tactic."
"I'm in no position to criticize. Unless," Lelouch paused to look at her vulva, "I reciprocate."
C.C. smile broadened. "Though I don't like to turn down that offer, you could resume the gargalesis instead."
Lelouch looked inquisitively at her a moment. "Tickling." C.C. explained.
"I know what it means; I just don't know where you would have picked that up."
C.C. sighed. "Since you asked, I probably read it in from a publication by Sir G. Stanley Hall, the first President of Britannian Psychology Association."
Lelouch smiled, "Sometimes I forget your an old witch."
C.C. smiled back and threw a pillow at Lelouch. "Eat me."
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