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A Domineering Britannian (Code Geass)
🕑 Added 2020-12-04 17:47:29 +0000 UTCPoll Winner
Themes: Seduction, Dom/Sub, Rough Sex
Summary: Lelouch didn’t manage to convince Kallen completely that he isn’t Zero. So Kallen decides that she has to know for sure if Lelouch is Zero no matter what, even if it means seducing him. She is sure that seducing a Brittanian student won’t be to difficult. She couldn’t know how wrong she was.
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Sitting in the Student Council Room, pretending to poor over the paperwork in front of her, Kallen finds herself thinking very hard about recent events. Specifically, she finds herself thinking about the only other person in the room with her, Lelouch Lamperouge. The Vice President of the Student Council is, from what Kallen has been able to find out so far, your stereotypical spoiled Britannian brat.
Oh sure, his parents might be dead, and his sister is certainly worthy of her pity, but Kallen isn’t about to give him any bonus points for that. He goes to Ashford, he’s a Britannian in her occupied country of Japan, now known as Area Eleven thanks to his people. As far as Kallen is concerned, regardless of her own half-Britannian heritage, he’s everything she’s fighting to overthrow with her extracurricular revolutionary activities.
Or… is he? It’d all ended up a bit derailed, but Kallen still recalled the things Lelouch had said. It was incredibly suspicious, as if he knew far more than he was supposed to about the events of that night. Was it possible he really was Zero? Did she buy that alibi of his that had popped up? Kallen truly wasn’t certain, and the problem was… she needed to be.
For all that she acted the part of a frail young woman, Kallen was really anything but. She was a Knightmare Pilot, and you couldn’t be frail if you were going to be piloting one of those massive mechs. Regardless, if Lelouch and Zero WERE one and the same, Kallen HAD to no. If Lelouch was Zero, then Kallen would need to… well, tell someone, right?
The only thing that remained was how to figure it out for sure. And Kallen, as much as it galled her to admit it, had only come up with one real option, one true choice that would allow her to… well, worm her way into Lelouch Lamperouge’s good graces. She was going to have to seduce him. He was Britannian after all, and Kallen knew full well from her own life experiences how weak Britannian men were to Japanese women. Sure, she was only half-Japanese… but still.
It was unlike anything she’d ever done before though. She was still a virgin, and in fact still hadn’t had her first kiss. In the face of working towards independence for her people and country, such things ultimately seemed meaningless though. If she had to give them up just to get in Lelouch’s confidence and find out the truth of him, preferably through pillow talk… well, then Kallen would do what she had to do.
Mind made up, the red head abruptly stands, drawing Lelouch’s eye. The Student Council Vice President blinks those violet eyes of his in a sedate manner as she bites her lower lip and slowly begins walking towards him, trailing her fingers along the table and trying to put a bit of sway in her hips.
“I need a break… wouldn’t you agree, Vice President?”
Looking down at his own paperwork, Lelouch lets out a chuckle.
“Certainly, a break does sound nice. Perhaps we can go grab some drinks from the machine down the hall.”
Getting closer to the Britannian, Kallen casually but also pointedly reaches up and pops open the top button of her school uniform’s blouse.
“Oh? Are you a little hot under the collar, Mr. Vice President? Need to… cool off?”
Now he’s giving her his undivided attention, turned in his chair to face her as he frowns slightly.
“Ms. Stadtfeld… what is this?”
She had no idea what she was doing, but she was in too deep to back out at this point. Unbuttoning the next button on her blouse, showing off more of her cleavage and the beginnings of her scarlet bra, Kallen bats her eyelashes. It seems like the thing to do.
“We’re all alone here, Mr. Vice President. Everyone has gone home for the day. Anything could happen…”
For a brief moment, Lelouch just stares at her blankly and Kallen wonders if she’s completely misstepped. Is it possible… is it possible that Lelouch Lamperouge is gay? He’s just staring at her, and practically all of Kallen wants to back down, to back off, to laugh it off like it was a bad joke. But she knows better, she knows she has to see this through, it’s too late not to at this point. So, she slowly, with as much seduction and sexual energy as she can, reaches up and undoes the third button on her blouse.
Lelouch’s eyes flicker down to it, and then his lips curl into a small smirk as he looks up at her again.
“That we are, Ms. Stadtfeld. And you’re right, anything could.”
For a moment, Kallen freezes up in the face of this victory. It’s working, it’s actually working… but before she can continue on, before she can lean into it even further, the Vice President surges up out of his chair. His hands grab her by the arms, and he has her pinned against the table in a second, with it taking all of Kallen’s concentration not to subconsciously use her unarmed self-defense training to get him off of her.
After all, this is what she wants, even if it’s not what she expected.
As he pins her in place, Lelouch leans in close enough that she can feel his hot breath ghosting across her cheek.
“Anything could happen, Ms. Stadtfeld… the only question is, do you WANT something to happen.”
She was in it now. This was all part of the plan. But at the same time, it wasn’t exactly what she’d thought he would do. She’d expected him to stutter and stammer a lot more. Instead, the confidence she’s getting from Lelouch is precisely the sort of confidence she might expect to get from Zero. Except, Zero had never been quite so sexually aggressive. He’d never been so… domineering either.
Sputtering a bit, Kallen stares into Lelouch’s violet eyes as she answers him with a stammer.
“M-Maybe I do!”
But the Britannian man just shakes his head, offering a sardonic smile as he continues to hold her in place.
“I don’t deal in ‘maybes’, Ms. Stadtfeld.”
And then he lets go of her, as if he’s going to just leave her hanging like that. Kallen is startled to realize she’s actually a little wet, even as she jolts forward in the next moment, grabbing Lelouch by the wrist and spinning him back around.
“W-Wait!”
Before she can even properly catch up to what’s going on, she’s dropped to her knees and is beginning to work open her shirt the rest of the way. Lelouch just stares down at her expectantly, and Kallen flushes, mouth opening and closing but no words coming out. She doesn’t know what to say. This really isn’t going how she intended. But she knows… she knows she needs to follow through. She can’t just stop now.
With her blouse fully unbuttoned, Kallen gropes her bra-clad tits for a moment, biting her lower lip.
“W-What do you think? D-Do you like them?”
“Stop talking.”
His sharp words cause Kallen to shudder as he reaches down and unbuckles his own belt. She can only watch, eyes wide, as his cock is soon freed of its confines. It’s… much bigger than she thought it would be. When he places a hand atop her head and presses his member into her face, rubbing it back and forth across her cheeks, Kallen can’t help but whimper. She STILL hasn’t had her first kiss.
“Well? Open up, if you’re serious about this. We can take a break this way, if that’s what you really want.”
She didn’t… she didn’t WANT this… right? This was all just to get information out of him. And yet, she’s undeniably wet as she opens wide and lets him slide his sizable Britannian member past her lips. Was this what her mother felt, when her father seduced her all those years ago? Why was… why was it so easy for her to submit to Lelouch Lamperouge? His tone, his aura of authority… it was overwhelming.
Slowly, he slides in and out of her mouth, forcing Kallen to bob up and down in an inexperienced manner on his dick. She does her best, sucking and slurping, but in truth, she really has no clue what she’s doing, and it shows. Lelouch leads the way, mostly, but that really just takes the form of him sliding her back and forth across his cock, groaning once in a while as he enjoys her mouth.
Drool and saliva drip down from her chin onto her bra-clad breast, slipping between her cleavage as she kneels there with her hands gripping tightly at her skirt, her blouse fully open, her body half-exposed. She can’t believe she’s doing this, but at the same time… at the same time…
“Alright, I’m ready.”
Kallen blinks, only to be pulled off of Lelouch’s cock. The Vice President of the Student Council pulls her from the floor by her hair, causing her to yelp a little in pain and discomfort. Then, he grabs her by her hips and lifts her up onto the table right then and there. Spreading her legs wide by grabbing hold of her knees, Lelouch steps between them, occupying the space betwixt her thighs.
His hands on her knees slide up to her skirt, which he gathers and bunches up around her waist, exposing her panty-clad crotch. Her panties, the same scarlet as her bra, are a little soaked through at this point, and Kallen blushes crimson when she realizes this, her body trembling slightly from what it anticipates is about to happen.
Hooking a finger into the side of her panties, Lelouch slips them off of her pussy, exposing it to open air, and more importantly, his cock. Just like that, Kallen has a Britannian man’s massive member pressed up against her dripping wet slit. She freezes in place, expecting to be deflowered on the spot… but once again, Lelouch pauses and gives her a considering look.
“Do you actually want this, Kallen? Do you want me to fuck you like this, right here on the table? This doesn’t have to go any further.”
He’s giving her an out. And in that moment, Kallen knows Lelouch isn’t Zero. He can’t be. Because Zero… Zero would have continued until the battle was won. Zero wouldn’t have stopped until he conquered her. Lelouch allowing her to just… end things made it impossible for it to be him, right?
And yet, despite this ‘epiphany’, Kallen also didn’t want him to actually stop. She didn’t want this to end. What she wanted… what she wanted was her first kiss. Rather than answering Lelouch verbally, Kallen gathers up the tattered remains of her courage to pull one last aggressive move, her arms wrapping around Lelouch’s neck and pulling the young man in for a deep, tongue-filled kiss.
It’s incredibly messy at first, entirely inexperienced… until Lelouch takes over and proceeds to dominate her mouth with his tongue in no time flat. From there, his hands go to her sides… and a moment later he’s inside of her, no more hesitation, no more chances to back out at the last second. He takes her virginity and doesn’t stop, fucking her like a man possessed as she cries out into his mouth in turn, her body shaking and spasming.
Here she is, sat on the edge of the table in the Student Council Room. Her blouse is open, her skirt is hiked up, and her panties are pushed to the side. If anyone she knew could see her now, she’d never be able to live it down. And yet… and yet, she can’t get enough of Lelouch’s cock. The way he fucks her is hard and fast from the very beginning, like despite his hesitance, he doesn’t know any other way to take her, to claim her.
Of course, she’s not really going to let him claim her. She’s not going to be some Britannian boy’s booty call like her mother had become for her father. She’s not- ohfuckthatfeelsamazing!
Kallen’s eyes go crossed, threatening to roll back in her head as Lelouch’s cock hits a new spot somewhere deep inside of her cunt on his latest thrust. A veritable squeal leaves her lips only to be swallowed up by Lelouch’s mouth as she cums on the spot, explosively and powerfully. The question of whether he noticed or not is quickly answered as he breaks their kiss and proceeds to neck her, getting bolder and more aggressive by the second.
Her blouse comes off a moment later, and then he’s unclasping her bra as well. As soon as it’s off too, his hands are on her tits and Kallen is being fucked AND groped as Lelouch sucks at her neck. It’s more than she ever thought possible, more pleasure than she could have expected. Moaning like a wanton whore rather than the freedom fighter she’s supposed to be, Kallen feels herself giving in to Lelouch Lamperouge’s amazing sexual techniques.
No Britannian boy had any right being this good at sex, but there was no denying the facts. He felt amazing, and the way he was dominating her, taking her, fucking her like she was already his… it felt amazing too. Kallen rapidly loses track of the number of times she orgasms on Lelouch’s cock, but ultimately that doesn’t matter, because the last one is the only one that truly counts.
With a loud groan, Lelouch cums inside of her. He doesn’t ask for permission… just like Kallen doubts her father did with her mother. He just… does it, and unbeknownst to Kallen, this is one hundred percent a sexual trigger for her. With a loud cry, the Half-Japanese girl cums explosively one last time, her tightening, clenching cunt squeezing every last drop of Lelouch’s ensuing load out of him and into her.
When he’s finally done, Kallen isn’t sure what to do. She’s not sure what to think. Everything is… blurry and out of focus as she finds herself slumping backwards onto her back, laid out across the table, her legs dangling off of it, Lelouch’s cum dripping from betwixt her thighs.
“… I enjoyed our break, Ms. Stadtfeld. Until next time.”
And like that, he walks away, back to his own place at the table, back to his own paperwork. Staring at the ceiling of the Council Room, dazed and unfocused, Kallen tries to put herself back together and finds it so very hard to do. She… she WAS sure that Lelouch wasn’t Zero, right?
… But what if he was? What if she needed to continue ‘researching’ the issue whenever she had the opportunity? Yes… she didn’t have her answer yet. She needed to experience more of Lelouch’s domineering personality versus Zero’s leadership to know for sure, one way or the other.
Wiggling there on the table, Kallen blushes, completely and utterly compromised at this point, even if she’s not really willing to admit it.
Comments
Colin Peden
Good opener, glad that this became a series, but really hope to see a lot more chapters, someday.
Akuma-Heika
I am hoping for a sequel...not sure how I want it to go, but I definitely want a sequel...or two...hell maybe a dozen :p Edit: Is this the secret of Britannia conquests? Do their women have the same seductive abilities, or is it limited to men? Only members of the aristocracy or commoners as well? Lelouch has a lot of research to do :p
