Code Geass WR: Getting Focused

To his chagrin, Lelouch was once again walking through the hallways with an erection. Having Kallen within his power, spilling all of her closely guarded secrets so casually had aroused him. It had taken a tremendous expenditure of his will power to break away before his hormones had him taking advantage. But now as he tried to get his thoughts back on track, he was wondering why he hadn’t just gone ahead and used her to get off. With the way his geass power worked now there wouldn’t even be any consequences to such an action.

Now, he couldn’t be sure if his perverted id was affecting his analysis of the opportunities this new facet of geass had opened up. He was actually considering the whole enslaving his way through the Britannian Hierarchy until he reached Charles himself. It certainly seemed a more efficient plan than his current one, not to mention the sexual perks inherent in having an ever growing army of loyal minions. He was pretty sure there were drawbacks to this plan but for the life of him he couldn’t think of any at the moment, a mental block he was pretty sure had to do with his current aroused state.

Hmm…. At the very least, he needed to test out whether enslavement was possible with geass. It seemed likely but there could very well be issues with it that made using it less than optimal. He’d want to use it on an enemy…. Preferably an attractive female…

Lelouch grimaced inwardly. That last thought was a clear indicator that his mind was compromised by his libido and he resolved to do something about it before his next class. His eyes swept the hallway but it was quickly clearing out as the transitionary period was almost up. Still, there should be someone loitering around. Honestly, he hoped it would be Lilian. That girl was some sort of fellatio prodigy, her reputation as somewhat a slut would provide a cover story, and he’d already given her a command that would speed things along. Actually, it might be a good idea to set up a system whereas several girls were available throughout the day to see to his needs. That would keep his head clear.

The halls were nearly empty now and Lelouch was beginning to think masturbating in a bathroom stall was going to be his only answer when he remembered Monique.

Fortunately, he wasn’t far and he quickened his pace.

A minute later he pushed open the door to the roof, startling the girl just as she’d been reaching for it, “Oh! Ah… Hello Lelouch! Ooh, could I get by? I’m always running late to trigonometry!”

He activated his geass, “Come with me.”

Monique’s harried expression dissolved into one of happy acceptance, “Okay!”

She followed along behind him as he headed towards the wall, she’d dutifully marked every day at this time since he’d given her the command to do so. He placed his back against it as he took a moment to appreciate her cute face and body, particularly enjoying her silky black hair reminiscent of an Eleven’s.

He looked into her expectant blue eyes and used his power, “Every day at this time after you have marked the wall you will provide a hand job when asked for one.”

With a nod and a smile she said, “Yes of course. That sounds like fun.”

Despite, Monique’s clear inexperience it didn’t take Lelouch long to find release as he imagined C.C. taking her place as one of the girls devoted to keeping his libido in check. He thought it would be particularly nice to wake up each morning with his cock snugly inside C.C.’s cunt. When his orgasm hit, his pleasure was too great for him to do anything other than moan as Monique got out of the way and his cock fired long blasts of ropey cum so far as to disappear over the side of the building. He grunted and his hips jerked against his will as the girl continued to urge his cum out with her stroking hands as his prick softened.

Regaining his composure he shot the girl an annoyed look, “When performing handjobs all cum should go in your mouth. And… work on your technique for one hour a day. Your hand job was subpar and sloppy.”

Lelouch shoved his messy cock back into his pants and stalked off, more aggravated with himself than the girl.

Ten minutes later, Lelouch was sitting relaxed in his next class. He was finally able to concentrate, the low drone of the teacher’s voice providing a soothing backdrop to his thoughts. The **** plan was worth investigating if only as a backup plan to his current one. Destroying the Britannian Empire was his obsession but doing so on the field of battle was so much more satisfying than simply sweeping aside all of the pieces and declaring himself the winner. With all of his enemies ignorant of the power of geass, it would be ch1ld’s play to claim victory in that way. Unless of course his brazen use of the power **** his opponents to come up with some countermeasure. This was why it was probably best to continue to use it covertly.

Still, the idea of turning one of his opponents into a devoted sex **** certainly had its perks….

He shut his imagination down before it could resurrect his libido and instead focused on this game of Milly’s. Soccer… That game involved entirely way too much running. Honestly, he wasn’t in as bad shape as he pretended. It was just that the size of his genitals made running excruciating. The useful part wasn’t even the issue, his flaccid length able to run across the front of his hip. No it was the incredibly fat set of testicles bouncing and chafing against his thighs as he ran. It wasn’t as if their size did him any good, all they did was make his orgasms absurdly messy like something right out of the Elevens’ hentai.

Lelouch had tried to claim the goalie position during the strategy session but Rivalz had made excellent use of his position as Milly’s boyfriend to claim that coveted position. He had a half a mind to go find Milly bend her over her desk and fuck her till she screamed out in climax and declared him the goalie. Seriously, she was such a flirt Lelouch wouldn’t put it past her to stray a bit from his hapless friend. Lelouch would actually be doing the guy a favor if he plowed Milly and got it out of her system. Better a friend than some stranger…

He scowled as he realized the left turn his thoughts had taken. That was just silly. This whole soccer game was a non starter. He had work to do with the Black Knights on both days. Rather than sexually coerce Milly into making him the goalie, he would just go geass her into canceling the game entirely. That decided, Lelouch turned his mind to actually paying attention to the lesson. He had to keep up his grades after all.

After classes, Lelouch was heading to Milly’s locker when he tripped over something and went flying into the floor. Somehow his flailing hands weren’t there to catch him and he collided face first with the ground, knocked **** immediately.

He awoke and found himself instantly pulling at the restraints tying his hands and feet to a bed. Opening his eyes he instantly noticed that he was completely naked, his soft member lying unnaturally straight up and down upon his stomach, its length glistening with moisture. He jerked his head to the left as he noticed a woman sitting perched on the side of a nearby bed, watching him through lidded eyes. Noting the thick locks of green hair and the immense breasts pulling apart the sides of her unbuttoned blouse as to almost expose her nipples, he recognized the crazy nurse from earlier in the day. His mind was just working out who this imposture truly was…a Britannian spy? After Lelouch or Zero?… when it jerked to a halt as he noticed the naked girl strewn across the woman’s lap. The green haired woman rested one hand on the plump curve of her bottom while the other clearly disappeared between the girl’s thighs.

Lelouch’s eyes went to the girl’s head hanging off the side of the bed, her long auburn hair flowing-Shirley!

He remained silent so as not to betray anything, content to let his captor reveal her intentions. She merely gazed back at him with an amused smile. After a moment she lifted the hand from between Shirley’s legs and licked the shiny fingertips, “Mmmmm….tasty. Tastier than her plain little dreams in fact.”

The woman looked him in the eyes, “You…you though…you’ve got delicious cum that make’s a girl’s toes curl! But that’s nothing next to those fantastic dreams of yours! I could feast on you all day!”

Lelouch blinked. Spy, she was not. Try: raving lunatic.

He activated his geass and commanded her, “You are my ****.”