Master's Pets (Code Geass) (Patreon)
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Poll Winner
Themes: Threesome, Loving Sex, Submission
Summary: After the second battle for Tokyo, Lelouch is devastated. C.C., whose mind has returned to that of a slave, wants to ease her master's pain, but doesn't know how. When Kallen enters the room, C.C. immediately realizes how attracted Kallen is to Lelouch. With this in mind, she immediately takes the initiative to comfort her master.
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“Lelouch…?”
As she steps into the room, Kallen finds it to be quite dark. In fact, the only source of light is from a flickering fireplace that shows off the silhouette of high back chair… and the man sitting in it, holding an empty glass of some sort of alcohol next to an empty bottle of the same. Except… the smell of alcohol is not present in the room like one would expect if Lelouch were drunk. Leaving Kallen to wonder just how long the man had been sitting there. How long had it been since he drank that bottle? Hours? Days, even?
“You.”
Because of how dark the room is, Kallen doesn’t see C.C. until the other woman is already on top of her. Startled, the Knightmare Pilot almost reflexively attacks, before holding back her instinctive response given who it is. C.C. has never been violent, after all. Then again, maybe she should have thought again, because all of the sudden, the green-haired woman is grabbing her by the shoulders and pulling her in close.
“You love him. You love him with all your heart, don’t you?”
That’s-! To be confronted in such a way… Kallen tries to glance over to where Lelouch is staring into the fire, but C.C. grabs her by her jaw and forces her to make eye contact again.
“Don’t look at him. He’s not here with us right now. He’s with his sister. But if we let him stay with her too long… he won’t ever come back to us. Do you understand? We need to bring him back. We need to show him that this is still a world worth living in.”
What… what was she saying? Was she saying Lelouch was contemplating suicide? The very idea seemed patently unthinkable. And yet at the same time…
The Second Battle for Tokyo had been a disaster for all parties involved. Shit had hit the fan… and then kept hitting the fans about fifty more times, resulting in the fan depositing said shit ALL over the fucking room.
But Lelouch… Lelouch had lost most of all. He’d lost his sister, he’d lost Nunally. Kallen wasn’t an idiot. She knew full well that Nunally was one of Lelouch’s only reasons for living. She was his reason for most everything he’d done so far, in fact. At the end of the day, he wanted to make a world where his little sister could be safe. And now she was dead.
Given that, was it any wonder that Lelouch might contemplate ending it all? No, rather… was it not a testament to just how strong he was that days later, he HADN’T ended it all yet?
“I see you begin to understand. He needs us. Just as much as we need him.”
Kallen blushes at C.C.’s words. The green-haired woman had always been incredibly irreverent and a complete lay about for as long as Kallen had known her. She’d never shown this level of care for anyone, including Lelouch, before now. In fact, she’d never shown this level of INTEREST in anything before, at least not in Kallen’s presence.
And yet here C.C. is, staring at her with wide, manic eyes, clutching at Kallen in anticipation and with clear expectations. In the end, what else can Kallen do, really? Her shoulders slump and she nods. Because C.C. is right. She does love Lelouch. And she does need him.
“What… what can we do?”
A smile spreads across C.C.’s face at that. And suddenly Kallen wonders exactly what she just agreed to.
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As it turns out… she agreed to do something she’s been wanting to do for a while. She’s just never had the courage. But C.C.’s plan… well, it makes sense in a way. And it helps that they’ll be helping each other, rather than competing with one another. And so Kallen finds herself crawling right alongside the green-haired woman, stripped down to her birthday suit as they slowly reach the back of Lelouch’s chair and then slowly split off to crawl around it.
Arriving at the other side, Kallen gets her first view of Lelouch in days, even as she kneels right next to C.C. like they’d discussed.
“Master~ I brought someone for you. A pet who wants to show her affection… to show you how important you are to her… to us.”
Kallen jolts. THAT they hadn’t discussed. Where was this ‘Master’ coming from? On the one hand… Kallen had long been Zero’s Q1. She followed his orders without question. Not because she was his slave, but because she was his soldier and trusted his plans. But now she’s kneeling in front of a despondent, broken Lelouch, naked as can be, and C.C. is calling her a pet.
It’s embarrassing… but she’s already agreed to follow C.C.’s lead on this. So she can’t back out now. And besides… it actually works. Lelouch’s eyes, which had been fixed on the fire and thus above their heads, finally flicker away and slowly slide down to them.
He doesn’t suddenly light up with joy or shock or surprise at seeing Kallen and C.C. naked before him. He doesn’t suddenly pull out his cock and ravage them both like there’s no tomorrow. But… there is something in his eyes that wasn’t there before. And Kallen might be imagining it, but she thinks she sees the barest hint of a smile on his face as well.
“… Kallen?”
Blushing profusely, Kallen freezes in place for a moment until C.C. nudges her hard in the side. Looking over at the green-haired woman shows that she’s all but drilling her with her eyes, imploring her to play along. W-Well… it might not have been how Kallen ever wanted this to go, but she could… play along, she supposed.
“Master… it’s as C.C. said. We’re here to show you how important you are to us.”
And then, Kallen leans forward. C.C. does the same, this part something they had discussed. Their hands come up and they work together to free Lelouch’s cock from its confines. For a brief moment, Kallen fears that he’ll be suffering from whiskey dick or something. Or that, even if he’d run out of alcohol days ago, that he wouldn’t be able to get it up on account of… well, the depression.
Indeed, despite having two beautiful naked women before him, Lelouch is soft when they first extract his cock and wrap their hands around it. However… it doesn’t take long for that to change. Working together, Kallen and C.C. slide their palms along Lelouch’s shaft. Kallen’s eyes almost go crossed as he begins to grow and grow in her hands.
… She can sort of understand why Lelouch’s father, the Emperor of Britannia, has such a large harem with so many children now. Especially if Lelouch inherited THIS from his dad. Once fully erect, Lelouch is sporting the biggest cock that Kallen has ever seen. To be fair, she hasn’t seen many, and she’s actually never touched one before Lelouch, but even still… it’s huge.
Luckily, she has C.C. backing her up. With the two of them working together, Lelouch’s cock goes from being an insurmountable problem, to something that they can tackle so long as they give it their all. Their hands slide along his shaft and cup his balls, and eventually they even lean forward and begin licking and lapping at his big fat cock.
Kissing the tip, Kallen looks up into Lelouch’s eyes, hoping to see a reaction there. He groans in pleasure and his hands clutch at the arms of the chair… but beyond that, she still sees so much pain in his eyes. There’s desolation in that gaze. Like he doesn’t know if he’ll ever be able to feel again. Kallen truly wants nothing more than to make him happy. Engulfing his cockhead in her lips, she sucks at it as hard as she can. But will it be enough?
Evidently not, at least by C.C.’s estimation. Because only a few minutes into Kallen beginning to bob up and down on Lelouch’s shaft, the green-haired woman’s lips are suddenly at her ear, whispering to her.
“You need to go further. You need to get up there and ride him.”
Kallen’s eyes widen at that and she comes off of Lelouch’s cock with a pop, looking over at C.C. in disbelief.
“M-Me… why not you?”
But C.C. just shakes her head back and forth.
“It won’t have as much meaning if it comes from me. I’m nothing but a slave… Master’s slave yes, but a slave, nonetheless. But you’re his pet. And a pet will always be more beloved than a slave. It has to be you, Kallen. He needs you.”
For a long moment, Kallen just stares at C.C. in disbelief. All of that talk about slaves and pets… it was finally beginning to dawn on the Knightmare Pilot that something was seriously off with C.C.’s entire demeanor. And yet… she was already in too deep. Lelouch’s throbbing mast was in their hands, the man himself was seated in front of them… and truth be told, Kallen didn’t have any other ideas for how to get him out of this funk.
She needed to make it clear to Lelouch just how much she loved him. She needed him to know how much he mattered to her. With that… she nods her head and slowly crawls to her feet and into Lelouch’s lap.
He grunts as she climbs atop him, straddling his waist. Thankfully the chair is big enough for the both of them, because his hands don’t go to her hips to help steady her or anything like that. They remain braced on the arms of the chair, as though he doesn’t think he deserves this but doesn’t know how to truly reject her.
Before he can figure it out, Kallen wraps her arms around his neck and slowly lowers herself onto his cock. C.C. holds it in place for her, helping her to impale herself upon Lelouch’s throbbing member. The big fat dick goes up inside of her inch by inch, with Kallen shuddering and her eyes fluttering as she descends. He’s very, very large… and she never thought in a million years that she would be the one doing this.
She’d figured that C.C. would take the role for herself. It had made sense that Kallen would be relegated to a support position. And she’d been okay with that because… well, because she was nervous to do anything more. Yet here she was all the same, burying Lelouch’s cock inside of her. Filling herself with…with her Master’s member.
Maybe C.C. was right. Maybe this was what Lelouch needed. Though she didn’t like the way C.C. had differentiated between them. She didn’t like how the other woman had called herself a slave. No… it would be better if it was a pair of pets instead. Pets for Lelouch to look after. Pets for Lelouch to be able to rely upon, and to know were relying upon him in return.
Moaning and groaning as she begins to slide up and down his length, Kallen leans in close, her tits right in front of Lelouch’s face.
“M-Master Lelouch… please… my poor sensitive breasts require attention. P-Please don’t… leave them hanging.”
… Okay, so maybe it’s a little ham-fisted and ridiculous. Maybe she’s- Kallen’s eyes widen, as Lelouch suddenly reaches up and grasps her breasts. It had worked?! The red head tosses her head back and moans as he begins to fondle and squeeze her tits. He even leans in and latches onto one of her nipples with his teeth, biting into her teat and sending spasms of sensation through her body.
She wasn’t lying about her tits being sensitive, but even still, she hadn’t thought he would actually respond to such a thing! She just hadn’t been able to think of anything else. But as it turns out, nothing else is needed. Kallen mewls and moans, bouncing up and down on Lelouch’s cock as he goes to town on her chest.
Meanwhile, down below, C.C. is playing the support role that Kallen had initially envisioned for herself. She can hear the green-haired woman sucking on Lelouch’s ball sack and can feel C.C.’s hands moving around. Of course, that doesn’t stop Kallen from being VERY surprised when the other woman suddenly spreads her ass cheeks apart and sticks a finger up her backdoor.
Squealing, Kallen’s eyes widen in response to the sudden surprise penetration. At the same time though, C.C.’s actions cause her pussy walls to clench down on Lelouch’s cock all the harder, prompting him to let out a muffled but heartfelt groan into her chest. She was just about to tell C.C. off too, but if it increases Lelouch’s enjoyment…
Kallen blushes and stays quiet, or at least stays quiet about that. Meanwhile, she’s still moaning up a storm, even as she fucks herself upon her Master’s cock and gets fingered in the ass by her fellow pet. Mewling and panting and gasping for air, it’s not long before the red-haired Knightmare Pilot finds herself cresting over a peak she hadn’t even known she was reaching.
Cumming HARD on Lelouch’s cock, Kallen sees stars. She never thought that this was how it would go. Their first time together. She hadn’t even been ready to fully believe such a first time together could ever happen. And yet… here they were. And as Kallen slowly recovers from her first orgasm, she rapidly feels the second approaching. Especially when Lelouch’s hands descend from her tits to her hips and he suddenly starts thrusting up into her from below with powerful motions.
Kallen thought she had a pretty sizable amount of Lelouch’s large mast inside of her already, but then he takes over and suddenly she’s got way more than she knows what to do with. Her Master grunts as he proceeds to properly claim her, proving that even though she’s on top, he’s still the one in charge. He fucks Kallen from below with powerful, punishing thrusts… and Kallen cries out again and again, orgasming around his cock over and over.
Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Kallen is slammed down upon Lelouch’s cock one final time and then filled with his seed. Her eyes roll up in her head for a moment and she gurgles helplessly at the pleasure of being stuffed full of her Master’s cum. Would it really be all that bad, being Lelouch’s faithful pet? Would it truly be that… that much of a hardship?
“Kallen…”
Her Master’s voice fills her ears, even as he slowly pulls her up off of his cock. Kallen crawls down from his lap and takes up position next to C.C. once more, kneeling there between his legs as his seed leaks down her thighs. The two naked women stare up at Lelouch and he stares back at them, no longer seeming quite so dead to the world. In fact, the look in his eyes… it sends a shiver down Kallen’s spine.
It’s a good look, the red head decides. A very good look indeed~