Chapter 4: Wining and Fucking in a Hot Tub

Over in the garden, Lelouch finally did let himself relax. The rest of Kallen’s family had left their estate here in Japan but she had clearly been doing a good job taking care of the place. The bushes and flowers must have been at least the height of a Knightmare Frame. Nice enough to look at, but considering the garden was only under a transparent glass enclosure, it also gave him a feeling of security. Stripping out of his clothes, he sat naked in the bubbling hot tub waters.

Lelouch let himself sink down to his neck. In that warm heat, he realized just how open he let himself be with someone else. It was the first time he had done such a thing, he hadn’t been that vulnerable even with CC, and having said it, it felt like a weight had been lifted off his chest. Here all alone, all his worries melted away. He wasn’t thinking about the war effort and he wasn’t thinking about his family. He wasn’t even thinking about whatever strange plans his dear father had been up to in secret behind the empire. The meaning of the Geass and destiny and whatever else there was. No right now, he was totally in the moment.

Closing his eyes he sighed in contentment and said in a low voice, “Now only the mistress of the house is missing.”

He heard a faint female voice say, “Did you miss me?”

His heart bloomed in his chest hearing her. Lelouch lazily opened his eyes in response, but he quickly woke up when he saw her. Standing there at the entrance of the garden was Kallen. She had ditched her earlier clothes for a gold satin negligee. It was as elegant as ever given a woman of her status but also very sultry, sleeveless and clinging to her shapely hips and everything else wonderful about her body. At the bustline were embroidered two rose designs, and he fast found himself staring at her chest, her cleavage. The outlines of her body, her breasts, shone under the sunlight shining through and Kallen herself under the shadows of the plants, there was no hint of the dominatrix Lady Stadtfeld or his trusted retainer Q-1. All he could think was that she looked fairer than the noblest ladies of the court, deserving to be his empress.

Kallen saw his eyes looking at her. Having gone to all this trouble to impress him, she blushed shyly. But there was no doubt about her intentions dressing up that way either, and under her fine wear, her body bloomed with lust all over again.

Looking straight at him, she slyly batted her eyes in that feminine way, something that she hadn’t done since attending her family’s many balls and dances and said, “Your Highness, you embarrass me.”

How she said it and the way she was dressed, her manner of presenting himself, he shivered that instant. He was already pitching a tent since getting in the water, a residual effect of all their earlier petting, but staring at her and then that subtle seduction on her part, it felt like his boner jumped up that instant, that’s how much it surprised him. Lelouch that deep in the bubbling waters, Kallen could only see his face, but she hadn’t failed to notice it either.

No less horny, he had begun to snap out of his trance. He just noticed that she was carrying a bag and a bucket. In the bucket there was a bottle.

Not that he had time to focus on these minor details for long. Kallen set them both down and then slowly advanced towards him. A giddy smile lit up his face, he felt like an idiot but he didn’t care. She smiled right back as she continued to walk and then she stopped.

Hands on her hips, she began to move them. Side to side and rotating them front and back, she was moving herself like the lap dancers that he and Rivalz, and later Rolo, would see at some of the more illicit clubs in town. Standing up and looking at him in that alluring set, he was thinking of all the ways she had moved her body on him. Was wanting her all over again.

In a flash, she threw both her arms up, crossing them together. She looked down with a smile on her face eyes closed, and lowered her hips, this was definitely a mating ritual. Her breasts were jiggling as she did so, and her posture and the way she was moving her hips in and out made it look like an exotic dancer who would only give favors to the highest of Britannian nobles. Every second she was slowly sauntering on over to him, making sure to shake her hips as she did so. Lelouch heard the sleazy club music in his ears as every one of her smooth movements had him in a trance.

Then in another flash, she spun herself around on one foot with a nimble dexterity so her behind was showing in front of him. Kallen knew she had him and was ready to make things more fun. Bending lower, she gave him a good show of her ass sticking out, knowing he’d enjoy the view. A beady grin crossed her face, wondering how much of an idiot he looked like. The way she was moving now was nothing so nimble as her slow and sensual dance earlier. She was twerking that ass fast, Lelouch was thinking that he’d just like to shove his dick in between those cheeks and let her break it right off.

Acting like that and tempting him, it was getting her so wet. Laughing silently to herself, she spanked her ass with such force that her cheek shook. The sudden movement almost made him jump, and as good as those jacuzzi waters felt, he wanted nothing more than to get on up and take her right there. But he was also enjoying the show, and after how crazy their last two romps in the sack had been, he would not spoil it with a single crazy fuckfest. He’d let her do her thing.

Kallen had gotten so into her seduction routine that she didn’t even feel the back of her negligee slip up. Her butt was already sticking out, but now Lelouch saw her skimpy garb hike up her delicious derriere. If it had gone up any further, she would have been wearing a thong.

Not that Kallen minded. You don’t mess with a happy accident, and she was ready to give him one hell of a show. As she was still bouncing her ass up and down, him too distracted to look at anything else, she held her arms close to her chest. Even if Lelouch hadn’t been gawking at that bodacious booty, he wouldn’t have noticed her reach for her bustline and find the hem of her negligee. She bit her lip and looked back at him with a naughty grin.

Very slowly, Kallen turned around to look at him again. Holding her chest, Lelouch became glassy eyed like a doll as she pulled down the front of the negligee, baring her massive breasts before him. No stranger to having the gorgeous woman before him, he had been pining for her so badly after their emotional connection in that hallway, and now watching her bait him, he felt like a little boy seeing a woman naked for the first time all over again. He didn’t feel the warm waters caressing his naked form, all he felt was his penis getting harder and harder with every second, desperately seeking satisfaction.

She wanted to see how long he’d last before he broke. Playing with her breasts, she kneaded them, feeling them up, and moaning softly in front of him. Kallen put on a show too, she was closing her eyes and moaning loud, sending shivers up Lelouch’s spine. The only thing keeping him from ravishing her was he knew that if he stepped out of line, she could kick his ass in a heartbeat.

Just reflecting on that one thought made him think back on their previous two romps and made him want her even more. Watching her, Kallen took her hard nipples into her hands and pinched them, playing with them. Being this open with Lelouch and openly tempting him was getting her so turned on. Touching herself like that let her indulge in her lusts, it felt so good to outright masturbate in front of a guy.

While touching herself, Kallen started dancing again. Using her hips and rotating her torso just like before, she massaged her tits at that same rate in tune with the way she was moving the rest of her body. She was moaning deeper now and it turned Lelouch on in a way that hadn’t when he was at those clubs. Those women were just looking to get as much cash as possible. The goddess in front of him wanted it for real.

“Oh Lelouch...” she whined in a sweet voice that made him tingle.

“Oh mommy...” he said without thinking.

Kallen giggled a dark sound full of lust and anticipation. Standing up, she suddenly stopped her erotic dance and looked him straight in the eyes. Smiling at him, his breath caught in his throat when she began undoing her negligee. Her flat stomach accentuated with well defined abdominal muscles was her proof as a warrior and her great heaving breasts and wide hips had only made her dance that much more seductive. Just as naked as her, he did not want to have her as a thrall or a master, he wanted to have her like a wife.

He wasn’t looking into her eyes, he was looking at all of her. Picking up the bag and bucket, she set them at the edge of the jacuzzi. Then he watched as she lifted up each of her sexy legs and stepped into the waters with him. Her mesmerizing figure shimmered under the surface of the water, she swam on over to him.

Wrapping her arms around his head, she uttered a breathy moan on his face. Her breasts floated in the water on his chest, his boner was on her naked stomach, inches away from her vagina. Their faces that close, staring into her eyes, and the way she just blew him away, he was speechless. He couldn’t think straight, couldn’t think of anything to say, their bodies were locked together. Crinkling her brow as she smiled, she wiped a line of drool down his chin. “You’re drooling like a little boy,” she said in a dark whisper. “And from this big thing burning down under me, I can tell you liked my samba.”

Finally regaining his nerve, Lelouch said, “Yes, very much! But uh, where did you learn to dance like that?”

He was speaking rapidly like an excited child, and some of his words were said so hastily that they came out like frantic sounds and not words. But she understood him well enough. One arm still around the back of his head, she calmly pushed her hair behind one of her ears and simply said, “As a child I always wanted to become a dancer. So I took lessons. I learned classical dances like ballet and waltz.” Then holding his head with both hands again she looked down to the side and said, “But I also learned the samba and tango.”

That answer honestly did surprise him. Kallen had proven herself to be a woman of many talents, and in each of their intimate encounters he learned something new about her. Swallowing a lump in his throat he finally found the guts to speak honestly and said, “Why did you stop? You’re very talented.”

Especially with the tango. Isn’t one of the rules that the partners’ chests have to be locked at all times? He was already aware of their mutual desire for each other, but this close was making it so much worse for her with how he felt her nipples hardening on his skin.

Blushing slightly she looked up at him and said, “I don’t think I could ever find a partner who could keep up with me. Besides, it was only a little girl’s dream. But enough talking about that. We should celebrate.”

With one arm still looped around Lelouch’s neck, she leaned on over to the edge of the jacuzzi. Not looking away from him and not letting go, she reached for the bucket and pulled something out. He heard the clinking of glass and then she brought it into view. Handing it closer to him, he whistled in amazement.

“Kallen, th-this is ... Champagne Dom Periont Classic. Brood three liters, from 2003. Do you know what a bottle of this usually goes for?”

She wasn’t so flustered and simply said, “Yes. Only appropriate for the occasion, right?” He tilted his head and arched an eyebrow in surprise. Clearly he didn’t know. “Tomorrow we will deal Britannia a grievous blow they will never recover from. I was also thinking we could teach Suzaku a lesson or two.”

“What did you have in mind?”

Narrowing her eyes she smiled thinly and said, “Putting him in his place and kicking his ass.”

Lelouch chuckled and said, “Revenge.”

Kallen giggled cutely like a little girl and said, “Besides, we’re both nobles aren’t we? Let’s enjoy all the luxury we can and be as decadent and high and mighty as we please.”

“You got that right,” he said, this time snatching the bottle out of her hand with no hesitation. Kallen smiled and arched her eyebrow in approval. It wasn’t usual that a brain lord like Lelouch who would never take the field could get the better of her, let alone would she let him get away with it. But right now, she was loving every bit of it.

Lelouch popped open the cork. It flew right off away from the jacuzzi and onto the floor of the garden, and some of the champagne spilled into the hot tub. He caught it just in time to keep too much of it from going to waste. In the meantime, Kallen leaned on over to the side of the jacuzzi and reaching down, fetched a glass. She handed it to him and he filled it up.

“Cheers!” she said, and taking the glass to her lips, downed all of it in one slow single gulp. She exhaled with a feminine chirp when she was done. He could tell she was already getting slightly buzzed. Then she set it to the side.

“So, where is my glass?”

Kallen’s beautiful face was lit up with a wide grin. Her eyes were deeply set in her head, everyone who knew her from her family to her comrades knew she could be a cold and powerful woman even when she was at her weakest. But right now, she just looked like a little monster up to trouble.

“Don’t worry, Your Highness,” she said, cutely tapping the end of his nose with her finger, “as a guest of honor in my household and a worthy man of royal blood, you will get a very special glass.”

Grabbing her breasts, she squeezed them in front of his face. They were both naked and nothing they had done since he arrived here could be called innocent. But after they both talked about teaching the empire to heel, her forwardness still made Lelouch blush a bit.

That made her bust out laughing. Lelouch felt foolish, she sounded like she was actually getting a kick out of him, she sounded like a floozy you’d meet in a bar. But her next words left nothing to the imagination.

“What’s wrong Your Highness,” she said in a husky whisper, “You don’t want to try? This is such a good vintage.”

Whatever little confusion he had broke on the spot. He doused her ample bosom with the champagne and she held up her arms and smiled, laughing all the while. Her breasts so wet, it spilled right off and back into the tub but he didn’t care. The way she was holding her tits, a delicious pool of champagne had formed in her cleavage. Fast setting the bottle to the side, he drank in the pool of alcohol that had gathered around her in the water. He did not need the land of milk and honey for in this garden of earthly delights with a goddess of war in front of him, he drank from the spring of bathwater and champagne.

“How do you like your glass?” she said in a voice normally too sickeningly sweet to be real. But given how festive they were being, he didn’t doubt it for a second.

He was still drinking heavy in the mass of alcohol spiced water and after hearing her question simply licked inside of it as if he was a food taster at some high end restaurant. Playing the part of their little act he looked up at her with the detached look of a snobby food critic. “It tastes very fruity and sweet. It’s flavor comes out well. You made an excellent choice, Duchess. And,” he said, a vicious shadow spreading over his face, “I think I’ll have a better grade.”

Snatching up the base of her massive tits, Lelouch squeezed them as hard as possible. Kallen sucked in her breath, after tempting him with her tits in that erotic dance, she especially sensitive there, even as she held them in a vice grip close to the point of pain. A mastermind in all things, he relented his hold on them just before it did hurt, and then Kallen breathed a sigh of relief.

Not that she was safe from him. Pressing his hands on the front of her teats, he kneaded them slow and gently. After how much he got into practically crushing them, her breasts were so tender and sensitive. Each time he caressed them, it was a very soft and subtle tease of pain and pleasure that had her wanting so much more. He was looking at her face turned away from him the entire time, sucking on her fingers to keep her voice from getting out.

He just maintained that slow pace. Eventually she broke to his skillful ministrations and let out a pitiful squeak. Very pleased, he slowly traced his fingers to her nipples erect and sticking out, tweaked them in between his digits very slowly. Kallen was barely holding it together, she was still biting her fingers to keep her voice low but small murmurs escaped her and him knowing just how to touch her was making her whole form tremble in excitement. Laughing under his breath he suddenly pinched her nips and pulled them hard. She had no choice but to cry out.

He knew when to strike. Without warning, Lelouch sucked all over her tits like a ravenous beast. Kallen had gone all out in taking care of herself, her skin tasted so good naturally on it’s own, and having let the champagne settle in, he got himself a taste of both her perfectly delectable flesh and some of the most expensive vintage in the empire. A guest of honor, he was getting himself a prime treat that would even make his august father seethe with jealousy.

Suzaku having enjoyed the best the empire having had to offer as a result of him going full quisling even more so.

Remembering how sensitive her nipples were, he took the one in his mouth and focused on sucking it entirely with his lips. Kallen was losing it, grabbing the back of his head and moving her naked body up good on him. She wanted to fuck him so bad.

But Lelouch was in charge. He grabbed her hips and held her in place. Each second as he sucked on the sensitive caps that felt like they were ready to fall off into his mouth, she was trembling in his grasp, her body was being lit up in an inferno of ecstasy. It was torture and it was amazing, and she couldn’t take it.

As he was sucking on the one nipple, Lelouch was poking the other one. He suddenly stopped eating the one, and looked up at her, still holding her in place, teased that nipple with his fingers as he saw fit. She was wanting it so bad, and unlike the other men of his family, would not keep a lady waiting. Just like with the first nipple, he sucked on this one.

This time he got a little more aggressive. He gently chattered the hot skin of her nipple with his teeth, looking up at her as he did it. She grabbed his head in a fit of pure lust and frustration, it was driving her crazy, and at the same time she wanted him to molest the other nipple that was just in his mouth, but he didn’t, only making her so much more horny. The way she was holding his head, the frustration in her grip, it felt like she could crush his skull if she wanted to.

And indeed their bodies naked and locked together in a hot tub, she could drop the act and jump on him no problem. No doubt she had come here for more than just some casual private time. But just as her Lady Stadtfeld persona and her fury on the battlefield was an expression of her pride and rage, no doubt bowing to other nobles in public for so long and kowtowing to a Britannian noblewoman while her blood mother was nothing more than a serving maid, so too that create a weak side where she could be as weak and gentle as she wanted to. The way he was teasing her sensitive nipples, she very much enjoyed being a submissive.

As did he enjoy playing the part of a ladykiller. His dear father was a man who enjoyed the privileges of his station very much, and here in a hot tub eating the nipples of a noblewoman who would fight and die for him no question, Zero the leader of the Black Knights was no different. But while the emperor was a man of strength who collected lovers and tossed them aside like they were toys he grew bored with, Lelouch would take care of them, see to their every needs.