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Royal Britannian Princess	By : DarkWolves Category: +. to F > Code Geass Views: 7411 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Royal Britannian Princess
- 2-Lady Cornelias Lover
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Chapter 2: Lady Cornelia’s Lover

“…retreated into the underground transit network where contact with the terrorists was lost at 1506 and the pursuit was called off by the commanding officer” Britannian military Commander Lord Guilford delivered the report on the latest engagement against the Eleven terrorist group, The Black Knights. “The 75^th Airborne squadron stationed in the Tokyo settlement has been reduced to eighty-five percent operational strength and will require sixteen days to complete rearmament. The 17^th Armoured Company maintained full combat effectiveness and has been moved to reinforce…”

Cornelia felt the stir within her, she fought to supress the feeling as it grew in strength and intensity. Even after facing countless trials and remaining unshakably steadfast in the face of overwhelming odds she felt her heart racing in her chest. A single bead of sweat descended across her brow, she clutched her hands tightly together on her desk, focusing on that as her single source of strength. She wanted to tell Guilford to leave but she couldn’t bring herself to do it, he deserved better than that, so the charade continued.

“Princess” Lord Guilford’s voice roused her from her scattered thoughts. “Are you alright?”

Cornelia inhaled sharply, her mind racing with panic.

Guilford has noticed, the mask had fallen.

“If I may speak freely for a moment” Lord Guilford said. “If this is regarding the remarks made by Lord Asplund I must say I found his conduct to be highly inappropriate”

Guilford, had he honestly overlooked the truth that was right in front of him? Or was he simply being his typical diplomatic self? Perhaps he truly deserved his informal title of Knight Commander Tactful.

“I’m fine” Cornelia fought to recompose herself. “I need to finish these reports”

“Of course, Princess” Lord Guilford saluted proudly and turned to depart the office.

Cornelia fought to sustain her composure until the door closed in front of her. Cornelia fell back limp in her chair, clutching the base of her nose between her white gloved fingers as her eyes closed in thought.

“What the hell were you playing at?”

******* 20 minutes earlier *******

Viceroy Cornelia sat at her desk reading another of the seemingly endless intelligence reports concerning the renegade Zero and the Black Knights. Since the revelation of the Black Knights during the hostage crisis at the hotel bounties and appeals for information had been released all across Area 11 for any information which would lead to the arrest of any person affiliated with the Black Knights.

Britannian citizens had routinely demonstrated themselves eager to come forward with information, either as proof that they themselves had nothing to conceal in fear of reprisal or as a thinly veiled demonstration of loyalty. The difficulty for military intelligence was sifting through the seemingly endless stream of half-truths, deliberate misinformation and attempts to implicate rivals or competitors in an effort to discern the, if any, worthwhile intelligence. The Elevens by contrast, who would be best placed to provide the most useful information, proved unable or unwilling to divulge anything to the Britannian authorities. Still, it remained only matter of time until Zero-

“Sister?” a soft voice called out to her.

Cornelia looked up from her paperwork to see her younger sister, Euphie, stepping into the office as she closed the door behind her. “How many times must I remind you of my position as Viceroy, and your duty to address me as such while on duty” Cornelia regretted her tone almost immediately, the biting words escaping her lips before she realised the harshness of her tone. “I’m sorry I-”

“It’s ok” Euphie replied in that soft voice which never failed to calm Cornelia’s spirit.

“I didn’t mean to snap at you” Cornelia rubbed her finger tips into her temple, closing her eyes. “I believe the weight of my new position is beginning to take its toll upon me”

“It’s ok, sister” Euphie cooed in her soft voice. “I know the burden of all of this weighs heavily upon you” Euphie rounded the corner of Cornelia’s desk. With a single deft pull she drew Cornelia’s chair towards her and climbed astride her sister’s lap like the show pony’s she had loved to ride across the wide open fields back in the homeland when she younger.

“Euphie” Cornelia began before being silenced by the press of Euphies finger to her lips.

“Perhaps” Euphie bit her lip, suddenly uncharacteristically sheepish. “I might offer a way to relieve you of some of that burden” Euphie’s fingers reached up to release the first clasp of her top, releasing it with a flick of her deft fingers. Euphie continued down her front, revealing another patch of creamy white skin as her blouse opened. This was the first time Euphie had surrendered to her desires under such bold circumstances. Euphie was well aware of their pact that the façade of proper sibling boundaries was to be maintained at all times beyond the safety of their private time together. But seeing her beautiful Euphie spread before her Cornelia could not help but-

There was a sharp, precise knock at her office door.

Princess?

“Guilford!” Cornelia yelped.

The door catch released, beginning to creak open. Cornelia thrust her hands onto Euphie’s shoulders, forcing her to slide from her sister’s lap and dropped beneath the desk.

The door prised open.

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Euphie knelt beneath the desk, concealed by shadow she strained to hear the exchange between her sister and who she had determined to be Lord Guilford. A mention of the rouge Eleven terrorist Zero, likely another security briefing on the current situation. Euphie expected her sister had intended for her to re-clothe herself and continue to hide until the meeting concluded. At worst she could excuse herself from the meeting under some pretence of having lost a broach behind the Viceroys desk should she be discovered.

Instead, a devious thought seeped through Euphie’s mind. A soft tricksters giggle escaped Euphie’s lips as she reached out to unclasp the belt of her trousers, even as she became more adventurous Cornelia made no attempt to deter her. Euphie’s long fingers slipped beneath the lip of Cornelia’s trousers, drawing them down across her toned thighs until they gathered around the curve of her knees. Euphie eagerly licked her lips at the delectable sight laid out before her, leaning forward to inhale the delectable aroma. Euphie reached down to cup her bare breast in the palm of her hand, drawing her breast up to trace her erect nipple across Cornelia’s thigh in delicate circles. Euphie could feel Cornelia’s legs quiver around her, instinctively closing around her head only to be forced aside by the press of Euphie’s shoulders.

Euphie’s fingers traced across the seam where the soft pink skin of Cornelia’s thigh met the frilly black material of her underwear, a single acknowledgement of her femininity concealed beneath an ironclad exterior. The tip of Euphies finger dared to pass the boundary where the natural and the artificial formed seamlessly together.

Beyond the desk Euphie could hear the sound of footsteps, the creaking of the door and the looming silence which followed it. Euphie felt as Cornelia leant back in her chair, her body falling limp. Euphie wondered if now was the moment she was safe to emerge or if she could afford to continue teasing her lover to the very brink. Euphie leant forward to pass her lips across the thin material of her underwear, the soft pass of breath against her covered skin sent shivers cascading down Cornelia’s spine.

Before Euphie could react Cornelia’s hands descended beneath the table to roughly clasp Euphie by her shoulders. Euphie feigned a determined struggle as she was dragged out into the light and thrust onto the desk behind her. In that moment, no matter how shameful it made her feel, no matter how much she cared for her sibling, a small part of Cornelia wanted to throttle her younger sibling. Cornelia felt an overwhelming urge to belittle Euphie for her brash stupidity, for doing something which could have destroyed both their reputations and brought the Britannian royal family to ruin.

But that would never happen. Guilford was a loyal officer and staunch defendant of the royal family; no doubt he would have seen the truth buried.

What would that affect my ability to lead?

No matter how unwavering his devotion how could Guilford possibly have followed her into battle knowing the truth of the matter. Cornelia’s hands curled tightly around Euphies shoulders, holding her in her grasp. In an instant Cornelia’s emotions came crashing together, her thoughts demanding action. Cornelia felt she could only bring herself to do the most unexpected thing she could imagine, Cornelia leant forward and kissed Euphie passionately on her lips.

Euphie could feel herself becoming eclipsed, once more becoming overtaken by her siblings unshakable will and determination. Euphie was resolute to prove her strength, her ability to lead in both her public and private affairs. She had to show that she was her own person, she had to take control.

Reaching out Euphie clasped her hands across Cornelia’s broad shoulders, feeling the taut muscles tensing beneath her soft fingers. In their private liaisons Cornelia had almost always been the person to lead while remaining considerate of her sister’s boundaries. Even in her comforting embrace Euphie felt like a mouse compared to a lioness, Euphie was determined to prove the mouse could roar. Euphie pressed into the embrace, pulling her sister tighter into their shared kiss. To be so suddenly overtaken threw Cornelia off balance, allowing her young sister to press home her advantage and take the lead.

The clash of lips ended a panting chorus of heated breaths between the two of them, their hearts racing and their cheeks aglow of reddening tint. “Listen” Euphie said through quivering breath. “I’ve just had the most amazing idea”
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