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Of Kings and Pawns	By : tenohikari Category: +. to F > Code Geass Views: 5631 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Come on, if I owned Code Geass I would have put the Lelouch cross-dressing and all other crack dramas into the anime. So Sunrise owns everything, and all I have is this piece of fan fiction.

Chapter List
- 8
- 9
- 10
Title: Of Kings and Pawns
Pairing: mainly Schneizel x Lelouch (more to come)
Summary: The Order of the Black Knights has handed over their King in return for Japan. However, with Zero claimed dead and Lelouch in his grasp, Schneizel is only a couple turns away from claiming checkmate on the entire world.
Disclaimer: Sunrise owns Code Geass and all I own is this piece of fan fiction and I make no money writing this whatsoever. So please don�t sue me.
Warnings: M-Rated for lots of pr0n, incest, and violence.
Additional Warnings: Written in spare of the moment with OCCness and tons of grammar and spelling errors.
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Chapter 9
Lelouch leaned back against the sofa within Schneizel�s quarters, uncaring of the water from his drenched clothing that began to soak into the expensive upholstery. Before leaving him, Suzaku had advised that he try to sleep and get some rest before they were ask to give their report later on. However, sleep was impossible at the moment as he stared blankly at his new cell phone charm (he eventually stopped torturing himself, and placed it down on the coffee table). There was far too much on his mind, so much that he couldn�t will himself to think of only one thing. Even though the prince was exhausted after everything he had seen and done the previous day; he couldn�t close his eyes to sleep and wasn�t sure if he wanted to.
There was no way of controlling one�s dreams and the last thing he needed, was to be trapped within a nightmare and see all his past mistakes relived once more. The former student also dreaded being lulled back into those carefree innocent days before Geass. The days when he was just a school boy; a commoner whose only crime was ditching PE class to go off and gamble in underground chess matches. It made Lelouch appreciate those boring, and yet peaceful moments in his life.
The door opens without an announcement from the intercom, but he does not lift his head to acknowledge the newcomer. Probably because his head just feels almost too heavy and too relaxed on the plush furniture he was ruining. It was Schneizel�s own fault for demanding he sit and wait for him. So he waited.
�Your mad scientist,� Lelouch began as he remembered watching Milly�s former fianc�, doing a series of twirls around the Shinkiro while taunting Rakshata out loud, �What is he going to do with my Knightmare?�
Schneizel activated the door�s lock mechanism behind him before approaching, pocketing the key to the eye-patch that was in his hands. �Studying it for now; Lloyd has been engrossed by the Shinkiro�s absolute defense shields since its debut at the Mausoleum of Eighty-Eight Emperors.�
�I see. So you�re keeping it then?� Although Lelouch didn�t have any sentimental value for his Knightmare frame like Kallen has with her Guren; it was a bit surprising if the Britannian military planned on using a weapon that belonged to their most hated enemy rather than destroy it.
�Just think of it as compensation for the Gawain.� Schneizel frowned as he lifted up the black coat that had been soaking onto the arm of his favorite chair. �Lelouch, you should show more concern for other people�s furniture. This set happened to be a gift from��
�Sorry,� the drenched boy interrupted upon straightening his posture and not sounding apologetic in the least.
Schneizel sighed, �At least remove your clothes in the bathroom.�
�I didn�t leave them there. Suzaku was trying to undress me, but something came up and he had to go,� Lelouch said thoughtlessly as he remembered the other boy had given up on trying to coax him into changing clothes and attempted to remove them himself. However, the pilot of the Lancelot quickly excused himself hastily to go check on the condition of Knightmare and one of his fellow Rounds. Seeing the crimson flush on the brunet�s face, Lelouch wondered if his friend�s sudden discomfort had anything to do with their not-so innocent school days.
�That was very thoughtful of Sir Kururugi.� The Second Prince�s expression darkened somewhat, but he had turned around and dumped the drenched coat in the laundry chute. He turned around, smiling once more. �I believe I should finish where he left off.�
Lelouch tilted his head to the side, that uncovered violet eyed staring suspiciously at the older prince, before his lips curved upwards into a sly smile. �I never would have thought that you, the Prime Minister of the Holy Britannian Empire, would be so eager to perform such a mundane task.�
Rich laughter spilled from Schneizel�s lips as he approached, pulling off his white gloves, before sitting down on besides his younger sibling. Without care for his own clothing, he pulled the boy to lie across his lap. Confident fingers moved without hesitation, to unbutton and unzip the top portion of Lelouch�s dark outfit. Once the fabric barrier was gone, those cool hands eagerly stroked the damp yet warm skin of his chest underneath and gently toying with his nipples.
�Even after my coronation, when I have become the 99th Emperor of the Realm, I don�t believe I shall ever tire of the task of un-wrapping such a lovely prize.� Schneizel�s eyes then narrowed and his fingers stilled upon seeing what a collar of dark bruises that stood out unnaturally on his brother�s pale throat. �Where did you get these from?�
�Hmm?� The Eleventh Prince who had been pleasantly distracted by the touch, blinked before he realized what Schneizel was frowning at. �Oh� these? They were a parting gift from our father. He didn�t take his plans being ruined very well. I��
Lelouch broke off in a gasp when his head tilted backwards, and felt warm lips descend upon his throat. Warm kisses trailed over the bruised skin before moving upwards until stopped at the boy�s mouth. A tongue snaked out, gently teasing at his lower lip, asking for entrance that wouldn�t be denied.
Those soft lips parted, and Schneizel eagerly deepened the kiss. As his tongue explored its territory, the blonde prince�s hands began to do the same as they dipped lower. Releasing the buttons from its catches and lowering the zipper, Schneizel then eased his hand into those dark pants. The boy in his lap squirmed delightfully when his fingers immediately found what they sought and enclosed around it, stroking lightly.
Panting after their tongues engaged in a brief battle; Lelouch leaned back a little, tugging off the wet garments that still clung to his shoulders, before reaching down and guiding Schneizel�s strokes. Teeth gently latched onto his earlobe, nibbling lightly before a tongue teased the inner shell causing him to hiss out loud. That familiar molten heat began to pool down his legs and he gasped once more, while another hand gently pushed him to lie back against the sofa, his hips now elevated over the older man�s lap.
His brother�s handsome face came within his line of vision, as Schneizel leaned slightly over him with an expression of rapt hunger. It made the former rebel leader wonder if that was what the other man had looked like while he had been blindfolded. He broke out into a small shudder of excitement, before parting his legs a little further, urging those fingers to move on.
�Tell me, Lelouch,� Schneizel murmured sensually over his neck as those fingers slid underneath the fabric of his briefs, �Why did you return when you could have run away with the Shinkiro? Why put on that eye-patch that seals your power? You could have started another rebellion or even head towards our homeland and take the throne for yourself.�
With his free hand the Second Prince reached out and caressed the youth�s covered eye before giving it a slight tug. When the eye-patch did not budge, he smiled, obviously pleased as he waited for an answer. His little brother stared back at him as if he had expected such a bombardment of questions.
�I wanted to see it,� Lelouch admitted, �the world that will know only peace; the world that Nunnally and Euphie had dreamed of. As for my Geass, it�s done far too much damage� especially towards the people that I have loved and lost because of it.�
The former rebel�s voice dropped almost to the point of a whisper at the last part, just barely loud enough for Schneizel to hear.
�So you have no ambitions towards the throne whatsoever?� he asked curiously, �being a descendant of the late Emperor, you are entitled to it. You could have used your Geass and made the nobles of the court do as you wished. The Black Knights would be no match for you.�
The dark haired boy was starting to get irritated at the lack of attention the lower region of his body was getting. He shifted slightly, briefly enjoying the friction of Schneizel�s hand that had stilled its caresses. His tormentor refused to continue until given the desired response. Glaring, the rebel realized that he was being forced into a corner just like at the chess game in Luoyang; however, he wouldn�t back down this time.
�My insidious older brother,� he spoke with a charmingly false smile, �I would very much appreciate it if you would keep to fucking with my body and leave my mind alone.�
His older sibling was clearly caught off guard as he stared back with an unreadable expression, and Lelouch couldn�t help but grin a little in satisfaction. Only taking a few seconds to compose himself, Schneizel tsked at him in disapproval and yet resumed his earlier ministrations much to the teenager�s delight.
�Such vulgar language is hardly befitting of a crown prince.�
Lelouch laughed lightly at the soon-to-be Emperor�s scolding tone and bucked his hips upwards as the strokes that became more aggressive.
�Former prince,� he corrected while panting, �I am legally dead to Britannia as the 17th in line for the throne. The Ashfords were disgraced and reside in Japan and I have none of my mother�s supporters. So I wish to remain as I am: a commoner who goes by the name Lelouch Lamprouge.�
That confined hand withdrew from his pants and both were used to pull his briefs and pants down to his knees. The boy gasped loudly as his sex was suddenly exposed to the cool air and then captured by those tormenting fingers once more. As he squirmed on both the sofa and his older brother�s lap, he could feel something warm and hard nudging against his backside.
�I�m afraid that won�t do,� Schneizel told him while lifting the boy�s legs and pulling the remaining clothes off and letting them fall carelessly to the floor. �Since you�ve returned, I have no choice but to bestow you to your proper place...�
He quickly sat up, pleasure momentarily forgotten, as he glared once more. A single finger had placed itself upon his lips before he could argue and it took willpower alone not to bite. The fully clothed Second Prince then pulled his nude form closer to him.
�You will be Lelouch El Britannia, my primary heir as well as my knight.�
The teenager stared at Schneizel as if he had grown a second head. What his older brother was implying was impossible. He would be given a status much higher than his previous one; much higher than even Odysseus, the First Prince, and that would certainly not bode well for the rest of the Imperial family. This name wasn�t even the tip of iceberg; the title was just preposterous.
�Knight?� he repeated incredulously, �The Emperor�s personal knight must be the mightiest of the Empire: The Knight of One. If I�m not mistaken, you gave your word that the title alone shall belong to Suzaku, for firing the FLEIJA that mortally wounded Zero and defeating Bismark.�
Schneizel nodded and began to slide his arms from his outer coat and unbutton his inner one. �Yes, that has not changed, but the order of the Rounds will. As a member of the Imperial Royal family and my heir, you shall be the Knight of Zero; a Knight of the Round above all Rounds.�
It was suddenly all too much for the terrorist as he staggered off the sofa, holding his sides as he laughed harder than he ever has before. What on earth was Schneizel thinking? He was no knight! He was Zero, a former terrorist leader who used people for his own ends; there was nothing chivalrous about him! Also the title implied that he belonged to Zero - himself - and yet was bound to serve only the Emperor, his brother. The Knight of Zero� it was all too hysterical for words.
If the next Emperor was offended by the rude outburst, he didn�t show it as he stood up to undress. Once bare, he turned to see that the boy had regained his sanity, collapsed back onto the sofa and was wiping away the tears of mirth left behind. That single violet eye looked at him again but all humor was gone.
Lelouch�s throat suddenly felt parched as he stared up at Schneizel who stood before him completely nude. The sight was something he hadn�t been able to appreciate fully the last few times (the first time he was blindfolded) they were together like this. It was like standing before a finely chiseled marble statue of a Greek God. Tall, lean, and muscles covered with milky white flawless skin; even without those royal robes, he was still majestic to the eye.
The sight of Schneizel�s perfect body made the newly appointed knight feel small and lanky in comparison. Really, it just wasn�t fair. He tried to avert his envious gaze but failed to do so when the White King laughed at him.
�Do you see something that you like, my dear little brother?� Schneizel asked before leaning down and hoisting the teenager to his arms. �Let�s let the sofa dry properly and take this somewhere where we�ll both be more comfortable.�
Held securely against his older sibling�s broad chest; Lelouch chose not to answer the other�s taunting question. Truthfully, he liked it all. Had the Geass user chosen a different path than Schneizel�s, he would have used his power on this man and made him his own personal trophy, decked out in dark revealing tattered robes and leather binding straps. He couldn�t help but lick his suddenly dry lips at the mental image of his older brother chained to some platform and then paraded in public for the entire world to see and want.
�What are you thinking about?� the question cut into his thoughts as he was forced to look up into those curious lavender eyes. He quickly glanced away to hide his heated face as he heard the bedroom door hiss open.
�Nothing��
�Really�? Schneizel deposited his prize gently onto the bed before reaching down and stroking the hot velvety shaft, drawing out moans of appreciation. He chuckled, palming the head of the erection in small circles. �This doesn�t feel like nothing.�
Pre-cum started to leak from the tip and the blonde gathered it up with his fingers, presenting them before Lelouch�s eye.
�I do hope you were thinking about me.�
�You have� no idea�Ah! Mmm...nn�!� the boy moaned as he writhed, wanting the sensual torture to continue. He grasped at the bed sheets to hold onto as his hips arched up off the bed to grind against his brother�s body.
The blonde male blinked as he stared down at him while licking the liquid from his fingers. As much as he enjoyed anticipating the other strategist�s thoughts and movements; he saw that mischievous glint behind that amethyst orb and realized he was better off not knowing. Youth often let their imaginations run wild and there was no doubt in his mind that the former terrorist was thinking of something fiendish.
Schneizel stopped and stood up from the bed, much to the other�s protest, and he made his way over to the bathroom. �Excuse me for a moment.�
Rolling onto his stomach, Lelouch frowned darkly and decided on masturbating himself to sleep. With all the games his older brother was playing, he could find his own relief. Sighing, he closed his eye and reached down, trailing his fingers across his stomach and finally around aching manhood. He stroked himself quickly, occasionally thumbing the head and rubbing against the smooth sheets below him. His fingers were slick with pre-cum now and he was already close� so close� he could almost�
�How selfish,� a voice whispered darkly into his ear causing him to flinch and cease his movements. Lelouch let out a small cry of surprise as he was suddenly turned over onto his back again. A hand encircled his wrist and pulled it away from his swollen groin, and trapped it above his head.
Schneizel loomed down over him rather closely and he could feel those blonde tendrils of his hair and warm breath against his face. The older man looked disappointed even if his eyes were clearly amused.
�Here I was trying to decide what kind of lubrication you would prefer,� The Second Prince nodded his head over to the direction where a couple of small bottles sat on a nightstand. �I think I�ll just use something more� natural.�
That large hand claimed him once more and Lelouch wantonly bucked up against it even though its movements were slow and controlled. The fingers were paying particularly close attention to the tip, gathering as much fluid as they could. Then they ceased movement again and he let out a long cry of frustration upon being left on the cusp of his pleasure once more.
�Shhh,� his brother soothed against his ear and felt his arm being released, �the wait will be worth it, I promise. Look at me, little brother.�
He did as was told and swallowed hard as he saw the next Emperor, in all his masculine beauty, kneeling between his spread legs. There was no hint of embarrassment on the older man�s face as begin to masturbate before him. He watched, transfixed, as his older brother stroked himself, that thick shaft had already been coated with a sheen of his own pre-ejaculate and was now glistening with Lelouch�s.
The teenager desperately wanted to touch himself, and refrained from doing so out of fear he would be denied his pleasure. Instead, he sat up on his arms and tried to meet the other�s gaze. If only� if only the eye-patch was off, he could just easily issue the command rather than forcing these awkward words out.
�Schneizel, I want it,� he tried to make his tone demanding as he nodded to his brother�s impressive erection. �I want it inside me.�
Lelouch blinked as his older brother stopped moving, and could have sworn stopped breathing altogether. The expression on Schneizel�s face was a strange one that he had never seen before; an expression that looked almost pained and desperate. Then it was gone when Schneizel had suddenly hauled him up and switched their positions.
�The magic word?� his brother asked as he leaned back against the bed while Lelouch straddled his hips. Brushing aside some black hair from his eye, the teenager straightened his back and stared down, mockingly.
�Now,� he ordered.
A devilish grin broke out upon Schneizel�s face and lavender eyes gleamed with lust, as he grasped onto the others hips to position him for entry. �As my Black King commands.�
Lelouch would have laughed if he wasn�t so focused on that familiar hardness running up the crevice of his ass. He could feel that swollen head nudge forward, and his twitching sphincter guided it home. Gasping at the sudden penetration, he grasped at his brother�s arms for support while slowly lowering himself down inch by torturous inch.
Despite the pain of not being prepared, the splendid friction of Schneizel�s cock � not even half way inside him - was incredible. He could almost feel every ridge of his manhood and the movement of every seemingly electric pulse that raced through it.
Another inch� and then another �almost there � almost�
�Ahh�� Schneizel moaned, now buried deep inside the constricting heat. He leaned forward, taking a couple minutes to savor the sensation of his sex being thoroughly massaged in a warm velvety grip. His hands relinquished their hold on those slim hips and reached around to cup the boy�s behind, squeezing hard enough to leave his prints; his hidden mark of possession. He was rewarded when the delicious tightness became almost excruciating to the point where he would have come right then and there.
Taking a few deep breaths, the Second Prince willed himself to be patient. He eased his grip and to let his fingers tangle in disheveled dark locks as he pulled his brother�s head forward to claim those soft tender lips. Lelouch eagerly responded to the kiss, his arms wrapping around the other�s neck and pulled him even closer.
The soon to be Emperor let his fingers glide down to those edible pink nibbles which he began to tease into small hard points. He then reached down and took hold of his lover�s erection trapped between their two heated bodies.
�Lelouch,� his voice was deep with arousal, �Move. I want to feel myself sliding deep inside you.�
Chuckling despite the embarrassed flush on his face, Lelouch raised himself up a bit before smirking down at his long time chess opponent, the one man he could never beat.
�What�s the magic word?� Lelouch threw the words back as he strained himself to hold his position.
Schneizel grinned in response, knowing full well he could wait Lelouch out. Wait for the fatigue to take a hold of his athletically-challenged sibling and then pound him into the mattress. However, the older sibling played along simply for his own amusement.
�Abracadabra.�
His lips quirked upwards which seemed to irritate the younger man. Lelouch only shook his head in disbelief while his fingers threaded into silvery blonde hair that was much lighter than the rest of their brothers and sisters.
�Why?� Lelouch murmured as he pressed himself down hard while ignoring the twinge of discomfort that came with taking that sizeable erection, �why do you always have to be the literal royal pain in my ass?�
Schneizel started to roll his hips, sighing in content as his prize road every one of his thrusts. �Perhaps it is because��
�Shut up!� he hissed as he began to move in a pace that their bodies desired while raising himself up, and then sliding down and taking the thick shaft within him once more, �that was rhetorical!�
They continued to moved together in a slow and steady rhythm, both wanting to draw their union out as long as possible after the short time spent apart. It was far more pleasant for Lelouch this time, since he was able to wrap his slender legs around the other�s waist and not rely on his knees which had sapped his stamina before. The friction against his manhood trapped between most hot flesh and muscle was incredible. The position was perfect; for it allowed him to set the torturously slow pace while looking down at his older brother who was practically sweating to keep himself composed.
The Second Prince was fairly sure that he was bruising the boy�s hips as he struggled not to let his primal urges take control. He wanted to push his little brother onto his back and throw his legs up upon his shoulders just like the last time. Any other would be begging now; pleading with tear filled eyes to be utterly dominated by his lust. Yet Lelouch, who was already on the edge prior to his return from the bathroom, seemed to have gained a second longer lasting wind and was riding it out for all its worth.
How much longer? Schneizel had to wonder, how much longer could he hold out?
Those soft lips were unbelievably hot, almost searing as they burned trails along Schneizel�s neck and shoulders before moving up his jaw. Lelouch felt like fire in his arms as the rhythm began to pick up. Sweat that had been forming on the dark haired boy�s brow, now flushed scarlet, began to drip onto him. Lelouch shivered and the action caused Schneizel to do the same; that unbearably hot sheath around his cock tightened, then yielded, and gripped him again.
�Little brother,� he finally spoke after several more minutes of scalding, blissful, torture. �You�re exhausted. Lie on your back and allow me to finish.�
That single violet eye stared back at him in a challenge and his features darkened again.
�Now,� Schneizel all but rasped as his control began to crack.
�As my White King commands.�
The former rebel leader soon to be knight, smiled wickedly as he complied with his new accomplice and chosen liege. He lay on his back, sighing when that throbbing erection slipped out, leaving him sorely empty. He gazed up at his older brother and felt the thrill of seeing the man struggle to regain control. Schneizel then knelt between his legs once more, and lifted his pelvis up onto his lap. With his large hands, he raised Lelouch�s knees and opened him up.
Schneizel felt his own perspiration run along his throat as he gazed hungrily at all the exposed and vulnerable he was about to partake. Without further warning he pressed his engorged member to the already stretched entrance and thrust forwards. The teenager gave a startled cry, spine arching upwards, as he was forced to accommodate that large vessel once more.
�So tight,� he commented to himself and began to move in a fast yet steady pace. Reaching down, he pumped Lelouch�s neglected cock in his hand in time with his thrusts. They were close; Schneizel could feel it with each snap of his hips and every tiny mewl from his little brother when he came in contact with the other�s prostate.
�Ah! Sch�Schneizel!�
He leaned down and those slender hands moved from clawing the bed sheets, to latch onto the flesh of his shoulder and scratched deeply. Schneizel could smell his own blood but that was inconsequential as their mouths locked together in a bruising, heated kiss. His whole body was straining, muscles tense, as he delivered a few more deep thrusts and finally came with a cry that was overshadowed by Lelouch�s piercing shriek. Warm come splattered across his stomach and chest and he groaned as he continued to pour his own offering deep into the boy�s trembling body.
They remained locked in that position for several moments. Schneizel stared down at his brother who was struggling to catch his breath; his skin was still flushed and glistening with sweat. Breathing deeply, he felt his cock gradually diminish and slip from his beautiful sibling, carrying a small gush of his essence with its departure.
�I�ll help you clean off later,� Schneizel promised the youth who glared tiredly at him in annoyance. He then picked up the drowsy teen from the bed, discarded the soiled quilt and then laid them back down on the sheets, uncaring of their messy state.
Lelouch shivered and sought warmth against the older male�s broad chest as he sighed contentedly before arms pulled him closer. He felt a kiss against his damp brow and raised his single amethyst eye to stare up at half lidded lavender ones.
�Good night, Schneizel.�
�My White King.�
�Good night, Lelouch.�
�My Black King.�
Their eyes finally closed and both began to drift off into sleep; arms locked around one another in a shared embrace and thought�
�My Pawn.�
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End Chapter 9
Author�s Note:
So, on a scale from 1 to 10 (1 being poorly written pr0n, and 10 being hot smex) how would you rate this chapter? I�m curious because I rushed through it within a day since I�m trying to finish up the arc by the end of June.
- SuzuxLulu: I did write a part where Suzaku does actually start to undress Lelouch in this chapter and Schneizel and Kanon happen to walk in, but I decided to edit it out (please don�t kill me) and add it to a short side story that will take places between this arc and the next one.
- Knight of Zero: Japanese fan art of Lelouch in a Knights of the Round outfit poisoned me into writing this in. Schneizel has adopted Lelouch into his own clan, and so the name change from Vi Britannia to El Britannia was necessary otherwise he would have been at the bottom of the social food chain.
- Slave Schneizel: Even though this story steers clear of Zero Requiem, I thought it would be fund to see Lulu fantasizing about it. It almost makes you wonder what he was thinking by presenting Schneizel out like that (and then there�s Nunnally� o_O).
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