Fallen Prince

WARNING! VERY GRAPHIC
no warm and fuzzies here. People looking for plot, turn back now.

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"School boys should just go home and leave this to the adults." His fingers fumbled through Lelouch's ebony locks, the purple tint shimmering in the moonlight as his matching eyes dulled. The eleven thugs all looked on, snickering with only one intention in mind. The Britannian leader of the thugs held the same mischief.

"Refrain...give it to me." He could easily remove his contact and force them to give him the refrain with his Geass. No. He wanted to know what they wanted in return. Wanted to know if it coincided with what he needed.

"This is expensive shit." The red-haired britannian purred, his hand now cupping Lelouch's face, who leaned into the touch. He didn't know the man's name, nor the name of any of the other elevens. It didn't matter. He was fucked up. His sister was his enemy, the man he loved was his enemy. These men, who were also his enemy, were now his only ally. In his thoughts, he only caught the tail end of the Brittanian's words. "How would you pay?"

The innocent, or perhaps not so innocent, eleven who had been being beaten only moments before Lelouch's arrival scampered away.

"And now our customers gone!"

"My body. I'll pay you with my body." Lelouch didn't care for indignation any longer.

"Such a beautiful body it is..." The leader placed hot kisses along Lelouch's neck, soft moans stirring from Lelouch in response. His hands clutched the jacket Lelouch wore, stripping it off to the black tank top underneath, his hands traveling down every curve and hollow. The kisses were wet along his neck, wet and hot. And so delicious.

"Such a good taste. My boys may want a piece to."

"I want them to have a piece."

The elevens were now snickering at Lelouch's whore like comment, rubbing thereselves foully through their clothes.

"My, such a pretty little whore." He stripped Lelouch's black tank top, admiring the milky skin that was illuminated by broken shards of moonlight. His mouth, so wet, licked, kissed, and nipped every inch of porcelain flesh, Lelouch throwing his head back in ardent moans.

He disgusted himself. But he was losing himself all the same.

"Boss? When can we have a turn?"

"Quiet boys, I've barely even started." His fingers touched Lelouch's straining erection, electricity shooting down the Prince's spine. "You're so hard."

"I want you."

"Prove it to me. I want you to suck my cock."

He nodded, looking forward to it actually. He dropped to his knees, sweat glistening on his porcelain skin to the admiration of all the eleven thug onlookers. He got off on it. The thought of such high admiration. He had when he was Zero, and now that he was little but a whore, sucking dick for drugs.

He fumbled with the man's pants, pulling the jerking length from it's confines, a tiny wet pearl gathered at the tip. Lelouch's tongue darted out, the salty essence gathering on his tongue and spilling down his throat. The moan the leader let out only served to further his arousal.

He wanted this. And he hated himself for it.

Lelouch pulled the head of the erection into his mouth, sucking and licking, drawing more of it into his mouth as he convulsed the back of his throat in shameful motions that drew moans from the leader.

"He's so good at this."

Yes. Practice would make one good at anything. The name Suzaku echoed in the back of his mind, before the hate shut it out. He'd much sooner have all these men around him. His fingers, cold from the night air, reached up and cupped the man's balls, his chilly tips soothed by the sac's warmth.

He kneaded, caressed the sac in his hands. How good it felt. Clumsy fingers clutched his raven locks, thrusting deep into his mouth and humping steadily. Lelouch submitted, giving control to the man and allowing him to fuck his mouth.

He pulled out, Lelouch trying desperately to recapture the length in his hot depths. "Please...I need it." He held no pride any longer, feeling no shame as he tried desperately to get the erection back in his mouth, only to have it slap him in the face like a cheap whore. It would brush his lips, pre-ejaculate smearing across like whorish lip-stick and pull away. The man gave it a few more strokes, clenched his eyes shut, and shot thick ropes of seed that splashed across Lelouch's face and matted in his hair. A few stray bands landed on his tongue he outstretched, and swallowed the thick cream.

So degrading. So arousing.

"More...give me more."

Hands, more than one pair, wrapped around him. It was the eleven's turn. His body was bent over, his ass held high in the air as his jeans were stripped.

"Aww look at his underwear!"

"They're bikini style!" One of them slapped him on the ass, a loud yelp spilling from Lelouch's lips. His black briefs were tugged down, two dry fingers forcing themselves into his inside.

"Fuck me!" He cried out.

Two cocks were now being jerked in his face. One pushing past his lips, Lelouch opening to invite the throbbing need in. "Ahhh, his mouth is so warm!"

A third finger slipped into him. He wasn't sure if it was from the same hand. He could also feel a wet tongue around the fingers, a weak attempt at rimming his puckering hole.

"So clean and such a nice color. He should've been born a girl."

"We'd have an extra hole at least."

Lelouch's fingers grasped one of the erections at his side, pumping it as the other was forced harshly down his throat, light rolls of the hips that forced the cock deeper into his mouth.

The fingers were extracted, and a dripping length was pushed in. Lelouch moaned around the cock in his mouth, forced deeper and deeper, as his ass was filled with thick arousal. His lust was thick in the air.

He needed this. It was too good not too.

The cock began to push and hump into him, uneven motions that brushed his prostate. So good, so deep inside of him. The cock in his mouth was buried to the root, Lelouch occasionally tasting a bit of the leader's essence as it dripped from his face and down onto the eleven's cock as it pushed back into his mouth.

A loud moan cut through the night air. Lelouch's eyes opened and looked left to the cock in his hand as thick ribbons of ejaculate splashed into his hair and face, a few stray shots splashing across his flawless back. He rubbed the now slick head a few times, relishing in the feel of the limping member in his hands.

The eleven at his back gave a rather cruel pump, hitting his prostate hard. Lelouch's throat contracted into a moan, ripping an orgasm from the cock in his mouth, completely filling his mouth with seed. As it pulled out, Lelouch was unable to swallow it all and coughed, semen splattering against the ground.

"Fucking slut! Eat what you're given!" A hand clenched his hair, forcing his face into the semen he coughed up. "Eat it!"

So fucking degraded. And so fucking turned on, his erection throbbing with need. His tongue extended, cleaning the cum from the ground.

Sharp fingers clutched his hips, buried deep inside as his inside was filled with hot essence. So filling, and so satisfying, thick ribbons of ejaculate splashing on his insides, and seeping out from his open cavity.

His orgasm ripped from his own body, his cock never once touched but so satisfied. The essence white washed the ground as he continued to lick the disgusting mess from the ground.

"Such a slut."

"More cocks are waiting for service."

"Fill him up. Piss, cum, just use him real good. Doesn't really matter."

"Please...please use me however you want." Lelouch begged.

Lelouch's body was flipped, his back pressed to the ground. Violet eyes stared up at his assailants, or rather saviors. One eleven, stroking his cock to hardness. settled himself between Lelouch's slender thighs and pressed his cock deep into him, replacing the absent one.

"Ah!" Lelouch cried out, his head tossed back as he savored the feeling. Being so full, seemed to make the absence go away. The absence of meaning. He gave meaning to these men, as their willing puppet.

Again, his hair was clutched, the silky black roots almost torn as he was forced to face another cock. It didn't push into his mouth, only rested on his lips. "Get a good taste..." The thug purred.

His tongue lashed across the head, arching his back into the eleven humping him like a wild animal, his large cock filling his ass in violent thrusts.

Tang filled his mouth. He closed his eyes, fully aware of what it was, tears welling in his eyes as he was forced to swallow the bitter fluid. After his mouth was full, the man pulled out of his mouth, spraying the golden liquid over Lelouch's face, cleaning the cum, and raking it across his slim body.

"Dude, you pissing on him?"

"Yeah, he's too pretty. Had to degrade him a little."

"Fuck dude, your piss reeks!"

Lelouch didn't care. His mind was hazy, drunk from the fucking. He felt a second orgasm rip from his body as hot seed filled his ass again, mixing with the essence of the first. As it was pulled away, a third was put in.

He needed to stay full.

More piss, multiple streams, raking across his body. Lelouch opened his mouth, allowing a few streams to enter his mouth, drinking the disgusting fluid into his mouth and swallowing it.

The reeking fluid cleaned his body of semen, which after a few of the thugs jerked off to just watching was again shooting onto his body, coating him and mingling with the sweat and urine on his body.

Lelouch blacked out. His body was tired, his mind hazy. He no longer cared what happened, but as he was made full by the bandits, he fell asleep in a content murmur.

He wasn't sure how long it had been after he awoke, but as he stirred to consciousness, feeling filthy, wrong, and no longer deserving of life, he saw a vial of refrain laying by his body. The thugs were gone, but under the refrain was a note saying "Next time you need a hook up, you'll find us here." An affectionate heart punctuated the note.

He tossed the bottle of refrain against the wall, the vial shattering and the thick drug spilling down the side of the wall. He didn't need a hook up of drugs, but he did wonder if he would come back anyhow.

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I know it's kind of short. But it's just pure sex! I couldn't really draw it out that long. You guys like, I may do a similar story with Suzaku and some Brittanian soldiers. Kinda have it floating around in my head.