Finally, FINALLY, the day arrives- she leaps into her beloved's arms, reunited with him! For the first time in months, Kaguya can touch Zero, can smell him and feel him. He's slighter than she would have imagined, but his bearing is stately and his shoulders are straight-set. He has the feel of ROYALTY, and this thrills Kaguya. Another who thinks as she does, who can grasp the obligation she feels toward her people, and toward herself.
When they are alone together, Kaguya begins to gently grind into Zero, leaning with firm pressure against his shoulder and hip. Though he initally tenses up, Zero relaxes in short order, and he removes one of his gloves. With his bare hand, he cradles her face in long fingers, making her whimper with lusty, painful glee. Kaguya slides the gap of her pussy lips along the armrest of the chair where Zero sits.
Lelouch isn't disturbed. Euphemia was like this. Hell, CORNELIA was like this, and when she caught her little brother peeking in one day as she was masturbating, she had decided to make him grasp what she was doing rather than send him away. It still makes Lelouch hard to think of his young fingers, even then slender and dexterous, probing inside Cornelia, his violet eyes catching her blue ones at the corners as she urged him on with gasps of breath.