Special Additive
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+M to R › Neon Genesis Evangelion
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
19,480
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I don't own Evangelion, nor will I make any money from this.
Ch #1 - Special Additive
"Hey, Shinji, pay attention. I'll show you how a real Eva pilots fly." Asuka's voice rang out from the monitor.
Shinji was used to this kind of treatment, but it still got on his nerves. It was supposed to be his turn to sortie, but Asuka pushed herself to the front of the line. He wasn't complaining, let Asuka blow herself up if she wants, just leave him alone. He was tired of her taunting.
"Oh, and make sure I've got a cold drink waiting for me to celebrate my victory." Her arrogant voice called out again.
Everyone in the control room turned and looked at him, waiting to see how he was going to react. Shinji's face turned redder than Asuka's plugsuit. He dropped his eyes and stormed out, trying to ignore the crowd of people laughing at him.
He could hear the explosions ringing outside as he roamed the corridors looking for the mess hall. It was strangely empty in Nerv's headquarters, all of the staff either at their posts or watching the battle from the observation deck. Shinji wasn't sure what Asuka liked to drink, but she did say she wanted a cold drink, so a milkshake should be good enough for her. A strawberry milkshake was the only thing that made sense to him, so Shinji started looking through the fridge for the ingredients.
As Shinji started mixing Asuka's drink together, he kept wondering why it was Asuka felt the need to pick on him. If it wasn't for her abrasive attitude, she would be a great person. She was smart, popular, a great pilot and a beautiful girl. God she was pretty. Somehow it pissed Shinji off that such a beautiful girl was such a bitch. It pissed him off that the world would allow for such a stark contrast. While Shinji was busy being her little lapdog, Asuka was up there right now, risking her life, fighting in that tight little plugsuit. It pissed him off that such a terrible person could look that great, that fucking fantastic. The way her plugsuit hugged her hips so snuggly, formed to her butt so closely that he could see everything, it drove him mad. There were even a few times during training that Shinji was sure he could see a the faint outline of her crotch pressing up against her plugsuit.
Shinji's heart began to wildly, erotic visions of Asuka's tight slender body racing through his mind. He shut the door and pushed a chair up against it. When he was pretty sure no one could get in, he plopped himself down in a chair and let his hand roam around in his pants, thinking of Asuka. He hated that bitch, but she was so damn hot. Jumbled visions of himself thrusting deeply in and out of Asuka's tight wet holes made Shinji's cock throb in his hand. His breathing became erratic and he knew he be finished soon. He looked around for a towel or something to finish in to, but he see anything he could use. Then the idea hit him, he could just finish in to Asuka's drink, that fucking bitch deserved it. With one hand, he grabbed Asuka's glass with one hand and pumped his dick with the other. The idea of what he was about to do drove him wild and when his body tensed up and his orgasm hit, he came harder than he ever had before. His body was twitching so much that it was difficult to get all of his cum in to her cup, but with one last jerk, he managed not to spill a single drop.
There was a wonderfully evil sensation floating through his veins. It was the first time Shinji had ever taken a stand, finally gotten a little revenge. The hot sticky cum was floating on top of the strawberry milkshake was starting to smell funny so Shinji took a spoon and stirred it until there was no trace of it left.
As Shinji finally came back down from his ecstasy high, he realized just how much trouble he could get in to if he actually went through with his plan. The idea was exciting, but he wasn't really feeling up to it anymore, it just felt wrong.
"Shinji, where the hell is my drink?" Asuka's voice boomed through the compound.
"Fine then." Shinji muttered, "If she wants her drink, then she can have it."
Making sure there wasn't any trace of his cum left on top of the milkshake, Shinji hurried back to the control room and handed Asuka her drink.
"Finally!" Asuka bellowed, "I was wondering if you had gotten lost or something."
"Here!" Shinji said looking down, hating Asuka with every fiber in his body.
Asuka snatched the drink away from Shinji and gulped half of it down. "Hey, what the hell? This tastes strange. Shinji, how did you mess up something as simple as a milkshake."
Shinji felt sick, thinking he might get caught. Quickly he came up with an answer. "Well, you took so long... it must be warm already."
Somehow, Asuka nodded. "Yeah, that angel was a tricky one. Just be glad I took care of it this time, it probably would have killed you like a child."
Drink up, Shinji thought, as he watched Asuka slurp down the rest of the cum filled smoothie. The idea of his semen slowly dripping down Asuka's throat made Shinji's blood rush once again, his cock pressing against his pants. Asuka kept taunting him, but he couldn’t care less, he just watching her lips, watching her swallow his load without even realizing it.
As soon as Shinji got home, he hid in his room, reliving the experience. He must have rubbed himself raw masturbating that night. Shinji was so involved with himself he didn't notice how much time had gone by. When Misato finally knocked on his door for dinner, Shinji thought he might have ripped his dick off in surprise. It took him a few minutes to regain his composure before he was ready to face Asuka at the dinner table.
That night they were eating Misato's specialty, instant noodles. It was the same old boring thing they had been eating all week, but for Shinji it was a little more exciting. He watched slowly as Asuka brought the noodles to her lips, slurping them down with little regard for manners. Shinji kept imagining how it would look to see her eating the same noodles if they were covered in cum. The rude slurping sound suddenly became erotically enticing, sending shivers down Shinji's spine, directly down to his crotch. The soup must have been to too hot for Asuka because she choked while drinking it, this little action drove Shinji mad with excitement.
He quietly excused himself and headed for the bathroom, a few minutes alone was all he needed. As he worked himself he kept thinking about Asuka's soft velvety lips. He thought about the soft suckling sounds she made while slurping down her noodles and pushed him over the edge. He was weak from all his earlier masturbation, but he still had a little cum left in him. He grabbed for piece of toilet paper to finish in to, but there wasn't any left. It was too late to stop now and he ended up spilling his cum on to his hand. It must have been his tenth load of the day and his semen was thinning out. He went to the sink to wash off his hands then he had an idea. Asuka's tooth brush was sitting right there, all alone, inviting him to do something he knew was wrong. He took her tooth brush and lightly dipped it in to his palm, rubbing his cum deep in to the bristles. He didn't know if she would be able to tell what he did to it, but frankly, he didn't care.
He sat back down at the dinner table, trying to hide his smile.
“What’s with the smile, Shinji-kun?” Misato asked, drinking her fifth beer of the night.
“Oh nothing,” Shinji answered, returning to his instant noodles.
“Did you remember to wash your hands?” Asuka nagged.
“Yeah,” Shinji nodded, “Did you remember to brush your teeth this morning?”
Author's notes
Not my best work, I know. But I’ve tried to write this fic about five times now and I always ended up scraping the story halfway though. Also, this story should be a lot longer, but I’m not really sure where to go with it and it seemed like a good place to stop. For some reason, I really hate this story, but I love the idea, so I might write more if people like it. If anyone's got any suggestions, please let me know.
I'm considering having Shinji start cooking breakfast for Asuka, or baking for her, somehow continue his fetish without letting her find out. Also I'm thinking of later on, letting her find out and she joins in on the fun. Also he could start doing this to other people, Misato or Rei, but the whole revenge on Asuka thing makes more sense to me.
Shinji was used to this kind of treatment, but it still got on his nerves. It was supposed to be his turn to sortie, but Asuka pushed herself to the front of the line. He wasn't complaining, let Asuka blow herself up if she wants, just leave him alone. He was tired of her taunting.
"Oh, and make sure I've got a cold drink waiting for me to celebrate my victory." Her arrogant voice called out again.
Everyone in the control room turned and looked at him, waiting to see how he was going to react. Shinji's face turned redder than Asuka's plugsuit. He dropped his eyes and stormed out, trying to ignore the crowd of people laughing at him.
He could hear the explosions ringing outside as he roamed the corridors looking for the mess hall. It was strangely empty in Nerv's headquarters, all of the staff either at their posts or watching the battle from the observation deck. Shinji wasn't sure what Asuka liked to drink, but she did say she wanted a cold drink, so a milkshake should be good enough for her. A strawberry milkshake was the only thing that made sense to him, so Shinji started looking through the fridge for the ingredients.
As Shinji started mixing Asuka's drink together, he kept wondering why it was Asuka felt the need to pick on him. If it wasn't for her abrasive attitude, she would be a great person. She was smart, popular, a great pilot and a beautiful girl. God she was pretty. Somehow it pissed Shinji off that such a beautiful girl was such a bitch. It pissed him off that the world would allow for such a stark contrast. While Shinji was busy being her little lapdog, Asuka was up there right now, risking her life, fighting in that tight little plugsuit. It pissed him off that such a terrible person could look that great, that fucking fantastic. The way her plugsuit hugged her hips so snuggly, formed to her butt so closely that he could see everything, it drove him mad. There were even a few times during training that Shinji was sure he could see a the faint outline of her crotch pressing up against her plugsuit.
Shinji's heart began to wildly, erotic visions of Asuka's tight slender body racing through his mind. He shut the door and pushed a chair up against it. When he was pretty sure no one could get in, he plopped himself down in a chair and let his hand roam around in his pants, thinking of Asuka. He hated that bitch, but she was so damn hot. Jumbled visions of himself thrusting deeply in and out of Asuka's tight wet holes made Shinji's cock throb in his hand. His breathing became erratic and he knew he be finished soon. He looked around for a towel or something to finish in to, but he see anything he could use. Then the idea hit him, he could just finish in to Asuka's drink, that fucking bitch deserved it. With one hand, he grabbed Asuka's glass with one hand and pumped his dick with the other. The idea of what he was about to do drove him wild and when his body tensed up and his orgasm hit, he came harder than he ever had before. His body was twitching so much that it was difficult to get all of his cum in to her cup, but with one last jerk, he managed not to spill a single drop.
There was a wonderfully evil sensation floating through his veins. It was the first time Shinji had ever taken a stand, finally gotten a little revenge. The hot sticky cum was floating on top of the strawberry milkshake was starting to smell funny so Shinji took a spoon and stirred it until there was no trace of it left.
As Shinji finally came back down from his ecstasy high, he realized just how much trouble he could get in to if he actually went through with his plan. The idea was exciting, but he wasn't really feeling up to it anymore, it just felt wrong.
"Shinji, where the hell is my drink?" Asuka's voice boomed through the compound.
"Fine then." Shinji muttered, "If she wants her drink, then she can have it."
Making sure there wasn't any trace of his cum left on top of the milkshake, Shinji hurried back to the control room and handed Asuka her drink.
"Finally!" Asuka bellowed, "I was wondering if you had gotten lost or something."
"Here!" Shinji said looking down, hating Asuka with every fiber in his body.
Asuka snatched the drink away from Shinji and gulped half of it down. "Hey, what the hell? This tastes strange. Shinji, how did you mess up something as simple as a milkshake."
Shinji felt sick, thinking he might get caught. Quickly he came up with an answer. "Well, you took so long... it must be warm already."
Somehow, Asuka nodded. "Yeah, that angel was a tricky one. Just be glad I took care of it this time, it probably would have killed you like a child."
Drink up, Shinji thought, as he watched Asuka slurp down the rest of the cum filled smoothie. The idea of his semen slowly dripping down Asuka's throat made Shinji's blood rush once again, his cock pressing against his pants. Asuka kept taunting him, but he couldn’t care less, he just watching her lips, watching her swallow his load without even realizing it.
As soon as Shinji got home, he hid in his room, reliving the experience. He must have rubbed himself raw masturbating that night. Shinji was so involved with himself he didn't notice how much time had gone by. When Misato finally knocked on his door for dinner, Shinji thought he might have ripped his dick off in surprise. It took him a few minutes to regain his composure before he was ready to face Asuka at the dinner table.
That night they were eating Misato's specialty, instant noodles. It was the same old boring thing they had been eating all week, but for Shinji it was a little more exciting. He watched slowly as Asuka brought the noodles to her lips, slurping them down with little regard for manners. Shinji kept imagining how it would look to see her eating the same noodles if they were covered in cum. The rude slurping sound suddenly became erotically enticing, sending shivers down Shinji's spine, directly down to his crotch. The soup must have been to too hot for Asuka because she choked while drinking it, this little action drove Shinji mad with excitement.
He quietly excused himself and headed for the bathroom, a few minutes alone was all he needed. As he worked himself he kept thinking about Asuka's soft velvety lips. He thought about the soft suckling sounds she made while slurping down her noodles and pushed him over the edge. He was weak from all his earlier masturbation, but he still had a little cum left in him. He grabbed for piece of toilet paper to finish in to, but there wasn't any left. It was too late to stop now and he ended up spilling his cum on to his hand. It must have been his tenth load of the day and his semen was thinning out. He went to the sink to wash off his hands then he had an idea. Asuka's tooth brush was sitting right there, all alone, inviting him to do something he knew was wrong. He took her tooth brush and lightly dipped it in to his palm, rubbing his cum deep in to the bristles. He didn't know if she would be able to tell what he did to it, but frankly, he didn't care.
He sat back down at the dinner table, trying to hide his smile.
“What’s with the smile, Shinji-kun?” Misato asked, drinking her fifth beer of the night.
“Oh nothing,” Shinji answered, returning to his instant noodles.
“Did you remember to wash your hands?” Asuka nagged.
“Yeah,” Shinji nodded, “Did you remember to brush your teeth this morning?”
Author's notes
Not my best work, I know. But I’ve tried to write this fic about five times now and I always ended up scraping the story halfway though. Also, this story should be a lot longer, but I’m not really sure where to go with it and it seemed like a good place to stop. For some reason, I really hate this story, but I love the idea, so I might write more if people like it. If anyone's got any suggestions, please let me know.
I'm considering having Shinji start cooking breakfast for Asuka, or baking for her, somehow continue his fetish without letting her find out. Also I'm thinking of later on, letting her find out and she joins in on the fun. Also he could start doing this to other people, Misato or Rei, but the whole revenge on Asuka thing makes more sense to me.