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Inversion	By : Amitakartok_The_Writer Category: +M to R > Neon Genesis Evangelion Views: 7263 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: This story is based on an Evangelion fanfic I wrote and posted on another site. Whoever owns Evangelion and all it's characters, I'm not that person/company. Similarly, I do not make any profit from it.

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More softcore goodness for those who like it. Those who don't... [points in the direction of Prison of Flesh].

It was an ordinary night at an ordinary apartment. If someone were to look through the balcony door, they would see the eldest of the three occupants sprawled out on the couch, her attention focused on the TV as her off-hand deftly opened a beer can without even looking. If said observer were to have a sharp ear as well, the sound of a shower could be heard from deep inside the apartment.

Which was precisely what drew the boy to the bathroom door.

Asuka silently cursed as once again he was deprived of his prize. It was stupid of him to hope Shinji would forget to hang a towel over the door's handle with express intention of blocking any peeking.

She never did.

Once again he silently cursed the girl. Katsuragi was sexy as hell but he wasn't really a fan of older women. Of course, that didn't prevent him from fantasizing about her many times. He didn't feel any guilt for that; he was a teenage boy, damn it! Teenage boys were horny by nature.

As unbelievably sexy Katsuragi was, he needed more. He needed something else. It would be logical to assume then that his other flatmate would supply him with material. There was no choice really; he already browsed over her friends' photo collection and was outright disgusted at its quality. He simply couldn't believe why would any man be turned on from crotch photos of girls taken covertly during PE lessons.

Japanese men were sissies, all of them.

He needed something stronger. Something MUCH stronger. Strong enough to send those bunch of man-pretenders flying into the sky with nosebleed propulsion.

He needed material.

Much to his chagrin however, he failed to catch Shinji red-handed. No glimpses of cleavage from leaning forward, no suspicious sounds from her room...

...no peeping on her during showering.

His thoughts were interrupted when the sound of the shower abruptly ceased. Asuka silently but quickly jumped onto his feet and hid in the nearest room which happened to be Katsuragi's. A few minutes later, he heard the bathroom door open and Shinji walked towards her room, oblivious to his presence. As soon as the girl was out of sight, Asuka stepped out of the door way and rushed into the bathroom. With his attempt at helping himself to more material failed, he had no choice but to resort to his usual method of relieving his frustration. Sure enough, the laundry bin was wide open after the room's last occupant used it.

As he was digging the clothes for a certain piece of Katsuragi's used clothing, Asuka caught glimpse of something white from the corner or his eye. Plucking it out of the mess, it wasn't what he was searching for. No, it was even better than that.

One of Shinji's panties.

He knew who it belonged to for two reasons. One, he already saw lots of Katsuragi's underwear up close and therefore knew their size. This one was much smaller.

Two, it was plain white. Katsuragi had a wide selection of underwear, most of them lacy. None of them white but a varied collection of colors, mostly black. Hell, he even found a translucent one at one time which gave him enough mental material for weeks.

Now however, he was presented with a unique chance. He carefully examined the fabric, searching for any suspicious spots of discoloration. Finding none, he shrugged and experimentally took a sniff of the internal layer where it touched her body. The aroma was slightly different than Katsuragi's; he guessed every woman's sacred place has a unique smell. He was about to pocket his find when he noticed something dark on the fabric and his eyes went wide. Two shaky fingers reached inside the panty and returned back out with a short, curly strand of black hair pinched between them.

"S... she... she's... hairy?" - he whispered as his mind ran wild. Images of the girl in various states of undress flashed across his mind, not much different from his previous fantasies. What was different however is the dark patch at the junction of her legs. Asuka saw much porn since he knew what was what but over time, he found himself bored of seeing all those clean-shaven pussies. It was getting progressively harder to get turned on by watching them get pounded. THIS, however...

He felt the raging erection even before he came to his senses and hid the treasure in his pocket. Quickly rearranging everything similarly to how they were, the boy fled back to his room. The door wasn't even closed yet when he was already tugging on his waistband, the tent in his pants desperately wanting to be freed. It didn't take much time before the last layer of clothing was gone and his erection sprang forth with a hardness he didn't felt for some time. He wasn't big enough yet for his foreskin to fully retract during an erection but it was only a matter of time. Asuka took care to lock the door behind him and fished the panties out of the pocket, already stroking himself with his other hand as he awkwardly went towards his bed with his pants around his ankles and his shirt in the process of being removed by his panty-bearing free hand.

This was going to be a good one.

The following day, Asuka arrived home from school with intent.

Finally recognizing the unique possibility he represented, the stooges gave in to his convincing and 'authorized him to acquire pictures of Shinji in her natural habitat', as Aida put it. They even offered him a substantial cut of the profits if he could get some good material - and damn it, he was going to deliver. Not the creepy voyeur shit they sell but real material. Even if he has to rip off her clothes to do it.

Naturally, the girl was uncooperative. No amount of convincing and offers of compensation worked, even threats were thrown back into his face. Finally, he gave up and went to the kitchen to get a drink while he thought about his next approach.

When he got back to the living room however, Asuka's legs nearly rooted to the ground in surprise.

Shinji was no longer lying on her front and reading. Instead, she was now sitting in seiza with her back to him, her arms crossed in front of her chest.

She was also completely naked.

"Didn't you say-"

"Well, I wasn't going to strip in front of you!" - she shot back with a quiver in her voice at the word 'strip'. - "I don't like being watched like that." - she added as she finally looked at him, a blush of embarrassment painting her cheeks with rosy colors. At his continued inaction, she lost her temper. - "Well? Are you going to stand there or are we going to do this and let me redress before Misato comes home and thinks we're playing domsub in our spare time?"

Now that was an enticing thought for Asuka. Nevertheless, he didn't say a word as he hurriedly scrambled the camera from his pocket.

By the time he got it, the tent on his pants was clearly visible. Shinji was curled up on the couch, hugging her knees as her ankles crossed in front of her privates. The first picture therefore captured this scene, from an angle which clearly showed her nakedness. The next was the same pose, except Shinji was lying on her back and looking straight into the camera. The third was her lying on her stomach, no longer curled up.

Then she completely and utterly surprised him once more when she sat up and slowly lowered her arms from her chest, giving him his first view of her small breasts. - "Do you still think I'm a mune nai onna?" - she asked in an audibly embarrassed tone.

Asuka didn't answer as he aimed the camera straight at the conical mounds and feverishly took pictures while his pants were nearly at their bursting point.

She seemed to hesitate before sprawling out on the couch, one hand covering her privates but otherwise not hiding anything. - "Is this enough?" - she asked almost inaudibly.

"More than enough..." - he breathed, not even taking pictures this time but taking in the amazing sight in front of him.

"Are you... going to keep any of these?"

"Maybe."

"For yourself only?"

"...yeah."

She didn't say any more as she slowly removed the hand... and looked up at the sound of the camera clattering on the floor.

Never in his life was Asuka so turned on than this moment. His entire body was belching heat as his heart nearly jumped out of his chest from the intensity it was beating with. He didn't even react when she openly looked at the tent on his crotch. - "Pervert..." - she muttered as she looked away with a blush. - "You know... this turned me on too..." - she remarked as she stood up and walked up to him, giving him another full frontal view.

"So...?" - Asuka asked, his breath ragged at sight of the ultimate beauty bearing down on him.

"I think we'll have to do something about it, don't we?" - she whispered as she closed in the remaining distance between their faces and captured his lips with her own.

The kiss was nothing short of electrifying. Her lips softly danced against his as her tongue probed for entrance, finally gaining it and entangling with his while her naked body pressed into him. He experimentally cupped one breast, expecting her to push him away. Instead, he felt her press into him even more which he took as an invitation to continue. Even as his other hand crept onto the small of her back and gave it a firm squeeze, he felt her hands unbuckle his belt before he felt his hardness swing forth and touch something hairy. He broke the kiss and wandered lower, laying small kisses on her neck before arriving at her breast. He nuzzled the nipple with his nose, earning himself a soft giggle from above before he took it between his lips and gently sucked on it. The sharp intake of breath was his sign of heading in the right direction and he continued his efforts while massaging the other breast with his free hand until she stopped him. By that time his shirt was already gone. - "Are you trying to hog all the attention-giving to yourself?" - she asked as she kissed him again before kneeling in front of the now also naked boy.

"What, you didn't like that?"

"Oh, I did. But someone here looks in need of attention himself." - she answered as she ran her hands along his member. She examined the erect manhood from every angle, delicate fingers probing its stiffness and dimensions between tugging at the partially retracted foreskin. - "It's big..." - she breathed as she gave the exposed tip of his glans a small lick, sending a jolt across his body accompanied by a yelp from his mouth. The corners of her mouth drew into a mischievous smile as she locked eyes with him and pulled back his foreskin completely. He couldn't stifle the small sigh when her soft lips closed around his member. Despite the logical side of his mind telling him she would never do this, he couldn't break eye contact with the girl as she slowly took him deeper into her mouth.

The very same mouth which always snarked at him for actually enjoying his job was now sucking him off.

Not even the softest panty he ever jerked off with could rival what he felt at the moment. The warm and moist sensation rhythmically moving up and down coaxed involuntary moans of various pitch from his own throat. Not even in his wildest fantasies did he think this would feel so fucking good!

She obviously knew her effect on him as she kept a slow and sensual tempo while keeping eye contact. That just turned him even more, if that was possible for a teenage boy getting his first taste of oral sex from a nude teenage girl kneeling between his legs.

Especially once he saw the girl's other hand between her thighs, no doubt pleasuring herself. His theory was confirmed when he saw the girl's eyes squinting a bit with an inner cloudiness... followed by a small moan whose vibrations assaulted his manhood directly.

That was finally what sent him over the edge. His hip unconsciously thrust forward, sending his member to the back of her mouth before the first jet of semen erupted. He heard her reflexively trying to cough his load back up, half-expecting her to spit him right back and throw insults at him for releasing himself without warning; therefore, he was mildly surprised when her hand started pumping him roughly as if she was milking him, the girl trying to suppress her gagging reflex as his lower regions jerked forward again and again, releasing another wave and a weaker third. Not a single drop went astray as she swallowed it all, surprising him yet again. Even after he was sated, she kept stroking his length with both hand and lips.

She started squirming below. He thought she was going to release him and stand up when she suddenly sat back onto the carpet and spread her legs wide, now openly playing with herself as she kept pumping him. The sight of her nakedness and her continued ministrations were just too much; soon he was hard once again.

That was when she finally let him go, his member leaving her lips with a wet pop. - "You enjoyed that, didn't you?" - she asked with a teasing smirk as she turned on her heels and slowly walked back to the couch, her bare hips gently swaying as she walked.

She bent over the couch without breaking eye contact with him, one hand slowly caressing the puffy lips at the junction of her thighs. Asuka was mesmerized at the sight of the bare girlhood now presented to him. He always fantasized about how it would look but the real version and the sight of Shinji openly masturbating right in front of him was just so fucking sexy his member was almost painfully stiff and aching to taste it. - "What are you waiting for? Help yourself." - she whispered in an inviting tone as she spread her labia, revealing pink flesh with a wet sheen framing the clearly visible hymen.

The boy didn't need any more encouraging. He borderline leaped to the offered piece of paradise, firmly grasping onto her waist with one hand as the other aligned himself with her dripping lower lips.

"Don't be too rough. It's my first time." - was the last thing he heard before he slowly pushed inside her...

...and his eyes flew open.

He didn't need any clues to know what happened. The wet puddle of fresh semen starting from his already deflating member and spread across his torso was clue enough. Shinji's panties were still wrapped around the now almost completely flaccid appendage from when he fell asleep after relieving himself.

He didn't have such a perverted dream for years, yet the fact still made him grin. The only thing he regretted was waking up from it.

Now if only he could recall the details of that dream...
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