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Neon Genesis Evangelion

The A.L.I.A.S.
Vignettes

Disclaimer: Evangelion
and its characters are copyrighted by Gainax and are the creation of Hideaki
Anno.

Asuka Langley
Is A Slut � Vignette 3

***

The Horaki living
room is rather small by Asuka's standards, though most would probably consider
it "cozy". From her seat on the floor, it is only a few feet to the
opposite wall where the stairs lead up to the second floor. Against that wall
a TV rests osmalsmall table, and a wire runs from it to the middle of the room
where it connects to the video game console that is currently occupying her
friend's full attention. The two girls are leaning against the couch situated
in the middle of the wall, enjoying the sporadic breeze that wafts through the
screen door to their left. Both of them are dressed lightly - Asuka in a T-Shirt
and shorts with Hikari in light pants a tank top - due to the warm weather.

"Wow, Asuka,
you're not doing so hot today," Hikari teases, referring to the current
score of the video game.

"Mm. I haven't
played in awhile," the redhead responds.

It had been like
this for a while now. Hikari would make a half-hearted attempt to strike up
conversation with the other girl, only to be treated to a few words and maybe
a grunting noise.

The two girls'
relationship had been somewhat strained as of late, and Asuka knew why.

She tosses a small
look over to see a hint of a frown on her companion's face. Whether it's caused
by the game or something else, she's not sure.

She's probably
heard the rumors, she snorts mentally. On one hand, she's angry that her
friend has come to the point of suspecting something, and on the other she's
upset that her friend would care so much.

Asuka covers her
sneer with a raised can of soda, keeping one eye on the game and avoiding Hikari's
character as best she can to make sure it looks like she's trying.

What's her
damn problem anyway? She always acts so goody-goody. She hears a few rumors
and suddenly I'm not good enough for her.

Hikari has been
acting just like Shinji lately.

Shinji. Asuka's
hands clench reflexively.

It had been awhile
since he had started acting weird. His synch ratio started climbing higher,
and suddenly he began acting differently - ignoring her, and casting her dirty
glances for no apparent reason.

How dare
he. Suddenly he thinks he's too good for her because his stupid Eva gets higher
synch ratios? The irony of the situation infuriated her.

He was such a
weakling, and yet because he got better scores on a theoretical test, he thinks
he's somehow above her.

What had got her
the worst was the snubbing he had been giving her. She had always been able
to turn his head at will with a little bit of teasing or the right clothes,
but he even stopped falling for that. How could he not be interested
in her?

Either way, she
hadn't taken it sitting down. And what she had been doing to him for the past
month or so had crushed him. She could see it in his eyes, in his posture.
He had snapped once and become angry, but it only took two angry words to get
him to back down.

And this
was the invincible Shinji.

Asuka stops her
meandering as she feels liquid running down her hand. She looks to see that
she had unconsciously crushed the half-full can of soda. She puts it back down
on the floor and looks over to see if her friend had noticed, but the other
girl was still focused on the screen. Asuka watches her friend play out of
the corner of her eye.

She had found
him and Hikari talking after school one day. She had only been in the bathroom
for a few minutes, and when she came out they were already chatting it up.
After that she had seen them talking a few times, always playing the observer,
pretending not to see or care. Then Hikari started asking questions about him,
and she had even heard Shinji talking on the phone with her while he thought
she was asleep on the couch.

Both of them,
thinking they're so high and mighty, and then flirting with each other...

Asuka looks up
at the clock on the wall and stops her mental ranting. She notes the time as
5:47. With an exaggerated sigh, she drops her control paddle to the floor in
front of her and stretches.

"I'm done,"
she says, standing.

"Oh,"
Hikari says, sounding somewhat disappointed, "Well, we can -"

"Nah, you
keep playing. I'll just watch," Asuka replies, going over to curl up on
the couch behind Hikari.

"... okay."

Asuka stares at
the back of her friend's head, tracing the strands of hair with her eyes. Her
hair was pulled neatly into her two signature pigtails, and though they would
defiantly have been perfect in the morning, strands of hair had pulled away
and were frayed about.

She reaches forward
and rakes her fingers through her friend's ponytails, causing the other girl
to shift in her seat. After a few seconds of this, she gently pulls the hair
bands off, causing the chocolate hair to cascade down the other girls back.

Asuka stops for
a moment, a frown on her face. After a long moment of contemplation, she pulls
the neural clips out of her own hair, and drops them off the side of the couch,
away from view.

She settles in
her seat and begins slowly running her fingers through her friend's hair, causing
Hikari to sigh contentedly and subsequently causing her performance in the game
to suffer. She alternates raking through her hair with running her nails along
the back of her friends neck or up under her jaw-line.

By now the dull
heat that had been throbbing between her legs all day is being fanned by the
intimate contact. She rearranges herself on the couch so her head is above
Hikari's, and her fingers slowly trail from the girl's shoulders around to under
her chin and her collarbone, always returning to her hair.

By now Hikari
has completely forgotten about the game and lets the controller fall into her
lap, where - Asuka notices with a smirk - it rumbles steadily from the pounding
her virtual avatar is now receiving.

"Mmm. That
feels good, A-Asuka," her friend croons, and Asuka finds herself being
aroused by the quality of her voice to the point where she has to strain herself
to keep from moving too quickly.

After a few more
seconds, Hikari succumbs and leans completely back into the sofa, her head craning
back to rest in front of Asuka's folded knees. Her eyes are closed as Asuka's
fingers sail over her cheeks and up along the bridge of her nose.

Asuka's breathing
increases slightly, and finds her eyes locked onto her friend's lips. Her fingers
move back down to her shoulders, and she runs them up and down the other girl's
upper arm. Each time she reaches down farther, forcing her to bring her head
closer and closer to the other girl's. She soon gets a look down her shirt
at her bra-covered chest, and she suddenly wishes her friend were a little more
open about certain things.

Though the bra
won't be a problem for long...

Asuka takes in
a deep breath and wets her lips as she brings her face slowly closer to her
friend's. She notices that Hikari's breath had quickened as well, and that
she had become slightly tense. By now she can certainly feel the breath washing
over her face.

"As... Asuka?"
Hikari whispers, forcing her eyes open in enough time to see the upside-down
face of her friend descending.

Asuka gently captures
Hikari's lower lip between her own, pulling it back with her as she withdraws
her head back slightly. The other girl is trembling now, her eyes wide and
her hands gripping at the carpet.

Asuuns uns her
hands back up Hikari's arms to cup her cheeks. She leans back in, only to be
held back by a hesitant hand.

Asuka sighs mentally;
she had hoped, delusively, that she would be able to get through the situation
on heat alone. By the somewhat frightened look in her friend's eyes, however,
it appears she will need some prodding.

But even as she
stammers out a barely intelligible question, her physical state manifests itself
to Asuka. It's in the rose on her cheeks, the tension in her shoulders, and
the nervous shifting of the legs that her friend doesn't seem to be aware of.

Hikari repeats
herself, this time slightly more coherently: "A-Asuka... what are you doing?"

Hikari had never
imagined herself in this position before, and she finds herself paralyzed with
confusion. What does this mean? Does she like me... is she gay?
Aside from her friend's motivations, her body's reaction troubles her as well.
She had never kissed anyone before, and found it to be quite intoxicating even
despite the nervousness (the sporadic rumbling from the control paddle hadn't
helped, either). There is also an unidentifiable feeling that all but sparks
at the thought of her first kiss being taken (oh so gently) by her best friend.

Her addled mind
is sorting the information slowly, and she suddenly realizes that she hasn't
made an attempt to move away from her friend. The other girl's thumbs are still
lightly massaging her cheeks, and her hair has fallen around her head, creating
a copper veil that makes the proximity seem impossibly more intimate. And then
there is the intense look in her friend's eye... something that could not possibly
be desire...

Another strange
feeling suddenly surfaces; a strange warmth that both terrifies her and keeps
her rooted to the spot. Somehow, she realizes, Asuka can see this, and
as her face lowers back towards her, she finds herself pursing her lips in anticipation.

Asuka stifles
a moan as Hikari's lips move against her own. They kiss for some time; the
sound of passing cars and chirping birds accompanying the gentle plopping of
parting lips.

Their faces slowly
separate, a think trail of saliva shimmering and then evaporating into the air.
The heat of their mixed breaths warms their faces before they pull away.

Hikari picks her
head off of the couch and looks forward, away from her friend. She takes a
few deep breaths before speaking.

"O... kay..."
she says. Silence lingers. It appears the redhead isn't going to offer up
any explanation. "What... what was that all about?"

She hears her
friend shift on the couch behind her, and she stiffens as she expects to be
touched again. When the touch doesn't come, Hikari doesn't know whether she's
relieved or disappointed.

"I... don't
know," Asuka replies. For the life of her, she couldn't come up with anything
better to say. She hadn't really thought this part through.

"Oh,"
the brunette says, the possible implications of the redheads statement weighing
down her voice.

"Wait, look,
Hikari. I'm... I'm not gay or anything. I just..." Asuka trails
off, trying to phrase it as best she can. "Haven't you ever thought of
anything like that before? You know..."

In truth, Hikari
hadn't. At least, she didn't think she had. Of course she had realized her
friend was pretty, and she had seen her in various states of undress in the
locker room after PE. She was certainly able to appreciate her friend's physique,
but she had never really thought of her sexually.

But now, especially
since A's a's assurance that she wasn't gay had alleviated a lot of the pressure,
she finds that the ideal is somewhat attractive.

She suddenly realizes
that she had left Asuka's question hanging in the air, and she responds as appropriately
as she feels she can, given these new feelings.

"Sometimes."

Asuka sighs inwardly
with relief. She is so worked up she's not sure if she could have take no for
an answer, and Hikari's admission was certainly a good sign.

She again adjusts
her position on the couch, keeping her one hand tucked conspicuously between
her thighs. The heat has built nearly to the point where control has become
impossible.

Although it is
not quite a lack of control that she experiences, part of her muses. She feels
as if she is completely lucid, but her wants... no, her needs... change
so radically that it consumes her.

Asuka suddenly
readjusts herself so she is kneeling right behind Hikari's head, and says, "Well,
we're best friends, right?"

"Yeah..."
comes the unsteady reply.

"Girl friends
do this kind of stuff together don't they? There's nothing wrong with it..."
Her hands move back down to Hikari's bare shoulders. "It's just some experimentation."

With that last
word, she slips her fingers undern the the straps of her tank top and lets them
slide down her arms.

Hikari shivers,
but makes no move to readjust them. They both know what this means.

Just experimentation.
There's nothing wrong with it...

Hikari's thoughts
are disrupted as her friend leans down to press her lips to her right shoulder.

... We're going
to do this!

With the affirmation,
Hikari's body relaxes, and her hand comes up to guide Asuka's mouth up to hers.
As their lips touch, Asuka's other hand slides down into her shirt, past her
cleavage, to rub her belly. Hikari opens her mouth to moan, and Asuka's tongue
creeps in. They kiss hotly. It feels sloppy to Hikari, but that only serves
to increase her passion. She rubs her tongue against Asuka's, suckling on it,
trying to capture as much of her friend as she can until Asuka withdraws to
rains kisses back down her cheek and onto her shoulder, using the hand that
had been rubbing her belly to pull the top upwards.

She finally steps
down from the couch and settles down next to the brunette. She resumes the
kiss, using her other hand to pull the top up until it is completely bunched
up around Hikari's neck. They break the kiss and Hikari hurriedly pulls the
top off and flings it off to the side, revealing her bra-clad chest and flat
stomach.

Asuka raises herself
up higher than her partner and uses a finger to tilt the girl's head upwards.
While holding Hikari's head still with the finger, the redhead positions her
mouth directly over her lips, but does not touch them. She darts her tongue
out as far as she can and begins to lick hastily along the otherl'srl's lips,
and begins to tongue her gums, running them underneath the lip and the cheek.
The teasing generates deep groans from her victim, but still she is surprised
when Hikari pushes herself upwards so they are on equal ground and violently
captures Asuka's mouth with her own.

She begins sucking
hungrily on the redhead's mouth, and soon they are kissing with more intensity
than either expected to feel.

Hikari's current
distorted sense of time tells her that it has either been 20 seconds or two
minutes when Asuka stops the kiss. She finds herself being pushed back so she
is again leaning on the sofa. Hikari moans in ecstasy at the sight of Asuka
getting on all fours and bearing down on her stomach. She looks up at the ceiling
as she feels her best friends tongue running back and forth around her belly
button, and slowly moving upwards.

The class rep
is breathing long, shuddering breaths by the time Asuka's probing tongue makes
it up to her ribcage. Asuka's hands trail up the other girl's side until they
are cupping the sides of Hikari's breasts through the fabric, eliciting a low.
Hikari reaches behind her and fumbles at her bra strap.

Her breath catches
as the clasp unhitches, and she whimpers when she feels the cups rising from
her chest.

Asuka is almost
delirious with need as Hikari's small, perky breasts are reveled. The level
of arousal she's achieving from being with her best friend astounds her. She
reaches forward and grabs each breast with the tips of her fingers and kneads
the flesh, careful not to disturb the already hardened nipples.

"Oh, God...
Asuka...."

The sound of her
friend moaning her name is almost enough to drive her insane. She dispenses
with any build-up she had planned and pulls off her own shirt, the gasp she
hears from her friend sends a shiver down her spine. She quickly leans forward
and grabs Hikari's left breast in her mouth, immediately attacking her nipple
with the flat of her tongue and sucking at the skin.

"Oh, GOD!"
her friend exclaims.

She must be
nearly as worked up as I am, Asuka thinks as her friend's chest pushes up
into her mouth. Asuka is lying as flat against Hikari as possible, so she can
rub her own hardened nipples against the other girl's abs. She moves her body
up and down as she suckles, rubbing her breasts along Hikari's stomach in smooth
lines.

"Mmm,"
she moans deliciously as she pops the breast out of her mouth to favor the other.

Hikari whimpers.
One hand is rubbing against her own cheek while the other grips the carpet,
and she realizes with a daze that she could be more productive. One hand moves
down to rub Asuka's bare back while the other reaches between them to squeeze
one of Asuka's nipples as it comes within reach. Asuka stops moving back and
forth, allowing Hikari to play with her tits as she works.

Hikari watches
Asuka when she pulls away, entranced by the light swaying of her breasts. She
suddenly feels the need to take them into her mouth, but with the fire burning
between her legs, she can barely coordinate her breathing.

Asuka decides
it is time to move to the next step, and her decision is affirmed by the reaction
she gets when she begins to undo the buckle of the girl's pants.

Hikari nearly
gurgles as Asuka loosens her pants and begins to tug them down her legs. The
slight sensation of them sliding down her pelvis is maddening. Oh my God,
I'm already about to come.

When her pants
are gone, Asuka immediately presses her palm against Hikari's panties, causing
her legs to spread reflexively.

Oh God oh God
oh God oh God oh God...

Asuka's ownire ire
has built up to a plateau she had never imagined, and if she doesn't get release
soon, she is afraid she will lose her mind. So she hooks her thumbs around
Hikari's panties and pulls them quickly down her legs. She intends to bring
her friend off as quickly as possible. She lies flat on her stomach between
Hikari's legs and begins to move forward.

Hikari spreads
her legs as wide as she can and closes her eyes. Unsatisfied, she reaches down
and grabs her legs behind the knee and pulls them back into the air, exposing
herself as much as possible.

It feels like
there is a fire burning in her and she knows one touch will set her off.

"Oh my God..."

Asuka can read
the signs, and her face settles above Hikari's crotch, washing her friends pussy
with her hot breath. She slides her hands down her friend's thighs until they
frame her glistening slit.

"Oh my God..."

Asuka takes a
breath, and shoves her face into her friend's pussy, licking with abandon and
using her nose to stimulate the clitoris.

"OH MY GOD!"

Hikari comes harder
than she ever thought possible, her mouth open in silent screams as her entire
body is wracked with pleasure.

Asuka holds onto
her friend's ass with her hands and keeps her face pressed against her as the
girl's hips buck wildly.

As the panting
girl finally comes down, Asuka quickly pulls away from her and stands.

Hikari looks up
in a euphoric daze to see her friend standing above her, her face glistening
with her juices. She watches as the girl urgently reaches down and pulls her
shorts off, leaving her clad in only her panties. Hikari is surprised to see
a pained expression on her face.

Of course...
if she was anywhere near as hot as I was....

"Hikari,"
the redhead pleaded in a voice like she had never heard before. "Please..."

Hikari sits up
against the couch again motions for Asuka to come to her. When she is standing
above her, with her legs on either side, the brunette reaches up and pulls the
panties down her legs.

Pausing only momentarily
to gaze upon her prize, she reaches around behind the girl's legs to grab her
ass, and pulls her towards her face.

Asuka stumbles
with a moan, and bends over Hikari to support herself on the couch. She squats
slightly to give Hikari better access to her vagina. She is rewarded with a
tongue delving inside her and running along her inner walls.

Ah... why is
this so intense...? Asuka thinks. Her pleasure quickly builds, causing
her to stand on her toes arch her back.

Hikari finds herself
enjoying the taste of her friend, and she runs her hands all over her friend's
legs and ass. She buries herself in her friends lap and quickens her pace.

This easily pushes
Asuka over the edge. She comes with a guttural moan as wave after wave of pleasure
snakes up her body from her center, leaving her vision spotted with red and
her knees weak.

She slides down
until she is almost sitting in Hikari's lap, panting. The other girl rests
her head on her shoulder, and they stay in each other's embrace for quite awhile.

While Asuka is
still riding the afterglow, Hikari is seriously contemplating the naked girl
in her arms. She pulls back a little bit and as she looks down at the naked
skin in front of her and finds herself becoming aroused again.

In fact, the thought
of her and Asuka doing this again was suddenly very appealing. She had never
expected a world of pleasure quite like this, and the ability to engage in such
an activity freely made her head swim.

Now I'm sure
I find her attractive, she thinks. God, just the idea of being able
to look at her naked body whenever I want...

After she is sure
Asuka has calmed down, she snakes her hand down between their bodies and finds
Asuka's pussy. She begins rubbing gently, causing Asuka to squirm in her arms.

"... again?"

"Okay."

The two girls
stand up, and Asuka pushes Hikari down on the couch. She lies flat out on top
of her and kisses her deeply. For a minute they lay there, squirming against
each other, hands wandering aimlessly across each other's bodies.

Finally Asuka
arranges herself so that one of her legs is pressed againstari'ari's pussy and
begins grinding against Hikari's leg. Although this doesn't stimulate them
nearly as much as direct contact, it creates a slowly budding pleasure that
both of them find incredibly enjoyable. Asuka rubs her nipples against Hikari's,
and her hands roam all over Hikari's body and Hikari does the same. As the
pleasure intensifies, the sound of their panting begins to get louder, and moans
once again fill the room.

"Oh, Asuka,
I'm gonna come soon."

They're now rubbing
furiously together and as Asuka feels her own orgasm approaching, she leans
back away from Hikari, rearranging their legs in a scissor-like position. Hikari
bucks against her and comes loudly, but as Asuka looks up to see watch her friend's
face as she comes, she stops dead.

She is looking
past the couch, past the sweaty face of her friend, and right at the front door,
where Shinji Ikari stares wide eyed into the small room on the other side of
the screen.

He always had
been punctual.

"Asssukkkaaaaaa!!!!!"
Hikari nearly screams her name, too caught up to notice the horrified look on
Asuka's face, or the fact that her partner had stopped moving completely. Asuka
watches as Shinji stumbles backwards down the front steps, and disappears from
view.

Her body suddenly
feeling very cold, Asuka rolls off the couch and off of Hikari. She stays there
for a moment, panting. Legions of completely different thoughts march through
her head, and confusion threatens to overwhelm her.

I can't believe
I completely forgot about him... how the hell did I forget? She looks back
at Hikari who is watching her through half-lidded eyes. How did I get so
wrapped up in her that I completely forget...?

I only did
this to get back at Shinji, she thinks. Suddenly, she feels slightly sick
to her stomach and wracked with guilt. No, but... he deserved this. I didn't
do anything wrong -

"Asuka...?"
Hikari's hesitant voice cuts through Asuka's thoughts, causing her to flinch.

She stands up
on shaky legs and collects her panties and shorts.

This is what
I wanted, what the hell is wrong with me. Why am I feeling guilty?

"Asuka...
what's wrong?" Hikari asked, and Asuka suddenly became aware of her presence
right behind her. She didn't turn to face her though, because she couldn't.

She had never
felt the way she had felt with Hikari before. It wasn't just physical attraction
or sexual energy...

I don't need
anyone.

"N-Nothing...
I'm fine... I just have to go."

"But Asuka...
we... what's wrong... please tell me." Hikari reaches out to touch Asuka's
shoulder, but the girl steps away.

Asuka barely registers
the sound of her voice as she pulls up her shorts.

She walks over
to the TV, where her discarded shirt had landed. She pulls the fabric off the
screen, revealing blinking white text.

'Game Over.'

***

Asuka steps out
of Hikari's house and walks down the steps quickly, only pausing to scoop up
a small white piece of paper that lay discarded at the bottom of the steps.
She doesn't slow her frantic pace until she is sure Hikari could no longer see
her from her house. She looks down at the familiar piece of paper.

'Shinji,

Meet me at
my house around 6 tonight,

- Hikari'

The note sustains
the massive confusion she feels. She is disgusted with herself for feeling
guilty about what she had planned out. She knows it was what she had wanted
to do. She had justified itself to her many times. But the guilt is still
there, and strong.

I don't know
what to think anymore.

And the fact that
she had left her guard down so much scared her.

She crumples the
offending piece of paper and tosses it into a trashcan as she passes.

I don't even
know who I am.

***

- reizig <whatsup@lemontastica.com>
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