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My Favorite Part	By : Henryjamesthefith Category: +M to R > Neon Genesis Evangelion Views: 6135 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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My Favorite Part
It was time to decide. The moment she had been waiting for. She pushed the boy into the chair, making him yelp in surprise.
“Shinji! Which part of me do you like best?”
She presented herself to him, her hips not far from his face as he fought to understand what the girl was trying to do.
“What?”
She huffed. “I said which part of me is your favorite?”
Shinji stared openly at her face, then blushed.
Heh. The idiot. Of course it’ll be my ass, or my breasts or something like that-
He mumbled something. She didn’t catch it.
“Speak up, idiot! I can’t hear-“
“I said everything!”
The boy was blushing heavily. Asuka almost took a step back as he faced her head on. The look of meekness vanished under his mop of hair as he faced the ground.
“Your hair…”
He let his arms hang loosely. He took on an almost defeated air, a hopeless kind of surrender.
“Your neck…”
His hands twitched.
“Your eyes, your nose, your mouth…”
His hands clenched, opening again.
“Your teeth, your ears, your cheeks, your shoulders, chest, back…”
He grew more confident as she grew more and more unsteady.
“..belly, legs, butt, feet, toes, arms, elbows, wrists..”
He pushed himself off the stool, still averting his eyes to the ground. She took a step back now.
“…fingers, nails, palms…”
He looked straight into her face. Her heart missed a beat as she saw the fierce look of mixed determination and embarrassment on his face.
“I like your smile, your laughter, your tears and giggles! I like your face when the sun hits it on a morning sky, or when the rain makes your hair stick to your face in a storm! I like the way your dress billows when the wind acts up, and the way your shorts ride up your butt at home! I like the smell of your perfume, and the smell of your sweat from training! I like the way you stick your tongue at me when you’re teasing me, the look of surprise when I save you, over and over again! I like the way you smile when you win! The way you laugh at a joke, sigh when you’re bored, frown when you’re thinking!”
He took a step towards her, while every time she backed away. Soon, she ran out of space behind herself.
“I like the way you fight in the Eva, and bear the pain it brings! I like the way you hide your smile when you’re proud of me!”
He placed a hand on both sides of her head. He was inches from her own face; she could almost feel his breath on her.
“I like the way you put me down, and the way you praise me! I like everything about you, Asuka!”
He drew up to an inch away from her. He was breathing heavily, each warm puff of air washing over her already heated cheeks.
“So don’t, ever, make me choose from a single part of you! I can only choose you , the whole you, with every facet and flaw and detail!”
His eyes switched like crazy between her eyes. Anger and desperation seemed to spark from the boy’s glowing eyes as the light was reflected within them.
This is it! The Shinji I want!
Her heart was working overdrive, her mind unraveling quickly.
But no words formed in her mouth. She couldn’t admit defeat.
“I…”
The boy still looked at her. Waiting, his eyes pleading, his face demanding an answer. Then..
He grunted, punching the wall behind her with open palms, and turned away. She bit her lip, slid down the wall and sat there, shocked, silent and trembling.
He had opened up. For once, he had spoken from his heart. And she had rejected him, indifference and disgust mixed with the fear in her eyes.
As he closed the door of his room, he promised never to let himself go that far ever again. Never to admit, never give in.
His ears welcomed the comfort of music as he pushed the buds inside them, letting the soft sounds wash his mind free.
But the tears still came.
*
*
Asuka was torn between running away and running right to him. The pain in her heart was just as awful as she had thought it would be. After all these years of futile attempts at becoming self-reliant, she knew that no matter how strong she was, no matter how smart and mature and dependable her mind was…
She had a heart. And she had broken it by breaking his.
Heat. Intense heat. Burning her cheeks, boiling the tears she shed into salty mush.
Why do I have this stupid heart? Why do I love him?
Her fists clenched. Her teeth pressed hard upon each other. Her face, torn between anger and intense sorrow, pointing in the direction he had left.
Trembling, trying to fight the urge to cry. Forced breath and brutally ignored tears escaped her, but not one single word betrayed her inner turmoil.
After an hour, her face relaxed. The tears, not long gone, still burning marks across her cheeks. Her mind was set. Her heart was ready. Her body hurt as she forced it to rise, and take the steps towards his room.
And she stood before it, not a foot away from the easiest barrier keeping the two apart.
Would he really accept her, just the way she was?
She raised a hand to the latch.
Could he really love every aspect of herself? Not just the good parts?
The hand, not an inch from the door, trembled.
“Will I be your favorite part of life?”
She whispered the words she had heard long ago. The words she had outwardly shunned, but in truth rehearsed so very often lately.
Or was this all just simple wishful thinking?
Her hand fell back.
*
*
Shinji didn’t hear anything. Not the soft rustling of cloth outside his door, nor the song of the cicadas outside his open window. He was barely conscious, in the dream-like state between sleep and wakefulness. The music made it all the more eerie.
The sliding door opening barely registered. Its immediate closing neither stirred him or alerted to the fact that something was… different.
A ghostly figure, pale of skin, flame-haired and utterly naked walked up to his bed.
As his mind slipped further into nothingness, he only barely noticed a hand slip under his arm, another between his side and his mattress. He felt the covers move, but never thought of reacting. For all he cared, he could be flung off the bed and into hell itself.
Soft warmth pressed against his back. All along his back, the warmth seeped through to caress his skin, the slight pressure increasing it wherever it moved.
And then…
The softest of winds, pooling hotly around his ear. The slight pressure against his neck.
And words.
“Shinji… can you promise me something?”
Something began to spark in his head. The voice was familiar. Somehow, it ached to hear it, but at the same time… his brain gave a lurch, and shifted clumsily into gear.
“..A-Asuka?!”
“Shinji, promise me that you’ll never touch another girl but me…”
The words were accompanied with damp warmth as her lips drew closer to his earlobe. Her breath washed over his cheek and against his suddenly clenched hand. The tape stopped as he accidentally pressed the eject button.
“..promise me you’ll never love anyone else, your whole life!”
Her words grew more powerful, as if she was finally gaining the certainty of her usual ways. Her left hand slipped up his chest to grasp his right shoulder tightly.
“… Asuka…”
“Promise me that I’ll be your favorite part in life, forever!”
His mind reeled. After being shot down, almost physically so, here he lay, caught in the arms of the cause of all his grief, all his painful rejections.
She was asking him to give his life to her. To hand it over, without restraint, without holding back a single facet of himself.
It was exactly what he had done, not an hour earlier.
But he just couldn’t say it. His heart was already walled up in pain.
“Asuka I-“
Then he noticed the wetness spreading down his neck.
And the fact that there was no sleeve covering her arm.
And the fact that he had wanted this to happen, for so damn long.
And the fact that his life, apart from Piloting Eva, was completely and utterly meaningless. Painful to bear. Even laughable.
And the fact that one wild redheaded tornado had taken his controlled, easy way of living and torn it to shreds, scattered it to the four winds. And she had poked him. And she had sworn at him. And she had demeaned him, rubbed his failure in his face and trodden on his self esteem…
And smiled at his antics. And grinned at his jokes. And eaten his food with such pleasurable excitement his heart skipped a beat and kept him from eating.
And it all became crystal clear what he would say.
“Asuka… I… I promise…”
He let the sdat go, and curled his fingers over her wrist.
“…I promise, Asuka…”
The soft flow of air stopped. For a while, all he heard was the fast beating of his heart. And for what seemed like an eternity, nothing happened.
Then…
“Hold me, Shinji…”
Her face left the hot place in his hair, and as he turned, her hands found his cheeks, guiding his face to come closer to hers. Slowly, they closed the distance.
Eyes wide, like emeralds ringed with chalk, their gaze fixed on one another’s. Until she pushed into him, almost startling him in the process.
As her lips pressed against his, all he could feel was that soft, warm pair of oral seals. The hot breath poured down his face as she exhaled through her nose, blowing it past his and down his cheek until it lost most of its heat at his shoulders. The silence was filled with the song of his heart as he managed to imitate her probing kisses.
It was a whole new world of joy for the boy. The ultimate feeling of happiness as she gently massaged his lips with hers had no precedence and was instantly locked in the top three experiences in his life.
That was until she opened her mouth and snuck her tongue out, gently. Shinji didn’t move, and as she became more forceful in her attempts, he gradually opened his lips to let her inside.
It felt.. weird.
But in really, really good way. The feeling of her tongue rolling around in his mouth, her hands now both in his mop of hair, always moving, always changing…
His rod was poking through his pants, and he was silently glad that she didn’t-whoa!
He twitched as one of them landed there. She stopped her kiss, and pulled away slightly, still smiling.
“It’s okay… I really like you, Shinji. I want to see you… all of you…”
She let her hand stroke his hardness, moving herself closer to him and pressing her breasts into his side.
“But only if you let me. Will you let me?”
Shinji, even in his aroused state, managed to blush. Asuka waited, not moving away, or closer. Even though she really, really wanted to go all the way right now!
And so, Shinji reached a decision. “O…okay. It’s only fair…”
She cupped his cheek, an earnest expression on her face. “Shinji, think. I came here of my own free will. You know I wouldn’t do this if I had a single doubt. If you decide to go with it just because you think I want you to, I will never forgive you. So if you’re not one hundred percent sure…”
It hurt, to say that. It really did. It hurt to see him recognize an escape. But… she loved him. And if he didn’t love her back, then doing this might well be the worst mistake for both of them. Her heat was on the line now, poised over the endless void of darkness.
Seconds became moments. Moments stretched into years as she waited.
All of a sudden, he got up, pulling her up with him. Her heart fluttered. Was he going to run? Not again…
“Asuka… I really love you. I swear, it’s true! And you really are… really! The most beautiful girl I know!”
Her breath hitched.
“And I… I know I’m stupid sometimes, and that I can’t catch up to you mostly, but… I can change! I can be stronger, I’ll study harder, anything! I-“
Her trembling finger silenced him.
He frowned, and pushed it away. “Asuka, I promise…. I promise to love you for ever and ever”
Then, he let go of her hand, cupped her cheeks and planted his lips over hers.
For a split second, Asuka felt the world under her drop away.
Then, as his lips and tongue grasped at her, it had faded to nothingness.
It didn’t matter anymore that most people were idiots.
It didn’t matter that almost everyone had a grudge against her.
It didn’t matter that she might die in battle against an unknown enemy tomorrow.
No, everything that mattered right now was Shinji.
Shinji’s lips. Shinji’s tongue. Shinji’s face, hair, chest. His hands.
Those hands…
She grabbed them as they gently folded over her sides, a guilty reaction that she forgave with a slight mewl of pleasure.
Then, she drew away from him again. “Now, Shinji… take it off….”
She let her fingers walk up his chest, her pointer touching every button of his shirt. Then, as she reached his neck, her finger hovered close to his nose.
“Come on, third. Let me have some eye candy too…”
He gulped, and unbuttoned his shirt. A few fumbled seconds later, he shed it. As he started unbuckling his belt, she could almost feel her restless libido leap out her throat.
The tent in his underwear was awesome to behold. And as she playfully hitched her fingers in his britches, her mind was screaming to plunge herself over it, instantly.
But… she was more fascinated about the expression on his face as she gently removed the last remaining piece of fabric.
He was blushing. Blushing like a schoolgirl. He lay back, watching her. Which reminded her-
“Gott im himmel!”
She had never seen him naked. The butt, okay, once, and his chest several times, though the scars on it reminded her that the circumstances she had seen it in were less than arousing.
But this.. this monster of a willy…
“Asuka?”
He sounded frightened.
She was gawping at him. And as soon as she noticed his reaction to her ogling, she tried to gather herself. Which was hard.
Omygodsuckitsuckitsuckit-
“Shinji… you’re not, by any chance, self-conscious about your.. thingy?”
He blushed even deeper, and turned away from her.
She caught his chin, and, while sitting squarely on his penis, gave him a deep, lustful kiss that lasted ages.
After a while, she began to rock forwards and backwards, the shaft rubbing her womanhood in the most spectacular way. She thanked the gods that her hymen had already broken long ago in training.
“You are full of surprises, Third. And not the bad ones, either…”
She let her crotch travel slowly up his throbbing pole, wriggling her hips as his glans passed her clit.
“ah… Asuka… urk!”
She smothered him in her breasts.
“mmm, so big, Shinji. You’re so big. I wonder if you’ll fit?”
She grinned sheepishly. Letting his head go, she rested her hands on his shoulders, tracing the hardened skin where battles had left their marks.
Shinji embraced her, breathing hotly into her chest, full of wonder and softness and skin…
Asuka almost fell over him as he jerked up against her belly. Then, something hot and wet hit her tummy.
“Ah, you came? After a little bit of petting?”
She hugged him tightly. She already felt him try to escape again.
“You really love me, don’t you?”
She almost whispered it into his ear.
“I’m so beautiful that you came in seconds… “
She felt so happy she could cry.
“You love me. You love me… you love me”
She began to rock her crotch again, always whispering into his ear, always pressing as much of herself against him as possible. Warmth, sweat… his breath in her chest, his hands on her back…
She broke over him, the surf of orgasmic wonder tearing down her regrets, her walls, her lies.
Everything was clear.
Everything was perfect.
The two of them, for all time.
He collapsed under her as she cried out, her orgasm shaking her to the foundation of her heart, and came just in time to give her the final blow, sending her off into a wet, hot heaven of the soul.
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Yeah... not my best, writing Het. Hmm.
Oh well, join me next week in the continuation of NHE!
Sincerely,
Henryjamesthefifth
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