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Episode 2:25 After All This Time

Takes place after 1st season, and the End of Evangelion Movie.

Presumed date is June 6th, 2019

Asuka led Shinji into the darkened house. He started to reach for a light switch, but she covered his hand with hers. In the twilight, she could see the question in his eyes, and smiled in response. She pulled him playfully to her, away from the switch, and into the middle of the dining room.

She reached her arms up around him, and drew him down and into a kiss. Her lips softly caressed his, as she pressed herself against him. Shinji responded by wrapping his arms around her waist, and leaning into it.

They stood there like that, kissing tenderly, for several minutes, before she finally broke the kiss. Breathlessly, she leaned back, looking up at him.

“Did you miss me Shinji?” she asked.

“You know I did, Asuka,” he said, his voice quivering.

She pulled him back into a kiss, softly covering his lips with her own, as her hands began to roam up and down his back. Shinji, meanwhile, was very still, holding his own arms lightly around her. This time when she pulled back, she twisted out of his grip lightly, capturing one of his arms with her hand, and letting it slide down his forearm until she could clasp his hand in hers.

Shinji was still standing there, his body somewhat limp, eyes closed, and head still cocked slightly to one side.

‘He looks so cute,’ Asuka thought, smiling back at him.

She moved forward, deeper into the house, drawing him after her.

‘I hope I’m not rushing into things. Misato told me about what had happened, and everything he’s been through the last three years. I don’t want to hurt him by pushing this on him,’ she thought, with a pang of doubt.

At the foot of the stairs, she turned to look back at him. He was meekly following her lead, seemingly incapable of resisting her. A small smile touched her lips, as she turned fully around, took both of his hands in hers, and walked backwards up the stairs.

His eyes sparkled in the twilight, as she led him to his bedroom door. With a sure and steady hand, she grasped the handle, and opened it, leading Shinji within the confines of his bedchamber. The room had changed little since she’d last seen it, but, of course, that was from her own balcony, not from within. She’d awoken on that fateful morning, and stared out of her curtains, watching Shinji sleep within his bed.

He’s seemed calm, at peace, as she’d watched. Little had either of them known what that day would begin.

‘And it would have been an absolutely wonderful day. Except, I blew it. I was such a child,’ she thought.

She felt Shinji slowing behind her, his feet dragging slightly as she approached the bed.

“Asuka…” he began.

“Yes Shinji?”

“We don’t have to do this, you know,” he said, smiling a little, trying to ease any pain that his words might bring her, and covering his own emotions with a thinly disguised distraction.

‘How sweet. He’s absolutely terrified. I could tease him. But no. He deserves better,’ She thought with a smile.

“Shinji? Don’t you love me?” she asked, her lips turning into a pout as she released his hand, and brought her own up to her chest. She gently traced the line of her clavicle in to the center of her chest, and played with the small depression there.

Shinji’s eyes tracked the movement, fascinated by the touch of her finger upon her skin.

“So much it hurts,” he replied, huskily.

Asuka’s finger stopped its’ teasing movements. She breathed deeply, her heart rate increasing. When she heard his voice like that, it did something to her. She could almost feel herself tremble at the words. She started to feel a little lightheaded, and was none too sure of the steadiness of her feet.

She sat down on the edge of his bed, more to keep from falling down than anything. She still couldn’t believe that she was really back here in Japan, and her conscious mind kept waiting for her to wake up from this dream. She was here, and Shinji was with her, and he loved her. This was what she’d hoped for years, and she was going to make sure he wanted this as much as she did.

“Shinji, sit down next to me. Please?” she said, patting the bed beside her.

He moved carefully, trying not to touch her, but she snaked a hand out to take his in her own, and turned on the bed to face him, one leg trailing lazily over the edge. She stroked his hand with both of her thumbs, looking at the strong, slightly calloused palm as she traced its surface. Finally she looked up at his face. His eyes were downcast, and she had a hard time figuring out if he was looking at their hands, or just avoiding eye contact.

“Look at me,” she said.

He raised his eyes from wherever he was looking, and his slightly pensive gaze softened her heart even more.

‘He’s even more nervous than I am,’ she thought, ‘but he’s not as good at covering it.’

“I love you Shinji,” she said, softly.

Even in the dim light, she could see his body flush at her words.

“If you really don’t want me, say so, and I’ll understand. We won’t do anything that you’re uncomfortable with. Alright?” she asked.

“Asuka, please. It’s not that I don’t want you, it’s just… this is all going a bit fast. This morning I was ready to spend another boring day in the garden, and tonight, you’re offering to… to… to…” he stuttered.

“I’m not offering, Shinji, I’m asking. I’m asking you to make love to me. We’ve both waited for this for so long, and I think we’re ready for it,” she said.

“But what if we’re not, Asuka? We could make the biggest mistake of our lives, and I don’t want to rush into anything.”

Asuka grinned broadly at him, and cupped his cheek in her hand.

“Four years of foreplay is not rushing,” she said.

“I’d hardly call most of the last four years foreplay,” he said. “Maybe torture, but never foreplay.”

She smiled at him.

“That’s true Shinji, but this is what I want. And it’s how I want it. I spent years thinking, knowing that I’d killed you. Then, when you spoke to me in my dream, I knew you were alive, and I had to see you, to be with you. I’ve spent the last several months desperately trying to figure out a way to come back to you,” she explained.

“Shinji?” she said, breathing deeply.


“I need you to do something,” she said.

“Anything,” he agreed.

“Not so fast. I have something important I want you to do for me, and I don’t ask this lightly,” she said solemnly.


“Shinji. Three years ago, you gave me the most precious gift imaginable. Yourself. Your heart and soul. And I was too caught up in myself to see what a wonderful gift that was. I was holding back. And then I ran away from you. I was childish and selfish, and because of that, you were hurt very badly,” she said.

“I’m okay, Asuka. I recovered,” he said, not wanting to see her upset.

“No, Shinji you didn’t. The physical scars are healed, yes, but the emotional damage is still there. I knew back then that I was in love with you, but I couldn’t bring myself to admit it. You were kind and gentle, and everything I’d seen up till then said that you were a wimp, but I knew that you would eventually be a wonderful caring man. And I refused you. I shouldn’t have. If I hadn’t, what I’m asking of you tonight would have happened a long time ago. Do you understand?”

“I think so,” he said.

“So I need you to forgive me Shinji, for not telling you sooner, and for causing you so much pain,” she said, her voice becoming thick.

“I forgive you Asuka,” he said, drawing her to him.

She clutched him for several minutes, as she sniffled; soft tears falling down her face, and onto his shirt. Finally she collected herself, and pulled back from him, smiling.

“Thank you, Shinji,” she said, planting a soft kiss on his lips.

He kissed her back, and they continued like that for several minutes. She planted two soft hands gently, but firmly, on his chest, and pushed him back onto the bed, shifting herself until she lay partly over him, one leg casually twined about his own.

She looked down at him, breaking the kiss, and leaning back.

“Still unsure?” she asked.

“A little,” he admitted.

“Don’t be, alright. Consider this the ultimate expression of my love for you, and accept it for what it is,” she said.

“I don’t deserve it,” he said.

“Only you would say that at a time like this,” she chuckled. “Don’t think that you’re getting out of this that easily though.”

She ran a hand down his chest, until she came to his waist, where she could work a hand under his shirt. The hand then reversed its course, this time traveling up his chest, dragging the shirt with it. Somehow she knew that his chest wouldn’t be covered in hair, but it was still a surprise to find only a light covering of downy soft little hairs.

She bent over to kiss his chest, trailing soft kisses across the exposed flesh, as she worked his shirt up to his shoulders. She felt his resolve strengthen for a moment, and thought that he might resist her advances even now, but her soft kisses seemed to melt his barriers, and, with little difficulty, she was able to remove the shirt.

She paused in her ministrations to look down on him. Misato had been right, he had grown up quite a bit, since her departure. His frame would probably never hold the classical musculature of a body builder, or professional athlete, but he was still trim and fit. She smiled as she ran a hand over his stomach, wondering if he obsessed over the ‘six pack abs’ that the college guys she’d known so long ago had stressed over.

Kissing him, softly, she ran a hand back down his chest, until she met the waist band of his sweats. Smiling into the kiss, she hooked a finger into the pants and began to ply them off his body.

“Asuka… mph,” he grunted as she sealed his mouth with a demanding kiss.

Within moments, she had plied his pants from him, leaving him in his briefs. Asuka risked a look at the concealed prize awaiting her exploration. The elastic band was barely containing his member, and she could see the outline of it though the fabric of the briefs.

She traced one fingernail up the contours of it, and his shuddering gasp told her that he liked this. She started to run another finger into the waist band of his briefs, anxious to see what he’d kept hidden from her all these years.

She suspected from his slight withdrawal from the kiss, that he was still unsure.

‘I know how to solve that,’ she thought to herself slyly.

She pulled back from him, and looked down.

“I want you Shinji,” she whispered.

“I want you too Asuka,” he said, nervously.

She reached behind her then, and pulled her dress’ zipper down. She watched as his eyes widened, as he realized what she was about to do.

‘If only he had a clue,’ Asuka smiled as she leaned back. She slid off of him onto the floor, and stepped away from the bed. As the zipper reached its bottom, she pulled on the waist of the dress, and it fell easily away, sliding down her body, into a pool at her feet.

Shinji’s sharp intake of breath, and the startled look on his face made her smile lustily.

‘Men are so easy to manipulate,’ she grinned, running a softly caressing hand up her side, until she reached her breast, which she cupped softly.

Misato had helped her pick out this particular negligee, advising her on the proper presentation for the maximum effect. It was Black silk, and satiny smooth, only a few small patches of lace interrupting it’s elegant lines. There were re-enforced stitches in key locations to help the fabric support her feminine charms, as well as to hold the garter clips.

She watched Shinji’s eyes travel down her body, from her breasts to her hips, and then to the tops of her stockings. The creamy colored stockings were only a little paler than her skin tone, and she wondered if he’d even noticed she was wearing them before. The pace of his breathing, and the flush covering his body confirmed to her that he was aware of them now.

She smiled up at him.

“I want you,” she said smoothly.

“I want you too,” he said.

‘FINALLY!’ she wanted to shout.

She reached for him, removing the briefs in a smooth slow motion. He didn’t resist. She smiled as she gazed at his exposed manhood, firm and pulsing slightly with his heartbeat. She’d never seen an erect male penis before, and was fascinated by it. Unable to resist her curiosity, she moved toward him, and, as he reached for her, one of her hands drifted casually to the shaft, touching it hesitantly, and eliciting a gasp from him. She smiled in triumph, and leaned into him, capturing his lips with her own, as she pressed into him. Both of his hands came up then, softly stroking her back, and then slowly, inexorably, drifting around her sides until they were just below her breasts.

He pulled away from the kiss, and looked up at her.

“May I?”

She nodded, and Shinji’s hands completed the journey, cupping her breasts softly, yet firmly. His thumbs instinctively sought out her erect nipples, and massaged them softly. Asuka gasped as his ministrations brought small little peaks of pleasure to her entire body. She could feel a heat rising throughout her flesh, focused on a point between her thighs.

“Mmm… Shinji, that’s really nice,” she moaned into his ears.

She could feel him growing more confident, his desire for her taking control, and overwhelming his reticence. Then he was wrapping his arms around her, holding her in a tight embrace, and he locked his lips upon her. She thrilled in his passion, and was grinding herself into him.

“Shinji,” she gasped as she was suddenly rolled over.

She found herself underneath Shinji, as he continued to kiss her, stealing her breath. She could feel his member, stiff and warm, trapped in between them.

He released her lips then, and began to kiss his way down her throat, stopping here and there to pay careful attention to those areas where she reacted to his touch more intensely. She could feel her body humming, as he stroked her gently.

He kissed his way down to the top of the negligee, and slowly, reverently, pulled the fabric aside, to gaze upon her bare breasts. His hand traced the soft curve on the underside of her breast, before moving up slowly, carefully. Fearfully?

Asuka noticed that Shinji’s breathing was coming in small, nervous stops and starts, and his hands were trembling softly.

“Shh… Shinji, it’s okay, relax,” she said, reassuringly.

Shinji’s eyes caught hers, and she was a little nervous by what she saw there. He seemed on the verge of panic.

‘Jeez, maybe this is too much for him to handle all at once. He’s trying but he’s just so nervous,’ she thought.

Trying to help, she pulled him up, again, and captured his lips with her own again.

“Lay here beside me,” she said, maneuvering him into the right position.

She kissed him languidly, for a few minutes, settling him down. Then she sat up on the bed, and turned away from him slightly. Carefully, she reached down and unsnapped clips on her stockings, rolling them carefully down her legs. She allowed them to fall to the floor, as she looked over her shoulder at Shinji.

He still appeared nervous, but was calmer than he had been. She knew that that was about to change. She reached down and undid the snaps on the bottom of the teddy, and then, with a smooth motion, she slid it up, and over her head, tossing it over the side of the bed, to join her stockings.

As she looked back at Shinji, she saw that, although he was breathing a little faster, he wasn’t looking as uncomfortable as he had a few minutes ago. Apparently he was getting more used to her presence here, within his room, in his bed. She smiled down at him, and lay back down, turning to face him. She brushed his cheek with her hand, and pulled him into another kiss.

As the kiss deepened, she began to guide his hands over her body. She made sure not to rush him, fearing that if he grew too nervous he might just call the whole thing off. There was no way she was going to allow him to back out now.

Finally, Shinji began to take control again, and return her kisses with gathering passion. His hands grew more confident as they roamed her body, touching and teasing her breasts, cupping and caressing them. Finally he began to move down her body, covering her gently with kisses.

When he reached her breasts, he flicked his tongue out teasing her skin with the soft moist touch. He moved over the breast until he hit the nipple, where he stopped briefly to tease her tender pink flesh. Asuka felt waves a pleasure wash through her, timed with his gentle nips and kisses. He wrapped his tongue around the nipple and drew it into his mouth, suckling gently.

His ministrations sent little flash-fires of pleasure coursing through her body, and she felt the heat between her legs growing in intensity. She massaged his hair, as he sucked and flicked gently at her nipples. She was ready for him; wanted him more than anything she’d ever wanted, but was a little nervous herself.

Despite her outer confidence, and the passion she had shown him, this was still her first time, and she was very nervous. But she knew if she were anything but confident, he would most likely freeze up.

She reached for him, wrapping her hands down around his chin, and attempting to bring his face up to hers. Shinji looked up at her and smiled; a long forgotten gleam in his eyes.

‘What is that look, and where have I seen it before?’ she thought.

Shinji shook her touch off gently, and began to move lower, still looking at her as he kissed his way lower.


She’d seen Misato look at Kaji that way when she was feeling particularly devious, and no matter what Kaji tried or said, nothing would dissuade her from whatever she had planned.

‘Oh god, Shinji. You’ve spent too much time around that woman,’ she thought as he turned his eyes down to his task.

Suddenly his kisses were at the top of her pubic mound, and her thoughts were traveling in and entirely different direction.

‘Shinji, I want you so bad. What are you… you aren’t… oh… god… you are…’ her thoughts stopped and started as he worked his way between her thighs. She clutched her fingers into his hair, half wanting to pull him up, half wanting him to do whatever he had planned.

His soft kisses moved down, over the soft mound of hair that covered her womanhood, and then he reached her hard nub of pleasure. She’d teased this place often enough, as she’d grown, experimenting occasionally with masturbation, but this…

If what he’d done to her nipples had been an eight, on a pleasure scale of one to ten, then what he did now was a fifty.

His tongue was flicking out, stroking and teasing her clitoris, and every contact forced surges of pleasure to wash through her body, leaving behind a steady build up of sensation. She was unsure exactly where this was going to lead, but it was far more intense than anything she’d ever experienced.

She felt his hand begin to brush along the depression of her inner thigh, and work towards her womanhood. Then his fingers were there, touching the outer petals of her womanhood, one digit pushing aside the folds of flesh they found there. Slowly, maddeningly, he stroked her entrance, pushing against the outer skin, but not entering her. His strokes matched the rhythm of his licking tongue, and she thought she would go mad at the sensations.

Then, after one downward stroke, the probing finger came up, withdrew slightly, and then ever so carefully, penetrated her depths. Her breath hitched as she felt him working it carefully within her, probing and exploring as he went. Then he was withdrawing again, the tip twitching slightly, teasingly as it with drew, only to plunge it back in. She took a deep and sudden breath as it worked its way within her, but his tongue kept distracting her from exactly what he was doing.

Slowly, unhurriedly, he explored her body, coaxing her to higher and higher levels of passion. Over what seemed the next few hours, but could have only been minutes, the pressure within her built to an unbearable peak.

“Shinji… I…” she began, unsure of what she wanted to say, and then a wave of pleasure washed over her, like the surge from a dam breaking. The peak crashed into her, making her moan deeply in pleasure, and then slowly, maddeningly ebbing away. But it didn’t leave completely, now there was an ache deep within her, an ache she had felt only a couple times in the past, but never found a way to satisfy.

She knew of only one thing that might fill that need now.

“Shinji, I need you. Now,” she said, lifting his head so she could look into his eyes.

Shinji smiled happily up at her, and Asuka couldn’t help but chuckle, low and lustily in her throat.

“What?” he asked.

“If you could see your face,” she continued to chuckle.

He lifted up, slowly removing himself from her.

“Oh yeah?”

He slowly moved up her body, planting the occasional kiss upon her skin here and there.

“So… what… about… my face… is so… interesting?” he said, planting a kiss upon her throat with each pause.

Asuka giggled, “Ever read Alice in Wonderland?”

“Yes,” he said, capturing her lips finally, and kissing her deeply.

When he broke the kiss, she smiled at him, and whispered, “You are the Cheshire cat.”

Shinji smiled at her again, running a hand up her side, stroking the side of her breast, and then traveling back down, coming over the top of her thigh, and back to her womanhood, which he stroked softly.

Asuka twitched, slightly, as little waves of pleasure sparked through her. She closed her eyes for a moment, and then looked backup at Shinji, his smile had faded, its remains only barely lingering on his lips. He was shifting his hips carefully over hers, and then he lifted up off of her lightly, bracing himself on his hands and his knees over her. She could feel something nudge against the outer folds of her womanhood, and knew what it had to be.

She realized that Shinji had stopped moving, then, and was looking down at her.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked her.

Her hand came up, to stroke the side of his face as he lay above her, and both of them were instantly reminded of that first morning after Third Impact. When his madness had driven him to nearly kill her. A soft gentle touch on this face had snapped him back to reality, and allowed him to feel the first bit of human compassion since they’d awakened.

Shinji closed his eyes, and leaned into the caress, as Asuka continued to stroke his face tenderly.

“Shinji,” she said.

He opened his eyes and looked down at her.

“I’m sure.”

His lips twisted up into a lopsided grin, and he lowered his head, kissing her softly, and then lifted up to look down at her. He smiled down at her, and then began to move slowly. Asuka felt his manhood nudge against her opening, and tried not to tense up. She was so nervous she felt as if her heart was going to jump out of her chest, but this was Shinji, and she knew he would be gentle.

Suddenly something was entering her, and she could feel her body stretching to accommodate him. He slid smoothly into her, and then stopped, withdrew, and slid back in, this time penetrating even deeper. He stopped again, and she could feel her body resisting his entry, and then withdrew. Then he was sliding into her again, and this time he continued to slowly advance until she could feel is groin pressed against hers. She marveled at the sensation coursing through her body as he lay there, holding himself within her, his member pulsing softly within the depths of her body.

This was the most incredible thing that she had experienced, and it was with the man she loved more than life itself. She gazed up at him, as he looked down at her, and she started to weep in happiness.

“I love you Shinji,” she said, as she cried.

Shinji was very nervous, but at Asuka’s reassuring words, he maneuvered his manhood to her entrance, and began to slowly enter her. His first two strokes were slow and careful, exploring her inner depths, and waiting to find her barrier. Unsure if he detected it or not, he withdrew one last time, and slowly slid himself back into her, this time burying his entire length within her. He met no resistance, instead merely a maddeningly tight passage gripped him as he pressed his hips as far forward as they would go.

He stopped moving then, already so excited that he didn’t think this was going to last long. He wanted this to be perfect, for both of them, but he didn’t think this was going to be much like any of the Hentai Manga that Kensuke had ever loaned him. He heard Asuka make a soft sound, and looked down to see tears welling up in her eyes. At first he was afraid he’d hurt her, and was about to apologize, when she smiled up at him.

“I love you Shinji,” she said, as she cried.

He reached on hand down, brushing the tears from her eyes.

“I love you too Asuka,” he answered her, lowering himself gently onto her, kissing her softly.

He could feel her hips quiver under him, and his own body twitched in response.

‘Please god, give me strength,’ he thought to himself as he withdrew and pushed back in gently.

Asuka felt so good, she was incredibly tight, and so warm, and she loved him. This was nothing like the other time.

He pulled out, and Asuka wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him down to her, and kissing him passionately. As Shinji surged back into her, he felt his control fail, and knew that god hated him.

His seed burst into Asuka as his hips convulsed repeatedly, draining him of everything. Asuka matched his motions, and clutched at him fiercely, trying to keep him inside her.

After he caught his breath and came down from the euphoria he had experienced he looked down at Asuka.

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

Asuka tried to stifle her laughter, but failed.

“It’s okay Shinji. It’s not like you’ve done this a hundred times. I’ve always heard that a guys first few times are… um… quick?” she said, trying to remove the sting from her words.

Shinji felt somewhat humiliated, and Asuka’s laughter didn’t really help.

“I just wanted this to be, you know, special.”

“It was special… Koibito,” she said softly.

The use of that particular Japanese term for ‘lover’ made Shinji’s heart quicken. He looked down at her, and smile sort of lopsidedly. He closed the distance between them, and kissed her again. It started slowly, but as the passion increased, and her hands roamed over his back, is flagging desire surged.

A strong throb from his manhood startled him, and drew a deep lusty groan from Asuka. When he broke the kiss she was smiling.

“That’s something else Misato told me about young men,” she smirked.

“What’s that?” he asked.

“That you’re always horny. Even right after you’ve just finished.”

“Oh. Well, yeah, I guess,” he shrugged.

“Good, now just move a little bit. I don’t think you’re entirely ready, but we can build it up slowly,” she said, rubbing her hands down his flanks, and urging him to start moving again.

Shinji had never slipped out of her most intimate embrace, and it only took a few slow strokes to bring his flagging member back to full arousal.

‘Alright Misato,’ he thought, glad his former guardian had talked to Asuka about just such a possibility, and more glad that she’d been right.

He began to move again within Asuka, slowly at first, keeping a slight separation between them. As he increased speed, however, she grabbed his head, and drug it down to rest on her shoulder. He brought his arms up, and rested his elbows on her upper arms and shoulders, trapping her head within his clasped hands.

His speed was increasing now, and he was enjoying himself immensely. There was no longer the urgency that his body had demanded of him the first time, and he was determined that Asuka would enjoy this at least as much as he did. Judging by the way her breathing rate had increased, she was definitely enjoying it.

“Mmm… yeah Shinji… oh god…” she was gasping, the phrases coming out every time he pushed into her.

He thought about saying something himself, wondering if he was supposed to respond, but felt too uncomfortable to say anything. It wouldn’t sound real anyway, and he didn’t want anything false to mark this experience. Asuka’s words were coming faster now, as he began to pick up speed, and soon it became one long chant, and he could tell she was close.

“OhgodohgodohgodohgodohohohohohohohohohGOD,” she squealed as he found a rhythm that he was sure would put him on the path to another orgasm.

Suddenly Asuka shrieked, locking her hands on his back, her nails digging in. It hurt, but at the same time was exciting, the pain urging him on. As Asuka’s cries echoed in his ears, rising in pitch, he felt his release approaching, and began straining.

Asuka noticed this, and cupped his face with her hands, staring up at him lustily, and gathering herself. It was difficult to arrange because her womanhood was hammering her senses with blasts of pleasure more intense than anything she’d ever felt before. She could feel her body clutching almost convulsively around Shinji’s member as it thrust in and out of her.

“Shinji. I love you. Let go,” she panted.

And with a final push, he collapsed onto her, his strength spent in a final frenzied and convulsive series of thrusts as his seed once more spilled into her, his arms clutched behind her head, crushing her to him.

Asuka had wrapped both her arms and legs around Shinji in the final moments, not wanting to release him, and trying to get him as close to her as possible.

Shinji, exhausted, lay atop her, as the two of them panted, catching their breath. Finally, Shinji made to move off of her, but Asuka kept him firmly trapped between her legs and arms. Finally she allowed him to move enough to roll them over, so she was now sitting astride him. She tossed her head, and ran a hand through her hair, to pull it out of her face, before leaning over and planting dozens of soft kisses on Shinji’s chest.

Shinji laughed, “Um, Asuka, if you keep that up, you’re going to have to keep going. And I’d really just like to lie here and relax for a bit, it that’s alright.”

“Oh… alright… you… spoil… sport… I… guess… I… can… stop…”she said, stopping to kiss his chest between each word. She stretched slightly, refusing to release him from her grip, and positioned herself on his broad chest.

They lay there like that for several minutes, and their breathing was slowly relaxing. Asuka was feeling amazingly languid, and was startled when Shinji spoke.

“Are you alright?” he asked, hesitantly.

“Mmm… Absolutely wonderful,” she cooed.

“Really?” he asked.

Asuka giggle as only a deeply satisfied woman can giggle, “Yes Silly, why?”

“Well, it’s just that, I thought that… I mean… I’ve always heard that… for women the first was… painful.”

“Well for most of us, yeah, I guess so, but whether it was all the horseback riding, or the beating I got in Novosibirsk, that, um, thing was already broken. So the only thing I felt was a slight discomfort, not any real pain.”

“It was uncomfortable?”

“Shinji. Quit worrying. It was wonderful. It’s just the natural side effect of putting something like that,” she trailed a finger suggestively down his side to his hip, and inwards toward his trapped member, “inside something this tight,” she smiled, flexing her inner muscles, and eliciting a deep moan from Shinji.

Surprisingly, she felt his member twitch in response, and she could actually feel it throb as it began to swell again.

“Already?” she asked, smiling down at him.

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

“Never apologize for loving me Shinji,” she said, leaning over to kiss him. “I’m the one who should apologize for making you wait so long.”

Shinji didn’t quite know what to say, but Asuka solved that by covering his mouth with hers.

Slowly moving together, they began to make love again, and for now, all was right with the world.


Thanks to my wife and Evanhellion for the pre-reads.