Story: Evangelion (Unleashed) (chapter 8)

“I hate this fucking place!!!” Asuka screamed insanely in her underwear as she threw cloths and other random objects around her room with total disregard. Anger fueled her frustration as she reflected on her sync scores, she’d scored the lowest for the third day in a row, and Rei and Shinji scored even higher then the day before!

“Stupid Shinji, stupid Rei!” Asuka threw herself onto her bed violently and buried her face into her pillow.

“I wish I never came here.” The red head yelled as she struck her bed with balled fists. Her anger simmered viciously as cold dread settled in her stomach. She tried to fight off her most hated emotions as they started to bear down on her

Fear, sadness, self-doubt gripped her like a cold hand as she wanted to cry so bad it hurt and she hated that more then anything. Her blue eyes started to well up as a light knock rapped on her door.

“Asuka? May I come in?” Misato Katsuragi asked sweetly as she peeked into Asuka’s room.

“Leave me alone!” Asuka yelled at the door as she buried her face back into her pillow. Misato ignored the girl's request modestly as she walked in and sat down on the crying girl's bed. Misato reached down to touch the girl as she jerked away from her.

“Asuka, tell me what’s wrong.” Misato asked motheringly as Asuka finally turned her wet face to Misato.

“Oh Asuka…” The purple haired woman groaned softly as the crying and half-naked girl threw herself into her warm embraced.

“Nobody even cares I’m alive.” Asuka sobbed loudly as she planted her face into Misato’s chest. Misato sighed lowly as she began to hush her quietly. The red head’s tears soaked thought her shirt as her body trembled. Asuka moaned slowly as Misato’s cool fingers brushed soothingly against her hot, bare skin.

“Asuka, people do care about you, I care about you.” Misato lifted Asuka’s chin, smiling warmly as she looked deeply into the young girl's watery blue eyes. Misato fought back her own tears at the sight of the normally angry, agitated girl had been reduced a bawling baby.

“They say they do, they talk to me, smile at me, congratulate me, but I want something more…” Asuka closed her eyes and lifted herself so quickly Misato never had a chance to react. Asuka pressed her soft red lips to Misato's as the older woman froze. Misato trembled lightly as the german girl’s hands started to rise in a loving gesture to cup her face. Katsuragi hands gripped Asuka’s naked shoulders and broke off the kiss before Asuka could explore her innocent kiss into something more.

“Asuka… you have to stop, you don’t know what you’re doing.” Misato assured calmly as she slowly pushed the red head away.

“I want something more then smiles and thanks, I want someone to touch me, to feel me, to be inside me.” Asuka whispered hotly, closing her eyes, as she crossed her hands over her chest.

“Be sensible Asuka, you’re still young and...” Misato tone remained anticlimactic as Asuka cut her off abruptly.

“I masturbate 7 to 8 times a day, my body craves the attention so badly and I just can’t control myself, at school, at NERV, here, even in my Eva.” Misato listened in shock and surprise at Asuka’s dirty little secret as a desperate desire began to grow in her words.

“It’s not just only touching either…” Asuka’s face flushed a dark crimson. “…Sometimes I go though Rei’s locker and smell her cloths, her plug-suit, even her underwear when I do it. I put your panties on and do it in them all th time, that’s why I always do the laundry, I‘m so scare of getting caught that it’s like a high I can‘t explain.” Asuka confessed, turning away from Misato, unable to look at the Major anymore.

“The worst part is at times I wish Kaji would just take advantage of me, or Shinji or Rei even you…” Sexual excitement spread thought Asuka’s body as she started squeezing herself through her tight orange panties.

“…and the only reason I even show up on time for my 3 week physical is so Ritsuko can touch me.” Pity started to grow in Misato’s stomach for the sexually oppressed girl that it hurt, she knew how it felt; wanting someone to make love to you so bad it twisted your whole attitude toward others, basically just being a bitch in heat with PMS.

“Bitte Misato, bitte…” Asuka slowly slid her bra straps down as she turned back to Misato unveiling her small, but firm mounds.

“Make love to me, I’ll do anything you say.” Asuka pleaded wantonly as she got to her hands and knees and crawled to Misato, staring up at her. The violet+eyed woman stood up, and step away from what the girl wanted, it was morally wrong, yes, but in some way felt so right it was disturbing. Sex had a soothing element for Misato; stress, anger, depression seem to melt away in seconds after a great orgasm with a sense of sublime and bliss to follow. Asuka could see the confused look in Misato's eyes as she darted the floor and went after Misato.

“But…”

“…she’s jus’ a girl”

Misato’s legs felt like rubber as Asuka’s small hand’s came up to her feet, then shins and thighs until they gripped the waist of her pants. The older woman’s own sex began to grow hot between her legs as Asuka’s fingers grazed her firm stomach in a slow rhythm.

“What if I got caught? What if she told someone? But what if this helps her? Will she become more emotionally stable if I do this?”

Misato pushed the negative thoughts from her head as the positive aspect of doing good and her own sexual angst took over. The violet hair woman lifted the red head to her feet with trembling hands as she looked straight into red head's eyes.

“Asuka… if I do this for you, you can’t tell anyone, and I mean no one, I can get into a lot of trouble, I could lose my rank or be thrown in jail.” Misato’s word were soft but stern, she could lose everything with a simple toss in the sack with this young girl.

“Not a word.” Asuka smiled gladly as she zipped her lips.

“Ok, jus’ this one time, I don’t need another love slave hanging on me every second of the day, I already got one of them.” Misato moaned somberly as Kaji’s smiling unshaven face appeared in her mind. Asuka nodded rapidly as she grabbed the woman’s hand and pull her.

“What I’m doing? This is insane!”

Misato followed willingly behind Asuka as they headed for her room where the forbidden event was to be performed. Just before the two walked through the doorway something moved in Misato’s peripheral vision in the living room. The major jerked her head to find nothing out of the ordinary as she continued on.

“I could have sworn…”

Misato didn’t even get to finish her though as she was pulled into her bedroom. Misato returned her attention to Asuka who spun around and jumped into her arms and started kissing her wildly.

“Wow, I wish she’d devote this much energy to being a pilot.”

“Asuka, get off me.” Misato groaned with disinterest as she refused to kiss the red head back.

“But, I thought this is how you?” Asuka leaned back in Misato’s arms as she searched Misato’s face for the answer.

“Anything I say, remember?” Misato reminded the young girl. Asuka remembered, nodded and climbed down.

“You’ve watched too many movies or porn, kissing is an art, their supposed to be sweet, with a sensual feel to it.” Misato’s hand cupped Asuka’s face as her words followed her lips to Asuka’s. The German girl shuttered in place as Misato slowly pushed her wet tongue into her warm mouth with the greatest of ease. After a few minutes of tongue twisting bliss, Misato leaned back with a smile.

“That’s an adult kiss.” Asuka felt dizzy, she had just experienced her first French kiss and loved it. The heat turned to fire as wanting to jump Misato’s bones was becoming harder and harder with each passing second.

“She has that hungry look in her eyes…”

Misato couldn’t believe what she was thinking, but it had always been there, deep inside her…

“…the want to control.”

She didn’t make the rank of Major by letting others boss her around; she stood up to and stepped on anyone who got in her way. Fool-hearted pride had been her sin of choice, doing whatever she wanted while throwing caution to the wind.

“Asuka, undress me.” Misato asked sweetly as she knew Asuka would do anything on her slightest whim. Asuka began to strip Misato impatiently as she wanted nothing more then to see Misato’s full-figure before her. The violet-eyed woman watched with amusement as Asuka pulled her pants down then reached up and gripped her panties. The red haired girl's eyes met Misato’s, causing her to blush as she pulled down the black lace undergarment. Asuka looked up and directly at Misato’s perfectly, clean-shaven cunt.

“Your kitty is so pretty.” Asuka purred lusciously as she started petting the top of Misato’s clit-hood gently, sending shockwaves through Misato's body. The older woman trembled in surprise as Asuka touched her like an expert.

“Where did she learn…?”

Misato shook her head as she became side-tracked by her lust again. Asuka stood as her hand cupped Misato’s womanhood and drummed her finger in her sticky wetness. Misato’s want for Asuka was to a point of rape as the young girl continued to work her sex in her small hand.

“Please lay down Asuka.” Misato whispered sharply, gripping the girl’s wrist as she moved her back to the bed. Asuka’s hand slipped off Misato’s soaking love hole as she fell back onto the Major’s bed, glaring at her new lover with voyeuristic intent. Misato stepped over to her dresser and opened the top draw. Asuka rolled onto her stomach, kicking her feet childishly in the air as she watched Misato slid a smooth, white, 6-inch strap-on into place. Misato latched the straps tightly on her shapely hips and turned to the young girl.

“Are you sure you want this Asuka?” Misato asked honestly. Asuka nodded her head as she lifted herself up and sat back between her legs, waiting. Misato moved in front of the girl as she waited to see what the red head would do. Asuka smiled like she’d done this before as she grabbed the fake cock and pulled it into her open mouth. Misato watched in fascination as the young girl pumped her tight mouth over the dildo at a paced speed.

“She’s seen this before or done it…”

Even though the strap-on was’in connected to Misato physical, it didn’t stop the yearning inside her as she pulled her artificial member from Asuka’s mouth.

“That’s good, now lay back.” Misato assured as she could see the saliva trail from Asuka’s mouth to her plastic pecker. The red head laid back as she spread her knees, allowing full access to her most private part. Misato could see the darken patch of wetness that had soaked through the blue-eyed girl’s panties.

“She’s already to go; she didn’t even need to suck me off.”

Asuka blushed innocently; she knew what Misato was looking at and that made her even wetter as she bit her finger softly.

“Let’s get these things out of the way.” Misato smiled lightly as gripped Asuka’s panties. The red head extended her legs upward and in one swift motion they were off without any resistance. Asuka’s sweet scent drifted up leisurely as Misato inhaled it deeply.

“Du riechst so gut.” Misato spoke with a slight German tone, giggling lightly Asuka's cheeks went from pink to red. Misato decided to cut the fore-play as she lower herself on top of blue-eyed girl, planting her hands on both sides of Asuka’s head as she looked down at the anxious girl.

“This may hurt a bit, so please tell me to stop if it hurts too much, ok?” The major warned softly as she shifted her hips placing the dildo into position. Asuka nodded her head with a brave but spooked look on her face and with a little push the tip of the dildo pierced Asuka’s pink, virgin petals for the first time.

"Owww." Asuka grunted harshly as she squeezed her eyes shut. Misato carefully reloaded her hips as she pushed a little deeper. Asuka yelped aloud as tears started to form at the corner of her closed eyes. Misato’s heart thudded painfully in her chest as she pulled out.

“Asuka, please don’t make me hurt you.” Misato begged weakly as she started to really consider her actions. Asuka shook her head as she wrapped her arms around Misato’s back and pulled her friend deep into her. Asuka screamed meekly as the dildo went the full-length inside her, ripping her hymen. After a few painful moments Asuka was panting pleasingly as she whispered into Misato’s ear.

“Rei was right, it only hurts a little.” Asuka admitted happily, turning her head to the door as she slowly started to buck her hips on Misato‘s stiff member.

“Rei…? Oh no!”

Misato knew what Asuka was looking at before even thinking it. The movement early was Rei sneaking around. Misato turned her eyes up to the door as Asuka continued to penetrate herself.

“Hello, Miss Misato.” The silent girl stood half-naked in the middle of the doorway her short blue hair matched her panties and bra as her crimson red eyes stared in wonder at the awkward position the two girls where in.

“You two…” Misato looked down at Asuka and then back to Rei.

“… Set me up?” Misato was completely shocked as she tried to pull away from Asuka.

“Ah, ah, aah.” Asuka’s arms and legs gripped Misato tightly as she kept the sex-toy inside her. Rei grinned sharply as she moved closer, leaned in, and whispered into Misato’s ear.

“It was’ in that hard, we knew you’d fall for Asuka's story.” Rei twisted her finger in Misato’s hair as she tongued the woman’s ear

“Your maternal instinct to mother an angry girl is just something all woman your age want.” Rei’s words seem strange with a sense of truth to them. Asuka moaned whorishly as she struck herself harder in the violet haired woman’s crotch.

“Asuka gets mad, you play mommy, and the rest was easy, now jus' do what we tell you and no one will find out you like to have sex with young girls.'' Misato shook with anger at being tricked by the two girls as the rage erupted inside her.

“Get, off, ME!” Misato squeezed a hand between her chin and Asuka’s head to the girl's throat and squeezed. Misato closed off her air supply as Asuka gagged for air and let go. The red head dropped to the bed rubbing her throat as Misato got to her feet swiftly in front of Rei.

“Get on the bed.” Misato ordered coldly as Rei’s lower lip trembled. Rei froze, turned and jetted for the door in a last ditch attempt. Misato snatched Rei by her hair in a hurry and yanked the girl back to her bed, sending her crashing into Asuka.

“I don’t know who the fuck you think you’re fucking with, but this is where it stops.'' Misato carefree tone was replaced with vemon as she glared at the two pilots.

“How dare you try something so stupid, blackmailing your superior officer, you think this is the first time someones tried this?” Misato questioned in disbelieve as her hands met her hips. Both girls gripped each other as they looked to her with total shock and surprise. This was not what they had expected; they had grossly underestimated the Major, taking her kindness for a weakness was the biggest mistake they could of made.

“I guess I jus’ need to teach you girls a little respect.” Misato wondered pugnaciously as she walked to her door and locked it.

“W-what are you going to d-do?” Asuka asked worriedly as her naked form gripped Rei tightly.

“I don’t know, but I think I’ll come up with something really fast.” Misato assured maliciously as she stepped over to her bedside table and opened the drawer. Misato smiled affectionately as she pulled her 9mm and cocked it.

“Please don’t kill US!!!” Asuka screamed as she buried her face into Rei’s chest. Rei squeezed her eye’s shut as she gripped Asuka. ''Why not? Your the only two who know about this.'' Misato snickered as she reached back into the draw and retrieved two pairs of fluffy handcuffs and tossed them on the bed.

“I’m not going to kill you, now handcuff yourselves and stop crying.” Misato’s weapon emphasized her request as the barrel fell in line with the two girl's head. The two locked their wrists quickly as they waited for their next order.

“Good, I’m glad to see your more obedient when your threaten, now where do I begin?”

Story: Evangelion (Unleashed) (chapter 8)

Chapter 8