Story: NGE Drive: Oh, what a beautiful morning

Here is this week's winner, Drive! Hope you enjoy it! Next time, I think I'll have an Angel attack. Though I will still need options to play around with.

Imagine a sunrise. Imagine the dark sky suddenly begins to erupt into colour. Stars fade away, a bright orange hue fills the air. Shadows recede into corners and hide away from the encroaching light. The time of darkness has gone, and now a new day has arisen. Life returns to the world. Flowers begin to open up to greet the morning, birds begin to call.

Sitting on a nearby hill looking down upon Tokyo-3, there was a boy and a girl smiling at the glorious daily spectacle. His arm around her shoulder. Her head upon his. Both content. Both peaceful. The boy was kind of tall, and quite athletic for his age. Perhaps this particular image was helped along by the tracksuit he was wearing or perhaps it was simply that his frame was of the correct type. As for the girl, she was a bit smaller than him and had an adorable befreckled face. Her hair was tied back in a twin ponytail, split to emerge on either side of her head left and right.

“See?” the girl finally said. “This wasn’t so bad, was it?” She snuggled closer into his body and sighed in sheer bliss. “Isn’t it a beautiful sunrise?”

“Hm, I guess,” the boy said hesitantly. “But I know of someone prettier than any old sunrise…”

After a moment the girl disentangled herself from the boy’s embrace and slipped her hand into his. Both of them were blushing now, but she started it. Eye contact seemed like an impossible dream between the two of them in that minute or so, before the two of them slowly - shyly - turned towards one another and without another word leaned in for a delicate, featherlight kiss. The two of them separated for a hesitant few seconds and opened eyes that neither realised had been closed.

And the kiss was immediately resumed. Hungrier this time. Clumsy, but hungry. Hands roamed over the body of the other unbidden, without purpose or intent. Just to feel and nothing more. Clothing vanished as if into the ether. Somehow their position altered. Somehow they ended up with the boy lying naked atop the girl, with her staring up at him with wide-eyed wonder and him down at her with a tender affection he’d normally rather die than display.

“Hikari… Are you sure you want this?” the boy asked.

“Yes, Toji,” Hikari answered, reaching up and encircling his head. “More than anything,” she said, pulling him closer, closer, whispering the sweetest sounds of love, adoration, desire -

And a loud ringing bell.

At which point an alarm clock was hurled across the room, where it struck a strategically placed pillow attached to the wall and landed atop another pinned to the floor. “Stupid alarm!” Toji grumbled. His voice hadn’t quite woken up yet either. “Stupid dream. Stupid morning wood! Ugh! I can’t go out like this!”

Toji sat up in his bed, folded his arms, folded his legs - carefully, carefully - and stared up at the ceiling indignantly. “What was that dream about again? Can’t quite remember… I think the class rep was in there…” A quick absent scratch served the minutest of distractions. Huh. Why was he getting so hung up on some dream about the class rep? Unless, well, it had involved -

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Hikari was bent over the teacher’s desk after school, naked from the waist down. A hand made a rough grab for her breast and she felt it pressing against her. The head pressing firmly against the entrance to her impossibly soaked pussy, but not quite entering her. Not yet.

“Hikari,” a male voice asked from behind her. “Are you sure you want this?”

“Yes, Toji!” Hikari moaned, thrusting her hips back to no avail. It was like he was reading her mind, predicting her every move for he moved back just enough to keep himself from entering her until the time was right. “More than anything!”

And that was all he had been waiting for, apparently. It felt so weird, going inside her like that. Filling her to the brim. The two of them. Fucking on the teacher’s desk. Where anyone could walk in and see them.

“I never knew you were this kind of girl, Hikari!” Toji said, roughly smacking her on the ass as he rode her every bit as roughly from behind. “Hm, maybe cleaning up duties won’t be quite so rough in future, huh? Then again, why limit it to the classroom?”

In an instant, he flipped her around and she wrapped her legs around his waist and tried to thrust faster, faster! But it was to no avail. He maintained control over the pace. Toji was keeping it slow and steady, letting these new and wonderful sensations build up in her. It was driving her insane! “More! Oh, please, I want more!”

“Hm, you’ll get more alright. In your room. In your sisters’ rooms. On the roof of the building. Out in the streets, maybe? You’re such a filthy girl, aren’t you? You’ll do it anywhere I ask! Isn’t that right?”

“I-  I - I-  I!”

“Hikari? Earth to Hikari?”

A sharp intake of breath later and she was staring at breakfast. No classroom. No Toji. No rough smacks on her tight, tight ass… Hikari involuntarily shuddered in her seat and rapidly shook her head. No, no, no! Stop that! What is <i>wrong</i> with you?! Daydreaming about being taken in the classroom like that and enjoying every second of it! Such a thought was hardly suitable for a class representative! Hardly suitable for a human being!

“Hey, are you feeling alright?” Kodama asked. “You’ve barely touched breakfast and you’ve been spacing out all morning. It’s not like you at all!”

“I’m fine,” Hikari lied. Ooh, now look at yourself! Lying to your older sister, just because the truth is so - So - So!

There was a knock at the front door. “Ooh! That’ll be the mailman! Listen, we’ll talk more about this later on, Hikari! If there really is something wrong, I wanna hear all about it!”

“Yes, big sister. Whatever you say!”

Hikari gulped down breakfast a little faster than she might have liked, but it was the only way to guarantee her mind didn’t wander off into idle considerations of how strong Toji’s hands were, or how big his penis was, or what it would feel like if she -

Stop that! No! That’s how it starts. That’s how it gets into you. Just ignore that, focus on getting to school, and try to get through the day without doing anything too silly. Come to think, if that was the time… She really had to get going! Hikari grabbed her bag, dashed for the door, sidestepped Kodama blowing the mailman, ran out the gate -

Wait… Backtrack a little bit. Blowing the - For a moment Hikari was tempted to look back, but thought better of it. Nope. Did not just happen. That was just her apparently perverted mind trying to trick her into another filthy, filthy daydream. Probably involving whips, handcuffs and rubber chickens or something. Hm. Maybe a little role playing to get the two of them really into the mood, and then… Hikari slapped herself hard across the face and gasped. That had hurt a lot more than she’d thought it would.

But the weird thing was, she kinda liked it.
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Ah, what a glorious morning it was! Kensuke just couldn’t help himself. There was so much beauty in the world. It all seemed so alive! Look at that grass! Look at those birds flying through the sky! Come to think of it, look at all the things which aren’t actually living, but seem to be due to the wonder and glory of the morning! Look at those buildings! Look at these roads! Look at those cars! Speaking of which, probably not a good time to cross right now.

He took pictures of all of them, grinning wildly the entire time. How could he not? It was all so wonderful! To fail to record it all for posterity, why, that would be the greatest sin he could imagine. But of all the glory, of all the wonders, of all the brilliance surrounding him at this very moment, one sight stood out above all the rest.

Namely, that trio of girls on the other side of the road. The tall one with blonde wavy hair staring up at the sky was a stunning beauty. The middle in height had short dark hair and a certain tomboyish allure with a hint of a wild side hidden underneath. She was the most animated of the lot, talking very fast and excitedly about something Kensuke was too far away to hear while the other two just listened. The last, with long brown hair, was the smallest of the lot and was in turn as cute as a puppy playing with its reflection in a mirror. Her warm smile and large breasts as she skipped along the pavement could surely have stopped traffic, had there been any this morning. Huh. Odd. There ought to be more people commuting about now. Well. Whatever.

Kensuke would have dashed across the street to greet these cuties, traffic or no. An opportunity like this may come by every day, but unless one seizes each opportunity something wonderful could easily pass him by! Certainly, no girl had ever willingly allowed him to take their picture before, but some day, some day... “Greetings, ladies!” he said with an exaggerated flourish. “Would you do me the courtesy of allowing me to take your picture on this wonderful morning?”

The tall girl opened her mouth as if to say no, which is kind of what he expected, really. But then she closed it again, looked at her friends with a manic twinkle in her eye, stepped forward and took his arm. “Sure thing, handsome! There’s plenty of time before class starts.”

The cute and busty one took his other arm, resting it on his shoulder and in a move that was surely no accident pulled his arm directly into her cleavage. “Hm, and I have such interesting ideas for pictures we could take together,” she intoned sweetly.

“Follow me,” the last of the girls said. “I know the perfect place we can get a little… privacy.”

And off that girl went, walking down the streets with her hips very deliberately swaying while her two friends eagerly pulled him along the street arm in arm. Oh, yes. There could be no doubt at all that this was going to be a beautiful day!
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The doorbell rang, and Misato lazily looked over at her two charges. Or at least the one she could see, who didn’t react in the slightest. Still just jumping up and down in front of the television like a complete maniac. The other one probably hadn’t heard it at all, given how he was in the shower.

“I suppose I’ll get it, then,” Misato sighed. Goodness, but she felt so off today. Pleasant, but… off. Her entire body felt all nice and tingly, almost like it was hyperaware of everything around her. Every square inch of cloth brushing up against it. Every slight alteration in the air around her, the temperature, the direction of a breeze, the scents being carried… Everything!

The doorbell rang again, and Misato rolled her eyes “I’m coming!” she called. “Just a minute!” Coming, eh? Yeah, that sounded about right. She wanted to, really badly. It had been a while. Heck, far too long, right? Ever since she’d come here to take on this job, the most important job she’d ever hold in her life, she’d rather neglected her other needs. Had they built up so much over that time without her noticing? Had it interfered with her job? Would it? Well, it would be better if she got fucked rather than the human race so maybe she ought to go and find a man.

One face did pop into mind immediately, but… Ugh, no that didn’t seem too sensible an idea right now. She wasn’t quite so horny as to go crawling back on her hands and knees to an ex, begging for a quick lay. No matter how thorough he was. No matter how well he knew every little bit of her body, and how to make all the cares of the world melt away with a simple kiss. No matter how… Uh… What was she arguing against doing again?

The doorbell rang a third time. “I said just a minute! I’m almost… there?”

Suddenly, somehow, Asuka was standing between her and the door. The only remotest evidence there was that she hadn’t been there at all was the inexplicable “sproing” noise left in the aftereffect of Asuka’s leap into position. Misato rubbed at her eyes while Asuka opened the door to reveal Rei, standing in silence. Staring. Always staring. With those blood-red eyes. Odd to see her here at this time in the morning, but -

Misato’s phone buzzed, and she rolled her eyes. No time for this, unfortunately. She had certain responsibilities to attend to. And so, she stepped past Asuka, said “Good morning, Rei! Bye for now, the two of you! I have to get to the Geofront. Hm. Looks like Ritsuko wants me for something urgent. I’ll see you both later, okay?”

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Asuka stared at Misato’s sleepy gait and rolled her eyes. So lazy! Such a layabout! Not like her at all. She had to go, go, go! Move, move, move! It was odd how completely full of energy she was this morning, but she just couldn’t help herself, couldn’t stay still, couldn’t -

“May I come in?”

Couldn’t ignore the living doll anymore. “Alright, wondergirl. I suppose there’s no real reason I can refuse.”

Rei nodded her expressionless face and stepped right on through the doorway past Asuka. Huh. There was something a little different about the First today. Something a little off about her body language, maybe. Eh. Whatever. Asuka easily beat her back to the couch and impatiently flipped through the channels while she sat there, staring ahead. Not really blinking. Not really moving. Not really doing anything but existing there. No, not quite true. Rei’s lack of mobility was making Asuka critically aware of her own fidgety little motions. No sooner would she settle down a bouncing knees when her hands would start to caress her own thigh, and no sooner would she stop that when she’d start to stretch and no sooner would she stop that when her boobs would start to itch, and -

“So, what do you want at this time of the morning?” she groused, unable to keep herself from getting up and pacing around the couch. “I mean, you obviously didn’t want Misato for anything, and if you wanted to speak to me you’d be talking already. You couldn’t possibly be here for the wimp, could you?”

Rei nodded. Asuka’s eyes rolled back in disdain. Of course. The two of them found one another so utterly fascinating, didn’t they? Ugh.

“Well, he’s in the shower right now by the sound of it. And whatever you need his help for, surely I can provide even better, right?”

Rei finally reacted, tilting her head to look Asuka right in the eyes. For some reason it sent a chill down her spine every damn time the girl looked at her, but today especially. Normally it was because there was a coldness about her, a distance that could not be measured in any reasonable terms, but today… there was a hint of warmth that seemed somehow even more terrifying and chilling. “I came here to ask him a question.”

“Hah! To ask that dummkopf a question when you could speak to the great Asuka Langley Soryu? Any subject he knows anything worth a damn about, I know ten times the amount! Ask away!”

The next few seconds were a bit of a whirlwind of activity, and later on Asuka would have tremendous difficulty recalling exactly what had happened. Partly this was due to the sheer speed at which it occurred, but also… Also because her thoughts would rather prefer to linger a little while on what came after.

“Very well,” Rei said, staring down at Asuka from mere inches away. A strong hand cradled the back of her neck, not with malice, not with cruelty, but with a strangely pleasant caress. Rei’s other hand was trailing down the side of Asuka’s body, leaving in its wake tiny tingles of pleasant sensation that kept distracting the redheaded pilot of how exactly she’d even gotten into this position, lying across Rei’s lap on the couch, in the first place. “This is my first question….”

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He didn’t exactly know how it worked, all Shinji knew was that the popular myth was pretty effective. Little wore down a man’s libido quite like a cold shower. For the first time since he’d woken up this morning, he could think clearly again without lingering about particularly naughty thoughts about this or about that. All it took was a little shock to the system, and he could retain a little self control. Not to mention the ability to actually express himself coherently.

Still, he couldn’t help but wonder why this particular morning he’d reacted in such a manner. It wasn’t as though anything particularly sexual had occurred the day before. His dreams had been no more or less erotic than usual. And yet, inexplicably, he’d been roused to the biggest case of morning wood he might ever face in his entire life.

Well, either way, the problem was resolved. He could go about his day, finish toweling off, perhaps shiver a little from the lingering cold, get dressed and walk back out into the apartment without making a complete fool or spectacle of himself. Yes, sir, for once in his life Shinji Ikari felt ready to take on the world and maybe eke out a small victory. No humiliation for him. No pointed snickers from certain German redheads about his lack of self control. He really could march out there and face -

The sight of Rei and Asuka tangled up on the couch, hands easily slipping under the other’s clothes while their lips remained locked in an embrace so passionate that for a half second he’d thought they were trying to consume one another whole. Each made tiny whimpers that sounded as pure and melodical to him as any classical orchestral piece.

“Oh, there you are!” Asuka finally said, narrowing her eyes at him while Rei’s tongue made use of the opportunity to explore Asuka’s ear. “Try not to take so long in the shower next time. I had to… Uh… Uuuuhh… Keep Rei entertained while you were gooooooone. What do you have to say for yourself?”

After careful consideration and weighing all possible responses, Shinji blinked, tilted his head, and replied with the most intelligent and reasonable answer he could think of giving.

“Buh….”