Story: Drive

 

There's no secret that there's an extremely high level of sexual tension between Misato and Kaji. It's the gossip of the Geofront. When the two of them were in the same room, the temperature rose. Just from their presence. Their past was steamy, their awareness of each other keenly intimate.

It didn't hurt they were also both the top of almost every staff member's 'want to fuck' list for their respective gender. A shame neither of them had eyes for anyone but each other. Especially since a big part of why Misato didn't want to hook up with him was the idea he had a bit of a wandering eye.

Ain't relationships grand?

Anyway, right now the two of them were finally - finally letting some of that sexual tension out. Not all of it though. That would be dangerous. Like opening up a pressure cooker too quickly. A little pressure off at a time. For now they were content with holding onto one another, touching each other's bodies, groping and squeezing while their mouths made sloppy noises along the other's neck.

But it wasn't hard to see that sex was on the way. At first vanilla, but very soon after that as the pressure came off little by little it would get rawer, kinkier, more creative, nastier as they slaked long buried desires upon one another, worshipped every square inch of the other's body like they'd found a new religion, and gave in to Drive little by little until it consumed their very being -

"N-no!" Misato pushed Kaji away. Her breathing was ragged, though not so much as her attire. She tried not to look at him, for fear of what she might do. The urges she might have, the temptation that might lay bare. "This is what they want. They want us horny and stupid, so they can take over."

To her great surprise, Kaji nodded in agreement with her. She could sort of see the movement at her peripheral vision. "You're right. As much as I want to hook up with you again, if it's between that and the world... Sorry, Misato. Even you're not worth the entire human race."

Which had the unfortunate side effect of really wanting him inside her. Right now. Misato made sure to bite hard into her thumb to stave off the horny, they had to get down to business. And that was not a euphemism.

"Then we need to split up," Misato said, and literally everyone who has watched a horror movie or played a pen and paper roleplaying game threw their hands in the air to yell 'don't split the party!' at her. However! In this case, she has an exceptional reason for this. "If we hang around each other, we might lose control."

"Again," Kaji added. "Good thinking, that's what I always liked about you. Always more than just a pretty face and a hot body." Which was now even hotter, he most carefully did not say. The last thing he wanted to do in this situation was think too deeply about how her breasts, already impressive, were larger but firmer. He didn't want to dwell on her absurdly feminine curves, or the soft warmth of her flesh, or the fact that her smell - "We should get away from each other quickly."

"You're not just saying that to hit on women, are you?"

"Hah! Normally I'd ask why you'd care, but that is a real concern under these conditions, isn't it?"

"I care because we are hooking up when this is over, buster. So no wandering eye!"

That was not the response Kaji had been expecting. He stepped forward, but ran into her extended arm.

"After this is over," she insisted. "When our brains aren't drowning in hormones, and we can actually think straight."


Ever get exactly what you wanted, and not quite know how to deal with it? Kaji sure did. He numbly nodded. Then, gathering his confidence, he took out his phone. "We should stay in contact," he said. "Keep each other sane and informed."

"Smart thinking, that way we can call for help if anything goes wrong."

Just like that, the two of them parted ways, turning around - and then using their free hand to sneak a free grope on the other before departing. Kaji, heading towards the engineering bay and Misato towards the medical wing of the Geofront.

It didn't take long before Misato found evidence of Drive influencing the staff. Loose clothes, looser morals, pinup bodies that seemed to have stepped out of a wet dream. Everyone she saw was like that. Doctors only wearing labcoats, a stethoscope, and a smile. Nurses wearing adjusted pinstripes. At one point she turned a corner, and caught herself staring at a blowjob in progress out where anyone could see it.

She really wanted to suck Kaji's dick right now. Really, really wanted to. Her lips ached for it, she kept on licking her lips in anticipation of something big and hard passing into her mouth - but there was nothing there. She felt empty without it. But... she had a job to do. So she decided to set about doing it!

"Find anything?" she asked into the phone, pulling herself away and focusing on the task at hand. The sooner she got this done, the sooner they defeated this... This bizarre invasion force, the better.

<I>"Sex,"</I> Kaji answered. <I>"Lots and lots of sex."</i> That wasn't surprising. What was surprising was what he said next. <I>"Although, it's strange. There's something else going on here. Almost like -"</i>

"Ah, thank you nurse," the Doctor receiving a blowjob said, patting his colleague on the head. "That was exactly what the Doctor ordered."

"Not a problem," the nurse - another man - said, rising to his feet and handing a chart to the Doctor. "Broken arm, room 2. Let's get that done properly and we can pick up where we left off."

The two of them hurried off with their tail between their legs, and come to think of it several of the others around her were also starting to scamper off, returning to their duties while still half dressed. There was a speed to them, a purpose. Deliberate, focused, motivated. While Misato puzzled through that, Kaji offered an explanation of his own:

<i>"Almost like they're motivated to get stuff done so they can get back to having sex."</I>

Huh...? That got Misato's back up a bit. Whirling around, she stopped another member of staff in their tracks.

"What's going on around here?" Misato asked. The man took a look at her, drank her body in, shuddered and then stepped around her. "Everyone's acting like horny idiots one minute, and then -"

"Yes, and I'd rather like to get on so that I can get off," the man said. "God almighty, she's hot, but if I don't get this done I'll regret it later. Let's get it done quickly..."


Misato stared after him in abject confusion. Was that right? Kaji's theory that they were getting things out of hte way quickly and efficiently so they could have as much time having sex as possible?

<i>"I've never seen a man tighten a nut so fast in my life"</i> Kaji said. <i>"Maybe... is this the next step of the invasion? Make it seem beneficial, so they can take over, welcomed with open arms?"</I>

Motivation is something that is broadly understood by anyone trained for a leadership role. People need safety, people need security, food, water, shelter, a place to sleep - and also sexual satisfaction. Could it be...? This Drive had been distracting them at first, but after a while of indulging they might have realised they needed to get on with their responsibilities. If they didn't, they would risk losing those vital things. But at the same time, those responsibilities were a distraction from the amazing sex that she could be having with Kaji right his moment, him pinning her up against this wall and railing her for all she was -

Misato felt dizzy for a moment there. Motivation. Right. They were motivated. Smart enough to recognise they had duties to attend to, and suitably motivated to get them over with, get them done properly so they could get back to fucking. A true, deep rooted motivation.

Or, to use a synonym, drive. That is, the drive to procreate was also acting as a drive to succeed.

Once she realised that, Misato realised something else. Something that scared her just a little bit.

"Kaji, I feel extremely motivated to resolve this issue so that we can spend the next week having sex," Misato said. "I think it's starting to influence us like this as well."

<i>"Just the next week? I was hoping for a month in the sack, myself."</i>

So did Misato. She didn't want to say it out loud though.

"Maybe this is a good thing?" she suggested, barely believing what she was thinking. "If we can motivate others to sort this mess out as well, it'll make it easier for us to deal with this... whatever it is."

<i>"Use the enemy's own strength against them. Yeah, I can see that working. It's risky though. What if they want us to take this route? It seems a little obvious.</i>"

"You'd be amazed at how easy it is to overlook obvious things," Misato said. She closed her eyes for a second and channelled her arousal into focus. Clear, sharp focus.