[Episode 68589] [Episode 68589]The real reason that he wasn't plastered against the wall and looking for the nearest exit was very simple: He had no idea that what he was doing was real, and thought it all a dream. So having a violet maned head next to his, a red head curled up on his chest, a blonde curled up against his abdomen, and the breath of a brunette brushing his privates were all things to enjoy. Just as the four nearly identical blue haired girls who were amongst them were to be taken pleasure in. After all, it wasn't like they were real, and as such, anything he did there wouldn't be a problem later.
He'd just wake up to his normal sucky life, with remnants of this really great dream floating in the back of his head. There'd be the monsters constantly attacking, a father who didn't want him, and a bare existance that dragged on and on. Which would be harder knowing that he could still hope for something better. Even if it didn't allow him that much space to lay.
Still, he could shift a little, and he managed to put his head back... only to hit his crown against the headboard.
Wincing at the sudden pain, he tried to get through the initial pain, and relaxed as he felt it receed. That was what he got for sleeping in the same bed with that many girls. But at least he hadn't woken them, even if it was only a...
Hold on a moment...
Pain? During a dream?
That was impossible. There was no pain in dreams.
Which meant...
His eyes widened and his jaw dropped as the realisation hit him. "This isn't a dream?!"
"Not dream," Misato mumbled as she pressed her face into his shoulder, "'M not done cuddling. Quiet now."
"Oh hell... I'm so dead..."
"Hey," grumbled Asuka as she raised her head just enough to look at him, "If you are, then we're all in heaven."
"Not me. You? Me?"
A slow smile lit her face. "I remember every little bit. I'd hoped that you could be a nice lover when you were a weenie, but now... Wow..."
The 'Third Child' looked at his fellow pilot as she snuggled up to his chest and looked to all the world to be content on staying there. However, it did little for his mental health at the moment. 'Mount Asuka' not erupting when a possible percieved perversion was around was definately wierd, but not as much as what she had just told him.
And that didn't help his situation at all. There he was, surrounded on all sides by curvy girls with cat ears and tails. Bouncy bosoms were everywhere he looked. Glances gave him views of shapely legs. A peek let him confirm what Doctor Akagi's true hair color was. Then there was the way that Maya was nuzzling him in the most intimate place possible.
Add in the fact that there were four Reis and he was seriously freaked out. He had firm, attractive and oh-so-toned bodies against him to varying degrees, with some moulding against him. While the idea of Misato pressing her cleaveage against him was something that he would have liked, but the reality was that he was certain that he was a dead man.
But as he lay there, the only thing that he could think of was to:
(Posted Mon, 15 Sep 2003 01:43)
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