[Episode 81058] [Episode 81058]
Which Urd confirmed through her voice over powers. "See this? It's an experiment being run by NERD... er, NERV to see if they could just expand their power capabilities of their Evangelions by a small percentage. Normally, it would result in a pretty dismal failure, but this time..."
"Are you certain that Shinji will be safe?" Misato asked her old college roomate as the two stood in the tent that was acting as the temporary command post.
Ritsuko waved the concern away. "It's no problem, really. We're not even going to go anywhere near the levels to run a risk. All he has to do is to keep running over the field, and we'll see if the new power output booster works well enough to be used."
"And if it malfunctions?"
"It won't. I give you my word on that..."
Just then, an alarm sounded and a field technician called out, "Critical overload approaching on all systems! Unit 01 is being shorted out!"
"What?!"
Misato's panicked gazed ripped from her friend to look out onto the field. "Shinji!"
The first thing that the Third Child became aware of was that he had an enormous headache. Then he knew that his plugsuit was somehow fitting... differently. Which was followed by the fact that he also felt... better than he thought he should be.
And that the light fluttering before his eyes was getting terribly annoying. "Umm... can you stop that?"
"So you're fully conscious, now are you?" came a familiar amused tone.
"Doctor Akagi?"
"But of course. Who else would check out after one of your problems after piloting?"
"Umm... the doctors at the hospital?" he asked as he sat up.
She put her pen light down, and sighed. "You're spending too much time with Misato..."
"I am? And where is she?"
"I had to send her out since you were pretty much fine... er, stable, and she was needed elsewhere. Along with everyone else around here. And since I've got to keep an eye on you, I got to stay," the doctor told him and reached to put a hand on each of his shoulders. "Now you lie down and rest."
He put his hands on hers and shook his head. "I feel fine. Heck, I feel great..."
"And you do look great..."
"I do?"
That got a chuckle from her. "Whatever caused the power surge went through your body and forced aged it into a stronger form. Not bad looking at all, if what I... the others had noticed."
"You think I'm good looking?" he asked softly and needly as he leaned foward, his face close to hers.
"Umm... I can say so..."
"Good enough to.., I don't know.., kiss?"
He could see her glup, but for some reason it didn't look like she was completely adverse to the idea. "I wouldn't exactly mind that, but..."
Her answer made him confused, since he'd never expected something like that to come from her. But then he'd been through a lot, and when he did, he had bizarre dreams... That must be it. He'd never woken up before being shipped to the hospital before, so he must still be sleeping. And that meant he could do what he wanted. "Then why don't we see if you will?"
"What..?"
Gathering up the will to even kiss a dream-Ritsuko took some doing, but it felt easier somehow. Still, he felt almost... heady as he leaned in and pressed his lips against the older woman's. Her soft, full lips were resisting at first, but then she began to part them in the face of his inexpert, but passionate assaults. Unconsciously her fingers began to loop around his, and her eyes grew hooded.
"We shouldn't be doing this..," she breathed.
"Yes, we should. You're a beautiful woman and you work hard to help us. I've always had a bit of a crush on you, but I've never thought such a smart and confident woman would have time to be with anyone, let alone me..."
"I..."
"But if I'm going to have this dream, I'm going to make this a good one."
'He thinks being with me is like a dream..?' she thought as he slid from the examination table to stand before her. But she had little time to think about it as she was finding his hands moved from hers to running underneath her labcoat. They found the sides of her body and stroked upwards from her slim waist until they reached the undersides of her breasts. At the bottom of those firm mounds, he was able to place his palms so that he could lightly lift them, almost as if he was both testing their weight, and paying them credit. Giving her bosom a gentle, almost hestitant squeeze, he reached up to her collar and pulled down the zipper on her shirt all the way, allowing a peek at her lacy bra.
Deciding that fair play was good, and that it would also test his resolve, she stroked his back and nuzzled his neck. As she laid little kisses at his throat, she found the releases for the plug suit with searching hands, and pressed them so that she could get the now loose garment from his body. She pushed it from his bare shoulders, and he allowed it to fall to his waist, sliding it off his arms with only a momentary action.
His attention was more focused on her and her cleaveage. He reached beneath her shirt and felt each lace capped breast, marveling at them as only a young man could. "They're wonderful..."
A deep blush added to the heat of arousal evident in her face, but she didn't mind so much as his fingers slipped under the flimsy garment to touch the soft skin they found there. She gasped with delighted pleasure as he found her hardening nipples and began run his thumbs over the nubs almost as if he was awed by them.
"Shinji... please," she whispered, not in tones for him to stop, but in the sort that spoke on an instinctual level.
He seemed to respond to that without thinking and turned her so that she was the one that was sitting on the table. One hand left her bosom and settled onto one stocking thigh, rubbing the palm over the dark surface. It sent tingles through her body, and even if he was hesitant, he treated each part of her gently. That was evident as he squeezed and stroked her legs, intensely interested in something other boys would have ignored. As his other hand joined the first in rubbing her legs, she groaned as he pushed up her skirt with the slow motions. The result wasn't intentional, but it had an effect on her that she couldn't deny.
It also left her panties clear to his sight. Both it and the stockings covered her most intimate spaces, a part of every attractive woman that interested a teenaged heterosexual male, and Shinji was no different. But instead of the hurried hormonal rush of his comrades, his approach was a mix of hesitatancy and gentleness. His fingers went slowly, afraid of pushing too hard, but far too gone to back out now. So he pressed the tips of his fingers where he saw the wetness spreading and began to push and prod along it.
"Aaahh..," she moaned deeply as she felt him make discoveries about that part of her that even she didn't know. Never before had she ever considered doing such things before, and likely would always remember it from then on. Yet, they both knew that there could be no end until they had gone further, and he looped his fingers under both the waists of her panties and her stockings. He made certain to brush his knuckles against her soft skin, and pulled the garments down until they were at her ankles.
That left her wet prize open and waiting for him, and his fingers made the first forays of a place he'd only imagined. They spread the petals they found there and darted into and out of her as he tried to see what he could do to please her. But it wasn't until he found a hard little nub and realised that her pants of breath turned turned to gasps of pleasure that he began to focus in on it. He rubbed, flicked, and massaged that pleasure point, making her shake and shiver with need.
"Now... Shinji... now..," she pleaded, and he blinked in surprise before realising what she meant. Pushing the plug suit from his body, he laid her down onto the exam table and climbed up between her spread legs. Then, postioning his stiff manhood in what he hoped was the right spot, he looked deeply into her eyes.
And then he pushed himself into her wetness.
Her back arched as a soundless cry burst from her lips, and she reached to clutch at his shoulders once more. The pleasure was showing her face and she began to gasp as she felt him begin to pump into her. He knew not the techinque to get the most of both of them, but that did not matter, his new physique and his natural need to please mixed to give him enough skill to drive her to levels of pleasure that she had never felt before. This was a pure sharing of bodies, without thought or reason, and something that he was pouring his effort into, just for her.
That knowledge, along with the pleasure that he was giving her, sent her into an orgasm of sensation that felt so clear, so possessing, and so... wonderous, that it just sent all her senses afire as she came, only one word coming from her throat. "SHINJI!"
"RITSUKO!" he called out only moments after her.
Then, as pleasure of the insistant kind left them, he slowly lowered himself on top of her, and laid so that his head was next to her. There was no major discomfort, even with his new, and admittedly better built body. He seemed almost hesitant to lay on her, pressing his chest down on her breasts, but she didn't mind. It felt comfortable and welcome for reasons she, the brillant scientist, could not put into words.
All she knew was that she should be berating herself for what she had just done, but couldn't find the will to. They could have been caught at any time, and they could have gotten into so much trouble. She had been carrying on with his father after all, and she had done some terrible things, stuff that only hardening herself had she managed to do. Yet, she just couldn't figure why something that should have been so wrong could have felt so good. "Ritsuko?" he whispered softly.
"Yes..?"
"How are you feeling?"
The question jolted her a bit. None of her lovers in her youth had ever been concerned about her after bedding her, and his father wasn't one for shows of emotions. But this one boy, the single person who she likely should never have done this with, was asking how she felt. And she just couldn't tell him anything but the truth.
"Better than I've been a long time," she told him, "Much better."
"Good," he said and held her the best he could as he rested there.
Leaving her with questions and desires that she had squashed years earlier, but with a focus on one single young man.
Misato looked at the pair in front of her and grinned. "You both look happy."
"We are," Ritsuko said, looking as in place and well groomed as ever, "Better than you I might add."
The lavander haired woman wrinkled her nose at her friend. "I was out working, instead of playing doctor, you know."
"I do not play, as that's your department. And even Shinji found a way to get looking great."
"I'll say..," murmured Misato as she glanced over the boy who was currently stuck wearing a borrowed pair of sweatpants and shortsleeved shirt.
"What?" he asked.
"Oh... nothing..."
"Uhh..."
"Well, why don't you go and get cleaned up," the doctor told her, "I can keep an eye on him for a bit longer, at least until you can drive him home for a bit of rest."
"Hmmm..," drawled the other woman, "Trying for a bit of private time with our new stud, huh?"
"What are you saying?! Do you think that we would..."
"Hey, hey... calm down. It was just a joke. No need to get huffy about it."
"Right... Just go."
"Whatever you say. The doctor is always right... out of her mind," Misato muttered as she walked away, never noticing that her friend as blushing, and had been more panicked than angry. She just headed for the field showers while:
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