Sexy Beast! [A Neon Genesis Evangelion Fanfiction]

Lying in his bed, Shinji Ikari turned onto his side and then on his stomach as he struggled fitfully with sleep. Another nightmare had dragged him from his stream of unconsciousness and now slumber seemed a far off prospect, mocking him every time he closed his eyes and causing him to toss about again. He could find no comfortable position, try as he may, and those he could were only temporary breaks from his restlessness.

Finally the troubled boy decided he could take no more, and slipped from bed. School was tomorrow, and he didn’t want to wind up sleeping through class and getting in trouble with the class representative. Hopefully Misato had something, like some sleeping medicine or maybe had some kind of secret technique to help him relax. Or, maybe she’d let him sleep in her room.

That last thought caused him to blush. For all of his dour personality and unassuming presence, he was still a teenage boy, and he still had those kinds of thoughts, but his depression and low self-esteem tempered them well. Quickly he dismissed the possibility, he wasn’t worthy of such a thing, or even the mere fantasy. To be cuddled against such a curvy, warm body were sensations beyond the scope of what his mind could create, much less the more carnal experiences. Outside the door to Misato’s room, Shinji let his thoughts wind down to a dull roar and took a deep breath before raising his hand to knock.

“Ungh!”

The deep grunt gave him pause, and those that followed caused him to recoil a bit in shock. Wide-eyed and blinking, he stared at the door as he heard what sounded like Misato as though she was in some sort of agony. He trembled as her sounds grew louder, and more pained through the door, interspersed with her heavy breathing and sharp gasps. His fear growing quickly, it finally reached a crescendo when she heard her form words amidst her cacophony.

“Shinji…!”

Fear triggered instinct and Shinji lunged forward, all but ripping the door off the track as he slid it open to come to Misato’s aid. His daring entry into the lit bedroom stopped two paces past the threshold as the sight that greeted him shut down a good two thirds of his brain and caused his mouth to fall open.

A completely naked Misato Katsuragi sat atop of the covers of her bedroll, glistening with sweat, hair tousled, back arched, and her hand between her legs furiously stroking what had to be at least a foot long uncircumcised penis.

As his mind’s machinery choked and jammed like a car struggling to shift gears, the oblivious woman let out a wail as she arched her back and reached climax. Ejaculating with frightening force and volume, splattering the ceiling above her with the first salvo, the wall directly above the doorway with her second, and tagging Shinji directly in his face and open mouth with the third.

It was all too much for him, and with a dazed mumble he fainted dead away, collapsing into a heap onto the floor.

“Shinji, wake up Shinji. Wake up Shinji!”

Misato’s frantic voice roused him from unconsciousness. When his eyes opened, he found his guardian staring down at him, pale as a sheet. As he blinked back into consciousness, he found himself embraced by the lovely woman as she babbled her relief to him that he was alright.

“Misato…?” He heard himself ask as she pulled away, before looking down and finding her once again completely and totally naked. It took everything he had not to faint again, even more when he looked down and saw that she still possessed that baffling piece of anatomy. Looking back up to her face, he felt a surreal haze overcome him as he spoke.

“Why do you have a penis?”

“I can’t believe you walked in on me,” she deflected with a teasingly indignant tone.

He wasn’t going to fall for it however. Pulling away from her embrace, he sat up and looked down at her as he realized that he was still covered in her… her semen? Maybe his head was still fuzzy from his fainting or his confused mind and body was still warring with the contradiction in front of him, but for some reason he wasn’t panicking. “Misato, what is that?”

Following his gaze downward, Misato looked down at her cock and then looked back up at him before shrugging her shoulders. “It’s my penis.”

Shinji continued to stare at it. “Why do you have one?”

“I don’t really know really, I’ve had it since the Second Impact, though,” Misato replied.

Baffled was the only way to describe his t

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