Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction ❯ EVA Friend ❯ Two ( Chapter 2 )

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EVA Friend [NC-17]
Niklas "Hawk" Jonsson


Summary: After Shinji's first battle, Maya discovers some weird anomalities that hint at the fact that the EVA didn't go berserk, but that it was all Shinji. Something is weird and who are these two girls and grown woman that Shinji keeps sneaking off to meet up with?

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"speech"
*emphasis/shouts/Kindred Domination/post-hypnotic triggers*
/thoughts/
*/telepathy/*
~translation~
+soundeffe ct/radio/telephone conversation/TV+

*** Previously, on 'EVA Friend' ***

"No, I'm not lying, doctor Akagi. ... No, I'm not having sex with Katsuragi-san. ... No, she really isn't threatening me. ... Well, no, I'm not a virgin, but not because of anything I've done with Katsuragi-san. ... No, I assure you, I have not had, are not having and most probably never will have sex with captain Katsuragi. ... No, I don't want to sue her for sexual harrassment. ... Oh, right. Hold on a moment, doctor Akagi. ... All right, hold on a moment, Doctor Akagi."

Misato was whimpering in the couch, shaking her head in dismay and seeing her career go straight down the drain as Shinji spoke into the receiver. She couldn't hear Ritsuko's responses, but from what she heard Shinji say, she could make a couple of educated guesses as to what Ritsuko was saying.

"Katsuragi-san. Doctor Akagi wants to talk with you again." Shinji informed her and handed her the receiver.

"Ritsuko, you meanie!" Misato wailed into the receiver. "I told you that I wasn't having sex with him! Why won't you believe me?!"

+Misato, I don't know if you're telling the truth or have just intimidated or bribed Shinji to silence, but I'll keep my eyes on you until I find out one way or another just what's going on here. But if you're having sex with a minor, then I'm having you arrested, college roommate or not!+ Ritsuko growled.

"Ritsu!" Misato whimpered. "I'm innocent!" she insisted. "It's all just a series of horrible missunderstandings!"

+We'll see...+ Ritsuko replied sceptically and Misato instantly resolved to drain every single beer in the appartment before the end of the evening. She would have a lot of shopping to do tomorrow, but it would be worth it if the alcohol could just make her forget that this whole horrible event ever took place.


*** Roll credits ***

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Chapter Two:

The following morning, though anyone other then a hung-over Misato would probably refer to it as noon rather then morning, Misato staggered out of her room into the toilet, before she staggered into the kitchen where she grabbed the emergency morning-after beer, which was all the alcohol she had left in the apartment after yesterday’s all-out drinking binge.

"Going somewhere, Shinji-kun?" she asked as she blearily spotted Shinji in the hallway, carrying his bag.

"Yes." Shinji replied. "I'll be back in the evening. There's breakfast and lunch on the covered tray, just put it in the microwave when you're hungry." he instructed her.

"Thanks, I appreciate it. So, *WHERE* exactly are you going that you feel a need to try and distract me from asking about it?" Misato asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Uh... Out?" Shinji stuttered.

"I sorta guessed that from the way you're standing at the door. I'd like an answer that isn't quite as open-ended as that one, however." Misato drawled, then shook her head. She didn't have the energy for a debate right now. It would be easier to just wait for Section Two's report in the evening. "Ah well, no matter. Go. Have fun."

"See you later, Katsuragi-san." Shinji said.

"Mi-sa-to. Misato!" Misato berated him. "Though I'd appreciate it if you kept on using Katsuragi-san whenever Ritsuko might overhear you." she hastily added as she recalled yesterday’s utterly embarrassing phone conversation, before smiling a somewhat strained smile at him. "See you later, Shinji-kun." she finished with a thoughtful expression as a notion struck her after recalling yesterday’s incident, despite her best drinking efforts last night.

She waited for five seconds after Shinji had closed the door behind him, then grabbed the phone and called Ritsuko. Just because she wasn't feeling up to the task of following Shinji, didn't mean that she wanted to leave him solely in the hands of Section Two. They were good, but unimaginative and hopelessly devoid of any initiative whatsoever. Besides, Ritsuko owed her for that phonecall last night!

*REALLY* owed her! She wasn't quite sure just how to get back at Ritsuko for that just yet, but this would be a good start.

---

"Damn you, Misato." Ritsuko muttered to herself as she followed Shinji towards the train station closest to Misato's apartment. She wasn't quite sure how Misato had managed to persuade her to give up her Sunday off to shadow this little brat, but here she was. Not that she had anything in particular planned, other then perhaps reading a book and petting her pussies, but following Shinji around had definitively not been something she had wanted to do with her Sunday off. Misato had been very confrontational and still irked about yesterday’s phone conversation, but Ritsuko didn't know how her old friend could fault her for that!

The circumstances were rather damning for the purple-haired captain, after all.

"Running off, are we?" Ritsuko muttered as she saw Shinji walk into the station, carrying a blue sports bag. She raised the walkie-talkie she'd borrowed from one of the Section Two agents assigned to Shinji and was about to order them to grab him, when she saw that he'd stopped moving just inside the doors to the station.

A few moments after that, she saw someone with long purple hair enfold Shinji in a passionate embrace, enthusiastically locking lips with him. Shinji cautiously dropped the bag on the ground, then wrapped his arms around the purplehead's voluptuous body.

"Misato, you slut!" Ritsuko snapped and shook her head in disgusted disappointment, before she blinked. Why would Misato have asked her to follow Shinji, if he was going to meet up with her, especially after yesterday’s conversation? And why meet with him here? They shared the same apartment, for crying out loud! She had to have known that they would be found out, didn't she?

Unless...

Was Misato hoping to trick *HER* into joining them? Was this some sort of weird scheme to pull Ritsuko into their disgusting little tryst across the age barrier? Come to think of it, Misato had stumbled into the bathroom a disturbing amount of times when Ritsuko was in the shower when they shared a room as students.

And hadn't she caught Misato looking with admiration at her legs just the other day?

Oh, good lord! Misato hoped to trick Ritsuko into a threesome with her and Shinji!

That despicable little paedophilic minx!

But as Shinji and the woman walked out of the station, Ritsuko let out a relieved sigh as she saw that the purple-headed woman with Shinji wasn't Misato. This one was a little shorter then Misato, wore glasses over her green eyes and had a bit more flesh on her then Misato did. She wasn't fat by any stretch of the imagination, but she wasn't quite as thin as Misato. She was also wearing a white coat that was very similar to Ritsuko's own, with a black skirt and a tight yellow top underneath that coat. She had a yellow ribbon holding her pony-tail together and there was a pale blue collar around her neck.

No it definitively wasn't Misato and it wasn't merely a disguise either, this woman’s body structure was just too different from Misatos for that.

Ritsuko blinked and squinted at the woman’s collar, before she reached into one of her pockets and pulled out a small pair of binoculars from it, which she used to take a closer look at the woman. She blinked as she was faintly able to make out writing on the collar. 'Shinji' was the first thing she was able to make out, before she also managed to read 'Property of' above it in smaller writing.

Ritsuko blinked and let out a surprised gasp as she realized that even though Misato wasn't involved, something sleazy might still be going on here!

She moved her point of view up to scrutinize the woman’s face and instantly decided that she was around her own and Misato's age, there couldn't be more then a one or two-year difference in their respective ages. So she was quite obviously *WAY* too old to be fooling around with Shinji, like she seemed to be doing.

Not that it was an old woman! Hell, no! Prime of her life, really! But still way to old to be fooling around with a fourteen year old kid!

Ritsuko followed the odd pair and paled significantly as she saw them stroll into a love hotel, where Shinji picked and paid for a room with a silent confidence that revealed that this wasn't at all a new occurrence for him. In fact, he seemed more comfortable doing this, then just about anything else she had seen him to during the very brief time she'd known him. She'd give Section Two a stern talking to, later on. The fact that Shinji slept with an older woman and was more comfortable paying for a room at a love hotel then holding a regular conversation had *NOT* been included in his profile and it should have! If they weren't more discreet then this, then just how could Section Two have missed out on this rather odd behaviour?

She shook her head. This could throw a significant wrench in NERVs and Gendo's plans for the boy. This blew their previous estimations of Shinji's behaviour completely out of the water. Based on his profile, she'd never have expected him to act in such a manner.

Unless...

Perhaps it was just some sort of ruse? Was the woman a spy, who was planning to use Shinji to get Intel on NERV?

It was unlikely, as that still wouldn't have Shinji acting with such silent confidence, but that was all that Ritsuko could come up with at the moment.

Ritsuko hurriedly made her way into the love hotel and much like Misato, flashed her badge and ID in order to gain access to the security centre. Soon enough, after having received a crash course in the handling of the equipment in there from one of the guards, she was alone in the monitoring room and managed to bring up images from the surveillance cameras in Shinji's room onto the monitors she was surrounded by.

And what she saw blew her mind!

---

"On your knees, slave." Shinji snapped and Taeko scrambled to obey, kneeling demurely before him, as he pondered the rather drastic changes she'd gone through in the time he'd known her. The first couple of times he had sex with her, she'd been the dominant one. She'd shown him the ropes, she'd instructed him. Then they hadn't fucked for several weeks, as Hayase and Kaori kept him busy enough. During that time, he changed. A lot.

Being with Kaori had twisted him, her incredible submissiveness and his incredible insecurity, had forced him to adopt a more dominating veneer to handle his relationship with her. Despite the fact that being with Hayase, Taeko and Kaori had given him some confidence, it wasn't something he could count on, as that confidence came in brief moments that were few and far between. Most of the time, he was still the same old Shinji. It was just that an unexpected word or two could pop out of his mouth from time to time.

So in order to hide just how insecure he still was, he'd adopted a stern visage, a firm voice and gotten into the habit of ordering her around. If he hadn't, they'd spend all their time together blushing, glancing at each other from out of the corners of their eyes and holding stuttering conversations unless either Hayase or Taeko were present to direct the action. So, he had assumed a dominant veneer to get past that little problem.

That veneer had eventually carried over into his relationship with Hayase, who also enjoyed being led, instead of being the one who guided him. After several weeks of dominating the two submissives, he'd gotten another shot at nurse Taeko. Hayase had been home sick and Kaori had a club meeting, when Taeko had cornered him and asked him to come see her in her office.

She had been incredibly surprised as he had locked the door behind them and instantly yanked her down to her knees. Before she had gathered her wits about her enough to ask him a question, he'd whipped out his then stiff member and ordered her to take him into her mouth. She'd obeyed that instruction, the one after that had been followed too and the next one had been carried out to his satisfaction as well.

Then he'd left her on the floor of her office, exhausted, confused and very satisfied. The day after that, she'd presented him with a collar that proclaimed her as 'Property of Shinji' and suddenly he had three submissives to order around.

Kaori was a complete sub in their every interaction, she took very little initiative and unless ordered to, rarely spoke up. She had been that way from the very beginning, only speaking up for herself in a few very rare instances. She reminded him a lot about himself, actually.

Hayase was a sexual submissive, who enjoyed being led around in sexual matters, but who took command herself in other matters. Shinji really wished that she could have been a sexual dominant as well as a social one, as he would have liked to be able to just zonk out and focus on doing what he was told to do, instead of actually having to come up with what to do himself.

Taeko was a little blend of both, but rather new to it all, never having been a sub before. She had found that she really enjoyed being a sexual submissive, but had in her enthusiasm turned herself completely over to Shinji. She occasionally forgot herself and led in other parts of their relationship, which always caused her guilt and distress whenever she caught herself doing it.

Shinji himself didn't mind her 'overstepping her boundaries' at all, he rather enjoyed when he could let go and just allow himself to do what people asked of him. Taking the initiative wasn't something that he enjoyed and which made him incredibly insecure, which was why he concealed that behind a masque of dominance and confidence. While he was anything but, he could at least project an image of utter confidence to those around him.

But since it caused Taeko such distress to 'fail' in her servitude to him, he had to bring herself to punish her for her 'transgressions', which was another part of their relationship which he was uncomfortable with.

But hey, why should that part be any different? Just about everything made him uncomfortable, why not this as well?

One thing that wasn't making him uncomfortable, quite the opposite in fact, was the way Taeko worked him with her talented mouth. The older woman was an amazingly talented cocksucker, a fact Shinji took advantage of every chance he got. When Hayase had told him that Taeko *had* to see him, he'd been surprised but agreed without much hesitation. While he was uncomfortable with what he was doing, he'd grown used to it and as such, drew a certain amount of comfort from the familiar actions.

/I'm sick, aren't I? I'm so used to something I'm uncomfortable doing, that I draw comfort from doing it./ Shinji thought, grabbing the sides of Taeko's head, using his grip to control their encounter, roughly fucking her mouth with his rock-hard member. He kept doing that, until he came deep into her throat as she gargled around him. He remained inside her and untied the yellow ribbon around her pony-tail, using that to blindfold his eager little slave. He grabbed the base of her pony-tail and yanked her up onto her feet, as she gasped and breathed, trying to regain her breath as a mixture of semen and saliva dribbled down from the right corner of her mouth.

He didn't give her a chance to recover however, pushing her forward over the back of a couch before she had regained her bearings from having her mouth fucked like that.

"Stay as you are, slave." he ordered her and slapped her left butt-cheek through her clothes. He walked away from her and unzipped his bag o'tricks, rummaging through it until he found what he was looking for. He put the items in question down on the back of the couch, then pulled the white coat forward over Taeko's back. He caressed her shapely legs for a while, then he pulled down her tight skirt, letting it pool around her ankles. She didn't wear any panties. She wasn't allowed to.

He grabbed a belt outfitted with several metal rings and fastened that around her waist, then he grabbed a large bright red vibrator from the back of the couch. It was longer then him, but most importantly, it was wider then he. Much wider. He lubed it up with gel from a jar, then slowly worked it into his devoted slave, who moaned and groaned as the huge gadget stretched her out from the inside. Once the toy had bottomed out, he used a leather strap connected to four of the rings on her belt, to hold it inside her.

Then he turned it on.

Taeko was incapable of coherent words and was only able to emit a highly pitched gargle as the huge device started vibrating inside of her. She wasn't even aware of what was happening, as Shinji dipped two of his fingers into the jar of lube and started working it into the skin around her anal opening. She did notice as his index finger penetrated her, but was incapable of responding in any manner as he lubricated her ass, both outside and inside. By the time he was ready to go again, she was all lubed up and the vibrator had taken her to orgasms twice.

By the time he had worked his dick all the way into her ass, she came again.

---

"Commander Ikari. I have a suggestion. Fire the agents that kept an eye on Shinji the last couple of years. Whatever it was that they were doing, it obviously wasn't *doing* *their* *fucking* *jobs*!" Ritsuko snapped, waving her hands in the air with a furious expression on her face. "Yeah, that'll go over well!" she laughed hysterically. "Hey, Gendo. Did you know that your abandoned brat is a much better lover then you are? Hah!"

She stared with wide eyes at the rows of monitors in front of her, all of them showing her the same thing from different angles. Shinji had the woman, who was apparently named Taeko as he'd referred to her as so once, bent over his lap and was giving her a solid spanking as the vibrator took her over the edge, repeatedly, as he spanked her ass. The rest of the time, he'd either insulted her or called her slave, but once he'd apparently slipped and simply called her Taeko. Ritsuko just couldn't take her eyes off them, as Shinji expertly chastises his slave for some transgression. She hadn't been able to overhear their entire conversation, but she had managed to make out something about punishment.

"Commander Ikari? Would you... Spank me?" Ritsuko mumbled as she observed the proceedings, cursing herself for getting excited. "Shinji-kun, would you... NO! NO! Stop that! I'm not as bad as Misato! I've got self-control!" Ritsuko told herself, as she tried to banish the image of herself being bent over Shinji's lap as he tanned her hide. She squirmed in her seat, but refused to degrade herself by touching herself as she watched what she told herself was nothing but a criminal act. While Shinji was the aggressor and the one who led the proceedings, the woman didn't precisely look or act like a reluctant participant. Strange though as it might seem, it was actually Shinji who was the victim here.

But this could ruin everything! Many of their plans were based on the fact that Shinji would act like a terrified little abandoned child, but this was no simpering coward who shivered under an intimidating glare. This was a domineering young man who could provide just mentioned intimidating glare himself!

If Ritsuko hadn't been closely monitoring her physical and mental responses, she would have licked her lips at that. Instead she mentally berated herself, banished the mental image of a domineering Shinji standing over a cat-suited Ritsuko with her leash held loosely in his right hand, shivered and tried to focus her thoughts on just how this could affect the scenario.

And how to convince Gendo that they needed to have another one of their infrequent little get-togethers. Tonight!

If the younger Ikari had such amazing talents hidden away, then surely the father must have as well, even if he hadn't displayed any of them as of yet? Surely? Or perhaps she needed to upgrade to Ikari V2.0?

/NO! Clear mind of thoughts that belong in an insane mind!/ Ritsuko rebuked herself, then gasped. /So *this* is why Misato sleeps with him!/ she realised and nodded to herself. /If she indeed does sleep with him at all.../ she hesitantly added, giving her friend the benefit of a very, very small doubt.

But after seeing Shinji perform on the screens in front of her, she could at least understand why Misato would want to sleep with him, if she indeed was sleeping with him. The kid had a knack for this kinda stuff!

/NO!/ Ritsuko berated herself and snatched her right hand away from her crotch. She wouldn't demean herself by masturbating while watching a crime in progress. No way!

No siree!

Nohow!

Nuh-uh!

...

/Well, perhaps just a little bit.../ she thought and let out a relieved sigh as her hand made contact with her crotch, slipping underneath her skirt and into her panties with practised ease.

---

"Ugh..."

"Tired?" Shinji's voice inquired and Taeko struggled to regain some semblance of mental coherency, desperately trying to focus on Masters voice. She knew that she wasn't a very good slave, but she strived to better herself. One damnably good way to begin, would be to actually listen to what he said. /Come on. Focus! Focus! Master is speaking, listen to him!/ she thought and desperately worked to shrug off the lethargy she was feeling at the moment.

"Not too tired for you, Master..." Taeko mumbled and managed to crack open her eyes, focusing a bleary gaze at the face of her lord and master.

"Shhhh... Rest." Shinji urged her and she let out a grateful smile at the man who now owed her as she closed her eyes again.

It had been a snap decision to give herself to him and after it had been taken, she'd often wondered if she had taken leave of her senses or just what the fuck her mental illness was. She wasn't stupid, she wasn't ignorant and she most definitively hadn't *ever* seen any signs of such extreme submissiveness in herself before.

So what was it that had caused her to surrender herself to Shinji?

It was hard to think about such things while she was snuggled up against him. It was a position that she'd come to enjoy quite a lot after surrendering herself to him. Before, it had all been wham, bam, thank you mam-sex for the two of them. They never, or at least very rarely, interacted outside of sex and once climaxes had been reached, the two of them parted ways, not to see each other again until it was time for sex again.

These days, she often found herself recovering from some spectacular bout of fantastic sex, to find that she was curled up against Shinji, with his arms around her. It wasn't that she minded, it just made her wonder just what was the cause of it?

Was it some sort of possessiveness that made Shinji clean her up and move her over to some comfortable spot, where he could gather her up in his arms? Had her decision to surrender herself to him really made him consider her as his property and as such, made him want to care for 'it' in ways he hadn't before?

That was another thing she often wondered about. Just what did Shinji think about her? She was older then his other two fuck-buddies and she had been somewhat concerned over this fact, worried that their differences would make him abandon her.

Was that why she had turned herself over to him? So that he wouldn't have a choice but to involve himself with her?

No, it certainly wasn't the sole or even dominant reason, but she couldn’t help but to wonder if it wasn't perhaps one of the reasons for her rash decision to submit to him.

She absently traced patterns on his chest with the fingers of her left hand as she considered how her life had turned out. She wondered what her friends would think of her if they could see her now. Would they be happy for her? Disgusted? Outraged?

She was involved with a fourteen year old kid and that was wrong, there was no denying that.

She opened her eyes wide as she suddenly understood, really understood, the main reason for why she had surrendered herself to Shinji.

Guilt.

She had hoped to lessen hers, by removing the decision of weather or not to have sex with him from her to him.

If she wasn't the one calling the shots in their weird little relationship, she didn't feel as guilty for having sex with a minor as she would if she was the one calling the shots. He could now do whatever he wanted with her and it was all his decision.

She let out a sigh and stopped tracing patterns on his chest in favour of just gently caressing the patch of skin her fingers had happened to stop over.

"When will you be back? ... Master?" Taeko murmured, adding the Master-part a bit later then the rest, after realizing that she'd forgotten it again.

"I don't know if I will." he replied after a while.

"What?" she asked, opening her eyes and raising herself up on one elbow, looking down at him. "What do you mean, you don't know? ... Master?"

"Things are... Complicated. I'm being transferred to a local school here in Tokyo-3, my stuff is being shipped here as we speak." Shinji answered after a few moments, his statement causing Taeko to grow cold. /He's... Moving away?/

"But... What about us? What about me?" she asked, wondering just where this incredible sensation of loss was coming from.

Sex was all they had and she knew that she could get laid practically whenever she wanted to. Even though she was getting closer and closer to her thirtieth birthday with every day that passed, she still had a figure that could get her all the dick she wanted whenever she wanted it.

But Shinji's dick was the best she'd ever had!

She really owed a lot to Hayase and Kaori, she reasoned. Shinji had been rather unimpressive the first time they got down'n low with their dirty selves, but now... Now he could render her unconscious from sensation overload three times out of five.

None of her previous lovers even came close to that.

"We can still see each other." Shinji told her and Taeko felt a huge relief at that. Shinji wasn't tossing her away, even if he was moving away.

"Good, Master." Taeko replied, resolving to do her best to be the best got damn slave there ever was for Shinji. Whatever it took, to make sure that he kept fucking her. Kept caring for her. Oh, yes, she would make it so that he never wanted to get rid of her! /I'll be good.../ she resolved and slowly slithered down his body, caressing it as she went, until she took his soft member into her mouth and gently caressed it back to life again.

---

It was almost painful to watch them, Ritsuko thought as she guiltily watched the images on the screens in front of her. Psychology wasn't her speciality, but she was reasonably proficient in the subject due to the nature of her work and her responsibilities. After all, the Magi were based on personality patterns and sometimes acted distinctly human in their programming. Rei too was part of her responsibilities, as were the pilots of the Evangelions, not to forget the Evangelions themselves. Psychology came into play in all of these areas.

And this whole situation would be any psychologist’s wet dream, if they could only distance themselves from it.

Ritsuko found that she currently lacked that ability, despite how good she usually was at it.

She could distance herself from the fact that despite her origins, Rei actually was at least a partly human being. This made it easier to hate the little brat.

She could distance herself from the fact that Gendo didn't and probably never would care for her. He would most likely always see her as merely a tool, one that could be disposed of when it wasn't useful anymore. This made it easier to cope with the fact that she was having sex with a man who probably despised her, if he even cared enough about her to feel anything in regards to her at all.

She could distance herself from the fact that Shinji was his son. This made it easier to send him into battle without batting an eyelash.

She could distance herself from the fact that Maya had fallen head over heels for her. This made it easier to work with her.

But she couldn't distance herself from the raw need in Shinji's eyes and face as he tidied up the room, cleaned up Taeko and put her to bed, only to join her in it. He had snuggled up against her, resting his head on her chest and drawn her arms around him, crying in a mockery of real affection for a while. When he was done, he'd laid down in the bed, used the covers to wipe off his tears and then drawn Taeko's head onto his shoulder and wrapped one of his arms around her.

She saw that raw need in his eyes and face now as well, as Taeko crawled down below the covers, most probably to blow him off. She couldn't see what was actually going on beneath the covers, but she could guess. But even though Shinji made the appropriate sounds and sounded like someone who was enjoying himself, his eyes and face told a different story.

/Perhaps the Section Two report wasn't so wrong after all.../ she thought and started planning on how to work around this unexpected development, before she felt the contents of her stomach starting to head up from just mentioned stomach. She swallowed repeatedly and wondered just when she had turned into such a bitch that her first reaction to seeing a kid in pain, was how to better exploit that pain for Gendo's benefit.

She took one last look at the longing in Shinji's eyes, before she turned the security feed off and stood up.

She had a lot of thinking to do.

Besides, she couldn't bear watching him any longer. If she did, she'd probably start to cry.


The End! ( For now... )