Neon Genesis Evangelion Fan Fiction ❯ Practice ❯ Sweet and Sour ( Chapter 22 )

Shinji walked into the practice room and was immediately drawn into a long, deep kiss with Motowa. He ended up shutting the door when his back hit it. The enthusiasm with which Motowa was putting into kissing Shinji was a little unsettling at first, and then Shinji began to laugh. “My, someone's happy to see me.” Shinji mumbled around Motowa's lips.

“I'm not the only one...” Motowa replied, her hand moving to stroke Shinji's hardening erection through his pants.

Shinji let out a quiet murmur of pleasure at the sensation. He was strangely subdued by pleasure, as if it was slowly drowning him. His breathing sped up unconsciously. “What brought this on?” Shinji asked through his haze of pleasure as he returned the favour, cupping both of Motowa's breasts in his hands.

“Mmm...” Motowa replied, her breathing already beginning to slow. “I missed you...”

Motowa broke the kiss and rested her forehead against Shinji's, staring directly into the Third Child's eyes. “The things we did last weekend... I had wanted to do that kind of stuff with you almost since I met you. I fell hard, Shinji. But you were there to catch me.”

Motowa wrapped Shinji up in a hug. “Wow.” Was all he could reply. “I... I didn't know it meant that much to you.”

Their lips met again, tongues intertwining as Motowa pressed Shinji into the door. Shinji, being trapped, could do nothing but simply kiss back. Soon, Shinji was entering a dream-like state of bliss.

Motowa saw Shinji's half-lidded eyes and smiled, breaking the kiss. “I seem to have stolen your energy.” She said.

“Mm.” Shinji replied. “I feel too good to be energetic.”

Motowa giggled as she glanced down. “I beg to differ.”

Shinji looked down as well and began to laugh at what Motowa was referencing -- Shinji's pants having a rather obvious tent. “Well, it's got a mind of its own.”

“Explains why most males think with it.” Motowa said as she pulled out Shinji's tucked shirt and began to unbutton it.

Shinji was beginning to get nervous. “Uh, Motowa...” He started.

“Mm?” Motowa asked as she began to kiss Shinji's neck again.

“I... I don't know about doing this here, you know, it's...”

“...Out in the open?”

“Yes.”

Motowa brought her lips right up to Shinji's ear. “Afraid of being watched?” She whispered quietly enough that if she hadn't been where she was, Shinji wouldn't have heard her.

The tone of Motowa's voice immediately made Shinji flush. He tried to swallow, but his throat seemed to dry up instantly. “In a word... yes...” Shinji said.

Motowa stopped and moved back so she could look at Shinji. “You mean it?”

Shinji nodded. “I'm not really comfortable with going much further here...”

Motowa nodded as she kissed Shinji once, lightly, on the lips. “Okay.” She said. “You couldn't have told me that before I got all hot and bothered...?” She joked.

“Emmu-chan, you sounded from the beginning like you were hot and bothered...” Shinji said, then stopped when she noticed an odd look on Motowa's features.

“Why did you call me that?” Motowa didn't sound mad, but she did need to know the answer.

“...I don't know.” Shinji replied. “I just... said it. It sounds fitting for you, I think.”

“Shinji, that was what my mother used to call me when I was a child.”

Shinji was taken aback. “Really?”

Motowa nodded. “One of the earliest memories I can remember is of my mother walking with me down a street. I must have been about four or five. I was distracted by something, and she said `Emmu-chan' to call back my attention. Not harshly, not even loudly. She just said it.”

Motowa decided to keep her hands busy by buttoning up Shinji's shirt again, which was two buttons away from being completely open. “She stopped calling me that when I was around ten, but I know she still thinks of me as her Emmu-chan.”

Motowa finished buttoning up Shinji's shirt and Shinji wrapped her up in an embrace. “Do you mind if I call you that? The more I hear it, the more I like it.” Shinji asked.

Though Shinji couldn't see Motowa's face, he could feel her smiling. “I don't mind at all.” She said as she moved to kiss Shinji again.

Shinji, having gotten a little tired of Motowa taking the lead, turned the two of them around and pressed Motowa into the door. Motowa closed her eyes and did nothing except kiss Shinji back and wrap her arms around Shinji's neck.

Soon, Motowa broke the kiss again and giggled. “I see you're awake again.” She said.

Shinji chuckled. “Because I'm kissing you instead of the other way around?”

Motowa moved her hand down and lightly stroked Shinji's erection through his pants. “Not that kind of awake.”

“Mm... Oh.” Shinji said before chuckling again. “Like I said...”

“It's got a mind of its own.” Motowa finished.

Shinji nodded, before a look of realization crossed his features. “That reminds me...”

Motowa raised an eyebrow. “That reminds you of something?”

“Well, yeah... You know what we've done with each other.”

“Right...” Motowa began to see where Shinji was going with the train of thought he was on.

“...Well, I wanted to talk to you about... well... what we haven't done yet.”

It took a second for Motowa to get what Shinji meant. “...Oh...”

“I just don't want to be caught off guard or anything... you know...”

Motowa nodded. “Well, um... what do you think?”

“Hmm?”

“What's your take on the subject... you brought it up, so I assume you have something in mind.”

“Oh. Um... I was going to ask your opinion before making up my mind.”

Motowa looked at Shinji, and Shinji looked at Motowa, and then they both started laughing. “This is terrible.” Motowa said after a few moments. “We've basically slept with each other, but we're tiptoeing around this like...”

“...Kids?” Shinji finished.

“Well, yeah.”

“We are still kids.”

“I know, if you want to get technical we're both kids... but still, we're a little more mature than the average fourteen-year-old.”

“I know... Alright, I'll tell you what I think.”

“Go for it.”

“Well... To tell you the truth, I can take it or leave it. I'm perfectly happy with the things we've done, and I'll continue to be perfectly happy with them for a long, long time. So... I don't really like to leave you with the decision, but for me, I'll agree with pretty much any answer you give.”

“Sounded like you had some time to think about it.”

Shinji nodded. “I thought about what I was going to say.”

“It showed...” Motowa thought for a second. “I like the way you look at the subject... so I'm going to go along with that idea, and just make sure we're prepared when the topic, um... pops up, so to speak.”

Shinji began to chuckle at that. “That was horrible.”

“I know, sorry.”

“So what were you meaning by... prepared?”

“Y'know... um... protection.”

“Oh.” Shinji said after a moment. “Okay...”

“This could be a silly question from your perspective, but do you want me to come with you when you buy th--”

“No.” Shinji said quickly, then immediately softened his tone. “No. I... I'd rather just do that step by myself. But thanks for offering...”

Motowa nodded. “Um, how much time is left until class is over?”

Shinji looked at his watch. “About ten minutes. Why?”

“Well, um, you might want to take some deep breaths or something... you're blushing like mad.”

“I am?” Shinji said, putting a hand to his face. “Wow, I must be...”

“I guess the best bet is to get your mind off of the subject... oh! I know, you were going to tell me about that one spidery Angel...”

“Oh yeah...” Shinji said as he sat down with Motowa to talk about one of the few Angel attacks where all three Evangelion were working in sync.

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Okay, going back to the short format here. It's a setup chapter.

I really, really had the idea to put a lemon scene in here. Or, to be more specific, continue it beyond where it went. But then I thought a bit and it seemed a bit more in-character to do this instead.

To think, once upon a time, many moons ago, I thought I'd be writing all the lemon scenes in that little practice room (why I named the fic Practice was, in fact, for that reason). It's come so far...

Okay. I think I should save some wordsmithing for writing the next chapter. On to the next.