An Evangelion FanFiction by Chameleon Asuka's Good Morning Grey skies greeted her on awakening, the mood was still and wet. She sat up in bed and stared through her balcony doors, the gloomy weather making a specatcle of itself. Lightning cracked through the silence and she pulled the covers over herself, settling back into bed, staring off into the drizzling rain of yet another morning. Asuka loved rainy days, it somewhat soothed the mood like a sedative, but it slightly aroused her. She blushed as she thought about her day ahead. Misato had arrived home late last night: - NERV had had a staff meeting, as usual, the children were forbidden to attend, as if they were merely slaves to the master plan- whatever that was, their lives leaving no guilt on others. In a half-sleep, half-slumber state she had heard the familiar "Psst!" as a can of saki beer had been opened, minutes later, the sound of the empty can hitting the edges of the trash bin, it was a familiar sound, too familiar. Why did Misato have to be so loud? Asuka decided to give in, she pulled back her sheets and rose from the comfortable bed. Quietly, she tip toed into the kitchen- it was deserted, only the beer cans were visible from Misato's small nightcap, the amount as an indication as to how mean and tedious the meeting was the previous night. Glancing at the clock, Asuka saw it was merely 8am;-no wonder nobody was up yet. She sank into one kitchen chair and sighed. Shinji would still be asleep, as would Misato, for many hours. Judging on how late (or early) it was that Misato had arrived, she had only been asleep for a few hours. Realising that she was alone in the kitchen, she grinned, and looked all around her. The apartment was only sounding with the sounds of snorting, courtesy of Shinji Ikari. Asuka rested into the chair, and naturally, put her hand in her lap. Slowly but quietly she caressed the inside of her knee, she felt naughty, but all the same excited. Her hand got closer to her hips, and it stopped at the line of her panties. Her hand touched the junction of her legs ontop of her panties, and once a wet patch appeared after much rubbing and much enjoyment she decided to take it further. Looking around again, and seeing noone nor hearing any sound, she slipped her hand beneath the silky fabric, she gasped at how wet she was, thinking about the men in her life, Kaji - sweet kaji, and then there was Shinji, a boy yes, but undoubtedly wooed by her sexual and personal power.. Her delicate fingers graced the insides of her underwear, they danced in the juices, now flowing inside her. A mischevious grin broke out on her once sensible face and she mumbled to herself while slowly rubbing her clitoris and plunging her fingers into her womanhood. The wet patch on her panties slowly increased from a small line, to a sopping mess where her firm ass met the chair. Paranoid that someone might catch her, she kept looking around, but grinning as the pleasurable feelings took over her body. Her fingers worked on herself, flicking, rubbing and quickly massagining her mound woth fury and need of an orgasm. The moisture gathered around her fingers, but she kept it coming. She was amazed by the sensations of her fingers on her more sensitive spots, like feathers or like toys. Slowly, the underwear was inhibiting her hand, so she quietly but quickly removed them, and they drifted down her legs to the floor. Her pussy caught the cool air, and she whimpered during the high state of arousal. Her hand that she had innocently on the table joined in, caressing a breast as her body sung with sexual pleasure. She moaned in gibberish, but it didn't matter to her, mixed words of Japanese and German came out of her mouth, but nothing else. Shinji woke up slowly, he felt as though he had been asleep for longer, but glacing at his watch- which he never took off, showed that it was a quarter to nine. He got out of bed and began walking and half stumbling to the kitchen. He stopped dead in his tracks when he heard a female moan. He knew instantly who it was, but what they were doing, he wanted to know. It was Asuka. He peeped around the corner slowly, as to only get one eye in on the action. Intending not to be seen, he saw that Asuka was pleasuring herself! She looked to be in total ecstasy. Shinji froze, all thought had stopped, and the blood flow was directed down south. Only moving for fear of being caught, he ducked back into the hallway to gather his breath, and reclaim the blood to his brain. The tent pole in his pants was enough to tell him he liked watching her as her was thrown back, eyes closed, whimpering and playing with herself. Her moans were turning him on, and slowly, the more he listened, the faster it was effecting him too. Legless, Shinji slid down the wall and sat on the floor, looking at his erection now making itself seen. Out of instinct, he put his hand over it, but temptation got the better of him and he too, began playing. Asuka meanwhile had detected a presence in the room, and had turned around just as Shinji had disappeared beyond view. Not taking the presence as a bad thing, she continued. The nub of her clitoris had become hard, and she got a double wave of pleasure with each flick of the finger. She moaned deeper, her skin glistening with arousal. Shinji leaned against the wall, he had pulled his penis out of his pants and had begun pleasuring himself to Asuka's sounds. He could hear the squealching sounds as her fingers worked harder, and Oh how he wished they were his fingers there. Aroused once more by the thought that Asuka didn't know he was here, he pumped harder on himself. Asuka could feel her long awaited orgasm building higher, and she moaned louder, mixed with more gibberish. Shinji looked towards Misato's door which was still shut. He massaged his stiff cock in his hand, which had exerted its pre cum already. His breathing became shallow as he gasped for air while intensely enjoying what he was doing. Completely in a different mood, he wanted to pounce on Asuka, but decided against it. Asuka was at the point of no return, she kept massaging herself, and it quickyl burst out her like a dam wall broken. "Ohh.. Aah! I'm Cumming!" She screamed. Shinji sweated, Asuka was at the point of orgasm, and as he worked himself more, he realised he was too. He swallowed the saliva in his mouth and threw his head back, hitting the wall, but he didn't care. "So am I." Shinji screamed, but as soon as he realised what he said, he knew he had blown his cover. Asuka rushed to put on her panties at the sound of Shinji scream, only metres away from her. She leapt around the corner to see Shinji, cock in hand, with a big white patch of cum all over his shirt and pyjama shorts, his head was down, but he looked up to meet Asuka's glare. "I suppose you're going to yell at me for listening to you." Shinji said, waiting for a slap to his face. "No, I have a better use for you." Asuka said, grinning. Suddenly Shinji became frightened of what she could do. That slap to the face started to look better by the second. The glint in Asuka's eyes suggested much, much worse.