notes: Sorry for the long wait! I'm kind of experimenting with this story and I would appreciate any form of feedback
no smut in this chapter but there is masturbation...is there a warning for that?
11pm
Shinji cried out as her fingers pressed desperately into her sex. Her legs, spread apart, trembled, and her face wore knotted brows and eyes pressed deeply closed. Her small mouth was open just that little bit, and every time she hit that spot it would open to release a trail of moans. She leaned her head back and continued to rub her clit frantically. The tightness within her core was leaking as she filled herself up with pleasure, and she breathed hard. Her hips thoughtlessly thrusted upwards into her fingers and she continued to press, hard, building herself up. A bead of sweet trailed down her face; she continued in reckless concentration. She imagined being thrusted into hard and fast and ahh…Kaworu….
"Ahhhhhhh" Shinji cried loudly as she came, pleasure overriding her, continuing to rub herself. Kaworu Kaworu Kaworu Kaworu. Yes, she wanted to be touched in just that way, ahh…yes. She lay there in the aftermath of her orgasm with hair matted against her skin, limbs left of any will, and breathing heavily.
Within a few moments, Shinji had rolled onto her stomach and positioned her fingers against herself. She needed more.
Why wait?
11pm
Kaworu lay in her marble bathtub, toes fiddling with the faucets. She continually fixed her gaze upwards, as if she stared hard enough, something would manifest out of the thin air.
The warm water was still and enveloped Kaworu's elegant body gently. It left a soft, light feeling on her skin. The dim light cast shadows upon the room and was a companion to the occasional sigh that echoed through the marble area.
The next day, 8am
Shinji's eyes slowly flickered open, heavy with sleep. She groaned and dug her face into her pillow. She always hated waking up. It meant another day to live. Shinji lay stiffly in her bed as the sunlight drifted past her slightly parted curtains. As she blankly looked out, she recalled that today she was going to visit Kaworu's apartment and sleep over. Her lids half closed. For some reason it didn't make her happy. Kaworu was too good to be true….
11:30 am, that day
Shinji lifted her arm apprehensively to leave a knock on the door of Kaworu's apartment. She had read the numbers countless times and confirmed them with the ones in the text from the girl. No mistaking it, this was Kaworu's apartment.
Shinji knocked and waited. She stood nervously, shifting her feet and looking down, head absorbed in thought. A slight blush found itself on her face as she recalled who she thought of when she touched herself last night. No. It's not like that for Kaworu-kun. I have to stop…
The door flashed open, interrupting Shinji's thoughts. She let out a yelp as her eyes met Kaworu, then flushed and apologized.
"No need to apologize, Shinji-kun. I'm sorry; I didn't mean to scare you. Why don't you come inside?"
Shinji nodded and entered, following Kaworu's lead.
Kaworu's apartment was grande, like the types of things one saw in a home décor magazine. Every surface was white, polished, and clean. White carpets, white bedding, white furniture, white drapes. The place was spotless, to the extent that it was impossible to discern whether someone lived in it or not. Shinji's mouth flew agape and she stood still and took in the lovely white haven. Kaworu smiled at Shinji's reaction.
"I take it that you like it?"
"Oh, Kaworu-kun, it's so beautiful…I didn't even know that a house was possible of looking this nice…"
"Why don't you take a seat in my bedroom, Shinji-kun? I'll get you a drink." And with that, Kaworu slipped away to the kitchen before Shinji could resist. Shinji timidly found her way to the bedroom. It was the heart of the place. Shinji inhaled deeply as she realized this was where Kaworu probably spent most of her time. Even if it didn't look like it, it smelled so. Shinji saw the pristine vanity, the drapery and wide windows, the plush chair, and the luscious canopy bed that sat beside the window. She almost felt embarrassed to sit on something so beautiful. She took a seat on the vast white cushion and gently tucked her skirt underneath her legs, swinging them back and forth as she waited for Kaworu. Kaworu didn't take long.
"I brought you some of this canned beverage I have. I apologize; I don't have much food in my house."
"It's okay" Shinji replied cheerfully. She took the drink and nervously sipped on it. Kaworu set the tray down and plopped down on her bed, somehow still seeming graceful. Shinji's breath stopped as she looked at the girl splayed out on the bed before her. Her pale, pearl-like skin, her silver luminescent hair, her jarring scarlet eyes – Kaworu was simply spectacular. Shinji meant to sigh but instead she blushed and a hiccup came from her mouth. How long had she been staring at Kaworu? Shinji turned away and mumbled something of an apology. Kaworu pretended not to hear it. She sat up and leaned into Shinji.
"Hmmm?"
"Ah, oh, um, I was just apologizing for staring…."
Kaworu responded in a quiet voice.
"It's no worry, Shinji-kun. You can look at me for as long as you want"
Shinji flushed harder, her head still turned away.
"In fact, Shinji-kun, if you don't mind….I-I'd like to get a chance to look at you"
Shinji was alarmed. "M-me? Why would you want to look at me?"
"Shinji-kun, please look at me"
Shinji could only comply to Kaworu's words.
"There now. Shinji-kun… you have no idea how lovely you are"
Shinji looked down. She was scarlet. Shyly, she daringly flashed her eyes at Kaworu once more, who was still looking at her. Kaworu lifted her hand and brushed the back of it against the apples of Shinji's cheeks.
"When you blush you are simply stunning.
I could look at you for any amount of time."
Shinji's heart accepted the praise greedily, even if she might not believe it. Kaworu somehow thought she was beautiful, so who cared? This was probably a dream or something. Shinji stayed transfixed on the girl who shamelessly examined her face. Kaworu was very still and held her breath as her eyes hungrily ate up every look she could see Shinji give.
"Shinji-kun, I'm very glad to you came today"
Shinji nodded. She was trembling. Kaworu's words were unbelievably soothing, but somehow they also hurt.
Kaworu took note of the girl's shaking. She rested her hand on Shinji's.
"I'm sorry if I upset you, Shinji-kun. Please don't be upset"
"No- I- I'm not upset…I-I just don't know how to react.
"I'm not upset" she reaffirmed, mostly for herself.
Kaworu gave one of her spectacular smiles and everything was okay. "I'm glad to hear that, Shinji-kun."
A thought popped into Kaworu's head.
"Say, Shinji-kun…would it be alright if I laid my head down in your lap?"
Shinji turned a million shades of vermillion and nodded.
Kaworu gently laid her head down on Shinji's lap, so that her head was nestled between Shinji's thighs and their emanating warmth. Shinji sighed. Kaworu closed her eyes and smiled beautifully, appearing at ease. She opened her eyes to look up and see Shinji's eyes glued to her….but wait…they weren't exactly looking at her – Shinji was looking at Kaworu's hair. Kaworu continued to wear that oh-so-wonderful smile.
"Shinji-kun, if you want to, you are free to touch it – my hair that is"
Shinji shifted nervously and felt the weight of Kaworu's head upon her legs. She was so busy being entranced by the moment that she forgot she was staring at Kaworu's long luscious locks. How lovely they were. How Shinji would love to touch them.
It was so nice and easy to be with Kaworu. She managed to know what she was thinking without Shinji having to say anything. Shinji swallowed hard and ran a tentative hand through Kaworu's silver hair. A faint pink dusted Kaworu's pale cheeks and she sighed as Shinji touched her. She closed her eyes and looked absolutely content. Shinji was eager to keep the girl looking so happy…not to mention how nice it was to touch her hair. Shinji continued to tenderly run her finger through Kaworu's hair, petting and playing with the lovely locks. Neither of them took note of the time that passed between them; all that mattered was the two of them, right there and now. They were the center of each other's universes and they didn't even know.
Oddly enough, it was Shinji to break the heavenly silence.
"Kaworu-kun….how come you never do anything to your hair…it's so wonderful and long and I'm sure it would look even nicer…"
Kaworu yawned and stretched like a sleepy cat, giving Shinji a warm smile. "You think so Shinji-kun? What should I do to my hair?"
"Aahhh…hmm. Well I don't have long hair myself and I don't know much about these things, but maybe you could braid it? When I was younger, my mother used to braid my hair."
"That sounds nice, Shinji-kun"
"Kaworu-kun, did anyone ever braid your hair for you when you were younger?"
"Hmm. I'm afraid not."
There was a pause. Once again Shinji was left at a corner pertaining to Kaworu's whereabouts. Shinji wondered what type of upbringing the girl had; she had mentioned before that she had no parents. Shinji wanted to be strong for Kaworu. She was going to take a risk.
"Well then, Kaworu-kun, can I braid your hair?"
Shinji fixed her eyes on the ever-so-splendid Kaworu and was surprised to find her blushing, hard.
"Um, that would be lovely, Shinji-kun."
This time it was Shinji to smile. Finally there was something that she could do for the one who did so much for her.
"Okay!" Shinji began. "I'll have you sit up then. Do you have any hair ties and a brush?"
"Yes – you can find some in the left drawer of the vanity."
Shinji waited for Kaworu to sit up and then she pranced over to the white table and found herself two hair ties and a hairbrush. She returned to the bed and sat behind Kaworu.
"Okay, I'm going to brush your hair now. Tell me if it hurts, okay?"
"Yes, Shinji-kun"
Kaworu nearly held her breathe as the fingers of her beloved gently parted her hair and brushed the locks. It was an incredibly soothing sensation, all the more wonderful because of the one behind the action. A comfortable silence was exchanged between them. Kaworu sat and was filled with love for Shinji, so much that her heart ached. How badly she wished to turn around and embrace the girl, to whisper I love you's to her, to touch her…..But she held it in, like she was accustomed to. There might be no Evas or Angels in this world, but that didn't mean Shinji loved her back….
Shinji's small hands began to braid Kaworu's hair. She worked slowly, weaving the silver strands together and reveling in how good they felt to touch. When she was done, she was about to vocalize this when she stopped herself. She took in Kaworu's back; her shoulders were slumped and she was turned in on herself. Shinji often recognized the posture in her own body, but with Kaworu? Shinji was overwhelmed with the day. She was overwhelmed with thinking of Kaworu every second, of coming to her house, of sitting on her bed with her, of having Kaworu's head in her lap, of touching her so closely, of playing with her hair. She could think of nothing else of how strongly she felt for the girl, even if she couldn't recognize exactly what she was feeling yet. Shinji only wanted Kaworu to feel nice. From the bottom of her heart, she wanted Kaworu to be happy. Kaworu was kind and gentle and warm, but at the same time she seemed distant and lonely. It seemed like the only reason she knew the right words to say was because she understood those feelings, she had experienced them. Shinji scooted closer to Kaworu and wrapped her arms around Kaworu's torso, resting her head in the crook of Kaworu's neck. She didn't know exactly what to say.
"K-kaworu-kun, I-I don't want you to be sad. Your smiles should come from the bottom of your heart, not just to cover up what you're feeling. Um…I…I….I really appreciate you Kaworu-kun, and I can't imagine my life without you. Umm—"
She was interrupted by Kaworu turning around and hugging her so fiercely that she fell down on the bed. Kaworu hugged Shinji tightly to herself and after a few moments Shinji decided that her awkward arms should wrap around Kaworu's back. They stayed like that for a few minutes, until when Kaworu lifted herself up just slightly so that she could look Shinji in the face. There were tears in the corner of her eyes and she wore a broken but ethereal smile.
"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you" she whispered.
Shinji looked back at Kaworu and smiled. She took her shaking hands and brushed the tears away from Kaworu's eyes. This action only prompted Kaworu to tear up more and Shinji giggled. Kaworu laughed back and soon they were a laughing, giddy, teary mess upon Kaworu's bed, giggling until they were way out of breathe. Kaworu collapsed on top of Shinji and once Shinji had gotten out the last of her laughs, she blushed furiously. After a few moments Kaworu took notice that she was on top of Shinji, and that it was probably improper to do so. She began to sit up when Shinji pulled her back down and smiled.
"Just a few more minutes," she mumbled shyly.
"Mmmm" Kaworu hummed in response.
