Chapter 0 - softer side

Shinji wants to say that it’s not entirely his fault that this happened, but Yuu, left in a mostly destroyed costume, would probably disagree. They’ve had this... thing going on between them for a while now, and getting carried away during patrols isn’t uncommon, though they tend to find their way somewhere more private to do things right, most of the time.

Tonight has been the first exception to that, and he wants to say that he’s only as much to blame as she is, but, then, she isn’t the one who ripped her costume. And now that the fun is over, she’s left with no way to get home unexposed, and he’s forced to admit that he’s the guilty party.

“So take responsibility,” she snaps. “You got me into this mess, now get me out of it.”

“I could...carry you,” he offers, saying the first thing that comes to mind.

“Seriously? You can’t just make me, like, wood clothes?” she asks.

“It wouldn’t be very comfortable and, unless I stayed attached to them, they’d be more difficult to get off later,” he says. His mask, which he’d removed while they were...busy, so to speak, shifts back into place.

“Make sure nobody recognizes me,” is all Yuu says, in the end.

He pulls her into his arms without much difficulty and is able to create a pretty decently sized shield around her, covering her almost completely. When she presses her face tight against his shoulder, he’s sure that no one will be able to tell who it is that he’s carrying, or even that it’s a woman to begin with. Whatever the case, it’s late, and he doubts that he’s going to be seen by anyone and create some sort of scandal.

In fact, the two of them make it back to his apartment without any difficulty, but along the way, she tightens up against him again and again, practically nuzzling his shoulder with her face. From time to time she shivers a little bit, and he wishes he could do more to warm her up. He holds her as close as he can, enjoying having her like this more than he’d expect, considering how intimately he already knows her.

It’s hard to get in the door without exposing her, but Shinji manages somehow, and, just like that, he gets her inside without anyone ever seeing her like that. It’s almost a shame to have to sit her down, and when he does, he sees that she’s blushing and that her hair’s gotten very messed up during their activities, and she looks off to the side.

“Thanks,” she mumbles. “But next time, be a little more careful with my clothes. alright?”

“You’re so cute,” he says absentmindedly, and her faces goes even redder at his words.

“Wh- hold on a minute!” she says. “Where the hell is this coming from?”

“What?” he asks, giving her a pointed look- or, as much of one as he can from behind his mask. “You were the one who nuzzled me the whole way here.”

“It was cold!” she protests. “And I didn’t want anyone to recognize me!”

“It was still cute. I like seeing this side of you.”

“What side of me are you talking about?”

“You’re soft side.”

Scowling, Yuu says, “I’ll show you a ‘soft side’,” but she’s still blushing so that only makes it cuter.

“So you’re already up for more?” asks Shinji.

“You have such a one track mind,” she says with a sigh. “But I can’t say I blame you, when you’ve got someone who looks like me standing in front of you.”

“What? Someone as cute as you?” he teases, and she shoves him, and he shoves her back, until he’s got her shoved against the wall here , his mask out of the way so that he can capture her lips in a kiss. Since her costume is already a lost cause, he doesn’t feel bad shredding the rest of it.

He presses against her, letting her feel how badly he needs her again- and he’s still not over just how quickly he always bounces back with her. There’s something about Yuu that always leaves him desperate for more, and seeing her looking so goddamn adorable only made it worse. His own costume is left intact just as before, as he hastily gets out of it, and he does realize how unfair that is to her, but what’s done is done.

When he pushes inside of her, she lets out a soft gasp, one that he never tires of hearing. She wraps her legs around him, letting him support her completely as she leans back against the wall, and he’s gentle with his thrusts, so as not to hit her head while he fucks her.

When she rests her head against his shoulder again, he can’t help but murmur, “There you go, being cute again,” and, rather than protesting, she just grumbles a little bit. She’s usually so in control of herself and every situation that seeing her behaving vulnerably is a rare and pleasant thing for him, and he cradles the back of her head, inhaling the scent of her hair.

He mumbles, “Good girl,” without really thinking, without any real meaning behind the words, and he hears Yuu whimper softly.

“Why’d you say that?” she asks.

“I don’t know, I just kind of did,” he replies. “Should I not have?”

“It’s whatever,” she says softly, leading him to think that it’s not “whatever” at all.

Which is why he says, “Well, you are a good girl,” and this time he earns a squeak from her. If it weren’t for the fact that he can feel her tense around him when he says it, he might worry that it’s a problem, but that leaves him thinking that she actually rather likes it. She clings to him a little bit tighter, and it’s so damn cute, and then she says something, practically under her breath, that he just barely manages to make out.

“ Daddy .”

Shinji nearly loses it right then and there, and he swears his knees go weak for a moment. He’s never even thought about that before, never once imagined her saying that to him, so he doesn’t know why he feels as though he’s finally achieved a lifelong goal, but god damn does he like that a hell of a lot more than he ever could have predicted. The pathetic moan he lets out gives all of that away, he’s sure, and he can hardly think straight anymore.

Yuu goes stiff, uncomfortable in the silence, and mutters, “What?”

“Say it again,” he breathes.

“Didn’t expect you to be so into that...daddy,” she murmurs, and he gives a shudder before he begins fucking her with renewed vigor, gripping her so tight that he’s afraid for a moment that his fingertips might bruise her. But Yuu doesn’t complain, and she works her hips against his.

“Do you like that?” he asks. “Does my good girl like that?”

Rather than answering, she slams her lips against his, and she nibbles at his lower lip. Shinji’s lips part and he moans into her open mouth, so unbelievably overwhelmed by Yuu’s softer side, by how fucking cute she is when she’s vulnerable, and how now, more than ever, he wants just wants to protect her and keep her close. She’s stronger than him in many ways, no doubt about that, but for right now, she’s his to take care of.

Even like this, when neither of them can speak, their words echo in his mind, driving him on until he can barely contain himself at all, and it’s only his desire to take care of her that allows him to hold back, at least until she comes first. Fortunately, she’s about as into all of this as he is- or maybe even moreso, it’s hard for him to tell- and it isn’t long before she pulls back to gasp out, “Daddy!” one last time before she’s there.

Shinji holds her tight to him as he joins her, finally unable to hold back, groaning softly as he comes. After a long moment of trying to catch his breath, he’s able to help Yuu steady herself on her feet, and he’s grateful that he was able to keep his own legs steady through all of that.

“Don’t say a word,” is the first thing that she says. “I don’t want to hear another word about my ‘soft side’ or how ‘cute’ I am.”
Though she’s playing it cool, he can tell that she’s more than a little flustered about the whole situation, and that it’s better not to tease her. And yet, he replies with, “That’s not a very nice thing to say to your daddy , is it?”

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” she says with a wicked grin, and, whatever she has in mind for retaliation, Shinji has a feeling that he won’t mind it. 

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