"Stop that."

"Mm mm..."

"Yui, stop it."

"I don't want to." She leaned up and began kissing up and down his neck.

"You keep this up and you're going to end up doing something you're going to regret. Not that I'd particularly regret it..."

"Oh, Gen-chan, that's what I wanted to hear," Yui said softly, putting her arms around him.

Things were going in a direction he wasn't quite ready for. This was Yui, after all. There'd be hell to pay in the morning if he actually went along with her. "You know I love you, Yui, but this is not a good time."

"Mm hmm, it is, Gen-chan. We're both willing..." Yui alternated between taking off her own clothes and trying to remove Gendo's.

"Yui, stop," he said, trying to push her hands away. She was like an octopus though, skillfully maneuvering her hands through his defenses.

This situation went on for a few more minutes, looking like a kung fu movie, before Gendo finally barked, "Stop!" and grabbed both her hands. He looked sternly in her eyes while he held them tightly.

Yui's eyes were half-lidded and slightly glazed. Shaking his head, Gendo forced Yui to sit on his bed. "You stay here. Get some sleep. Understand?"

Not speaking, Yui fell over sideways on the bed, her body limp. After another moment, her eyes closed.

"Crazy woman." Giving her one last disgusted if affectionate look, Gendo turned and went to change his clothes. They smelled terribly of alcohol and smoke, a fact that he'd never noticed before.

Why did Yui continue to occupy his bed when he knew it was all so perfectly innocent? But she was so... teasingly innocent that she probably had no idea what a powder keg she was toying with. He sighed.

Turning back to his bed to take care of Yui, he shook his head again. Damn, she was gorgeous even when she was unconscious. Indecisive, Gendo wasn't sure whether he should try and get her out of most of her clothes, or to just leave her.

Testosterone getting the better of him, he undid Yui's shirt the rest of the way and slipped it off her. Leaving it at that, he moved down to her skirt. He undid the zipper down the side and removed the skirt, really trying not to look at her panties.

White, plain, but high cut. He would have never expected such a thing from the outwardly conservative Ikari. Sleeping in the bed with her might prove to be a huge mistake, but... the floor was so uncomfortable.

Gendo pulled back the covers and put Yui's feet on the bed. He then climbed over her, laid between her and the wall, and pulled the covers over them both. Getting comfortable next to her, he took her into his arms, much the same way he had done that first night.

Certainly she would understand in the morning. He wasn't really doing anything wrong... It was far more innocent than what Yui had been wanting. And so comfortable. He was quite prepared to fall asleep with only that limited contact, but again, Yui was more demanding.

She rolled over and leaned her entire body right against his, rather tightly, throwing her arm over him, entangling one leg with his own. No details of just what kind of condition she was in were spared.

Taking a deep breath, Gendo removed her arm, then removed his shirt with as little movement as possible. "You really have no idea, do you?" he whispered.

Yui murmured something and turned her face up so it wasn't in his chest.

Ten years younger than he... It was strange, and he hadn't really been able to figure out why, except that Yui had very odd taste in men. She had such... determination, and a really annoying habit of keeping at something until she got her way.

His fingers wandered down her back, enjoying the feel of her smooth skin, marred only by the strap of her bra. For a few heartbeats, his fingers lingered there.

Again he was torn. He was almost desperate to feel her body naked against his, but... Kissing her upturned face, he pulled her closer and went to sleep.