Topic: Darling~ (Shiz x Paranoid)

[Shiz]

Just because Casper was used to stamens rough treatment, Haru had no reason to go completely out of his way to make a sudden connection when a secure one was more useful. Casper had no need to worry about preparation. If he had the time to really think about it, his strong hands used to simulation would have been a little more hurried. People were potentially dying out there and he was aware that his friends were at risk. Maybe it was the reality that this would be the first of three fights before he died that had him hesitating.

Giving some pleasure to his pistil was something a few others might be doing, but honestly only the pistils would know and they tended to not say much about what happened in the cockpit. “I like your voice like that.” Obviously the rustle was no different, but wordless pleasured moans had a much more alluring feel to the fast paced wildness normally. It was something he only wanted for himself and never let anyone else hear, but surely Casper had this with many others before, even if they were all dead now.

Just listening to how his touch was making Casper feel had Haru's skin go warm. This was good, he had a good feeling about this. Perhaps he could make up for the state this Franxx was in with a better connection and solid para-sync.

Just because Casper's package was rather slight, Haru didn't think any less of him. It was fairly well known that even Stamens had a few lack luster sizes in the ranks. A stamen did not have that same pressure to perform in the act, god forbid a dick slipped out while syncing, that would be far more dangerous and horrendous.

There was absolutely things Haru feared. His frame and fortunate physique had made it easier to get in the door, but failing to find a partner pistil had left him often sleepless. Being useless was by far a fate worse than the death he'd come to by agreeing to take this challenge on.

For all the other stamens, there was the way they were taught to do this and the little personal touches that made their touch different. Even then, no one get into this even close to how Haru did. The tap of his toes into the foot plates had them come at an angle. That was there to help the pilot if they were in a gravity environment or taking on angled velocity, but Haru used them all the time. Only one of his gloved hands locked into the controls while the other snaked around Casper. Stroking the dripping member with his deft skill, the stamen was grinding his hardening cock against that slick wet hole to get himself ready. "Just so you know... this is my first time out in space." Seemed a thing to say, since it was probably horrifically shocking to say that while everyone's lives were on the line, but he'd wait no longer and entered the hot wet hole recently soaked thanks to Matt. It was his experience to just get it in before it really swelled up, but he couldn't control it well in this kind of pinch. Sometimes his cock was just too much to get into the smaller pistils like Casper, but shamefully he didn't have the chance for consideration like that now.

Now that he was trust in with his full girth, it might make a little more sense why he always used the incline pedals. This angle made a tight and secure connection without a doubt. Maybe it was his height and the long measure of his legs, but Haru was in all the way to this hip. Unlike every other time he made this same move, Casper's body and his energy clicked in with Haru's as if it was always meant to. A groan escaped as he pressed greedily deeper against those parted cheeks wanting to feel that all the away to his toes. They were supposed to get their act together to control the machinery, but Haru draw back to instead see if they could get more of that sensation. Slamming back fully into his new pistil, Haru was arched over Casper enough to whisper in the others ear, "Incredible..." The pleasure of it all and the perfect sync he was experiencing was ruined by the radio in his ear demanding he get out of there, to run. He could feel it, there was a Klaxo charging for them right now.

Just before impact, Haru raised the Franxx arm up and caught the charging wicked thing. When had it's form changed? He didn't notice really, all he knew was Casper felt great under him like this and it was going to be a bad day for the Klaxo who stepped up.

[Paranoid]

Spoiler for Casper:

Name: Casper Age: 22 Race: Klaxo Class: Navigator Ability: Heals extremely fast Likes (♥): ♥ Sweets / Desserts ♥ Ocean / Swimming ♥ Dancing / Having fun / not being overly serious Dislikes (-): - The color orange - Sleeping alone - Electricity   Personal: - As opposed to his counterpart pilot, this character is wild, sexually drawn to the other and very unapologetic with their risky behavior. The pink haired seducer is not just a little but very dangerous. Anyone pared with them will be infected and die if they are exposed more then a handful of syncings. Miscellaneous: - Has short red horns - Is dangerous to pair with - Wild personality

Haru’s baritone made Casper melt. If only Haru knew no one else had this effect on the outgoing pistil. Rather than pain and pleasure, he was receiving… pleasure and pleasure?!

“Haru!” The demonic man cocked his head back and called out the other’s name. His asshole clenched around the invading length and coaxed it as if milking with how passionately Casper moved his hips along with Haru’s pace.

“What are you… what-” He gulped audibly, his eyes wide in disbelief. “What ahhh~ are you doing to me!? Nyaa~” That was the first and likely only hint that no other stamen made Casper feel this damn good. It made no sense because if this reaction could be spawned with this technique then Papa and the other scientists would have trained him to respond to this method instead. Casper was completely bewildered and caught off guard, which was an unnatural thing for him.

Casper was practically frothing at the mouth as Haru continued to fuck him at an angle, but this time around it was not with pain or agony. It was pure bliss. The hold on his cock remained in place, to his utmost surprise, and continued to stroke him while Haru piloted. Unable to withstand the overwhelming ticklish sensations, Casper found himself edging somewhere new fast.

He couldn’t believe his ears. Did he hear Haru right? This was his first flight in space? No way! Casper was beyond impressed.

Wham! Strelizia easily blocked a second blow without so much as turning its head to view the oncoming enemy. It was as if their conjoined minds could sense everything around them in a 360-degree view. It was magical.

“Shit! Ha- Hhaaa~!!” The man’s voice raised in pitch. The red-plated hips squirmed fervently. Casper reached his peak way too fast.

This additional new sensation collided with him thanks to the considerate stamen- an orgasm! Casper never felt his cock export semen during a ride in a Franxx mid-mission. If this ever happened to a pistil it was typically an awful thing because it cut the connection between navigator and pilot for a complete shut-down. The same happened if a stamen either never finished or finished too early. Haru would likely be very well accustomed to one of those.

By some strange miracle, this known fact of life did not occur between the newly instated pair. Instead of growing soft, the happy cock appeared to hold no refractory period. It immediately got hard again at full capacity. Their connection was reinitiated without pause or delay and was in fact reporting even higher compatibility numbers than the first time. The ecstasy from such a quick recovery combined with the intense sensations spawned by post orgasm made Casper’s tongue fall out over his quivering lower lip. He continually moaned like a drug-induced bitch trying to impress her client, but it was all natural and real.

Meanwhile, the humanoid robot was eliminating the surrounding enemy with swift jousts and powerful punches. They popped like bubbles from a bath. It became more than evident that none of the other Franxx that were sent in as backup was needed at all once Sterlizia was back at full capacity.

[Shiz]

Just hearing his name at a time like this shouldn't get the kind of reaction he was having, but when was the last time someone he was pairing with was this good looking. Casper would be the last person he would ride with, and the first outside of the testing and training simulations.

“Easy now, don't get too wild just yet.” There was still more for him to offer and Haru wasn't about to hit it and quit it with just this. The link was surprisingly addictive. He understood what Sanji meant about wanting that sensation even if being out there killed him. The flood of hot blood to every inch of him left nerves sensitive and frayed, especially where he was able to connect and feel Casper. Who could turn something like this down?

It wasn't that he couldn't hear Casper, more if was like his voice and his moans of pleasure sounded the same and just served as a background for the work his parasite mind was programed to do. Eliminate all Klaxo and finish the fight. Even questions seemed to take a while to process since so little of the Stamen's brain was available for conversation with their purpose being heavy fucking. “This is just a warm up...” Maybe others told people things like that to make them seem more manly or act like they had stamina from being out in the fight for so many battles, but Haru meant it. While in training, he'd learned this stunt from practice in the simulator. Others had assumed his scores were naturally failures, yet he knew how much more efficiently he had worked his partners over and the problem... it was him. Being a failure for this long had its benefit, he learned how to do this through trial and error over time which had raised his sync from its lower score to nearly passing. Time was out though, finding something that could push him into passing was out of the question now, he was tainted goods with an expiration date. as long as till then he could be useful, it was worth it all.

This was where he excelled. Flight simulations scores? His were the best. Flotilla wide his were the highest. He was just so damned useless till now! On the radio others were taking notice of how the Strelizia was driving, Sanji and Jayce had to know, had to report to the other... that this was Haru. Talk made it's way up the chain of command quickly that Haru was in there saving the other Franxx units from being overtaken.

Before he knew it, they were running out of enemies to fight. The Strelizia was one tough machine to keep going with all that damage, Haru had to admit he liked the feel of driving it and of driving Casper.

Hearing the horned beauty climax was unnecessary, he could just feel it, that tight hole squeezing him for more as his glove became even more wet from Casper's ejaculate. Most his fellow stamen did have a break in connection when this happened. It wasn't their fault, they just let themselves get carried away with it all. The problem had been something he figured a solution to. Training himself to keep going was part of it... but the rest was understanding how pistils were anatomically. The position was part of the key to finding and slamming into that nerve center right near the prostate. Removing his hand he'd slide that slick mess up Casper's side activating the nerves there before giving his hair a light tug.

"Don't give out on me yet..." It was like a second wind in racing, Haru grasped the idea that as long as the stimulation continued, he could impose his connection to arch back up. Every Franxx was recording all the time, especially in the cockpit where the magic happened. His little secret was exposed here, but Haru couldn't risk losing the fight just to hide his second wind and repeat orgasm trick. All he could hope was those numbers were high enough to impress since... his reader was damaged and from the impacts the Strelizia suffered before he got in it.

By the time he'd squeezed the life out of the last enemy monster, Haru was sweating, panting with every thrust of his hip. He'd accomplished his goal... who knew what could come after docking. Part of him didn't want to dock and just stay out in space like this. No go, they'd just use some anchor lines and drag them in. Opting to just bring the Strelizia in since there wasn't any choice, the azure eyed stamen snatched Casper up the second they docked and fucked him off his perch sideways till he finally let himself spill hot seed inside the devils gorgeous body. Why? Because without Casper, there wasn't eyes on him and he enjoy just having Casper for as long as possible... three times was so short, he'd need a good long taste to make it till their next flight... if there was to be another that is...

If it had been just this flight, maybe he wouldn't be so spend after spilling inside Casper and fighting for that long, but something had him even more exhausted. Blaming it all on fatigue for earlier tests, Haru had little choice, but to pull out of Casper who had to be tired as well after all that. "Can you walk on your own?"

"Parasite Stamen Haru Hyaku of division seventeen, Pistil Casper,  evacuate the Strelizia Franxx and report status!" The commander was rather stern here for someone actually saving the day. Even so, Haru had to come when they called..

Grinning through his glistening scentless sweat and exhaustion, Haru tucked himself back into his suit. "I guess we have to go now."

[Paranoid]

Spoiler for Casper:

Name: Casper Age: 22 Race: Klaxo Class: Navigator Ability: Heals extremely fast Likes (♥): ♥ Sweets / Desserts ♥ Ocean / Swimming ♥ Dancing / Having fun / not being overly serious Dislikes (-): - The color orange - Sleeping alone - Electricity   Personal: - As opposed to his counterpart pilot, this character is wild, sexually drawn to the other and very unapologetic with their risky behavior. The pink haired seducer is not just a little but very dangerous. Anyone pared with them will be infected and die if they are exposed more then a handful of syncings. Miscellaneous: - Has short red horns - Is dangerous to pair with - Wild personality

“This is just a warm up.” Those daring words titillated Casper’s ears.

“You promise?” If it were true, then Casper would return whatever he received ten fold. He swore it to himself. He wouldn’t take Haru’s sweet ass, but he’d give him the fuck of a lifetime again and again in every way imaginable. The stamen proved to be honest and true to his word as the fucking continued on and on- even up until and after the fight finished!

After hundreds upon hundreds of used-up partners, Haru was the first to bring this side of Casper out to play. By the time the mission was completed with no enemy ships in sight, Casper was left a sweat-dripping, panting mess, no better than his new partner.

This usually wasn’t the case. Typically he’d be bored or simply high off the fight itself while his partner was the one drenched in a sweaty heaping pile or knocked out entirely. The strain wasn’t from a lack of being able to connect either. It was thanks to just how many times he managed to orgasm consistently right after the first unexpected one. His cock had never felt so fuzzy and tingly. The now flaccid form twitched from the overstimulation that still made it buzz alight even now after they’ve finished. Casper proved to be a unique pistil and weapon, indeed. As did Haru. What a perfect match.

The red-suited frame slumped in the saddle after Haru came. He caught his breath and regained his strength quickly, all considering. He arched a brow at the sexy ravenette. 

The considerate question made Casper grin broadly at his new favorite pilot.

“While I can most definitely walk… if that was your first time piloting in space… I’m eager to see how your third go will be.” The words were haunting and shudder-inducing. Those sweet-tasting lips continued, “-and your fourth… and fifth… tenth…” Casper whispered seductively, seemingly insinuating that Haru may last more than thrice within Strelizia. He forgot all about his to-be assigned partner mentioned by Matt, that guy Hastings or whatever. It was a non-issue because Casper had found his perfect darling! He didn’t bother tucking himself away like Haru did, as if he didn’t even notice he was still exposing himself.

“Let’s go convince them to let us pair together, darling~” Casper looked at Haru fondly. A set of fangs flashed themselves within his toothy smile.

Without warning, the lanky man with pink hair suddenly leaped upward out from Haru’s warm arms and flipped backward within the tight space, his palms landing expertly on the sweaty saddle to stand upside down with bent knees. This did nothing to deter his balance. The horned man laughed melodically and jumped out of the Franxx once the side door opened. He moved with the grace of a circus performer or gymnast- not that either man would have ever seen these sorts of tricks before to know the reference. Casper simply had the strength and grace to freely dance around the world as if he were underwater.

[Shiz]

No need to promise anything, Haru would never let him down after saying something like that. After spending all his tie on the sidelines and wishing he could be in this very position, no way he could just fail to make good on a decent ride.

The blue-black of his hair in the unlit cockpit was wetted down so he ran a hand through it trying to gather his own wits since they'd have to leave the Strelizia and try to convince everyone to let him commit basic suicide. After so long, he finally got to operate a Franxx. There was no way in hell he was going to just give this up. It was incredible, finally putting his skills to use and even seeming to have pleased his new partner. At ease and righted, Haru only wished he'd had a better quality suit. Casper and he connected, but a better suit would have helped on Haru's end.

Hearing what Casper said, he did pause at first. “I see.” He'd been ready for that, to end up like Matt, “Guess we'll have to see how things go.” it would be nice to outlast the other partners. Casper wanting him to last was comforting. At the very least he had impressed the other in his performance and attentiveness.

“Darling?” All this positive attention wasn't the norm for him, he was unsure how to handle it all. "Well it makes sense with your last partner no longer here to let me replace him." Casper could have been upset about Matt for all he knew. The attempt to protect Caspers feelings was pointless but he didn't know that.

When the two of them were visible and coming out, a rowdy chorus of whooping and cheering met them like the elevator bac down from the Strelizia. Even those who didn't fight had witnessed the insanity of the battle and were impressed with how Haru and Casper were able to display.  For a man who was used to everyone ignoring him or laughing in passing him, this was all too much. Leaning in, he muttered, "This is a bit too much. I just want to go shower and sleep."

Standing at attention when he was being scolded for taking things into his own hands, Haru was allowing the leadership to get the lecturing done so he could say his peace.

[Paranoid]

Spoiler for Casper:

Name: Casper Age: 22 Race: Klaxo Class: Navigator Ability: Heals extremely fast Likes (♥): ♥ Sweets / Desserts ♥ Ocean / Swimming ♥ Dancing / Having fun / not being overly serious Dislikes (-): - The color orange - Sleeping alone - Electricity   Personal: - As opposed to his counterpart pilot, this character is wild, sexually drawn to the other and very unapologetic with their risky behavior. The pink haired seducer is not just a little but very dangerous. Anyone pared with them will be infected and die if they are exposed more then a handful of syncings. Miscellaneous: - Has short red horns - Is dangerous to pair with - Wild personality

Once Casper was out of Stelizia, he tucked his cock back into his suit all while going down the elevator beside his new darling. The slit revealing the wedge of his bubbly ass cheeks closed automatically with a prominent seam down the center. He wouldn’t have minded just flashing himself to everyone everywhere purely to see their hilarious reactions, but he got in trouble the last time he did that. Trouble meant the electric rod- No thank you~!

Casper made a snicker at Haru’s comment about resting. There was no rest for the wicked, or so he thought to himself. He clasped his hands behind his back and casually walked to get their asses handed to them by command as ordered by the intercom once the elevator pad reached the ground floor. He seemed completely unbothered by the fact that Haru’s cum was packed between those pushed-together cheeks. Many if not all pistils rushed to the showers to clean themselves off post exiting a Franxx following the completion of a mission.

Water droplets fell off the curled tips of Casper’s horns and pink hair. It was a combination of being still wet from the bath earlier and the heavy sweatbox session he had just endured with his new favorite toy.

The duo had to report to the ship’s Commanding deck where four other adults were standing with narrowed, skeptical eyes. The pair had already gotten scolded from the rest of the crew over Haru's recklessness, but now they had to listen to the actually important people say their peace on the matter.

When Casper reached the metallic doors harboring the command deck, he didn’t pause to wait for them to completely open before stepping straight forward. However, instead of colliding against it, it appeared his timing was so precise that he could walk through without hesitation. In truth, his sensitive ears could hear the whirl of gears sliding to open the doorway seconds before the entry parted at the sense of a presence.

Little things like that tended to set people in a state of unease. Casper’s prediction skills tended to come off as oddly eerie when combined with his brash confidence. In the heat of battle, it was one of his key traits that aided in complete and utter victory.

“Oi~ I want this guy to be my new partner.” Casper jabbed his thumb over his shoulder to point to Haru once they were both inside. “He fucked my brains out, and now I’m addicted. There’s nothing to be done about it, oh well~” He held up his hands and sighed dramatically.

The four who were prepared to scold the pair looked baffled by Casper’s assertion. It was anyone’s guess if they were more shocked by Casper’s bluntness or the fact that Haru didn’t look anywhere near as incapacitated post-kissing than any pilot who ever partnered with their red-horned weapon.

“You have been assigned a new partner, Hastings-”

“I refuse to ride with anyone, but my darling.” Casper crossed his arms stubbornly.

This was the first time Casper refused to ride with anyone. After so many years of training and conditioning, this outright befuddled the commanding officers.

“Their output and input levels were off the charts, and this was their first connection. Not to mention that Haru actually hasn't-” One of the leaders was cut off.

The head leader of the four raised a palm to stop the others from talking. He stepped forward toward Haru and stared at him with a wealth of intimidation.

“You,” he stated, purposely not addressing Haru by his name as a form of menace. “You handled the K-Weapon very well.” It appeared he wasn’t keen on referring to anyone by their name. He was referring to Casper this time, the ‘Kraxos-weapon’. “In the span of five entire years, there has not been one Stamen who could withstand handling the weapon for more than three rides. That is well over two hundred pilots dead. I’m not vain enough to pretend what you two accomplished was a fluke. That said….” He glanced at Casper, who didn’t appear to be paying attention and was looking around the room nonchalantly.

“If you can tame this monster, you can continue to handle your new weapon.” Aka, Casper, and Haru could remain partners so long as they churned out positive results.

The commanding officers clapped twice in unison. The act signaled that whatever was decided by the head leader was law and would be followed through to the utmost completion.

Casper threw his arms in the air and wrapped them around Haru’s neck. He planted a big kiss on his new stamen’s cheek.

“That is that, then~! Shall we go back to the bath to finish up what we started?” Casper tilted his head, unsure if Haru was ready to get yet or if he had something for himself he wanted to say.

[Shiz]

In spite of everything, he really just wanted to get a hot soak and rest. He'd tested all morning and was just in a massive battle. He wanted to just curl up with this pistil, maybe have a little more then a snuggle session and get some damn rest! Why he was so tired didn't make too much sense, though he did put a lot of effort into this whole rescue attempt.

That bath he had been about to take before all of this had been ruined and now... now there was this annoying formality that he was trained in a pavlovian obedience to comply with. As usual he only gave the appropriate response when prompted though, he wasn't feeling like it deep down.

Just following Casper, Haru wasn't really aware what was specifically being discussed, but he wasn't a fool. There was no need to really hear anything. A random parasite loser who had never passed his minimum sync score was now pairing off with their best pistol. It made perfect sense that they did not want the blue eyed man to get any further than this. Above all else he did mean to fight for this position even if it did mean confrontation with those who could punish him severely.

Before he could utter a word, Casper was already arguing for their partnership. That their link had been so strong was news to him, Haru couldn't tell how secure a bond they had with the Franxx only that it felt right and he could maneuver well... That the red clad pistil was addicted to him already had Haru a little embarrassed. Was he really so different than others? Perhaps they were less good to Casper out of cruel spite. They had to be with him and he'd be the death of them after all.

“O-off the charts?" Haru's surprise was largely ignored. That he never even passed a sync check, not even once was so embarrassing but thankfully it was cut off before he could take further humiliation. Despite the intimidating presence, Haru just kept his military stance and waited to hear what this man had to say.

“Sir.” The respect a stamen had to give was reflex at this point in his life. “Thank you, sir. We worked well together.” Even being impersonal from a higher up could not make Haru refer to Casper as anything less than himself. “I understand the risks associated, sir. Even if that is also my fate I'll be of use to the flotilla.” While he could not argue with a superior, an elder at that, he did not wish to refer to the last man he'd likely every fuck as a monster.

He did not like this exchange much, Casper was just as at risk of dying as he was, so he felt this was an unfair characterization, but he just replied, “Thank you for your permission, we wont disappoint you.”

With the others enthusiasm, Haru could not help but smile. That was what he had always wanted and to top it off he got such a hot pistil to enjoy out of it. “Why not?” Without missing a beat he just draped an arm over his new partners waist on their way out of the danger zone. "Hey, what I said... or rather what I didn't say... I appreciate you. They seem to forget that you could die out there too... sorry." People acted like it was all Casper's fault he killed his partners and had to fight for his life solo when they died... Haru didn't want him to think he didn't notice or care about that.

[Paranoid]

Now out in the hall, Casper continued alongside Haru with their arms locked against the other’s body. Casper’s arm remained hooked around his partner’s shoulders, while Haru’s arm was linked around his waist. The merriment of it made Casper quite giddy.

“It would be pretty funny if I died, wouldn’t it? Papa would be so~ mad. The only downside would be me missing the look on his face.” Casper began to snicker as he pictured how pissed Papa and the others would be if all their efforts were in vain. His entire life was wasted as a guinea pig and utilized as nothing more personable than a special tool. A lot of effort would go down the drain if he suddenly died.

Casper seemed to not be bothered by the fact that his previous partner was currently a corpse being fished out of the Franxx. The body would be exited into the vacuum of space to be lost forever among the stars like every other stamen that faced the same terrible fate. It was difficult to empathize with his past partners because he was utterly numb to the mundanity of the process. He saw the lot of them just as in-personable as the elders did seeing Casper as a mere weapon.

Haru was… different, though. What he just said to Casper was a prime example. He didn’t see the lanky Kraxos as the monster that everyone else did, including himself. Casper wasn’t keen on letting Haru die so easily like the others.

The bathroom entrance didn’t have the guards that were there when Casper was first escorted onto the ship. The male idly wondered how long it would be before they started to tail him everywhere again. It was a little strange that they weren’t doing it now, in fact. Casper wondered if this was some sort of experiment or test to see how he reacts to his unique stamen without the interference of lurking eyes.

Inside the changing room were a set of stalls for pistils and stamen who were currently wearing their special suits. Casper hopped inside one and let the light beams scan his body, erasing the uniform strip by strip until he was left bare.

“Don’t forget, I get to wash you as punishment for earlier~” Casper wiggled his fingers toward Haru’s body as they neared the tub. His grin was cheeky and devious, his eyes gleaming with mischief.

[Shiz]

At least Casper was happy. “I wouldn't be laughing. You're my partner now and I am useless without you. Honestly I'm wondering how you needed no medical care after all those injuries. Are you really alright?” Blood was still smeared all over the both of them, no one seemed to really care so at least they could take care of each other.

Their relationship might end up being very short, but Haru didn't want it to be a bad experience for Casper. No matter who said anything, Haru was never going to call Casper a monster or act like he was some horrible alien. Just thinking about their time connected and his piloting with nothing but one arm had a smirk on his face. Fir the first time ever, he was in a Franxx, had a partner and he had even done everything with just one arm... by choice of course.

Having no one else watching or around felt natural, but given how important his new partner was... it was suspicious. They were giving him space, testing his ability to "control" this wild man. In a way Haru did have an idea how to do that. His idea was miles from what they likely expected. Giving Casper everything he needed seemed the best way to keep Casper from getting into trouble. Why did they treat him so coldly? It wasn't his fault, none of this, not even Haru's potential death was Casper's doing...

That he was not authorized for a modern suit meant he had to pull off the test suit himself. Unzipping the seal, he was slow as the sight of Casper's mechanical disrobement was too distracting to keep his eyes off. In the dark, he remembered to feel of that hot body he saw briefly in the tub and not in the machine exposing inch by inch. This was his pistil now, his partner.

Going along to the tub, the heat felt good just being in the room, never mind the hot water about to ease his tense muscles. Spiraling all over him were faint blue veins that showed he was effected by the flight with Casper, even if it was slighter than others. “If you really want to.” Slipping into the tub he was startled by hearing someone shout his name.

"HARU!" It was Sanji. The man had rushed around looking for him and was obviously upset. Animatedly frustrated with the situation, Sanji was completely horrified that his friend did something that dangerous and reckless. "Are you crazy!?! You just jumped in there and got into ... "

Blinking in surprise, Haru could have guessed the pistil who had a crush on him would be the one to come raise a fuss first not his close friend Sanji. "Dont worry about me. It's fine."

"Like hell it's fine!" Seemed the blond had no intention of just leaving. If he wanted to stay for the show... well it was a bit perverted but Haru could deal with it.

[Paranoid]

Casper appeared to ignore the question about his status and health. It was a non-plus issue to the Kraxos due to his incredible healing abilities, but it seems Haru was ignorant of them. It was fun to catch Haru off guard with quirks like his advanced regeneration and flexibility. At the same time, Casper kept finding himself confused by all the worry and care given to him out of seemingly nowhere. Because of this, he brushed it off, not understanding at all because he had no experience with such feelings before.

He joined his new partner in the tub to finish cleaning for the day and to ease tension. For now, he didn’t seem overly preoccupied with mapping out Haru’s body, but that wouldn’t last for long. Once the hot water reached above his hips, the body of the horned man sank into the tub down to his lips. He breathed out through his nostrils and enjoyed the warm water’s comforting embrace. It was a rare occurrence to see Casper stay still. His viridian eyes slowly drew to a momentary close. The moment was used to contemplate what transpired today.

First, lost his previous partner, Matt, almost immediately after they were just transferred to a new station. Strelizia transformed into its beast mode to fight the invading enemy until he was electrocuted and fell unconscious all alone. That is until Haru popped up from out of nowhere. Haru woke Casper up from his forced nap and comforted him upon waking from the nightmarish sensation of being connected to a dead partner. He was brave, patient, thoughtful, and empathetic. He was a generous lover, too. The perfect darling.

A darling was a rare and special thing to find. To Casper, a darling was an intimate partner to form a special bond with unlike any other. None of the other stamens had been seen as a darling to the Kraxos. Not one.

Every previous partner of Casper had undergone intense training and was given strict disciplinary measures for how to be the pistil’s handler as well as his pilot. Haru was the first stamen to not undergo this. It was a mystery for now if the higher-ups would demand Haru attend supplementary lessons to fill him in. Casper hoped that didn’t happen. He liked Haru how he was naturally.

It was only after a few solid minutes that Casper registered another stamen had bumbled his way into the bathroom, and was engaging in a conversation with his darling. Like a crouching predator, Casper slunk over beneath the water’s surface to sneak up behind Haru. His horns were the only thing sticking out like a shark fin.

“Guess who!” The pistil laughed melodically as he sprung from the water and placed his hands over Haru’s eyes from behind. This time Haru should know the answer. In truth, Casper was trying to steal his darling’s attention from the nobody who just stormed in callously. The demonic boy slid his eyes to Sanji with far less enthusiasm and shine than when looking at Haru. It was a look that could provoke chills into the toughest of men.

Casper neared his nose to Haru’s neck and sniffed it. “Guess it right this time and you’ll be rewarded~ Guess wrong and it’s double punishment time in front of this guy here.” That devilish tongue flicked out to run over Haru’s wet skin much like when they first met this morning. Many, if not most, of all the dominant-based partners that Casper shared tasted salty. While he could appreciate the taste of salt, he had an insatiable sweet tooth. All the while he spoke, Casper’s eyes remained locked on Sanji intimidatingly.

[Shiz]

In spite of the conflict with his friend, Haru already had that calm acceptance of his potential death. “Is it ... hmm... maybe  Casper?” Even without seeing, he could tell Sanji wasn't just going to leave. He was being very protective of him and that was nice and all, but Haru was old enough to make his own moves. "Over there is Sanji. He's my friend. I was hoping that if this is Casper you could meet." It would be nice if all of his fellow parasites could get along together. Casper unfortunately was going to be his priority however. No one came before a man's partner, Haru was no different.

The affection felt so good. Normally he was seen as such a failure that the others avoided him. Haru gave a gentle grin that was followed by a light coax for Casper to let him see again. "Guess I won, unless you're an imposter. I'll have to check to see if this is the real Casper."

“Is it still double punishment if the punishment and the reward are the same?” That Sanji would watch meant nothing. Technically speaking, he already did so much more with Casper in the log and knowing the elders, plenty of the higher positioned had watched the lewd display. There was a temptation to fail the game but being cleaned twice seemed silly, instead he could just have more of Casper in a different way and in a setting away from the Franxx. As long as they were not piloting, he could still enjoy his pistil in their free time without his life slipping away.

Sanji was still not sure why Haru did this, but he wanted the man to not make these kinds of desperate choices. "Is it really better to die that to just be a normal member of staff?"

"I didn't decide any of this for that reason. I helped Casper because I wanted to help him, to help all of you out there. Continuing is pretty much just what seemed to make the most sense... now.. if you want to watch can you do so a little quieter? I want to get clean with my pistil." Reaching behind Casper, he gently worked his finger past that tight pursed entrance so he could help clean all that semen out. Dipping his hed a little to Caspers neck, he gave a surprising nip to him in possessive need.

"Tch, we'll talk later then if you're going to be in denial about a beast like that." Sanji said it but it did seem more like he was in denial himself. Use of the dirty work made haru a little angry at his friend, but it was said out of concern for him... maybe he could forgive it. After all every adult said that about Casper..

[Paranoid]

Haru was so cute! Casper couldn’t wipe the dopey grin off his face as his new stamen spoke so affectionately and with care. He followed along with Casper’s games without any hesitation or sense of awkwardness. Everything fit together so naturally, like two pieces of a puzzle. The sensation was as foreign as a lost language, as Casper had major conniptions surrounding his desire to be human. He had always been an article of clothing cut from a different cloth. If humans were smooth silk, Casper was made of rough canvas. No wonder he rubbed everyone the wrong way. Well, mostly everyone. There was an exception… his darling!

As requested, he removed his hands. How could he not when Haru was clearly playing along with him? He loved it! This was so much fun!

Any trace of blood on his body was washed away by the bath. An investigation of Casper’s body would reveal no wounds of any sort to be found. He was perfectly A-Ok! His horns were especially shiny from the water, too. Likewise, his eyes shimmered at the way Haru spoke his name so casually. People rarely ever referred to him by his actual name, so it felt extremely heart-warming.

“Okay~ Okay~ You got me. The prize and punishment were the same thing the whole time, yes. Very good. I am indeed Casper—” Casper snickered and proudly put his hands on his hips, as if he had actually won the little game somehow. Their interactions remained less than innocent as Haru made more sexual advancements, but that was hardly seen as a bad thing to the man with salmon hair and ruddy horns. The amusement dropped on the other hand when Sanji butted in again. Reddened pupils glared at the damned pilot he now saw as nothing more than an intruder.

The glare visibly softened when Haru said his name to Sanji, clearly solely referring to him by his actual designation than the slander most chose to call him. That meant something to him. Ever so quickly he was growing attached to the hip to Haru. Addiction settled in like an opiate.

In the back of his mind, Casper wondered where he would be sleeping tonight. If Haru hadn’t been assigned a partner before on actual missions, then did that mean he had a room to himself? If so, Casper would gladly join him there. Sure, the guards likely set up Matt in the room they were supposed to take together, but he hadn’t even stepped foot into it once himself so he had zero attachments to it. Wherever his darling was is where he would be, simple as that.

For the majority of his life, it was extraordinarily difficult for Casper to sleep alone. He tossed and turned with horrendous nightmares without relief, whimpering and clawing up the mattress to shreds. Cuddling throughout the night, however, pacified his subconscious. This was yet another result of intense and over-drilled conditioning. One of the many ways Casper was kept in his place was to keep him dependent on his stamen, otherwise, he’d try to handle everything himself all the time because frankly, he trusted no one to the core. So it was decided dependence would be forced, and further malformed into a co-dependent leech.

During the soft forming age of childhood development, Papa found it necessary to begin the conditioning process. It began with torture followed by rewards, such as candy or things of pretty colors. The torment did not cease when it was time to sleep. Casper was frequently awoken by cattle prods and beaten. The pain only stopped when his designated Nana would eventually enter and rock the crying boy to sleep.

If Haru knew this, it could hardly be called surprising that Casper was notorious for his rough reciprocation for his stamen mid-flight. From strangling, to slaps, to clawing, he would ravage and devour the last pieces of his partners' souls before the end of their third ride. To Casper, it was a mercy killing to grant them peace to end the suffering, though more often than not his pilots simply died from the demonic blue tumor that developed post-riding with him. Just like Matt.

Rumors could be vicious. Especially ones that were mostly true. Such is the case with Casper.

By the time he finished these thoughts, which wasn’t that much time at all, Haru had just finished saying his peace to Sanji. In addition to this, his prior advancements went into full gear.

As a raging pervert himself, it wasn’t often if ever that he found himself in a flustered state. He was utterly perplexed as to what Haru was doing fingering his hole with… well, a finger. A single digit at that. Casper didn’t understand that Haru was trying to clean him out. The confusion melted to something else entirely when a row of teeth nipped the skin along his nap. He flinched, but not in pain— no, it felt great! The pistil tilted his head back and parted his lips, a heated gasp escaping as he stared right at their observer. It was a rare treat to see a beast so vulnerable. It almost seemed impossible.

Casper reached behind him to cup his hand on top of the back of the one digging into his entrance and pulled at it to attempt to move it away. He gripped the edge of the tub with his other hand. “Darling~” He whined, his head cocking to the side as he looked back at his new lover. “Why are you teasing me? Your cock is better than a single finger.”

[Shiz]

Even though Haru was not as free spirited and energetic, he was willing to play along with Casper's games any time he liked. The water was going to be great for his aches, thought he was more receptive to merging with Casper, he was still having some kind of internal changes from that exchange.

“That works out for me. I would have been very disappointed otherwise.” Didn't seem to Haru that either of them were capable of losing in this game regardless of what he'd said. Making it clear to Casper and to Sanji that he held the pistil in higher regard just by their now being a pair, Haru did think he could explain himself better if this conversation happened tomorrow and not in the damn bathroom.

The tall and pale haired friend was clearly uninterested in watching his friend slowly die... but there was a little color chasing his neck and dusting his ears over the look of two attractive parasites close and naked doing such lewd things. "W-Whatever, I'll see you in the dorms then." He stormed off not about to watch this display. Someone else who had a crush on Haru might be willing to hide around a corner and jerk off to it, but Sanji had no interest when his own partner was likely waiting for him.

"He didn't know what he was saying. I think people just don't know you so they listen to rumors. Maybe you could be friends with Sanji if he knew you better." People should get to know Casper, Haru was getting the feeling no one really did... maybe not even Casper. Smoothing things over from his friend calling Casper a monster probably was not necessary. It wasn't like Casper seemed upset by it and others called him that too. "When you're tired of playing in the tub, I'll show you to my pod." It was modest compared to those on a major ship, but it was still better than sleeping in a Franxx.

Easing all of that lube and semen out of Casper, he wondered if he could make sure no one else ever have their way with Casper like that in the future. Something about this wild creature made him selfishly want to keep the pistil all to his very greedy self.

"If I was using my cock instead I'd be making you dirty not clean. The point is to get all that stickiness away so you'll be more comfortable.... until you want to get dirty again" It was not unreasonable for him to offer more of that taste he got in the Stelizia. "Isn't it time for my punishment anyway..." Since it was his cock that Casper was hungry for, Haru pulled him towards a shallower part of the basin to perform some more of that hot and heavy bonding he was so envious of before.

Thinking about it, he wanted to see if he could get to know Casper even if it was just a little till they went to bed... "Can I ask why you keep calling me Darling? We just met and I haven't even thought of a pet name for you..."

[Paranoid]

Casper willingly floated along with Haru’s nudge toward the shallower end of the bath. The explanation still confused him because he didn’t understand why his comfort mattered. To be frank, the feeling of cum was so ingrained into him he wasn’t bothered by the sensation of seed harbored within him like a honeycomb.

“Punishment is on its way~” He announced. Casper raised his hands to molest Haru, but the question about the alleged pet name stopped him in his tracks, frozen in place. His arms slowly lowered back into the water.

At first, it appeared as if the man was offended by the question. Which, in fact, he was.

“Darling is not a pet name!” He asserted with furrowed brows. He shook his head a few times to emphasize his point. “It’s…” He paused, hesitating. Those emerald eyes that bore so deeply and openly into Haru’s soul averted for the first time. The unquenchable flame dancing about his aura dampened.

“Darling is darling…” he grumbled. This served nothing to explain himself. He fell into a pit mentally, his thoughts cascading into his childhood.

Until he gave himself a name, Casper didn’t have one. He was known as a monster, beast, devil, demon, a ‘thing’, and a Kraxos-vermin. None of these felt right to him, but he had no grounds to argue. After all, he looked like a monster. Especially as a child when his skin pigmentation was a deep carmine. 

One day, Casper’s fifth Nana gave him a precious parting gift. Every now and then he would be assigned a new caretaker, a Nana, to console and act as a false impression of a stand-in mother. The Nanas were swapped out and never returned once they completed three months of personal time with Casper. This was to get the little Kraxos accustomed to attachment and loss and see the two as always intertwined.

The gift given to him was a book. The book was titled, “Casper.” It entailed the story of a sad little ghost boy among humans. The clear separation between the ghost and a living human touched him personally, as he felt he was just the same. After that, he insisted on being called Casper. Sometimes he’d get lucky enough that it’d be used, but often not. The name eventually became part of a code designation to refer to him as on official documentation— but not addressed as an actual name, further stripping him of the embrace of personal identity and belittling it.

After a terrible beating, the tiny red form embraced the sanctuary of his tenth Nana’s arms while shaking violently as if chilled to the bone. Hot wads of tears welted from his clenched shut eyes, his mouth open to wail and loudly cry. The tall brunette holding him wore blue scrubs and white latex gloves. Her patronizing smile was fake, as was her sympathy for the little rat coddling her.

“Shhh, shhh. It’s ok, my little one. It’s over for now. Even though it will all start over again, never forget, Casper…. When you’re old enough, you will be able to always rely on your darling to take care of you after. Someone who is your darling will not let the harm that comes to you go unanswered.” These words were void of love. The only promise made here was that someone would always be made available to him when at his lowest. The caveat is that the hellish torturing would begin its cycle again and again. Much like was the case with someone they expected to be the future head of the front line of battle. It was all planned out well in advance.

“Daah-leen?” The boy sniffled and tilted his head up to look at his caretaker.

“Yes, a darling. A darling is very special. Not just anyone can be your darling. Be good now.” She reaffirmed. Once the little Kraxos stopped hysterically crying, she decided it was time to leave. Her body rose and disconnected from Casper’s trembling form. The green-eyed boy widened his teary eyes and desperately grasped her pant leg.

“Dun’ leave, dah-leen!” The little red hands of the Kraxos clutched for dear life onto his Nana, knowing full well that the torment from the elders would continue when she left. The woman chuckled at the child’s clinginess. She patted his head twice between his horns.

“Silly thing. I’m not your darling. Didn’t you listen? You have to wait until you are old enough to find your darling. Be brave until then, little one.” The encouragement broke Casper’s spirit. The hands clawing at her legs stopped, and he backed away until his back hit the corner of his tiny room. “Someday, your darling will take you away from this.” That was the last thing she said before the exit promptly sealed shut behind her, locking Casper in his room all alone.

While this old memory played like a theater projector within Casper’s mind while they sat together in the basin, his thumb had unconsciously risen to his lips. His teeth nipped the tip of his sharp thumbnail and chewed on it. The habit to bite his nails was further instilled by the fact that the keratin was extraordinarily tough like a tiger’s claw. This allowed him to nibble and bite on them without worrying about them snapping off or breaking.

When those sad eyes dragged themselves back to Haru on his left, he squashed the pity party and replaced the form with a mischievous grin.

The pistil snickered manically with devilish intentions, his hands spontaneously spidering down Haru’s side in a tickle. His lips pressed to the curve of Haru’s ear, kissing the cartilage and tracing the tip of his tongue over the indents.

“All that matters is that you are my darling, Darling~” He giggled, and bent his head down to nudge Haru’s shoulder with the curved side of his horns. Boop~

[Shiz]

Part of this itch to clean Casper came from distaste that another man might have left a bit of himself there where only he wanted to dwell. It was a bit primitive and self absorbed, but Haru couldn't help it. he didn't want any trace of the others on Casper much less in him.

“Heh, oh the humanity! My innocence! Wont somebody think of the children.” Haru played it up as though he were a perverts victim not a clear pervert himself. His question seemed to take all the air out of the room. Why was that? It had seemed like such an innocent question. Having Casper react so obviously to it, there had to be a reason and a strong one to be this upset.

Having upset so may pistils with just his terrible syncing during test kissing, he was pretty sure he could recover this situation by just being gentle and soothing to his partner. "You don't need to be upset, I was just curious if there was a special reason and if it's just because I am, that's good enough." Being his darling was acceptable, even if he was unsure what it was all about right now. This was painful for him, why didn't seem to make sense here but then, Casper was someone who seemed to want to protect himself from anything too deep. Haru could relate to that. Ever since his stats took a nosedive where it counted most, he had to work so much harder than everyone else just to move the needle.

"I just want to continue to call you Casper, is that okay? It sounds cute." If there was a name that could suit him better, Haru was not one to think of it.

Receiving such attentions, the stamen stated still as Casper played over his body. It hadn't been very fair, the cockpit and seats required pistil to be at the mercy of others touch but not able to do much of what they might want to the other. Here was this stunning beauty with ruby horns willingly playing with his body and not even a little embarrassed at what a failure Haru was. It was enough he'd willingly go to war with the whole enemy race by himself if he had been asked to.

“You can call me Darling all you want. I really wasn't worried about it ... I'm sorry my curiosity upset you.” At first he had thought that these horns were some kind of fashion accessory, feeling then said otherwise. He was a little shocked at the hard smooth boney structures adorning his partner. Feeling that soft pink hair and the firm attached horns had him unsure if this was why everyone wanted to call him a monster. He has to have a little of the enemy's blood then... was that why the other Stamens all died after three rides?

Even though he was curious, it didn't matter anymore really. All of that was pointless information to him now that he already agreed to be with Casper till his end... however long it would be. "Hey, if you  need something, you can tell me. I'm just a parasite like anyone else, but if I can help you in some way or make you feel good, I'll do it."