Topic: Darling~ (Shiz x Paranoid)

[Shiz]

Taking care of Casper was the least he could do. This man was his one and only chance to pilot a franxx, to be of use to the people. Even if it wasn't the case he was still the ideal lover, just the right height, the right looks, and the right everything else.

Taking care of his lover just seemed natural. He didn't really know that others treated Casper differently and had he known it probably would have made him do so even more. Perhaps they could do some more relaxing together the next day. The one thing they wouldn't do with Haru that he thought was normal was put him in a simulator for training with Casper. They were a delicate pair that were only for life or death battles which was very different from his routine.

Turning back to Casper as their door closed, Haru seemed to really want to smooth things over between them when he wasn't very sure how to do that. "Nothing I can do about that. You don't have to like anyone you don't want to." It was a loss though. Sanji had been a good friend and good friends could comfort Casper when he was no longer able to. Haru wasn't kidding himself, he had no confidence that he of all people would survive what everyone else died from.

It was kind of cute how Casper practically stuck his nose in the air with how he said it. He was very childish in his reasoning but it was also... very reasonable. "Yes, I expect that is how anyone would see it. Maybe if it was an assigned partnership they might have even more cause to think that way. I'm with you because I chose to be so there isn't even that. Maybe he'll stop once he gets that." While Haru didn't think it was entirely intentional, he did see a sliver of truth in it. Casper was the cause and he did know how it all came to pass, but there was no way he could say no to the superiors. Given how things went in the meeting, there was no doubt they were willing to do whatever seemed better for them to use Casper's skills and power.

"Finally human?" That was something to hear. Setting the box on the bed, he sat beside Casper and leaned over to lick the nearest horn on that pink wild one's head. "I think you're human enough for me." What was the point of being human anyway? Casper was unique, special... Haru liked him as is. "You're part Kraxo right? Some people go their whole lives wishing they were special, here you are wanting to be normal, I kind of relate to that better."

It wasn't great to say, but Haru decided he should be honest. "I'm neither, I cant even say I'm a normal stamen, no one could connect with me so I was about to get kicked from the program entirely. My scores piloting are great, but something was just wrong with me so I... I'm beneath normal even. I wasn't kidding, I have never been able to operate a franxx before now." He was being honest because it just felt right to be honest. "It's why I do things differently in the cockpit, it was the only way I could get my sync scores high enough to stay in the program. If I was too far below the threshold I'd have been kicked out way sooner."

Being honest was stressful, he glanced to Casper to see how he was reacting while leaning back on the bed with a sigh. "Hope that doesn't make you think poorly of me."

[Paranoid]

The expression on the Kraxos was solemn and peaceful. When Haru glanced over to see Casper’s reaction, the red-horned pistil had a wide half smile, half smirk plastered on his face. It was a knowing, loving look of adoration and the care of a loved one who knew something the other didn’t.

“Think poorly of you? Oh, my darling…” Casper reached a hand up to cup Haru’s face. He lightly pressed against the cheek to nudge it into a better angle to kiss. The Kraxos swiped his tongue over his stamen’s lower lip before locking their mouths together passionately. The pad of his thumb gently swiped back and forth an inch beneath Haru’s eye along the perk of his cheekbone and was careful not to scratch him accidentally with his claws.

When the kiss broke, Casper was panting and out of breath. His shoulders lightly rose and fell before coming to an even still. The hand on Haru’s cheek lowered to the man’s shoulder, squeezing it fondly. It trailed down lower and to the left, lightly tracing over the blue veins he knew were there without needing to see them through Haru’s shirt.

“To me, you are simply made only for me, and I only for you. You are my right wing, and I your left.  When we are together, my darling, we fly. You are not subpar, and I am not a magician. We are simply two halves of one whole. Don’t you see, my darling Haru? This is why I don’t believe you’ll die like the others…” The fingers that ever so lightly traced over the veins paused over the center of Haru’s heart. Casper tilted his head down and forward to gently bump his horns next to the hand on Haru’s chest.

[Shiz]

Just sight of the accepting smile was enough to ease his worries. Casper had accepted the confession well and at least he understood and saw him in a positive way. Before he could speak, those soft pink lips were on his and the sudden move was a pleasant surprise. It caused a smirk into the kiss as he accepted the warm reception in spite of thinking this might get them too excited and randy again.

Never flinching or shying away, he accepted all this affection, after all... he might just die in two more rides so what was wrong with enjoying the time before his bitter end? His arms went around Casper to rub his elegant back as their lips drove him crazy.

Those spiderweb of throbbing blue plagues over his body were fairly sensitive, but he remained still under Casper. "Wing you say? Well if that's how you see me then that's how it is." The not dying part, Haru was unsure he should say anything at all about that. He recalled seeing it, those same blue lines over his own body looking like the infant version of those same grey looking ones that had cooked the life out of the last partner of his horned beauty.

"I like how you see me, though I'm not sure I can see myself that same way. Anyhow, I think this box was left for you so you can put your things anywhere you like." Just laying here with his pistil was something he always had wanted. This was the very kind of relationship he had romanticized about as a younger lad. "Maybe tomorrow we can see if anyone else in my team will be friendly. If not, all well. I don't need anyone else, but it would be nice. Friends in a fray are better than more enemies."

[Paranoid]

Casper looked at the box and leaned over to grab it. He dragged it in front of him and pulled the lid off the top. Inside were a stack of folded clothes, a nail file, a handheld mirror, and his favorite most precious book. Once he realized what the contents were he made a noise of excitement like a child and dug his hands inside. He pulled out the book and held it up high into the air victoriously.

“My book!” The man giddily made the announcement of the beloved picture book entitled, ‘Casper’. The one who took his name from that very book in his hands brought it to his chest to squeeze and hold within his crossed-over arms, rocking his torso back and forth. The pistil had so little regard for the remaining items that he carelessly used his foot to knock the box off the bed, making it topple over and spill everything onto the floor with a clatter. Casper appeared to give not a single shit and likewise had no prior teachings to keep his stuff tidy or put away.

Casper kept a tight clutch on his book while turning his attention back to his new partner.

“What you said was funny, you know. You like how I see you, but don’t see yourself in that same way… while I don’t like myself as a Kraxos, and want to see myself as human. See, Haru? We are two sides to the same coin.” Casper hoped to reassure his stamen that everything was going to be ok and that he was accepted. His gaze cast down to his crossed feet.

“...and… well… we can try to make friends, but I’ve never made friends before. I don’t know how, Haru.” Casper pursed his lower lip and puffed his cheeks, pouting cutely.

[Shiz]

Seeing his pistil so happy had Haru watching on his side and perching one cheek on his supporting arm. How cute his partner was. "Is it now? Well you seem full of vigor now and rather happy. I guess it's a book you really love." Haru didn't really keep paperback or hard covers, they were too antique. He had a data log of his favorites on his watch to read when things were quiet.

"Its cute when you're like this, kind of makes me wish I wasn't so tired." Haru finally tore hisself away from watching Casper to tidy up the box of items. It wouldn't do for anything to be broken by accidentally stepping in the box come morning. Having to clean up after Casper was fine, Haru was a clean freak anyway. Having a messy partner would just mean some fun having someone else to clean up after.

The observation had the blue male pause. "I see. Well, that is good then right? It's good to be complimentary for a partner." Though his thoughts were starting to drift to the thought of how Casper might suffer after he let him down by dying after two more flights. This was something he wanted to be true, something he had hoped since his being able to survive from the ordeal was more useful than dying after three fights.

"It's okay, generally friends are formed naturally. Like how you and I became partners. Sometimes it's just like ... fate. I think the best way to become friends is to just be open to it and hang out with other people." If you worked towards it as a goal then it wouldn't be very real would it? Sanji might never like Casper, that could happen, but then others might get along with Casper.. maybe. "If they don't get along with you it's fine. I only really need you and you seem to want me too so it's fine."

It would be nice for others to be there for Casper... Haru was not sure he really would outlast three rounds, this first on his hard, he was tired. Gliding the box to the far side of the room, he slipped one arm behind Casper and leaned against him sleepily. His head resting childishly against Casper's shoulder. "Don't pout, I'd give in to anything if you pout..."

[Paranoid]

A swift smirk made its way onto Casper’s face. “Is that so…? Heheh… I’ll keep that in mind then~” He announced mischievously. He had every intention to use a pouty face against Haru in the future when he really wanted something. The pistol cheekily kissed the tip of Haru’s nose and leaned to the side to carefully set his book against the wall by the bed. He liked having it within view if he woke up from a nightmare. He turned back to Haru and wrapped his arms around the other’s waist, pushing him over so they collapsed side by side on the small bed.

“We’re in it together, my darling. Whether we have friends or not by our side. I promise.” It was the best he could do at a promise to try to make friends. Casper nuzzled his head beneath Haru’s chin, his horns scarcely missing the stamen’s pretty jaw. Not a minute later, the pink hair stilled and the Kraxos fell asleep.

KNOCK-KNOCK!! KNOCK-KNOCK!!

A swift series of knocks banged against the sealed door of Haru’s pod over and over several hours after the two finally fell asleep. Casper woke up first with a startle and rubbed his left eye with the back of his palm. Yawning, the pink-haired man rolled out of the small bed and momentarily abandoned his darling to see who was at the door. He cared little that all he wore was Haru’s t-shirt.

A familiar face greeted Casper’s narrowing green eyes the moment the boy pressed the button by the door to release the lock and open the hatch. Standing at the staggering height of 6’4, the slackjawed man in uniform sneered down at the scantily dressed pistil and crossed his arms disapprovingly.

“Time to wake up, little monster. Your new stamen is required to complete his training to know how to handle a nasty beast like you.” The man, known as Lt. Bridges, sneered rudely down at Casper.

“My darling doesn’t require training like all the subpar fodder you’ve given me. We proved that in battle already.” Casper spat back. He mimicked the lieutenant’s expression and posture, crossing his arms and snidely glowering up at the bald man.

“You think one measly fight determines eligibility? Even you aren’t that stupid. Or are you?” Lt. Bridges extended his index finger to roughly poke Casper square in the chest. His other hand snuck behind his back to put a palm over the taser on his belt. He didn’t pull it out of his harness yet, but his fingers were itching to yank it out to zap the Kraxos at a moment’s notice. All he needed to do was have one little excuse to whip it out and shock his favorite toy.

[Shiz]

That cute pout followed by such a devilish grin. Haru was sure it was going to be a lot more interesting around here. Even if no one ever liked Casper, at least Haru did. His partner was everything so no matter who hated him or who hated that Haru was that way.

"Of course. Even so, it would be nice to have more than just me for company." No matter what Casper would be alright after he was gone so at least he could be more comfortable if they did gain a few friends for him. Falling asleep together was something he had wanted to really enjoy more. Maybe things were not going to be exactly as he'd envisioned, but Haru was happy.

That loud knock and bickering was impossible to ignore, but Haru had tried to just turn over hoping it would go away till he was given orders. Even though he was still sleepy, Haru took to getting a shirt on and spun his watch into training measure mode. "Casper is neither nasty nor a monster, but I'll do as ordered. There is no need to worry about it. It's only more training." Those scores he was able to keep up in simulations made it obvious he could do whatever they might demand... it's just unlikely to be as effective as doing things his own way.

"It's okay Casper. Being tested is something I am used to doing. It's all I've done for the last couple years while trying to find a compatible Pistil. All you need to do is cheer me on okay?" Though Haru didn't know Lt. Bridges, he knew the type. Even though he didn't think it would come up like this or this early, the stamen was ready to pull all the stops so that he could prove there was no one but he who should kiss with Casper. "Lets get going I guess. Am I correct that I don't need that cheap training suit anymore? I can just get into the Stamen suit tubes?" Right now he was still getting used to the fact that this was all real and he was a true pair with a pistil.

Thinking it over, Haru did have something he wanted to do. "After I get this over with I think we should go see the Franxx and see if we can help make repairs." That image of Matt's corpse snuck into his head. It was pure terror how the man's eyes had remained open, his face frozen and slack. Haru could not help his thoughts drifting to how undignified he'd go out just like that. Dick hanging out of his suit and looking like a grey veined corpse drained of all life. While he was naturally concerned about his own demise, Haru wanted to face it, stand up to it symbolically by just pushing past.

[Paranoid]

Lt. Bridges dropped his hand to his side. He found himself impressed by Haru’s soldier-like initiative. He respected it, and it calmed his easily prickled nerves. He nodded firmly at the stamen before spinning on his heel, his hands now clasped behind his back.

“Follow me— both of you. As for the uniform, yes. You will now be able to use the suit tubes starting today. You and your pistil will suit up before we begin training,” the large man explained as they walked down the hall.

Casper yawned and stretched his arms above his head, flashing his genitals as he did so as the shirt’s hem rose up. He cared little to get dressed if they were about to get into their suits. He took Haru’s hand within his own and led him out of the small pod, the door closing promptly behind them. It was no wonder Casper was used to walking naked with the little patience and consideration given for his state of attire when called upon with little to no prior notice.

Once they reached the Stamen suit tubes, Casper released Haru’s hand to strip the t-shirt off his back and hop inside one of the tubes to suit up. Unlike everyone else, the suit of the Kraxos was a beautiful shade of red that matched his horns. Casper spun around as he whimsically emerged out of the tube to view his darling in his brand-new suit. It looked far more dashing than the training uniform.

Casper’s green eyes soaked in every inch of his stamen’s sexy, tantalizing body framed by that skin-tight suit. The boy pursed his lips together to let out a wolf whistle.

“Someone looks very handsome and it’s you my darling~” Casper cooed. He snatched up Haru’s hand and raised it high into the air. The smaller male spun on the tip of his toes as if a ballerina while keeping their hands touching.

“That’s enough of that. C’mon you two.” The Lieutenant rolled his eyes at the oddly affectionate display and continued on down the hall.

Their destination was a large training room that opened up after a set of double doors split apart from the middle. It was very similar to the training room Haru would’ve seen a hundred times over, but with much more space around the open-topped Franxx mock cockpit. The training unit was mounted on the ground low enough to climb inside without the need for a ladder.

Several high-tech computers and monitors have been stationed around all the walls of the room. There was also a large machine similar to an MRI scanner with a stretcher attached to it with several open leather straps and cuffs where the hands, feet, neck, and waist would be. At least a dozen soldiers with laser-scoped rifles were stationed inside ready to fire at a moment’s notice.

Casper hated this room. The moment they entered he raised his thumb to his mouth to nip at the tip of his fingernail. His vibrant eyes were considerably darkened with a solemn look of disdain.

“First, we’ll begin with a test flight in the simulator to obtain important data. Get into the riding position as you would in a Franxx.” Lt. Bridges ordered. Without turning his head, he sideglanced at Haru. “You needn’t fear for your life. The only rides that will eat away at you are in the actual Franxx,” he explained in case Haru wasn’t sure.

Casper lowered his hand and sighed in relief. Doing a mock ride wasn’t so bad, even if it was blatantly in front of a lot of people. There were the guards, Lt. Bridges, and four scientists stationed at the computers ready to read the data to soon be presented once the pistil and stamen got into position.

The pink-haired Kraxos took Haru’s hand and happily led him over to the test unit. He stepped inside along with his beloved and promptly dropped onto his hands and knees in the harness, his ass raised high towards Haru.

“You’re going to do just fine, my darling. I believe in you.” Casper looked over his shoulder with a reassuring smile in case Haru was nervous.

[Shiz]

It was likely a lot to do with his performance the other day so naturally, Haru was ready willing and fully able to prove himself. Just knowing he could officially wear the proper suit was putting him in a good mood. His method of piloting with his pistil was different, it might just be why they were insisting on this test so early and so firmly.

After yesterday, he couldn't unsee how his sexy little partner was giving that semi accidental peep show. "Wont be an issue there. I think I could train for hours right now..." Sucking his teeth with a soft low hiss, he snuck a little squeeze to Casper's slightly exposed ass as Casper left him to the stamen dressing tube. Stripping quickly, he hurried in the cylindrical glass to suit up at long last

Getting into a tube for the first time, Haru felt like he'd worked so hard and it had all been worth it now that he could be an official stamen. He'd never felt anything like this machine basically printing the suit on to his body in the basic color blue everyone else did. Stepping out and inserting the cartridge in his suit, the blue outfit just worked against his blue hair and blue eyes perfectly. He looked like he was made for that suit. Taking a moment to appreciate the feel of his gloves had him smirking at his new rank.

Haru reacted a little slowly. He had not expected Casper to spin around in a dance with him like this all the sudden. "Oh, you approve do you? I admit, I feel good in it too."

Being looked at like that had him embarrassed, a light bit of red dashed across his face and the tops of his ears. "Are you sure? I mean, seems to me that you're far more fashionable in that red. Red, hot, and perfect."

Easily catching on to Casper's intention, He allowed for Casper to dance with him in a smooth motion before pulling him in close before the Lieutenant was leading them back into the training room.

What was different about this room was that there was just the one simulator and it looked far more new and advanced than the ones he had been in before. there was usually medical equipment like the scan machines and so forth but these were a little more nefarious looking. No matter what, he was more concerned at how many lab coats and uniforms were in the room. Swallowing hard, he hoped he wasn't going to screw this up like he always did.

He couldn't let Casper see any sign of concern. It wouldn't be good if he showed his concerns on his face. That Casper also looked unnerved by the room was some more pause for thought. Casting it aside he remembered this was going to be a test of his ability annd Casper needed him to come through.

Fear was not something he had for his life. It was all about some subtle nerves that he might once more not sync when he needed to most. "I'm not afraid of something like that. Seemed like the thing that does damage is being connected while to a Franxx with its core on." Notes were quickly being scribbled excitedly that he had pieced together that it was the connection that the core sent through Casper that did all the damage not just Casper or the Franxx itself.

The reaction had him smirk to Casper while the other was leading the way to the test unit. So they were interested in the difference Haru had compared to all the others like Matt. They wanted to understand how it was that he had managed to connect with Casper so quickly and easily.

Just like anyone would, he got himself into position waiting for Casper to settle into the machine. That cute rear presented to him was already showing the open slit for his intruding and some pale pink beneath it. That alone had him hard, his cock stretching out from the suit since he never bothered to close it up properly.

"I'm not worried in the slightest. Simulators like this are just old hat at this point..." An old enemy he never got a high enough sync from. Rubbing part of his suit that offered a stream of lube from it to the length of his shaft, Haru showed more of that unique skill. His boots tilted in the simulators metal panels that were intended for a totally different purpose. He loomed over Casper, his hand working his cock before guiding himself into the hot pink pucker he'd warmed up just a little beforehand.

They wanted a show, and Haru intended to give them one Pumping hard and quick, the sync was near instantaneous as the replica cockpit roared to life and data was streaming in. Haru's hand briefly rubbed low inside that red suit to caress and work up his pistil's small slender cock. "Lets really show them what you can do." He whispered, probably to Casper... maybe the machine.

All at once Haru was manipulating the machines controls, thrusting fervently into Casper as he maintained a sync so well it was actually off the meters reading ability. The sync wasn't even half of it, Haru was quick on the draw, making the projector work overtime as it displayed a false scenario of enemies that Haru was slicing and brutalizing rapidly. More flurries of notes as the data was showing outrageous numbers. The firm pat as they came together was mixed with his heavy breaths and the simulator's churning, whirring or beeping. The eyes on him were more fuel than humiliation. Haru wanted them to see his shaft gliding into Casper's taunt hole and their expressions only caused him to swell inside of his pistil.

[Paranoid]

The moment Haru connected, the pistil’s body quivered with glee. “Ahha~! Darling~! Yes!” Caspar sang his praises without restraint. It felt too good to shower his stamen with open acclaim. They were performing flawlessly together and in perfect sync. Every twist and flex of the Franxx’s arms in the digital display showed agility, intuition, and excellent skill.

“We’ll kill them all, my darling~! Aha~! Ah!” Caspar eagerly shoved his ass against Haru’s dick and moaned from the unique angle it hit his prostate. The lubed-up hand on his cock drove him absolutely mad. The audience was in shock at the erotic performance. Yes, it was natural for a simulation to get steamy, but this was something else. It was straight out of the long-lost art of pornography.

“Cease the simulation.” The voice of Lt. Bridges boomed around the room, and the simulator was shut down instantly. The holographic visualizations of the faux battle shut off and disappeared.

“Why?! It was barely a minute! Turn it back on!” He protested. Caspar whined and bucked his hips angrily.

“Huh, that’s unlike you.” Lt. Bridges arched a brow and stepped closer to the test Franxx unit. Caspar glared so hard at the man that the bridge of his nose crinkled like a hissing cat.

“Both of you get out.” He ordered gruffly.

Caspar wanted to spit in the man’s face or swipe his claws across his cheek. However, he didn’t want to do anything that might get Haru in trouble, too. The pink-haired man sighed heavily with extreme exasperation and got off the saddle, parting his tight entry from Haru’s hot cock.

The pistil remained exposed by both the slit around the crack of his ass and his cock that swung from jumping off the unit onto the tile floor. He placed a hand on one hip and waved the other in the air.

“C’mon, c’mon. What’s next? Hurry it up already. We want to get out of here and do important things. My darling and I have plans.” Caspar explained impatiently. The important thing he was referring to was the promise to attempt to make friends today.

“Your plans can wait. There are far more important things to test first. Your performance scores have never been this high with any of your prior stamen, which is…” The large man glanced at Haru briefly, before looking back to Caspar. “Unprecedented.”

“Sir, we have an analysis ready! I have a proposal attached in addition to this.” One of the many scientists raised a digital pad into the air and hurried over to the lieutenant. Bridges grabbed the device and read it over quickly, his thumb flicking through the paragraphs of texts that were theses in regards to the data just gathered from the test pilot.

“This is… unexpected. I see we’ve been taking the wrong approach when it comes to our unique specimen.” Lt. Bridges looked down at Caspar with an interesting look on his face. His eyes lowered to the boy’s crotch. As the man turned around, for a brief moment a smirk could be seen forming on his face. It was accompanied by an eerie aura as he walked over to a cabinet next to the lab computers.

Caspar huffed and started to tap his toe on the floor in frustration. This was taking too long and the good part happened way too fast! Now he felt pent up and needy for more, and no doubt Haru would be suffering blue balls if he didn’t finish sooner or later.

Lt. Bridges returned with something metal in his hands. He approached Caspar with a dark gaze and without a word crouched down to line his face with the pistil’s cock.

Caspar blinked profusely, utterly perplexed. “What are you— hey! That area belongs to my darling!” The pistil jumped as the large soldier grabbed his balls and penis with his large hand and began to situate the device onto them.

“Remain still or I’ll zap you,” the man warned sharply. Caspar froze, but his face grimaced and formed a hateful scowl. For now, he obeyed and remained still.

Once the metal device was situated, it harnessed the entirety of Caspar’s cock and used a metal ring to clasp around the base of his balls. At the top of the device was a lock with a key, and at the tip of the metal sheath was an open hole to allow piss or cum to seep through. It was a cock cage. The device would force Caspar’s meager penis to remain small and prevent an erection no matter how turned on or pleasured he was, as the diminutive size of the encapsulating metal was only enough to accommodate the length in its flaccid state.

Lt. Bridges turned the key to lock it in place. There were two keys on the ring. One was removed and handed to Haru.

“You will not remove the cage from your pistil unless you are called into battle. If stimulation to your pistil’s penis causes such a reaction after being limited of said stimulation as it has been per protocol… then this will ensure to keep it reacting that way.”

Caspar’s jaw dropped, his green eyes wide like marbles. “That’s not fair!” He yipped. He only just got to experience how great it was to have someone attend to his dick full-heartedly! He didn’t even get to experience Haru’s mouth yet! The boy wanted to cry. His hands desperately grasped at the metal, but no sensation was produced through it to his penis underneath.

[Shiz]

Just the feel of Caspar's body reacting to him was enough to fully encourage his to impress. That anyone would think anything of his reaching for Caspar and giving his sex some added attention was beyond his comprehension. Sure, others didn't really do so in fights because it was more attention they needed to pay to their Pistil and other Stamen leaned far too much on the ease of their connection where Haru worked for his. The kiss commenced perfectly as their sync opened all those pathways to the Franxx system. Haru couldn't say too much in the simulation since he was so focused on working the control to further impress. He was not going to slack off here, though maybe he could have eased up... should have.

Being told to stop and having everything shut down as the wicked grin had just formed on Haru's lips, he scowled at having to stop. Eyes skittered over to Lt. Bridges, hooded and showing just a little more irritation than he normally would for an authority figure. Those hips bucking against him won a groan but Haru tried to remain sensible in this situation. "C-Caspar, easy now..." More to calm his partner from getting too wild before they parted and left the simulator. The way people treated Caspar irritated Haru. This was his pistil and yet everyone acted as if they were the ones who were going to be killed by their relationship not him.

For Haru, he had to slide his soaked and hot rod from the sweet haven of Caspar's rear before they could do much of anything. Slipping his boots back into the normal pose and lifting himself away Haru made space as his partner seemed just pull himself fromm Haru's cock and off to give a piece of his mind over the whole ordeal.

Unlike Caspar, Haru took the time to tuck his cock away under the rubbery suit and caught a little late the strange exchange of information. "More important things to test? Isn't the goal to kill the enemy? I've never heard of something more important than those results." He was new to being a stamen with a partner, but this was all he had devoted himself to all these years, it struck him as strange that they would worry about something other than victory.

Haru was not unfamiliar with what was coming next. This was usually a punishment, this was something they did if you failed to perform or if you got caught fucking off the clock which everyone did but wasn't supposed to be doing. "Hey... Caspar didn't do anything wrong what are you doing!?!" Seeing his lover being punished for no apparent reason had him nearly move to stop it. Insubordination? That was not his ususal behavior...

Accepting the key, Haru did not look happy about this even then. He liked touching there, loved to just hold Casper close and feel nothing between them. This was not something he wanted in the slightest.

"Before doing something like this... you haven't even seen if it's any different when I don't touch him there..." He knew he was better off not saying, he knew from his own personal experience... that was one of his tricks to getting a good enough connection to not get kicked out. His other moves were part of it too, Haru's skill and focus on it was just too difficult for others who tried to mimic his technique. They would lose pace or track of enemies in the simulation. They didn't have to work very hard at all to get a good connection, so it was not something they tried to really improve on anyway.

It really was not fair at all to Caspar. How could they do something like this to him? He didn't do anything wrong but they were so obsessed with keeping the numbers like they were that they would torment Caspar for it. Even if he hated this, he knew that there was no way he could raise a fuss with all these soldiers trained on them. Biting his lip, Haru decided to just play along for now. "... I was out of line. I apologize. As you say, I'll make sure to follow orders..." Even as he said it, there was a clear tone that he didn't like this one bit. His voice struggled to carry respect and his eyes betrayed him easily. He liked Caspar free, wild and happy. They wouldn't be together long and then things might just go right back to his painful life. Haru wanted his time with Caspar to be carefree and warm. Anything else was reserved for the enemy.

No matter what, he'd find a way to get that thing off him. Haru and his friends called them Killjoys. No one really got locked out of their lover like that unless they really screwed up. Caser and he were doing what they were supposed to as Haru saw it. "What's the next order ... sir..." A little promise in that "sir". He'd make sure that they got even one way or another. Pocketing the key in a compartment in his suit for now, he had to think of a way to get around the device for the time being. Wanting to comfort his pistil, he gave a comforting pat to his back,

[Paranoid]

Though he looked unimpressed, Lt. Bridges did at the very least listen to Haru’s statements. Haru was a special specimen, not too much unlike Casper, given how well his results showed with the monster and no one else. It was vastly intriguing. Because of this Haru may find himself earning special privileges compared to the others in due time— that is, if he survives that long.

“Hm…” The large man paused and made a thoughtful noise while staring intently at Haru. “If what you say is true then we’ll simply test it. We’ll confirm whether the technique you’ve discovered works— that stimulation post a lack thereof gives higher results. If the data is not consistent, we will act accordingly.” He nodded firmly and pointed to the faux-Franxx head behind them.

“As for your next order, get back into the simulation unit and try again. We’ll see if you’re right and if there are varied results if his penis isn’t stimulated. If the results are the same, we’ll remove the device. However, if it proves that your pistil does not perform the same without the stimulation, we’ll continue with having him wear it unless stationed within a Franxx. It’s imperative we do whatever is necessary to achieve the top results when a real battle comes into play,” Lt. Bridges explained. Basically, if Casper performed best when only stimulated in very specific circumstances, then he would be forced to keep the Killjoy on and only be allowed to remove it when in a Franxx. On the other hand, if his stats were the same when his penis wasn’t tended to, then there’d be no reason to wear the cock cage and withhold him from touching it outside of battle.

It was fortunate for Casper that Haru was there to comfort him, and give him subtle touches like the pat to his back. Those narrowed green eyes remained venomous and hateful while bearing up at the lieutenant. The pink-haired boy turned around angrily to get back into the simulation unit with every determination to obtain just as high of a score if not higher than when Haru touched his dick. The clenched fists at his sides hinted at his worry that such a thing would not be the case, and he’d be trapped unable to let Haru play with his dick in private. He wanted to be licked and sucked on, though! Casper had never experienced such a thing but had given hundreds of blowjobs himself.

As the two got back into position, the lieutenant continued to speak.


“Regardless of the results of this little test, you will be issued equipment to help you manage your pistil to be sure he behaves. A handheld taser will be provided to you. If the taser is activated three times in a row, the voltage will automatically increase.” Lt. Bridges acted as if Casper were a wild animal. His voice was monotone as this was information he’d repeated to every stamen ever assigned to Casper.

[Shiz]

That Bridges was going to call his bluff had not been something he was expecting. Ignore him, sure, but give him a chance to try and free his partner from this trap? It was annoying in its own way. Gritting his teeth hard enough that his jaw was getting sore, Haru was on rapid fire full of thoughts how he could manage to get Casper and he to sync again.

"..Fine, guess we will." The only good thing about this was Haru did have some thing he could try. This was for the liberty of his pistils body. It would make their short time together and Casper's whole life in the future should Haru die be a constant torment. "What I'm doing is more than just touch. I'll get his entire focus on me. You'll see." He was just better at focusing and touching his pistil during the ride, Haru didn't like having to expose all of his tricks like this, but if he had to give a little just so Casper could be free, that was fine.

These were not ideal circumstances, but Lt. Bridges was at least entertaining his claims and that was better than nothing. Pulling Casper in as they returned to the simulator, he whispered some encouragement. "It'll be okay. Just don't think about that thing. Imagine it's just me holding you back so we can cum together. I wont let you down. So just enjoy it all." Having something holding Casper back wasn't a fair test. Getting those rolling orgasms going was a key part of numbing his pistils mind to fully immerse in the Franxx. He was no expert on how that all worked, but he knew his part in it, knew how to make his partner a drooling mindless twitching mess of pleasure... the rest was up to the pistil and their ability to connect.

Listening as he clicked his boots back into place, Haru placed his hand on the small of Casper's back to further comfort him. This couldn't be comfortable with that thing strapped to him like this. Talk of tasers and equipment to control Casper had him sigh and close his eyes. There was no way in hell he would ever hurt Casper like that... but... it was a weapon. Stamen normally had to get promotions for that. If he could use one then he could protect Casper and that was reason enough to accept it. "Good to know, but I don't believe I will have to use it."

The gloved finger slipping into Casper's tight little hole while he listened for anything else Lt. Bridges had to say. Reaching up on the cockpit control, Haru eased himself back inside his pistil's warm and silken insides. Leaning more than he needed to, Haru's breath was on Casper's neck as he reached up his lovers chest with one hand to rub over those pink soft nipples through the crimson suit. Gliding over both his his hand stretched between the two hidden peeks, Haru kept his pace slow at first, working in sensitivity first so by the time the virtual launch sequence finished the very suit itself would do the work his hand was now. "You're mine, so don't go thinking about anything or anyone else..."

"Enemy sighted!"

Haru pulled back and got back into the simulation making sure to excel every bit as much as he had before. If there was just one slip who knew what they would do. Slamming his cock into Casper, he was a little more forceful, making sure that his thrusts moved Casper against the seat he was pressed to so the pistil's suit ground into those sensitized nipples as he worked the enemy over as he worked his pistil into pleasure. Just as he was slaughtering the enemy, he was about to bite Casper's shoulder if he wasn't getting a high enough score with all of what he was doing. Every trick he had to do to get Casper free of that stupid device...

[Paranoid]

As his bright-colored orbs scanned the room, Casper nearly lost his focus and risked disconnection. Sweat leaked down his forehead and shoulders when he noticed the man in charge of the room staring at him dead in the eyes. However, his partner commanded his attention. Casper moaned and blurred out his focus to keep everything he had latched onto Haru.

“I’m… I’m yours, my darling… Only yours…” Casper rocked his ass back against the rough penetration and kept in time with Haru’s thrusts. “Mn! Mm! Mnn~!” Even with the cage preventing an erection, each violent thrust felt viciously good against his prostate. Casper’s soft cock kept vigorously attempting to inflate but was forced to remain flaccid in the small cage. Nevertheless, copious amounts of pre-cum leaked from the head and dribbled down from the slit opening in the top of the cage.

Bridges wasn’t happy to be called out like this where his assertions were challenged and brazenly proven false. He boldly marched forward to get as close as possible to the strapped men in the hologram rig and quietly stared at Casper right in the eye.

As planned, Casper’s shoulders started to heave up and down from a sudden bout of rough panting as the eyes of the gruff man eerily bore into his own. However, Casper was warned to not let anyone else get in the way! He shifted his gaze to look over his shoulder and catch Haru into a chaste, heated kiss. Doing this lessened the harsh shuddering and lessened Casper’s sudden heaviness back to being light and airy. When this happened, the pair went from being completely surrounded and encased by a dozen Klaxos to blasting all of them away with a single blow.

“Yes~! We can … ah~ we can… can do this if we are together!” Casper didn’t need to look at the monitors to know their connectivity was impressively high and spiked in comparison to what it was when they started.

[Shiz]

As much as everyone believed that the onus was on the Stamen, it was the Pistil that made the connection. If the pistil couldn't make the connection or wasn't feeling the stamen then nothing could happen. As much as he was sure his performance for Casper was going to help them connect, Casper had to push past so much distraction and the horrible restrictions on his body. This was more about Casper than himself as he could only manage so much. If he was wrong there was no risk to himself, but Casper would have to be caged and constricted.

"That's right...mine... my pistil..." It felt so good, just hearing himself be able to say it and know it was true. No one else could even want to pair with Casper but it was even more rewarding when he had been the one to say it out loud. "You're so tight... perfect." It was usually the number one reason for a pistil's retirement, they became too loose or just couldn't get off anymore. It was important to get that sexual tension high and often that did lead to ill effects. Casper was the perfect pistil in that he never would and never could become loose.

The temptation to spank his pistil and keep the attention to the feeling not the man trying to stop their good connection. It would be another trick that he didn't want to give up, but seemed that his pistil was able to keep on task with his stamens feverish pace.

Just as quick as it felt that they had to jump into it, the simulation suddenly lacked any sport of the hunt. Hungry for the fictitious blood of the digitized enemy, Haru growled feral and battle starved into a breath. "Are you not satisfied? Shall we start it again? I can go for hours if I must." This was a side of him they probably had never imagined. When pushed, when forced into an unfair position, Haru was a warrior through and through.

Notes were being taken furiously by some observers, the simulation seemed to stammer from having all the enemies obliterated simultaneously like that. They how of it was there, thoughts he might have cheated came and went as there was just no way.