(Quoting is "borked" for me at the moment.) There's always this way to end the scene, with neither absurdity nor obscenity.
I continued running my hands down his chest to his hips and
gripped the hem of his t-shirt and began lifting it.
“Please, Mary,” Shinji croaked. “Stop.
Please.”
I pulled the shirt off of him without saying a word then
kissed the hollow of his neck. “Trust
me,” I purred. “In the morning, you’ll
be glad we did this.”
“Mary, I—“
The sound of keys in the lock at the door made me straighten
up and look back. My arms no longer
restraining him, Shinji took the moment to walk away. I frowned a bit, and saw him go back into his
room. The door flew open and Asuka
stormed in. She hadn’t noticed me, so I
pulled Shinji’s t-shirt on. It was too
short, and very snug, but it was . . . appropriate.
“Evening not go as you planned, Asuka-chan?” I left the purr in my voice I had just used
on Shinji.
“No, the movie was stupid . . .” She finally noticed the state of my
attire. “Why are you wearing Shinji’s
shirt?”
I gave her a seductive smile and reached down to pick up my
towel. “Because I left this in here.” Asuka’s cute little jaw dropped as I stood
back up. “Well, good night, dear.” I kissed my fingers and blew it to
Asuka. I turned and headed back to my
room. That should stir her up a
bit. Maybe I just killed two birds with
one stone . . ..
I continued running my hands down his chest to his hips and
gripped the hem of his t-shirt and began lifting it.
“Please, Mary,” Shinji croaked. “Stop.
Please.”
I pulled the shirt off of him without saying a word then
kissed the hollow of his neck. “Trust
me,” I purred. “In the morning, you’ll
be glad we did this.”
“Mary, I—“
The sound of keys in the lock at the door made me straighten
up and look back. My arms no longer
restraining him, Shinji took the moment to walk away. I frowned a bit, and saw him go back into his
room. The door flew open and Asuka
stormed in. She hadn’t noticed me, so I
pulled Shinji’s t-shirt on. It was too
short, and very snug, but it was . . . appropriate.
“Evening not go as you planned, Asuka-chan?” I left the purr in my voice I had just used
on Shinji.
“No, the movie was stupid . . .” She finally noticed the state of my
attire. “Why are you wearing Shinji’s
shirt?”
I gave her a seductive smile and reached down to pick up my
towel. “Because I left this in here.” Asuka’s cute little jaw dropped as I stood
back up. “Well, good night, dear.” I kissed my fingers and blew it to
Asuka. I turned and headed back to my
room. That should stir her up a
bit. Maybe I just killed two birds with
one stone . . ..