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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      ノラガミ_|_Noragami
  Relationship:
      Yato/Yukine
  Character:
      Yato_(Noragami), Yukine_(Noragami)
  Additional Tags:
      Dubious_Consent, Rough_Oral_Sex, Dubiously_Consensual_Blow_Jobs, Hand
      Jobs
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-03-29 Words: 1646
****** To Teach a Regalia ******
by Ascentimber
Summary
     After a series of occasional stings from Yukine, Yato figured out the
     reason why and decided to teach his regalia a way to control himself.
     Unfortunately, no one ever told him that Yukine's more than just a
     handful and that teaching a teenager is hard, literally.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
After Yukine's purification ritual, Yato scarcely experienced any of the aching
pains he used to feel from Yukine. However, the pricklish pains he seldom felt
these days was of similar nature to the one time he caught Yukine sleeping with
Hiyori. As such, Yato has grown convinced that this little Regalia of his was,
and is, mostly oblivious to knowledge regarding the matter of... sex and
decided that he'll put an end to Yukine's problems today.
Getting home, or to be precise the Binbougami's house, after an extremely
tiring day, he felt a minor sting during Yukine's tutoring session with Hiyori.
This convinced the track-suit clad god to proceed with his own tutoring session
for Yukine. So, after Hiyori left, the two had the house to themselves. The
Takamagahara summoned the gods for a colloquy, so Kofuku and Daikoku had left
the house in Yato's care.
Yato tried to approach his Regalia before doubting himself. He's extremely
tired, and his Regalia is technically fourteen years-old. Yet, as immortal
beings, they'll live forever and he doesn't want to keep putting up with the
occasional stab of pain and the scolding he had to give afterwards for an
eternity. And so, as they say, there's no turning back.
 
Laying on his back, he called for the boy as he's cleaning up the house after
Hiyori left, "Yukine, Yukine!"
"What is it? Can't you wait for a sec?", Yukine replied after a few seconds,
his voice conveying mild irritation.
"Come on Yukine, it's as if they'll notice when they come back tomorrow. Get
here quickly, I wanted to show you something!", Yato called once more, with his
voice lowering down in volume.
"You DO know we live in their house, right? It's the least we can do for them,"
countered Yukine sharply. "What is it anyway? It's probably another stupid
trinket you bought, isn't it?"
"Just get up here when you're done...", replied Yato one last time as he dozed
off.
.
.
.
"Wake up, wake up, you useless god! You called for me and now you're asleep?"
shouted Yukine as he shake his god in an effort to wake him up. When Yato
seemed to have gained a modicum of wakefulness, he stopped. "Ah, yes, that.
Sorry, you're taking forever down there and I WAS tired." Yato mumbled
something of an excuse as he scratched the back of his head. "Anyways, about
the thing I wanted to tell you, and also show you..."
"I've noticed that you still occasionally sting me these days and I'm tired of
it." Started Yato as Yukine's face morphed into an expression of confusion.
"Yep. Once or twice a week, usually during Hiyori's tutoring session, you kept
stinging me and I think I know what's your problem." Forming a small smirk
while Yukine's face slowly gained a pinkish tint, Yato continued, "You're hard,
aren't you?"
"D-don't say it like that, track-suit! I can't help it, okay? It's not like I
stop having... uh, uh, that kind of situation since I became a Regalia, right?"
Yukine tries to explain himself while stutterring in response to Yato's
previous statement.
"You do know there's a way to handle these kinds of situations, as you put it."
Yato spoke once more as he stripped off his pants.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Yukine screamed, his face red as Yato finished taking
off his pants and was about to drop his undergarments. "Showing you how to take
care of your erection obviously, showing is the best form of teaching after
all." Yato answered, taking out his dick while standing up.
Yukine quickly shielded his eyes, despite allowing himself to peek out from a
small opening between his fingers. Yato's erect member was average, about five
and a half inches, with relatively short hairs at the base. Whilst Yato began
pumping his hands up and down his shaft, Yukine found himself intrigued and...
turned on by the display of self-pleasure. "You see, the gist of it is just
keep rubbing it up and down until you feel like something's going to burst. You
can do it by youself, but for now, try it on my penis and then I'll reward you
by helping you later on."
"Now, do it." commanded Yato. Yukine was split. He was somehow intrigued by
Yato's hand and the upward-downward motion it administered on his shaft and how
would it accomplish anything, but it seemed disgusting. Yato slowly approached
Yukine and Yukine moved back until he was cornered on the wall. Yato then
frowned and with a growl commanded Yukine once again, "Do. It." Afraid and also
intrigued, he reluctantly did as Yato said, touching his god's dick and then
wrapping his hands around it. "Good, that's how you do it." Yato said as he
closed his eyes, enjoying himself.
A minute into Yukine's awkward stroking, Yato then abruptly stopped Yukine's
hands and grabbed at his Regalia's pants. "For your lackluster performance,
this is your reward!" and rubbed the younger's package from the outside, "Stop
it, this isn't prope- AH!" Yukine's protest died in his throat as he began to
thrust his hips into the god's hand. Smirking to himself, Yato pulled the
blond's pants off, along with his underwear.
The god couldn't help but stop as his eyes widened. His Regalia's member was
surprisingly large for a teenage his age, approximately six and a half inches,
a full inch larger than he is, and it's not even completely erect. He's
surprised, and somewhat envious, but it's not an unwelcome surprise, he
supposed. Licking his lips, he firmly grabbed shaft with one hand and stroked
while curling his hand, with the other fondling the younger's balls. "Ah,
god... Urgh!", Yukine moaned as he uncontrollably thrust his crotch upwards.
Lowering his head and crouching down, Yato then pointed the Regalia's cock at
his nose and licked the underside of the now fully hardened, seven inch cock.
With him tiredly licking around the head for a minute or so, Yukine's moans
slowly grew louder by the second.
After what felt like an hour of pleasure for Yukine, his god decided it was
high time to proceed onto the next step. Once again, Yukine's moans stalled and
he squealed as the god of calamity proceeded to engulf half of the throbbing
shaft inside his mouth.
The god instantly regretted it. Yukine, suddenly drowned in a sea of pleasure,
then bucked into his mouth with surprising force, and if not for him being a
god, he would've barfed. If previously Yukine's hand were grasping at the mat
below him with his back on the wall, he now unconsciously grabbed Yato's head,
grasping the black hair tightly as he bucked his hips into Yato's head again
and again.
Yato tried to push his Regalia of with all his might, to no avail. Even with
both hands, the one prodding Yukine's ass had freed itself a while ago, he
couldn't muster enough energy to shake Yukine off. The god was just too tired
and Yukine was acting on instinct, his grip tight on the god's head and hair,
and a rythmic thrusting ensued. Yukine was also not tired, he had barely done
anything today beside his scheduled tutoring session. And so, for a minute that
felt like forever, the black-haired god was trapped between his Regalia's
thighs as his mouth was mercilessly fucked by a pleasure-driven Yukine.
Some thirty seconds later, his throat was sore and he wasn't sure whether he
could stay conscious through the ordeal. He couldn't think coherently, not with
a boy's disproportionately large cock fucking him into oblivion. He could only
instinctively pleasure himself by pressing his crotch on the floor below him
while the Regalia made the god his personal cock-sleeve. Yukine's mind was a
jumbled mess as well, he hasn't experienced such pleasure during both his life
and afterlife and all his pent up sexual energy had just found a way out.
However, pleasured as he was, Yukine was surprisingly resilient, unknowingly
lasting for a minute before he approached his climax. In the meantime, Yato
was, for a lack of a better word, broken. His arms had gone slack, his
exhaustion had gotten the best of him as he absent-mindedly rolled his hips to
rub his cock on the floor, knowing he probably couldn't talk properly tomorrow.
As a result, when the Blessed Vessel felt he was about to burst and thrust
especially deep into the god's throat, Yato came first. Yato's own instinctual
attempt at climaxing, along with the sudden thrust of a seven inch long dick
into his mouth and throat, triggered the god's climax. Cumming inside his own
underwear, he was spent. He could feel his last threads to awareness snapping.
Sadly, he didn't faint fast enough. Yukine then came a moment after he had,
with a shout of his name as the boy pumped his mouth with thick cum. He
swallowed once, twice. It's too much, Yukine never released for the month or
two he had lived as a Regalia and now it flowed out like a broken dam. His last
thoughts as Yukine dropped his head on the floor and before slipping out of
consciousness were him wondering whether he should punish Yukine for this.
Yukine saw white stars, growing larger until it's all blindingly white for a
moment. Releasing his god's head out of his rather painful grasp, with arms
falling limp beside him, he shuddered as his climax neared its end not twenty
seconds after. Breathing heavily, he gasped as he realised the predicament he
was in. He saw that Yato had fainted and laid onto his side, but he looked as
if he had died, with viscous, white substance that Yukine recognised afterwards
as his semen slowly seeping out of his still open mouth. It's like a crime
scene, he thought, with a seemingly-dead body of a poisoning victim.
"Fuck."
End Notes
     Result of a bet. Fml.
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