It has been four years since I met Yato
And his Regalia Yukine.
It took me two years to finally realize that the love I felt for Yato wasn't a friendly love or even sisterly love.
I was in love with Yato
Utterly and completely
In love.
At first I just kept it normal. I thought maybe it was just a crush and I would get over it . That like most it would wither away but, it didn't.
Day by day the more time I spent with him the harder it got. I felt I had to contain this desire .
So after months of containing it I just decided to just avoid him. I had to keep all these new feelings in check.
You all are probably wondering why I thought it best to avoid. Why not just tell him?
Of course I would tell him I'm not afraid of rejection but, a relationship of ours could never work. Yato is a god. I Hiyori Iki am a human. Im no immortal I would grow old and become fragile. While Yato stayed beautiful I would wrinkle and I would die.
I'm not vain I do not only care for looks or myself I care for Yato. I'm not going to be around forever but he will. He shouldn't have to live with the pain of the loss and I just would never allow that to happen to the man I love.
So for days I avoided him. I stopped going to see him at the shrine. I avoided following his scent. His sweet irresistible scent.
Sometimes late at night or early in the morning I can feel his presence watching over me, but he hasn't tried to talk to me. And for that I am grateful.
So some nights when his scent begins to overwhelm me and I'm filled with such longing for those piercing blue eyed and night sky colored hair.
I find my left hand traveling to my cloth covered breast and sqeazing the already pebble hard nipples through my shirt. Slowly my right hand slides to my pajama bottoms, and underneath my underwear i reach between my folds and find my clit. I find it and rub and squeeze and flick. Gasping aloud "Yato!" As I climax.
Its not until I am recovered from the waves of pleasure do I realize I was being watched.
