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Yogi hated pain. He hated pain like a lot of people hated pain, but also more. Yogi hated pain like a cat hated water or a little kid hated the dentist. Okay, so Yogi feared the dentist (aka Akari-sensei) more than hated him (Akari-sensei was actually a good guy! Just scary as all hell) but the point was still valid. So, Yogi hated pain, he really, really hated pain, and he hated getting hurt, and he hated when he had to be *fixed up* after being hurt.
"Ow!" Yogi squirmed around, but his arm was held in a painfully tight grip by Hirato. Tsukomo-chan had left around half an hour ago, which was about when Hirato had decided it was time to take Yogi's pants off. Yogi was sitting shirtless and pantsless in the ship's infirmary and there was no old man or Tsukomo in sight.
Hirato had probably planned all this.
"Stay still, Yogi." Hirato finished swabbing at Yogi's arm and then strapped a cotton ball and a large bandage to the wound. The wound on his stomach had been taken care of by the old man first hand, but then he had wandered off to do *something* and hadn't come back. "Now." Hirato pushed Yogi back onto the infirmary bed.
"Why don't you tell me why you allowed Yotaka to hurt you so badly?" Hirato's hand trailed down Yogi's chest and then painfully pinched a nipple.
"Ow!" Yogi squirmed. "Hirato!"
"Yogi…" Hirato pinched Yogi's other nipple. "You haven't answered my question."
Yogi looked up at Hirato defiantly, but when Hirato gave his nipples a twist he caved.
A little.
"Because I knew he was being controlled?" Yogi started off, but then Hirato scratched nails down his chest and poked at the compress across his stomach. Yogi yelped and twisted, but Hirato's other hand held him down. "B-Because…" Another poke, and Hiraot's hand is now on Yogi's thigh, moving upward. Yogi knows what comes next with punishment.
"Because he was Gareki's friend!" Yogi let loose. Hirato's pinching and scratching paused.
"Will you hesitate if another 'friend' if Gareki's turns out to be an altered-human?" Hirato asks, low and serious, and Yogi knows that this isn't about whether Yogi'll be able to kill someone but about whether Hirato can trust Yogi around Gareki and Nai. Gareki and Nai are in danger, and for some reason Yogi is sure it has more to it than just Nai's Karoku and Gareki attacking Mine. Yogi's instincts (which tell him Gareki is a good person and that there is more to Hirato than meets the eye and that Eva is trustworthy if mean) are rarely wrong.
"No." Yogi says, truthfully. It wasn't like a stomach wound or two would kill him, but he wasn't going to let Gareki and Nai get that close to being hurt again. It was obvious that the two of them wouldn't follow instructions and *stay back*.
"Good." Hirato's hand closed around Yogi's limp penis and began stroking. "Punishment is over then."
"Ow!" Yogi squirmed around, but his arm was held in a painfully tight grip by Hirato. Tsukomo-chan had left around half an hour ago, which was about when Hirato had decided it was time to take Yogi's pants off. Yogi was sitting shirtless and pantsless in the ship's infirmary and there was no old man or Tsukomo in sight.
Hirato had probably planned all this.
"Stay still, Yogi." Hirato finished swabbing at Yogi's arm and then strapped a cotton ball and a large bandage to the wound. The wound on his stomach had been taken care of by the old man first hand, but then he had wandered off to do *something* and hadn't come back. "Now." Hirato pushed Yogi back onto the infirmary bed.
"Why don't you tell me why you allowed Yotaka to hurt you so badly?" Hirato's hand trailed down Yogi's chest and then painfully pinched a nipple.
"Ow!" Yogi squirmed. "Hirato!"
"Yogi…" Hirato pinched Yogi's other nipple. "You haven't answered my question."
Yogi looked up at Hirato defiantly, but when Hirato gave his nipples a twist he caved.
A little.
"Because I knew he was being controlled?" Yogi started off, but then Hirato scratched nails down his chest and poked at the compress across his stomach. Yogi yelped and twisted, but Hirato's other hand held him down. "B-Because…" Another poke, and Hiraot's hand is now on Yogi's thigh, moving upward. Yogi knows what comes next with punishment.
"Because he was Gareki's friend!" Yogi let loose. Hirato's pinching and scratching paused.
"Will you hesitate if another 'friend' if Gareki's turns out to be an altered-human?" Hirato asks, low and serious, and Yogi knows that this isn't about whether Yogi'll be able to kill someone but about whether Hirato can trust Yogi around Gareki and Nai. Gareki and Nai are in danger, and for some reason Yogi is sure it has more to it than just Nai's Karoku and Gareki attacking Mine. Yogi's instincts (which tell him Gareki is a good person and that there is more to Hirato than meets the eye and that Eva is trustworthy if mean) are rarely wrong.
"No." Yogi says, truthfully. It wasn't like a stomach wound or two would kill him, but he wasn't going to let Gareki and Nai get that close to being hurt again. It was obvious that the two of them wouldn't follow instructions and *stay back*.
"Good." Hirato's hand closed around Yogi's limp penis and began stroking. "Punishment is over then."