Action and Consequence

Disclaimer: Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro, its plot, and its characters do not belong to me. No money is being made off of this fan fiction.
Title: Action and Consequence
Rating: M
Pairing: NeuroxYakoxGodai
Summary: Yako and Godai are reaching a melting point, mostly because of the detective agency and its head, Neuro. Neuro’s attempts to resolve the situation are foiled by his own curiosity and the results are unexpected.

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It had begun to rain a bit. Yako didn’t mind. She was still in shock. A small part of her said that it was not that big of a deal- it was just one kiss of many to come, and not even on purpose either. Yako gave a small hiccup nevertheless. It was not on purpose; the kiss was forced upon her by that slave-driver she worked for. Obviously Neuro didn’t mind her kissing others. Yako reached a street corner and waited for the sign to start walking. Her stride faltered mid-step. ‘Wait, I don’t care that Neuro doesn’t care that I k…kissed Godai. He’s hardly ever cared for what I’ve done anyway, unless it interfered with his case hunting. Still, to make me kiss Godai…’ With that final thought her musing came full circle until she was left once again with the thought that her first kiss had been taken forcefully by a man who she had not feelings for by the hand of a demon who she had slight feelings for. Yako huffed angrily as she walked into the park. Seeing a bench underneath a tree, she decided to sit.
‘Well… ok, I have to calm down. I’ve known Godai for many months now. He’s practically a good friend. He’s not bad looking either… I mean…’ Yako paused to contemplate this trail of thought. ‘Well… He’s handsome I guess… when he’s not trying to kill you. He dresses nice, isn’t filthy, and has at least some morals.’ Yako thought.
“Yako?” Yako jumped at the sound of her name being called. Godai was standing right there, and from the looks of it, had been for awhile. “I called your name a few times. You OK?” Yako blushed and nodded. They stood there in silence for a few moments.
“You came all this way in the rain just to check if I was OK?” Yako asked incredulously. Godai frowned slightly.
“Well, Neuro sent me running after you to make sure you didn’t hurt yourself, in case you spaced out in front of traffic or something.” Godai muttered. “I wanted to make sure you were OK too,” he added quietly. Yako simply stared, in shock. “Well, it was partly my fault OK! I’m just taking some of the responsibility, unlike some people I know.” Godai explained in a rush. Yako simply nodded and looked away to save him some of the embarrassment. Godai sighed. “Look, let me walk you home. It’s not good to be sitting in the rain like this.” Godai made a sudden movement, and suddenly Yako could no longer feel the rain on her head. ‘Godai-san’s jacket…’
“Thank you, but I’m all right. Won’t you get cold, Godai-san?” Yako asked. Godai shook his head vigorously, obviously trying to act mature and manly. Yako stifled a small laugh. ‘This is kind of awkward, but sweet.’ “Well, then, thank you.” Godai nodded briskly.
“Well, lead the way. I’ll walk you home.”
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The walk home was fairly awkward. Neither person spoke, both immersed in their thoughts. Every now and then, they would ponder on the shared silence and the moment grew even more awkward. Finally they reached Yako’s home.
“Here we are.” Yako announced needlessly, opening the door and stepping in. Godai followed soon and looked at the modest home. “Please make yourself at home. I’ll go make us some tea.” Yako said, removing her shoes and stepping in. Immediately she noticed she was leaving puddles of rain water on the ground. “Um, I’m going to go change first. Yikes, you’re wet too, Godai-san. Would you like a change of clothes? I mean, I think my dad’s clothes might fit…” Yako said, mentally sizing Godai up. She ignored the stabbing feeling in her heart at the mention of her dad.
“Yeah sure. Won’t your dad mind though?” Godai said. ‘Both about me wearing his clothes and me being here,’ he mentally added. Yako faltered only for a second before continuing up the stairs.
“No, it’ll be fine. Please come up, I will show you where the clothes are being kept.” Yako called down. Godai followed her up to her parent’s bedroom and waited as Yako explained where the clothes were kept. Yako shut the door behind her. “Come downstairs when you are done. I can put your clothes into the dryer so please bring them with you,” and with that Yako was gone. Yako stood in front of the door for a few seconds before shaking her head vigorously and heading to her room.
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Godai went downstairs and immediately heard the sound of water boiling. He went into the kitchen and saw Yako making the tea. She put the water into another ceramic kettle with the tea in it to steep. Two cups were placed next to the kettle on a tray. Yako brought out an array of snacks (mostly for herself, Godai assumed) and also placed them there.
“Do you need any help?” Godai asked, making himself known. Yako jumped a bit; obviously she had spaced out again. She turned and smiled, then paused. Godai was wearing some of her father’s work clothes. He wore black slacks and a long sleeved, button-up work shirt. Yako caught herself staring in the nick of time. ‘Oh my gosh, he looks… professional, or something.’
“No, no. I’m fine. Do you have your clothes with you?” At this Godai handed her his clothing. “Ok, let me go put this in the dryer. Help yourself to some tea!” Yako said cheerfully. She disappeared around the corner. Godai shrugged. He grabbed the tray and brought it into the room with the TV. Setting the tray down on a coffee table, he poured himself some tea and drank it, letting the heat warm his body. He gave a small sigh. A noise from somewhere in the house told him that the dryer was on. Yako soon came back. “OK, that’ll be about a half hour until they’re done.” Godai nodded.
Yako sat down and made herself a cup of tea as well. Together they sipped their tea in silence. They just sat, listening to the dryer… and sat… and sat… Godai looked over at Yako only to see she had spaced out again. He gave a sudden angry sigh. Again, Yako jumped.
“Look, it wasn’t that bad was it? I mean, I get it was your first and all, but really, it couldn’t have been that bad.” Godai blurted out, annoyed. Yako blushed. Godai huffed again at her lack of response, offended. He muttered, “Even if it was that bastard’s fault, it couldn’t have been horrible. Everyone said my kisses were good.” It was becoming apparent Godai had wandered off into his own mind. He suddenly looked at her expectantly.
“I uh… It wasn’t … uh…” Yako was at a loss for words. “I mean, I guess it was… good… but I don’t have anything to compare it with…” Yako blushed. Godai remained silent. The silence grew until Yako was finally forced to look up. Their eyes met. Something changed in the atmosphere then. The air grew heavier, more forceful, and that force seemed to be pushing them closer.
‘What… What are we doing? We don’t even really like each other… Well, I guess it couldn’t hurt. Just this once… I feel lonely… ’ Yako’s thoughts flashed before her mind in a discontinuous jumble. Everything, from the man’s gaze to his clothing seemed to weaken her resistance. Godai’s thoughts were just as torrential.
‘Well, I just broke up with my girl… We’re both alone right now… What the hell, why not? Just one time…’ Godai concluded. He eyed her small form but always came back up to rest upon her face. ‘That innocent face…’
Their lips met. It was soft for scant seconds before gaining passion and need. Yako latched onto what comfort she thought Godai was presenting, and Godai latched onto her, needing the reassurance of touch. Yako was inexperienced, but willing to follow Godai’s lead. Soon the world faded away and there was just, ‘these arms and this hair and this mouth pressed up against mine oh god…’ His hands tangled themselves into her hair just as her arms wrapped around his neck, each pulling the other harder into their need-driven kiss. Yako was pulled flush into Godai’s body, one hand still buried in her hair, the other twisted around her waist. Finally they came apart, Yako panting to catch her breath and flushing madly, Godai breathing a little hard, a slight blush dusting his cheeks, and his eyes half closed and clouded with some emotion Yako had never encountered. They sat there, neither removing their arms from the other, just relishing in the moment of passion they had just indulged in.
“Well, humans. Rutting in such a place as this? Hardly seems proper.”
Both occupants of the couch immediately whirled to locate the voice, only to find that the speaker was currently on the ceiling out of arms (or heavy projectile’s) reach. Neuro had apparently been enjoying the show from the start, if the look on his face was anything to go by.
“N-Neuro! What are you doing here?” Yako cried out, just as Godai screamed the same question, but with an admirably larger amount of obscenities. Yako readjusted her arms around Godai’s neck down to his shoulders. Neuro homed in on their entangled appendages and his smile grew. With faultless grace, he righted himself and landed in front of the pair.
“Don’t stop… Aren’t we trying to improve worker’s relationships?” He said, softly, the smile never leaving his face, though his eyes narrowed. Yako saw that they were glowing with some emotion that almost always meant he was planning something. Yako unconsciously moved a little closer to Godai, pressing her body against his by the smallest increment, that even that much was enough to elicit a gasp from the older man.
“Ah! I’m sorry; did I hurt your legs?” Yako asked, studying the other’s face. Godai simply shook his head and was about to respond when his eyes suddenly focused on something behind Yako and widened. Yako was about to ask, “What now?” when the couch dipped down somewhere behind her. Godai’s arms moved to Yako’s upper back, as if to clutch her closer, which Godai was entirely prepared to do. Yako then felt another arm join his around her body. She felt breath on her ears, moving the soft hairs on her head with each exhale.
“… Don’t worry.” Neuro’s voice came softly from somewhere by her shoulder blade. Then there was a mouth, licking, suckling, and nipping at her neck. Yako had a sudden, sharp intake of breath, before letting out a series of gasps, each perfectly timed with Neuro’s motions, her eyes sliding shut. Neuro’s hands roamed over her clothing, simply pressing and touching through the cloth. Godai’s breath hitched as Yako tilted her head back with a soft whine. Neuro moved up from her neck to suckle where her ear began. Suddenly, his eyes flashed towards Godai with a pointed look. “You… participate. Surely you do not want to be left out. After all, we are all in this together.”
Godai stared, not once having removed his arms, yet not spurring them into action either. His face remained flushed. He looked torn between jumping in and ‘participating’ or jumping up and demanding a halt to the madness he was witnessing, although participating seemed to be winning. Finally Godai moved forward and claimed Yako’s lips once again, his hand on the back of her head pushing their mouths together.
Godai moved from Yako’s mouth to nibble along the side of her jaw opposite of Neuro. Yako let out soft, unsure whimpers.
“W…What are you doing? I don’t know…” Yako whispered. Neuro simply smiled into her skin. Godai stopped however, looking hesitant. ‘Yako is still in high school, she probably has no idea what we’re about to do…’ Godai looked ready to stop. Neuro, however, silenced him with. a sharp look.
“We are pleasuring you, worm… Humans share pleasure and affection in this manner, do they not?” Neuro said, his tone only slightly more compassionate.
“They do…? I, uh… really?” Yako muttered, obviously confused enough to have no idea as to what she was saying. Neuro, recognizing an advantage when he saw one, concentrated entirely on the teen’s sensitive neck, using it as a distraction. Only Godai noticed when the demon’s hands traveled up the inside of the front of Yako’s shirt. Neuro traced shapes into Yako’s skin, never letting up on his assault of her neck. Godai felt himself grow warmer as he took in the scene before him. His pants seemed tighter, and it was only getting worse. He gave a shaky sigh and closed his eyes, clearly torn between fully participating or stopping the teen from continuing. Just then, Neuro moved his hands up, brushing over Yako’s small breasts, massaging them softly.
Yako’s throaty moan went right through the former yakuza. Instantly he felt all his blood travel down, almost bucking into the young body in front of him. His mind was filled with the sound of heavy breathing from both of them and Yako’s occasional moans and gasps. Neuro smirked into Yako’s neck when Godai leaned forward and gave the girl a passionate, desperate kiss. He plundered the girl’s mouth mindlessly, drinking in her whimpers. His hands traveled down her backside, to her legs and back up again.
Yako was simply overwhelmed by sensations filling her entire being. The lewd sounds coming from her own mouth would have shocked her at any other time, but for some reason all she could focus on was the mouth at her neck, the mouth on her own, and the hands roaming her body. All of the sudden, she had no shirt, but she only noticed because Neuro’s mouth was trailing its way between her shoulder blades, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. Godai brought his hands up to caress her breasts, pulling away from her mouth briefly.
Neuro grinned widely. Neither slave noticed, being too absorbed in their own pleasure. Yes, his plans were falling in place neatly. With both slaves brought together like this, they would without a doubt be tied to him. This much about human psychology, at least, he was able to understand. Neuro bucked his hips forward sharply, a swift, completely calculated move. This caused Yako’s hips to press flush against Godai’s. Godai gave a loud, throaty groan at the sudden friction, but still managed to throw a glare towards the demon. Neuro ignored him expertly, making the other man grit his teeth. Using the leverage from the armrest behind him, Godai lifted his hips to grind against Yako’s. She was again pushed into a third body, that of the demon‘s behind her.
“G-Guys…? This isn’t a… a contest…” Yako breathed, each word formed on a gasp. She adjusted herself somewhat, so that each party could get comfortable. Godai was mostly lying down on the couch, leaning against the armrest of the couch. Yako was on top of him, knees to either side of his hips, and Neuro was crouched behind her. Godai frowned a bit at having the other man on his legs, but in the end was completely distracted by the shirtless girl in front of him.
“Hm. Do not forget who is in control, slaves… All your pleasure, all your desire will be a result of my manipulations…” Yako, leaned up to look at him curiously, but her breath caught in her throat. Somehow, he had taken off his clothes with neither of them noticing. His scarf was still in his hand, but the rest of his clothing was nowhere to be seen. Bare skin met her back, and in an instant her pleasure doubled. Neuro gave the girl about 1.5 seconds to absorb all this before her head was forcefully pushed down onto Godai’s chest.
“N-Neuro! What are you-!!?” Yako’s cry went unheeded. Instead, Neuro tied her wrists together with Godai’s with the scarf, which then promptly melded with the couch. Idly, Godai thought he heard snickering from the piece of cloth.
“Oi! What the hell do you think you’re doing?! Untie me right now! I ain’t the type to get turned on by this, especially from you!” Godai yelled, trying very hard to think past the fact that Yako’s breasts were being pushed into his chest. Yako simply looked up at him, embarrassed. Sensing that their pleasure was decreasing, Neuro pulled away somewhat, and settled out of both their sights.
“Neuro, I don’t know about this… don’t you want to wai...” Yako stopped mid word, her mouth hanging open, her mind clearly somewhere else. Godai looked confusedly up at her. She shuddered then, shaking down to her core. “What is that…? Are you…? Is that your… your t-tongue?”
Sure enough, Neuro was licking the girl through her panties. There was just enough pressure applied to it that she could feel it, but not enough to bring her anywhere near climax. He brushed his fingers up and down her slit, applying pressure there too. Slowly, sensually, he slid her panties down, kissing her flesh as it was revealed, bit by bit. He felt her shaking with pleasure, and a little bit of apprehension. Godai, it seemed, was completely absorbed in watching Yako’s pleasure filled expression. Neuro frowned and brought knee up between the other man’s legs. Godai cried out, bucking, which in turn upset Yako’s position.
“Dammit were you listening to me or not?! I said-!”
“I’m sorry, were you speaking? It sounded as though your barks were trying to deny the pleasure I am handing out so graciously.” Neuro said, his usual blank face replaced with a completely devious one. “Sex is sex. You humans all enjoy a good rut, so why not take what is being offered?” With that, Neuro began to slide his tongue into Yako.
She moaned so loud and so long it was like a scream. Any argument Godai had died in his throat as the knee began to grind into him. A palm settled on his crotch to add further friction. Soon both humans were gasping, shaking, and moaning. Neuro eventually freed Godai’s erection from his restraining pants and let it bob in the air. Neuro willed some lube he had procured earlier into his hand from his pants pocket, mentally bidding the bottle to open and deposit some of the cool substance onto his hand. That hand caressed the base of Godai’s cock, the other alternated squeezing and rubbing Yako’s ass. Neuro smiled triumphantly. Yes, above all, he was clearly the master here. He began to pump the other man in earnest. Godai thrashed beneath the Yako, who had started to kiss and lick his chest. She pulled herself up to Godai’s face, using her arms to tilt his head down, and they kissed long and hard. Yako shuddered. She was close. Neuro sped up the administrations to both humans.
Yako came first. She threw her head back, arching against Godai’s body while pushing herself back onto Neuro’s face. Her thighs shuddered with the effort of maintaining that position and the strength of her orgasm, her first orgasm with another being. Godai grunted and yelled as he came as well, the hand at his dick milking it for all it was worth. Neuro simply endured both orgasms, drawing them out. As Yako’s died down, she suddenly pulled away from Neuro and all but collapsed onto Godai.
Neuro looked bemusedly at both of his panting underlings. He lifted his hand and the scarf fell away from their wrists. Godai’s arms slowly made their way to Yako’s body, resting there a moment before lifting her up. Godai sat up and settled both of them into a more comfortable position. He couldn’t really bring himself to look at the demon. He had enjoyed it, just like that monster had said he would. ‘Doesn’t mean I have to tell him that thought!’ Godai thought, and brought his head up to give the demon a piece of his mind. The words however, died in his throat. The look Neuro had on his face was absolutely predatory. The fluids from both slaves left residue on his hands, face and chest. He was currently cleaning off the glove that had worked on Godai with his tongue, all while smiling and looking at the two of them.
“Ha… You performed beautifully, little humans.” Godai bristled at this not-compliment, but Yako only tiredly shifted her head towards him.
“Neuro… what about you?” Yako asked. Startled, Godai looked down, expecting to see a straining erection, but saw that the demon’s pants were still firmly in place. Neuro glanced down at the girl and for a moment his expression changed. Yako’s breath caught at the soft smile, and Godai could only look on in shock at the exchange. It only lasted for a moment however, before the sadistic Neuro was back again.
“At the level you are now, you cannot possibly hope to slake my lust. It would be a folly for me to even begin to try and mate with either of you. We will gradually work to a level where you can withstand my pace and stamina.” Yako gaped at him, the idea that they would be doing this again sinking in place. “Oh and, before you decide your newly discovered sexuality is like a starting gun going off at a race to fuck as many other humans as is humanly possible,” the blank look on his face clearly suggested he thought they might do this, “I have placed my mark on you, making you mine, and I will know if you have been with another. I don’t recommend you try it…” The last phrase contrasted the innocent face Neuro put on, making Godai and Yako think for sure, ‘He’ll kill us both! Or rape us!’
“… Wait, mark?” Yako twisted around searching for it. While looking, she spotted Godai’s. There, a little above and to the left his manhood (Yako blushed severely) was a small, pinkish-red bit of flesh, like a newly made scar. It was vaguely triangle shaped, like a fang, or claw, had punctured that area. Yako lifted up her hand and felt along her back. Sure enough, on her shoulder blade, was another small triangular mark, big enough to be noticed with little effort, but small enough to be overlooked.

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A/N: I apologize for any inconsistency. I had written about half of this before… like a year before, and then I opened it back up and finished it in two days… If there are any major, full-blown inconsistencies between chapters please let me know! ILU GUYS! <3