Oni no Ou to Chigire - Chapter 1 Pg 18

His body, familiar with self-pleasuring, would get unsurprisingly hard almost to the point of pitiful. Every time it happened, Tokimori would shake off Yato hot on his heels and end up jumping into the bathroom. Dont do it yourself, Ill finish you off, Yato would complain noisily, but a 40cm demon wouldnt be able to do that sort of thing, nor did he want him to. No matter how many times Tokimori told him angrily, dont touch me without my permission, no matter how many times he pleaded with him, Yato shamelessly would not comply. Hed answer back, yeah right. The reason Yato picked up that cheeky behavior was of course Tokimoris own fault. Even though feeling good from being teased by Yatos small doll-like hands was embarrassing, he didnt dislike being touched by him. Because to Tokimori, Yato was cute. At first it felt like a house cat playfully begging for physical contact, but now the contradictive and hypothetical thought of what if Yato was the same size as me would float into his head. At his age, with his nonexistent history of lovers, and being absolutely forbidden from getting his hands on any sort of media that would elicit sexual feelings, the reality of the situation was, he had no choice but to let his imagination run wild. He couldnt help but imagine what it was like to normally kiss someone that wasnt a 40cm small demon or how it felt to use both arms to hug someone and have them hug him back.