bodyswap room (nsfw)

[devil_or_angle]

*killua and gon are exploring the halls again, testing the handle of each door as they go. killua's riding the new skateboard he got from alluka, cruising along without paying much attention to where he's going. when the next door he tries opens up, he zooms in without a second thought, calling excitedly back to gon.*

hey, gon! i found one!

*he turns around to view it with a triumphant grin that quickly falls from his face when he takes in the familiar ballet studio and realizes that he's been here before. he turns around to try and stop gon from entering, but he's too late.*

w-wait, don't come in here--!

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[devil_or_angle]

*killua sticks his own tongue out, happy to have his height back so he can leer over gon again.*

your body sure liked it.

*skateboard under his arm, he starts to lead them down the hall toward the underwear room. he sets the board down outside and steps in, letting his soiled clothes be ripped from his body, all aside from his soaked underwear. he's surprised by just how much he came -- alone, he rarely soaks through two layers of clothes. but with gon, his orgasms have been getting stronger and stronger, and judging by the evidence he suspects the one gon had in his body might have been the strongest one yet.*

c'mon, let's get washed up.

[gonmorow]

So did yours!

[The room hijacks his clothes, leaving him chilly in just his apple printed boxers and huddling against Killua's hot side for warmth. He takes the brave plunge and breaks away from Killua, hurrying into the bathroom and turning on the heater first thing.]

I-it's always so cold in here!

[He comes face to face with himself in the giant mirror. His body, just as he saw it in the studio--except he himself was occupying it now. Still a little razzed by the experience, he holds his hand out to his reflection and watches it copy him.]

I still can't believe we were each other a moment ago. Hey, Killua...do you always feel that amazing when we play together?

[devil_or_angle]

*killua follows him into the bathroom, skin prickling into goosepimples all over from the cold when they pull apart. he shucks his boxers off immediately, eager to run himself under the hot water, and finds himself staring down at his own body, so different from how it looked when he last looked down at himself in gon's. his stomach flips at the still-vivid memory of gon's cock straining between his legs instead of his own, sure that he'll never forget it. he looks over to see gon examining himself in the mirror, and crosses his arms over his chest as he gruffly responds, cheeks blushing pink.*

well, we've only done it a couple times, but... yeah.

[gonmorow]

[Gon discards his boxers next to Killua's and starts the shower, stepping back in recoil from the initial burst of cold water.]

T-then I'm happy my body can please you like that..

[He blushes when he says it, looking away yet his crimson face remains unobscured in the mirror. He supposes he feels special with Killua. Lucky. To Gon, Killua was irreplaceable, but he wonders if Killua would ever have a bond like this with anyone else the way he's been with Pitou. Gon worries he'd get a little jealous and feels guilty.

Gon holds his hand out in the water and notes that it's warmed up. He picks up the head and points it at his messy junk before holding it out for Killua.]

[devil_or_angle]

*flushing brighter, killua scratches at the back of his neck as he glances sidelong at gon's naked body, gaze lingering on his crotch as he sprays it down. he can't stop thinking about how he now knows what it feels like for gon when he touches him -- what it feels like just for gon to be around him. that burning desire he'd felt flaring in him when he looked at him... it could warm killua where he stands. he takes the showerhead, but instead of turning it on himself, he keeps it pointing in gon's direction, rinsing warm water over his legs.*

hey, mind if i...?

*he pumps some soap onto his other hand and holds it up, intending to lather gon with it.*

[gonmorow]

Hm? Oh, yeah, go ahead!

[Gon steps a little closer so Killua can access him easily, his eyes scanning over the sharp ridges of his boyfriend's ribs, over the dip of his bony hips. Living in that body felt great, but maintaining it must've come at such a high cost. Without thinking, Gon reaches out to touch them.]

Hey. Do you enjoy being you, Killua?

[devil_or_angle]

*killua's brows raise as gon reaches out to touch him too, confidently doing exactly what killua needed the pretense of washing to. he rinses gon from the neck down, then sets the showerhead back on the wall and places both hands on him, rubbing the suds into his chest as he contemplates the question.*

i'm glad to be back in my body, but... that doesn't mean i really like it.

*he looks down at the hands tracing his bones and huffs a sigh, bringing them to the surface.*

it barely feels like it's mine at all.

[gonmorow]

[As he waits for Killua's hands to soap him up, his smile is flipped upside down at the resigned confession. He enjoyed being in that body for the same reason Killua disliked it--it didn't feel like it was his.

Simpleminded, Gon naively tries to think of a way to console him knowing the answer wouldn't come that easily.]

Then..what if we found a way to make it yours? There has to be some way, right?

[devil_or_angle]

*killua’s heart aches as gon consoles him, appreciating that he cares but finding the situation quite hopeless himself. his eyes are dark and dull when they meet his.*

this body was made to kill. and now that i don’t do that anymore, i don’t know what it’s good for.

*he turns his attention back down to gon’s body, intending to use the task of lathering him to distract from his troubles. but he soon falls still when he feels gon’s heart thumping against his palm and remembers how it had surged inside him when his own body had rocked into his.*

but i guess… being with you…

*he moves his hands lower, spreading suds down gon’s stomach and remembering how its muscles had clenched as he neared orgasm, how his cock, now soft under his hands, had strained and spasmed, all because of what his body was doing to it.*

and seeing how good it can make you feel…

*he brings his hands back up, smearing soap up gon’s sides before resting them on the hips that had jerked against his in the throes of utter pleasure, all thanks to him.*

…it makes me think maybe there could be more to it.

[gonmorow]

I'm happy you don't kill anymore. But hm, there has to be something!

[Hazel eyes focus down on pale, working hands as they lather over his heart. A thin blush spreads over his cheeks at the way Killua stops there, feeling its steadily thumping. Killua's words continue in between movements and Gon stays still for him, his gaze focused on him intently as he listens.]

You mean that..? If I can make you feel better about your body, I want to, Killua! To me, your body is wonderful, regardless of what task it was sharpened for.

[devil_or_angle]

*killua grabs some more soap and steps around gon to rub it into his shoulder blades, then trails down his spine to grope his ass, the skin still angrily flushed from being pressed into the bar for so long. he grins, wondering if it’s still sore.*

if it can keep making you feel as good as it just did, then maybe i’ll start to like it, too.

[gonmorow]

[His blush thickens with more heat at the sensation of eager hands feeling up his ass, fingers prodding at that mark left by the bar.]

Ow! It's really sensitive there, okay? Be gentler please..! But wow, I hope that day comes soon. Seeing you loving your body would make me the happiest!

[devil_or_angle]

yeah… i hope so too.

*killua can’t help but pull a smirk at gon’s little squeal, chuckling as he lets him go and reaches for the showerhead to start rinsing him off.*

sorry. but your body seemed to really like it… maybe i should be a little rougher next time.

[gonmorow]

[An indignant heat spreads through Gon's cheeks as he imagines Killua playing so roughly that he leaves a bruise on him somewhere. Or even better, a hickey or love bite. As always, his imagination is somewhat too vivid for his own good. With the soap, the shower head rinses away such thoughts.]

Hey Killua? Next time, I, um...want you to leave a mark on me, okay?

[When Killua's done with the shower head, Gon takes it and rinses him off before grabbing some of that apple scented soap and applying it to Killua's chest. Gon turns him around to face the mirror and gets behind him, his breath on Killua's neck as he wraps his arms around him and spreads the suds down his torso.

Gon kisses his neck.]

See that? That's mine.

[devil_or_angle]

*gon's request sends a jolt up killua's spine. despite his former teasing, his stomach twists conflictingly at the thought of actually marring even an inch of gon's perfect skin, watching it glisten enticingly as he turns the water on him instead. but if that's really what he wants... killua will find a way to repurpose the teeth and claws his family honed for murder to give his partner pleasure instead.*

...okay.

*he lets himself be turned toward the mirror, getting a glimpse of his body entangled with gon's, tanned arms reaching around his middle to spread the suds over it almost reverently. he swallows thickly as he claims him, the bulge of it clearly visible in the reflection. he thinks he'll be able to come to love his body a lot sooner, if he gives it all to gon.*

[gonmorow]

[His hand dips dangerously low, soaping up the other boy's member before pulling away and taking care of his back, every ridge lathered. He takes the head and pours water over his back and front, giving special attention to his dick. Once he sees no more suds in the mirror, he kisses Killua on the neck before stepping away.]

I'm going to start loving you double. No, triple what I do now!

[The boys dry off and change into their newly cleaned clothes before enjoying the rest of the night cuddling in the Cat room in front of the tv.]