*if her disappointment wounds his heart, her mention of the monster that molested her cracks it in two. killua pulls away, sitting back on her thighs as his hands clutch her shoulders.*

alluka...

*ignoring the way he continues to throb over the thought of her touching herself, he scoops her up into a hug, burrowing into her hair. the front of his jeans strains against her even as he gives a shuddering sigh.*

i'm so sorry that that's... what started it... but i'm glad you've been making yourself feel good.