endless airship, a hunter x hunter dressing room

*killua doesn't think it's okay, clinging tighter to her in a silent apology. this only brings them closer together, pressing his crotch against her skirt, and he gasps when she acknowledges his affliction with a brush of her fingers.*

n-no way, i couldn't ask you to do that...

*that would make things even less okay. but the bubbly drinks he consumed buzz like bees in his ears, making it hard to hear his own rational thoughts as his body bucks up into her touch of its own accord.*