*killua's heart lurches as well as she takes his hesitation as rejection, and he brings her hands up to his face, pressing her fingers to his burning skin and kissing them gently in reassurance.*
no, not at all...
*still, they both have a very insistent problem to fix, and he racks his foggy brain for a solution that won't leave him feeling guiltier than he already does. again he recalls the porn he's watched, and what the men did to the women in it. while he may not be willing to do that -- he doesn't even plan on letting his dick out of the confines of his underwear, let alone go inside her -- he can maybe safely simulate it, similar to what he did with gon in the cat room after the monster had toyed with them. the thought that he might be able to turn her scary experience into a pleasurable one like he had for gon firms his resolve.*
here, i think i have an idea, if you really want to help.
*he moves to sit beside her on the couch, leaning back so his unzipped boner juts prominently between his thighs. his heart thumps with shameful arousal as he instructs,*
no subject
no, not at all...
*still, they both have a very insistent problem to fix, and he racks his foggy brain for a solution that won't leave him feeling guiltier than he already does. again he recalls the porn he's watched, and what the men did to the women in it. while he may not be willing to do that -- he doesn't even plan on letting his dick out of the confines of his underwear, let alone go inside her -- he can maybe safely simulate it, similar to what he did with gon in the cat room after the monster had toyed with them. the thought that he might be able to turn her scary experience into a pleasurable one like he had for gon firms his resolve.*
here, i think i have an idea, if you really want to help.
*he moves to sit beside her on the couch, leaning back so his unzipped boner juts prominently between his thighs. his heart thumps with shameful arousal as he instructs,*
come sit on my lap.