[NSFW] future dildo touching room / the mall

[awuka]

[Enjoying her newfound freedom, Alluka decides to go to the first place she'd been meaning to check out--Hot Topic. Every so often, the choices would change, so she was hoping to find a new selection of options to add to her ever-expanding closet. Today, she was wearing the outfit Killua had picked for her the other day because she liked it so much. Her strawberry milk sweater was soft and fuzzy and warm like sunshine. Her denim overall skirt is smooth with textured brass buttons and a pouch on the front.

On the way there, she spots a familiar red silhouette in the distance and gets excited immediately. Alluka takes off immediately, running down the hall straight for him.

She halts just in front of him, her exertion audible in her voice.]

Pairo! Hi! What are you up to?

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[phantom_memory]

oh!

*of course, a clothing shop would have some sort of private space for people to try out clothes before they buy them. having never been to one before, it never even occurred to him. he feels silly for getting so flustered, trying to will the blush from his cheeks as he hides behind the curtain.*

thanks...

*pairo sets each article of clothing down on the bench beside him, then starts removing his own garments piece by piece, folding them all into a small pile. when he's down to just his underwear he reaches for the jingly pants, pulling them up to his hips fumbling to figure out how to fasten them. they seem to have some sort of... teeth... in the center, and a button he can slip through a hole. he does the latter, finding that it seems secure enough just like that.

the shirt and arm sleeves are easier to figure out, and once he's got them all on he pulls open the curtain, stumbling a little on the cuffs of the pants.*

h-how do i look? do you think the pants are too long...?

[awuka]

[Alluka gets excited when she hears jingling through the curtain. She can't wait to see him in his new outfit!

When Pairo stumbles through, she's there to catch him in case he falls. But she notices his zipper sticking out of his pants. She simply laughs, reaching down to pull it up for him.

Pulling away, he looks really cute like that, his cheeks so pinchable that she can hardly resist.]

You look really good, Pairo! The pants might be a littletoo long, though. Maybe a smaller size would be better?

[phantom_memory]

*pairo goes rigid as alluka reaches down without warning and yanks his pants closed, his vertebrae lining up with the teeth of the zipper. he grips her shoulder as his lips part in a surprised gasp and his face floods with heat.*

o-oh... thank you...

*released from her grasp, he wobbles on his feet as he tugs at the lengthy fabric, still flustered at how forward she is.*

i guess so...

[awuka]

[Pairo looks cute with blushing cheeks to match those sleeves. Alluka brushes her fingers through his bangs, pleased with his appearance.]

Want me to get you a size down? Or do you wanna try something new?

[phantom_memory]

*pairo looks up at her in a flustered haze, the blue pools of her eyes drawing him into an otherwise unreadable face.*

y-yes please, *he stammers, then realizes she might misunderstand and amends:* i'd like a smaller size, i mean.

[awuka]

Okay~! Just wait here!

[She recalls what size they first picked and goes off to hunt for a smaller size. Soon enough, she comes back with it and delivers it into Pairo's hands.]

Here you go! I hope it fits this time! Remember your fly!

[phantom_memory]

*pairo listens to her leaving and coming footsteps, frozen to the spot in some kind of fear of making a fool of himself if he moves. when she piles the new pair of pants into his arms, he flushes and nods, turning around slowly and murmuring,*

i won't forget...

[awuka]

[Alluka waits patiently outside the waiting room, humming to the Paramore song playing on the speakers.]

[phantom_memory]

*pairo zips up the other pants and this time doesn't stumble as he exits the dressing room, though his face is still a little flushed from his mistake before.*

i think these fit!

[awuka]

[Alluka wows at the reveal. It's such an edgy style for a young boy like him, but the way it drapes off his small frame is so enchantingly cute that she could faint.]

They look so good on you! You're really handsome, Pairo! I wish I could take a picture...

[phantom_memory]

a picture?

*he assumes she must mean a photograph, something he's heard of but never seen, and not just because of his damaged eyes.*

what could you use to take one?

[awuka]

A camera, of course! But I don't have one... a camera room would be so great, wouldn't it?

[phantom_memory]

*pairo tilts his head, brow furrowed in thought.* are there any other stores here? maybe we can find one...

[awuka]

There are lots of stores! I haven't seen any besides this one, though. Wanna go right now?

[She's smiling, excited about spending her afternoon with her adopted sibling.]

[phantom_memory]

sure! *he's so excited by the prospect of exploring that he immediately takes an eager, fumbling step forward and has to catch himself on her arm when he suddenly realizes he's forgotten something.*

oh, let me go get my clothes first.

*straightening himself back up, he walks back into the fitting room and gathers his clothes, folding them over one arm before rejoining alluka.* lead the way!

[awuka]

Woah, be careful Pairo!

[She's surprised, but she smiles when he grabs her arm. This is what being needed feels like. It's significant because of how different it is to how being needed by Killua feels. Killua doesn't typically need her protection on his own. He wasn't a bumbling and clumsy child, but an absurdly and unfairly powerful one with razor sharp precision in his every movement, even his breaths. Now that Alluka thinks about it, she's unfairly powerful too, putting her in a position of extra-responsibility over Pairo. She wants to introduce Pairo to Nanika sometime and spoil him like a proper big sister should.]

Here, take my hand.

[She interlocks their hands and squeezes his, enjoying his warmth on her bare skin yet again. Alluka giggles airily at the thought of how much she must look like Killua now, the person she looks up to the most.]

[phantom_memory]

*as alluka's fingers entwine with his, pairo finds himself blushing again, glancing up at her with a bashful smile.*

thanks...

*he never wants to be treated like he's incompetent -- despite his disabilities, he can take care of himself -- but somehow alluka's fussing doesn't feel patronizing as much as warmly protective. it's not quite like kurapika, who always treated him like his equal; it almost reminds him of his mother, bound to him by a sense of responsibility and love. is this what having a big sibling is like?*

[awuka]

Mhm! Now, let's go find a camera!

[She takes him out of the store and window-browses the stores. Clothing and food make up the bulk of the stores, but there are toy and candy stores too. Alluka spots a store with no windows and a pink neon sign in cursive that spells "Cumshots ♡." She turns and points even though Pairo can't see.]

"Cumshots.." That might be it!

[phantom_memory]

*pairo squints up at the shop as they approach, seeing nothing but a piercing blur of pink light.* cumshots? *he repeats in a dubious tone, unsure what that name could imply. his nose wrinkles with uncertainty.* are you sure?

[awuka]

[She's unsure herself, but they'll never know unless they look!]

I don't know..I mean, it has shot in the name! We'd better check it anyway.

[She takes him through the door. It takes her a while to fully adjust to what she sees inside, in which case she tugs on pairo nervously.]

Nevermind, this isn't it...let's go.

[A diverse selection of phallic objects line the walls, making Alluka gulp thickly. All around her are dicks at every height-- thick, veiny ones in all colors. Some small and pink like Killua's, and some big and dark. She had never seen an adult's penis before, so the sizes are shocking to her.]

[phantom_memory]

i guess...

*still unconvinced, he follows her inside, squinting to make out anything in the dim lighting of the store. his heart skips when she suddenly changes her mind, worried that they're in some kind of danger.*

what? what's in here?

*he reaches out to the nearest shelf and curls his fingers loosely around one of the rubbery objects sitting on it, unable to wrap them all the way around the hefty, tube-like shape. brow furrowing, he runs his hand down to its base, where it swells into two round, wrinkled orbs, much like a massive pair of...*

...oh.

[awuka]

Well, it's- ummm-

[She flushes, not knowing what to say. She attempts to pull him away from the shelf but before she can, he starts groping the big, throbbing cock on display.]

Pairo! That's a-- a penis!

[She's curious. It looks so..big, with thick, bulging veins and huge testicles. It's a tan color, looking nothing like Killua's. She kind of wants to touch it too..]

[phantom_memory]

*even though he’s already well aware what it is from his thorough examination, he suddenly snatches his hand away from it at her exclamation, a deep flush spreading over his face.*

i-i know! but — why?!

[awuka]

[She remembers the toys she saw the boys use in her mangas and averts her gaze from Pairo. She didn't know the word "cum" because she's only seen words like "seed" and "ejaculate" used to refer to the sticky substance.]

Um... uh...I think it's for, umm, personal use... this whole store is full of these...toys...

[She spots a shelf full of what looks like clear soap dispensers and tilts her head, confused. When she looks closer, she sees the word "lubricant" on the label. She immediately realizes what it is and recognizes that it's something she so desperately needs to do the kind of stuff with Killua she wants. She quietly pockets one of the bottles, hoping Pairo really can't see her acquisition.]

[phantom_memory]

personal... use?

*pairo is completely baffled, clasping his fingers open and closed anxiously like they need to be washed. the only use he can think of for these would be peeing, but why would you need a rubber mold of a penis when you already have one?*

is it... like a prosthetic...?