endless airship, a hunter x hunter dressing room

*kalluto's hair brushes killua's nose as he leans in to rub their faces together, bodies now pressed fully flush. with a swell of his chest against kalluto's, he breathes his scent into his lungs, enjoying the way the citrus notes of his perfume are punctuated by the smell of the sun soaked into him. he wraps an arm around him again and spreads his hand between his shoulders this time, spanning the spread of the blades beneath his skin.*

neither do you.

*he begins to move his hand slowly lower, walking his fingers down his brother's spine.*

i want us to be able to trust each other. can we try that?