endless airship, a hunter x hunter dressing room

*with a frustrated huff, he decides he has to do something about this, while he’s still alone and entrenched in these thoughts. as if it would alleviate his shame not to look directly at it, he slips his hand into his shorts, skimming the straining front of his underwear. another flash of heat, even stronger than when he’d touched his stomach, overwhelms his senses, and he diverts his curses to the one who left him in this state, hissing through gritted teeth.*

kalluto…