*killua digs the heel of his palm into his crotch, hips bucking at the blistering pressure. he needs it, needs more. his heart thumps erratically between shaking lungs, breath hitching as he finally parts the fabric of his underwear and pulls himself free.
as his hand wraps hot around his arousal, no curses escape him, just a deep, throaty groan.*
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Date: 2023-10-02 02:31 pm (UTC)as his hand wraps hot around his arousal, no curses escape him, just a deep, throaty groan.*