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*their mouths break apart in a slap of spit when kalluto wails, doubling over as his fingers mash the button he's just found. it seems his inner nerves are still intact even without a point to access them, just like the ones that sting when kalluto twists killua's nipple, causing him to draw in a choked gasp. pain like this, he's used to, breathes through it and hunches over to gather kalluto closer to his chest, lessening the pull. his arms hold him secure as he writhes and moans, angling his hips so his jerking elbow grinds into his own enshrouded erogenous zone. all the while he watches, lips parted to pant, feeling unusually lucid and seizing the opportunity to soak in the sight of his brother in ecstasy.*