*killua gives a groan as kalluto drags his hand down his chest, elbow rubbing against his brother's crotch in his urgency to cram his hands between his thighs. hearing that nickname in his voice, strained with ecstasy and love, could rewrite every cruel iteration of it illumi ever spoke, make it something just their own. it could only be better if he were causing that clawing, curling pleasure himself.*
karu...
*seeing how much he's struggling to get the right stimulation, killua wonders how he can help. he realizes, ironically, that in pushing against kalluto's elbow to stimulate himself, he's adding to the pressure of his hand, and he holds his head ducked against his chest as he rolls his body against his, a rocking ship on stormy seas.*
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Date: 2023-10-21 09:15 pm (UTC)karu...
*seeing how much he's struggling to get the right stimulation, killua wonders how he can help. he realizes, ironically, that in pushing against kalluto's elbow to stimulate himself, he's adding to the pressure of his hand, and he holds his head ducked against his chest as he rolls his body against his, a rocking ship on stormy seas.*