*breathing in tandem with his brother beneath him, killua listens to the syncopated rhythm of their hearts as they struggle to come down from such a high. he hears kalluto's skip out of time as he gulps, his voice echoing throughout their intertwined bones, and finally lifts his head to gaze down in wonder at the debauched mess he's made of him, flushed face smeared with saliva and bruised nipples standing dark atop his pale, shaking chest.
there's no trace left of the old kalluto that clung to his mother's side with no will of his own, just an accessory for murder. surrendered to his desires, he's laid himself bare and vulnerable on his brother's lap, unable to conceal a thing from him anymore. this is everything their reunion at the concert was leading up to -- the shedding of his old skin, his rebirth as a person all his own. it's everything killua wanted for him, and he couldn't have done it without his help.
with a full-bodied shudder of satisfaction, killua leans in to fulfill his final wish.*
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Date: 2023-10-24 04:26 am (UTC)there's no trace left of the old kalluto that clung to his mother's side with no will of his own, just an accessory for murder. surrendered to his desires, he's laid himself bare and vulnerable on his brother's lap, unable to conceal a thing from him anymore. this is everything their reunion at the concert was leading up to -- the shedding of his old skin, his rebirth as a person all his own. it's everything killua wanted for him, and he couldn't have done it without his help.
with a full-bodied shudder of satisfaction, killua leans in to fulfill his final wish.*