[Pliant, Gon's lips mesh messily around Killua's, their connection slick with saliva. Their mixed breaths and wet sounds are heavy in his ears, making the hairs on his neck stand on end. Titilated again, Gon bites his partner's bottom lip as he reaches down and strokes his bare butt, squeezing his hand around it. It's baby soft to the touch and so squishy. Killua's body is addicting like sugar. Just when he thought they were done, he keeps coming back for more, wanting another fix.]

Killua, do you still wanna...? [The rest of the words escape him, but he hopes the other boy will get what he means.]