undies room (nsfw ;3)

[devil_or_angle]

*killua steps out of the cat room and leads gon down the hall to a tricky little room he'd discovered with alluka several weeks prior.*

once we go in, it's not gonna let us leave without taking a bath.

*he steps inside and allows himself to be stripped, watching as all their clothes peel off and stick to the blank walls around them. down to just his soiled underwear, he grins sheepishly at gon.*

...but when we leave, our clothes will be be clean, too!

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[gonmorow]

[Gon eagerly watches as Killua climbs up, unable to contain the excitement laced in his smile. Then Killua drops the towel, exposing his body to Gon. He'd just seen him with it off a little while ago but Killua was being shy then. Now, something seems different about him. Like he was glowing with a new kind of determination.

What do you want? The words sting his heart directly and send desire pooling in his stomach. His next words are heavy and dripping with need as he reaches out and places his hand on the boy's hip bone, drinking him in with his eyes as he makes a decision.] You're so gorgeous, Killua. I want to...to touch you.

[Also on his knees, Gon ghosts his hand dangerously close to Killua's arousal. Before he gets there, he looks back up to Killua, a serious look in his eyes.]

...May I?

[devil_or_angle]

*gon’s hand finds killua’s hip and he already feels like he might burst, his stomach tightening to keep everything in. but the full force of gon’s desire, focused entirely on him, is so intense it feels like it’s flaying his skin off, laying him open and revealing how desperately, clawingly-screamingly he wants this. nodding mutely, he swallows the rising hysteria in his throat and presses his pelvis forward into gon’s touch.*

[gonmorow]

[Killua's hips move against him and he notes that he's just as eager as he is. Nodding back at him, intent-filled hazel eyes shift under downturned eyelashes, falling down to the red-hot arousal between Killua's legs. He admires the way pale skin stretches taut over little engorged veins and runs his finger over them, his breath hitching in his throat. He moves his fingers up over Killua's pink foreskin and rolls it down over his glans, leaving the throbbimg head exposed.]

Mine's different.. I don't have one of those on mine.

[devil_or_angle]

*gon’s attention turns to his dick and pressure builds in killua’s skull like steam threatening to pour out of his ears. he’s so intensely embarrassed to be stared at and touched and talked about so intimately, but he’s unable to come up with a retort like he usually would to deflect his true feelings when he’s already completely bared, down to the bright pink head of his penis.*

yeah…

*he swallows thickly, glancing down at gon’s own boner, already fully exposed. he’s seen ones like his in porn before. he supposes they come in all shapes and sizes.*

i... noticed.

[gonmorow]

I've never seen one like it... It's cute. Like..a little sweater!

[He giggles but calms himself down, not wanting to embarrass Killua too much.]

Sorry, I just..really find you attractive, Killua. Everything about you. From your cool, mischievous personality to your insane skills, all the way to your gorgeous body. To be honest, I..had a huge crush on you way before we did anything. I don't know how I deserve you at all.

[He blushes from the admission but wraps his hand around Killua's penis, gently stroking it up and down to gauge his reaction.]

I can feel it twitching. It's..um, hot. How often do you, you know..play with it when you're alone?

[devil_or_angle]

*killua stiffens as gon begins to giggle, setting him ablaze with mortification. the apology that follows does little to cool him down, the list of compliments accompanied by gon's hand wrapped around one of the most vulnerable parts of his body almost excruciating. maybe he wasn't ready for this at all, or maybe he just wasn't ready to accept someone else doing this for him, loving him the way gon does. he grabs his shoulders, breath coming in quick pants, and grits out,*

sh...should i do it?

[gonmorow]

[Gon glances up at him when he grabs his shoulders, a little surprised. He can tell Killua's on the edge just by looking at him. He rubs his thumb up the underside of his penis, caressing it like a beloved toy.

Killua's words discourage him a little, like he's being subtly pushed away. Gon's emotions run wild in his chest at the sight of his mortified lover.]

I really want to make you feel good, Killua. Am I not doing it good enough? I want to be better than your hand, so please let me try!

[devil_or_angle]

*killua can tell he’s starting to freak gon out and he curses himself for not being able to hold his emotions in like usual. there’s just something about gon’s earnest attention that makes him forget all of his careful training, turning him into the inexperienced child he truly is. in all honesty he’d be more comfortable doing this for gon than letting him do it for him, but he can’t deny gon anything when he’s looking at him with those big brown eyes and practically begging for it, holding him like he’s the most precious thing in the world. he didn’t get into this situation because it was comfortable, anyway. he did it because he wanted gon to tear him open and find out who he really is inside.

screwing his eyes shut, he nods feverishly again, rocking his hips to press himself willingly into gon’s hand.*

[gonmorow]

[Killua's silent affirmation is enough for him to turn his attention back on his penis. Gon's hand slides up and down around it, letting the pretty, throbbing head peak through. His own neglected one twitched desperately, making him groan in need.]

I have an idea. Do you want to maybe try um..touching each other at the same time?

[devil_or_angle]

*gon’s groan sets the heat in killua’s belly to a boil, making him twitch in his palm. he looks down to see gon just as desperate, quivering between his legs. he considers the question in his dizzy mind, but he’s not sure how well he’ll be able to focus on touching gon while he’s so frazzled from gon touching him. that thought sparks an alternative plan.*

let’s try this instead.

*pushing down on gon’s shoulders, he gets him to sit down on the bed and then slides himself onto his lap until their hips nearly touch, the underside of his erection pressing flush to gon’s. he hisses at the contact, breath still catching shallow in his chest.*

—better? now we can really touch them at the same time.

[gonmorow]

O-Oh..

[Gon glances down at where their erections are pressed together with half-lidded, lust-filled eyes and wraps his hand around both of them, pumping them slowly. He rolls his hips into his touch, sliding his penis against Killua's. Friction heats up their connection.]

I-It's better. Mmn...

[His breath starts picking up in his chest as his erection reacts, no longer neglected. More blood rushes to the tip, making it an angry red.]

[devil_or_angle]

*shuddering as gon begins to pump them at the same time, killua wraps one arm around his back and pulls his head to his chest, ear to his thumping heart. tilting his hips, he angles himself so their tips touch (as, standing up straight, gon’s only reaches partway up his length) and sneaks his other hand down between them to rub his thumb over both their swollen heads at once, smearing his gathering precum from his to gon’s.*

[gonmorow]

[Searing hot skin against searing hot skin. His cheek and ear pressed to Killua's chest, Gon can hear his crazy heartbeat, a thunderous thump, thump, thump in his ear paired with Killua's heavy breaths. It makes him feel like he's home.

Gon's tip blushes madly at the attention, gushing out a clear fluid that gets smeared by a certain boy's wandering thumb. The fluid spreads glossy over their red hot ends, making them shiny and slick and so, so appetizing. He continues moving his hand, bumping it into Killua's slightly.]

Killua..! [Gon breathes his name out hard, weak to his hand. He turns his head and kisses up his chest.]

[devil_or_angle]

*face buried in gon’s hair, killua breathes in his freshly-bathed scent along with the sweat that’s started to seep from his skin anew. he may not be able to pick out his pheromones outside of the cat room, but that doesn’t stop the smell from having the same intoxicating effect it did back there, setting all his nerves ablaze with feverish lust. he feels gon’s lips pressing into his skin, gasping his name against his hammering heart, and he rocks himself closer on his lap, moaning low and labored in reply. he rubs a few more circles around their leaking tips before his hand joins gon’s, wrapping around it as together they pump themselves toword completion.*

[gonmorow]

[A layer of glistening sweat covers the boy's aroused body as they move in tandem, chasing the high of both their hands together. Their labored breaths fill the air between them and wet sounds emerge from their tips pressed together. The built up pleasure makes his penis extra sensitive, overreacting to every little touch.]

I'm really close, Killua..! Mm..

[Needing more contact, Gon crooks his head up and catches him in a deep kiss, only to pull away when he starts feeling weak. As he begins to fray at the seams, Killua's name falls off his lips easily.]

Killuaaa..! Mmm..

[His eyes go rolling back when Killua strokes him in just the right way. Cum splashes dramatically from his glossy tip out onto his lover's hand.]

Killuahhh~! Love you..!

[devil_or_angle]

*killua feels gon begin to falter as he nears the edge and marvels at how easily he comes undone at his touch. his hand takes the lead, pulling gon’s along to keep the friction building for them both as he meets his lips. he kisses him hard enough to draw all the air from his lungs and pulls him back against his chest when he swoons, smashing their bodies together in time for gon to come.*

h-hahh—

*killua, as always, is not far behind him, inseparable as they’ve ever been. the way gon calls his name in the height of his ecstasy sends him over the edge after him, their joined hands gliding smoothly up their lengths thanks to the slickness of gon’s spend and squeezing out a burst of his own. angling his hips so that his prominent bones pin gon’s and trap both their dicks between their heaving stomachs, he shudders through his orgasm, his heart crying gon’s name louder than he could ever bring his voice to.*

[gonmorow]

[As he rides out the aftershocks of his orgasm into it, euphoria comes flooding through Gon's brain at the feeling of Killua's hot, slick tummy. Their shared cum smears all over their stomachs and Gon lets go, letting Killua finish playing.

As he kisses the other boy's breath away, Gon drips sweat on the mattress, his body hot as a furnace. Much too hot, he eventually breaks away to catch his own breath.
He's embarrassed by all the noise he made. Killua had been so quiet in comparison. Coming down from his high, he wraps his arms around Killua and holds himself against him quietly, the words stolen off his tongue.]

[devil_or_angle]

*killua sinks into gon’s arms, their bodies now pressed flush against each other with their slick, softening cocks trapped in between. his breath comes in big, palpable pants, ribs scraping across gon’s with each inhale, but air is all he lets past his lips. he’s afraid that if he tries to speak past the lump in his throat too soon he’ll do something stupid, like crying or, god forbid, thanking him. so his voice stays locked away for now, basking in the glowing heat of gon’s body against him with silent reverence.*

[gonmorow]

[Their sweaty bodies practically melt together into one and Gon allows his eyes to fall shut. He hugs Killua tightly and leans back until his back is to the sheets, pulling his partner on top of his swelling chest.

His deep, relaxed breaths roll through his chest and stomach like waves, soothing his still excited mind. He hopes they soothe Killua, too. The silence between them is itself like a quiet conversation between their two bodies. Gon wonders how long this sweet quiet will last before either of them manage to scrabble together a word.

A clean hand finds Killua's back and strokes loving circles into it. His hand slides past his shoulder blades and up his neck, escaping into his wild, fluffy hair and ruffling it. He wants to lavish him in praise but a naughty cat got his tongue, so all he can do is praise him with his body.

[devil_or_angle]

*killua lets himself tip forward onto gon, sinking his weight upon him. drowsy after expending so much energy, his eyelids drift slowly open and shut in time with their alternating breaths, feeling gon’s stomach swell to fill the space his shrinks from so their sticky skin never separates. their hearts thud against each other until they, too, are synchronized, coming down together.

for a while longer killua is silent, soaking in gon’s gentle affection and the feel of him beneath him, for once feeling at peace in his body insread of locked away in his head. when he finally dares to speak, what comes out is stupid, but not quite in the way he’d feared.*

…we made a mess again.

[gonmorow]

[The silence that remains is peaceful, filling every inch of his body with love and contentment. Gon gets to enjoy it for just a little while longer before a voice cuts in about their mess.

A hearty laugh escapes his throat. That was the first thing he had to say?!]

...I know, hehehe. Looks like we can't get our hands off each other long enough to stay clean.

[He plucks his hand from Killua's head.]

Um, you did really good, Killua.

[devil_or_angle]

*inevitably embarrassed, killua bristles at the laughter and praise alike, fluffy hair raising under gon’s fingertips. eyelashes pressing down into flushed cheeks, he averts his gaze and mumbles bashfully.*

hey, c’mon.

*he cracks an eye open after a minute, lifting his head and glancing back at the discarded towel he’d brought from the bathroom.*

hold on, i’ll take care of this.

*slowly he pushes himself up, peeling their bodies apart for the first time since they’d coupled and folding his legs back so he can sit on gon’s lap. he reaches back for the towel and holds it up, intending to use it to clean them up, but finds himself freezing in place when he looks and sees gon pinned naked and sweaty beneath him. eyes wide, he silently spreads his hand over his cum-splattered stomach, just soaking up the sight. he really had done good.*

[gonmorow]

[Killua's bashfulness makes him adorable. It makes Gon want to tease him, but he feels like another time would be better. Killua was already so vulnerable when they played together, he has to give him some space so it's not so embarrassing it turns into a negative experience.

When Killua moves off of him, their stomachs slowly come unstuck. Gon feels his weight shift to his lap and watches him from under drooping eyelashes as drowsiness sneaks in. A pale hand descends on his stomach, smearing the sticky spend there.]

You're staring, haha.. [He points out sheepishly, meeting his sapphire gaze.] Am I that pretty? [It's an innocent joke and he doesn't expect him to humor it. Gon doesn't view himself as pretty or handsome, nor does he think anyone would want to call him that.]

[devil_or_angle]

n-no…

*killua stares down at gon’s sleepy, satisfied face, his swelling chest and soft, streaked stomach, and he can’t help but be choked up by the sight. this is the first time he’s been this close to a body that wasn’t dead, let alone one oozing with so much youthful vitality. no, gon isn’t just pretty, he’s…*

…beautiful.

*with that awed whisper, killua lifts his hand from gon’s stomach, looking at the strands of sticky fluid still connecting their skin, hardly believing that something as dark and damaged as him could ever make make this sort of connection with someone so brilliant. he dives forward to kiss gon before he can respond, blazing face pressing against his.*

[gonmorow]

[Gon's face heats up at the unexpected compliment. He suddenly feels very seen in a way he never really worried about before. He notices just how much Killua's staring and wants to ask what he's thinking about until he dives in, smashing their lips together. Gon relaxes into the kiss, his hands tentatively snaking around the other boy's waist and tugging him back in. His tongue smeaks past plush lips into his lover's pink mouth, deepening the kiss as it swipes across Killua's own tongue. His tired brain was alight again, engaged in the throes of love.]