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]

Aaah---! Aaaahhhhahaha! [Gon wriggles against him defenselessly, tears in his eyes as he tries to free his arms in vain.] Killuaaahhh! That's no fair! Is it really so weird to find you pretty? Are you allowed to do it to me but I'm not?! Hahaha--!

[He's gasping for air.] Stoooopp! I'm sorry, I won't tickle you!

[devil_or_angle]

*once he decides gon has been sufficiently punished, killua eases off him, sitting up on his lap again.*

i just don’t understand what you see in me, when you’re…

*he looks down at gon, breathless and glistening beneath him, and can’t find the words to describe him. the place where their bodies connect couldn’t be more different; his own pale skin looks so sickly in comparison to gon’s healthy, golden tan, the bones that jut from his chest and hips so ugly and awkward compared to gon’s smooth, sturdy torso. why did he choose a broken thing like him?*

[gonmorow]

[Gon snakes his hands around small, bony hips, pulling them in just as readily as before despite the fear of being tickled again.]

When I'm what, Killua? Are you still doubting yourself?

[Tan fingers tread on pale skin, working over protruding ribs and dipping in the shallow divets between. Gon admires his body regardless of what it looks like because it's Killua's. It tells a story about his life that he can't ignore.

Gon's determined to feed Killua lots of meat and fish from the cat room kitchen so his neglected tummy can become big and full like it deserves to.]

When I look at you, I'm reminded of the big, beautiful, icy crescent moon. Silver and glittering above me with pretty, curved edges and making me want to reach out. You just have this, um, cool allure. I hope you try to see in yourself what I see!

[devil_or_angle]

*killua's face heats up as gon's fingers trace over his body with the utmost gentility, as if it really were something delicate and beautiful instead of hollowed out and honed for murder. he may no longer have the scars, but how he was raised still shows in every sharp angle that gon somehow sees past. he forces himself to meet his soft brown eyes as he waxes poetic, even though he feels like all his nerves are igniting, the words searing him to his core. looking back down at the messy site where their bodies meet, icy-pale against warm-tan, he murmurs,*

well, the moon gets its light from the sun.

[gonmorow]

Killua... [a gentle smile forms on his face.] I don't usually wax poetic, so you gotta know how special you are. It isn't just the Sun that makes you special, it's your own heart that shines through, making its own light even if you don't see it.


[He pulls Killua up so he can bury his face in his chest, taking in his apple scent. He smells just like him now.. Gon notices the sticky pool of spend and pulls his head away.]

Ah..We should still get cleaned up, haha.

[devil_or_angle]

*killua's heart thumps against gon's face, unable to hide the emotion surging through it. he may not be able to accept what he's saying right now, but maybe with time -- and many, many more kisses -- he'll be able to see his own light. his gaze falls again to the mess he made on gon's stomach.*

...yeah.

*reaching over to grab the twice-discarded towel, he finishes what he'd gotten too starstruck to do before, gently wiping the cum off gon's skin, and then his own.*

do you wanna rinse off again?

[gonmorow]

[Before Killua cleans up the spend, Gon sneaks a kiss from his heart, plush lips pressing against taut flesh. Then they part again, giving the other boy space to use his towel.]

Yeah, that'd be for the best. It's lucky we're right next to a bathroom, huh? Maybe we should use this room more often~

[devil_or_angle]

*chest still tingling from gon's last kiss, killua finishes drying himself off and looks back at the door, face flushed.*

yeah... i could see us getting used to it.

[gonmorow]

[Gon picks Killua up and sets him at his side before hopping off the bed and offering him a hand up.]

Off to the shower?

[devil_or_angle]

*peeled from gon's lap, killua realizes how sticky he still is between the legs and wrinkles his nose in disgust, grabbing gon's hand to pull himself up.*

definitely.