𝘍𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥

Movie Night

"How are you feeling?," I asked Gon, stroking his hair as I was in his room for the first time in around ten years. We laid on his twin sized bed that had extremely comfortable comforters that made me feel like I could melt in them while his head laid on my chest.

"Good, how are you?," Gon replied softly, humming contently when I began to scratch his scalp gently. "I'm great, like always," I said while laying down on the bed. I felt Gon scoot up closer so he could be closer to my face. I wrap my arms from around Gon's back so I could hug/hold him. Gon snuggled into the touch and I smiled to myself. I'm the luckiest human being on the planet.

"Can I kiss you?," Gon asked quietly, something I could barely even hear. "You don't have to ask," I muttered. Gon then used his hands to hoist himself onto my lap on the bed. I'm slightly taken aback for a second but then put my hands on his hips gently and sit up. "This is ok, right?," he asks me with seemingly innocent eyes. "Yes, a million times yes," I say before connecting our lips together with preciseness.

I feel him hum into the kiss and he ends up sitting down instead of straddling my lap. My hands quickly make their way to hold onto his waist and rub his sides. It started out as a vanilla-like-kiss but as the temperature of the room begins go get hotter and I begin to feel friction in my lower regions, I find myself wanting to slip my tongue in. Small and quiet noises leave Gon's mouth from our long kiss.

After a few more seconds of our lips moving against each other, he pulls back and pants slightly for a moment. I mentally deflate but nonetheless, I don't say anything. "Wait, hah, sorry," Gon's chest visibly rises and lowers. "It's fi-," I'm cut off by Gon's lips joining mine once again after what I'm assuming is that he had caught his breath.

It's beginning to get hotter in the room and I feel my pants are beginning to get tighter. I notice Gon tense up for a second and he stops kissing me, most definitely noticing the bulge in my lower are and he hesitantly pulls back from the kiss, making me gulp. "Oh.. uhh, do you need help Killua?," Gon asks in his sweet voice which makes me somehow feel guilty. Gon then looks downwards, not meeting my eyes. "We can go all the way, if you want..." Gon mumbled quietly.

I feel my cheeks turn red, "No! It's fine! I'll deal with it myself, I think it's too soon for any other stuff besides making out," I say while patting Gon's back. "Unless you want to do it," I add on. In all honesty, I would personally love to go all the way but it seems like Gon is forcing himself to want to. If we're going to do something that intimate, I want both of us to desire it equally. Besides, I'm fine if it's Gon who's making me hold back. (Also, can't forget protection.)

"Not really, just if you wanted to..." Gon's voice trailed off slowly and he began to fidget with his fingers. "No, when we do something like that, I want you to enjoy it as much I will," I smile at him reassuringly. "T-Thanks, Killua," his voice cracked mid sentence almost as if he was on the brink of tears. I feel my heart quiver but I try my hardest to smile warmly at him; flat out ignoring my horniness momentarily.

I have no clue as to why he's so grateful for me literally doing the bare minimum. It makes my blood boil, did Kenji force him into doing it with him? I look at Gon pitifully and stroke his hair.

"Heh, sorry I kind of ruined the mood. Do you still want to make out?," he asks while chuckling nervously. "If you still want to," I say while continuing to smoothly stroke out any knots in his hair. "Yes, please," he says and looks at me expectantly. Before I say anything else, I pull him back down and kiss him again.

The friction in my lower area is making it hard to focus on what Gon wants but I have to hold back. The last thing I want is to make him uncomfortable and pressured. I hear a small whimper escape through our kiss and I smile smugly to myself. Knowing now that I can focus on own self desires, I slyly snake my hand under Gon's shirt and place it on his chest. Gon flinches slightly at the touch of my cold hand against his warm skin that had been surrounded by multiple fabrics all day but then continues to kiss me back, humming slightly.