𝘍𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥

Healthy

"What? Where is this coming from all of a sudden?"

"I just want to."

"But, you'll literally get nothing out of it.."

Gon's eyes visibly saddened at my statement, making me go into panic mode.

"It's not like I don't want you to do it! I'm just a little surprised." I frantically wave my arms around, trying to emphasize my point.

Gon's lips form into a pout, causing me to gulp. "I just want to make you feel good, I guess.." he trails off, looking everywhere around my room but not at me.

"I promise I'm good at it, Ke-

"I don't give two shits about what Kenji said you were good at." Immediately, I grab his chin to look at me and I smash our lips together. A surprised squeak escapes his lips as my tongue quickly swiped at his bottom lip. Our lips rhythmically move together and my hands grip onto his waist.

I hate when he mentions that name, it makes a sick feeling stir in my stomach. It's one of those new feelings I learned from being around Gon. It's shitty and I hate it. The worst thing is I always get that feeling when he mentions other people.

I hum into the kiss while deepening it, opening my mouth and continuing to move my lips. It's a heated kiss, a desperate one. It's desperate because I have no clue as to why Gon asked that all of a sudden. And, when he did say that, a needy feeling built up in my stomach. I think some would call the feeling lust.

My mouth moves down to his neck and I don't waste time before sucking on it, causing Gon to let out small almost incoherent noises. My hands also travel down to his hips, holding tightly onto them because I don't want to let him go. His hands are around my neck, holding on for dear life. Swiftly, I hoist him up to sit on my lap.

It's starting to get hotter in my room.

Attractive noises continued to leave Gon's lips, my eyes trailed up to look at his expression. Small puffs of air left his half-open mouth, eyes half lidded, and a big pink blush adorning his cheeks.

"Fuck," I cursed under my breath continuing to suck on his neck, leaving small red marks behind. "Killua..." Gon whispered, his hands holding onto my shoulders tightly, ruffling my shirt fabric. My pants were uncomfortably tight at this point, Gon's offer earlier still not leaving my mind.

Quickly, I moved my hands down to my zipper and unzipped it. My mouth going back up to his face and leaving small quick pecks on his lips. I pulled away and took my pants off all the way, leaving only my boxers on. Gon looked at me intently, a determined expression on his face.

"You sure?" I asked, looking Gon gay— straight in the eyes. A small nod from Gon was all I needed to pull down my boxers, letting myself breathe properly.

I could see Gon gulp, the determined look never once leaving or wavering from his face. He sat on his knees on the bed in front of me. "I'll tell you when to pull back, OK?" I said, putting my hand on the back of his head, comfortingly. "Ok," Gon responded in a small voice, eyes still fixated on somewhere that is not my face.

With the small approval, I pushed down his head and a warmth filled my body. I tensed up for a moment, shutting my eyes as I groaned. My hands gripped onto his hair, eliciting a small hum from Gon's mouth, sending a vibration through my body. His hands held onto the length his mouth couldn't fit, pumping it slowly yet pleasingly.

"You are good," I praised quietly, slightly moving my hips back and forth. I looked down to see Gon looking up at me, teary eyed and flushed cheeks, little drool dripping down his chin. My breath hitched and I twitched.