Don't say, "I love you" | ✔️

VII

⚠️Warning⚠️: Smut
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There are numerous forms of love that exist in the universe. The most well known types were: pure love---when you loved someone for their mind and not their body; lustful love---when you love their body more than you loved their personality.

Somehow throughout the years, Killua's yearning for Gon had evolved itself. It changed from hugs, to kisses, to...things that were more vulgar than previously mentioned. He narrowed down the single source of his cravings to be coming from his desires. His desires were hungry for Gon.

Pureness had turned into lust.

A filthy lust like a raging desire, filled Killua's whole soul with its curse. A strong sexual attraction that made his skin burn and sent blood down south.

Panting lightly, he pressed his head against the tile on the shower wall. The sound of water falling from the shower head onto his face, was covering all his low groaning. He stared at his erection, rubbing the head lightly.

His mind filling with fantasies of his lover:

His pale fingers, made Gon shiver with pleasure as they traveled down his spine. Halting when they reached his lower region, his fingers pinched Gon's ass. He purred praises, "Look at you, baby boy. You're cute, when you do that."

Gon smiled brighter. This time it was more intimate and less withdrawn....But it was still lacking something.

He wasn't sure what it was.

Clicking his tongue, he slid his hands around to grip Gon's ass even harder. "You're so..." Digging his nails into caramel flesh, sentimental words were replaced with marks on the boy's skin.

The action drew out low groans from Gon. Feverishly, he shifted drowning in the power of lust. It made a fire spark up in him. "I'm so what?"

He wanted to say—everything....Soul focus of everything.

He said, "Mine."

The black haired boy giggled, "You're so funny." It was pure mockery.

"I'm not joking." He insisted, relentlessly. "I'll show you!"

"By kissing me?"

"Yes!"

"You don't want to kiss me," Gracefully, Gon combed through damp white locks. Nuzzling his neck, the smaller boy whispered in the air between them. "Because you love me?"

A beat.

A few hearts beat.

Hesitation laced his sentence, "Well... yes." He dragged his tongue because it's hard to be so sure.

On one hand, he was sure. On the other hand, self doubt called out his lie with 'how could you be sure?' Love took at least 2 people.

The smile ran away from Gon's face, "Lovers do fun stuff."

A wave nausea washed over him. He pulled Gon closer to him. "Don't look at me, like that!"

Their lips mashed together. Tongues in each warm cavern. Their kisses were hard. Both of them going to war with their lips. Their hands trailed around each other's bodies, pressing and pushing.

"Why not?" Gon urged, between breaths. "You just said, I was adorable."

"When you were smiling."

"Even if it's plastic?"

He shoved the short teen against the headboard of the bed. He used his thumb to harshly jerk Gon's chin up. "Don't I make you happy?" He released heavy breath. "Aren't I always there when you need me, baby boy?"