Black Butterfly [written by TheRealGonZoldyck] Killugon fic

chapter 15

Black Butterfly

TheRealGonZoldyck

Chapter 15

Notes:

THIS IS JUST A QUICK HC THAT I HAD FROM GON'S POV!! :D (i promise ill write further in-depth one-shots soon)

But Gon's family goes out of town for the weekend, leaving him and Killua alone-which, of course, leads to a marathon session of sex...

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

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Killua is fucked out, about to pass out into the pillows, and Gon starts kissing over his shoulders carefully, letting his fingers trail over the slope of his back, the perfect curve of his ass. He still can't get over how he can touch all this now, how it's his and not just some fantasy. Sometimes he'll crawl over Killua and kiss all along his spine, grazing his teeth over a certain bit of muscle, and Killua will grumble into his arms but never push Gon away.

He never pushes Gon away now, and Gon fucking loves him for it.

And maybe this time, Gon categorizes the scars on Killua's skin-a spot leftover from a bout of chicken pox as a kid, a faded gash from when Killua fell off his bike, the puckered line from where Killua had his appendix removed two years ago. It's moments like this when Gon wants to memorize Killua's body like he does a play; line by line, every angle, until he knows it by heart.

"We really should change these sheets tonight," Killua mumbles into the pillows. He would seem oblivious to Gon's waxing poetic over his body, except he sighs softly and arches into Gon's touch.

"Or we could sleep in the den," Gon says. There's a giant leather couch downstairs, and Gon loves falling asleep with Killua on his chest while they watch Tarantino movies. Killua's yet to stay awake through all of Reservoir Dogs, much to Gon's dismay.

Killua wiggles a little closer to Gon. "Or, we could live like civilized human beings," he groans, but Gon hears the grin in his voice. "This is fucking disgusting, Gon. Five times in twenty-four hours, there's enough jizz in these sheets to be a health hazard."

"Hmm, keep talking filthy, I love it." Gon nips at a spot just above Killua's arm, making him hiss and jerk. Killua is adorably ticklish; one of Gon's new hobbies is exploiting this to its full advantage.

"Disgusting," Killua grumbles again, and he finally turns his head on the pillow and looks up at Gon through a mess of silver curls falling over his eyes. His cheeks are still flushed from having come with Gon's fingers tucked in his ass not twenty minutes ago.

Gon feels that tight clench of want in his chest, familiar and overwhelming; he used to despise the feeling back when he thought Killua wanted nothing to do with him, hated the uncontrollable swooping sensation whenever he caught glimpses of Killua's smile, or a softness in his eyes. He can admit to himself now that Killua has the power to turn him into a lovesick mess-hell, he's probably had that power since they were kids.

Killua tilts his head to one side, arches one eyebrow. "What?" he asks softly. "I'm not actually serious, you moron, the sheets probably aren't that bad-"

His words die off into Gon's mouth as Gon slides over him, hand splayed over Killua's waist, warm and possessive. "I...I was just thinking," he whispers.

"That's dangerous," Killua breathes.

"Oh, whatever, I-" Gon swallows, bumps his nose against Killua's cheek. His heart pounds a bit faster, because it's still hard to lay himself open. After so many years of never believing in something, it's hard to truly trust in it, even whenit is wrapped in his arms.

He closes his eyes, and says, "You're beautiful. That's all."

Killua is quiet, and Gon opens his eyes a moment later to find Killua watching him with a startled expression.

Then, a slow, brilliant smile pulls at the corners of his mouth, his cheeks deepening into those fucking gorgeous dimples, and Gon's chest swoops again.

"Are you gonna make love to me now?" Killua whispers, batting his eyelashes.

Gon bursts out laughing and shoves at Killua's chest. "You little brat-"

"Yeah, romance me on your jizz-covered sheets, loverboy!" Killua shoves back, and they end up wrestling across the bed, laughing and breathless, until Killua pins Gon against the pillow without much effort.

"Tell me again why I put up with you?" Gon gasps. He's smiling so hard his face might break.

"Because," Killua replies, leaning in to pull Gon's lower lip between his teeth, sucking lightly. "You like me."

Gon lets his mouth fall open, lets Killua kiss him deep and slow and perfect. They end up falling into each other, a tangle of arms and legs, but the kissing never grows in urgency. He's perfectly content to lose himself in the slick warmth of Killua's mouth; they've got all night, and most of tomorrow.

He'll get around to telling Killua how much he likes him at some point.

Notes:

I promise to post more! But i know some people are waiting to read BB until it's "finished", which it technically is, so the 15/15 is just to let them know its g2g! ;p

i'd also like to say thank you for every. single. wonderful and amazingly kind comment on BB. you all made my heart so happy <3 come say hi on tumblr if you'd like :-)

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Part 1 of the The Rival Effect series »