Tease

{ Aftercare For Dummies }

chapter summary: Killua has a brilliant idea that backfires TREMENDOUSLY.

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Gon switched the neon lights to pink. The lamps were simple, exposed stretches of neon bulbs on dense, black metal strips mounted to the corners of the room. The studio lighting softened their effects, otherwise recording would be hellish. He moved the lamp, softened it with a pale sheet of canvas, and accented it with another light from behind the white curtains draped over the posts of the bed.

Killua checked the time on his phone from where he had completely abandoned it in his jean pocket. He felt odd sitting straight on the sheet due to the damp, squishy texture still in his ass from the lube before. Gon gestured for him to stand up as he came through with a laundry basket and did away with the sheets. There, Killua found Gon's trick for keeping his bed clean: There was an entire layer of towels underneath his bedsheets, all of which were damp from their sweat and the lube.

"That—" Killua started, only to realize that he had no clue what to say to that. He cleared his throat awkwardly when Gon looked at him. "I... didn't realize you put towels under the sheets."

"Yeah. I'd put them on top, but people don't want to see that," Gon said as he replaced the towels and shook fresh ones out of a stack underneath the bed skirt. He snapped them out over the dense mattress pad and layered them up. The comforter was still in place at the foot of the bed, and he laid the next sheet over that as well—after handing the vibrator and cuffs to Killua, of course.

Killua's phone read that it was barely past the afternoon. It felt bright like daylight in the room despite the curtains being drawn, and he suddenly felt cold now that he wasn't insulated by the mattress. He shivered as he walked over to Gon's desk and set his phone down.

When he turned back, Gon had arranged the pillows at the headboard. Gon was half-on the bed, fluffing the pillows, so Killua went around to the other side and climbed on, leaving the cuffs on the nightstand as he crawled up beside Gon and leant against the pillows. He brandished the vibrator, which had Gon pausing in the midst of fixing the sheets.

"So I was thinking..." Killua said.

"That sounds dangerous," Gon teased, leaning back on his heels. He had no shame, with his dick out and about like that.

Killua bit his lip and dragged his eyes up past Gon's toned abdomen. The guy really was sex on legs and Killua couldn't get enough of him. He reached out for Gon's neck, which Gon gave with a smile, coaxed forward by Killua's fingers at the nape of his neck. Gon put his hand to the headboard, at which point, Killua pushed the heels of his palms to Gon's shoulders and eased Gon back, around, and onto the pillows.

Gon's eyes widened as Killua straddled his hips, knees clenched tight on either side. He sat back on Gon's thighs and reached for the lube on the nightstand. "We aren't—I don't think I'm ready to—" Gon started, hesitantly.

Killua rolled his eyes. "I'm not putting this in you, idiot," he said with a laugh. Gon relaxed, his hands settling at Killua's hips. "I just want to set a few ground rules."

Gon frowned up at him as he raised his hips and popped the lube cap open with his free hand. He dribbled it over the vibrator and capped the lube. It slipped down the length of the hot pink dildo all the way to Killua's fist closed over the thick base of it. Gon stared at it like he was watching ice cream melt on a cone. Killua chased it with his finger and swiped some up to rub against his ass. His breath hitched as he pressed into his hole, and Gon's hands passed over his cheeks, palming at his ass as he rocked against his fingers.