"Ne... Who is it you want to taste?" He asked, not meaning anything by it. He truly didn't understand why Killua wanted to taste someone, so he wanted to know who the person was. Maybe he could figure out the reason why then. Killua was busy staring intently at Gon to hear his last question. Every part of his body was aching to attach it's self to the innocent boy next to him, but Killua wouldn't let it. Gon was getting impatient after two minutes of waiting. He leaned over to Killua a bit, getting extremely close to the assassin's face. "Killua! Ne.. Killua! I asked you a question! Who do you want to taste?!" He nearly yelled, trying to keep his voice down. They were in a hotel after all, and Kurapica and Leorio were just two rooms over. Killua couldn't take it any more. His body shot up from its sitting point, and grab a hold of Gon's wrists. "You... Gon."

[Story originally posted on DeviantArt.] "Killua," Gon said again. "Killua, what's wrong?" "Nothing," he replied.

{Original is on deviantart, eventual lemon}

{Original Story Is On DeviantArt} Light awoke to the gentle shuffling of soft duvet covers, the fabrics stroked his face lovingly as his eyes slowly opened to reveal Ryuzaki lying on his back. Starring into the blank ceiling above. It had become a common sight for Light Yagami in the mornings, to see his long term rival starring blankly out into the depths of the room that was built around them.

{Original by Mrmichaelis on a03} "Why did you do that again?" He asked once, voice quiet and shy. I had only kissed him twice before, this time being the third. I had no reason to kiss him, simply because I wanted to, and he seemed to enjoy the interaction as well. I looked into his eyes, my hands resting on his slim waist, fingers drumming. My response was simple. "I thought you enjoyed it the first two times, I decided I would try again."

{This Is Reposted, The Original Owner Is thebesttempinchiswick} but your soul you must keep totally free it's been two days since Miles was found innocent, and Phoenix gets a phone call in the middle of the night.

{This Is Reposted Onto Wattpad, The Original Owner Is Orphan_account on ao3.} "And I said: no--...." He stammered as he turned back, yanking his arm from the grip which was admittedly weak, "...thank... you...?" Usually rather astute, it seemed all thoughts ran from his head at that point, and he was left staring at those big brown doe eyes looking back at him. The voice wasn't recognizable, but those eyes were, even if there was something... off about them. "...Wright?"