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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Hunter_X_Hunter
  Relationship:
      Gon_Freecs/Illumi_Zoldyck
  Character:
      Gon_Freecs, Illumi_Zoldyck
  Additional Tags:
      Dubious_Consent, Underage_Sex, Shota, Explicit_Sexual_Content, Porn_with
      some_plot, Other_characters_mentioned_-_Freeform, Gay_Sex, Non-
      Penetrative_Sex, Blow_Jobs, First_Time_Blow_Jobs, First_Kiss, Angst_and
      Fluff_and_Smut, Light_Angst, Evil_Undertones, Manipulation, Oral_Sex, Gon
      &_Killua, Perverted_Gon, Canon_Compliant, Mild_Smut, One_Shot, Drabble,
      Underage_Relationship(s), Developing_Relationship, Rare_Pairings,
      crackship, Deepthroating, Broken_Bones, French_Kissing, Nipple_Play,
      Illugon, Gift_Fic
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-07-04 Words: 10079
****** A Light to Call His Own ******
by SuperSaiyanHollow
Summary
     Gon is determined to rescue his friend, Killua, after passing the
     Hunter Exam, but the only problem is, he doesn't know where he went.
     Gon confronts Illumi, set on finding Killua, and Illumi decides to
     use this opportunity to grow closer to the radiant light he had been
     admiring from afar.
Notes
     Hello everyone! She's back~. Thought I forget about my AO3, huh?
     Nope~. I've still got plenty more!
     I did encounter a bit of writer's block? Not really? I just have too
     many ideas and don't know where to start. I think I've gotten lazy
     too because my main excuse has been "but it'll take so long". Ah
     well. This fic managed to kick me out of my slump! It was only
     supposed to be around 5,000 and here we are at 10,000! Honestly,
     don't ask me why this is so long. I don't know. It's just a blowjob.
     Really. Haha, but anyways, I'm hoping to get back in the swing of
     things now. I've gotten used to working my first ever job and am
     ready to get cracking on these many plot bunnies! This fic will count
     for June in my resolution because I worked on it in June, but just
     recently got the chance to publish it.
     This wonderful gem is for one of my very best friends, AmaraSessh!
     Happy Birthday, beautiful! It's a little late, but hey, better late
     than never! This fic is of one of her favorite underappreciated
     ships, Illugon. It's a rarepair indeed, but one she made me love~.
     So, I present to her this fic dedicated to them! If you'd like to
     read more Illugon stories, check out her story entitled, "Hisoka's X
     Prey"! Leave her some nice feedback because I really want to see that
     story finished and she needs the extra push! *wink* But, no,
     seriously, I'm glad you enjoyed it! Here it is on AO3 just for you!
     Thanks for being one of the greatest friends I could ask for and
     here's to another year!
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     you'd like to follow me on Tumblr. I created a new Tumblr called
     supahimagery along with yaoiobsessedwrites. This new blog is strictly
     for writing! I've decided to share my knowledge with you all and post
     writing tips and tricks! I also reblog useful resources~. This is not
     just for fanfiction either! I will also be tackling essay writing and
     original works! I've already got one post up about the basics of
     writing smut, so for all of you out there who need a little bit of
     guidance, check it out! I will also be posting my own works to that
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     Disclaimer: I in no way own Hunter x Hunter nor do I own any of its
     characters. I make no profit from this fic.
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“Apologize to Killua.”
It had come from seemingly nowhere. Illumi was not one to pay much attention to
his surroundings when he didn’t  need  to. When he was on a mission or felt a
threat in the area he was hyper vigilant, eyes always scanning, but when there
wasn’t an immediate threat his mind often drifted, a fog hanging over him. He
wasn’t sure what he thought of during this time, but  something  kept his mind
occupied as he stared into the distance. That mile long stare...perhaps a
vision of his brothers…? If he just squinted a little harder....oh. The
statement was directed towards him. He turned, wide eyes taking in the battered
Gon.
“Apologize? For what?” He was truly confused. He had done nothing to harm
Killua. Why did he need to apologize?

 Something scornful burned deep in those brown irises before him, determined to
find retribution. “You don’t know what you did wrong?”
“Nope,” he hummed, still not following where this conversation was going.
His answer, however, seemed to trigger something as Gon’s fist clenched by his
side.
“You don’t have the right to be his brother.”
“Must I earn the right to be his brother?”
It was a legitimate thought. No one  earned  the title of brother, it was
decided at birth. He would  always  be Killua’s brother no matter how badly the
other didn’t want him to be; he would come around in due time. He didn’t think
his answer  earned  him the right of being grabbed so violently. The sound of
Gon’s palm slapping against his wrist echoed throughout the open room. He
blinked. Was he supposed to be worried? Then, with a vicious yank, he was
pulled from his seat, high up into the air. He landed gracefully on his feet,
the clacking of his shoes gentle. Gon still gripped his arm  tightly . He
barely felt it, and yet, his skin wrinkled. Odd.
“He doesn’t need to earn the right to be my friend!”
There was a harsh  crack , and Illumi jolted, slightly taken aback: lips
parting, head tilting back, lone strand of hair hitting his forehead. His
fingers lifted automatically at the break, his veins flaring, but he only felt
a twinge of pain thanks to all his training; nothing this boy could do would
faze him. He regarded him deeply, ingraining Gon’s visage into his mind, a
visage of absolute determination. Why?
“Don’t bother apologizing. Just take me to see Killua.”
“What will you do then?” Those eyes screamed with decisiveness, a concrete plan
already thought out in his little mind. What was it? He had to know. Gon
already had him on the edge of his seat with his very presence, but now things
were getting  interesting .
“That should be obvious…”
He was never good at getting “the obvious”.
“I’m gonna rescue Killua.”
And somehow, Illumi  believed  him.
===============================================================================
He’d been watching Gon since the very beginning, the moment he stepped out of
those elevator doors. His first glance had been mere coincidence. It was
everyone’s natural instinct to look towards someone new entering a place and
Illumi was no different. There had been three people coming out of the
elevator, but his eyes only saw  one . For some reason, he felt drawn to the
boy dressed entirely in green with a fishing rod sticking out of his backpack.
His eyes were so big and  bright . They reminded him of Killua’s own sapphire
and perhaps that was why he was so entranced. He had eyed the boy for a moment
before moving back to his brother, Killua. But, he was surprised to find that
the two boys had spotted one another, growing closer and closer. He leaned in,
despite how far away he truly was. Reading their lips, he was able to deduce
that the two of them were going to remain together for the rest of the exam.
He’d have to keep a closer eye on them .
Killua and the boy seemed to be about the same age, and because of this, they
quickly grew attached to one another. Illumi followed them throughout the exam,
making sure his brother was watched over and trying to decipher Gon’s true
intentions. He spouted nonsense about being friends throughout the course of
the Hunter Exam. Was the boy really that naïve? There was no way. He was
obviously hiding something up his sleeve, but Illumi wasn’t sure  what . It was
hard to read anything beyond those big brown eyes...so full of  light , even
Killua’s didn’t compare. It was strange, captivating in a way; Illumi found
himself watching Gon more than his own brother at times just to see what he
would do, how he would solve a problem, or how he would wiggle out of the next
situation he placed himself in. Illumi admired Gon’s strength and
determination, even more so now that he had broken his arm. But, he wondered
how someone that strong could be as carefree as that. Were there no troubles on
the boy’s mind? Apparently  not .
The one trouble on his mind had been  Killua . It seemed they had one thing in
common then. Gon was constantly worried about his brother, when he didn’t have
to be. Killua was a fine assassin, capable of being the next heir, if he would
simply remain at the mansion; there was no reason for Gon to look out for him
so much, and yet he did. It was another perplexing quality about the boy.
Illumi found himself more and more intrigued as the phases dragged on. What was
this  light  Gon emitted? Why was he so attracted to it? It was all so
confusing and it made his stomach churn. A part of him  wanted  the boy. He
wanted to be close enough to him to examine that light, that desperate
determination he seemed to be made of. Perhaps some of it would rub off on
him... or perhaps he could manipulate that power for his own good.
He saw the bruising on his right arm, the way it look disjointed. It was
clearly  broken . Gon was stronger than he let on, a potential buried deep
inside him. It was what had caught Hisoka’s attention right off the bat, and
now,  his own . He had experienced that swelling power for himself. He had
witnessed Gon’s drive and passion. He was a  threat , one that Illumi should
readily extinguish, but something held him back. It was not Hisoka’s claim over
Gon; he could easily take the clown out. It was certainly not Killua’s  bond
to Gon; assassins didn’t need friends and there was no  possible  way their
friendship  would ever last. No, the one thing holding him back was  himself .
Because, he wanted that potential to himself. Unlike Hisoka, he didn’t wish to
see it grow or “wait for the fruit to ripen”. He wanted to harvest for himself
now  while he still could . If he allowed Gon to thrive, then he would have an
equal match someday, perhaps the boy would even become stronger than himself.
There were really only two options then:  kill him  or  manipulate him .
“Gittarackur.”
If it wasn’t the boy himself…
Illumi turned, snapped out of his thoughts by the other’s voice. He met molten
eyes, fiercely determined, just as they had been during the Hunter Orientation.
It looked like he wasn’t the only one fascinated...Why else would Gon keep
coming to him?
“Illumi.”
At that moment, his expression fell like a diamond revealed in the rough. His
features softened to their boyish charm, eyes still impossibly large, but with
a twinkle of something else in them now.
“My name is Illumi.”
He didn’t want Gon to refer to him as Gittarackur, his alias. No, he wanted his
name to fall from those pink lips.
“Illumi,” he complied and Illumi felt a shiver run down his spine, “Tell me
where Killua is.”
“Are you really going to take him away? I think that’s a bad idea.”
And just like that, Gon was back to being stubborn. How volatile. “I don’t care
what you think!” he pressed, stomping his foot forward,  asserting his presence
. “Killua is my friend. I’m taking him with me.”
Illumi saw this moment as his chance. There was no one else around. The two of
them were standing under the awning of the building just after the Hunter
Orientation. He knew his incessant  friends  would be looking for him soon
enough perhaps even Hisoka as well after that display of  dominance  over
Illumi at the Orientation. It was his time to strike, but he was still
conflicted. To kill or to manipulate? Did he want that power all to himself or
should he get rid of it before it even had the chance to manifest itself?
Could  he keep that power all to himself? Would he be strong enough to entangle
Gon in his web of control and keep him trapped there for decades to come? His
index finger had found its way to his lips as he thought, breathing over the
pad of his digit.
“I’ll tell you where Killua is...if you follow me.”
===============================================================================
Gon was not a fool. He knew that he was walking directly into the belly of the
beast. Satotz’s description of Illumi was not one to be taken lightly. He was
obviously powerful, probably around Hisoka’s level, and Gon didn’t stand a
chance against either of them. He knew that he shouldn’t have approached Illumi
alone, but he didn’t want to be deterred by Kurapika and/or Leorio. He had one
goal in mind: rescuing Killua. He would do whatever it took to find his friend.
He would brave any challenge set before him. He didn’t care about himself or
the damage he endured. All he cared about was Killua, and the way to Killua
was, unfortunately, through Illumi.
Throughout the Hunter Exam, he had known the man as Gittarackur. Then, he had a
vastly different appearance: purple skin, choppy hair, and needles sticking out
of his head. Gon had noticed him right away in the first phase because of his
odd features, but also thanks to the fact that he always seemed to be  watching
. Gon never let it slip, but he swore he always felt those eyes on him and
Killua; now he knew why. But, despite this, he still thought Gittarackur had
been an interesting guy. He had wanted to approach him numerous times and
question the needles in his head or his jerky movements. Always blunt, Gon
wasn’t afraid of talking to Gittarackur, he just never got the chance. Maybe
that was a good thing since he probably would have been deceived back then.
However, he still felt somewhat  captivated  by Illumi. It could be that his
curiosity had simply burrowed itself deeper into Illumi now that he had
revealed his true colors. Gittarackur had been mysterious, alluring. Other than
the needles, he had also been Hisoka’s friend, which only added to his
complexity. Even now Gon wondered if Hisoka and Illumi had known each other
before the Exam or quickly became associates along the way. Something was still
pulling him towards Illumi even though he knew he shouldn’t be messing with
him. Perhaps it was because he knew that he should steer clear, that the danger
sign flashing in his head only magnetized him with its sickening glare. Or, it
could be the fact that he needed Illumi simply to get to Killua...But, at that
thought, he instantly shook his head; it was something  deeper.
He watched Illumi’s long hair swish from side to side as he followed behind him
silently. He vaguely remembered this path as it lead to the room he had woken
up in after his match with Hanzo. He halfway wondered where Illumi was taking
him, but at the same time, it didn’t matter. He said he would tell him where
Killua was if he followed, so follow he did. Meanwhile, Illumi stared straight
ahead, firm in his decision. In the end, his desires had won out over logic. It
made sense for him to exterminate the threat before it became one, yet he
wanted that power all to himself. He wanted that light to shine down upon him
forevermore. He realized, a bit abruptly, that he had grown  attached  to the
boy during the Exam. He had been keeping such a close eye on him that now he
couldn’t imagine  not.  He needed Gon wrapped around his finger, that dizzying
power his to control, Gon under his every beck and call. And, it had started
just now, as the boy followed behind him obediently.
He rounded the corner, approaching a large door at the end of an alleyway of
columns. He checked the surrounding area, feeling for any auras that may have
gotten too close. Once he knew they were safe, he reached out, turning the knob
slowly before pulling it open. Gon blinked when he saw that they were back in
that same room, the one he had woken up in. What did Illumi want with him in
here? Illumi looked around the room, eyes landing on the bed shoved in the
corner by the window. He began walking towards it without as much as a word.
Gon continued to follow, brows raising subconsciously.
Illumi sat down on the edge of the bed, facing Gon with his wide eyes. Gon eyed
him suspiciously, stepping forward tentatively; they were a few feet apart.
They remained silent for a moment, each of them regarding one another
cautiously. Gon wasn’t sure what Illumi was up to and Illumi didn’t want Gon to
start a brawl with him at his suggestion. He believed he knew the way to get
exactly what he wanted though…
He flipped his hair to the side. “In exchange for knowing where Killua went,”
he said with a raise of his index finger, “I want something in return.”
Gon held his poker face, secretly curious on the inside. What kind of a favor
could Illumi want from  him ? It didn’t matter though; he would do  anything
to rescue his friend. Without hesitation, he answered, “Anything for Killua.”
Illumi took in a deep breath through his nose; it seemed everything was working
out in his favor. It sent another chill down his spine; Gon was good at that.
“Come here,” Illumi commanded with a tiny gesture of his slender digit.
Illumi’s legs spread and Gon continued to keep a skeptical look on his face. He
fiddled with his cast for a moment before doing as the other said. He felt his
heart speeding up in his chest? Was Illumi going to..? He stepped up in between
Illumi’s knees, lone hand clenched into a fist at his side. His gaze was
downcast, but upon standing in front of Illumi, he looked up slowly, almost
bashfully . That look alone was enough to make Illumi’s lower stomach coil.
Gently, Illumi’s hands came up, cupping Gon’s face. His right arm was broken,
but he had endured much worse, the slightly stinging only heightened his
senses. He leaned in, soft lips puckering as he placed a smooth kiss to Gon’s
temple. The only reaction he received was a widening of Gon’s eyes, a twitch of
his hand. He continued. He pressed another kiss to his other temple, moving
down to glide his lips down the boy’s nose. He touched the tip of it with a
chaste kiss, skipping over his lips to nip along his jawline. Gon fidgeted as
Illumi’s teeth lightly scraped his chin. He didn’t say a word, not even a
mumble of protest. Illumi rubbed his thumbs across Gon’s cheeks before moving
his hands slightly to leave a firm kiss to either cheek.
When he was done, Illumi pulled back, hands still cupping Gon’s face. His eyes
were somewhat hooded, thumbs tracing the outlines of Gon’s cheekbones as he
lightly panted through parted lips.
“I believe you know what I want…” Illumi uttered breathlessly, eyes locked onto
Gon’s lips.
Gon gulped, then nodded shakily. He wasn’t clueless. He knew what desires were,
what sex was. He was only 12, but he had already gone through puberty last year
and Mito had explained the birds and the bees to him. He felt prepared for the
growing world around him, even felt a twinge of arousal at the thought of
Killua at times. He also saw the way Hisoka eyed him,  knowing  it wasn’t a
look of intimidation, but rather, lust. Honestly, if anyone would have asked
him to do something like this, he had his money on Hisoka. It was strange that
Illumi was suddenly so  interested  in him, but he supposed the other had been
looking at him all throughout the Exam. Perhaps...he saw something he wanted?
The thought made him light-headed, heart still pounding away in his chest. The
kisses Illumi had placed to his face felt nice, gentle. He didn’t know if he
was ready for sex, but if this is what it took to get to Killua,  then so be it
.
Besides, Illumi wasn’t bad looking at all; Gon even thought he was attractive
as Gittarackur, a unique air of beauty about him. Plus, he wanted to know more
about Illumi and here was his chance to become closer. It kind of made him feel
good  to know that he was wanted in this way, that Illumi saw more than just a
little kid in him. He was more than capable of doing  adult  things. He had
passed the Hunter Exam, which most people could never even dream of; he was
more than capable of having sex. He worried for a moment about what Aunt Mito
would say, but he didn’t exactly have to tell her  everything , did he? And,
even if he did tell her, she would always love him no matter what, right? He
was sure she would understand that this had to be done in order to help his
friend. She often times scolded him for being too compassionate, but Killua’s
life was on the line; he wouldn’t let it slip out of his hands.
“Speak when you are spoken to,” Illumi suddenly instructed him, snapping him
out of his mounting thoughts.
“Y-Yes.” He swallowed back the lump in his throat. “I know what you want.”
Illumi looked at him weirdly, his thumbs moving closer and closer to his mouth.
Gon flushed slightly as Illumi’s thumb left his cheek to brush over his lips.
The feather-like touch made the hairs on the back of his neck stand.
Illumi tilted his head. “Are you willing to give that to me? In exchange for
precious information regarding Killua?”
It was at this moment that Gon realized Illumi could easily deceive him, taking
what he wanted from Gon, and then leaving him without a hint as to where Killua
was. He racked his brain for some kind of contract...When it hit him, he
jolted, a small smile stretching out across his face.
“On one condition…” He lifted his hand up, placing it on Illumi’s wrist. His
hold was light yet firm as he moved Illumi’s hand away from his face, Illumi’s
other hand following. Then, he held out his hand, his pinky extended out. “You
have to pinky swear me that you’ll tell me where Killua is after!” It seemed
fair enough.
Illumi blinked. The boy was still quite childish indeed, but he was happy to
oblige. If Gon gave him what he wanted, he saw no need in keeping Killua’s
location a mystery. Honestly, Killua’s location wasn’t that hard to figure out
and he would have told Gon willing had he not made his realization earlier:
that he was  attracted  to Gon. The little contract reminded him fondly of his
brothers when they were younger and their incessant need to make promises, ones
that Illumi could actually  keep  back then. He stuck out his pinky.
Gon’s smile grew a fraction before he wrapped his smaller pinky around Illumi’s
thin one. “Pinky swear made…” Gon began to sing as he tugged their intertwined
pinkies up and down. “Whoever breaks their promise has to swallow a thousand
needles!”
Illumi was enraptured by Gon as he sung his little tune, so giddy and without a
trace of anxiety. Illumi couldn’t take his eyes off his golden expression, the
light seeming to bask down on him as he had wanted. Just being in Gon’s
presence was enough to make him feel lighter, reminding him of happier times
when his brothers returned his overzealous affection.
“Sealed with a kiss!” Gon declared, before shoving their thumbs together. He
made a cute “chu~” sound as he did so, making Illumi’s heart flutter. Gon was
the epitome of innocence and he was about to taint it; the first bite out of
the forbidden apple and he was happy to take it and  keep  it all to himself.
Gon eventually pulled back, hand hanging by his side as he smiled genuinely at
Illumi. The little pinky swear seemed to have calmed his nerves. He blinked his
eyes open, nodding. “Okay, I’m ready!”
Illumi nodded briskly, one arm tingling (since his other one was numb) at the
prospect of deflowering the youth before him. He patted his thigh, wanting Gon
to sit on the bed in between his legs. Gon nodded, one hand coming up to grip
Illumi’s shoulder as leverage. Illumi’s broken arm reached out to lift Gon up
from under his armpit, helping him onto the bed. With one knee on the bed, Gon
managed to heave the rest of himself up, grinning at Illumi when he was
situated. He twisted his body, settling into the mattress, before his eyes
drifting back up, awaiting Illumi’s orders.
Illumi was overwhelmed, not quite knowing where to begin with Gon. His eyes
darted back down to the boy’s lips. That seemed like as good a place as
any...Illumi’s legs were spread wide to accommodate Gon, but since he was
settled in, Illumi allowed his legs to relax, his thighs squishing Gon on
either side. Gon gazed up with shifty eyes, a touch of nervousness returning to
him. He worried that Illumi would be too rough with him, but his kisses earlier
had been so tame. Finally though, Illumi’s good hand reached out to pinch Gon’s
chin. Gon blinked, his head being tilted up, so that he could meet Illumi’s
owlish eyes. Slowly, Illumi leaned forward, hunching slightly, his hot breath
hitting Gon’s lips before they connected, Gon’s eyes fluttering closed.
Gon had never been kissed before. The sensation was sparkling new to him and
one he didn’t find  unpleasant.  Illumi’s head was angled while his was
straight, allowing their lips to meld just right. Top to top, bottom to bottom,
Illumi pressed in deeply. Gon knew little of kissing, had only seen it a few
times in his life in the village, so somewhat knew of what he had to do. He
didn’t want to disappoint Illumi for some reason, a tight knot forming in his
chest as he scrounged for how to move his lips. He started out by mimicking
Illumi’s actions, pressing back just as steadily. They stayed like that for a
while before Illumi’s lips began to move, parting gently. He would part and
then pucker, twisting his head carefully to create a low smacking sound between
them. The sound was odd to Gon’s ears, making his face heat up unexpectedly. He
remained still as Illumi kept on, allowing him to take as he pleased, after
all, this  was  for Illumi’s satisfaction; he was just along for the ride.
As he smacked, Illumi’s hand fell from his chin, Gon’s head staying in place
now. Gon’s stomach was bubbling now, a faint heat settling near his pelvis. He
vaguely recognized the feeling as arousal from the few times he had stared at
Killua for too long. Abruptly, he felt large hands on his hips. Illumi held him
securely, pulling his body forward. He was pushed deeper into the kiss, up
slightly, and his bottom lip was captured in between Illumi’s lips. He heard
Illumi hum sweetly before his lip was sucked on, causing a small squeak to
escape his own mouth. He felt the heat begin to prickle at his face, his blush
surely darkening. His good arm came up to grip Illumi’s bicep tightly, holding
him steady as Illumi pressed on with the kiss. He moved back from Gon’s bottom
lip, this time aiming for the top one. He gave it a suck, earning him another
cute noise from the boy. However, he wasn’t going to get anywhere like this.
He pulled Gon’s top lip back into his mouth, sucking on it harder before
releasing it with a pop. He disconnected from Gon altogether, breathing a bit
faster. Gon’s eyes opened widely, lips tinted pink, glossy with spit. Gon’s
nimble fingers tapped along his bicep, little tongue darting out to collect the
saliva on his lips, hungry for more.
“Tilt your head opposite of mine this time,” Illumi told him, to which Gon
eagerly nodded.
Illumi didn’t grab his chin, preferring to keep his hands on his hips to hold
him down. His thumbs rubbed soothing circles there, easing Gon’s anxieties
tenfold. Gon blinked dazedly as Illumi leaned in again, but this time, Gon met
him halfway, angling his head to the left as Illumi went right, just as he was
told. Their collision was needier, both pairs of lips pushing into each other
firmly. Gon’s grip on his bicep tightened the harder Illumi pushed into the
kiss. Gon’s body arched back with how much Illumi was pressing and he tried his
best to meet that strength, eventually pulling himself back up. And, feeling
bold now, Gon decided to take Illumi’s bottom lip into his mouth, giving it a
harsh suck before ending it with a smack just as the other had done to him. He
smirked cockily into the kiss then, happy to be learning so quickly.
Not one to back down, Illumi let off for a moment before diving right back in
as hard as ever. It was enough to make Gon’s lips part, and Illumi’s tongue
began lapping at his bottom lip, barely reaching into Gon’s mouth, but the
intention was there. Gon almost opened his eyes in surprise, not knowing  this
was a part of kissing. Was he supposed to use his tongue too? Yet, just as
quick as it had came, Illumi’s tongue moved back into his mouth, leaving Illumi
to once more suck on Gon’s rapidly bruising lips. A dribble of drool slid down
the corner of the boy’s mouth. Illumi felt it, squished his lips to the side,
and lapped it up with his tongue. Gon shivered, wanting to know more about this
“tongue kissing”. Timidly, he stuck his own tongue out in the middle of their
kiss, prodding at Illumi’s closed lips. It must have been a mistake though
because Illumi pulled back just as he did it.
Confused eyes opened, hoping he hadn’t displeased Illumi. An apology was on his
lips, but Illumi just stared down at him, still rubbing his hips. Gon took this
moment to evaluate the situation, realizing he was panting heavily. His chest
burned from not breathing and the heat in his lower stomach began to ache. He
grunted, shifting himself on the bed as he felt his privates tense up. Curious,
he gazed down at Illumi’s own crotch for a second, not noticing a difference.
Wasn’t it supposed to get hard? Maybe he couldn’t see thanks to Illumi’s
ridiculous fashion choices. He hoped that was the case, still not wishing to
disappoint the other; he could handle this.
Illumi was panting as well though not as heavily as Gon. His chest was wound up
like a knot right in the center as he admired the boy’s stark beauty: cloudy
eyes; red, abused lips; and a heaving chest. He pulled back because he hadn’t
honestly expected Gon to learn that quickly nor act as brash as he had. Illumi
noticed something the instant he pulled back as well: the light. Once more Gon
was shining down on him, engulfing him in a wonderful feeling that calmed him
to his very core. There was just something about him that screamed hope,
preservation, and determination; Illumi wanted it all to  himself . He should
be the only one to indulge in such an oddity, to feel whole again. With
everything falling out of his hands, including Killua and the title of Zoldyck
heir, he needed some control back in his life, and Gon fit the bill perfectly.
He could mold him into the ideal puppet, minion, and  lover . He had  bright
plans for their future.
He snapped out of his thoughts when he saw Gon looking at him worriedly. He had
stopped their kiss for what seemed like no reason. He tilted his head, his
broken arm trailing up from the boy’s hip to place his thumb against those
tainted lips. He pushed in, Gon letting his mouth fall open upon his
insistence. His thumb slipped inside Gon’s mouth and fondled his tongue,
prodding at it, feeling the bumpy texture. Gon’s eyes were wide as he did this,
the pink blush on his face darkening and spreading across the bridge of his
nose; he trembled atop Illumi.
“Next time,  use it ,” Illumi ordered, thumb pressing right into the center of
Gon’s tongue.
Gon couldn’t speak thanks to the thumb stuck in his mouth, but he managed to
nod, whimpering slightly; he felt his crotch tighten. Illumi then pulled his
thumb back, and Gon sputtered for a moment.
“Good boy,” Illumi praised, hand drifting back down to his hip. Illumi shifted,
his bulge pulsing from seeing that needy look on Gon’s face.
Gon’s eyes were hooded once more, a warm tingling in the pit of his stomach. He
shivered, excited to use his tongue while kissing. He wondered what it felt
like...He didn’t have time to think though as Illumi once more crashed their
lips together. Gon gasped sharply into the kiss, however, it quickly diffused
into a moan. Gon’s heart thumped against his chest as he waited for Illumi to
deepen the kiss. But, Illumi never did. He kissed Gon sweetly, slow and
sensual, no sucking, simply fusing their lips as one. Gon appreciated the
sincerity of it, but the bubbling in his stomach made him want something more.
He whined quietly, shifting on Illumi’s lap to try and ease his growing need.
He pushed into the kiss harder, wanting Illumi’s tongue inside his mouth, but
the other refused.
With a huff, Gon decided to be bold again. Illumi had told him to use his
tongue this time around. Is that what he wanted? Him to initiate it? He went
for it, parting his lips to allow his tongue to slide through. He shyly licked
at Illumi’s lips, wondering if he was doing this right. He heard Illumi hum,
and his heart skipped a beat as his lips parted too. Illumi’s tongue was quick
to join his own, their agape mouths connecting. Gon struggled for breath as
their tongues wound around each other, tugging and lapping. Their saliva mixed,
breaths exchanged. Gon lost himself in the intimate feeling of it, his member
fully awakening now, tenting the front of his shorts. He made high-pitched
little sounds in the back of his throat as Illumi plundered. Illumi’s tongue
had completely taken over, pushing Gon’s own back into his mouth while Illumi’s
swiped at his inner cheeks. Gon angled his head back, allowing Illumi more
access. His fingers strained against Illumi’s bicep.
Illumi couldn’t physically taste anything in Gon’s mouth, but he  knew  there
was something about it since it was so addictive. He was proud of Gon for
following instructions, using his tongue as he had been told; Illumi worried
for a moment when Gon seemed to want him to take the lead, but the boy knew
what he had to do. Although, now it was his turn to take as he pleased, tongue
circling the entirety of Gon’s mouth, effectively distracting him. Because,
while he kissed him, Illumi’s hands began to trail their way up his lean body.
They slid away from Gon’s hips, traveling under his shirt to brush over his
stomach. He felt Gon jolt under his touch, the fingers pressing into his arm
bruising. He could feel the heat radiating from the boy’s shorts, his small
bulge just barely pressing into his thigh. He’d get his release soon enough;
they had barely started.
Gon mewled into Illumi’s mouth as he felt his slender fingers lightly grazing
the skin of his stomach. He rocked his hips, his erection growing rapidly now.
It was getting hard to breathe, but Illumi wasn’t letting up, thrusting his
tongue inside his mouth, aiming for the back of his throat; Gon was lucky he
didn’t have a gag reflex. Gon’s tongue lay flat inside his mouth, allowing
Illumi to dominate him. Illumi’s hands settled on Gon’s pectorals, squeezing
them for a moment. Gon’s eyes accidentally fluttered opened, his whole body
arching up. He came back down with a low moan, his eyes shutting again. Illumi
smirked lightly into the kiss, loving how responsive the boy was. He was
excited to see what he would do when…
Suddenly, Illumi’s fingers found his nipples, brushing the pads of his digits
over them. Gon practically screamed into Illumi’s mouth, wanting to pull back
to catch his breath, but the other wouldn’t let him. His chest puffed out,
trying to feel more of that weird sensation. He never knew his  nipples  could
feel this way. Illumi’s tongue rubbed at the roof of his mouth as his fingers
brushed and pushed at his buds. Illumi’s thumbs rubbed him, pushing the tips of
his nipples into his chest, a tingling running through Gon’s body. He went limp
on Illumi’s lap, letting him do as he pleased. His chest burned for air, but he
was too lost in the pleasure to realize it. When Illumi’s thumbs left him he
noticed that his nipples had grown  hard  just like his dick did. It was weird,
but it made them even more sensitive. And, before he knew it, Illumi was
pinching the perky nubs, pulling on them at the same time.
The feeling overwhelmed Gon as he tried to take in a sharp intake of breath,
but realized he couldn’t. Illumi’s tongue was trying to coax his own into
moving again, but Gon couldn’t. He ripped their lips apart, gasping loudly like
a fish out of water. His chest heaved as he threw his head back in bliss.
Illumi panted himself, tongue flicking out to lick at the corner of his lips.
His eyes were cloudy as he observed Gon before him, mind muddled with lust. Gon
was all  his  for the taking. He was swept up in his web now, further tangling
himself in it as he rocked his hips along to the ecstasy Illumi provided him.
Illumi pinched at the boy’s pink nipples, tugging on them every so often. Gon
was panting heavily now, a little squeal leaving his lips whenever Illumi
tugged. Illumi bit down on his bottom lip, prepared to send Gon into an even
higher plane of pleasure. The next time he pulled on Gon’s nipples he also gave
them a twist, rubbing the inflamed buds between his fingers. Gon let out a
shaky moan, hips still rocking fervently.
Illumi’s pants had finally tented, his own cock straining against the fabric.
It was time. He had known exactly what he wanted from the start: those pink
lips wrapped around his curved length. He needed to make sure Gon left him
wanting more, that way the boy would find his way back to him in due time. He
wasn’t about to fuck him right here. There was a possibility of someone walking
in on them eventually, and besides, Illumi felt like Gon was too inexperienced
for that just yet. Once he had had his way with the boy a few more times, then
he would take the forbidden fruit.
He finally removed his hands from Gon’s nipples, letting them trail down the
boy’s sides. He slipped his hands free from his shirt, leaning back to admire
Gon. Gon whined cutely when his nipples were released, still wanting to feel
more of that sinful touch. His shoulders wiggled, his mouth agape as he
continued to catch his breath. He could feel his bulge throbbing, sending
shocks throughout his body. He shivered, lifting his head up to look at Illumi
with a dazed expression. Illumi grunted when their eyes met, loving the now red
blush on Gon’s cheeks. Cheekily, he rolled his hips up against Gon, letting him
feel his hard member for the first time. Gon’s eyes instantly widened, gazing
down at his prominent bulge. And then, a smile plastered itself onto Gon’s
face. He hadn’t disappointed Illumi after all!
Illumi let out a deep breath after seeing that genuine smile, wondering how Gon
could still exhibit such light even in his current situation. His hand came out
to grab Gon’s chin lightly, directing his eyes back onto him.
“Do you know what a blowjob is?”
Gon didn’t say anything for a moment, and Illumi swore his blush darkened even
more so. He squirmed atop his lap. “Y-Yes…”
“Yes, what?” he pressed, moving his head closer to Gon’s.
Gon swallowed back his spit. “Yes, Illumi..?” he said, dragging out the last
part to form a question.
Illumi chuckled. “Go on then.” Illumi let go of his chin, smacking the side of
his thigh. “Up,” he commanded whilst Gon shuddered.
Gon nodded, a bubble of anxiety forming in his stomach now. He knew what a
blowjob was. Again, he wasn’t that clueless. He didn’t have a gag reflex
either, so he believed he could satisfy Illumi in this way, but he was still
worried. What if he messed up? What if he wasn’t good at it? All thoughts of
Killua had long left his mind. He was having  fun . He no longer cared about
just getting it over with to get information, oh no, he wanted to experience it
all . His body had never felt like this before, so hot and buzzing. And,
somehow, he was sure  only  Illumi could make him feel this way. Sure, thoughts
of Killua used to make his gut wrench and his crotch tickle, but Illumi had
made him feel so much more than that. Illumi was experienced and could give him
the attention he craved. He only hoped his own ministrations could please
Illumi as much as the other pleased him.
Carefully, mindful of his cast, Gon slipped off of Illumi’s lap, his shorts
constricting his erection. He hissed slightly, wincing. As soon as the boy was
off of him, Illumi leaned back on the bed with his open palms, spreading his
legs. He observed Gon diligently. Illumi had kissed plenty of people in his
lifetime, and he believed he perfected the skill long ago. Sometimes his
assassination missions called for some undercover work, and the art of
seduction was best used against his women hits. He’d received a few handjobs
and even some blowjobs along the way, but never penetration. No, that he would
save, but it seemed like his time was nearing its end. He wanted to be inside
Gon  for his first time that he knew for sure now. They would both share their
first times together, further associating Gon with him; the boy would grow
attached and never even  want  to leave.
He came out of his thoughts when he heard Gon grumbling under his breath. He
blinked, watching as the boy fiddled with the button on his shorts. He seemed
to be struggling considering he only had one arm. Illumi clicked his tongue to
get his attention and then beckoned him closer. Gon fidgeted under his gaze
before moving back in front of Illumi.
“Let me help,” he said as his hands reached out to unbutton Gon’s shorts.
He pulled down the zipper, humming in the back of his throat when he saw how
bunched up Gon’s boxers were; there was even a little damp spot near the top
from where his aching need had leaked. Illumi looked over his underwear for a
minute, and then his hand swooped in, cupping Gon’s arousal by his sack. Gon
squeaked, his blush spreading to the tips of his ears, but at the same time, he
couldn’t help but let out a low moan. Illumi juggled his sack in hand, watching
Gon’s little length bounce upward with each movement. His finger trailed up the
underside of it, causing Gon to gasp. He tapped the damp spot with the pad of
his finger as Gon bit his bottom lip to control himself. Finally, both of
Illumi’s hands came up, hooking his fingers under the hem of Gon’s boxers. He
didn’t even give the boy a chance to protest before he was pulling them down,
allowing them to fall around his ankles.
Gon’s heart rate increased exponentially, his undamaged hand pinching the skin
of his chest anxiously. He looked down at his own small dick, spotting a gleam
of pre-cum oozing from his tip. He felt so close just from Illumi’s gentle
prodding alone. How was he ever going to last? He continued biting down on his
lip, afraid of Illumi’s stare. Was something wrong with his erection? Was it
too small for Illumi’s tastes? He wasn’t sure, but the owlish eyes examining
him made his knees weak.
Illumi looked down at Gon’s member, awed by the beauty of it. Even though Gon
had already been through puberty, his dick was still small, the head barely
developed. His sack was larger than his shaft, the tip of it inches away from
his navel. There were only a few dark hairs behind it. Illumi had never seen a
length like this. He vaguely remembered when his brothers were younger, seeing
their own genitals as he bathed with them, but back then, impure thoughts
hadn’t existed in his mind. Now, he couldn’t believe how mesmerized he was by
such a simple thing. To know that he had seen the boy’s manhood before it even
fully matured was mind-numbing. He found it  adorable  in every way and
couldn’t wait to see it spurt out its tiny amount of cum.
Gingerly, Illumi’s hand reached out, wrapping around Gon’s shaft. He could
easily fit the entirety of the boy’s dick in his fist. He heard Gon’s sharp
intake of breath as he fondled him. He licked his lips. He gave Gon a few
teasing pumps before pulling away, not wanting to make Gon orgasm just yet. Gon
whimpered when he pulled his hand away, dancing in place like he had to use the
bathroom. Illumi felt his own cock pulse at the sight.
“Here’s mine,” he practically whispered as his own hands hooked into his pants
and briefs.
Gon’s eyes seemed to sparkle in wonder as he watched Illumi begin to pull down
his pants. Gon had never seen another dick in his life. All he knew was his
own. He couldn’t believe it was honestly happening right now. He had always
wondered what everyone else’s privates looked like. Now, he was given his
chance. Illumi pulled his pants and underwear down in one fell swoop, lifting
his hips off the bed to drag them down around his ankles. Gon’s jaw slacked at
what he saw. Illumi’s was so big! Was that how big his would get eventually?
Illumi’s cock was nudging his stomach, almost to his navel. It was slender and
his sack matched its girth. Near the top, Illumi was curved, and his mushroom
head was red at the moment, begging for some attention. All of it was nestled
in a coarse patch of black curls.
Gon felt drool trail down his chin as he looked at it. He blinked, coming out
of his trance to glance back up at Illumi. Illumi had leaned back on his palms,
hips rolling to alleviate some of the pressure.
“It’s so big…,” Gon said out loud, not in control of his mouth anymore. He
blushed at his own words.
Illumi blew a strand of hair out of his face. “Yes, I suppose it
is...especially compared to yours. But, yours is still as beautiful as any…,”
he said a bit breathlessly. He bucked his hips up. “Go on, I know you can do
it,” he instructed.
Gon nodded once, eyes flickering back down to Illumi’s manhood. He puckered his
lips, a desire to taste him abruptly filling his mouth. Gon gulped, slowly
getting down onto his knees. The carpet in the room was soft thankfully, so his
knees wouldn’t hurt. He scooted closer, still being mindful of his cast, right
in between Illumi’s legs. His good arm came out to grab at Illumi’s thigh,
feeling the malleable skin in his hand. Illumi made a small noise of
appreciation. Gon smacked his lips as he looked over the other’s erection. It
was too big for him to lean up and stick in it his mouth, so his hand left
Illumi’s thigh to timidly grip his shaft. His eyes seemed to widen as Illumi
groaned, gently rocking his hips into that light hold. Illumi had just been
transported to an unknown plane of pleasure as that small hand held his
erection. He breathed out heavily, relaxing back on his arms.
“Such a good boy…,” he mumbled, eyes threatening to shut, but he didn’t want to
miss the main event.
Gon beamed at the praise, feeling more confident. He adjusted Illumi’s length,
moving it closer and towards his face. Gon’s mouth felt dry as the red head
almost touched the tip of his nose. His hand slid up to the bottom of the
curved bit. He sucked his cheeks in, trying to create more spit before he
allowed the head into his mouth. Illumi felt a bead of sweat run down the side
of his face as waited for Gon to envelop him. His hands gripped the sheet of
the bed. Once Gon felt like he had built up enough saliva, he let his mouth
hang open,  wide . Illumi gazed down at Gon in awe, adoring the look on his
face with his red cheeks and hazy eyes. He saw saliva dripping down from the
roof of Gon’s mouth, his tongue lax behind his teeth. Illumi’s cock throbbed in
Gon’s hand, and then, he slid the head into his moist cavern.
“Ah…,” Illumi cried out softly, hips thrusting shallowly.
Gon’s mouth was tight around him and damp with spit. On accident, Gon’s hand
had squeezed Illumi’s shaft to hold him still, making the other shiver. It was
so hard to control himself and not  fuck  Gon’s mouth. He was about to rip the
sheet in two from the way he was gripping it so hard. Gon only took in the head
of Illumi’s dick, letting it rest upon his tongue. He didn’t want to take too
much of it in at once, afraid of choking and disappointing the other. The
weight of Illumi’s tip alone was impressive. It instantly filled his mouth, his
lips wrapped around it. He decided to keep his hand on the other’s shaft, so
that he could guide more of his length in at his own pace. Gon shifted his
hips, his own arousal throbbing along with Illumi’s.
Tentatively, he allowed his tongue to slip out from underneath Illumi’s head
and gave it a long flick. At that, Illumi cried out, head arching back, his
long cascading down around him. Gon’s eyes were locked onto Illumi’s visage as
his tongue assaulted his tip. Now that he knew Illumi liked it, Gon held
nothing back, wanting to please the other as best he could. The more he licked,
the harder Illumi’s hips bucked into his mouth. Gon gasped at one point,
Illumi’s cock almost going to slide down his throat. The vibrations of his gasp
had caused Illumi groan, but he held his thrust back, not wanting to choke the
boy. Gon ended up swallowing around Illumi’s head to recover, and he noticed
the way it made Illumi jerk. Illumi’s head whipped back up, looking down at Gon
with glossy eyes and an agape mouth. He was panting hard, chest heaving. Gon
stared up at him bashfully, sucking on the head this time. Illumi winced and
hissed.
Gon built up a rhythm alternating between licking and sucking. He managed to
breathe through his nose easily, getting used to the feel of Illumi’s erection
inside his mouth. He made sure to pay special attention to the slit at the top
of Illumi’s head, seeing as how every time he grazed it with his tongue, Illumi
rewarded him with a hoarse moan that made the hairs on the back of Gon’s neck
stand. His own hips were humping the air feverishly, getting off at the fact
that he was able to pleasure Illumi so well; he thought for sure he would be
horrible at this. Gon let his tongue dive into Illumi’s slit, bobbing his head
gently. Illumi gasped shallowly, nose crinkling, his eyes falling shut long
ago. Gon moaned around his head, feeling how hard Illumi’s body shook from the
action. Gon’s stomach was flipping, loving the control he had over Illumi like
this; he could please him as much or  as little  as he wanted, though, he very
much wanted to please Illumi now.
Soon Gon began circling his tongue around that inflamed head, swirling about it
before giving it a firm suck. The combination had Illumi’s head swimming, the
technique practically flawless. It was hard to believe that this was the first
blowjob Gon had ever given, but perhaps the boy was simply a fast learner.
After a few more sucks, Gon grew tired of this routine, ready to take in more
of Illumi’s dick. He braced himself, inhaling deeply, stretching his mouth as
much as he could. He used his hand to guide more of it in until the head
reached the back of his throat. It dangled there, not causing Gon much trouble.
His head was now angled down, so he couldn’t see Illumi’s angelic face as he
sucked him off. If he raised his eyes up as high as they could go he could, but
it was a strain. Like this, Gon couldn’t move his tongue, so he was uncertain
of what to do from here. He panicked slightly, eyes shifting nervously as he
racked his brain for what to do.
Illumi, after recovering from having his cock pushed deeper into that little
mouth, gazed down at Gon, wondering why he had stopped there. He let out a
large breath as he saw Gon’s pink lips wrapped around his pulsing erection,
cheeks full and red. Did Gon not know what to do from here? He couldn’t use his
tongue like this. Illumi decided to lead the boy, one of his hands releasing
its death grip on the sheet to tangle his fingers in Gon’s fluffy hair.
He pushed Gon’s head further inward, letting his dick drag against his lips,
and slip down his throat the tiniest bit. Then, he pulled Gon back, his head
prodding at the back of his throat once more. “Bob on it, Gon. Move your hand
while you do it…,” he said, swallowing back his spit soon after.
Gon’s eyes squinted when Illumi tugged him by his hair. The fingers scraping
his scalp felt heavenly, his hips humping the air when Illumi’s head slipped
down his throat briefly. It had felt so good nudging the sides of his
esophagus; Illumi’s cock was slender, so it wasn’t overbearing. The curved part
almost touched the roof of Gon’s mouth. He was so full, and yet, he wanted even
more. Illumi was sweating, quaking thanks to Gon’s ministrations. He had to
keep it up. He had to make Illumi cum no matter what. He was set on this goal,
and when Gon Freecss wanted something done,  he got it done . Resolve firm, he
twisted Illumi’s shaft to get a feel of it before trying to bob his head.
Illumi inhaled through his mouth, holding his breath as Gon prepared himself.
He saw the look in the boy’s eyes, how they glistened with determination.
Illumi knew he was about to be sent on a wild ride straight to his orgasm; the
light was shining brightly.
At last, Gon began bobbing his head, carefully at first. He didn’t want to
shove Illumi’s member down his throat and ruin the whole experience. His lips
touched his hand, which was about halfway down the other’s length, and then he
pulled himself up until only the head was engulfed by his mouth. When only the
tip was in his mouth Gon swirled his tongue around it, slurping it back down
with a tap to Illumi’s slit. All the while, his hand twisted and pumped the
rest of Illumi’s erection. Gon’s movements were so skilled and precise that
Illumi lost himself, moaning freely, his hand clutching Gon’s hair. The veins
of his broken arm flared, a stinging present, but he was too numb to feel it;
all he knew and all he felt was Gon’s succulent mouth.
However, Gon wasn’t satisfied. His determination was raw, and he felt like he
needed to prove himself in this moment. Illumi’s thick patch of pubic hair
taunted him. It was within his sight, but he had yet to reach it. He wanted to
bury his nose in it, taking Illumi  all the way . With this new goal in mind,
Gon began bobbing his head faster, working himself up so that he could take
shove the whole thing down his throat. Illumi’s breathing was ragged above him,
his knuckles white from how hard he was gripping Gon’s hair. The boy didn’t
notice thought, too caught up in his own actions. Gon’s tiny erection was
burning, something coiling in his stomach. It was a new sensation, but he felt
like he knew what it meant: he was close. He wanted to come  with  Illumi, so
he’d have to up the ante.
Shutting his eyes, Gon took in a deep breath through his nose as his lips slid
against Illumi’s shaft. Only the other’s head was encompassed by his mouth now.
Gon paused for a split second, relaxing the muscles in his throat, and then, he
did it. He flung his hand away from Illumi’s shaft, swallowing every inch of
Illumi, successfully burying his nose in those musky curls. Illumi choked on a
moan, pushing Gon’s head further into his pubes as Gon’s throat constricted
around him. He moaned again sharply, thrusting his hips now, his lust consuming
him. Gon didn’t mind, loving the way his cock rubbed at his insides. He felt
his chest flutter at the fact that he had made Illumi so wanton. He nuzzled his
nose in those black hairs, swallowing around Illumi’s dick to increase the
pleasure. Illumi’s hips were bucking against his mouth, Illumi’s sack slapping
his chin lewdly. Saliva was excessively flowing out of Gon’s mouth, dripping
down on his shirt and cast. Gon braced himself by holding onto Illumi’s knee,
letting him ride out his high as far back in his throat as he could go.
Illumi’s vision was blurry, no thoughts running through his head as his body
forced  him to thrust inside Gon’s delectable throat. He didn’t care about
savoring the feeling anymore, far too focused on his own release. The coil in
Gon’s stomach tightened as he honed in on the feeling of Illum’s head slipping
in and out of his throat. Gon gurgled, a moan trying to escape his lips, but
cut short by Illumi’s erection. He could feel the length throbbing in his
mouth, pulsing against his lips. He breathed in the earthy smell of Illumi, his
thumb rubbing circles into the other’s knee as he awaited his reward: Illumi’s
cum. He didn’t have to wait long.
Illumi’s pace somehow quickened further as his lower stomach burned, his climax
approaching. His toes curled into the carpet, mouth hanging open as his senses
were overloaded. Gon whined around the cock in his throat as he felt a pressure
in his crotch. Illumi’s sack was smacking his chin so hard that Gon was sure it
would be red after. Gon’s mouth was going numb with how fast Illumi was
thrusting. Eventually, the only thing he knew was the charcoal scent of
Illumi’s pubes.
“G-Gon!”  Illumi choked out, bucking his hips into Gon’s throat one last time
before freezing there, his thick cum squirting down the boy’s throat.
Gon’s eyes immediately widened, moaning lewdly at the slick feeling. He
rapaciously guzzled down Illumi’s essence, the feeling so blissful that his own
orgasm then hit him. Gon’s hips humped the air as his little spurts of cum fell
upon his thighs and the carpet. Illumi held his head in place as he came down
his throat, breathing heavily through his open mouth. Illumi’s face was
scrunched, his release so exalted that blacked out for a few seconds. Gon made
sure to suck down all of Illumi’s cum, resting his nose in those pubes as he
came down from his own high, his legs trembling underneath him. They stayed
connected for a few precious moments as they both came back down to earth.
Illumi was the first to break out of his trance, blown pupils revealed as he
opened his eyes. His gripped on the boy’s hair loosened, his hand slack. He let
go of Gon, allowing him to slip off his now flaccid member. He captured the
image of Gon’s debauched state: hooded eyes, red cheeks, bruised lips, and cum
splattered across his thighs. Illumi felt like the weight of the world had been
lifted from his shoulders. Is this what it felt like to be that close to Gon’s
light? To bask in it? Have it shine down upon him? If so, he truly wanted it
all to himself .
“Goob job…,” Illumi whispered, still drunk on Gon’s finesse.
But, Gon still believed he could do more. Slowly, he stood on shaky legs, lone
hand going to grab the hem of his shirt. He was shaking, both from his orgasm
and his nerves. “Don’t you…,” he started hoarsely before biting his lip. He
sighed. “Don’t you want to do  more ?” While Gon felt like he could handle anal
sex he was still incredibly nervous, his stomach doing somersaults. Didn’t it
hurt? Illumi’s cock was so big…
It was then that Illumi smiled at Gon, a little curl of his lips that made the
boy’s heart pound. “Perhaps another time, but for now…” He sighed, wishing Gon
didn’t have to leave. “Killua has gone home. You can find him at the family
mansion on Kukuroo Mountain.”
Oh…
That’s right. Amidst all the excitement, Gon had lost sight of what he really
wanted. He had done this for  Killua  not  Illumi , and yet, he wanted to do
more  for Illumi. He didn’t want to leave his side...Their time together had
been so splendid. And while he still cared for Killua as a friend, Illumi
seemed to have made his home inside his heart.
Gaze downcast, Gon spoke hesitantly. “Will we...Will we ever do this again?”
Illumi chuckled. “Of course.”
That seemed to cheer Gon up as his head whipped up to send Illumi a breath-
taking grin that was so large Gon’s eyes closed in the process; the light had
basked upon him once again. The boy quickly pulled his underwear and shorts
back on with only one arm, only needing Illumi’s help with the button and
zipper again. Illumi was sure the boy was about to skip away, off to find his
brother, but before he did, he leaned forward to place a sweet kiss upon
Illumi’s cheek. Illumi felt his skin tingle as if Gon had left some of his
essence on his skin to keep with him while the boy was away.
“See you, Illumi!”
And then, the light was gone, but Illumi did not feel forgotten about, because
he knew, in due time, the boy would be back, and his goal next time around was
to truly make Gon  his .
End Notes
     There you have it! I hope a lot of people read and enjoy this because
     it truly is a rarepair, one I enjoy immensely. I'd love to see more
     for it, so if you write some Illugon, hit me up! I'll be sure to
     check it out~! Other than that, expect a lot more fics from me soon,
     mainly Bleach ones. I have the most plot bunnies for that fandom,
     though I have a Hisoillu fic and maybe a Leopika fic in the works.
     We'll see~.
     As always my writing requests are open on Tumblr. I do most kinks, so
     if you want something more explicit I'll be more than welcome to do
     it! The only thing I'm asking you to do now is make sure I have some
     way to contact you about your request because I've been having some
     issues that I won't get into here. But, don't be shy! I promise I
     don't bite~.
     My Tumblr is yaoiobsessedwrites. It is labeled as an 18+ blog simply
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     willing to talk to people about pretty much anything. You can also
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     write you something!
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     well! Shoot me an ask if you have any writing questions or simply
     want some advice! I'm always more than willing to help. It's why I
     created this blog! It's not just for FanFiction either! Feel free to
     ask me questions pertaining to essay writing, editing, and/or about
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     If you have any questions about my writing or would like to see
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     I do have a FanFiction account as well. It's under the same penname.
     Some of the fics on there are pretty old though, so here's your
     warning!
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