Gonkillu Fluff Angst Oneshots

The Awakening of Hearts

SMUT!

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 Gon and Killua had been dating for a few months now, and as they turned 18, they both felt a sense of excitement and anxiety as they explored adulthood together. They were learning about themselves, their sexuality, and sex, and tonight, they were finally ready to take the next step. The two boys lay in their bed, the room illuminated by the soft glow of the moonlight streaming in through the window. Killua was tiny compared to Gon, who towered over him, but Gon loved the way Killua fit perfectly against his chest. Killua, on the other hand, loved the way Gon's strong arms wrapped around him, making him feel safe and protected. 

As they lay there, their hands began to wander exploring each others bodies. Gon's fingers traced the contours of Killua's slender frame while Killua's hands ran up and down Gon's muscullar back. They both knew that this was more than just a physical connection it was a deep emotional bond that they shared. Soon, their kisses grew more passionate, and they began to engage in foreplay. Gon's lips moved from Killua's mouth to his neck, elicting a soft moan from the smaller boy. Killua, meanwhile, couldn't resist the urge to reach down and grasp Gon's growing erection through his boxers. 

Gon groaned in response, his hips bucking involuntarilly at the sensation. He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a botle of lube which he then used to slick up his fingers. He gently parted Killua's cheeks and Killua couldn't help but tense up at the unfamiliar sensation. "Relax, Killua" Gon whispered reassuringly. "I'll go slow, I promise." Killua took a deep breath and tried to calm his nerves. He trusted Gon implicitly, and he knew that Gon would never hurt him. Slowly, Gon began to massage Killua's entrance, gradualy working his way in. 

Killua gasped softly at the intrusion, but soon, he found himself craving more. Gon continued to work Killua open, using more lube as needed. As Killua grew more comfortable, Gon began to finger him in earnest, his fingers moving in and out in a steady rhythm. Killua moaned, his hips moving in time with Gon's fingers. Finally, Gon felt that Killua was ready for him.

 He removed his fingers and slicked up his own erection with the lube. Killua looked up at him, his eyes wide with anticipation. "Are you sure, Killua?" Gon asked, his voice low and husky. "We don't have to do this if you're not ready." "I want this, Gon," Killua replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "I want you." Gon positioned himself over Killua, their eyes locked on each other. Slowly, he began to push inside of Killua, his eyes never leaving Killua's face. Killua bit his lip, trying to suppress a gasp as Gon filled him up. Once Gon was fully inside of Killua, he paused for a moment, allowing Killua to adjust to his size. 

Killua took a deep breath, and Gon began to move, his hips rocking back and forth in a slow, steady rhythm. Killua moaned, his hands clutching at Gon's back. Gon leaned down and captured Killua's lips in a passionate kiss, their tongues entwining as their bodies moved together in perfect harmony. As they continued to make love, Gon could feel his own climax building deep within him.

 He reached down and began to stroke Killua's erection, his fingers moving in time with his thrusts. Killua cried out, his orgasm crashing over him like a tidal wave. Seeing Killua in the throes of passion was all it took for Gon to lose control. With a final, powerful thrust, Gon came deep inside of Killua, filling him up. For a moment, they simply lay there, their bodies still connected. 

Gon gently withdrew from Killua, and Killua couldn't help but feel a sense of loss as Gon's warmth left him. Gently, Gon pulled Killua into his arms, holding him close as they both drifted off to sleep. As they lay there together, they knew that they had just shared something incredibly special, something that would only serve to strengthen the bond that they shared. In the morning, they would wake up tangled together in their sheets, their bodies sticky with the remnants of their lovemaking. But neither of them would mind; they were both young, in love, and ready to face whatever challenges adulthood might throw their way. 

That was rlly bad. Thx for reading this!