from speaking, he could at least shut out Leorio's sweet, earnest face. "We're just fucking," Kurapika gasped out.
"We're fucking," Leorio said, leaning in to suck and kiss Kurapika's already-bruised throat. "/And/ I love you."
#leopika short
"I'm in love with you."
"Stop. Stop talking—"
"I'm in love with you. I love you. I love you. I love y—"
Kurapika crushed his hand over Leorio's mouth. He was shaking; he didn't even realize he was shaking until he touched Leorio's skin with trembling fingers //
freeing his mouth to speak again.
"I'm saying it because I—" he drove his hips forward. "Love—" he was deep inside Kurapika's body, like he had been every night for the last two months, "You."
Kurapika continued to shake. He closed his eyes, because if he couldn't keep Leorio //
Hisoka stared, in awe. Illumi was moaning, eyes rolling back, like he was the one being swallowed.
“You really do like this,” Hisoka said, breathless.
Illumi couldn’t reply with his mouth full, but his hot exhale of breath said plenty.
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