As a humble Canary stan, I frankly deserve better than going into her ao3 tag and seeing her name tagged in incest with my own two eyes.
Canary stared blankly at the wall, having just woken up ten minutes ago to a bed empty of the man she'd slept with last night. She pulled the sheets closer, skin tingling, reminding her of how Killua had kissed and nipped at her all over. He was gone…AGAIN, and it was all because she didn't know how to ignore the yearnings of her heart. What the hell was she supposed to tell Alluka!? Because "Hey, Alluka, so instead of bringing your big brother back home, I let him between my legs and more like a fuckin idiot" wasn't gonna cut it.
"Don't you even for a second think this means I'm not mad at you," Canary had said.
Killua laughed against her bare stomach, giving it one last peck before bringing his head back up to stare down at her, grinning. "Whatever you say."
The moments where Killua wasn't looking smug were few and far between. She wished he hadn't chosen this moment in particular to switch it up. His eyes were as soft as the kiss he planted on her lips.
Canary groaned, turning over onto her back. She hadn't been angry enough because if she had, last night wouldn't have even happened. She would've been dragging his sorry ass back home to Alluka. Why'd he have to kiss her all those years ago!? He threw her whole perception of him out of whack! There had been so many days where she thought of the 'what ifs'. What if he'd stayed and they started dating? Or what if they put the kiss behind them as if it'd never happened? And then there was the 'what if' that made her feel a strange sense of peace... What if he'd stayed and they'd…fallen in love?
God, at least six years ago Killua had left her with just a kiss. She'd take that over…last night any day. Because it was too damn early to be feeling this wet over that bastard. Canary sighed, trying to push back the memory of him kissing up her thighs. She'd been aching for his tongue on her clit, clutching the sheets in frustration when he teasingly kissed around it. Nothing could've prepared her for his lips full on coming down on her clit, back arching and lips parting as he sucked on it.
After finishing, they laid down in the sheets, facing each other with little space between them. He took her hand in his, bringing her knuckles up to his lips in a gentle kiss before placing her hand on his cheek, thumb stroking the back of her hand.
Canary let out another sigh. Well, at least she had one thing to be proud of herself for and that was never once telling him she missed him.