The moments carried on as the sliver haired assassin continued to glance at his dear friend in wonder of the thoughts that went through his sweet, innocent mind, patting his foot gently.

He knew it was wrong, but Killua searched through Gon's bag. The boy remembers his friend having a book where he wrote down thoughts, but refuses to call it a diary. Little, innocent Gon already knew he truly possessed girly features for ever wanting a little diary to express his desires and deep, dark secrets that lay in deepest depths of his soul. Killua knew how inconsiderate it is for him to violate his privacy, but he believed it was necessary for their friendship. As the white haired boy pulls the book out, he hesitantly flipped through the pages and to his surprise there were quite a few recent ones about him which were desirably cute.

Killua is amazing! He was able to gulp down over fifty ChocoRobos… or I think it was fifty, I kinda lost track after five.. Heh. I don't know why I feel this way, but I do kind of wish to…kiss Killua… Am I pervy?...

How cute?..., The assassin had a better idea in mind than kissing his dear friend; making love to Gon became his new goal. It seemed perverted and dirty minded even for Killua, but he wondered about the innocent boy's reaction if he turned him on nice and slowly with tender acts of compassion and love.

Will he be upset if I do this? He knew if he does this right, Killua would always be the one Gon needs and love, no matter what obstacles occur on their path of excellence.

Little Gon continued to squirm in bed, trying to ignore the subtle sounds Killua was making. His face rested on the clean pillow that he didn't do his dastardly deed on. There was a sweet scent radiating from the soft cloth of sheet-Killua… His chest began to pound hard; this smell overwhelmed his senses. The intensity of Killua's scent made the little boy believe the bed was beginning to spin around and around in a circle. He made soft, happy groans that sounded a bit sexual as the amazing smell consumed his body as he turned back over on his back.-

Killua immediately noticed Gon's outcries as his eyes began to widen with a sly smirk appearing on his pale face. Flinging the book back into the bag, Killua walked over to the window and pulled the curtains closed. He wanted an excuse for getting even more physically closer to Gon than normally. Climbing on top of the bed, the boy stared at his friend's thighs once again as his icy cold fingertips caressed his warm, supple skin. His tongue licked the small bludge through Gon's tight, green shorts, cupping his lips around his entire lump. A whimper squeaked from the soft breathing friend. Gon fidgeted and turned over away from best friend, snoring sweetly. Killua wrapped himself against his bright-eyed friend under the covers. His small face gleamed innocence as he slept soundly with an adorable smile.

The boy leaned in and gently kissed the innocent child's lips. He pressed his brims tighter to Gon's, but Killua noticed how he began to wriggle. As soon as the sleeping boy was about to peek to know what was going on, Killua quickly covered his eyes and pushed his tongue into Gon's mouth.

"Ku-...!" Gon managed to squeak, feeling his chest becoming tighter as it became harder for him to breathe.

Killua kept kissing him; he felt himself getting in the mood to do more. Not yet,he isn't ready just yet… he kept thinking; savoring each second he was allowed to be so tender against the cute boy's lips. Gon grabbed a part of Killua's shirt, gasping for air in-between twists and turns. His other hand was clinched to one of the white-haired boy's wrists. Gon began to tremble, he really didn't understand this feeling he was getting off of Killua only kissing him. It became rather passionate between the two boys as the kissing began to intensify. The dimming darkness was cooling for the heat they projected out to one another.

"K-Killua!" Gon finally pushed the other boy's lips away. "It's hard to breathe!" He gasped, breathing heavily; Killua pressed his forehead to Gon's, breathing heavily as well. Both of their hearts were racing and pounding for an escape out of their confided chests. The silvered haired assain showered Gon's soft, baby face with sweet kisses.

"You okay, Gon?" Kissing his neck, Killua asked concerned as he pulled his cool body closer to his innocent friend.

"Yes..." A soft, whispery response was made.

"You sure?"

Once Gon nodded, the white-headed boy pulled his shirt off. He kissed his friend's chest softy as strong tingles went down in-between the big, bright-eyed boy's legs. Killua smirked; he felt the stiffness arising from Gon's constraining, tight shorts.

P-Please be gentle Killua…

He licked his friend's stomach down to his little belly button, swerving his tongue just only a little bit lower to Gon's crotch. Killua's saliva was piercing brown eyed boy's warm, tender skin causing tears to gleam down his embarrass cheeks. The boy made his way over to one of his friend's nipples and rubbed it. He roughly pressed down on it, flicking it as his puppy faced Gon let out a loud, shuttering whimper. Just by the cute noises the baby enigma was making—it made his friend feel ready to devour him whole.

Killua looked up at his face and knew how badly he wanted to make Gon feel good, yet he never knew before now.

Oi' Gon, don't look at me like that… You're making me feel guilty.. Killua began to lick his baby's legs as his urge to rip off Gon's tight, sexy shorts was rising. I know you don't understand what you're feeling….but don't worry, I'll be gently. The puppy resembling boy closed his legs to the best of his abilities; feeling extremely humiliated by what his best friend was doing to him. For some reason he believed Killua was doing this on purpose to tease him like he normally does—this was entirely different. The sliver haired assassin pried Gon's legs open to reveal his throbbing bludge through the tight shorts, he tackled right on top him as he felt Gon's hard member throb from imprisonment against Killua's stomach.

The forest boy started to feel the same thing he felt before and what he did to their pillow-The young assassin slowly ran his fingertips up Gon's tiny belly up to his chest, tickling his warm skin; nudging his small, pink nipples which have harden from Killua's teasing.

Without any hesitation, Killua smashed his mouth against Gon's, pressing his own hard bludge on his friend's small butt. The poor, little boy didn't understand all of these confusing sensations he was feeling—he squirmed for a release. The intensity made it hard to breathe as Killua forced his tongue down Gon's throat.

Momentarily, the silver haired assassin pulled only his lips away, whispering softly against Gon rosy lips, "I love you…"