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Kuroro wants to take him, breathe him in. He wants to burrow under his skin and live at his lips, tucked away behind his teeth. He wants and wants and needs.
Fuck. The damned nen-exorcist may have had a point.
Kurapika’s eyes flicker towards him, then, and the dull burning in Kuroro’s gut flares. The crease between Kurapika’s eyebrows deepens, but that’s the only sign that he recognizes Kuroro at all before he turns away from him completely.
“Be still, my heart,” Kuroro murmurs sourly to himself and yet he cannot look away.
(In which Kuroro must endure the side-effects of his nen exorcism. Alternatively, Kuroro is forced to have feelings and absolutely cannot handle it.)