The dual assault on his senses, Elsa's mouth on his nipple, Ana's hand on his boner, had Gon trembling with need, his muscles aching for a different reason now.
He pulled Ana into another kiss, his tongue plunging into her mouth with a desperate edge as his hands roamed over her body, sliding beneath the hem of her chemise to cup her breasts.
The lace of her undergarments was rough against his palms, but the softness of her skin beneath was intoxicating, and he groaned into her mouth as his thumbs brushed over her nipples, teasing them into stiff peaks.
Ana moaned, her hand faltering on his boner as she pressed herself closer, her breasts spilling over his hands.
"More," she gasped against his lips, her voice trembling with need as she arched into his touch.
Gon obliged, pushing the straps of her chemise down her shoulders to bare her chest, his mouth descending to one breast as his fingers continued to tease the other.
