After the stunning victory Hisoka was pumped, full with energy, aroused by the proximity of danger, pain and death. The rush of adrenaline, the thrills of overcoming the enemy were certain to awaken sexual urges in any man, never mind Hisoka. He acted seductively, every move executed carefully to make the best impression of calm and strength. Yet Machi knew, that when you deal with crazy lunatics like him, it's best to stay distant, keep things strictly professional. He had no power here. Even if (if!) she was attracted to him, there's no saying in how many ways sex with him could go terribly, even deadly wrong. And Machi valued her life and sanity a lot. You can safely say, that there's nothing she held dearer than her life. No way risking everything over a miniscule attraction.
"I'm always mesmerized by your skill," his voice was like a deadly venomous snake, crawling up her body. Luckily keeping calm appearance was one of her many strengths, "Perhaps I get myself injured, so I can watch you work your magic".
"That would be rather pathetic," despite knowing that he was probably just screwing around as always, Machi felt strangely flattered.
"For such a cold person you have surprisingly warm hands," his grinning could not be more obvious in expressing his dark desires.
She stopped her suturing to meet Hisokas eyes. He had that way of intensely looking at you, as if he was staring into your soul. For a moment there Machi had a feeling that he could read her reciprocating his desires, but she knew better than letting her guard down. She knew that he couldn't see anything more than a wall of indifference in her eyes. The wall was tall and strong, impermeable from the outside world.
"You know, I only came here to inform you about the next meeting", her voice was as cold as her eyes, but it didn't matter for the clown. She felt his presence as a train running fast down the track with no way of stopping before hitting her. It was so intense, Machi knew that she should leave him as soon as possible, until he misinterprets her company. She returned to work, „It is improtant that you attend this time".
The clown answered, eagerly
"I promise to come, if you will"