Hisoka Tastes Like Bubblegum Inspired by ep 32 of hunterxhunter NOT for kids. A Strong M Rating. Enough lemony goodness to make lemonade. What would happen if after left, a hot housekeeper came to provide room service? Something about that shower scene just did it for me. Enjoy!
Busy Body
I am getting off of work later than usual. My feet are killing me and I am really starting to think about the possibility of walking to the subway in my bare feet. My sensible shoes have long since stopped feeling comfy and if not for what happened at the beginning of this week, I would be just all around bitchy right now.
As I started my 4 block hike to the subway, I just kept replaying in my mind the last few days. They were the strangest, most pleasurable ones I had had in a long while. It started while I was completing my rounds. I had just stocked my cart for tomorrow's shift after mine and was on target to finish ahead of schedule. I got a call from the front desk to deliver some extra towels to a guest's room. I cursed under my breath, I was ready to go home, and this was going to set me back. When I got there, of course there was no answer, so I let myself in and delivered the towels with a nice note and quickly exited. As I headed toward the elevator I saw a short little pixie of a pink-haired girl speeding out of the room. Something about the manner in which she left seemed kind of strange like something was amiss, so I decided to investigate. My instincts are pretty spot-on so I started to wonder if maybe she stole something…no that wasn't it. I just had to see what I was sensing so I could shake this feeling. Now common sense, and professionalism I might add, would dictate that I may not want to barge into a room that wasn't due for service, but I just wanted to make sure everything was ok, plus my curiosity wouldn't let me walk past the room. So I inserted my key card and went in. I was just about to say 'room service' when the words just died in my mind.
"Did you change your mind and reconsi…" My mind was blank, and all I felt was shock followed instantaneously by the heat of embarrassment. There in front of me was this gorgeous naked looking man. If he hadn't looked so sexy, I might have laughed. I could not reconcile in my mind this man's appearance that was so, I can't think of the word. His wet shoulder length red hair was wet and falling into his eyes. He had broad muscular shoulders, chest abs, there were muscles everywhere, and I admit I blushed when I saw his dick. But he had pale lavender skin, I couldn't quite figure out what to make of him, but I caught myself staring and I think drooling) and collected myself.
I started to back up, yeah I didn't want to turn my back on this vision when he out of the blue asks me, 'Do you have an extra towel?' He had a smug look on his face, like he knew that I was totally digging him. Flustered, I stammered out, 'Well no, I but I can go to housekeeping and get you one," I was ready to get out of this awkward situation as quickly as possible. What was I thinking? I guess that's my answer, I wasn't. "No matter, I guess I will just air dry," he said as he walked across the room, and I watched as the most perfect male ass I've ever seen, how do you say it? Well I definitely loved to see him go. As I was heading out the door it occurred to me that there was probably a towel already in the room, in fact several. Maybe he was stealing towels, maybe that was what I had been sensing. I shrugged, it was a moot point since I was about to get off and I could really care less.