A/N: I'm back after a long re-edit on Unexpected x Developments and while preparing to update that story, I was so motivated that I thought that I'd work on this too!
Note: In this chapter you will see that Gon is having a nightmare. This is simply a headcanon of mine (you'll see it in UxD too) where I have it that he suffers from nightmares of the time he'd sacrificed everything he had in order to win against Pitou and also of the time he was in the hospital in that comatose state.
Chapter Summary: After passing out from drinking too much, Gon is in for a surprise...
Chapter Dictionary: [[Sound]]
Warnings: Rated M for Dubious Consent, Non Consensual Kissing, Non Consensual Hand jobs, Blindfolds, Breathplay and Non Consensual Tickling :3
Disclaimer: 1)If I owned these characters and HxH, my name would be Yoshihiro Togashi and it isn't.
2) As mentioned before (but repeated for disclaimer purposes), any similarities between this story and a certain doujinshi by a popular artist is purely coincidental. I had written this story before knowing about that doujinshi. It's actually quite funny to me tho that both that artist and I decided to put Gon in a blindfold for his bday :O
Thank you everyone for reading and especially to those who reviewed the last chapter. As requested by some, here is another installment of this story!
CHAPTER THREE: In the Clutches of an Unlikely Visitor
When Gon became conscious of his surroundings, he was vaguely aware of being carried on someone's back.
He tried to talk, or even think, but his brain felt as if it was blanketed by a thick fog and he groaned.
My head hurts...
"You awake?"
The voice sounded so far away, yet the arms that held on to his legs felt familiar.
"…"
Groaning again, Gon cracked open both eyes just enough to see a mop of white hair next to his face. "Killua?" He tried to lift his head but the sudden intensifying of his headache made him rest it again on Killua's shoulder. "Where are we?"
"Back at the boarding house," Killua replied as he climbed the steps that would take him to Gon's room. Despite Gon's added leaden weight, he did so quite easily and did not even sound winded to be carrying Gon and talking at the same time.
"Oh."
"Where else would we be?" Killua mumbled, shaking his head and adjusting Gon's weight on his back as he stopped in front of his friend's room. "Now come, we're here."
"I'll be back to give you your proper present later. Ja ne."
At that memory, Gon panicked, instantly becoming slightly more sober. What if Hisoka had really come back and was already in his room?
Waiting for me...
What would happen? Would Killua be okay?
"Wait!"
At Gon's outburst, Killua froze. "What's the problem now?" he asked, his hand still resting on the doorknob.
"Um..."
"Yes?"
"Can I sleep with you tonight?"
What?!
Killua was suddenly redfaced and almost dropped Gon.
"Hey!" Gon scrambled to maintain a grip on his friend despite his inebriated state.
"W-why this all of a sudden?!"
"Don't suddenly let go of me!" Gon tightened his hold around Killua's neck. "What's wrong with you?"
"No...what's wrong with you?!"
"Huh?" Gon was confused. "What do you mean? I only asked to sleep with you..."
"But that's not how you ask!"
"There's a way to ask?"
"Of course!"
"But we used to sleep together a lot when we were younger...what's the big deal?"
"Gon, we've never done something like…"— Killua stopped himself and his voice dropped an octave when he realized what Gon was really asking him—"oh..."
"Killua?"
I see...that not what he wanted..
"Killua...are you—"
"It's nothing," Killua grumbled, replying to Gon's unspoken question. "I thought you were talking about something else."
"But what could I be talki—"
"Anyway," Killua said cutting him off. "Is there a reason you don't want to sleep in your room?"
Gon blushed slightly, but in the darkness of the corridor, Killua couldn't see it. "Not really..." he mumbled into the fabric of Killua's T-shirt, "I just don't want to…go in there..."
Oh so that's it? He's just scared of being alone? Killua grinned and without replying, pushed open the door in front of them.
"Wait, Killua no! He might be in here an—!"
Killua paused abruptly. "Who might be in here?"
"…" At Killua's question, Gon peeked out from behind his friend's bushy head to look around the room. He held his breath as the expectation swelling in his chest made his heart beat faster but as he surveyed the room, the realization finally hit that it was empty. "He's not here...?"
Blue eyes narrowing, Killua asked, "Who's not here?"
"But he said that he was coming back..."
"What?" Killua was confused by the disappointment in Gon's voice but thinking that his friend was simply talking nonsense in his drunken state, he grinned mischievously, deciding to tease him. "Who were you expecting Gon?" he started. "The Boogeyman? Is that why you were afraid?"
At Killua's laughter, Gon puffed up his cheeks and slapped him hard on his back. "I'm not a kid Killua! Only children are afraid of the Boogeyman!" he argued but when Killua only continued to laugh, he hit him again.
"Ow, ow ow! That hurts Gon!"
"Well don't make fun of me!"
Walking quickly to Gon's bed whilst Gon was still hitting him, Killua practically threw him on it and pounced on him.
"Hey! Ah!" Gon laughed as Killua started tickling him. "Stop!"
"Why should I?" Killua grinned maliciously. "You didn't want to stop when you were hitting me!"
"Pleeeeease! I'm really ticklish!"
"I know…"
"Killua!" Gon screamed, trying to grab his hands but Killua easily avoided him. "Stop! I'm sorry..."
"But didn't you just say that you weren't a kid? So why do you still have tickles?"
"I—" Gon stopped fighting him and held both hands to his lips.
"Yes Gon?"
"I think I'm going to be sick..."
Killua stopped tickling him immediately and frowned, looking down at Gon's slightly green face. "Want to go to the bathroom?"
"No..." Gon took a moment to breathe now that he was no longer being tickled. "I think I'm okay now."
"And I think you're such a noob," Killua muttered, still frowning at him. "Why did you drink when you know you can't handle alcohol?"
"I didn't know this would have happened…" Gon groaned and rolled over unto his tummy, suddenly feeling extremely tired. "And besides, I was curious."
"You're always curious." Killua sighed. "Whatever, your body would burn it off in no time."
"I guess."
"Anyway, just get some rest, we're going out pretty early with Kite tomorrow."
"What?" Gon rolled over so that he could look to where Killua was now perched on the edge of his bed. "Where are we going?"
"If you weren't busy drunk dancing with everyone in the group, you'd have heard when she had mentioned it."
"I was just having fun..."
"Obviously," Killua grumbled bitterly. "And too much fun too."
Gon laughed awkwardly, deciding that it was best not to respond.
An awkward silence hung between them before the bed shifted and Killua got up to leave. Yawning, he looked down at Gon staring absently at the ceiling. "I'm tired, see you in the morning."
Gon continued to look up at the ceiling as his mind drifted.
Hisoka.
Would he really come back here again?
Tonight?
"I want to cum inside of you…I want to be inside of you…as many times as possible..."
"I wonder what it would feel like to be inside of your nice ass Gon-kun? ~"
My...ass?
The sound of the doorknob turning alerted him to the fact that Killua was leaving and Gon tried to sit up but that move only made his head hurt more. "Killua..."
"Yes Gon?" Killua asked, pausing to look back at him. "What's the problem now?"
Killua's tone bore an edge of tiredness but Gon in his inebriated state took no notice, only knowing that he wanted an answer to the questions in his head. Kite had mostly given him an answer to the questions he had about sex, but he was still confused about a few things. Things that he was sure that his friend would know about.
Killua knows everything.
"Killua, how do men have sex?" He paused before adding. "With each other?"
"What?!" Killua went completely red, his previous sleepiness instantly forgotten. "Where did that come from all of a sudden?!"
Gon managed to sit up. "I have a vague idea where it would go, but wouldn't it hurt if one man puts his—"
"Gon," Killua cut in before he could finish his question. "You're drunk."
"No I'm not."
"Really?' Killua asked skeptically.
"Well...I might be..." Gon pouted, lifting a hand to rub the back of his head but rubbing his cheek instead. "But I still want to know."
Killua looked at Gon's stubborn pout and frowned, realizing that his friend was not going to let him go unless he got the answer he wanted. "Yes Gon it does hurt, well at first and especially if you're not properly prepared or anxious. Now go to sleep." He took a step back, already too anxious himself to get out of that room.
"Wait, Killua, what do mean by 'at first' and how do I-I mean someone 'prepare'? I want to know more!"
"We'll talk about this tomorrow!"
"But tomorrow might be too late...I want to know now. I want to know if it feels good too!"
"Go to sleep Gon!"
"But—"
[[Slam]]
"Ah..." Gon looked from the door that was now closed to the hands resting in his lap. "Now how will I know?"
"Happy 17th Birthday my dear Gon-kun."
"I'll be back to give you your proper present later. Ja ne."
At the memory of Hisoka's promise, he mumbled, "I...don't want to find out like that."
Or do I?
Gon's heart thumped with excitement and it was in those frantic beats that he received his answer. He looked over at the lonely clock on his nightstand.
Twelve A.M.
Maybe I'm worried for nothing. Hisoka won't come back here since he knows I won't let him catch me a second time.
His heart started thudding faster in his chest and he swallowed hard.
Am I...disappointed?
Shaking his head and not wanting to face the answer to that question, Gon leaned back on the cool sheets and closed his burning eyes.
I'm tired...
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NB: A few hours later~
Urgh...
Gon groaned, his eyes squeezing tighter and his brow furrowing deeply. It had started off as a dreamless sleep but quickly morphed into something sinister and he tossed and turned, his reality now tortured by a phantasmal foe. It was the same dream he always had, the one where the true events of his encounter with the Chimera Ants' Royal Guard were twisted so much so that he was helpless against Pitou, where Killua had died trying to save him and he was looking down at his ruined body in the hospital.
Needless to say, it was not a very comfortable sleep but somewhere during the night he had suddenly felt settled...kind of the same way he did when he was a kid, and Aunt Mito would hold him to ease his nightmares.
Mhmm.
Aunt Mito...
Now half awake, he snuggled deeper into the warm arms that had chased away his nightmares and it was then that he heard a faint voice.
"...sleep."
Was he still dreaming?
What was it saying?
"Are you finally awake?"
Ah.
Was someone talking to him?
Where was that voice coming from?
Why did it seem...familiar?
He snuggled closer to the source of warmth, now feeling very cold and deciding to ignore the voice. He was obviously simply hearing things.
So warm...
"Gon..."
"Gon-kun? ~"
Gon gasped, waking fully with a sudden start when he realized that someone really was calling his name.
He tried to open his eyes but everything remained black.
Was the room this dark when I fell asleep?
Or...
Still wading on the residual stupor from his dreams, Gon panicked, thinking that he had gone blind when abruptly he was encircled by strong arms.
"Who's th-mmph?!" Gon struggled but the palm remained pressed over his mouth and a weight over him continued to hold his body firmly to the mattress.
That's when he realized that he couldn't see not because he had gone blind, but because something was covering his eyes.
A blindfold?
He went still.
Oh no...
Is it really—?
"Mmmm I see that you've finally figured out what's going on~"
"Mmnmm!"
"Ok Gon...I'm going to let you speak now, but on one condition...that you promise to be quiet~" As soon as Gon nodded in understanding, Hisoka removed his hand.
"Take this blindfold off," Gon commanded as soon as he could speak.
"No~"
"Why are you here?!"
"I came to tuck you in~ but since you were already asleep, I decided to sleep with you~"
"Cut the crap Hisoka, I'm not playing any stupid game that—!"
"Who said that I was here to play a game with you? ~"
"Go away."
"I'm so hurt~"
"What?"
"I came all this way to see you and this is how you receive me? ~"
"Well you shouldn't have come, then!"
"Tsk, tsk," Hisoka scolded gently. "Gon-kun~you don't really mean that now, do you? ~"
"Yes I do! I don't want you here!"
There was a moment of silence as Gon stared blindly up at where he assumed Hisoka was leaning over him. He gritted his teeth. "I don't know why you're here but I want you to go away!"
"So fierce~" Hisoka cooed, pulling Gon's arms up over his head. "I like that about you."
"I don't care!" Gon pulled against Hisoka's firm grip, already knowing that the man was about to bind him, but even with his above average strength, it was no use.
Frustrated that he could not win against Hisoka's strength, he fought harder to free himself and it was that as he was struggling that he noticed something: he could feel the texture of Hisoka's clothing against every inch of his body.
What?!
Am I naked?
Gon froze. Before falling asleep, although he had removed most of his clothes due to the fact that he had been feeling unbearably hot, he was sure that he had been wearing pants before he'd passed out.
"Hisoka," he ground out through clenched teeth. "Why am I naked?"
"The reason is rather obvious, isn't it? ~" Hisoka replied in his typical smirking tone. "I'm here to continue where we left off yesterday morning~"
"Why?!"
"Why not? ~"
Gon growled.
"I like you Gon, that's why~"
Gon's cheeks reddened with anger at the way the tonality of Hisoka's voice changed with that admission. The man was clearly teasing him and having fun with it. "Let me go, you bastard! I don't care what you like—!"
Hisoka's jovial chuckle interrupted Gon's budding tirade.
"What's so funny?!" Gon grated out in a harsh whisper.
"It's always so funny how you think that you actually have a say in how things end up~" Hisoka's laughter was mocking and crude. "Gon-kun~you don't get to determine what I do or do not like...especially when the difference in our strengths is glaringly obvious~"
As if to demonstrate this, Hisoka lowered his body against Gon's, pressing hard and causing the air to leave his lungs in a rush.
"Hisoka..." Gon choked out.
"What is it Gon?"
"I can't..." he wheezed, "...breathe—!"
"Really? Now isn't that a lovely development? ~" Hisoka asked calmly and before Gon could reply, his lips met the young man's, making it even harder for him to take any air into his lungs.
It was his first kiss...their first kiss, but rather than focus on that, Gon panicked.
He couldn't breathe.
He felt as if he was suffocating.
Actually, with the way his lips were forcibly sealed in that tight kiss, and his chest was being compressed, Gon was suffocating.
Suddenly, at the same time Gon was thinking that he was at his limit, Hisoka eased off of him without breaking their kiss and just as his nostrils flared to inhale deeply, Hisoka pinched his nose.
"Mmmmmmph!"
He's trying to kill me?!
Panic seized him stronger than before and Gon struggled even more wildly to free himself but Hisoka continued to hold his arms over his head with a firm grip on his wrists.
Feeling Gon writhing helplessly beneath him only made Hisoka's excitement mount higher and finally removing his hand from Gon's wrists, he trailed it down the length of the body that bucked and thrashed in an attempt to escape death.
Already low on oxygen, Gon felt woozy and lightheaded as Hisoka continued to keep his lips firmly glued to his.
When Hisoka's hand skimmed past his hips to grab his phallus in a rough grip, Gon tried to gasp, but the action only opened him up to an even deeper, searching kiss.
He moaned, more in relief that he could now finally breathe just a bit than by what Hisoka was doing to his body.
But that soon changed.
Whimpering under the assault of Hisoka's rough, needy exploration of his mouth and the hand that had started to stroke his cock with rapid, firm strokes, Gon felt as if he was dying.
It was sensory overload; Hisoka's adept tongue in his mouth and the buzzing of his skin in response to the man's touch were all too much for him to even be remotely disturbed that he had an erection in that kind of situation.
Trapped and helpless, he could barely breathe, the edges of his consciousness felt pricked by a black fog…yet his body was invigorated with a type of longing that he was unfamiliar with.
Oh no...
The feeling was mounting and the lack of oxygen was making the experience a whole lot more intense.
I can't be cumming…not now…not like this…
Gon's entire body shuddered and his legs started to tremble, from his toes that were pointed to the ceiling, all the way up his calves.
Oh gods…
No….
Oh gods…
Ah…
He still could not breathe but his hips lifted up reluctantly, following the movement of Hisoka's firm caress as if seeking the ultimate pleasurable reward whilst his dazed mind fought to stay in control. As usual, Gon's mind was at war with his body, but what shocked him was that this conflict, this distress, was beginning to feel incredibly pleasurable.
HOW COULD THIS BE?!
WHY AM I REACTING LIKE THIS?!
WHY DO I WANT HIM TO DO MORE OF THESE THINGS TO ME?!
"Hnnnngh…."
He moaned and Hisoka thrust his tongue further into his mouth while the hand on his cock started to stroke faster. Gon's hips jerked upwards and his nails dug into the palms of the hands that were bound over his head and his thoughts became muddled.
I can't stop it…I can't…
I think...I'm going to...
No!
Oh! I'm...I'm...!
Another tremor and he twisted but Hisoka held him firmly.
I'm...
Cumming!
Finally breaking their kiss to watch Gon's shuddering body with mild interest, Hisoka commented casually, "That was fast~"
Gon panted, red-faced and too distraught to respond.
"Should I take your rapid climax as a sign that you liked me touching you that much? ~"
As Gon remained silent, Hisoka continued to smirk while his gaze took in his defiled form. The young man appeared overwhelmed, gasping and trying to take in as much air as possible, but Hisoka was quickly realizing that instead of stopping at that point, he wanted to keep pushing his limits. He wanted to be inside of Gon and feel every movement, every contraction of his muscles while his body twisted, bucked and shivered in ecstasy beneath him.
I want him. Hisoka's eyebrows knitted together as he considered the implications of his sordid desires. But...Will my beautiful Apple-chan break if I push him further? ~
He grinned, suddenly overcome with the desire to see...and feel Gon fall to pieces for him.
Bringing the hand that had been stroking Gon's cock to his lips, Hisoka flicked his tongue across the stream of residual cum and smiled. "How did you like your gift Gon-kun?"
Gon did not answer immediately but only continued to pant as he slowly recovered.
"I'm so jealous~ you seemed to have had so much fun~"
Lips curling into a snarl, Gon tried to give voice to the gravity of his rage, "You...you..."
"Yes? ~"
"You tried to kill me...!" He finally managed to croak out but then coughed.
"Oh so ungrateful aren't you? I'm hurt." Hisoka dramatically put a hand to his chest over his heart although Gon couldn't see him. "Do you enjoy hurting me? ~" he asked, pretending to be greatly affected by Gon's reaction.
"I don't care! Let me go, I told you I don't want to play this game!"
"And I already told you~that it's not a game~" Hisoka drawled, whilst looking down at Gon. The younger man appeared shaken, incredibly helpless and at his mercy yet he could still sense the fire of rebellion in him, one that hadn't been extinguished by what he'd just done to him and refused to be extinguished even with the realization that he could and was most likely about to continue taking advantage of him. Gon's life was in his hands right at that moment but Gon showed no fear or desire to compromise.
Hisoka licked his lips and released a contented moan. His fruit was still as strong as he remembered; not just physically, but mentally as well. The passage of time and the challenges brought on by the loss of his Nen had only worked to shape and ripen him to his liking.
A smirk stretched the magician's lips wide. He wanted to play with Gon some more, he wanted to see how much more it would take to destroy that mental fortress that Gon had built up against him. He wanted to break him.
Yes~
"Oh Gon, this isn't over yet~" Hisoka whispered close to his ear, leaning even closer to run his lips along its heated edge. "I'm about to show you just how much your body belongs to me~" He paused for effect as Gon shuddered deliciously beneath him. "I'm about to teach you some truths about yourself~"
AN: Cliffhanger alert! Sorry :0 I had to cut the chapter because it had gotten ridiculously long but I'll be seeing you guys soon in another update to either this or UxD in a few days! I hope you liked the chapter ;)
It was fun writing KilluGon bromance and HisoGon smut...those are my two favorite things.
Note: And yeah...Gon could easily shout and Killua would (probably wake up and) come to his assistance but he did not do that for two reasons: a) He did not want Killua to be in danger from Hisoka b) As usual, he's trying to deal with his problems by himself.
Thank you for reading and review to share your love if you can.
