Story: Horticulture

Pairing(s): Hisoka|Pandora

Word Count: 1318

Rating: M

Author's Comment: The "A Week in Hell" chapters take place sometime in Ch 12 of Horticulture. I initially planned to post the pieces together as one long, very indulgent one-shot, but decided to post them individually instead.

Originally posted on October 31, 2018 as a Halloween treat.

A Week in Hell, Day One

Tuesday

"I like houses," said Pandora, a spoonful of yogurt in her mouth. Her naked back pressed into Hisoka's clothed chest. He reached over to take the spoon from between her lips and dug into the bowl of strawberry-flavored yogurt for his own share.

"What kind of houses?"

"Would it be better to say that I like interior design? I prefer minimalistic styles over others, but for the Meljanac home, I wanted to maintain the traditional air of the shrine. I did modernize the amenities when I took over the property, but I took special care to stick to my design plan."

"I've never seen you so excited," he mused, licking the spoon clean. "Not even when I have my tongue inside your—"

"Your turn."

"I like magic." With a flick of his wrist the spoon in his hand turned into a card—Queen of Hearts—and grinned. He turned it around and with another flick, it became two, then three, then four—all Queens when he showed them to her—and finally, he made them disappear. "Impressed? I bet you couldn't tell how I did it?"

"Don't ask if you have no intention of showing me how to do it myself."

"Where'd the fun in that be?"

"Okay, now wave your hand and give me back my spoon."

He offered her a half-hearted wave that produced no utensil.

Pandora jerked up. "That's the only spoon in the house!"

"Maybe you should've bought more spoons."

"I did! Someone stole all of my silver!"

He snorted. "That's embarrassing for a family of assassins!"

"How am I going to eat the rest of this?"

Hisoka pushed the hand holding the bowl up into her face to her surprise. She knocked it out of his hand where it clattered on the ground as he laughed.

She shoved him with an elbow and coughed loudly. "It went up my nose!"

Hisoka took her by the chin and forced her head back. He lapped up the strawberry-flavored custard from across her tightly-pressed lips.

"This feels gross," she said against his tongue.

He moaned, savoring every drop of sticky custard on the lower half of her face, and smeared it down her neck. He licked his lips. "Open your mouth."

Pandora obliged him and he pressed two yogurt-covered fingers inside her mouth. She ran the tip of her tongue from the base of them to the ends of his pointed nails, staring deep into his amber eyes as she worked.

He shifted in his seat.

Oh? She grabbed his half-hardened cock and grinned.

Hisoka pushed his pants down as Pandora sank to her knees between his legs.

"Too bad we don't have anymore of that yogurt," he said, leaning back into the cushions. His hand wound behind her head and guided her closer to his throbbing dick.

She nuzzled the base of his cock as she played with his balls and laughed against it. "I don't mind." She hummed appreciatively before she ran her tongue along the bottom of his dick to the tip. She sucked on the crown, savoring the saltiness of it mingling with the sour taste of his precum. "I love the taste of your cock."

Hisoka's dick twitched against her searching tongue. "You're way too skilled."

She pinned his gaze down and wrapped her hand around the base, jerking him slow. "Are you having second thoughts?"

He maintained a cool elegance as he relished the pleasure that made her nipples harden and ache to be touched. He responded, not a hint of a reaction except for the huskiness of his tone, "On?"

"Kill me or keep me for sex." She pressed her free hand against his hips and swirled her tongue along the crown of his cock. "Indecision is very attractive on you."

"You shouldn't talk with your mouth full." His took a fistful of her white hair and pushed her down on his dick.

She nearly gagged with his first thrust, but the pain in the back of her head felt so good it distracted her. She groaned, the vibrations straining along his throbbing cock as he angled her head and promptly fucked her mouth.

Listening to his haggard breaths combining into moans with every harsh thrust weakened her. Her body warmed with excitement, the core of the heat boiling in the pit of her belly. She slid her hand between her thighs and moved her fingers against her slicken sex, shuddering when she brushed the tips of her fingers against her clit. She groaned when his grip tightened, the tip of his cock tickled the top of her mouth every other stroke and made her body quiver harder.

Hisoka hummed, leaning his head back. "Impatient, aren't you?"

She muffled a response that vibrated along his shaft when she opened her throat for him and took him back in. He held her head still, pulsing inside of her, as she worked her tongue and mouth against his length. Tears sprung in her eyes, her own pleasure mounting as she applied more pressure to her sensitive clit, unable to hold back her voice.

God, she wanted more.

Pandora brought herself to orgasm, her insides tingling. She savored Hisoka's climax as it burned on her tongue and licked her lips. His cock remained eager. He stroked his length as she rose to her feet, her chest rising and falling in anticipation. They were far from done.

"You have something else planned?" asked Hisoka, leaning back so the tight abdominal muscles strained against his thin shirt.

"I plan to sit on your face."

He grinned, the grip he had on his dick tightened as it pumped up and down his length. "Sounds fun."

Pandora pushed him down on his back and climbed over him, straddling his face. He gripped her ass and guided her down onto his mouth. He burrowed into her wet sex, growling against her sensitive flesh. A shiver shot through her. She tried to bite down on her lip before the curse rolled off her tongue.

The pinpricks of pain from his nails pushing into her skin heightened her pleasure. She didn't have anything to hold onto and bent forward to hold herself up, but he held her in place, keeping her weight almost entirely on him.

Her cheeks flushed with the realization. "Hisoka!"

He scrapped his nails down her ass and she moaned so loud her voice echoed within the room. He pressed his tongue inside of her, drinking her in hungrily, focusing entirely on the entrance, purposely avoiding her clit. He teased a trail up to it, circled it slowly, humming appreciatively against her quivering skin, the vibrations of his voice muffled against her skin drove her crazy. She moved her hips over his generous tongue attempting to guide him to her aching clit.

Hisoka's hand came down hard against her ass and she cried out. "Ngh, Hi—"

His gaze narrowed, the hunger in his eyes hadn't ebbed. He sucked on her skin, nipped the silken flesh, and tortured her into a powerful orgasm that rattled through her in waves of varying intensity.

Her insides were still twitching as she clumsily climbed off him. He clasped her arm and righted her, drawing her body flush against him. He tilted her head back and kissed her, his tongue meeting hers, their tastes mingling thick and sensual between them. Their groans tangled into a single deep sound as his hands found their way back to her ass to spread her. She uttered his name and he deepened the kiss, her mind going hazy.

Hisoka hoisted her up into his arms and carried her into the nearest room. He spread her open with one swift thrust of his cock, her back pressed against the cold wall. Their breaths hitched, they were stock still as their eyes locked, and their panting slowed. Their compatibility was insane.

And morning dragged on.

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