Horticulture


07.

A Bite into Flesh and Bone


The blood on their skin dried and flaked, falling away from their flesh like ashes on the stained sheets. Hisoka admired the bruising that ringed Pandora's neck as she rested with her head on his thigh, her naked body nestled comfortably between his legs. The brightness of her phone screen reflected in her blue eyes. She worked to sink her fangs into her next victim, but after tracing the green contusions on the surface of her skin, he hurled the phone across the room where it smashed into the wall.

Pandora slapped his arm down as he chuckled and pushed her onto the bed, straddling her. He kissed her neck; one hand cupped her breast while the other pushed her leg up over his shoulder. He thrust into her.

She pressed her palms, fingers curled inside her hand, starting to push against him. "That hurts," she said, attempting to wiggle out from under him. She lowered her hands to his abdomen. "I'm still sore."

He withdrew nearly the entire length of his throbbing cock and shoved it in. She shut her eyes and hissed. She pounded her fist against his chest and turned her face away. He kissed the tears forming in her eyes, the saltiness stinging against his tongue.

Hisoka repeated the motion, harder, and watched her eyes redden as she bore it in silence, her moans an even mixture of pain and pleasure. Her entrance bright red and twitching. The tears rolled down her face by the third violent thrust. He wanted to see her dissolve beneath him.

She flinched each time he forced his way into her trembling core, listening to the broken syllables falling from her lips, and he orgasmed fast with her tight around him. He crushed her under his weight and she shuddered, gripping his hair when he brought her to climax, the arm she wrapped around his shoulders tightened.

She evaded a kiss and whispered against his smirking lips, "Keep going…until you're hard again."

"Didn't you want me to stop?" he asked.

"I'm all warmed up now."

She ground against him. The smell of blood that radiated from her skin excited him. He moved slowly, blood rushing to his cock once more, distending inside of her as the muscles in her wrapped around him snug. He stared into her eyes, her irises bright.

He ran a finger underneath one of her eyes. "They're blue again."

"Were they a different color before?"

"Green."

"You're starting to wear me out."

Hisoka slid in slow, his gaze trained on his cock disappearing inside of her. She breathlessly called his name, her voice lingered in the heat between them.

"Do you ask your old men to fuck you like this?" he asked, fascinated by her bruises on her neck.

She grinned. "They pay, so they get to fuck me how they want."

"So, if I pay, I get to do whatever I want?"

"I thought you weren't interested in buying sex."

He adjusted the grip of his hand on her neck, running his thumb from her throat to under her chin. He drew her lips to his, quick to run his tongue along the seam of her mouth, pressing in to taste the alcohol fading against the metallic tang of blood.

He felt the tickle of her fingernails trailing slow up his arms to rest on his shoulder. The bed creaked as she adjusted beneath him, moaning into his moving lips, her hands settling behind his neck, her fingers twining at his nape.

"Do you want me to fuck you like a lover?" he asked, her warm breath heated his wet lips.

"You're not my lover."

"What?" He exaggerated his affront with a mischievous tone. "I thought you wanted me."

She chuckled.

"It was the first time anyone has ever gone straight for my groin," said Hisoka.

"I've never had a man threaten to kill me while they had an erection, I panicked." She adjusted to his slow tempo, relishing the roll of his hips between words. "It's dangerous being a girl around these places."

"You unblocked my number."

"You're good in bed, but I never said I wanted a boyfriend."

He brushed his fingers across her cheek. "You're killing the mood."

Pandora stopped him and slid to the edge of the bed. He grabbed her arm and pulled her back onto the mattress, the springs groaned beneath the shifting weight of their bodies.

"How long are you going to play this game?" he asked.

"This game is my life."

There was something feral in her gaze that made his insides tremble. If he dug deep enough, he could hit a nerve and she'd show a different side of her, one worth paying special interest to, because while Pandora was a fun lay, he wanted to push her back on the right track. He intended to break her, but he couldn't do it if she wasn't as interested in the fight.

"You're a killer," he said. "You can sleep with half the world, but you won't feel the same satisfaction that you do when you kill." He grinned as he watched the words sink into the sea of her body like boulders. The discomfort radiating from her was as palpable as the tension building up an electric wall between them. "Want to deny it? Your proof is lying in pieces by the door."

She shoved him off, knocking him to his side, and sprung out of bed. She pulled on the first article of clothing she found, but stopped halfway to the door, looking down at the disemboweled corpse. She retraced her steps to Hisoka, a curt sigh escaped her, when shattering glass redirected their attention.

Pandora cursed and exited the room.

Hisoka followed her to the source of the noise. Pandora lifted Athena from the broken shards.

"You're disobeying my orders," Pandora said, her arms folded over her chest.

Athena gasped at the sight of Hisoka. "You said you were finished with him!"

"Wanna join?" asked Hisoka, leaning into the frame of the door, naked and erect.

Athena blanched and turned away. She growled. "That's not the point, you killed Helios and Carpo! Dio threw a fit and Mother is furious!"

Pandora clapped her hands, excited. "Is Dio near? I do believe I owe him a—"

"Mother changed Illumi's order."

Hisoka blinked. "Oh?"

Illumi showed him a picture of Medora Meljanac because he had orders to capture her.

"Has he got a trail?" asked Pandora.

Oh, it made such perfect sense. Hisoka laughed. "He will soon."

Pandora whipped around with a glare.

"Medora Meljanac, I presume?" asked Hisoka.

Faster than his reflexes, Athena snatched Pandora's wrist and pulled her out the broken window. He stuck his head out and watched them freefall from the eighty-story building. The two landed on the roof of an adjacent building where Pandora paused, looking up to Hisoka. She ripped the skin from her face and underneath it, he saw the woman from the photograph as her disguise dissolved into an orb of silver light.

She smiled up at him.

A third person appeared on the rooftop with her and Athena before the three vanished without a trace.

How thrilling.