Coveted
Synopsis:
(Hunter X Hunter Hisoka x Illumi shipping. Oneshot.)
(Mature/ Sex/ Obscenity/ Smut/ Fluff)
Alone in an airship, a private dinner for two, plans that were a little different from usual. Illumi couldn't look more beguiling dressed up in a kimono. Hisoka stared transfixed, wondering what the occasion was. Illumi's dark eyes glittered, keeping him in suspense, and maybe deliberately making him a little jealous.
Quick notes:
Illumi in a Kimono. YASSSSS! ~
It's an occasion special enough for a terribly naughty, slutty Illumi to come out.
Hisoka's so lucky. Heh~
This happens after Illumi's family drama in canon (the drama with Alluka and Killua), and before Hisoka's match with Chrollo (this happens in manga, and it will be a brief mention here only so it won't affect the story reading).
A mad revelry, just one more time…..
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Coveted
Hisoka could hardly believe his eyes.
The midnight haired assassin sat across the circular, marbled dining table. Elegant white nape extending from the collar of an expensive looking kimono. Tresses tied into a sophisticated low bun by his ear, tendrils of soft, fluid locks cascading along his neck and shoulder. The designs of his dark colored silk fabric weaved in harmonizing colors with his Obi, and complemented his snowy skin.
In the setup of a private table for two, high up in the air in a small, private airship flying on autopilot, it was as if the world beneath has fallen away. Illumi was the entire universe and more.
Hisoka barely touched his plate of high class cuisine. Too enamoured by his beauteous, mesmerizing dinner companion.
"Is the food not to your liking? Or has it become too cold for you to enjoy?" Illumi asked, slicing his food into small bites in a refined manner.
"The food is excellent. I'm just hypnotized by you."
Illumi looked up from his food, his lips curling somewhat into a tiny, proud smile.
"I'm glad you're enjoying the view. But if you don't finish the food, we can't move on to dessert."
"This feels like a special occasion, the way you've prepared everything," Hisoka remarked with a twisted grin. "If I were to guess, it must have something to do with that wish-granting sibling of yours."
A triumphant smile spread across Illumi's face, confirming it.
"I'm celebrating. Since I've discovered how to use Alluka's power without any back lash."
"Hmmm, control Killua to control Alluka, is that right?" Hisoka recalled.
"Yes, and if I had that power, I could probably wish for something to help you fight against Chrollo, since he has such a troublesome Nen ability."
"No, thank you. That would be sooo boring. It won't be fun if I can't fight him using my own abilities."
"Well, suit yourself. By the way," Illumi crooked his head, eyeing him critically. "When are you going to tell me? Your match with him – it's coming in three days, isn't it? At Heaven's Arena. I hear he's recently become a Floor Master."
"Oooh yes, I was going to tell you today. But I guess news travel fast. I can finally fight him." Hisoka gave a vicious grin mixed with excitement.
"I guess I should congratulate you. The fight that you've been waiting for so long, is finally here."
Illumi looked like he had something more to add, but he fell silent, so Hisoka didn't press.
"So, what will you wish for," Hisoka continued instead, taking a few gulps of his wine between food, "When you find him – them?"
"It's a secret." Illumi smiled darkly. "But it won't be bad for you, I promise."
Hisoka felt a sweat drop form along the side of his forehead and chuckled.
"Well, knowing you, I'm actually a little worried."
Illumi was sure to wish for something unsavory. And the price in payment would be equally disastrous.
"If you fail to fulfill Alluka's wishes after that, we might both lose our lives."
Illumi smiled at him assuredly. "Don't worry, I've explained it, didn't I? It won't happen if Killua's the one who makes the order."
"You say that, yet you've let them run off together. I'm starting to think you're too lenient on Killua," Hisoka deadpanned, pointing a fork at him accusingly.
Illumi scoffed. "It doesn't matter. If I can't control Killua, I will use someone else to pay the demands for me. It should be safe enough if I don't use our butlers. I'll just have to ensure the person is completely unrelated to the Zoldyck clan."
"Hmmm, you're playing with fire, Illumi. I hope you don't burn yourself." Hisoka felt he should warn.
Illumi threw him a derisive look. "Look who's talking? You best be sure you don't die in your match against Chrollo… though, I'm know you won't."
Hisoka gave a wide, unperturbed smile. He set down his cutlery and rested elbows on the table, interlaced his fingers, and rested his chin atop the bridge they made.
"Well, what do you think my chances are?"
Illumi paused from eating as well, looking away, quiet for a long while. Hisoka didn't rush him, letting him take his time to assess the odds.
When Illumi faced him again, his gaze was a little apprehensive. But his tone was objective.
"Fifty-fifty, is my guess."
"Oh? Well, those odds are good."
Illumi's dark eyes regarded him even more critically.
"That's only assuming he doesn't steal and collect any other abilities we don't know about yet."
Hisoka gave an unworried smile.
Chrollo was a specialist, able to steal the Nen abilities of others, making him tricky to deal with. Silva and Zeno had faced off with him before, at the Underground Auction, when they accepted the job from the Ten Dons of the Mafia community. And he was able to hold his own against the two of them with his proficient use of the stolen Nen abilities.
Knowing that, anyone would immediately peg Hisoka at a disadvantage.
But an equal footing, was fair game, especially coming from Illumi. Hisoka has fought against him, and also worked with him together before. Given the assassin's astute perception, he was certain Illumi knows the extent of his abilities well enough, to be most qualified to judge fairly.
"Yes, I see your concerns. But thanks to you telling me what some of his existing abilities are, I've already thought of how to counter them. That means he has already lost some edge over me. I just need to be wary of other new abilities he might have gained."
Illumi gave a little sigh.
"Well, I don't believe you'll lose. But just in case things go south and you decide you want some help, I can have my pins ready to kill him from the audience stands."
"Oh, you'll fight alongside me? How romantic."
"Well, do you want me to? Father might allow it if you hire me for the right price."
Hisoka chuckled at his suggestion.
"I'm afraid that fee will be too high even for me. I might spend the next ten years swimming in debt."
Hisoka resumed eating and drinking, prompting Illumi to do the same.
"And besides, I don't want you to try to kill him."
"And why not?" Illumi's hand paused for a fraction just barely after lifting his fork.
"Because I don't want you to die by anybody else's hand but mine."
"You say it like you're sure I'll lose to him," the assassin accused blandly.
Hisoka hid a secretive smile. "I just don't want him to touch you at all."
"Hmmm." Illumi looked unconvinced, but he didn't press further. He reached for his wine, swirling it slightly before bringing the glass to his lips.
"I should probably tell you, I had a date with Chrollo the other day."
Hisoka felt a vein twitch somewhere along his neck. He locked gazes with Illumi, observing him carefully.
"Does he have a job for you? Seems a little too much effort."
Illumi shrugged lightly. "He didn't hire me for anything."
Hisoka hummed in disbelief, but he remained calm, sure that Illumi had more to say.
But seconds passed with the assassin quietly and nonchalantly finishing up his drink.
"So," Hisoka prompted, "How was the date?"
"It was surprisingly normal. We dined, and had wine, just like now really. His table manners were excellent."
Hisoka found himself musing about Illumi's compliment.
Illumi was particular about certain things that were less of an importance by Hisoka's standards. It was as if his exacting standards were drilled into him from birth, matching his pedigree.
He momentarily mused how peculiar it was, that the Zoldyck family, extraordinarily wealthy and infamous, owned a legion of butlers, and wore a status of immense pride on their sleeves. An assassin family acting high class. Even when they were cold blooded murderers at the end of the day.
"Well, table manners aside, it couldn't just be so simple a date. Don't tell me you sat through an entire meal just admiring his etiquette."
Illumi took a few more sips of his drink. "Yes well, he was quite charming actually."
Hisoka stiffened for a second.
"Is that so? It sounds like you enjoyed his accompany," he remarked casually.
He hummed to himself, rising from his seat. He picked up his glass at the same time, empty since he'd finished the drink. He refilled his glass with the bottle of wine sitting on the side of the table, then went over to Illumi's side.
Then he unceremoniously swept all the dishes asides, sending them clattering and shattering noisily to the floor in protest. Illumi didn't appear to be affected by his rude and violent display.
Hisoka grabbed his arm and hauled him to his feet. He took a big swig of his drink at the same time, then pressed over Illumi's lips, pouring wine into his mouth. A tiny hitch became muffled by the alcohol, Illumi swallowing the liquid he fed.
"And so, did you have a little romp with him after?" Hisoka asked when he released his mouth.
Dark fire crackled inside Illumi's eyes. His lips curved upward into a haughty manner, a rare display that Illumi hardly ever aimed towards him.
"Well, what do you think?" Illumi taunted with a crook of his head.
Hisoka already knew the answer. He emptied his glass, keeping all the wine within his mouth then emptied the contents into Illumi's mouth again. The wine over spilled, leaking out the corners of Illumi's lips. Elsewise, the younger male drank everything, his tongue tasting like sweet ecstasy inside liquid fire.
When Hisoka pulled away, Illumi continued to regard him with a snide look.
"You little devil," Hisoka growled hoarsely. He drove their groins together, pushing Illumi against the table.
He knew Illumi wouldn't sleep with anyone else. They made an oath about it. But the raven male was deliberately trying to rile him, knowing how possessive he was over him. Now Hisoka's desire to defeat and kill Chrollo intensified three fold. He'd tear the Spider's boss to pieces, limb from limb. Take his revenge on him for having wine and dinner with the assassin.
Illumi was his date, and no one else's.
"Don't test me, Illumi," Hisoka warned. He felt his eyes burn hot beneath his lids.
He cupped Illumi's neck. Hands rough and agitated. He dragged teeth and mouth down Illumi's porcelain white flesh, finding his pulse and biting it. Possessive and coveting.
Illumi threaded his fingers through Hisoka's hair, gripping locks of it tightly, but he didn't pull him away. He kneaded the back of Hisoka's head, encouraging him, showing how much he was enjoying this. It made his cock tingle, sweet sensation drawing an ache that spread to his chest.
How could someone have such an immense effect on him? The words he say, and the way his body spoke. Every little thing prickled his senses, assaulting his mind, burning his body.
"How was he so charming? You've never even said the same of me before," Hisoka growled, his temples pounding wildly, aggravated. And jealous. And at the same time, exhilarated with how this wicked nymph was testing him.
Something was inherently different about Illumi today. He was thrilling every nerve in Hisoka's body, sparking up the rod between his legs. He wanted so badly to punish this naughty nymph, discipline him for deliberately stirring up his temper. He wanted to stab his insides and shoot lighting inside over and over until he couldn't walk. Until he learnt never to praise anyone else but him.
But before that he wanted to ravage the rest of his body first. Taste his enticing flesh wrapped up so coyly in this Kimono garb. He wrung Illumi's collar, pulling it open, wanting more access of his skin. Devour him like he had so many times before, conceited and self-assured that Illumi would never be tangled with anyone else but him.
You're mine, Illumi.
"So, are you attracted to him now? Is it because he's powerful?" He tasted his delicate looking collar bone, relishing in the increased exposure of skin in the wide 'V' of his neck.
Only mine. The words beat against his ear drums, an echo that only he could hear. Churning along with blood that boiled with impatience and obsession. Stirred with ire and displeasure.
"Hmmm, Chrollo is powerful yes, but he isn't as dangerous as you," Illumi replied breathily, hands running down Hisoka's nape, stroking his shoulders.
Illumi's touch sensitized the heated pores of his skin, sending his nerves into tremors. Hisoka wondered if the raven man even noticed that. If he knew just the kind of maddening effect he had on him.
It was excruciating to hear praise falling from his lips, praise about another person. Illumi should know better. He was certain the assassin knew. Yet he played dumb and continued to tease him. Complimenting another man in his presence, three times no less.
Said his table manners were good. Called him charming. Admitted he thought him powerful. How ridiculous.
I'll kill him. I'll rip that Spider apart!
Hisoka grabbed his hips and a one deft move, lifted the younger male to the table, just enough to let him sit atop the marbled surface.
"He's a murdering thief, that's dangerous enough, isn't it?" He eyed him a feral gaze, possessive zeal flashing from his golden iris. His body was throbbing, aching so badly, wanting so badly to pound into him with happiness and anger.
Illumi stroked the side of his jaw, staring at him with an infuriatingly amused look.
"Weren't you listening? The only dangerous man I like, is you."
Hisoka beamed, his eyes turned to crescents.
Exactly the answer he wanted to hear. As it should. Now and forever,
He lunged into Illumi, raiding his hot mouth with his tongue, licking every surface happily. He continued to yank his robe apart, impatient and annoyed with how tightly the obi was holding it closed around his middle torso.
At least, the clothing relented enough, draped loosely and falling off his pale shoulders. Baring all of Illumi's chest to his eyes, fabric slung languid under his cherry red nipples. The hair tie holding his hair had already come off, releasing his dark tresses that hung in disarray like fluid snakes draping across his shoulders and body,
The sight of Illumi, disheveled in his kimono, was so erotic.
"Illumi, you're going to kill me one day, I know it," Hisoka praised, his lungs tight, almost asphyxiating from such a stimulating sight. "You know just how to tempt me."
Then he grabbed Illumi's nipples and pinched them violently, causing him to cry in a strangled mew.
"But you've played around long enough. Tell me exactly what his motives are," Hisoka ordered.
"H-Hisoka!" Illumi hissed, hands flying to his wrists, weakly trying to pry his hands off.
Hisoka didn't let him off. He twisted the soft flesh even harder.
"He neither hired you, nor asked sex from you. I can't believe he would simply content himself to a simple dinner, with such an enticing date before him. Tell me, what did he want from you."
"I-It's you!" he finally revealed, gasping weakly, shuddering and writhing under his hands.
"Me?" Hisoka blinked rapidly, his brain clicking, then he suddenly understood. "He went to find you, for information about me?"
"Y-Yes!"
Seeing how hard Illumi was panting and how he looked like he had difficulty speaking, Hisoka released his brutal attack.
"Did he figure out we know each other?"
Illumi took a deep breath to calm his breathing a little, and aimed a pointed look.
"Somewhat, yes. He attempted to find out about your weakness."
"And so, did you tell him anything?"
"Of course. Your weakness, like he asked."
Hisoka frowned, noting the mischievous glint that suddenly flashed within his dark orbs, and the teasing curve at the corner of his lips.
"I don't believe you. What did you tell him exactly."
Illumi's grin grew so wide, it looked like his face split in half. His hair started to sizzle, levitating inches off his skin.
"I told him, your weakness is my butthole."
What? Hisoka stared at him with eyes wide, flabbergasted. His jaw dropped.
"You're kidding, right?"
"Is there a problem with what I said?" Illumi asked somewhat defiantly, one brow raised in a fierce arch. "You don't like me telling him about us? I expect him to die soon in your fight so I thought it wouldn't matter."
"Well, no, I don't particularly mind it. It's just, I can't believe the proud Illumi Zoldyck would dare to say something so crass to someone else."
"Hmmmph!" Illumi's hair fell limp again, no longer rising on Nen. And he brushed a lock of it along the side of his ears, combing through to the ends.
"I don't care what he thinks. I don't like him," he said unapologetically. "And it was the only thing I could think of at the time to convince him that he won't get anything from me."
Hisoka found himself chuckling, his chest tickled. It was suddenly easier to breathe now.
"You just praised him as charming. Will you make up your mind?"
"He is charming. But you're obsessed with fighting him. So I don't like him."
"Well that's nice to know," Hisoka admitted with a smile, lightly raising a lock of Illumi's hair to his lips, kissing them.
"And so, how did he take that?"
"He just smiled and asked nothing else about you. We spent the rest of dinner just talking about the food."
Hisoka snickered now. It was too hilarious.
"I wish I'd been there to see his face as you said that."
"It was boring. His face didn't crack at all," Illumi huffed.
Hisoka leaned in and laughed against his lips, enjoying the comfort that washed over him.
Illumi caught his lower lip between teeth and nibbled him. When he released him, his dark eyes glittered.
"It's much more fun teasing you."
Hisoka growled. His eyes feral again. Stimulated. "How naughty."
It was a tempestuous wind driving his mind tonight. All because of Illumi.
He slipped his hand under the kimono flaps covering Illumi's legs, wanting nothing more than to spread his thighs and ram his cock into it. However, the clothing was impossibly tight and restrictive, hindering his endeavor.
Hisoka cursed aloud, frustrated. Desperate to strip Illumi, burn his gorgeous form, perfectly balanced between strength and beauty, into his eyes. He would never tire of him, no matter how many times he saw him. And into his beauty he would ravage him, over and over, carving an invisible name, and stamp him with his Nen.
He grabbed the obi and started yanking it. He'll shred this stupid waist belt apart.
"Stop, I won't forgive you if you rip it."
Hisoka stopped at Illumi's stern warning, but he released a strangled sigh of vexation.
Illumi laughed haughtily. "Here, I'll do it. This is how you untie an obi, you brute."
Then he pressed a foot against Hisoka's shoulder, keeping him at a distance as he removed the fabric, unwrapping himself round and round.
Hisoka caressed his ankle and calf as he watched, licking his lips like carnal beast watching and waiting for its prey. It was the first time he was seeing it, and it was possibly the most seductive thing he had ever seen.
He found the sight titillating enough to hold his patience. Watching Illumi unwrap his obi heightened his lust to impossible degrees, building anticipation. His cock jolted fiercely within his pants, already pumped hard and fully loaded with hot fluid, a separate beast of its own.
When finally the long obi was unwound, Illumi let the thick belt fall to the floor at the side. His robe immediately relaxed, laying soft against his body.
Hisoka shook, but didn't realize that he was shaking until he raised his arms, reaching for Illumi. The younger male removed his foot, allowing him to close their gap again.
Catching the silky fabric, Hisoka pried the robe apart, slowly and shakily. He pushed apart the two halves of the clothing, exposing tantalizing white ravine sleeping under the dark panels of his robe. He didn't remove the robe completely, discovering that Illumi looked more sensual half naked in his robe with his front entirely exposed.
Illumi. The nerves in his body convulsed like live wire.
He forced himself to steady his tremors, and compose himself to enjoy this slowly, savor the tantalizing rare sight of Illumi in an open kimono.
Hisoka gently held his knees, pushing apart his legs, happy there was no longer any restriction. Then he suddenly noticed red fluid trickling all over Illumi's white flesh. He gasped with surprise, finding the erotic nymph holding the bottle of wine in his hand, pouring the liquid all over himself.
Hisoka watched transfixed as wine trickled down his body, forming tributaries over white canvas like an erotic art.
His head reeled. His toes jumped and curled. His cock protested so violently, suffocating within the constraints of his pants which has become too tight.
"It's time, for dessert," Illumi informed with a deviant smile, his eyes lusty and zealous.
"Mmmmmmh!" Hisoka groaned, strained and breathless.
How in the world did he earn such a slutty Illumi tonight?
"Come, beast," Illumi beckoned, his voice soft and wickedly seductive.
Hisoka obeyed, hypnotized. He licked the trail of alcohol, head and cock pounding madly. He nearly screamed fighting against the fervent desire of his rock hard dick. Because he wanted to savor this precious moment for as long as he could.
Enjoy the shamelessly brazen nymph whom he has never seen before. Illumi was usually more reserved, and adorably shy. Hisoka usually had to spend quite some effort to warm him up, stimulating him and drawing out his hidden desire, until he couldn't hide his wanton lust.
Lewdly pouring wine over himself wasn't something he ever imagined Illumi was capable of doing. Clearly, Illumi was celebrating as he has announced earlier. Or, he was giving him a little something spicy as motivation before his fight with Chrollo.
Whatever that it was, Hisoka was thankful for it.
He grinned ecstatically, finding it so delightful that Illumi had such a hidden dimension to him.
"Mmmmh, are you enjoying the wine?" Illumi's lewd words coated him like saccharine goodness, sending goosebumps rippling across his flesh.
"Mmmmh." Hisoka hummed in reply, busily licking his way down.
"Hisoka, up here." Illumi tugged on his hair, whispering. "Drink more."
Hisoka glanced up to find he held the bottle above his nipple. And groaned.
He quickly head for his chest, and licked a nub in time to lap the wine that trickled errantly over his rosy peak. His mouth closed around them, voracious and perverse. His tongue licking in lewd revelry.
He felt himself getting drunk, intoxicated on wine and his delicious nipple. They were red and slightly swollen from his bullying earlier. Which only seemed to make Illumi even more sensitive. He mewed softly, arching and writhing slightly, trembling so sweetly because of his licking.
"I'm sorry I was so mean to this earlier," Hisoka cooed around the nub, glancing up and looking into his eyes.
"Mmmmh, I don't mind," Illumi admitted it coyly, his eyes dark and lusty. "You can do whatever you want with me."
Hisoka smirked, lips curving in pleasure and satisfaction of perverse embers.
"I wonder, how come you're so wild and brazen today."
Illumi returned a naughty smirk of his own, half coy, half seductive.
"Who knows? I guess I'm drunk."
They both knew that was a joke. Because Illumi could never get drunk. He'd been trained with high tolerance for alcohol.
"Why, don't you like me like this?" Illumi crooked his head, his eyes glittering something dark and delicious.
"No, I love it. Let me see more, darling."
"Mmmmh."
Hisoka continued to drink wine from his nipples, Illumi pouring from one side to the other so he would pay equal attention to both nubs. Lecherous heat filled him as he indulged Illumi, and indulged himself, suckling him pervertedly until the bottle was emptied.
Any dismay Hisoka felt was quickly overridden by Illumi's next words.
"There's another one in the cabinet."
Hisoka wasted no time to grab it, finding it at the side just like he said.
He plucked the cork just using his bare hands, then returned to bathe Illumi in wine. He poured it generously over his torso, kissing and licking and drinking the red waterfall. Following the water flow until he reached the south peak situated at Illumi's groin.
"Close your thighs," Hisoka ordered, a deviant idea suddenly coming to his mind. "And hold still."
Then he poured the wine over Illumi's engorged member, grinning as he watched it jump like a live fish under the waterfall. Sexy red liquid showered his erect shaft and gathered into the alcove made between his groin and thigh.
"Oooh! H-Hisoka!" Illumi jerked, panting breathlessly.
Hisoka grinned madly, delirious with the salacious view.
"Look darling, your cock is bathing in wine. How does it feel?"
"Y-You devil!" Illumi hissed as if angry, but his eyes gleamed with ecstasy, dark orbs pulsing with obvious exhilaration.
Hisoka laughed haughtily. "Don't let it spill now."
He dumped all the contents over Illumi, and carelessly flung the empty bottle away. He licked his lips, inwardly thanking his lucky stars for this sweet rapture. Then he dived over to drink from the sinful pool.
"H-Hisoka!"
He lapped the wine around the base of his shaft, breathing heavily, enjoying the pleasure assaulting him. The obscenity of drinking wine around Illumi's cutely, trembling cock, was pure euphoria.
In between gulps of sinful rapture, he peppered his cock with kisses and zealous licks, reveling how the engorged flesh twitched and jolted all sensitive.
Illumi twisted and arched like a sexy nymph, his pants loud and sexy, looking lost in agonizing pleasure. Wine sloshed around within his trembling thighs. He dug his nails into Hisoka's shoulders, gripping desperately, drawing blood.
"P-Please, I can't!"
Sensing that he was losing his strength, Hisoka gripped his thighs together to keep the wine from spilling out. He slurped and drank till nothing was left, licking and swallowing sticky fluid of Illumi's precum that mixed in.
"So tasty darling. Thank you for the drink."
Hisoka finally relinquished his legs, letting them drop over the table, limp and weak. He rubbed his mouth with the back of hand, wicked gaze scorching all over Illumi's lust-induced state.
"Shall I give you a reward as thanks?" Hisoka proposed, and finally, finally, unzipped his fly, releasing his cock from the prison of his pants.
Illumi's eyes dilated. His breathing hitched. When he exhaled, his breath came out so shakily.
Hisoka grabbed his cock proudly, holding it by the base like a trophy, tempting Illumi. Brain inwardly somersaulting with manic glee knowing from the looks of his eyes, how much he wanted him.
Say it, Illumi. Tell me you want my cock.
Illumi scooped his thighs, shakily lifting and spreading them wide, opening up himself to Hisoka's eyes.
Hisoka thought the airship tilted, vision reeling from the seductive slit beckoning between his ass. He resisted the bewitching hole with wills of steel, wanting Illumi to beg for him with words.
"Yes, here…" the wanton nymph pleaded softly and breathily.
"Hmmm, what about there?" Hisoka teased, stroking himself slowly, tongue drawing ravenously over his own lips, holding back with all his strength.
His shaft was impossibly full, he was so ready to blow his load into Illumi. It was almost too gratifying just waiting in anticipation for the glorious tight heat he would soon feel. He bade his cock to wait just a little more, because he wanted to hear Illumi beg a little more.
"Hisoka... Hurry. Here."
"Oooh darling, impatient for something?"
Hisoka moved in and brought his cock to his alluring crevice, making them kiss. The sexy mouth was twitching and pleading him so wantonly, puckering against the tip of his cock. So provocative.
"Tell me what you want."
Hisoka started rocking him, but he didn't enter his hole, not at all. Just continued to tease the outside of his rear mouth. Inside him, the fire was raging now, he was soon to be burnt to death. Hot beads of precum already leaked from his tip, salivating against Illumi's enticing rear lips.
"Mmmnh! You know what I want."
"Say it."
"Mmmnh…"
"Say it. What are you hungry for."
"Nngh!" Illumi grabbed his cock, squeezing it. "Please, I'm so hungry, I can't wait anymore... Your cock, Hisoka. Feed me."
Hisoka obeyed Illumi's raunchy order with a groan, and shoved himself deep into him.
Illumi's cry sent shivers racing down his spine.
He grinned with maddening joy at the wonderful heat that swallowed him. The starving mouth that sucked his rod, spasming hot like fever around him. Proud that Illumi was reveling in the taste of his magnificence travelling inside him.
Wild with triumphant glee that Illumi begged for him with such profane words.
"Good boy, darling. Keep talking dirty. I want to hear more."
"Y-You pervert," Illumi chided, voice weak and soft, throaty.
Hisoka gyrated inside his ass, eliciting a scratchy moan.
"Says the one moaning from having my cock inside."
"Nnnngh…" Illumi panted breathlessly, dark pools swimming under a sexy frown.
His skin was lightly flushed, well showing his pleasure, his desire, blood flowing with euphoria. So enticing.
Hisoka pounded him, wanting to give him more, hard and fast. Angling himself to hit the spot that Illumi loved so much.
"Is it good darling? Are you enjoying my cock?"
"Mmmmh, yes."
"Is my cock tasty?"
"Mmmmh, yes... So good. Hisokaaa..."
Illumi moaned as their carnal rocking continued. His sexy sounds driving Hisoka out of his mind. The younger male has rarely moaned so brazenly like a cat in heat before.
"How good is it? Tell me how much you love my cock."
Illumi offered a beguiling smile.
"It's the only one I want."
"Hmmm, are you sure? This mouth here is so lusty. What if one day someone else comes along and steals you away? Maybe you'll enjoy another man's cock."
"That's impossible. The only thief who can enter my cavern, is you."
Hisoka groaned, electric running through his veins.
He was loving this slutty Illumi talking so filthily. Usually the raven male wouldn't dare say a single naughty thing.
"Oh Illumi, you're like the devil today."
Illumi moaned, lips curling into a wicked smile. "The devil is you."
Hisoka encouraged him to keep talking. The dirtier, the better. Illumi was in a wild enough, and slutty enough mood to comply. Over and over, they exchanged sordid words whilst Hisoka dirtied him with sordid fluid. Their raunchy sex continuing through multiple zeniths of pleasure.
Ilumi's lusty cries mixed with Hisoka's beastly growls, echoed alongside the sound of flesh slapping noisily, filling the airship. They moved from the table to window, then to the floor, and once in the pilot seat. And a couple more places, just anywhere so long as it was surface they can lean on. Spilling lewd seed everywhere.
Both wild and celebrating. Both soon having something they coveted.
For Illumi, it was obtaining Alluka's power, which he believed would ultimately be under his control one way or another eventually.
For Hisoka, it was his upcoming match with Chrollo.
He waited over three years, and finally, his fight with the Spider's boss has come.
Then after Chrollo is done, perhaps it would be time to target finally Illumi. For real.
He licked his lips, already eager with anticipation.
He had known Illumi for much longer. But he had delayed fighting him for the longest. Even when the opportune moment came. Hidden behind the trees in waiting, planning to kill Alluka to gain Killua's wrath, then kill Killua to gain Illumi's wrath. In the end the events took a turn, so Hisoka put off his plan again.
But it was all the more gratifying just lying in wait for such sweet fruit.
It nearly drove him mad with joy just anticipating how it would feel to have Illumi's bloodlust coat him. Hisoka shook as he pounded madly into the assassin, the thought thrilling him as much as it was to dominate him on the table and everywhere else in the airship. Especially fucking Illumi half-naked in a robe.
Blazing embers of his desire refused to calm down, no matter how many times he pumped Illumi full of his cock milk, and devoured his skin and flesh. The raven haired beauty in a robe was bewitching at his best. Hisoka's mind was already two steps ahead of himself, getting excited just thinking about fucking him in robe on another day.
"Say, Illumi, would you let me fuck you again, wearing this on another day?"
"Nnngh… whatever you want. Just finish your stupid fight and come straight to me."
Hisoka grinned, delighted, and kissed him zealously. As fervent as his cock sliding into Illumi's amorous lips down south.
Over and over, they fucked with electrified bliss. Both coveting for more. Desiring one another. And having each other, for just another night with no guarantee for the future.
Perhaps this was really why Illumi planned his captivating wardrobe. This secluded, secret place among the clouds. And threw away his inhabitations.
It was for him.
In three days, Hisoka would be entering a match to the death, the odds fifty-fifty. One was happy about it. One, was not. No one could tell what would really happen. What the outcome would be.
And possible wish granting powers be damned. Because even when the assassin was willing to help, Hisoka didn't want any.
This could possibly be the unspoken reason why they remained entwined for hours all night. Unable to break apart. Illumi accepting his ravage, riding his carnage. Over and over. Hisoka pumping him with everything he had, until they were wrung dry.
Trapped and unspoken. The bittersweet joy and sorrow of the incredibly strong, of twisted beliefs, of self-serving needs and cryptic wants. A complex darkness where trepid thoughts were swept away under the rug.
A Manipulator and a Transmutor.
One with hair as black as night, the other with hair red like the rising sun.
Alone in a private airship cruising along the night sky, none was privy to the ardent culmination that rocked for countless times inside.
Maybe only the stars, that twinkled from outside.
But even those gaseous balls of light, had no inkling of the hidden, sacred thoughts that nestled inside.
(End)
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End Notes:
If Hisoka was killed in canon after the match with Chrollo, I will surely cry myself to death. Thankfully, he survives. ^^ But at this point, no one could be sure of it yet. So I cry for Illumi first T_T
If you enjoyed this, I have an indirect companion sequel called "The Beginning and The End". It is also a short story and can be read standalone, or can be read in any order.