"You thought this would be it?"

Ging stood back up, returning to the mysterious box before making his way back. He looked at the boy with a smirk and placed something in his hands.

It was an egg. At least that's what Gon thought it was. It was plastic, though, and had a string connected to it. It seemed to be about three inches in length and one in diameter. It was silver and had a smooth texture.

As Gon was studying the strange object, Ging grabbed him unexpectedly and tossed him backward, landing him square in the center of the boy's bed. Startled, Gon stuttered, "u-uh, Ging-san?" In a single jump, the man was over Gon, his tall, bold frame dominating the child's thin, delicate one. His left hand clasped Gon's and his other trailed down the adolescent body, tracing its tan surface.

"Damn", he whispered, running his pupils over every inch of his body. He weaved his fingers through the frilly ruffles of his underwear. He was impressed by how nicely it fit him, although it did help that Ging went through all of his clothes and copied down the measurements.

He was so gorgeous. His muscles were soft but toned. His jaw began to hint at puberty while remaining baby-faced.

A drop of sweat rolled down the side of Ging's face. He sat up straight and tore off his baggy shirt and lame hat, tossing them to the side. Gon watched the way his muscles flexed and hair flop out as he did so. He leaned down to give him a light kiss, quickly becoming more passionate and needy. Their tongues slipped past each other, the wet, slippery sounds filling the air.

Gon's pulse was racing. He felt scared, but, for some reason, he still couldn't pull himself away. A part of him yearned for more. This fire in him made him kiss back.

Ging pulled away and examined how pink and swollen his lips became. He continued down his jaw, neck, and collar bone. Just a little further, and his lips were wrapped around a cute nipple. The boy gasped and clutched the sheets. He licked and sucked it raw, forcing adorable shrieks out of the child. He circled his tongue around it and suddenly bit down, making him jerk, and lapped up the saliva.

A huge shudder ripped through the child's body.

Whoa! What the hell was that!?

"Mmh!", the boy mewled, his body writhing under the feeling of his dad licking him up. Ging pulled away and stared down at his prince with a smirk and stole a glance at his nether regions.

"Finally", the man murmured, an evil look in his eyes, "looks like the drug's finally working"

Drug? What drug?Does he mean that pill he took earlier? The boy looked down and saw that his penis looked a lot like Ging's: it stuck straight up and seemed to have gotten bigger. It throbbed like hell, though.

Ging pulled out a little bottle from one of his pockets and popped it open. 'What's that for?' Gon wondered.

He squeezed it and poured a thick clear, lotion onto the tip of his fingers and looked at Gon with a devious grin. Gon watched curiously as he reached down, dangerously close to his member, but went to the back instead.

A single finger brushed his entrance, and he jolted.

"Well, well. Looks like someone's a bit excited", Ging taunted as he slid in his middle finger inch by inch.

"Ah!", he yelled, tightening up suddenly.

"Relax, baby", he said, stroking a hand through Gon's hair, "just relax. Daddy's gotcha."

Gon whined and recoiled as the man moved his fingers inside him, loosening him before driving more fingers in. Twinges of pain pinched at him until he finally began to get used to it. He sucked him in and hugged his fingers perfectly. He wanted more of this man. He had no clue what was going on, or what he was planning on doing to him; he just went with it, curious about what came next.

Gon's erection hurt. He wanted something. Bad. He wasn't sure what it was, though. Ging watched as his son squirmed under him, his face knotted up in the pleasure. His lace underwear was pulled to the side for easy access to his anus, and his toes curled in the stockings.

He wanted to fuck him so badly. It took all his power not to ram into him right then and there. He wanted to dig his nails into his flesh and thrust into the boy repeatedly.

But, he couldn't. Not yet. He must be patient. His little prince disobeyed him, no matter how subtly. He must punish him hard and well. He would learn. He had to make sure Gon would obey his every order. Just a little longer.

Ging slipped his fingers out, earning a whine of protest from the younger boy, begging to be refilled. He grabbed Gon's hand, trying to pry his fingers open. He grabbed the weird egg-like shape Gon forgot he was holding and positioned it over the freshly prepared entrance.

He shoved the whole thing in one push. The object slid into him with ease. Gon winced at the feeling of the alien object probing his body. He rolled his hips, adjusting to the unfamiliar shape.

Ging pulled out a remote-like object from who the hell knows where and waved it in front of Gon with yet another devilish smirk.

"Hmm?", Gon hummed, "what's that for-AH!"

A single push of a button sent body-rocking vibrations through the adolescent boy. Gon wailed under the pleasure of the over whelming sensation. He clasped a hand over his mouth to keep from emitting any more embarrassing sounds.

'Oh my GOD!', Gon thought, 'what is this!? It's amazing!'

His head flung back as far as it could go, his back arching off the bed. He was consumed by this fantastic feeling so deep inside of him.

Ging growled and bit his lip. He watched as his little prince squirm beneath him. He gripped the remote. He wondered how far he could push him. He pressed another button.

"Ahhh-HAH!", the boy screamed. His fingers gripped the covers and his toes dug into the mattress. The vibration turned into a surging pulsation. He whimpered and screeched. He began rocking his body up and down, moving with each wave of intense pleasure.

Ging turned up the heat.

Gon couldn't take it anymore. He gave up any effort to contain himself and screamed a high pitch moan. He completely lost it. He became a panting, blubbering mess and humped the air like mad. Sweat and tears rolled down his face and onto the bed.

"Ooh! AH! Mph!", he whined.

The sensation shook him to the core. Something was coming. It burned and wanted to be released. Each amazing surge ran straight up his body and right back down to his pelvic area. His penis twitched. He was so damn close. He wrapped his hand around it and started pumping energetically, just like what he did to his father. Just a little more. Thank God they have no neighbors; the whole world could probably hear him right now. Ging reached up to pinch a nipple and that was it.

"AAHHHHH!~", Gon screamed at the top of his lungs, his body wavered. Long spurts of a thick, white substance shot from his groin and all over him stomach.

The man ebbed the toy to a halt, but Gon's body continued to move. His hips still rocked to the imaginary oscillation inside him. Ging grabbed the string and pulled out the egg form, tossing it and the remote on the floor.

Once Gon's breathing slowed, he glanced down at his genitals.

What? It's still standing? Usually, after Ging comes, it goes back down. Why was he still excited?

Ging noticed it, too. "Hmm. Looks like the drug hasn't worn off yet", he purred, "guess it's my turn" He tugged at his britches, and once again, out popped his patient boner.

Gon stared at it with worry and gulped. He had a bad feeling, but he couldn't cease his craving. The man opened the bottle of lotion again and slicked himself up.

What exactly was he planning on doing? He wasn't going to do… that… was he?

He leaned over him. Ging trapped Gon under his weight, effacing any attempt to struggle.

He aligned his erection with Gon's pink, sensitive hole, and shoved it inward. Gon screamed. He only went slowly for a few seconds before thrusting violently. He penetrated him over and over again, causing unrestrained screams from his son.

He used his hunter strength to its full extent. He hit something inside Gon that made him lose his mind.

"Daddy!", Gon whined. He wrapped his arms around his neck and bucked his hips in sync with his thrusts. God, Ging loved to hear him call him that. He went rough, trying to make him emit more sounds. He fucked the lights out of him. This sensation in Gon was so much different from that vibrator; he's enormous! His father stretched him out and filled him up completely, abusing his prostate like crazy.

"Harder! Faster!", he whimpered. The heated demand propelled Ging forward even more. He granted his request with a grunt. The bells on his necklace bounced loudly. Hazel eyes rolled back in his head as he milked his G-spot. He went delirious. A trail of drool ran down the side of Gon's face. He could see stars. Strands of hair flopped out of place and stuck to his forehead. He pounded into him relentlessly. The room was spinning. Ging ran his tongue up Gon's neck, leaving a trail of thick saliva. His monstrous length throbbed inside of him.

They both teetered on the edge of insanity. They wouldn't last much longer. Ging gripped Gon's hips and delivered a few final thrusts.

"DADDY!", he screamed. Both of their bodies convulsed. Ging blew his load deep inside, filling his son to the rim, while Gon's joined his previous orgasm on his abdomen. The young hunter's face was tomato red. His eyebrows knit together and his mouth a perfect "O".

They stayed there for a minute, swallowing gulps of air in order to catch their breath. Ging collapsed on top of Gon before rolling to his side and wrapping his arms around him. They rested in silence, trying to recollect their scattered thoughts. Ging hugged him tighter, pressing his back against his chest. Cum seeped out of Gon and his anus continued to twitch.

Finally. Gon belonged to him. He was his possession. No one else could have him. He stroked his hair, running his fingers through green and black strands. He cleared his throat.

"So how do you feel about an allowance?", he asked. To be honest, he never truly cared about money at all. He just used it as an excuse to finally screw his child. Gon glanced at him before thinking to himself. Then he smiled.

"Hmm… alright", he said in a hushed tone. He shifted around so that he was face-to-face with him.

"Then it's decided. You were in trouble today, so you won't get as much; however, Daddy was harsh on you, so I'll give you two hundred bucks instead of one hundred" Gon gasped.

"Oh, yeah! I get to see Killua tomorrow!" His felicity returned at the thought of seeing his best friend again. Ging frowned. He was well aware of how close those two were previously after hearing all of Gon's stories. He didn't like the thought of him spending the whole day with some other guy. Maybe he should make it clear to him that he's taken.

Gon noticed the frown on his face and chuckled.

"Don't worry, I won't go anywhere", he reassured, pecking him on the lips, "maybe while I'm there, I'll get you something, too, Daddy"

He could've sworn his heart fluttered. He wanted to smother him in kisses and maybe fuck him another time for good measure. Instead, he went with "I love you" and kissed him on the nose.

"I love you, too", was his quiet response. Gon wrapped an arm around his bold frame as sleep tugged at his eyelids. He drifted away in Ging's arms, falling deep into unconsciousness. Ging closed his eyes and tried to do the same.

He held tight onto Gon. Nothing was going to take him away. This one was not allowed to leave. He trusts him, though. He gave his word that he would stay and will keep it. He is aware that he is under his control, and he accepts it. He won't run from him. He loves him.

But, perhaps he should keep an eye on him tomorrow, just in case.