Thanks for taking the time to read this chapter!
The following couple of paragraphs has a short and not too graphic lemon--
I think you will like this chapter, it will be the start of the, hopefully, dramatic conclusion of Kassari's last week with Hisoka (before she is free to go her own way again.)
Kassari chugged a bottle of water quickly feeling a little self-conscious and over heated; Hisoka had grabbed her hand and pulled the girl out of the training room and towards their suite. He tugged her into the shower and followed turning it on full blast. He impatiently tore her clothes off under the warm pounding water and furiously shredded his own.
He turned her to the wall bracing his hands on either side of her head as he thrust into her. The sparring had filled him with need that could only be satisfied with carnal expression. After he finished with her, the princess was exhausted from the long day. Showing uncharacteristic gentleness, Hisoka tucked her into bed for a long, dreamless sleep.
He walked into the sitting room and dialed a number on his cell.
"Mushi, mushi?"
"It's me. What's happening with the situation?"
"The person following you is male, early 20's blond. Damn fast, but paying close attention to you and your bird and not much else so I'm able to get pretty close. According to the hunter web site, he's a member Moslou Royal Guard but is currently on leave. However, he is under no direct orders to be here that I can discern and he is exhibiting some unusual emotions. Namely, jealousy and rage, he also fingers an odd looking knife frequently. His name is Jai Hitoki."
"O.k. Illumi, your fee will be in the account in ten minutes. But I think this needs deeper investigation. His mannerisms are more like a stalker than a family body guard. Do what you have to and I will add an extra 505 on to your regular fee, plus expenses."
"Fine, I will have one of my brothers work on the some of the outside investigation."
"I'm going out now. That guy was at our practice though. He's probably still close. I may have you take him out."
"That girl is becoming quite high maintenance you know. "Illumi laughed.
"She's worth it and besides what's the point of having money if you can't spend it."
"Hmm, when you dump her I may have to step in to console her broken heart. Providing you haven't killed her instead."
Hisoka glared at his phone, "Don't even think about it. She's mine."
"Ha ha ha, we'll see. You do get bored so easily."\
Hisoka hung up, not even bothering to dingy that with a response. Illumi laughed harder, "Oh, how the mighty have fallen." As he sped off into the night in search of his query.
The magician quickly vacated the suite to meet up with a blue haired girl at a hole-in-the-wall diner two street over.
"The boss isn't happy with you for missing out on our last mission."
Hisoka shrugged, looking slightly arrogant, fairly obvious that Kuoro's feelings meant nothing to him. "So are you going to be at my next fight or not? It's the 18th, a little under a month. I will probably need your talents."
"Yes, I'll be there." The odd looking female answered him. "So, who is the person you were sparring with?"
"Why? Jealous?" He peered at her.
She just shrugged and decided it would be best to drop the subject.
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Short chapter sorry about that! Anyway, I reposted this story to make a couple of small changes- so hope that didn't throw anybody (
The following couple of paragraphs has a short and not too graphic lemon--
I think you will like this chapter, it will be the start of the, hopefully, dramatic conclusion of Kassari's last week with Hisoka (before she is free to go her own way again.)
Kassari chugged a bottle of water quickly feeling a little self-conscious and over heated; Hisoka had grabbed her hand and pulled the girl out of the training room and towards their suite. He tugged her into the shower and followed turning it on full blast. He impatiently tore her clothes off under the warm pounding water and furiously shredded his own.
He turned her to the wall bracing his hands on either side of her head as he thrust into her. The sparring had filled him with need that could only be satisfied with carnal expression. After he finished with her, the princess was exhausted from the long day. Showing uncharacteristic gentleness, Hisoka tucked her into bed for a long, dreamless sleep.
He walked into the sitting room and dialed a number on his cell.
"Mushi, mushi?"
"It's me. What's happening with the situation?"
"The person following you is male, early 20's blond. Damn fast, but paying close attention to you and your bird and not much else so I'm able to get pretty close. According to the hunter web site, he's a member Moslou Royal Guard but is currently on leave. However, he is under no direct orders to be here that I can discern and he is exhibiting some unusual emotions. Namely, jealousy and rage, he also fingers an odd looking knife frequently. His name is Jai Hitoki."
"O.k. Illumi, your fee will be in the account in ten minutes. But I think this needs deeper investigation. His mannerisms are more like a stalker than a family body guard. Do what you have to and I will add an extra 505 on to your regular fee, plus expenses."
"Fine, I will have one of my brothers work on the some of the outside investigation."
"I'm going out now. That guy was at our practice though. He's probably still close. I may have you take him out."
"That girl is becoming quite high maintenance you know. "Illumi laughed.
"She's worth it and besides what's the point of having money if you can't spend it."
"Hmm, when you dump her I may have to step in to console her broken heart. Providing you haven't killed her instead."
Hisoka glared at his phone, "Don't even think about it. She's mine."
"Ha ha ha, we'll see. You do get bored so easily."\
Hisoka hung up, not even bothering to dingy that with a response. Illumi laughed harder, "Oh, how the mighty have fallen." As he sped off into the night in search of his query.
The magician quickly vacated the suite to meet up with a blue haired girl at a hole-in-the-wall diner two street over.
"The boss isn't happy with you for missing out on our last mission."
Hisoka shrugged, looking slightly arrogant, fairly obvious that Kuoro's feelings meant nothing to him. "So are you going to be at my next fight or not? It's the 18th, a little under a month. I will probably need your talents."
"Yes, I'll be there." The odd looking female answered him. "So, who is the person you were sparring with?"
"Why? Jealous?" He peered at her.
She just shrugged and decided it would be best to drop the subject.
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Short chapter sorry about that! Anyway, I reposted this story to make a couple of small changes- so hope that didn't throw anybody (