Hisoka moved his hand further down Gon's abdomen "You never did tell me how it felt ," Hisoka whispered, letting his finger trail back up Gon's chest and resting just under his chin. "Do you like it when I do this ?" he asked, moving Gon's face and bringing it closer to his. He pulled Gon's hair again, releasing another small moan from the boy. "How about this ?" Gon's breathing began to quicken, just a little bit, "No, no I don't." Hisoka grabbed the hair more forcefully, "It looks like I'll have to do more to you before I can get the truth ," Hisoka's hand started crawling down his chest, down his abdomen, down one of his legs. Gon's leg jerked in response "What are you doing there?" he asked, his voice unsteady. "Oh, you'll find out ." The magician brought another hand down to the opposite leg and started to just lightly trace around both of them. "Eventually, I'll have you begging for my touch ."
The magician continued to rub the insides of Gon's thighs and started to go at a painstakingly slow rate. Gon trembled with anticipation, no fear. He was afraid. He didn't want this, he didn't want this, he didn't want this.
Hisoka smirked, watching the boy's internal war. He knew that it would take a while to get the boy to even realize he wanted more of this, but teasing him was fun. "Ahhhhhh, your struggles are delightful ," the magician moaned, watching the boy grow even more confused. Hisoka could see that his own sounds of pleasure were also a turn on for the boy. "Gon, you never told me how you feel right now ," he whispered into his ear, before gently licking the tip of his ear. Both thighs and his ear; Gon never stood a chance. Gon shuddered and Hisoka laughed "Your body is already telling me the answer ."
Why did his body keep doing this? Why was he starting to find himself wondering where the magician would touch him next? What kind of sick joke were his nerves playing on him? Hisoka moved his head so that he was breathing on Gon's neck and Gon trembled, unable to stop himself. He could feel Hisoka's hands going closer and closer to his...no, not there. He wouldn't go there, would he? No, of course not. Hisoka kissed the other side of his neck and Gon gasped, letting out the smallest noise as he did. "Ohhh, I see someone really likes it here , "The magician's breath was now tickling Gon's oversensitive neck. Crap, Gon thought to himself as he realized that his underwear was getting damp. He had touched himself before, but it had never felt quite like this. Gon didn't know why his body was betraying him like this.
Hisoka's hands moved even closer, even closer, even closerrr, but they were so slow. They were within a millimeter of his member and Gon cried out "No! Nooo! Don't touch me there!" to which Hisoka's eyes rolled back in pleasure "Ahhh Gon, cry out some moreee ," and his right hand gently clasped over the bulge in Gon's underwear. "Eaahhh!" Gon cried, unable to hold back a squeal. It felt so freaking good; he wanted more. He wanted his underwear to get ripped off and discarded it with the rest of his clothing. He wanted to feel more. Hisoka hooked his thumbs into the top of Gon's underwear "Hisoka."
Saying his name woke Gon up from his lustful cravings. He wanted more, but not like this. Not with Hisoka. Not in this alleyway. Not this way. "Let me go," he whispered.
Gon groaned out Hisoka's name and Hisoka felt his erection growing. He hadn't realized how good it would feel to hear his name like that. He could hear that the boy had almost given himself in to the feelings. Now all he had to do was get Gon to give himself to Hisoka. Hisoka moved so that he slowly, slowly began to pull down Gon's underwear, watching with glee as the boy trembled, trying to decide if he wanted Hisoka to continue or not. "Let me go," Gon whispered. Hisoka mentally chided himself; of course it wouldn't be that easy.
Why is he going so slowly? Gon wanted Hisoka to either hurry up and get it over with and leave or just stop and leave. He didn't want Hisoka to know he wanted more, but oh he wanted it. These feelings; he had never felt them before and he needed to know what exactly was happening to his body. But Hisoka? He didn't want Hisoka, he didn't want Hisoka, he didn't want Hisoka. He watched Hisoka's face and his legs shook; Hisoka was clearly experiencing pleasure at the moment and Gon found himself even more aroused by this. "Mmmmm " the red-haired man said, inhaling Gon's scent again. "Hey Gon...would you like me to take these off ?" he whispered into his ear, slowly moving his underwear even further down. "You only have to say yes and I'll show you pleasures of the flesh that you've never even dreamed of." He leaned in, sucked a little on Gon's neck and the teen moaned in response. It felt so...crazy. Why would that feel good? Why did Gon want to feel more of that? If he didn't tell the magician he wanted more, he wouldn't get more. Gon didn't want to say he wanted more. The magician groaned "Ahhh Gon, your eyes are sooo exhilarating ."
Suddenly, hearing Hisoka say his name like that was the best thing that had ever happened to Gon. Gon let out a mumble of pleasure and the magician leaned down "What was that? Did you tell me to leave ?" he asked in a lilting voice. "G-go away!" Gon cried out and Hisoka smirked, knowing that he was winning. "Do you really want me to ?" he whispered. "G-go away" Gon stuttered out a second time. "Tell me not to stop ." Hisoka said as he slid Gon's underwear down Gon's legs. Gon swallowed nervously."I refuse."
Hisoka looked directly into Gon's eyes, "How painful do you want this to be for you? Do you want to have to explain the bruises and the..." Hisoka lowered his head to Gon's neck and kissed it again "...love marks ?" Hisoka asked. "Those aren't love marks if they're from you," Gon retorted. "Mmmmm, but do you want to explain what happened to you? How you were too weak to do anything about it? You've already got a mark on your face from where I punched you. You could pass that off as something that happened during the fight though. But these marks? You can't hide them. Give yourself over to the sensations and tell me not to stop ?" Gon thought about how Killua would react and took a deep breath. The last thing he wanted was for Killua to try to hurt Hisoka, because he knew that Hisoka would kill Killua without a second thought. "D-don't stop," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "No, Gon, I want to hear it. I want you to mean it ." Gon tried one more time "Don't stop," he said. His voice was still quiet, but it was louder than before. Hisoka was apparently satisfied with this, because he brought Gon's underwear down all the way around his ankles.
"Tell me how this feels, Gon ," Hisoka commanded.