AN: Hello everyone, thank you for your patience during my 3-week hiatus. School is ok but I spent all my time writing for this story than I did for my upcoming assignment…*FEELS CLOUD OF DOOM SLOWLY APPROACHING* (Don't look at me, I'm definitely going to give school priority after this update) =.=
Anyway, I'd like to thank you, my readers, for your patience, positive reviews and private messages. You guys are like the cutest most beautiful people ever and your comments really help to encourage me and keep my mind on this story. I'm sorry for the delay but I was being incredibly fussy over this. I hope that you enjoy this chapter as you did the others. It is a very important one and I'll admit that it was hard to write. Not only because my OTP was fighting and it was long, but having to get into character for the continuation of Gon's emotional breakdown (from last chapter) was a heartbreaker. And add to that my pickiness in wanting to get their interaction right, the underlying complex themes, with a bit of subtle emotional and character development for both Gon and Hisoka as they reached the turning point of their relationship and...yeah. This was the make-up or breakup point for our couple and I surprised myself that I was able to pull it off after quite a few revisions *DIES*
Response for last chapter:
Flora: Haha you made me laugh; butt / cheeks were said a couple times in the last part because...what can I say? It's a yaoi and Hisoka LOVES Gon's butt P
Music I listened to:
1) Bring Me to Life, My Immortal & Going Under by Evanescence and Jar of Hearts & The Lonely by Christina Perri to get me in the (heartbroken) mood for the first part of this. Gah! Do not attempt that (or maybe you should, but just make sure you have your tissues), the feels were almost too much D:
2) For the latter part of the chapter, Bad Romance by Lady Gaga. This song suits these two so well!
Announcement Time: OK, now for some good news. For those of you who aren't aware as yet, one of the wonderful artists on Tumblr (Custat) has decided to use this story for their practice in drawing comics (yes, you've read that correctly). If you're interested in seeing this story played out in doujinshi-style (of course you are), I have put a link to their comic in my Tumblr blog (under the page titled 'Unexpected x Developments' Doujinshi'). Yeah, and the link to my Tumblr is in my ffnet profile here lol. If you have the time you can visit and send some love their way for all the hard work being put into that doujinshi
P.S.: Someone...I forgot who – I think that it was a Guest Reviewer, several chapters ago – asked me to write a bit of Gon dominating Hisoka, so I tried :P
Chapter Summary: After realizing that Gon was hiding something from him, Hisoka uses Killua's plot – which intended to expose his past relationship with Illumi – to expose Gon's feelings instead. But he had no idea that this move would hurt Gon as much as it did. Pain is sometimes a necessary element in helping relationships to grow deeper…for when those wounds heal, lessons are learnt. But pain can also pull people apart. Did Hisoka go too far in his desire to push Gon into being truthful? And now, as Gon has reached his limit, will he be able to leave him?
Warning: (bet you thought it was going to be rated G) Rated MM for slight violence, lots of cursing and angry sex (yeah…)
Disclaimer: Hunter x Hunter with this sort of content? ...no? Well there ya have it! The original story and characters belong to Yoshihiro Togashi and not me. I just use these characters for um... well this story.
*Remember, Hisoka in this story loses his "~" when he becomes serious or gets upset!
Now come on, let's go!
Chapter Nineteen: My Prison of Passion, Pain and Need…
NB: Evening of Day 10…
I'm okay…I'm okay—another tear slid down his cheek—I'm not okay…
Sniffling, his hand paused on the door knob, which was surprisingly cold in his grip.
Why am I hesitating?
I have to hurry so that I could meet up with Killua.
Gathering his resolve, Gon pulled open the door as if he was once again faced with the insurmountable task of two years prior where he had to push open the Testing Gates to get to Killua.
But unlike back then, he felt no satisfaction in overcoming the obstacle. Instead he paused mid step, frozen where he stood, because standing before him, hand poised as if about to grasp the doorknob was Hisoka.
Fuck…
Hisoka was momentarily stunned. He was not expecting the door to suddenly fly open like that. And most unusual to see Gon standing in its opening, looking as if he was the worse for wear. He opened his mouth to say something but then noticed that Gon was carrying his travelling bag.
"Going somewhere? ~"
Gon averted his gaze.
"I would have thought that we had already cleared this up~" Hisoka started patiently. "Wasn't it decided that we'd stay with each other at least until we complete our mission? ~"
When he was met with silence once more, Hisoka continued, hand on his hip, "…and you were leaving without telling me anything? What if I thought something had happened to you? ~"
No answer. Gon just continued to keep his gaze on the opposite wall, an unusually pained expression on his face.
"Gon~"
Still no response.
"And why are you wearing that bandage on your neck? Were you hurt?" Hisoka reached out to touch the bandage but Gon slapped his hand away.
"What do you care…?" Gon bit his bottom lip in an effort to hold back the tears.
I will notcry in front of this man.
"What the hell do you care whether I am hurt or not or if something happens to me?!" he shouted, his usually placid expression now contorted in anger.
"What? ~" Hisoka asked, confused.
"You know what? Don't even bother responding, you'd probably lie anyway."
"But Gon—"
Gon slapped his hand away again as Hisoka reached for the bandage once more. "Don't touch me! Don't fucking touch me! Stop pretending as if you care about me! I'm sick of it"
"What's the matter with you Gon, isn't it obvious that you're special to me? ~"
"I'm not going to fall for that lie again you bastard! I saw you…"
"Saw me what? ~" Hisoka asked when Gon did not complete his sentence.
"Whatever. I'm not going to stick around here and play guessing games with you all evening." He took a step forward but Hisoka did not budge from the doorway.
"Where are you going? ~"
"I'm going to Killua's place."
Hisoka examined his sullen expression. "…with your travelling bag…? ~"
"Yes, I am going to stay with him from now on until I decide to go back home."
"Home? You can't be talking about…? ~"
Gon frowned, hesitating a moment, but when he spoke his voice was sure."Yes, I'm going back to Whale Island."
Hisoka's lips became a thin line; he did not like the sound of that. He did not understand why, but he could not tolerate the thought of Gon not being there with him. "So you're leaving me? Is that it?"
"I'm not leaving you."
"Don't lie to me. Why are you leaving, Gon? ~"
Gon avoided the question and the dangerously possessive look in his eyes. "I'm not leaving...yet. I told you that I was going to Killua's place. You could still reach me there. For now…"
Hisoka didn't like that ambiguous response either. "I'm not satisfied with that answer. Once you're not here with me you are leaving. And you still haven't told me why you're doing that~"
"I don't have to tell you anything," Gon snapped. "I've already decided to get out of here. Now move out of my way, I don't have time to waste!"
Hisoka did not move. "I don't want you to go."
"It doesn't matter what you want…" Gon hissed, his voice low.
The air in the condo became still, impersonal and all he was aware of was the blood burning in his veins and the man standing in front of him blocking his escape. The man he really did not want to see right now.
"Just get out of my way."
"No." Two steps was all it took for Hisoka to get into the apartment; his height advantage and imposing aura forcing Gon to release the doorknob and take three steps backward. Despite being at an obvious disadvantage, Gon looked up at him with determination.
Why is he so worked up about this? ~ Hisoka thought. It doesn't matter; the fact is that he is not going anywhere. I won't let him. "How long must I wait for you to give me a straight answer? ~"
"I'm not answering your question."
"Why?" It was a statement demanding an answer rather than a question.
"You know what you did wrong."
"I've done a lot of wrong things in my life; you'll have to be more specific~" Hisoka smirked and Gon just wanted to punch him and effectively wipe that annoying smirk off his face. It had been a long time since he'd felt the urge to do that and his fists clenched tightly at his sides, the desire to act out on his thoughts almost taking over him.
"Why don't you ask Illumi?" Gon said finally, realizing that Hisoka was content to continue skirting around the issue.
"Why would I ask him anything? ~"
"You're obviously close…"
"Hm?…of course we are, I've known him for years but that's about it~" Hisoka paused, being deliberately vague and eyeing Gon's angry visage as if not knowing the reason for his anger. "Is there something you want to tell me Gon? ~" he asked, pretending to be unaware that he had been caught kissing Illumi. More than anything, he was hoping that kissing Illumi in Gon's presence was enough to make Gon so jealous that he would finally admit his feelings.
Gon made an exasperated sound, quickly growing tired of the entire situation. "Look, I saw everything okay?"
When Hisoka continued to maintain his blank expression, Gon continued reluctantly, "You guys were frenching in the bar…"
Hisoka's expression still did not change, nor did he look apologetic and that angered Gon even more.
How could he not care that he hurt me when I caught him in a compromising situation like that?
He's not even trying to deny…or attempt to make up for it.
Finally Hisoka looked like he was going to respond and Gon held his breath, wondering if Hisoka was actually going to apologize for what he'd done.
Hisoka shifted his weight to the other foot, but still blocked the doorway. To him, the time had finally come to get Gon to say what was on his mind. "Ok…so are you ready to be honest with me now? ~"
The breath Gon was holding came out in a rush, as if he'd been punched in the stomach. "W-what?" he asked, befuddled. "Why do I have to be honest when you're the lying, cheating bastard?!" He took a deep breath. "You wanted to know why I'm leaving you? That's why!"
Gon was furious as he boldly met those intense yellow eyes that seemed to glow in the semi-darkness of their Condo. Despite his anger he shuddered, feeling a penetrating chill invade the space between them and reflexively he gripped the backpack in his hand tighter.
Hisoka folded his arms across his chest in an attempt to suppress the bloodlust that had started its familiar burning under his skin at the idea of Gon leaving.
And this time he felt as if he almost couldn't deal with it.
His glare was unrelenting as he looked down at Gon and in trying to sound calm, his words were cruel. "Cheating? I don't remember ever promising you anything," he said smoothly. "You know the kind of person I am… ~"
Gon took one staggering step backwards, feeling as if he'd been cut by those words.
"And since I've never promised you anything," Hisoka continued, "You shouldn't leave because I'm not guilty of dashing your hopes~"
Gon had no idea that these harsh words were simply the callous by-product of Hisoka's inability to deal with the idea of him leaving; that they were actually the opposite of what the man felt for him and he stared up at Hisoka with wide eyes full of pain.
"But this morning you'd said… "
So everything we had really was a lie?
A lie...
Why did I believe him? Why did I have to fall in love with this...?
The silence was deafening. It was so quiet that Gon could hear his own breathing and as he looked up at the silly lopsided grin that Hisoka always wore – at the smile that once captivated him – he felt the intense pain in his chest return. He brought his hand up to rest there, unable to believe that it was possible to hurt any more than he already had been.
Even though Gon had already come to his own conclusion that what they had was a lie, to hear Hisoka say something that confirmed it really hurt.
And with the hurt came despair and anger.
"You know what? I'm so done with this!" He shouted, taking one brave step towards Hisoka.
Hisoka countered Gon's movement with a menacing step in his direction and Gon froze, easily dwarfed by his presence so much so that he suddenly felt trapped.
"No. I won't let you leave…" Hisoka said, the determined look on his face intensifying and Gon took one step, then another back, appearing as if he wanted to be as far away from him as possible.
Seeing Gon struggle between fear and anger made him realize that what he'd just said had only made the situation worse and that his attempt to pressure Gon into admitting his feelings had terribly failed to the point that he might really lose him.
But what can I say? ~ Hisoka thought, confused. When it came to dealing with emotional situations, he was only ever good at indifference, manipulation or lying and now having and wanting to be honest about his feelings left him at a loss for words.
His brow furrowed; this was not working out as he'd planned. He should have known that, being an Enhancer, Gon was way too passionate about things and would naturally accept them at face value. Using trickery to resolve this situation had been a bad decision and asking Gon directly how he felt would have been the better choice. Now it was probably too late; it was obvious that Gon, currently meeting his glare with a bold, challenging one of his own, did not intend tell him how he felt and was content to simply walk away from him.
"Gon… ~" he started, ready to tell him the truth about the kiss. It was no use forcing Gon to be honest if it meant that he'd lose him in the process. This had already gone too far and Gon needed to know that he shouldn't be feeling threatened, because the kiss meant nothing. Not to him, or Illumi. And after kissing Illumi, as oddly exciting as it was to have that needle pressed against his throat…to barely escape the honor of an extra air passage, it really was not a good way for him to get Gon to be truthful with himself.
He saw that now.
Hisoka took a deep breath. "That kiss was—"
"Save your lies for someone else you jerk," Gon ground out, feeling sick to his stomach. "I've had enough of all your mind games. And you're right about what you said earlier, I 'knew the kind of person you are' so I should not have had my hopes dashed…"
"Gon, I was not bein—"
"Don't touch me!" Gon narrowed his eyes, shifting in time when Hisoka tried to grab him. "I already told you that I'm not sticking around here anymore!"
Angry and fed up, Gon tightened the hold he had on his backpack.
Noticing that Hisoka was still blocking his way, he headed straight for the man, pushing past him. But Hisoka grabbed his wrist just as he'd barely made it to the door, not allowing him to pass completely.
"I told you that you're not leaving," Hisoka said, pulling him back.
"And I told you that I'm going to stay with Killua." Gon struggled to free his wrist but the magician did not let go. If anything, he held tighter. "Let me go!"
"No."
Hisoka realized that he did not like the idea of Gon staying with Killua in this situation and it only made him angrier whenever Gon said that he wanted to leave him and go to his friend. The frown deepened on his face and like a wild animal whose property was violated, he felt the excessive need to mark what was his so that no one would dare to interfere with it.
His voice was dangerously low. "Why do you always keep trying to run away? You're with me now…so face me. I'm not letting you go."
It occurred to Hisoka at that moment that he wanted Gon to not just admit his feelings, but to stand up to him, to show him the jealous rage that he felt from seeing him kissing someone else. He wanted to see how much Gon cared for him instead of just being willing to run away when things got bad.
Are you going to just leave me so easily Gon? ~
I will not allow you to—
At the thought of Gon leaving, the bloodlust flowed out from Hisoka in waves, causing Gon to tremble as its cold, deadly fingers wrapped his slight frame.
Although the bloodlust was not aimed at him, he was too close and being unable to use his Ten as protection left him vulnerable in a dangerous situation.
Gon shivered but stood his ground bravely, staring up at Hisoka defiantly even though he knew that Hisoka could feel the slight tremor beneath his skin, the erratic pulse pressed against his thumb and hear his quickened breathing from quivering, parted lips.
Gon's eyes widened as the aura wave increased and he stopped fidgeting, immobilized.
Mistaking the bloodlust he felt for Hisoka's desire to kill him, he gritted his teeth, gathering his courage. "S-so what? You're going to kill me now? Is that it?"
"What?" Hisoka was brought back to reality by Gon's voice and his surprise caused the bloodlust to dissipate almost instantly.
Gon pulled, trying to free his trembling hand, trying to get away but the grip that held him was unwavering. "Isn't that what you'd said when we'd met in the forest? That you only 'spare those whose deaths would go to waste'?!"
"Gon...we spoke about this already, I told you that I have no interest in killing you anymore."
Gon was not listening to him.
"You don't get it do you?!" he practically screamed, agitated from being held against his will and having experienced Hisoka's bloodlust at close range. "I know that you don't spare anyone whose deaths would go to waste and look at me, I am no use to you anymore since I'm leaving! I won't be here for your mission, and now that you're back together with your boyfriend—"
"Boyfriend? What? Gon you—"
"Shut up, I'm talking!" Gon was livid as he continued, "And since your boyfriend is back, I'm no longer your fuck buddy! Because that's all I ever was to you right?!" His voice dropped an octave, coated in derision and pain. "So since I'm useless all entirely, is this the point where I die?!"
"Gon you are not being rationa—"
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Gon interrupted, trying unsuccessfully to pull away again. "Even after I've figured out what's going on you can't even give me a straight answer! You can't even be truthful with me. First you say you want to kill me eventually – you made that pretty fucking clear on Zebil Island. Then you tell me that you want to keep me around because you thought that I'd be an 'interesting ally'... but that was a lie!" Gon's hazel eyes glinted like steel, his anger suppressing his fear and regaining its strength.
"I said I wasn't lying."
"Yes you were!" Gon pounded at Hisoka's chest with one fist in an effort to get him to release his wrist from that harsh grip. "You're a fucking liar! And I fell for it and now that you're done using me, you're going to kill me aren't you?!"
"Gon, you're being irrational."
"Answer me you fucking liar!"
Hisoka grabbed Gon's fist mid-strike before it could connect again. "You want an answer? Okay, but I will not tell you again: I am not going to kill you."
Hisoka's tone was so determined and dangerous that Gon knew that he was not going to get away without a fight.
But he was prepared.
Wrenching one of his wrists free, Gon punched Hisoka square in the jaw. "If you're done telling me that you're not going to kill me, what the hell are you going to do now?! Kill me?!" Eyeing Hisoka's bruised jaw and clenching his fist tighter, Gon added, "I may not be able to use my Nen but I'm going to make killing me hard for you. Bring it on you fucking jerk."
"I'm not going to kill you but I am going to have to shut you up."
"What?! Go ahead, see if I let you, you bastard!"
"The pleasure's all mine Gon… ~" Hisoka smirked, adding, "You talk too much and don't listen enough~"
Gon was too enraged to acknowledge the twinge of fear he felt at the flare in Hisoka's aura, by that indomitable look in his eyes. "You manipulative bastar—" His words were cut off by the pair of lips meeting his own and he was too surprised to respond as Hisoka pulled away.
Hisoka smirked in satisfaction as he assessed Gon's stunned expression. "See? I shut you up~"
Gon gritted his teeth, turning away from his mocking eyes. "Why the hell did you kiss me with that lying mouth?! I am getting out of this Condo and you are not going to stop me!"
Hisoka stared him down, watching as Gon wiped at his mouth angrily, a disgusted look on his face.
"Gon—"
"Shut up and leave me alone."
"Are you sure you'll be content without me? ~" Hisoka asked, smirking.
"Of course I will be," Gon lied.
Hisoka tried to pull him close, but Gon refused to come any closer to him or meet his piercing gaze. He kept himself rooted where he stood, stubbornly remaining still and choosing instead to glare at the wall.
Hisoka's smirk turned to a frown. His patience was beginning to wear thin.
"Urrrgh!" In the blink of an eye, Gon found himself pinned to the wall he was previously glaring at. He turned his head, looking desperately at the door perpendicular to where he was held. If only I can make it out that door…
But the hand that was gripping his wrist did not let him go. Instead, it lifted so that his arm was now brought overhead, restraining it there as Hisoka's body pressed against his, trapping him against the wall. Hisoka's other hand grabbed his neck and Gon was forced to look up to meet his eyes as he felt the fingers push against his trachea, putting a little pressure there. Slowly, he was lifted to Hisoka's height, and his eyes widened with the increased effort to breathe.
And then it happened – those lips descended...
Those lips...
Gon growled, focused on the steadily approaching lips with wide eyes and pushing at the man, pummeling his chest with one tightly balled fist. There was no way that he was going to make contact with that mouth again. It was not his to kiss anymore, it belonged to someone else.
Were those lips evermine to begin with?
"No…" Gon gasped, pulling at Hisoka's sweater until the material gave way. But even as the cashmere ripped beneath his fingers he did not let go. Seeing the cause of his pain, misery and hopelessness right there in front of him enveloped his mind in an emotion so dark, so bitter that he wanted nothing more than to hurt as much as he had been hurt. And the thought that all this time he had been nothing but a pawn in a sick game fueled his resolve to not give in to Hisoka.
"I'm...not going to stay here...to be used whenever you're not with him... I'm not his fucking replacement!" Gon choked out through gritted teeth, still trapped in that crushing grip that made it difficult to breathe.
He coughed, trying to take in more air but Hisoka did not ease up on his grip. If anything, Hisoka had a look of confusion mixed in with the anger, as if wondering why he felt that way.
Gon ground his teeth.
That bastard, still acting innocent after all this.
"Don't you get it? He's not my boyfriend and you're no one's replacement," Hisoka said finally, lifting his head to look at him with intense, golden eyes before bending to try and kiss him again.
"Ahhhh stop…!" Gon fought him like a wildcat, clawing at his chest with his free hand and trying to free his legs to kick him but it was impossible as his legs were firmly trapped between the wall and the man's own.
"Look at what you did," Hisoka whispered, looking down at himself. The grey partial button-up sweater he was wearing was now torn right down the center and the buttons of the red checkered shirt underneath were all ripped out.
Hisoka smirked, pondering at his now almost completely revealed torso with an astutely raised eyebrow. "I didn't know you wanted me this badly," he cooed, deliberately taunting Gon with his words as he continued, grinning mischievously—"I don't blame you though, it's always even better when you're angry."
"Shut. The. Hell. Up." Gon enunciated every word, gritting his teeth even more as he renewed his struggle.
"Quite the foul mouthed one aren't you? Now I'm really excited. I just love it when you get wild with me~" Hisoka teased, his breath ghosting over Gon's sealed lips as he drew even closer.
Soon the lips made contact and as they moved smoothly against his closed mouth, Gon opened his – and bit him.
Hisoka recoiled instantly and Gon smiled, elated at the sight of the bright red blood dripping from his lip.
Take that you jerk, Gon thought triumphantly, licking his own lips and tasting the blood there. "Ready for more?" he challenged, his smile full of danger and contempt.
"But of course I am," Hisoka responded, his look of surprise deepening to one of erotic desire and Gon's feeling of triumph took a sudden dive. Those intense yellow eyes were on his lips once more and Gon could only assume that they were focusing on the blood smeared there. Hisoka was most likely enjoying this display of defiance – especially in seeing his blood on him and Gon gritted his teeth, hissing, "Damn you, you masochistic bastard…"
"There's no need to whisper sweet nothings to me Gon, I'm already yours~" Hisoka taunted, smirking as he met those defiant lips again, his kiss determined and confident. But even as he coaxed Gon's lips to open, they remained firmly shut.
He lifted up to kiss Gon's cheek, turning to whisper in his ear, "Gon... are you still going to be this stubborn? ~" He licked the reddened ear lobe beneath his lips then turned to kiss, lick and nibble at Gon's lips, enjoying the metallic taste of his own blood that covered them.
"Why are you so angry over something so minor? ~" he drawled, pulling back to examine Gon's expression.
"Minor?! I-I hate you!" Gon replied, his face beet red.
"Oh is that so? ~" Hisoka asked smoothly. "What a bad liar you are..." He smirked, looking into the wary hazel eyes that had never left his. "I told you before that you cannot lie to me. And even when you try, your body is always completely honest~"
As if to emphasize his point, Hisoka pressed his body suggestively against him, bending once more to kiss his cheek.
Gon was unable to suppress the tremor coursing through him in response to Hisoka's proximity, to the kisses steadily moving to attack the sensitive skin just below his ear. He gasped, short nails digging into Hisoka's arm as a reluctant, choked moan spilled from his lips.
Hisoka knew just where to touch Gon in order to make him weak and Gon's stubborn determination to remain unaffected by the caress was only making Hisoka more turned on, especially in seeing his little spitfire fighting fruitlessly against him.
Lifting his head once more, Hisoka pretended to sigh in defeat, licking his lips to assess the damage that Gon had done to him. He saw Gon's eyes follow the movement of his tongue as it smoothed over the cut he'd made on his lip and despite the fact that there was no remorse in those enraged hazel eyes, Hisoka smiled. "I'll say it one last time...you are no one's replacement."
"You…" Gon said through gritted his teeth. His voice was a dark, choking sound as he ground out, "…you can say it a million times but I...won't believe you...not after what I saw. Your words reek of lies…"
"Well then let me show you the truth...with my body~"
"Wha—mmph…!"
His lips met Gon's again and the young man felt his internal resolve quake this time. The intensity of Hisoka's passion, of what he felt for him was communicated very clearly through that one searing kiss.
Gon gasped as the lips departed him, only for teeth to delicately pull at his bottom lip. He groaned at the delicious pain.
The hand gripping his neck was unrelenting and his head felt light from the reduced supply of oxygen, but instead of passing out, he felt his desire mounting. Those soft, skillful lips returned to move against his own and Gon realized that he had been so busy expending all his energy in trying to breathe and keep his mouth tightly shut that the magnitude of his arousal caught him by surprise. Gon was so embarrassed that Hisoka was making him react this way that his rage began to unfurl and he felt vulnerable.
What…?!
Abruptly he felt sensitive all over, as if all the anger was exposed and he was going crazy with it, only to be stabbed unexpectedly and thoroughly by another brutal wave of hot desire.
No…I can't give in…I shouldn't...but…I want...I need...
His entire body shuddered with want and though he tried valiantly to retain control; the increasingly insistent lips against his own had Gon finally opening his mouth, surrendering as he lost himself in that kiss full of possession and passion.
The audacious tongue moved, slowly, smoothly against his own, coaxing him to respond and Gon's blush deepened, his moan muted by that scorching kiss.
No...
His eyes slid shut; Hisoka tasted exotic, like the most delicious berries and passionfruit…sweet like wildflower honey and brown sugar but so illicit that the lingering alcohol on his tongue was enough to make Gon feel even more heady and lightheaded.
Ah…
He loved the taste.
The grip on his neck loosened as he was lowered, but those lips remained firm, Hisoka bending to supplement their height difference. The hand finally slipped from his neck to trail down his body until it came to cup his already hardening phallus and Gon moaned, pushing his hips forward.
Hisoka's other hand still held his wrist imprisoned against the wall over his head and slowly, subconsciously Gon's fingers loosened and his backpack fell to the ground with a soft thud – the sound unheard above the blood rushing in his ears and his own slightly muted, breathy moans.
As Gon got lost to the emotions, the only coherent thought that occurred to him was that maybe he liked what Hisoka was doing to him – the pain, the contradiction, the everything that defied commonsense, surpassed reason and made him addicted.
Hisoka was addictive, dangerous and he had been taken over completely without even realizing it, unable to free himself from this prison of passion, pain and need.
"Ohhhhh…" Gon moaned helplessly as the lips left to torture his neck. The hand kept teasing him through his shorts and he shuddered, eagerly meeting Hisoka's lips again when the man lifted his head.
The fiery rage had given way to the fire of passion and it burned so brightly that Gon found himself not caring anymore that these same lips were just kissing Illumi's passionately.
All he cared about was what he was feeling with this man right now.
I'm so foolish...
Releasing his lips, Hisoka looked down at him, golden eyes clouded with lust. "Are you still angry with me? Do you still want to leave me? ~" When he received no answer, he chuckled to himself as he bent lower, picking up the young man effortlessly and kicking the door behind them closed with the heel of his boot.
Gon's face turned bright red as he was being carried 'bridal style'. "Hey! What are you doing? Put me down!" He pushed at Hisoka's chest but the other did not relent.
"Just 'shhhh' will you? ~" Hisoka grinned and continued walking, stopping when his shin touched the side of their large bed. Depositing Gon on top, he hovered over him, grinning even more as the young man looked up at him with a stern pout, arms folded.
"Why are you so angry?"
"Isn't it fucking obvious?!" Gon asked through clenched teeth, feeling himself getting angrier again. Just looking at Hisoka's calm demeanor that trivialized what had happened and seemed to expect him to forget about it all was pissing him off.
"So…you're still angry~"
"Of course I am, genius!"
Hisoka frowned. "But if you're so mad at me, why are you so hard? ~"
"What?"
"Right here… ~" Hisoka groped him through his shorts, feeling his phallus hardening under his touch.
[[SMACK]]
Gon slapped him hard across his face.
"…" Hisoka bit his lip, surprised to say the least. But along with the surprise was a very distinctive increase in his arousal. If this was how Gon reacted when pissed off, he wanted nothing more than to piss him off even more.
Kneeling on the bed, he reached for him.
"What the heck do you think you're doing?!" Gon struggled as Hisoka pulled his vest and armhole tank over his head.
"What does it look like? I'm taking off your clothes~"
"Don't…do that!"
Hisoka ignored him, twisting the vest around his arms so that they were bound. And while Gon was trapped like that, he reached for the waistband of his shorts, quickly undoing the buttons and pulling them down.
"I told you not to do that!" Gon kicked at him as his pants were removed and his foot caught Hisoka square in the chin. In the split second that it took Hisoka to regain his bearings, Gon finally managed to pull his hands free of his binds and scrambled to sit up, hiding his nudity with the bunched up clothing. He glared at Hisoka who was reaching into one of the slanted pockets of his khaki shorts to retrieve his phone.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" Gon launched forward to grab his phone and Hisoka raised it higher with one hand, throwing his shorts to the other side of the room.
Gon grabbed his arm with both hands and Hisoka grinned when the movement caused him to drop the clothing in his hand and expose himself.
"Wha—" As Gon finally wrenched the phone out of his grip, he felt Hisoka grab his cock, stroking it. "Fuck!" he gasped, doubling over and dropping the phone.
"Mmm nice~"
"Hey! Let go!" Gon shouted, slapping him hard across his face, but even to his own ears his voice sounded like a pleading moan. "Urrrghhh…" His palm stilled on Hisoka's cheek and as his hips bucked, his fingers curled – short nails digging their way into Hisoka's smooth alabaster skin as his hands dragged downwards, moving to push against his chest.
"Ah, so you're already this hard, huh? ~" Hisoka commented mockingly as he squeezed the erect member in his hand. His voice was ripe with excitement as he goaded him, bending to whisper darkly in Gon's ear, "Go ahead, keep digging into my skin with your nails; slap me more...put your hands all over me, make me hurt~"
Gon whimpered, struggling as Hisoka roughly pulled his naked body flush against him.
"No... Hisoka...!" The action caused his erect phallus to rub against the man's belt buckle and his body stilled at the rough stimulus, a desperate cry of ecstasy escaping his lips.
"Mmmmm…you're so fucking sensitive right now…" Hisoka looked down between them and pushed his hips forward, making the buckle press against the swollen head and Gon mewled, feeling helpless.
Hisoka listened appreciatively to the sounds of his pleasure and smiled, continuing in a sardonic voice, "I could do anything to you right now and you'll be like butter in my hands~" As if to exaggerate his point further, he ran long, graceful fingers down his back and Gon's body shuddered.
"Oooooooh…"
He laughed at him and Gon tried to pull away, but Hisoka held him tightly, bending to observe his neck.
"Now what is this? ~" Hisoka brought his hand up to touch the large bandage at the base of Gon's neck.
"You seem to be in quite the self-destructive mood this evening. First you're going out into the cold night with nothing but an armhole vest and shorts..."—he fingered the edges of the tawny bandage—"...and you're even wearing a bandage. Tell me, did you hurt yourself? ~"
Gon struggled. "What the fuck do you care?!"
"Oooh I like it when you're feisty, now I'm really curious about this… ~" Securing his grip on Gon with one hand, he held the edge of the bandage and peeled it off.
"Oh? ~" Hisoka closely observed the dark red bruise that stood out proudly on the tanned skin of Gon's neck.
"So you're trying to hide my mark~" He frowned as he traced its irregular perimeter with a curious fingertip, feeling Gon wriggle beneath him. "I was particularly proud of this one you know~" he added, bending to kiss the hickey. His breath skimmed Gon's sensitive skin and he relished in the reluctant shudder that raced through the younger man.
"L-let me go…!" Gon pleaded.
"No," Hisoka said simply, continuing to trace the hickey on his neck. "This reminds me of how good it was to fuck you in the shower this morning." He paused, licking and kissing higher up on Gon's neck before continuing, "No matter how much you try to hide them, there will always be more – I'll give you so many that no bandage in this world could hide them all~" Hisoka bent to nibble on his neck, licking and kissing the skin and Gon pulled away before he could mark him again, slapping him.
"What the heck do you think I am? Your property?!" Gon pushed at his chest, trying to put some distance between them, even as his bare knees slipped on the silky sheets. "You don't own me. I'm—"
"You're my fruit~" Hisoka said, pulling him closer and Gon couldn't fight the rough, possessive kiss forced upon him. When he attempted to pull away this time, Hisoka let him and the force with which he pulled caused him to fall back on the bed.
Hisoka smiled admiringly as his golden eyes roamed over Gon's prone, naked body amidst the rumpled sheets, taking in the way his legs were splayed wide as if welcoming him in.
"You belong to no one else…especially after I've waited this long for you to ripen…to claim you~" he said, looking up at Gon's enraged face while removing what remained of his shredded sweater and shirt. He threw them aside, and undid his belt, bending down to kiss Gon's thigh gently. "Remember that... only I will do these things to you~"
"What t—" Gon was rendered speechless when Hisoka's hand came up to grip his cock, stroking it slowly.
"What was that Gon? ~" Hisoka raised his head to meet his eyes and Gon started to get angry again at the mocking tone but the finger circling the tip of his cock soon made him throw back his head as a cry of pleasure left his lips.
"Ahhh..." Gon gripped the sheets hard, panting and trying to focus but Hisoka only made things worse for him when he removed the finger to replace it with his tongue, causing Gon's moans to become increasingly high-pitched.
Shit… why does he always do this?
Gon's hands fisting in the sheets was the only sign of his anger still struggling to maintain hold even as his hips struggled to disobey his mind, pushing upward into Hisoka's mouth.
Hisoka's tongue deftly circled Gon's hypersensitive flesh, skillfully tracing the underside and flicking the delicate ridge where the swollen head met the shaft.
Gon bit his bottom lip to stop the moan but it came out as a desperate, strangled, gurgling sound that made him so embarrassed that his face went at least one shade redder than it already was.
Hisoka's lips released his straining member to kiss his lower abdomen, smiling when the action caused Gon's hips to jerk upward smoothly.
"Damn you Hisoka…" Gon groaned as he looked up at the man now directly above him through unsteady, glazed over eyes.
"I don't know why you try to resist when we both know that you want this~" Hisoka replied, grabbing his hips.
"Wh-what?!" Gon stuttered when Hisoka flipped him over easily. "What are you doing?!"
"You'll see..." Hisoka said, his lips stretching into a confident smile as he slapped him on his butt. "I'm about to blow your mind... now lift your ass higher~"
XXX
"Oooooh… p-please…don't...I can't...I can't take it anymo—ohhhhhh!"
Gon felt as if he was ablaze…
And Hisoka was fanning the flames of the fire, content to watch him burn – especially when his adept tongue was doing nothing to cool him down.
"A—ah…ahhhhh… f-fuck what are you—ahhhh...!"
Bent over and kneeling on the bed, his fingernails dug into his palms, bruising them as he fisted the sheets – whether it was in anger or pleasure, Gon could no longer differentiate.
His face was being pushed against the mattress by the force of the hand pushing down on his back and he arched into Hisoka's touch as the tongue tortured him. It dragged across his flesh repeatedly, dancing, laving, moving dexterously and Gon's moan was long and needy …ending in a desperate cry as if it was the first and last time he'd ever be touched.
"Hahhhh..." Gon's body wriggled, wanting that touch, craving it.
Hisoka's smooth, skillful tongue started to do circles around the puckered rose of his entrance before spearing him through and he trembled, feeling as if he'd been speared through his heart instead.
"Hisoka…!" he cried breathlessly.
The man was now wiggling his tongue, doing things to him that Gon had never before experienced. Things that had him gasping into the pillow he now held tightly, legs trembling and tears pearling at the corners of his eyes.
What is he doin—? Fuck, this is amazing!
Hisoka flicked his tongue across his skin, pausing to bite him gently and Gon felt as if he literally saw stars. "Oh gods of this world...holy fuck... Hisoka do that again...ahhh...!"
Hisoka repeated the action and another tremor wracked Gon's body. "Hisoka…yes!"
Good gods this is too much, Gon thought dreamily. He could barely breathe, much less think clearly anymore. All he could do was mindlessly follow his body's desire to push back against Hisoka's mouth, wanting that warm tongue to go deeper than it already was.
"Ahhhhh..."
The tongue withdrew to circle one last time until finally ending the assault in a kiss on the puckered skin. Before Gon could catch his breath though, he felt himself being pushed until his hard, aching nipples were pressed against the silky sheets.
He moaned, drooling as Hisoka's tongue heated him up even more – tracing a burning path from the base of his spine up, up…slowly, tantalizingly to stop at the base of his neck.
Gon would have never in a million years believed that something so wet could make him feel so hot, so out of control, but after the literal tongue lashing he'd just experienced he was now a believer.
"Mmmmnnn... ~" Hisoka put a little weight on the body trapped below him, moaning as he rubbed his engorged shaft against the smooth, plump butt.
The action caused Gon's sensitive phallus to be squeezed between his own body and the silk sheets and he whimpered, shaking. Hisoka repeated the movement. "Ah..." Gon's breath caught and his hand gripped the sheets even tighter.
Gon could feel the smirk there on his neck as the man paused, savoring the anticipation until sending his tongue out again to lap at his heated skin. Teeth occasionally pulled and nipped at the tender flesh and somewhere in the back of his fogged mind Gon thought to himself that what Hisoka was doing was surely going to leave a terrible bruise.
"Ahhhhh…" There it was, that tongue on his earlobe.
What was I thinking about again?
It felt as if everything had been forgotten.
"Gon...~"
Gon shuddered when Hisoka blew a wisp of cool air on his neck.
"Mmmm…you taste so good...every part of you... ~" Hisoka muttered, biting into his tender skin.
"A—ahhhh..."
Hisoka shifted to lift off of him, allowing his hands to trace the length of Gon's body, eliciting tremors as they swept…down…down…down to finally grasp his butt cheeks firmly.
"Mmmm...~"
"Ah, Hisoka…wh-what are you doing?!" Gon stuttered as the man parted his legs, pushing them open to reveal him completely. His face burned as he tried to turn around to see what Hisoka was about to do.
But those lips were on his neck again, doing things that made his vision swim.
The magician scoffed, "What? Shy all of a sudden…~"—a finger pushed at his entrance—"…after all that we've done? ~"
The finger pushed past the tight ring of muscle. "Ah….ahhhh!" Gon cried out as he felt the single digit enter. In no time it was joined by another.
"Hnnnnnn…" he moaned into the sheets, eyes tightly shut as he relished the smooth movement of the fingers against his prostate.
Just then there was a loud polyphonic ringtone.
Hisoka looked around, then down to see that Gon's phone, partially hidden amidst the sheets, was ringing right next to him.
"Uh...uh…ahhhhh… m-my p-phone..." Gon tried to turn around but Hisoka kept his hand on his back.
"Ignore it~" Hisoka thrust his fingers deeper and Gon bit his lip.
"Urrrgh… mmmmmnnn…"
The ringing stopped.
"B-but it might have been important...ahhh...Hisok—!"
The ringing started again.
"More important than this? ~" Hisoka withdrew, then pushed both fingers roughly into Gon's ass again, twisting them for emphasis and Gon cried out, renewing his tight grip on the sheets.
"N-no… y-yes… I… I... uhhhhh… ahhh! Oh gods Hisoka…you bastard…"
Hisoka reached for the phone as it stopped, all the while maintaining the rhythmic movements of his other hand as it continued to thrust two fingers deep inside of Gon. The ringing started once more, the phone vibrating violently in his hand and he looked absently at the display.
Seeing that Gon's friend, Killua was calling, a wicked smile spread across his lips. He was tempted to answer and put the device near Gon's mouth so that Killua would be shocked to hear those wanton cries but he changed his mind; Gon was already angry enough.
It was still tempting though.
Your interference for today ends here~ Hisoka thought as he continued to look down at the screen.Gon's busy right now… ~ He smirked, pressing the button to ignore the call.
Switching off the phone, he threw it to the far end of the bed.
Gon whined, "Hisoka...ahhhh...ummm...w-who was it?"
"It wasn't important, don't worry about it... ~" Hisoka pushed a third finger inside him.
"Ah, oh god…! Hisoka that that's too much I—!"
Hisoka pulled away completely and Gon felt him move as their positions were reversed. Now looking down at Hisoka beneath him, Gon took the opportunity to reach down and trace the hard line of the abdominal muscles as he straddled him.
"Mmmm~" Hisoka stroked his cock as he looked up at Gon leaning over him, pausing to hold that thick erection at Gon's entrance with one hand whilst pushing down on his hips with the other, coaxing him to take it in. Gon blushed as he eased down, enjoying the slightly painful, odd yet fulfilling feeling of being stretched as he did.
"Oh fu—ahhh !" Gon gasped as Hisoka 's both hands gripped his hips harder, pushing him downwards and thrusting upward suddenly, going the rest of the way. Almost immediately, he felt those same hands all over his body, caressing, smoothing, and pinching.
He was overwhelmed by the storm of emotions flooding his nervous system all at once and he trembled under Hisoka's hands, his back arching.
"Ahhhhh…!" Gon moaned as Hisoka pinched and pulled at his nipple, rolling the hardened nub between skillful fingers. He rocked his hips in response and heard the man groan.
He grinned at the sound, watching Hisoka's reaction through hooded eyes. The man's face was flushed and his slim, arched brows were drawn together and Gon knew that for once, he was in control.
Lifting up a bit, he slammed back down and Hisoka gasped, his eyes drawn towards the sudden sadistic grin on Gon's face.
Oh, so he intends to take his anger out on me this way~ Hisoka thought as Gon repeated the movement a few more times, grinding against his pelvis again and again.
He smirked, licking his lips. I don't mind at all~
"Ah Gon…~"
Gon leaned forward to capture one hard nipple in his mouth, flicking it with his tongue and then biting down.
"Oooh very nice…~" Hisoka's hand came up to run through that shock of currently messy black hair as Gon switched to the other nipple, licking and biting it. He smiled, sex with Gon was always rougher when the younger man was in a bad mood.
Straightening up once more, Gon rotated his hips again and brought his palms to rest flat against Hisoka's chest. With this new leverage and control, he was now able to lift up and push back down with more freedom, tilting his hips and directing those thrusts exactly where he wanted them.
He lifted off of Hisoka's shaft until he was only impaled halfway, preparing to take him in once more but the man pushed up to possess him completely, trying to regain full control of the pace.
What the heck? Gon slapped him across his face.
Meeting those eyes boldly and reaching forward to grab Hisoka's chin, he spoke in a low voice, "Did I say you could fuck me? Did I say that you could push that thing inside of me?!"
Hisoka raised an eyebrow. 'Thing'? ~
"Did I?!" Gon repeated darkly, and Hisoka felt those nails pricking at his skin, causing deliciously painful sparks to go all the way to his cock, still halfway buried inside of Gon. He was tempted not to respond or to just keep trying to impale Gon, if only to have the young man hurt him some more.
"Mmmm no you didn't say that I could...although I could d— ~"
Gon slapped him again, harder this time and the strength of the blow reopened the cut on Hisoka's lip.
"That feels good Gon...do it again~"
"Just…shut the fuck up."
The sound of another slap was resounding as Gon sneered, "I never said you could talk out of turn." His grip on Hisoka's chin was harder this time and for one dangerously suspenseful moment, those fiery hazel eyes travelled the length of Hisoka's torso as one finger traced the marks he'd made earlier when he had clawed him.
Those bright red scratches stood out against the pale skin and Gon deliberately pressed into them as his fingers raked over the surface of Hisoka's skin, the desire to cause pain suddenly rising within him.
Hisoka made a muffled sound that Gon differentiated as a cross between pain and pleasure. But wanting to tip the scales in favor of more pain, he curled his fingernails into one of the more serious welts until it bled, rocking his hips at the same time to tease Hisoka.
"Ah~"
Lacking remorse and with a look that promised more violence whether or not the man gave him what he wanted, Gon released Hisoka's chin and traced the bruise on his cheek with a curious finger before easing his hips down a little more.
Hisoka licked at the blood pooling on his lip, eyes almost rolling back as he endured the beautifully painful torture of being denied full penetration.
Finally Gon took the entire length in once more, on his own terms, reveling in the shudder that radiated throughout Hisoka's body.
"Oh Gon...that's great~"
It really is... Gon thought, not voicing his words, but arching his back and licking his lips as he rode the man beneath him.
Gon paused the rhythmic dance of his hips to lean forward slightly once more, voice breathy with desire as he commanded. "Push it in me now. Hard."
Hisoka immediately did as he was told, steadily pushing up into Gon's tightness again and again.
Gon's eyes remained focused on Hisoka's golden stare and he slapped him hard across his face. "More!" he shouted. "That's not enough, harder, push it harder you unfaithful son of a bitch!" His nails dug into Hisoka's chest as his small body bounced from the force of the thrusts as the man gave him what he wanted.
Hisoka was ecstatic. Finally Gon was standing up to him for what he did, showing his anger and rage at him kissing someone else. He loved dominating Gon but this rare instance in which Gon was pissed off enough to try dominating him was amazing.
Right now, the dull pain from the slaps to his face, the nails currently digging into his chest almost breaking the skin and Gon's angry stare were all such an epic turn on that he felt himself getting even harder as he maliciously buried his entire length inside of Gon's embracing warmth over and over.
Gon's fist met his face this time. "That's it...fuck my ass hard you bastard..."
Hisoka bit his lips at the painful pleasure, eyes widening at the dirty words coming out of Gon's mouth; words he didn't even have to coax Gon to say. This was very interesting and he was loving it. Maybe…I should make him angry more often...~
"Ahhh...good job..." Gon groaned, his hips now matching Hisoka's brutal pace effortlessly.
"Mmmm~"
"Oh –ah…ah…ah…fuck…" Gon's movements were becoming more wanton with each passing minute and he opened his clouded honey-coloured eyes wider to stare down at the man below him, looking but not really seeing.
Hisoka stopped thrusting, allowing him to take control. He watched proudly as Gon rode his hard cock, taking pleasure in the angry, reckless gyrations of those smaller hips. As the exquisite tightness repeatedly swathed his phallus, the bobbing member in front of him caught his attention, fully erect and straining, a single pearl of pre-cum glistening on the tip.
Licking his lips and reaching forward, he flicked that hard erection, smiling wickedly as Gon trembled with ecstasy, his control of the situation waning.
"No...stop Hisoka...I will...I will...ahh—!"
Hisoka sensed the change in his voice, the slightly pleading tone and he knew that it was almost time.
Stopping Gon's movements with both hands on those smaller hips he started thrusting upwards as his hands moved, forcefully pulling Gon's lithe body toward his over and over, in time with his hips' upward thrusts – controlling him as he wanted.
"Ahhmmm…!"
Hisoka stopped to flip Gon over, changing their position so that Gon was now on his back and lifting his legs high, feet over his shoulders. He grinned at Gon's spaced-out expression, withdrawing almost completely only to thrust back in forcefully.
"Oh gods…yes oh please…Hiso– ahhhhhhh…ruin me...give it...give it to—" Gon mumbled as if in a trance, holding on to the muscular arms grasping his ankles and looking up at Hisoka's reddened face, partially hidden by crimson hair.
His feet were pushed so high over his head that his toes pressed into the mattress and Gon moaned, his hands sliding down to tighten around Hisoka's wrists. He peered down through hazy eyes at the raunchy scene before him, watching as Hisoka's abdominal muscles flexed with each forceful thrust, pushing his cock into him.
"Yes~" Hisoka grunted, pressing Gon's body downward roughly with each stroke.
Their coupling was violent but Gon did not care. "Oh yes! Give it…give it to me you asshole! Hurt me...harder... D-don't stop!"
"I won't stop."
"Hnnnnn...I…I..I– ahhhh- I'm cummi—!"
"I know…~" Hisoka said as Gon's legs started to quiver in his grip. "That's it Gon...let it happen~" His voice was husky and his pace quickened, slamming into him repeatedly.
Gon's hand moved to grasp his own cock – slick with his pleasure – and stroked it. "Ah…ah…ah…ahhhhhhhh…f—ahhhhh!" He cried out as his climax hit him hard, the nails of his other hand digging deeper into Hisoka's arm and his entire body trembling.
"Mmmmmm…~" Hisoka moaned as he looked down at Gon to see the anger and threat of violence fade from his eyes to be replaced by an expression of blissful rapture. He felt his own orgasm approaching, getting closer until the pleasure coursed throughout his body and he thrust a few more times at its pinnacle, releasing deep inside of Gon.
Gon, still in the throes of his orgasmic release, gasped as he felt the warmth of Hisoka's cum fill him. The sensation caused him to shudder one last time until finally his rigid body went lax as Hisoka slumped on top of him.
XXX
Gon's back was to Hisoka as he lay comfortably wrapped in the duvet, dozing. He felt Hisoka shift behind him and thinking that the man was getting up to leave, he settled deeper into the warm sheets, trying not to care.
He got what he wanted, now he's going. Figures. Tears stung at his eyes but he refused to give in.
Instead of moving away from him as he expected, Hisoka settled an arm possessively across his right hip. Angered by the feeling of happiness in his heart in reaction to Hisoka's touch and the fact that he hadn't left him, Gon brusquely pushed the arm off his naked hip. It was back in no time and when Gon pushed it off again, it returned to settle over his waist this time.
"What the heck is wrong with you?" he groaned moodily, squirming as Hisoka proceeded to easily pull his body against him.
"This is much better… ~" Hisoka cooed against the nape of his neck as his arm tightened around him.
"No it isn't!" Gon protested, trying to pry the hand around his waist off.
"I can't believe you're still angry at me~"
"Of course I am, what the heck did you expect? To fuck me and I'll forget?"
Hisoka sighed, releasing him, but instead of leaving him alone, he flipped him unto his back, moving so that he straddled his legs. As he did, Gon's hand came up to slap him and he grabbed it, then the other, holding them up against the mattress and above the messy black hair.
"Let me go!" Gon wriggled underneath him but Hisoka only regarded him calmly.
Gon pulled harder to free his hands that were trapped on either side of his head as Hisoka bent toward him. "What the hell are you doin—" His words were cut off when he felt the man's lips tenderly kiss his forehead.
"Gon…~"
"Wh-what…?" Gon responded awkwardly, shocked by the gentle kiss and to Hisoka, he was as cute as a puppy as he stared up at him with those large, questioning eyes. Hisoka bent to kiss his lips but Gon hesitated, remembering that he was supposed to be angry with him.
Finally, instead of meeting Hisoka's lips, he turned away stubbornly.
"Aww come on, don't be like that~" Hisoka leaned forward and kissed the tip of his nose and Gon giggled but then stopped himself.
We may have had sex, but I'm still angry with you... Gon thought gruffly, averting his eyes and pouting.
Hisoka smiled, releasing Gon's trapped wrists. He supported his weight on one arm as his other hand came up to glide over the soft tear-stained cheek. "Were you crying before I came home? ~" he asked but Gon turned away from his penetrating gaze.
Seeing how much he'd hurt Gon in his effort to get him to reveal his feelings, Hisoka felt a twinge of something he couldn't remember ever feeling – regret.
Bending lower, he traced the visible path of the tears from Gon's chin with his tongue, savoring the saltiness and ending in a kiss when he reached the closed eyelid.
"Kawaii~" Hisoka whispered when a faint blush stained Gon's tanned skin. He cupped his chin, running his thumb along the edge as an inexplicable emotion rose from deep within him. One that not only made him feel the incredible urge to possess Gon to keep him at his side, but was also much more complex than simply possessing.
Hisoka was confused. What…is this? ~
Curious when he didn't feel Hisoka make any movements, Gon opened his eyes.
Honest and inquisitive hazel eyes looked up to meet an emotion they'd never seen expressed on Hisoka's face before.
Perplexed, Gon's hand came up to touch him, tracing his lips, slim eyebrows, nose – stroking the pale skin and probing its surface as if unsure that he was seeing clearly. He didn't know what it meant, but it pulled at his heartstrings.
He felt his anger dissipate as he finally understood even as Hisoka remained silent. I see now how you feel, Hisoka...I understand.
Hisoka felt the small hands weave their way into his hair and tug impatiently, pulling him downwards. He was surprised at first, but quickly succumbed, more than willing to meet those lips.
When Hisoka stopped kissing him to pull away and look down at his face once more, and at the hair mussed up by their sex, he whispered, "You look so cute and innocent~" Gon blushed deeper and he continued, "But you were naughty, I knew you had followed me to the bar."
"How...?" Gon couldn't understand how Hisoka could have known that he was there even after he'd hidden his presence.
"How can I not know Gon?" The fingers on Gon's cheek left to travel down his body, skimming the side of his ribs. "We've spent a lot of time together... intimately. Don't you think I'll be able to sense your presence easily by now?" Hisoka smiled at Gon's happy sigh when his fingertips trailed over the sensitive lower abs.
"But if you knew I was there, why—"
"Illumi," Hisoka began, interrupting Gon before he could ask why he had kissed Illumi. "Illumi and I used to be together...a lot."
"So…he was like your boyfriend," Gon deadpanned, frowning.
"Sort of~"
"Then why did you break up?" Gon found himself asking before he could stop himself.
Hisoka, seeing his uncertain expression, said, "It's okay to ask, it's no secret. Back then, although Illumi said that he cared for me, I knew that those were empty words and that what we had would remain stagnant. There was someone else that he was in love with – maybe he knew it at the time, maybe he didn't – but it was someone he was trying to forget."
"Do you know who that person is?"
Hisoka smirked. "Of course I do, but that, I cannot tell you. You'll have to figure it out for yourself or wait until that secret reveals itself. But just know that the person is closer than you think… ~"
Gon eyed the smirk on Hisoka's face and bit his lip, thinking hard. The only person close to Illumi is…
"Gon~"
"Hmmm?"
He didn't understand why he felt the need to say this; all he knew was that he just had to. "Although Illumi and I have a history," he started casually. "I did not kiss him because of that...this time I was just messing around with him…nothing happened afterwards. I was just trying to make you— ~"
"Jealous? Yeah…I understand all that now."
"How did you…? ~"
"I know how you feel about me now…it's…in your eyes and I see it clearly," Gon said with such conviction that Hisoka was shaken by it.
Reaching up between them, those small hands touched his face delicately. "I realize now that since you'd known that I was right there, you must have been trying to make me jealous…"
So he's finally seen right through my act~
"But there's one thing I don't understand though…" Gon wore a confused expression. "Why didn't you tell me this from the beginning…when you came home and saw me leaving?"
"Well I tried, but you weren't really listening~"
"You could have tried harder."
"Yeah, I could have but had I done that, I would have missed out on the opportunity to have angry sex with you~"
"…" Gon was not amused.
"Gon…~"
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry that I had to test you like that~"
Gon frowned, quiet for a moment before he replied, "Yeah... and I'm sorry I followed you...it's just that—"
"I know that it was Killua who made you do it. I had guessed that much~"
"Yeah, but that was no excuse for me to still do that..." Gon said. "I should have asked you about Illumi instead..."
"Don't worry about it, I know that you were just afraid to open yourself up to me~"
Gon remained silent and Hisoka observed his pensive features before asking, "Are you still afraid to say how you feel?"
"No...I don't think so…I…" Gon hesitated, suddenly unsure. "I just…I never thought that one day it'd be you that…I'll say these things to," he said in a quiet voice, looking away.
"Go ahead… ~" Hisoka encouraged him, tipping his chin back towards him.
"…" Gon took a deep, steadying breath. "I... I like you... a lot." he said softly, blushing. He frowned; not really knowing what to make of what Hisoka had done, going to all these lengths just to make him confess. "You're still a bastard though," he added.
Hisoka smirked. "Say it again~"
Gon was puzzled. "What? That you're a bastard?"
Hisoka frowned. "No, I know that already... say the other thing~"
"I...really like you."
"Now look me in the eyes and say it Gon~"
Gon sighed, but did as Hisoka asked, looking deep into those searching golden eyes and whispering, "I really like you Hisoka."
The smile on Hisoka's face was broad. It felt great to hear those words coming from Gon. "Stay with me Gon. I want to hear you say that to me every day~" he said seriously, looking deep into the endearing honey-coloured eyes below him. His voice dropped to a sultry whisper, "I want to get to know you more, to rediscover your body over and over every day. Don't try to leave me again~"
Hisoka hated forming bonds, for this exact reason. Of having to be concerned that someone important would want to leave his life. He supposed that this all had something to do with things that happened in his past, but he did not dwell on that thought; the past was not worth remembering. "Just stay by my side~"
"I…"—Gon smiled—"...um Hisoka I will stay with you," he replied honestly, watching the play of emotions on his face. He was unsure if this was Hisoka's way of saying that they were officially in a relationship but decided not to ask, parting his lips willingly as Hisoka bent to kiss him.
Hisoka moaned against those dewy lips, his tongue possessively wrapping and teasing Gon's. His mind wandered as he relished Gon's submission, the delicate hands in his hair, the lithe body arching against his.
It was interesting how this had all started with him thinking that Gon was just another to save for last, to kill when he became worthy enough.
Even that day when he'd found out that Gon could no longer use his Nen and would probably never become a worthy opponent, he had simply planned to make up for that loss by taking his innocence.
Back then he had been convinced that it would be the next best thing to simply ruin him, keep him around until he grew tired of his body then discard him. But instead of growing bored, every time they had sex, it stroked the dormant fire in him and now he couldn't think of giving up what was his to another.
Seeing Gon try to leave today proved that to him.
And apparently, his plans for Gon weren't the only things that had changed recently. Maybe it was because he'd been so distracted lately, but he noticed that the constant urge to kill, that uncontrollable bloodlust... something was different.
It had been a while since he'd felt the gnawing, near crippling compulsion to kill an innocent in order to keep his urges from consuming him. It was only this evening that his bloodlust had become disquieted again when provoked by the idea of Gon leaving and even then, he'd been able to control it much easier than in the past.
Of course Hisoka was still the same cold blooded killer he'd always been, but having more control over an integral part of himself that had once tormented him was a good thing, especially for this mission. The last thing he wanted was to lose control and blow his cover before taking down his target.
Hisoka was beginning to feel that sex with Gon and the camaraderie he'd unexpectedly developed with him was the only way to satiate the bloodlust that usually burned in his veins like acid.
And now as he thrust his tongue further, listening to Gon's content moans while he tasted all of him in that searing kiss, Hisoka couldn't help but think that maybe the bloodlust had actually been a desire for something else all along – something like this.
Re-edit Note:This chapter was so good to read lol, I can't believe I wrote this...
A/N:
1) Haha yes, the front door was open the entire time they were fighting and making out against the wall lol. The other owners in the building must have lodged so many complaints about them to the association haha. Can you imagine being their neighbor? Geez no sleeping...
2) Awww...so many feels T_T angst...smut and fluff...
You know, this would be a great ending for this fic. Sounds like a nice little happy ever after lol.
The next update, I can't say exactly when since classes are still in progress and a major assignment is approaching for me. Eventually I'm going to have to stop procrastinating and bury myself in books but I promise to post the date of my next update on Tumblr when I'm close to finishing the next chapter. For those not following me on Tumblr you can probably average (give or take one week) 3-4 weeks :)
Anyway, don't forget to review and share some of your love with me. I think I need to catch up on some sleep now that I'm done working on this chapter. I've lost enough. Hope you all liked it, and if there is something about it that was particularly interesting, tell me about it in your review!
Next Chapter Preview: Gon and Hisoka spend time together as the plot advances and Illumi finally catches Killua who's been avoiding him. See you in the next update :)