A/N (Please read this first, it's IMPORTANT, esp. the warnings!):
It's UxD's birthday! And I would first like to say thanks for all the reviews so far, the messages on Tumblr and also the encouragement some of the fans shared with me recently (as I was contemplating dropping this story). I was a little discouraged because some people did not appreciate the complexity of crafting a story that is not solely based on smut, but has plot (and other characters supporting the main cast) as well. That sapped my motivation to write and gave me writer's block but now I'm better. Anyway, here's my thanks in the form of...
Smut! Yes you've read that right and you get a two part smut special this week since it's such a memorable occasion. This is part one. Part two where Hisoka gets a bit more sadistic, will be posted on UxD's birthday (25/11/15). Remember the NR sex that I had promised? Well Gon is going to get two experiences with that in the storyline of UxD and not just one! This chapter is the prelude to his first experience with a more sadistic Hisoka (*whispers* Hisoka approves).
My birthday treat to you is to fulfill the requests I've gotten from readers over the past year, so here are those that I will be fulfilling in part one:
1) Kanakoyuki – in the very early days of UxD requested some possibly risky public sex!
2) Gon Is Still Bae & Nagito both asked for Hisoka to get jealous at another man coming on to Gon. We'll pray for the poor sod who's foolish enough to attempt to take Gon away. Hopefully Hisoka is in a good mood.
This smut was inevitable, the tension between Gon and Hisoka has been building up (it continues from what I had hinted at in the last chap)!
Chapter Dictionary:
What is NR sex?
'NR' means 'not rated' so I coined this term to mean that Gon will experience sex (that goes beyond my usual MM rating) from Hisoka in a form where Hisoka gives in to the sadistic side of himself that really wants to hurt Gon. He normally keeps this side under control but sometimes there are situations that trigger it...
Guest Reviews (Thank you everyone for taking the time to review):
Nagito: You've been looking forward to the smut and you asked for a jealous Hisoka; I hope you can handle this chapter and the next one ;) (don't turn back into that guy from Corpse Party with the nose bleed lol)
TheTopMagician: Omg I would love for Killua to say that they are his new OTP too! And that Illumi is his new bf xD but we can dream until it (hopefully) happens in UxD!
Slade: Killua's in the next chapter but he's a bit angsty because he thinks he's messed up his relationship with Gon :O
Guest: lol lusty beast hahaha that's Hisoka indeed. And in this chap we have a lusty, perverted beast ;p Awww thank you, you'll continue to see Hisoka develop in his relationship with Gon ;D
Mel: You won't get ice-cream sex in this chap but you will get the start to some filthy smut xD
Chapter Summary:
Gon soon realizes that, like Laundry Days, a fancy dinner with Hisoka is anything but normal. Things begin quite normally though, but unfortunately, they take a turn for the worst when Gon receives an unexpected suitor whose intentions he's clueless about but who Hisoka does not like. What happens when Hisoka sets out to teach them both what happens when someone messes with what's his? Will Gon overcome yet another obstacle and learn more about himself or crumble under the pressure of Hisoka's requirements?
N.B.: Don't forget that in this story, since Hisoka speaks with a sing-song / teasing tone, he loses the "~" whenever he gets upset, angry or serious.
Disclaimers:
1) All characters belong to Yoshihiro Togashi. I do not claim ownership of any of the characters mentioned.
2) I know there is no 'Italy' in the HxH world map but they're in an Italian restaurant k ;p
Warning: This is Part One of the first NR sex experience for Gon and there is no sex, but it's RATED M for blow jobs, sexual tension, dirty talking, filthy fantasies, accidental voyeurism, non-consensual voyeurism, non-consensual exhibitionism, public display of affection (PDA) and short shorts.
Curious about how this all fits together? Well follow me (if you dare)...as we descend into HisoGon hell!
Chapter Twenty-nine: NR Sex 1 Part I: ¿Hisoka es pervertido?
N.B: Evening of Day 12~
Gon sighed happily. The Macaron Ice Cream Sandwich with the Coconut-Mango Ice Cream had been worth going to D' Pastry Shoppe for, and now they were at the same outdoor cafe that made the great garlic butter shrimp he had eaten the week before. This time though, instead of having dinner outside, Hisoka had announced that they'd be eating inside.
Interesting…
Walking next to Hisoka between rows of occupied tables, Gon looked around, entranced by their surroundings and the fact that they were fortunate enough to acquire a seat inside one of York Shin's most popular Italian restaurants on a weeknight. Their luck of course, was largely due to the fact that it happened to be one of those nights when the after work crowd, tired of being cooped up inside of air conditioned offices all day, had aspired to eat outdoors, making obtaining an indoor table without a reservation an attainable goal for the pair.
As they approached their table at the back of the room, one thing was glaringly obvious to Gon; this wasn't the typical upscale restaurant in a big city; it was a very fancy restaurant in a genre of its own, with all the round tables fully outfitted with cutlery and spaced wide enough to offer conversational privacy. And their table, while bearing all of the similarities of the rest, had taken advantage of the corner it was in to have a U-shaped banquette bench as part of its seating. It was a table that would naturally be given to a group of four to six but since it was the last table available, they managed to get it and Gon wasn't complaining, because to him, this was undeniably the best seat in the restaurant.
One side of the banquette's "U" lined the back wall and the other lined the wall where there was a large picture window running along the entire length of the side of the restaurant facing the street. This window was expansive, providing a clear view that allowed those inside to see the busy street and the people eating under the canopy outside. And if that wasn't impressive enough, adding to the opulence of the room was an intricate chandelier above them, which was one of many hanging from the high wood ceiling and its warm, dim light was soothing, reflecting off of decorative charger plates that marked each place setting, and gleaming satin tablecloths that each held a regal vase at their center.
Gon picked up the elegantly folded napkin sitting atop his plate and turned it over in his hands curiously. The dining area outside had a charm of its own, with its spectacular view and open air dining, but the atmosphere indoors was equally amazing and Gon found that this difference made him increasingly curious about the type of food that would be served to them. Would the menu be the same or different?
I can't wait to try some new dishes!
"Well you're looking rather thrilled tonight~"
Gon tried to suppress his excitement but failed. "Hisoka this is beautiful!" he exclaimed, turning his gaze from the picture window at his left to the man sitting across from him.
"Hmm~" Hisoka smiled in response to Gon's enthusiastic outburst. "I just wanted to treat you to dinner tonight instead of having takeout at home again~" he said simply.
Gon blushed. "Thanks, I've always wondered what it was like inside here." He hesitated a bit. "Although I wasn't sure they'd have let me in."
"Why wouldn't they—?" Hisoka started to ask, but when he saw Gon looking down at his lap he smirked. "Oh~ were you concerned that they'd have refused to let you in because of your…"—he tried not to laugh—"outfit? ~"
Pulling at the hem of his shorts Gon muttered, "Yeah, my pants are kind of…"
"Short? ~" Hisoka supplied.
Gon pouted. "Yes, they're 'short' but—"
"They're shorter than usual~"
"But," Gon emphasized. "That's only because I didn't know you'd be taking me here before we went home."
"My intention was for this dinner to be a surprise - of course you wouldn't have known beforehand~" Hisoka said with a smile. "But if you're so concerned about your shorts Gon-kun, why not come over here,"—Hisoka's friendly smile evaporated and his eyes darkened with lust as he made a come hither gesture with his index finger—"and I'll volunteer to have a closer look at them. Afterwards, I should be able to tell you whether they're inappropriate or not~"
"But you already saw them. How would looking at them again help..." Gon's voice trailed off and he huffed. "I'm not falling for that trick Hisoka! Why would you need to take a 'closer' look at my pants? Isn't it bad enough that you already grabbed my—"
"Your what Gon? ~" Hisoka prompted when Gon paused.
"You know what..." Gon grumbled, looking around cautiously and unsure if he should be talking about such things in a place so divinely elegant.
"Hmm? I'm waiting Gon~"
After a bit more hesitation, Gon leaned closer to the redhead sitting across from him and whispered, "My butt…"
His words were jumbled, hasty and soft and although Hisoka knew what Gon was trying to say, he made a pretense of not being able to hear him by putting a cupped palm to his ear as if he was having difficulty understanding. "You're sitting so far away that I didn't quite hear you; can you repeat that phrase? ~"
Gon frowned, balling his hands into fists on either side of his plate. "I said you grabbed my butt you jerk! !"
It was only after the words tumbled from his lips that Gon realized that he had spoken a little too loudly, and in the quiet restaurant, the words seemed to echo off of the glossy, beige colored walls.
Gon couldn't believe that he'd said something like that out loud.
His face flushed rose red and he feigned interest in the smooth grain of the satin tablecloth at his fingertips whilst what seemed like the entire restaurant focused its attention on them and Hisoka chuckled unashamedly to himself.
When he could no longer feel the curious eyes of the other diners focused on him, Gon looked up to glare at Hisoka. "You grabbed my butt," he complained, careful to keep his voice down to a harsh whisper. "And with both hands too while we were leaving D' Pastry Shoppe!" His face bloomed redder as he grumbled, "I really can't believe you did something like that while Laura was standing right there! Didn't you see how shocked she was? ?"
"And what's the problem with that? ~"
"There's a lot of things wrong with that!" Gon gasped, appalled that Hisoka was not only unapologetic but wore a proud smirk as if he was thinking of grabbing his butt again, right at that moment. "I knew something was wrong when you were being all nice and holding the door open so I could walk out first. What did you think—"
"You're mine - that's what I was thinking; it's as simple as that," Hisoka said with a salacious grin. "And watching your ass jiggle while you walked by in those short shorts was such a sexy sight that I couldn't help myself~"
"My butt does not 'jiggle' Hisoka," Gon said sternly.
"To me it does~" Hisoka insisted. "You're lucky I didn't slap that naughty ass too~"
"Lucky? Um..." Gon's eyes widened as he watched him proceed to lift both hands above the table to make an indecent gesture of grabbing his butt with one hand, while slapping it with the other. Gon looked back quickly to see if anyone had noticed what Hisoka was doing before turning his gaze on him again. "That—"
"Don't you know that this is what lovers do? ~" Hisoka drawled, licking his lips seductively. "They touch each other a lot and that is not limited to something that is done in private only." His gaze sharpened, not leaving Gon's confused face for a second. "Want me to show you how much I want to touch you right now? In front of all these people? ~"
"Ah…" Looking into those eyes that trapped him like prey, Gon was speechless. "I…" He couldn't say anything because he was too shocked by the fact that, right at that moment, he wanted Hisoka to touch him all over his body.
"Is something the matter Gon-kun? ~"
Hisoka's question only served to make him even more uncomfortable as the smooth words washed over him with the intensity of a harsh wave during a typhoon. Gon almost moaned aloud, feeling impossibly hot and in need. He made the mistake of looking down at Hisoka's lips and when the man licked them again, he felt as if that tongue was on his body instead and his nipples became instantly erect.
Ohhh...
Gon couldn't understand how Hisoka seemed to always have such immense power over his body even when he wasn't touching him and he shuddered involuntarily as Hisoka's eyes pointedly focused their attention where his nipples were visibly pushing against the thin material of his white T-shirt.
"Your body seems to have decided for you my dear Gon~"
Gon's eyes widened. What the—
"Good evening gentlemen and welcome to our restaurant. My name is Denny and I shall be your waiter for tonight."
Gon tore his gaze away from Hisoka to look up at the handsome, well-dressed man who had seemed to appear out of thin air. He took a deep breath, finding that he could think a bit more clearly now that it wasn't just him and Hisoka sharing that space. It was like the waiter's unexpected interruption had suddenly cut through the overbearing tension in the air and he was freed from Hisoka's spell.
"G-good evening Denny," Gon greeted with a wide, painted-on grin as he tried to ignore Hisoka, whose stare he could still feel on his body. He shifted a bit on the leather seat, hoping that the waiter had not noticed his discomfort or his prominent nipples that only seemed to get harder under Hisoka's watchful gaze and the chafing of his T-shirt across them.
"Welcome," the waiter, who was probably only a few years older than him cheered. He ran a hand over his hair and its smooth colour, like that of mint leaves, caught the warm light from the chandelier as he pulled the pen out from his low ponytail in preparation to take their orders. "First time here?"
"Yes," Gon replied. "I was wondering…do you have any nice desserts on the menu?"
Hisoka raised an eyebrow. "You have quite an intense appetite don't you?" he asked in a voice that seemed not to be referring to food. "Didn't you just have ice cream? I'm surprised it didn't ruin that appetite~"
"Nothing can ruin my appetite," Gon boasted, still not looking in Hisoka's direction. "I'm always hungry."
Denny giggled. "Is that so?"
"Mmmhmm." Gon grinned, nodding as the menus were placed in front of them.
"Well, if you like, we have quite a wide range of appetizers to choose from."
"Wow really?!"
"Of course," Denny confirmed with a smile. He sat down next to Gon on the leather banquette and opened one of the menus. "Our restaurant is famous for its appetizers and we have a wonderful selection,"—he pointed to a beautifully crafted piece that looked like it belonged in a museum rather than on a plate—"this one is the cold shrimp platter that you can share and these are the shrimp cocktails, then there is also fried mozzarella in marinara sauce and even prosciutto served with honeydew melon." His grin was wide and friendly as he took in Gon's excited expression. Something about the way Gon was looking at him as if he trusted completely in his judgment was magnetic and inexplicably exciting. He could see that serving a customer like him would be an interesting experience. "And you know what?" he went on to ask, placing a hand on Gon's shoulder and bending toward him as if about to share a secret.
Hisoka frowned deeply as he observed their rapport. Too close~
"What?" Gon asked with barely contained excitement, too engrossed in what Denny was about to tell him to notice Hisoka's frown.
Denny looked down at his lips and then back to those large hazel eyes that twinkled with anticipation. "That's only a few of what we have. If you like those, you'll love what you see in here." Tucking a stray lock of green hair that had escaped his ponytail behind his ear in one elegant motion and sparing Hisoka a brief smile before looking back at Gon, Denny continued, "Appetizers are a great way to start your meal. They really open up the appetite and make you crave more..." He pushed the other menu towards Hisoka, who he assumed would be paying for the meal and winked at Gon. "I'll leave these menus here with you so you can choose anything you like. It would be great if you could both get something nice; and with the two for one special we have today, it would be a shame if you did not take advantage of it."
"I agree!" Gon said excitedly, turning to finally look in Hisoka's direction.
"By the way," Denny started, tapping on Gon's shoulder to bring his attention back to him. "What's your name?"
"My name's Gon," Gon said with a bright smile. "And you're Denny right?"
"Yep."
"I like it here," Gon went on, chatting with him as if he'd known Denny for longer than a few minutes. "I think that this restaurant is beautiful!"
Denny's smile was warm and incandescent. "Thank you! I helped to design it."
"Really?!"
"Yes, my uncle owns this place so I help out a lot here whenever I have free time."
"Wow!" Gon exclaimed, easily impressed as usual. "So that means all the chandeliers, tablecloths..."
"Sure, I picked them out." Denny nodded. "Interior decorating happens to be a hobby of mine. And although people may think I'm strange for saying this, the truth is that I like to fish too - specifically for panfish nearby, but whenever I have more time I travel to the Lake to do salmon fishing as well." He tilted his head to one side as his eyes roamed over Gon's face. "Do you think I'm strange Gon?"
"No!" Gon gasped excitedly. "I like to fish too!"
"What are the chances of that?!" Denny muttered in awe, his voice hushed and his face inches away from Gon's. "Can you believe it?"
"Yes! You're the first person I've met in York Shin who likes to fish!" Gon's eyes shone brighter. "What's your favorite bait?!"
Denny's hand was still on Gon's shoulder and his fingers idly toyed with the hem of his sleeve as he pondered this. "Well I like to—"
Hisoka cleared his throat; it was time to break up that little chit chat. He had been watching their entire rapport with a frown and in his opinion, it had been going on too long. Plus he didn't like the way the waiter was smiling at Gon. And touching him.
Denny looked over at the man he'd seen Gon come in with and smiled. "And you are?"
"That's not important~"
"Hmm," Denny tapped his chin. "I like to know my customers by name."
"Well you don't need to know me~" Hisoka replied with a fake smile that was hiding the fact that he really wanted to kill the young man who was trying to befriend Gon – his Gon. His homicidal thoughts only made him smile wider and the expression caused him to appear deceptively friendly. His eyes narrowed on the hand that was still lingering on Gon's shoulder. "Weren't you in the middle of something?" he reminded him.
"Oh!" Denny gasped, mortified that he'd gotten carried away and neglected his duties. He jumped off the seat and turned to Gon, bowing. "Forgive me, I got carried away talking to you and you must be hungry!"
"No, it's okay, it was nice talking to you."
"You had said you wanted to try the appetizer and one of our desserts, right?"
"He said no such thing," Hisoka grumbled.
"Ah, it's okay, I want to have an appetizer and a dessert!" Gon cheered. "What do you recommend Denny?"
"Well—"
"Hold on," Hisoka looked down at the menu then back up at the waiter. "I'm not sure if he can eat all of this stuff. He's already eaten enough today as it is."
Gon pouted. "Please Hisoka, I want an appetizer and dessert."
"You had ice cream."
"Only some of it," he reminded Hisoka. "Laura packed the rest of it away for us to carry home."
"And you know what Laura also did?" Hisoka wagged his finger at Gon and frowned. "She told me how surprised she was to see you again so soon after you had a lot of stuff to eat earlier."
"..."
As Gon remained silent he raised two more fingers to join the first. "Three servings of cake Gon?" He put up one more digit. "And a Blackberry Mojito tea?" Shaking his head in disappointment he added, "I'm guessing that you haven't even had a proper lunch."
"Oh..." Gon laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head in his usual nervous habit. Laura had probably told Hisoka that after the man had gone to pay and he'd seen them talking by the cash register. "The cakes were pretty small," he explained quickly, gesturing with both hands to assure Hisoka that they really were small. "And they were healthy..."
"Healthy? ~" Hisoka asked skeptically.
"Yeah," Gon replied. "One was an almond cake and the other two were pistachio fraisiers."
"They may have the names of nuts and seeds in their title but that doesn't make them healthy." Hisoka pointed out.
"But I went to the gym for four hours so I was hungry," Gon protested. "And besides, you buy me pastries all the time."
"There's something called moderation," Hisoka admonished. "You're supposed to be training to maintain your strength, not overdoing it with pastries after going to the gym. You could have packed the extra desserts away for later, not had them all at once."
"Ah...well...that was just today," Gon mumbled, secretly feeling happy that Hisoka was showing interest in his well-being. He looked away from the disapproving stare focused on him to glance down at the tablecloth to hide his smile. It was strange, but being reprimanded by Hisoka in public for something that the man considered a disappointment sent a rush of excitement through his body.
Unaware of what Gon was thinking, Hisoka continued, "Had I known that you'd eaten so much, I never would have gotten you that ice cream. Now look at me Gon." When Gon's eyes met his he pointed at him. "You'd only be having the main course for dinner and probably a salad. No more dessert. Do you understand?"
"But..." Gon protested, pretending to be disappointed.
Would Hisoka punish me because of this?
He bit his lip, feeling unnaturally excited.
"No arguing. And don't even think about putting on your usual cute act to change my mind," Hisoka warned him.
Denny, who was still standing nearby, decided to interject when it was clear that he won't be selling any of his specials to the pair. "Well our appetizers can be considered to be low calorie when compared to pastries," he tried. "You can always choose any one of the salads or soups if you're concerned about whether they're healthy or not."
Hisoka was starting to get even more frustrated with this waiter. He flexed his fingers, resisting the urge to deal with this young man the way he dealt with all the things that annoyed him – one card right to the cranium.
Hmm~ what would it be…Jack of Hearts or the—no, the Ace of Spades should be sufficien—
"And you know what?" Denny continued, ignorant of how close he was to death. "Even if he chooses not to have one of the healthier options, appetizers are too small to be a big deal in my opinion."
"No one asked for your opinion—"
"See?!" Gon stuck out his tongue at Hisoka, deciding that Denny's informative input had undermined all that Hisoka had told him. "Now I wonder... What should I have?" he mumbled to himself as he started rifling through the menu in search of the section for desserts.
"Gon, I just told you…" Hisoka looked up at the waiter with a deeply disapproving frown. He was not happy that his interjection would most likely make Gon think that he could choose anything from the menu.
The air seemed to chill and whilst Gon was busily studying the menu, Denny was all too aware of Hisoka looking at him as if he really was about to kill him. The smile slid off of his face and Denny looked away from that intense, cold glare that foretold his death.
"I'll...give you two enough time to decide on what you want and then I will return for your orders," he said before quickly hurrying back to the service area.
"Thanks Denny," Gon responded to his retreating form before busying himself with the menu again.
"So you've made a friend~" Hisoka ventured, studying what he could see of Gon's face.
"Denny's cool," Gon replied between muttering to himself whether to take the Tiramisu, Chocolate Panforte, or the Panna Cotta. They all looked really good. "Aren't you getting anything Hisoka?" he asked when he looked up to see Hisoka looking at him instead of at his own menu.
"Yes I am, but I've been here before so I already know what the menu is like~" Hisoka told him, studying the way Gon seemed enraptured by the colourful pictures in the menu in front of him.
Without looking up again, Gon continued, "What are you going to eat then?"
"I'm having what I will be ordering for you – the Prawn Linguine with the Grilled Vegetable Salad~" Hisoka frowned. "That way I can make sure that you don't have anything unhealthy."
"Oh, okay," Gon agreed absently, too absorbed in trying to choose from the selections before him to pay attention to what Hisoka had said.
Seeing his distraction, Hisoka smirked, deciding to take advantage of the situation to release his tension. "And you know what else I want? ~"
"No," Gon mumbled, flipping a page and still reading through the menu.
"I—~"
"Wow, this looks great, can we have the Stuffed Calamari and the Shrimp Scampi?"
"Of course, anything you want Gon-kun~" Hisoka responded but then realized his mistake. "No, I already told you that I'm ordering your food—"
"And this too!" Gon pointed excitedly at another picture. "I think I'll like this! Is it pronounced 'Veal Parmigiana'? Hisoka do you think—"
Hisoka leaned forward to place one finger over Gon's lips to stop his excited chatter. When large hazel eyes finally looked away from the menu to glance up at him, Hisoka shook his head. "Don't get carried away," he said firmly. "Don't forget that I told you that you're not to have any appetizer or dessert~"
"But Denny said—"
"He could say whatever he wants," Hisoka countered. "But forget about that menu for now." A vulgar smile spread across his face. "There is one thing I want more than food at this moment~"
"Huh?"
Those hazel eyes looked so large and innocent that Hisoka had to struggle not to smirk but appear serious. "Do you want to help me? ~"
Gon wasn't sure but Hisoka looked so sincere that he doubted that it was another trick. He nodded. "I'll help you if I can."
"You promise? ~"
"Yeah…" Gon replied with a bit more hesitation.
"Come here~" Hisoka commanded softly, making a come hither gesture with his index finger. "I need you to sit closer to me~"
Gon was suspicious now but still shifted himself on the banquette bench so that he was no longer sitting opposite, but next to Hisoka on the leather seat.
Hisoka took his hand, interlacing their fingers as he leaned closer to him to whisper in his ear, "I have a big problem~"
"Mmm…? What is it?" Gon asked, not knowing what to expect. Hisoka nibbled, then licked the shell of his ear and he shivered, already responding to him.
"This~" Hisoka practically moaned, bringing the hand he was holding to rest in his lap.
"What? !" Gon gasped when he felt the obvious bulge beneath his fingers.
"What do you mean by 'what'? ~" Hisoka whispered against his lips, whilst moving Gon's hand over his hardening erection.
"But we're in a restaurant!" Gon exclaimed, but then lowered his voice, not wanting to attract attention. "What if people see?"
"And what about it? ~" Hisoka scoffed. "You didn't seem concerned about our location when you were content on having your own way a few minutes ago~"
"…" Gon could feel his heart thumping in his chest. He wouldn't...not here...
"When you allowed another man to touch you in that way... when you kept arguing with me…ignoring me,"—Hisoka blew a wisp of air over Gon's skin and delighted in his resulting gasp—"your defiance was so arousing I couldn't stop myself from thinking about disciplining you~" He kissed Gon's cheek and then the corner of his lips. "So in a way you're responsible for making me like this~"
Gon could feel the hard shaft twitch beneath his fingers as it got even harder and his cheeks went red. "I don't think it's really my fault—"
"Do you rather people see me like this? ~" Hisoka asked with a fake hurt expression. Of course Hisoka didn't care whether people saw him that way or not, especially when he was used to cavorting around like that in public, but he knew that Gon most likely wouldn't think of that. And he was right.
"Oh…" Gon replied, not remembering the many times when the man had noticeably been that way without a care. Had he thought of that, he'd have realized what Hisoka was up to, but he didn't.
"So, what will it be? ~" Hisoka asked, pushing his hips upward so that Gon's hand was closed even tighter around his shaft. "Didn't you just promise to help me? Are you going to go back on your word? ~"
"Ah…" Gon realized that Hisoka really had been tricking him in asking for his help after all. "I should have known…"
Hisoka laughed. "But you didn't~"
When Hisoka removed his hand from his own to cup his cheek, instead of removing his hand too, Gon started to stroke him through the material of his jeans and despite being a bit peeved that he had been tricked, was delighted to hear the resulting moan close to his ear.
"Oh Gon-kun," Hisoka moaned softly. "I wanted you since you came to meet me at The Bar with that aggressive expression~" he confessed. "How can you expect me to resist you when you're always wearing shorts and looking so defiant? ~"
"Huh?" Gon was finding it hard to believe that such a thing was arousing to Hisoka. What did his shorts have to do with anything?
"Oh yes~" Hisoka's voice was breathy as he took Gon's lips in a hot kiss.
Gon's cheeks burned with embarrassment and desire but he kissed Hisoka back eagerly, opening his mouth to taste the lingering alcohol as their tongues wrapped and slid in a kiss that was becoming incredibly hotter and wetter. "Mmmm…Hisoka…" he muttered as Hisoka pulled back to kiss along his bottom lip; chin and all the way to one of his heated ears.
Opening his eyes a bit, all he saw was the soft crimson waves of Hisoka's hair as the man licked and nipped at the sensitive spot near the base of his ear. "Hisoka…"
"Mmmm? ~"
"What do you like about my shorts?" Gon couldn't help but ask.
"Ohhh~ everything~" Hisoka whispered against his neck. His other hand came up to glide along Gon's bare legs, all the way to where, unfortunately, his shorts ended. "Your legs always look so tempting in them~"
"Really?"
"Yes...~ Firm and strong yet sleek and sexy~" Hisoka's tongue came out to lap at his pulse briefly. "And you know what that makes me think about?"
Gon had an idea, but he wanted to hear Hisoka say it. "What?" he gasped in anticipation as Hisoka's hand lingered at the junction of his thighs.
"I think of pushing those beautiful legs up over your head and fucking you hard of course…. And we both know how good it feels when I do that~"
Gon held his breath as Hisoka's fingers now ghosted over his erection. "Ah..." A slight tremor rocked him.
"And that's just what I'm thinking of doing right now~" Hisoka audibly breathed in his scent as he nuzzled his neck. "I want to fuck you Gon. I want to cum inside you, mark you as mine and only mine~"
Hisoka's crude words and the embarrassment of doing something so deviant in public had Gon struggling to contain his desire. His eyes felt heavy, weighted by lust and he wanted nothing more than to be fucked just as Hisoka was describing. He bit his lip in an attempt to stem his urges and through hazy eyes, while Hisoka continued to attack the smooth skin of his neck with kisses, he could see a few people trying not to look curiously in their direction. Instead of being afraid of the extra attention, he felt bold and the little embarrassment that lingered only served to excite him.
Hisoka did not miss this change in him. "Are you turned on by being looked at right now? ~" he whispered while giving him a hickey on his neck.
"Mmmm…" Gon moaned, as the hand on his crotch became more insistent. "Yes," he admitted honestly.
Hisoka smirked against the warm skin at his lips. "Are you embarrassed? ~"
"Yes…I am…"
"Hmm...so you're turned on by being humiliated my little Gon-kun~" Hisoka concluded, his lips hovering close to Gon's temptingly moist, plump mouth.
Gon didn't respond but boldly closed the little distance between them to initiate a kiss. His initial attempt was a bit clumsy because of their height difference, but as Hisoka bent lower, Gon's kiss soon became fiery as he used both his teeth and tongue explore Hisoka's sexy smirk...to mark it as his own. Hisoka moaned at the pain of Gon's rough kiss and kissed him back possessively, thrusting his tongue into his mouth to taste more of him.
When Hisoka's lips and hand suddenly stopped teasing him almost simultaneously, Gon almost voiced his disapproval but Hisoka cupped both his cheeks and kissed him hard on his lips.
"Gon-kun~" Hisoka whispered, his voice hoarse. "This isn't enough~"
"But you know we can't do—"
"I know," Hisoka cut in before he could finish. "I'm not talking about that~"
"Then what—"
"There are other things we can do here~"
"Umm?"
Hisoka turned his attention from Gon to pick up the elegantly folded napkin on the charger plate in front of him. Sparing Gon a brief, cunning grin, he dropped it to the ground between them. "Well won't you look at that, I dropped my napkin~"
Gon looked at Hisoka as if he had suddenly gone mad. "Hisoka, what are you—"
"Wouldn't you be a good boy and pick it up for me Gon-kun? ~"
"Oh…okay..." Gon said, still not quite understanding what Hisoka was getting at. "I guess I'll pick it up for you."
He quickly ducked under the tablecloth. But as he got down on his hands and knees on the burnished, tiled floor to reach for the napkin near Hisoka's boot, the man kicked it a bit further away. Frowning, he reached for it again and Hisoka repeated the move with his other foot and soon Gon found himself crawling around on the floor until he was finally able to grab the napkin before it could be kicked again.
At that moment, Hisoka pulled up the tablecloth in front of him to glance down at Gon's thoroughly pissed off face looking up at him from where the young man was kneeling between his legs. "Why thank you Gon~" he said when Gon shoved the napkin into his hand. But as Gon made to get up to return to their seat, he placed a hand on his shoulder.
"What do you want?" Gon asked gruffly.
"I was thinking that since you're down there already, you could do me a favor~"
"What do you want?" Gon repeated, frowning. "I'm not picking up any more napkins."
"Oh, no of course not. The napkin was just a ruse to get you on your knees," Hisoka said chuckling. "And me kicking it was to get you in position~" His slightly amused smile morphed into a shrewd grin. "The real favor I want…"—one hand moved to deftly undo his belt—"is for you to take care of this~"
"What?" Gon stared at the turgid erection Hisoka was holding out for him. "I…can't do that here…" He looked around nervously, although doing so did not allow him to see anyone from where he was crouched. "What if someone sees?"
"No one is going to see you. You're under a table, completely hidden by all this tablecloth~"
Gon swallowed anxiously, realizing that Hisoka was right. Thankfully their table was located at the back of the restaurant and the tablecloth went all the way to the floor. Just then, a thought occurred to him – was Hisoka taking advantage of the situation, or had he planned for this to happen from the beginning? It all seemed too coincidental.
Before he could contemplate some more on the situation he had suddenly found himself in, with Hisoka practically exposed in front of him, a hand reached under the table to tilt his chin upward.
"Stick out your tongue Gon and try not to make a mess~ Here's that appetizer you wanted before the meal~" Hisoka instructed with a lewd smirk. "Didn't you say that you have a big appetite? ~"
Gon blushed, reaching out to take hold of Hisoka's cock. It was best to stop hesitating before they really were discovered and thrown out of the restaurant.
"Ah...that's it~" Hisoka moaned, threading one hand through his hair when Gon started to slowly trail the rough part of his tongue in a wavering line from the base of his cock all the way to the bulbous tip. On getting to the top, Gon circled it a few times, alternating between the rough top then smooth underside of his tongue. When he was done, he deposited a small kiss at the point where the head met the shaft and wiggled his tongue there briefly, before returning to lick the entire shaft again.
"Nice… Such a good boy~" Hisoka muttered. "You're learning really fast just what to do to get me off~"
Hisoka's other hand continued to hold the part of the tablecloth directly in front of him and Gon looked up at him, meeting his eyes and purposely, lazily flicking the tip of his wet tongue across the leaking slit. He smirked when Hisoka's carefully controlled expression momentarily shattered into a look of exquisite delight and he felt good to have caught him unawares, if only for a brief moment.
Wanting to make Hisoka completely lose control, Gon knew that he had to do more than just lick him, and he opened his mouth wide, attempting to take most of his cock inside in one try. He only gagged a little when it hit the back of his throat and seeing the pride on Hisoka's face, he undulated his tongue over the entire length in his mouth and moaned.
Gon relaxed his throat, just the way he remembered Hisoka teaching him to, and lowered his head a bit more, trying to take all of Hisoka's cock inside his mouth. His nostrils flared and his breathing became labored.
It's so deep inside...
He moaned.
Hot so hot...I feel...
His other hand that was on the floor came up to grasp his nipple and tightening his grip on the sensitive bud through the material of his T-shirt, Gon moaned again. Ah...
The vibration from Gon's moaning and the sight of the young man pinching his own nipples while sucking on his cock made Hisoka moan even louder. It was a good thing that their table wasn't close to the others but even if it was, he wouldn't have cared to be heard. He was so close to—
"Sir?"
Hisoka looked away from what Gon was doing to see the waiter from earlier looking at him with a thoroughly confused expression. From his angle, it was impossible for him to have seen what he had been watching and the young man seemed curious to know what he had been looking at under the table with such rapt attention.
"Yes? ~" Hisoka asked, unaware of how sexy his voice sounded.
"I…um." The waiter fidgeted a little, still confused and blushing as the husky voice washed over him. "W-where is the young man who was with you?"
"Mmm…he's busy right now~"
"Busy?" Denny's expression became even more befuddled. "Is he in the restroom?"
"Wouldn't...you like to know~" Hisoka said, licking his lips.
"I'm here to take y-your orders, ah you know, for anything you want...that is, the food, of course...um...for the both of you?" Denny muttered awkwardly, gesturing to the empty spot on the leather banquette seating where Gon had been. He couldn't understand why, but looking at the handsome redhead in front of him with his slightly ruddy cheeks and dark, golden gaze had him feeling uncomfortable in a way that he knew he shouldn't be feeling while on the job.
Why does his voice sound like he's having sex?!
"I…uh,"—he looked away from Hisoka's captivating golden stare—"Should I return to take his orders?"
"No, I'll order for him~"
"D-do you... I mean, have you decided on an appetizer?"
"No~" Hisoka gave him a positively carnal smile. "I told you before that we're only interested in the main course~"
"And how about your companion? What would he be having as an appetizer? Shall I recommend the—"
"Mmm~" Hisoka moaned, his eyes closing briefly as Gon started to move up and down, occasionally pausing to suck harder on his shaft. "Nice. Keep doing that~"
"Keep doing what?" Denny furrowed his brow. "Did you say something sir?"
"Did you? ~"
"I was asking if your companion wants the appetiz—"
"No he doesn't~"
"Are you sure? The two for one special is only for today, you could take advantage of—"
"I'll pass~" Hisoka paused momentarily as he'd almost forgotten what he had been about to say when Gon's ministrations became more determined. "We'll be having the Prawn Linguine…mmm…and the Grilled Vegetable Salad~"
"Prawn Linguine," Denny repeated, scribbling quickly on his notepad. "No appetizers or dessert? Maybe you should wait until he comes back before giving up on such a deal. It's not every day that—"
"Sir~"
"My name's Denny."
"Whatever~" Hisoka replied casually. "My partner...mmm...he is not interested in your two for one special. And where he is right now…mmmhmmm,"—he grinned—"by the time he's done with that other appetizer, he'd only have room for the main course~"
"What do you mean he's having an appetizer? I don't see him anywhere." The confusion on Denny's face seemed to multiply tenfold. "Did he leave?" he asked, looking around the restaurant before his eyes settled on the grey gym bag on the floor near the table.
That's the bag Gon came in with, isn't it?
"Did I say that he left?" Hisoka asked, to which Denny gave him a blank look. "Mmm…I did say that I'm ordering for him, which means that he's still around here you know…somewhere," he drawled, golden eyes looking pointedly to where his hand was now holding the side of the tablecloth.
Hisoka smirked as he watched the young man's green eyes follow the movement of the material as he slowly lifted it.
What would his expression be when he sees...~
"What?!" Denny gasped when familiar grey sneakers came into view. It was obvious that those belonged to Gon and that Gon was on his knees between the man's high heeled black boots.
"What is he doing...what are you two—?!" One hand flew to his lips when a few of the other diners turned their attention in his direction.
When he looked back to the table, the redhead was looking at him with a smug smirk and the satin tablecloth was back to its original position as if it had never been disturbed. "I...um..."
"What are you going to do now?" Hisoka asked boldly. "Are you done taking our orders? ~"
"I-I th-think so..."
"You're not going to try selling me that special again right? ~"
"..."
"I can always ask my partner if you're not sure~" He started to lift the tablecloth again and this time he got it as far as Gon's thighs before Denny put up both hands.
"Ah," Denny gasped, quickly waving both hands in a placating gesture. "I understand, so please don't. I'll just go get—"
"Running away?" Hisoka asked cruelly, one eyebrow raised and a mocking expression on his face. "Why leave so soon? Didn't you...mmm... want to ask Gon if he wanted an appetizer? ~"
Denny's face flushed all the way to his hairline.
Is he going to make me watch...
"Don't worry~ I'll ask him for you~" Hisoka lifted the front of the tablecloth and tilted his head to look down to where Gon was hidden beneath the table with his cock still in his mouth. He gently threaded one hand through his spiky hair. "Gon-kun, do you still want an appetizer before dinner? ~"
"Mmmumph...!" Gon tried to reply, but quickly found it impossible to do so as his red, puffy cheeks quivered, his eyes watered profusely, and he almost drooled.
Pausing, Gon remembered that he had been instructed not to make a mess.
Oh shit.
His lips closed tighter around the thick shaft, trying not to let any drool leak out of his mouth.
"Mmmph..." Swallowing the increasing amount of precum and saliva in his mouth, Gon finally shook his head in defeat. It was truly impossible to give an answer and suck Hisoka's cock without making a mess.
Hisoka looked back up at the waiter. "He said he's not interested~"
What the hell.
Denny's face was beet red and he took one step back, then another.
What kind of guy is this...
"Well I'll be going now...but um...that w-would be two P-prawn Linguine, one Grilled Vegetable Salad and no drinks right?" He took a deep breath and clutched his clipboard tighter. "I-I'll be back soon!"
"Please hurry back with the entree, you know how appetizers tend to make people very hungry~ 'They really open up the appetite and make you crave more'...~" Hisoka stated, repeating the words the waiter had told Gon earlier when he was trying to sell them the special.
Denny didn't respond but ran off toward the kitchen and Hisoka just laughed. He won't be back for a while~
Just then Gon gagged and Hisoka's hand gripped his hair tighter. "Oh~ Gon-kun~ Don't stop now...I'm almost there~" he whispered huskily but despite saying that, he took over the pace, smoothly pushing his hips up to send his cock even deeper into Gon's hot, wet mouth. He was in his element, doing such a vile and outlandish thing in a place where anyone could turn to them at any moment and realize instantly what was happening below the table.
It was dangerous, marvelous and above all, Gon's hot mouth felt so good as his throat contracted around his cock with every deep thrust. "Yes~Gon~" Hisoka muttered, his eyes slanted.
Finally looking down at Gon one last time before those eyes closed tightly, his entire body quivered and he grunted, filling Gon's mouth with cum.
"Hnnnnn...~" His grip remained firm in Gon's hair until he was sure that Gon had swallowed every last bit of his cum, and hearing him choke again as he licked his cock clean, Hisoka smiled, feeling incredibly sated.
When those fingers finally let go of his hair to allow him to sit up, Gon pulled away immediately to take a gasping breath of air into his lungs. "Ouch!" he grumbled when, at the same time, he tried to get up too quickly and bumped his head against the underside of the table.
Hisoka grabbed the elegant vase at the center of the table before it toppled over. "Careful now Gon-kun, you wouldn't want to hurt yourself~"
"Oh shut up," Gon replied as he emerged from under the table to sit down again. "It's your fault I was stuck under that table in the first place!"
"But you did such a good job while there~" Hisoka said, reaching out to tuck a stray lock of Gon's now messy hair behind his ear. "Awww, your face is so red, how cute~"
Grabbing one of the menus, Gon chose not to answer him but stood up instead.
"Where are you off to? ~" Hisoka asked, eyeing the menu Gon was holding in front of himself. "I made your order already~"
"I know, I heard,"—Gon looked away—"unfortunately."
"Well come back here~" Hisoka patted the spot next to himself but Gon shook his head. "What's the matter? ~"
"I…" Gon's cheeks burned hotter. "I have to use the restroom…" He risked a glance in Hisoka's direction and saw the man look down to where he was holding the menu to hide the outline caused by his erection pushing against the front of his pants.
"Oh~I see~" Hisoka smiled wider, and as Gon started to walk off, he asked, "Need any help? ~"
"No!" Gon shouted hastily, his voice echoing in the open space. Promptly, the entire restaurant got quiet and everyone looked directly at him.
Not again...
There were so many eyes seeking an explanation for his outburst and Gon fidgeted, wishing he could just disappear. Regrettably he couldn't and he clutched the menu tighter, frozen for a moment.
Umm…
Gon smiled awkwardly at them, but as they continued to stare wordlessly, he found it difficult to mutter an apology or even meet their gazes.
His blush intensified under their collective observation and before anyone could say anything, he ran off and didn't stop running until he was where the restrooms were located, far away from their judging eyes and alone at last.
A/N:
1) Once again Hisoka is torturing side characters...
2) "My butt does not 'jiggle' Hisoka!" (lmao)
3) Ohoho Gon, Laura wasn't shocked when Hisoka grabbed your butt...she was probably having a fangirl heart attack xD
More Notes:
Awww Denny is a bad waiter. At least he's better at decorating. Poor guy is going to be thinking about what he experienced at work for a long time. Hisoka seems to know just how to discipline young men who get out of line... (Ok, that didn't come out right =.=)
But boy was Gon brave to talk back, stick out his tongue, then ultimately take Denny's advice rather than listen to Hisoka. I was like 'Oooooh you've done it now Gon!' And for the next chapter, Hisoka's going to teach Gon just how to watch his words...
Next Chapter Preview: Be warned, I was in one of those weird mindsets while writing this two part special so you know, whenever that happens, as bad as the situation is now, things will only gets worse for Gon!
Gon will get a big surprise if he thinks that that was all Hisoka had in store for him. Stay tuned for part two of the NR Sex Special where I shall continue fulfilling the previously mentioned requests and add yet another!
Sneak peak of the full warnings for the next chapter: Chapter 30 will be RATED M for erotic games, sexual tension, dirty talking, nipple play /torture, filthy fantasies, sexxxx, bondage, voyeurism, exhibitionism, public display of affection (PDA), sadomasochism and a slightly abnormal appreciation for short shorts.
Join me in a few days as we descend further into HisoGon hell :/
Oh and in addition to that, you'll be getting an angsty scene with Killua at home.
P.S.: This chapter title...lol. Saying that Hisoka is perverted is like saying the sky is blue haha...
Review and I shall be eternally grateful for your thoughts!
Much love.