Hell is Round the Corner
By SMYGO4EVA
It was chaos, to simply put it.
Kurapika could only feel his heart pounding in his chest, caught in a vice. He blinked, unable to believe the position he was in.
Chrollo, the leader of the Spiders, was underneath him, straddled on the cold, hard floor, his wrists held tightly. He was disheveled, dried blood on the corner of his mouth, bruises on his face, but he smiled, his eyes brimming with interest.
Kurapika couldn't even remember how they got into this position in the first place, even after all this time.
"I warned you," Chrollo murmured, leaning up, getting close to Kurapika. "I'm only part of the Spider, and killing me won't get rid of us so easily."
Kurapika glared at him, sweat rolling down his face. "I'm well aware, believe me…." He said through gritted teeth, his eyes starting to burn. "That doesn't mean I can't wear you down, no matter how long it takes."
Chrollo still smiled, practically undeterred. "Well, then by all means, give it your best shot."
Kurapika stilled, his hands still pinning Chrollo's wrists; he was testing him, seeing what he had to offer, and he was undeniably excited. He could feel himself throb at the thought of hurting the leader.
He wanted it to hurt, to bleed, and to show what he was truly capable of.
The chain-user pressed himself onto the Spider, his eyes scarlet red, and he shifted himself, moving his hips up and down.
Chrollo gasped aloud, his eyes fluttering shut, almost with perverse delight.
Kurapika bit a grunt of his own, and he licked his lips, moving himself once again.
He would do whatever he had to, to eliminate the Spiders, once and for all.
