You sneered, observing Hisoka as he lay helplessly underneath you. It seemed that the tables had finally turned for the so-called Elusive Grim Reaper now that you were pinning his wrists above his head with one of your strong hands.
“Any last words, you annoying clown-thing?” You pressed one of his cards, the Joker —imbued with your Nen— at his jugular, piercing his delicate, milky skin. A single crimson drop trailed down his neck from the shallow wound, staining the card.
Hisoka mewled in delight, feeling himself twitch in his pants at the stinging feeling. “I have a proposal.” His voice was husky with exhaustion as he had been fighting you for a long while before finding himself trapped in your clutches. “You might want to hear it before you sever my head~ ♦” He flashed you one of his infamous vulpine smiles.
“Oho? Let’s hear it.” You adjusted your position on top of him, taking a seat on his muscular stomach.
“How about we…” He licked his lips, giving you a lecherous stare with those beautiful amber eyes of his. “...go all the way ♠” “You know~ Get down and dirty… in exchange for my life, that is~”
A humourless laugh escaped your parted lips. “You little bastard... People are willing to pay quite a generous amount of Jenny for your head and you want me to let you go, in exchange for sex!?” You seethe in indignation at his outrageous suggestion.
His thin lips quirked up into a wicked smirk. “Precisely~ You can use me in any way you want, doll~ ♥”
You intently peered down into his eyes as you quietly contemplated the idea. “Any way I want, huh? Well, it’d better be worth it.”
Hisoka let out a low chuckle that reverberated deep in his throat. “It certainly will~”
“We’ll see about that,” you spoke curtly.
After letting the blood-stained Joker slip between your digits, you ran your long, manicured nails along his jaw before leaning down. Your breath tickled his skin as you buried your face on his neck, taking in his musky scent. A deep, hushed moan left his lips when he felt your warm tongue against his neck as you licked the trail of blood.
You raised your hips slightly to purposely sit on his lap and gave a harsh, derisive chuckle when your groin was met with his prominent bulge. “That got you hard? What a perverted clown.”
Hisoka bit his lower lip to prevent himself from moaning. “Why, you’re mistaken, dear. Fighting you is what got me all hot and bothered~ ♥”
“What a shameless and filthy clown, you are,” you expressed with professed disgust, rocking your hips against his hardened member.
“Ngh~” He fought against your grasp but it was futile for you were stronger than him. “Aren’t you going to let go of my hands, dear?”
“So that you can play your dirty tricks on me again?” You scoffed, gripping his wrists tighter. “Don’t think so.”
He groaned, relishing the pain you were providing yet craving more of it. “Clever little girl.”
“Mhm. In fact, I’m going to use this to tie your hands.” You made quick work of your belt with your free hand.
He licked his lips, the domineering look you got on your face was further turning him on. “Kinky~ ♣”
“Isn’t that how you like it, your filthy thing?”
After binding his wrists above his head, you enhanced the belt with your Nen making it impossible for the redhead to break free. You took hold of Hisoka’s chin and forced him to meet your unwavering gaze. “Don’t try anything funny, if you know what’s good,” you spoke in a low, authoritative tone.
You were as delectable and juicy as a ripe fruit and he could not wait to be devoured by you. The mere thought had his cock twitching and leaking precum. He swore could come right there and then, but that wouldn’t be as much fun, would it, he inwardly asked. His inner monologue came to a stop the second you lifted your comforting weight off his body and he could not help but let out a needy whine.
You got up and discarded your clothes slow and teasingly, shivering softly as the breeze delicately brushed your bare skin. Hearing the gentle ruffling of the tree leaves as they danced with the spring breeze, you stared up into the afternoon sky. There were no clouds in sight. It was the perfect day to spend in that secluded, verdant forest.
“Such a lovely view~ ♠” he lilted, catching your attention. His eyes were clouded with sheer lust and something else that you decided to ignore for the time being.
“I could say the same.” Your tongue glided ravenously over your lower lip as you rejoiced at the vulnerable state he was currently in. It took a lot from you not to pounce on him like a famished wild beast.
His breath hitched and a long-drawn-out moan went straight past his thin lips the moment you pressed the heel of your foot hard on his chest. The lewd sounds you elicited from him were stirring a blazing need that was pooling in between your legs.
Your roaming eyes landed on the card you had previously discarded. Smirking in amusement, you crouched down and picked it up, enhancing it with your Nen once more. Relishing the expression of sheer delight on The Magician’s face, you proceeded to cut his crop top in half with ease, revealing his touch-starved nipples.
“You’re not the only one who knows their way around the cards, Hisoka.” You uttered, peering down at him with mischief in your eyes.
He hummed, studying your every movement with curious, golden orbs, mewling as you climbed on top of him and ground your hips against his. His eyes fluttered closed the second you pressed the edge of the now unenhanced card against his jaw. Hisoka found the fact that you were using his cards on him really arousing.
The redhead felt goosebumps at the pleasant sensation as you dragged the card painstakingly slow down his neck and chest till you reached his abdomen that twitched under your ministrations.
A guttural moan got caught in his throat the second you grazed his right nipple with the edge of the card.
“Hoh~ Are you sensitive here?” Forgetting all about the card, you placed your thumbs over his pert nipples and toyed with them before he could form a coherent reply.
His eyelids fluttered open, revealing his tear-filled eyes. Whines and mewls spilt from his parted lips as you continued playing with his perky nubs. Hisoka was so lost in the pleasure you were so generously providing that he began squirming underneath you to get a bit of friction between your bodies.
Seeing the murderous Hisoka so completely lost in ecstasy was quite arousing. So arousing, in fact, that you subconsciously grounded your hips against his, letting out a breathy sigh. Deciding to tease him further, you pinched his nipples and rolled them in between your digits. Much to your pleasant surprise, his back arched beautifully as a wanton moan crawled out from the depths of this throat as he split himself into his pants.
“What a shameless whore, you are... spoiling your pants like a horny teenager. You’re revolting, Hisoka.” You gently wiped the single teardrop that rolled down his cheek messing up his makeup.
He whined at the pleasurable effect your words of humiliation had on him, chest heaving up and down as he came down from his high.
“I’m not done with you just yet.” You stared into his half-lidded eyes, fondly brushing back the sweat-damped auburn bangs sticking to his forehead.
“I was… expecting that much... my dear~ ♦” His breathing was laboured and ragged.
Gingerly, you released his throbbing erection from its clothed cage. His cock stood proudly. It was slightly curved upwards, its glistening head was a furious red colour. You flicked his shaft painfully and salivated as his juices dripped down.
You gathered the cum dribbling down with your index finger before taking a hold of his cheeks with your other hand, forcing his mouth open before sticking your cum-coated digit in, making him taste himself.
He let out a contented hum and blinked twice provoking the tears pooling at the corners of his eyes to stream down his face as he eagerly sucked on your finger.
“You look so pretty like this,” you thought out loud as you wiped his tears away.
Hisoka bit down hard on your finger, rousing you from your reveries. Hissing in pain, you retrieved your finger and struck his cheek, leaving an angry red imprint of your hand on his smooth, pale skin. The strength of the impact forced his head to the side. Hisoka moaned, squinting as he gazed up at you out of the corner of his golden eyes.
“Yes, that’s more like it, doll,” he grunted, revelling into the stinging sensation on his cheek. “Don’t get distracted.” He gave you a closed-eyed, fox-like smile.
You scoffed at his warning. “As if, clown.” You took his hard cock firmly in one hand and proceeded to rub its glistening tip on your aching clitoris as you placed your free hand on your right breast, fondling it gently.
“Nnnnnggggggh, yeeeees… use meee,” he cried out.
Having you use him and his cock for your own pleasure was driving him insane. The Magician tugged on the retrains in an attempt to free himself. As he was not able to do such a thing, he opted for bringing his tied hands forward to take a hold of your plump thighs. You swatted the offending hands away, forcing them back above his head. He grunted in displeasure and tried reaching for your body again. That time, you let go of his cock to take a painful hold of his cheeks, making his lips stick out.
“Will you behave?” Your tone was anything but amicable.
His eyes widened in awe before watering once again. He nodded in submission, feeling his cock twitching against your damped core.
You clicked your tongue in irritation at how easily he riled you up and brought out the worst side of you. A side of you that you didn't even know existed. A side of you that belonged to him and him alone.
Once you were sure he would not try to challenge you to see how far he could push you, you continued caressing your sweet pearl with his cockhead. You kept eye contact with him, letting his mewls and moans bring you to an intense orgasm in a matter of a few minutes.
The sight of your gorgeous face contorting in complete bliss as you reached your high, left him aching for you —aching to be inside you.
You sat there on top of him for a moment, observing his chest heaving up and down as you regained your breath. And once your breath evened, you aligned the tip of his cock against your entrance with one hand while placing your other hand on his chest, letting your manicured nails dig into his delicate skin as you took him inch by glorious inch. The two of you moaned at the feeling of finally becoming one.
While you adjusted to his size, Hisoka panted under you. The sensation of your warm, welcoming walls gripping his cock felt like paradise. Hisoka was itching to lay his hungry hands on you, but he refrained from doing so as he wanted to stay in character. Although that was not entirely true. Your aura was exuding great power and dominance and it was making him want to be good for you. Hisoka was willingly submitting to you now.
Slowly, you began rocking your hips. Your pace was agonisingly slow much to his utter and masochistic delight. Leaning down, you left a trail of feather-light kisses on his neck and jaw, purposely avoiding the place where he wanted your lips the most: his own craving lips.
Your mouth made its way to his chest where you left hickeys and bites marks before letting your affectionate hands roam around his pecs and abdomen.
Gradually, you quickened your pace, savouring every pant and melodious whine that slipped past his parted lips. He was nearing his climax, you could tell by the laboured way in which his chest heaved as he became louder and more vocal.
“Aaah… (y/n)... (y/n)!” He cried out. “You’re so good. So very good,” he moaned. “That aura, that look, nngh~” His resolve was faltering, he was too lost in bliss to stay in character. “Aaaah... (y/n)! I love you!”
Upon hearing his words, your movements gradually came to a stop. Your eyes were as big as saucers as you stared dumbfoundedly into his still half-lidded, golden orbs. Hisoka had confessed his feelings for you at the most unexpected moment and by the look of sheer horror on his face, he had not intended to do so.
Your cheeks were ablaze as your heart hammered against your ribcage and your lips quirked up into a small, delighted simper. Happiness erupted deep within your chest.
On the other hand, his eyes widened but just for a fraction of a second as he realized how badly he had just screwed up. You watched him grimacing and noticed a fleeting swirl of fret in the endless pools of his gem-like eyes. He felt a tightening knot in the pit of his stomach, anxiety and fear bubbling in its depths. He cursed himself inwardly before regaining his composure. The awkward moment —though fleeting— felt to him like it lasted an eternity.
Your lips parted on their own accord, but before the imminent question was uttered, he prevented you from doing so by thrusting up his hips, hitting your g-spot sweetly. That evoked a long-drawn-out moan to crawl out of your throat as your back arched.
“Don’t get distracted, my darling,” he lilted as a wicked smirk formed on his handsome face.
“Hypocrite,” you spat as you resumed your pace, much to his pleasure.
Leaning down, you angled your hips so that every time you rocked them, your clitoris would brush against his body, getting the friction you so much desired. Bouncing on his cock, you let your hand wrap around his neck, applying enough pressure to cut his air supply.
“You’re so helpless and vulnerable like this that I could just... break you,” you whispered seductively in his ear.
Your words and the divine feeling of your hand deliciously wrapped around his throat was what took him on a ride straight to the heavens. His eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy as he released his warm emission inside you. A most erotic sight. Yet it was his fervent and vehement cries of ecstasy what pushed you over the sweet edge of glory.
You passionately crushed your lips against his as your walls spasmed around his shaft, drawing till the very last drop of cum out of him.
Gradually, the sloppy bouncing of your hips stopped, but instead of peeling yourself off him, you stayed there marvelling your handiwork on the fine canvas that his skin was.
“Have I won my freedom, darling?” he purred, tugging at the belt restraining his wrists.
“You sure have… for now.”
Hisoka let out an amused chuckle as you made quick work of the belt binding his wrists and when you finally freed him, he heaved a contented sigh. Completely dropping the act, he placed his hands firmly on your thighs and gave them a tender squeeze.
“I gather you enjoyed our little… escapade.” You caressed his cheek affectionately.
He leaned into your soft touch and replied, “I most certainly did.”
You leaned down to kiss the gorgeous vulpine simper plastered on his face and whispered against his lips, “We should go before it gets dark.”
He cupped your cheek and hummed in agreement before pressing his lips against yours in a fleeting yet tender kiss.
You finally peeled yourself off him, standing on shaky legs before picking up your scattered garments. Once the two of you had gotten dressed, you turned to your partner and inquired, “So, about what you said earlier…”
“What did I say?” He lazily fixed his hair before temporarily sealing his crop top using his Bungee Gum.
“That you love me.” Your words startled him, he had almost forgotten about it. Or at least he wished he had.
“I don’t recall saying such a thing. Say, what would you like for dinner, little one?” he deflected.
“Don’t change the subject, Hisoka.” You pursed your lips as your brows furrowed. The expression was so endearing to him that he felt his heart melting like butter.
He heaved a long sigh and dismissed the subject with a wave of his hand. “It was simply a slip of the tongue, (y/n)-chan~ ♦” He turned his back to you and began walking away.
You let out a displeased sound. “I don’t believe you.”
He kept quiet, ignoring your protests.
You shook your head in mild exasperation, but instead of getting mad at his inability to admit his own feelings unless inebriated by the passion you both shared moments earlier, you decided to express your own feelings. “I love you too, Hisoka.”
He stopped dead in his tracks, your words resonating in his mind for a long moment before glancing back at you over his shoulder. His lips twitched up into a contented smile. As you stared at him, you wondered if he was blushing or if it was the light of the sun setting on the horizon what was dusting his cheeks a soft shade of pink.
“Naturally~♥” he replied. Never had his heart beaten so fast before, he noted. Not even during the most exciting of the battles he has ever fought. The heart never lies, he mused flashing you a smirk as you caught up to him and took a gentle hold of his hand.
