I dont know if i’ll ever end up finishing this story but if I do, you’ll see it on Ao3 one day
Dream sequence
Killua grabbed the vines as he fell towards the lush greenery below, gravity demanding he listen. The slippery vines refused to be wrestled into his palms but finally he was able to slow himself and grip the vines so he stops and is suspended in air. Between the trees, foliage so large it casted a shadow below on a sunny day and above ground that looked soft covered in moss and grass but surely hiding the hard ground and roots and rocks and-
“That was close…” Killua huffed. “It’s what I get for trying to swing through vines.”
“Are you trying to say it was a bad idea?” A deep voice called out cheerily from below. Killua scoffed and looked down.
Like a vision, as it should in a dream, was a sexy jungle man set to guide him thru his latest dream. He was bronze and freckled and muscular w a grippable waist. His hair was spiked and some strands wayward fell attractively into his brows and eyes. He was wearing nothing but a loin cloth. And the tease heated Killua up every time.
At the moment he was looking up at killua with his hands out on either side of him as tho to say ‘what gives?’ But he had a carefree smile on his face.
“You’re right, this is all your fault.” Killua smirked cheekishly at him and then yelped when he slid a little further down the vines towards earth. “Geezus, this was a bad idea.” Killua added a bit shakier.
“I dont know, I can’t see the downside from here.” The man said w a headtilt. Killua scoffed again tho he heated up from his hairline to his neck.
Killua was also just wearing a loin cloth.
“Shut up! Im dangling to my doom and you’re oogling at me! Maybe if you taught me properly in the first place…” Killua scolded and shouted. The man’s expression sobered up, head straightening out and muscles coiling like a spring.
“You’re not dangling to your doom, I’m right here underneath you.” He said assuredly. He spoke quietly, intimately, but Killua could hear it like it was right in his ear.
“Oh, right, yes, you’ll make a comfortable cushion to spear myself on.” Killua said.
“Killua.” His name was said in a stern voice and Killua felt himself shiver. What’s wrong w him? He usually has more control then that. “If i’m here, nothing will happen to you. I won’t let you get hurt.”
Killua bit his lip. What lip service, that sounded nice.
“… promise?” Killua heard himself ask in a quiet voice instead of the sassy comeback he had lines up in his head. Hands reached out in response, coming out to in front of him, bracing for a catch.
“Pinky promise, Killua. I will catch you.” The man said, and his eyes were molten chocolate, and Killua felt himself melt.
Woah, quite literally, he was slipping from the vines and back down again.
“Gon-!” Killua barely choked out the sexy man’s name before he felt a firm impact against the left side of his body before feeing his center of gravity sharply change. He didnt know when he had closed his eyes but he then opened them and saw a heavenly scene in front of him, Gon had his arms firmly around him as he jumped up to catch him mid air, and bringing him to his descent safely.
“I got you.” Gon said lowly.
Heavenly, like a dream should be. Killua lidded his eyes as he leaned in closer to Gon and he leaned in response, the lips warm and firm and solid like a real person, the electricity just as zipping as real life.
—
Gon barely cracked his eyes open and nearly cursed the day for waking him from that sexy hot dream. He looked down before tossing his head back with a remorseful groan. And now he had morning wood to take care of. Geezus he hated doing it to himself. Well he has some sub audio he could listen to that he saved last night for later listening. He was hoping it was going to be with a glass of whiskey, music, and sushimi in front of him but it works. He pulled out his headphones to pull over his head, helped with immersion, and played it, laying back and getting himself worked up over the audio.
“Please…!” He cried out, hands hovering over his dick. “Just… please…!”
“Ok, sub… /now/ you can come.” The dom on the audio leading the exercise granted and the moment Gon gripped his dick, he was shuddering with a climax. He huffed as he threw his headphones off and sat up. Ok, a little chubbed but thats workable.
“Oh shoot!” Gon shot out of bed, what was he doing like he had all the time in the world? He started his new job today!
He showered and did the last minute on icy cold just for good measure and a clear head. That last dream was amazing, getting to share his intimate memories of whale island with Killua, his dream boyfriend.
Gon rushed to the bathroom counter and nearly slid past it from the wet floors before grabbing his toothbrush to clean up.
He doesnt know why it started but one day he was sharing a realistic dream with a man from a fantasy he could only make up. Stark white hair, a silhouette that could kill, jaw line that could cut, and an adam’s apple that could murder Gon and he would promptly thank him. He was nothing short of sexy and dangerous, and yet he had his cute moments, when he relaxes his face, it’s like he can be baby soft. God, Gon was hard again just thinking about it, a perfect boy- man! Gon would meditate on his face, the memories from the dream before, damn near praying to share with him every night and he would get lucky a night or two a wee but those were the best.
Gon was still in awe of the look on Killua’s face before he woke, speckled in blonde freckles, hair disheveled and body not concealed in the slightest, toned, lean, strong… would probably stunt on people in a suit.
Gon shook out of his daydreaming just in time to remember to grab his lunch /before/ locking the door and then skedaddled to his reliable dark green jeep. A gift from his godfather, and been a godsend for a while in all his ups and downs. Right now, he needed it to reliably get him to work, quick.
—
The law firm was beautiful as he pulled up, black sheep inc., subsidiary of a larger work of zoldyck owned businesses. Part of what got him the job was his understanding of how important every other aspect of the zoldyck businesses were, not just the law firm he wanted to work. He knows. He’s done his homework.
If he plays his cards right, the resouces he’ll have access to here will help him hunt down his father.
Gon let out a low whistle, he wouldnt have to worry about parking. The lot was beautiful and well maintained, and the place was so exclusive in terms of new work and trustsd employees, the lot was damn near empty.
Gon grabbed his briefcase and skedaddled up into the building. The identification that was mailed to him worked immediately on the secruity door and it slide open with a silent /whoosh/. Gon grinned and walked in, greeting the secruity guard at the front and the front desk receptionist. She started directing him to his floor of work and he was distracted imaging what she would look like im a domme outfit. If she could swing hard enough. Probably not, the build of her shoulders doesnt show her rotation would swing down hard enough for Gon to feel it.
“Thank you.” Gon said and took the packet she handed him and went to the elevator, pressing the button for the 9th floor.
The doors slid open and Gon walked in slowly, taking in the sights of his new workplace.
The office was layed out in sections, groups of desks together before a respectable span of space between, probably for privacy of conversations, tho the glass cubicle walls ensure no hr violations were going on.
“So much for jerking off under my desk.” Gon muttered to himself. It was sleek in whites and glass blue, accents of black with subtle zoldcyk iconography everywhere, from the branded cups, designer bagges, technology or zoldyck branded secruity cameras. Gon flashed a quick smiling at the red beeping light before looking back out over the office. It was expansive with windows on either side of the floor, break/lunch room in the back left side from the elevator, copier and other office community use things straight down the middle, various stations of need along the walls by the cubicles and a line of office rooms on the right wall. At the far right corner from the elevator was a door perched at a corner jutting out, and Gon assumed it was the corner office that the titular zoldcyk worked at as head lawyer. Oooh to be partner one day.
Gon was about to walk over and check it out when a flash of gold floated across his stream of consciousness.
“Kurapika!” Gon greeted the lithe man who smiled back at Gon. Gon strode over to him where he waited and shook his head, balancing a minella folder in one hand.
“Gon, I haven’t seen you since the interview. I’m glad you were the canidate they chose. I had to admit the others were a little dry.” Kurapika grinned.
“That’s not fair, im a pretty flamboyant guy!” Gon grinned. Kurapika opened his mouth to speak but then a lanky man came from behind.
“I hate to be the jealous man, but Kurapika, who is this?” He asked pushing up micro glasses up his nose, a popular fashion from 15 years ago and originating in Palada. Something told Gon he was just trying to bring back retro looks. Gon blinked back in the conversation as Kurapika finished introducing Gon and he threw a hand out catch the tall man’s.
“Ah, fresh meat, huh? Im leorio, nice to meet you Gon.” Leorio said and Gon flashed him his best smile.
“Pleasure’s all mine.” Gon hummed smoothly.
“I never thought we’d fill that open position! The ones on top have such a high standard, whats your portfolio like, Gon?” Leorio asked as he pulled his hands back to place both in his suit pockets.
“My portfolio?” Gon asked, keeping a smile but couldnt help his confused headtilt. Kurapika smirked as he crossed his arms, remembering what he learned from Gon’s interviews.
“You’ll never guess leorio. Zero case losses.” Kurapika smirked up at him. Leorio balked as Gon chuckled, rubbing the back of his head.
“Seriously?? How- you must be grabbing easy cases! Or one’s you know you can win?!” Leorio called and Gon puffed up his chest.
“I fight for whats right. If its true and it needs to be proven, i’ll do it!” Gon asserted and Kurapika snickered, endeared all over again.
“Remember the KaSnicky brothers?” Kurapika asked with a jab at leorio’s side and leorio nodded. Kurapika gestured at Gon then he deflated a bit w a blush. “He put em away.”
Leorio gasped dramatically.
“The KaSnicky brothers?? No one would try that case within an 100 mi radius! They had mafia and set up and cover ups out the hoohah! They knew how to turn evidence up, down, sideways, and blow up right in the face of whatever lawyer tried them! How’d you do it?” Leorio asked. Gon hummed as he thought about the answer for a second, looking down.
“Mel, the older one, had a grandma in Risko that he was sending money to. He had sent letters with what he was up to at her request. That was plenty evidence to corroborate nearly every other charge.” Gon said and leorio gasped. “How’d you know that?” Leorio asked.
“The bone structure of those from Risko has a little notche on their thumbs, and thru that I found family there to trace back.” Gon said gesturing.
“Amazing!” Leorio said.
“He’s very attentive and notices things others dont at first. He has a strong intuition, likability that helps follows leads, and righteous anger to power a town.” Kurpika smirked.
Gon heard a scoff behind him and he turned.
A slinky woman with a pointy nose and shirt pulled so low Gon shot his head up as to not accidentally see anything, and she walked past him steaming jealpusly and bully energy.
“Well, mr righteous, we’ll see how long u last here with that attitude. At black sheep, we /defend/ people like the KaSnicky brothers.” She said heading to the breakroom.
Gon hadnt noticed such a crowd was gathering to listen to his tale to explain his ‘portfolio’ or that he had gotten on someone’s bad side while doing it. A few others who were standing around patted his back welcoming him onboard, sheepishly affirming that truth, or simply dispersing.
“Dont listen to angelica, she’s just a nepo baby who’s not a very good lawyer. She hates getting confronted with actual good ones.” Leorio comforted and Gon nodded.
“Come on, let me show you to your desk.” Kurapika offered.
Gon followed to a desk squared with two other ones w the sleek glass cubicle walls that Gon were startingto appreciate asthetically and it was positioned closest corner to the boss’s room. Kurapika and leorio talked back and forth a bit more about how crazy Gon’s case must have bee as he settled in. Gon noted people flowing to one of the conferences rooms to the right.
“Uh, is a meeting going on?” Gon asked Kurapika, and he nodded. “Time for start of the week status conference and case assignments. Time to meet the boss. Fun.” Kurapika said striding past him.
“He’s a hard ass, the less you interact with him, the better.” Leorio groaned, patting Gon’s arm and he fell into step with him. They entered the conference room with plenty of natural light which had Gon leaning towards the sun, how nice. The room was big, the large table in the middle fit with microphones for everyone to be heard and boards for presentations. Alot of people had their laptops or papers and Gon felt a bit sheepish without his own. He opted to grab a sit closest to the window to feel the sun, tho still near by Kurapika and leorio, and started tryjng to think who would be doms or subs to distract himself.
Suddenly, snake girl stood up by the head of the tabls w a coffee mug in her hand.
“I got you your morning coffee, Mr Zoldyck sir!” She said in a sickly sweet voice that very much was different when she was tryng to jab at Gon.
“Thank you.” A voice said, laced with restraint- danger. Gon shivered and shot forward in his seat to get a better view of the head of the table.
He was right. Killua would stunt in a suit.
Cause he was staring straight at him.
End chap 1
Chap 2
Wow, could anyone else hear the pounding in Gon’s head? Could everyone see the hard on that was rapidly growing in his pants? How did everyone not have freak outs every morning? Did they and they were all masking it perfectly? Does that mean Gon is doing a pretty good job? He glanced at Kurapika and based on his looks, Gon was /not/ masking it successfully.
He quickly looked back at the front to hide his face and- panic? Big mistake. Dream boy was still standing there and now he was addressing everyone in the room. God, the way he was talking, it was like he was commanding it, voice deep and assertive.
His hair was slicked back w a few strands of edge hair escaping in a devilishly attractive way. His eyes were dark but striking blue, like they were glowing within. He was the only one standing while everyone else was sitting, he held his body w ease and grace although he could sense the stregnth and tension there like he was ready to snap at any point. Like a big cat. God, the dream couldnt have readied Gon for the high- definition in front of him, every silver strand, every sharp movement, the way his dark eyelashes brushed his cheeks as he referred to something on the table, the cute way his eyebrows furrowed, like he was confused by something, and-
Gon nearly gasped outloud at the shot of electricity that zapped thru him as dream man made eye contact with him. A quick glance at leorio- maybe he actually did gasp outloud.
His heart beat has been so loud in his ears this whole time, he has no time to guess-
Gon scrambled up out of his chair to stand and in a military pose that was beat into him by his godfather, and stated in a steady clear voice,
“Yes, my name is Gon Freeces, starting my first day today, pleased to meet everyone’s aquaintance, hope to work well with everyone.” Then launched into a bow.
A very enthusiastic bow.
His head made a good thunk sound as it smacked against the table. He heard damn near everyone wince. Gon decided this was a good place to live, bent at 90 degrees and keeping his red face hidden from everyone.
‘God, this isnt how i imagined living bent over for eternity like.’ Gon thought to himself.
“At ease.” Dream man’s baratone voice, amused, slithered into Gon’s ears and cupped his sub brain in such in a way that he didnt care if other people saw what just happened, a dom just told him it would be ok. Gon sat back up and sat down, blinking doe eyes at dream man.
—
“Nice to meet you, my name is Killua Zoldyck. Now, back to the docket.” Killua said and allowed himself on auto pilot to try and make sense of what just happened.
He walked in and ignored angelica as he usually does, grabbing the shyt coffee she makes in the mornings and placing it down an uninterested distance away in one smooth motion, then took survey of the room. He was informed in advance of a new hire by the powers that be- cause heaven forbid he gets any say when they have something they want him to do- so he was on the look out for the new face. What he wasnt expecting was his dream to come in real life- Gon, looking all as good as he usually did in dreams, backlit by light and blinking doe eyes at me in such a sexy way.
Ok, ok, so he’d seen this man once on a train and put him in his sexy dreams, no big deal, he could be normal. But when he was introducing him to everyone, and Killua got a glance at his name- his name was actually Gon. Killua is certain he’s never formally met this man before so how could he get his name and face in his dream? And so accurately too. He was acting just like his hunk, down to the adorable smack on the table that took everything in Killua not to burst out laughing at. He took great pride in the image he curated at this job, he was gonna be dammed if a dream ruins it all.
