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softmafia · 2 years

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Make Me Feel

Contains: fem y/n, oc insert, smut, soft/kind/protective Hisoka, mild choking

I feel like Hisoka would be protective, but not the overbearing type of protective. But he would have the actual need to protect Y/n in a time of serious danger.

◢◤◢◤◢◤𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓 ◢◤◢◤ ◢◤

Hisoka’s disarranged strands of hair blew through the cold wind. He panted heavily, broad chest rising up and down with his heaves, the ceiling began to crumble, rubble raining down. Hisoka furrowed his brows and curled an arm around his partner’s waist, forearm muscles tensing as he held on, “The building is about to collapse.” He growled through his teeth, “We have to move, now.”

Y/n stammered, looking back at him with wide eyes, “What about the target?!”

“To hell with the target!! You can’t stay here!!” Hisoka looked around the room, sighing gruffly before running towards a window. He used his large back as a way to shield Y/n, and his face from the residue of glass that followed. “Hold on to me, tightly.” He grumbled into Y/n’s forehead as he held her under her legs. The girl nodded slowly as her arms quickly wrapped around his neck, dripping with sweat. But for the first time, she saw his pale skin stained with soot and dirt.

A contrast to how clean he usually kept himself.

Hisoka’s wrist flexed as he attached a rope of Bungee Gum to a nearby building, the veins in his hand tensed up as he swung them both through the air. His hold on her never loosened, in fact it got tighter; he was squeezing his fingers into her soft legs now, keeping a firm grip.

Using another burst of aura, Hisoka propelled himself up into the air, then landed on his feet at the roof of the building. It was slanted, so he had to kneel in order to keep himself from slipping. Now, Y/n’s calves were tossed over his thigh while he held onto her back. The pair watched as the building they were previously in explode from the first floor and collapse into itself.

The magician never let go of her, not even to wipe away his smearing eye makeup(which he would often do after a heated battle, as she observed him before). “Y/n..” he breathed out, that deep growl that rumbled in his voice made her stiffen and hold onto him tighter. He shook his head and then broke out into his signature chuckle, “Oh what would you ever do without me..” Y/n frowned at him and straightened her back, “I could’ve escaped by myself!!” She hit him in his chest, gently; for a moment she felt how truly hard his pectoral muscles were, it was impressive; but expected from a man of his physique. “Oh what? By jumping out a window and using a trash bin as a cushion?” Hisoka scoffed and rested Y/n’s butt on his thigh, keeping her legs on his other one.

Looking away, Y/n scoffed and looked down at the streets below her, bystanders watched in fear and concern as the building across the street just caved in. Police and Fire Fighters were already showing up at the scene.

A strong finger pressed to Y/n’s face and guided her jaw back to face the man holding her, pulling her attention away from the scene. “You shouldn’t be so reckless.” He whispered, a serious look on his face, “Your target set up that trap and lured you in. You of all people should’ve figured that out, you can be smart in the heat of a moment— I know you.”

“But it’s- it wouldn’t make sense. You don’t know the guy. The bomb would have to go off if he’s in the area, that’s his ability it’s-” Y/n looked down, looking at how her legs were rested over Hisoka’s, and how his large hand was holding the side of her thigh so protectively.

Hisoka pulled her face up to meet his gaze again, “Use your head, you dumb girl.” He snarled, squeezing her chin now to keep her gaze locked in on his, “He was outside of the building, thats why he escaped so fast. I saw it myself, how do you think I got to you so fast?”

“Don’t call me dumb!” Y/n growled at him, trying to rip her face away from his hand; but he was a strong man, his grip tightened.

“Then stop acting like it.” Hisoka whispered, brows knitted tightly together. He wasn’t a man to yell or bark; because a much threatening tone was one softly spoken, deep and sinister.

That got Y/n to shut up, as he slowly released his grip and held his hand away, Y/n pushed her temple against chest, frowning and looking down at her lap again.

Hisoka rested his hand on the side of her head and used his thumb to stroke her, “You need to be more careful, ok? Think with your brain rather than your brawn.” He gently patted her thigh and stood up, “I’m taking you home now, theres no reason for us to stay here since your mission went bust.” He sighed.

Hisoka was holding her like a bride.

Y/n placed her hands on his chest and looked up at him, “Ok- but I can walk just fine..” she mumbled, still frowning at him.

Hisoka was at the tip top of the roof now, the point of the rooftop, keeping his balance impressively as if he was walking on a flat surface, “Ah? Well.. if you say so.” Hisoka smirked and dropped her, his smile grew, his shoulders twitching as he watched how Y/n easily caught her balance once being dropped. Like an agile cat, she crouched down at first but then rose, pouting up at him. Hisoka only chuckled through a smile while he brought his hand up to stroke at her soft cheek. But, a mischievous grin spread across her face before she extended her little hands and pushed back on his chest— causing Hisoka to nearly topple over while she darted in the direction of Heaven’s Arena. After quickly catching his balance, Hisoka had his own wide grin while he chased after her. Both of them went at full speed.

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“I’ve got you now, Y/n-Chan.” Hisoka growled in her ear, putting her in a headlock from behind and bending her over the end of his large king sized bed. Y/n squeaked, her hands held Hisoka’s forearm; the muscles flexed beneath her fingers as his arm constricted tighter around her neck. “Wiggling your little ass away from me? Oh, what fun games you play, honey.” Hisoka chuckled and shuffled them both up so that they were on the bed completely; so he could lay flat on her body.

The large mass of his muscular frame pushed her little body into the mattress further, he grunted breathily into the back of her head. “H-Hisoka..” Y/n panted, the bulge that was pressed to her ass was hard and big, Hisoka’s cock that was ready to make contact with her fresh pussy.

Hisoka’s shoulders and back muscles twitched in arousal; hearing her moan his name like that with his body laid over top of hers. He kissed her temple with a sloppy noise, then slapped the side of her thigh.

After a bit of shuffling, Hisoka and Y/n managed to wiggle all of their clothes off, clothes that were still covered in grime and soot. Now they were under his large comforter; hand at her neck now with his forearm sandwiched between her breasts. His other hand guided her hip upwards and made her back arch while the tip of his cock started to slide into her wet pussy.

“Oh yes, Y/n baby..” Hisoka grunted and thrusted his hips inward, feeling her ass squish back on him as he pressed his cock deep inside of her. The red headed man’s thigh muscled twitched, arms and back tensing as she squeezed and bore down on his cock. Hisoka kissed her neck, sloppy, loud kisses that sent tingles down the back of Y/n’s neck, crawling down her spine.

“Mwah.. mwah..” Hisoka grumbled softly with every wet kiss, painting her pretty neck with his saliva. The scent of her girlish sweat filled his nostrils and it was like heaven, the sweet musk he loved when she was fresh off of her little adventures. Hisoka quickly held her in a headlock again once he got a steady rhythm, groaning and grunting at the pace; he loved feeling her ass jiggle against his pelvis each time he thrusted forward, that sweet, soft, plump ass he loved to tear into.

Hisoka’s knees dug into the bed, his thighs directly under hers as he kept her legs spread wide open under the blankets. “Huhh, uuh, oooh..” Hisoka growled in pleasure through his gritted teeth, his keen, golden eyes locked in on Y/n— he nudged her hair to the side with his nose so he could see her face, smushed into the pillow, tears bubbling in the corners of her eyes. Crying with pleasure on his cock.

Y/n’s eyes opened partially, giving him innocent bedroom eyes, her soft pants and breaths fanned against his face, their eyes locked together passionately and intimately.

The hand that was holding Y/n’s hip squeezed when he thrusted particularly harder. Two firm thrusts, he pulled his hips back far until only the first few inches were inside, then he slammed his pelvis back forward, getting it deep and hearing her ass slap loudly beneath the blankets. “H-Hahh!! Nnyuh~!” After getting two loud whimpers from Y/n, Hisoka smirked and went back to his rough rhythm, but speeding up his pace again.

Hisoka’s hand moved all over her body, pressing his fingers into her skin and feeling how soft this body of hers was. While his hips smacked back and forth, cock plunging in and out of her puffy, heat; swollen with pleasure. The jester’s large hand slipped under her and rubbed at her stomach, her soft underbelly. The tip of his large, veiny cock jabbed into her with every thrust and Hisoka could feel that pressure just a inch underneath her belly button.

Another set of wet kisses were planted on Y/n’s neck, “You make me feel like a man, Y/n.” He said in a passionate, gruff growl. The girl below him giggled and gave him a woozy smile, all while whimpering and drunk from pleasure.

Hisoka let out a small, boastful chuckle, “What? Laughing at me?” The low and husky tone he used with her, she felt the rumble in his chest when he spoke and it made her bite her lip, belly tightening and pussy fluttering around his thrusting cock. Hisoka tilted his head back and groaned before kissing her cheek, “Well, it’s true.” He whispered, “All these fucking sensations I get when you’re with me. God, you make me feel, baby.” He nipped at her jaw line.

Y/n yelped and trembled as she felt Hisoka’s nails dig into her hip, his thrusts getting faster as his pelvis pressed up against her hips so tightly. His long cock was so deep it was like she could feel every throbbing vein pulsing, “O-Oohh.. H-Hisoka..” Y/n held Hisoka’s wrist, squeezing her eyes shut and whimpering as she rode on her orgasm.

“Y/n baby, hold on a little longer my dear; I’ll fill you with my cum.” He panted in her ear, grunting like an animal as he rutted into her. Y/n’s pretty lips parted in a soft gape as the grip he had on her neck constricted. Hisoka bore his teeth and tilted his head up, hissing in pleasure in the air as he released his seed deep inside of her. His abdomen twitched and his cock pulsed beautifully, puffs of air escaped his lips as he came down from his high.

His strong muscles twitched and his spine shivered, the magician’s orgasm had his toes curling. He was squeezing Y/n’s hip so tight and firmly she was probably going to have a bruise for a while.

Slowly, after a while, Hisoka slacked the chokehold he had on Y/n. The both of them were panting, and Hisoka was rubbing her hip gently and tenderly, “Amazing.. magnificent, even.” he whispered, and chuckled breathily while still seeing stars, “You’re so beautiful Y/n.” He flopped over on his side, serving as the big spoon while his cock slid out of her.

Y/n stretched, arching her back and causing her shoulder blades to pop a little, “Mm.. fuck..” she grumbled. Hisoka still had her in that headlock, but it was soft, to where Y/n could use his bicep as a pillow. She buried her face into the crook of his arm, to which he chuckled and kissed behind her ear, “Its always so fun when I get you like this.” He whispered, “I favor you a lot, Y/n. I enjoy our time together.” She was blushing at his words, holding his strong forearm while she snuggled her back into his chest. Hisoka wasn’t the type for “I love you”s, but anybody could see the way his mood brightened when she would cross paths with him. The way anyone could have his attention if they just mentioned her name. And the look in his eyes when he stared at her from afar, or looked into her eyes.

Hisoka’s love for her was strange, but their odd romance always kept them interested. It’s his attraction that makes him stalk her on her escapades; to make sure that she was safe, and to help her if he felt as if he needed to step in. Hisoka’s attraction that got him into scenarios like this, curled up in bed with Y/n, sleeping together and sharing intimacy. The most private moment lovers could share.

While one hand was gently wrapped around her neck, the other was stroking the side of her hair, combing it through his strong fingers and getting all of those tangles out.

A few moments passed by and they had cleaned themselves up. Hisoka, bare faced with his ginger strands laying softly and freely against his head. Both of them clean and smelling of fresh body wash and shampoo. Y/n had tuckered out, asleep in Hisoka’s protective grasp. The skilled hunter always had trouble sleeping, it tortured him whenever he was left to stir in bed alone at night. However, having Y/n on his arm so close to his body served to be perfect for the man’s insomnia.

She gave him something to look at and admire, watching the moonlight paint her face through the balcony window, listening to her sweet sleepy breaths through her parted lips.

Hisoka closed his eyes, resting them while he pressed his face to the back of Y/n’s neck, and he held her tight, not even thinking of letting her go.

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softmafia · 2 years

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Late Night

Contains: fem y/n, oc insert, smut, porn without plot, making out, wetness

FINALLY a new smut fic from me, lol. I’m so obsessed with Hisoka right now, I’m sad that he’s not that popular bc I miss all the other fics people wrote for him, I mean they’re still there but they’re not that frequent anymore. :”(

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It was the crisp hour of 2 o’clock in the morning; usually any normal person would be asleep, however Hisoka was wide awake, sitting on his knees with Y/n laid on her back spread out for him, the bed squeaked as he thrusted; if the other occupants in the arena suites were to hear them, Hisoka didn’t care; it served as a reminder, Hisoka gets to fuck his nice girlfriend while the other floor masters get nothing. Y/n’s butt was on his lap, leaving her exposed pussy at the perfect angle for him to slide his cock into. He had taken her three times already, she was filled to the brim with cock and cum. After that third load, she thought he was finished— but he took hold of her hip and pulled her back.

“Oh come to papa.” He snickered through grit teeth, “I’m not finished with you yet.”

Y/n’s soft, plush legs bounced back with the force of Hisoka’s mad intimate rhythm, along with her breasts.

The broad-framed magician’s soft, ginger hair had stuck to his forehead with the sweat that was rolling down his fit body, one hand on his lower back with the other holding Y/n’s hip, keeping her in place while he thrusted his pelvis back and forth. Hisoka grunted and groaned softly in pleasure; his hand moved up and down her waist, rubbing over her belly and feeling the slide punch deep within her every time he thrusted inward.

“Y/n, baby..” Hisoka groaned, looking down at her with narrowed eyes; eyes filled with passion and love.

It was a look he always bestowed upon her, in a moment of intimacy or not; Y/n was the apple of Hisoka’s eye, anyone could tell when she entered a room the man would light up, instantly striking up conversation with her and looking at her with that love struck adoration.

“Mmf! Hheeh.. u-uuhhff..” Y/n whimpered and moaned, her back arched while she turned over on her side; his cock twisted within her but Hisoka found a way to adjust himself. The man lurched forward, both of his large hands on either side of Y/n now, one of them holding hers. “After the day I’ve had baby, you’re just what a man needs.” Hisoka snickered through his grunts. Y/n looked up at him with a small pout, her cheeks were a bright pink and her eyes were glossed over.

After three rounds of non stop sex, Hisoka’s loads of cum began to spill out of Y/n’s full pussy, the wet squelches and noises were loud and made Y/n’s spin shudder with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. Their laps were soaked in both of their own messes, they were both tired and about ready to collapse; but Hisoka just kept going, chasing the release that always brought him satisfaction.

Oh this body.. he groaned, “H-hhahhhh..” he growled low in his throat, bringing one hand to slide down her back until he cupped her ass, feeling it bounce while he plowed her into his shared mattress. Y/n, such a sweet girl.. and a beautiful, soft body. He growled and smacked his pelvis against hers even faster, his hand squeezed her waist now. “You’re such a good girl.” Hisoka growled at her before rolling her over back on her back; he liked her better that way, it was hard for her to avert his gaze when she was like this.

And Y/n looked so submissive, so small under his large, muscled body. Sometimes if the room was dim enough, he would cast a shadow over her. That amused him.

The small thin vein going down the middle of his v line that curved down and coiled around his cock twitched slightly, his “happy trail” as Y/n referred to it. He remembers how he would always shiver in pleasure when she would gently drag her finger over it, then down to his clothed crotch sheathed by his boner, poking at the mound his cock made within it. Squeezing his bulge in her hand, giggling, “Squishy” before swiping a strand of her hair behind her ear and lowering her face to give it a soft kiss.

Y/n always lit a fire in the man’s loins.

“A good girl like you deserves all of my cum.” He licked his lips and leaned down, their lips molding together wetly. Hers were already coated with their mixed saliva. His slimy tongue entered her mouth and they slid together like snakes mating. His tongue filled her mouth out good just like his cock filled out her pussy.

Hisoka’s hips staggered and he plowed into her faster, the bed creaked and squeaked— if it broke then he could easily get Y/n to fix it without the embarrassment of hiring somebody else. “H-Hisoka.. H-Hiso.. mmm,” he could feel the heat from Y/n’s pussy, hot passion; she was close “Let go for me, babe. I’ll give you more cum.” He whispered into her, they panted on each other’s lips, their eyelashes fluttered against each other.

Grunts, groans and whimpers filled the room; along with wet slaps made from their intimacy. Hisoka finally came for the last time of the night, his sticky cum flooded her walls and mixed in with his previous loads. They were a panting mess, their bodies clung to each other as he stayed connected to her. Hisoka lifted her chin up with a finger to connect their lips for another wet kiss, where smooth lips rubbed against each other, their tongues lapped at each other.

“Uughh.. fuck..” Y/n whimpered and sat up on her elbows, looking down at Hisoka’s cock still buried between her legs, “Is.. s-so sore..” she mumbled and wiggled her hips away so that she could push his cock out. Hisoka held the side of her thigh while his other hand held behind her head, “Oh? Perhaps I went a bit too rough.” He chuckled softly and kissed her forehead.

“No shit.” Y/n mumbled before Hisoka gave her another kiss on the lips.

“Come on my pouty princess, let’s get you cleaned up.”

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softmafia · 2 years

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Fond of You

Contains: fem y/n, oc insert, established relationship, smut, grinding, making out, mild spanking, soft love making

I’m sorry I’ve left all of you starved for the past month :”( a lot has been going on in my life and I just hadn’t had the time to sit down and write😭I hope this makes up for it, though!

A cold breeze tickled Y/n’s exposed stomach, giving her goosebumps along her arms. A tinge of anxiety welled in the back of her mind as she hesitantly peeked over a corner only to find yet another hallway. Endless turns and dead ends— it’s as if she was in a maze.

“Getting lost?” A man’s low voice echoed behind her, followed by a fluttery deep chuckle rumbling in the man’s chest.

Y/n slowly turned around and looked at the man after hearing the soft clunks of his shoes on the concrete ground, walking towards her with a confident, slacked stride, “Wh-.. What are you doing here Hisoka?” Her eyes batted curiously; which seemed to make the large man’s smile curl upwards more than it already was. “Well, I just happened to be in a middle of a job at that nightclub across the street.”

He stepped closer until he was right in front of her, one hand on his hip with the other at his chin, “And I just so happened to see a little nymph float into this.. dingy place. What are you doing in this building? It’s been abandoned for years, it’s no place for a lady.” He cooed and added a false pout.

Looking up at him, it was as if his mere presence was giving her more chills than the breeze was. But Y/n still looked up at him with doe eyes, both of them enamored by each other’s features and small mannerisms.

“I was supposed to.. meet someone here.” She lifted her arms slightly only to bring them down to her sides again, like a mini shrug. However when she looked back up at his face, he was still smirking; but she noticed something in his eyes, something rare for the magician. It was.. concern, worry. Y/n squinted at him, “What?”

“That doctor you’ve been chasing after, I presume.” Hisoka leaned into her, bending over to reach her level to press his lips into the side of her head, “Her ability creates horrors beyond your comprehension. She takes corpses and turns them into monsters to do her bidding. You’ll die if you continue to pursue her, either from madness or mutilation.” He stayed close to her, their faces flush against each other in a very intimate silence before he leaned back up, looking down at her.

The jester’s palm grazed Y/n’s shoulder only for a moment before it was back at his hip again. Y/n had to stop and think for a moment as she soaked in Hisoka’s words.

“Why are you telling me this?”

Hisoka’s smile faded slightly as his arms slowly laid down at his sides, there was that somber look in his eyes again as he stood in thought for a moment. Y/n fixated on the way the bands around his tricep squeezed his at muscles, “I’m very fond of you, Y/n.” He smiled softly again for a moment, “Do you think I don’t get curious about your life? The people you’re so bent on destroying, my dear. That determination. It’ll get you hurt.”

He steps around her, circling her like a wild animal circles prey. Y/n can feel his keen eyes on her body, his eyes narrowing as he pauses for a moment behind her. Hisoka’s thin lips were curled in a smirk as his eyes traveled up and down her backside, then he leaned in from behind; his cheek pressed against hers, “But.. Perhaps that’s what you crave, danger? Am I right? Oh I know what it feels like, I used to crave it myself..” Y/n feels a large hand at the curve of her neck, his fingers softly pressed into her skin, “I can give you that thrill, my dear. All with the needed protection, we’ll have fun together, baby.”

Y/n’s eyebrows twitched, she frowned as her irises glued themselves to the ground, “I can protect myself.” She affirmed, a small growl to her tone which earned a giggle from the magician. Hisoka stands up straight again and curls a finger over his lip to conceal a closed mouth chuckle; that look in her eyes, so determined. It’s what he loved to see, “Oh, such naive certainty.” His hand moved down to her shoulder as he stood at her side, “Very well then, I have faith in your strength; Oh, but come by mine after you’ve finished, my dear.” Head tilted upward at the ceiling, he turned and looked forward before walking, leaving from the entrance he came from.

It left Y/n with a bright hue of pink dusting her cheeks, his touch made her skin heat up with a weird feeling in her chest. She blinked in his empty direction, before slowly turning around and continuing her venture.

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“The balcony is your favorite entrance, is it?” Hisoka chuckled as he turned, dropping the towel he was using to dry his hair and letting it fall to the floor. Y/n chuckled and gave a soft shrug, “Easiest way in without the long fucking elevator ride.”

Hisoka let out a laugh as he pushed his bangs out of his face, they looked soft after drying; the pink hair dye he used was beginning to fade, shifting back the soft ginger hue that she loved to run her fingers through. “So.. why did you want me to come?”

The man looked at her for a moment, before walking to his bedside. He was only wearing boxers, but it was nothing Y/n hadn’t seen before. “I just thought you should have a nice bed to sleep in after your fight.” He smiled at her, though his gaze lingered on her a bit too long while she started to strip, leaving her dirty clothes on his floor.

“Thanks, my legs are killing me..” she grumbled and crawled over on his bed, then sat up to look at him. “I can tell,” Hisoka smirked and laid down flat on his back, arms rested behind his head. Y/n took the initiative and rolled over on top of him, smiling down at him before capturing his lips in hers. “Mm!” Hisoka mumbled quietly with excitement, a hand coming down to hold Y/n’s hip, “Oh dear, I do love these moments we share, just the two of us. It’s so intimate..” he mumbled into her lips.

Y/n pulled away from the kiss to sit up, straddling his hips while she shuffled her underwear off herself. Hisoka licked his lips and held a seductive, narrow darkness in his eyes, he holds onto the feminine flesh of her waist as she finishes sliding her panties off of her ankles and tossing those on the floor as well, “Such a sweet thing.” Hisoka smirks, letting a finger travel down her naval, until he slipped it between her legs, flipping his wrist and rubbing her plump lips, wet with her own mess, “Mm..” the aroma always enchanted him, he brought his fingers up to his lips and licked them clean.

The hem of Hisoka’s boxers was down below his pelvis, his cock bounced upwards and rubbed against Y/n’s clit. She leaned back down, her chest against his as he reached below and held the base of his cock. “I’m not even in, but yet you’re already shaking?” Hisoka teased and looked down at Y/n, his lips grinning against her forehead. One muscled arm wrapped around his lover and kept her flush close to him, he let out a low groan when he rammed his cock deep into her wet hole.

“Uhn~!” Y/n gasped and gripped Hisoka’s shoulders, hips trembling and her breathing picking up pace. “Mmm.. Y/n..” Hisoka hissed under his breath, cock throbbing with ecstasy as her walls hugged him and welcomed his shaft inside of her once more.

Y/n raised her head and hovered it over Hisoka’s again, their lips connected like a puzzle piece. The feeling of Hisoka’s slimy tongue wrapping around her own was so addicting, even when they were connected she could still feel him, taste him; it was a sensation she craved. In public or on jobs it wasn’t considered “professional” to slurp your partner’s face out in the open, but whenever Hisoka shared eye contact with Y/n, it reminded both of them of their heated, intimate moments. Moments that nobody else but them knew about; Y/n can feel his hands on her body, squeezing and grasping. While Hisoka feels her nibble at his bottom lip, whispers of her soft moans echo through his memory.

Their tongues lapped at each other, Y/n whimpered as she rolled her hips on him, grinding up and down— back and forth, clenching, bearing down and hitting all of the right spots. That explosive, swollen feeling in her pussy made her wet, she could feel Hisoka’s pre-cum spill into her, rolling down the base of his long shaft if a drop of it slipped out of her.

“H-Hiso..” Y/n breathed into his mouth, his arm squeezed tighter around her and beckoned her to grind faster, emitting soft wet noises from their friction. “Y/n, my pretty.” Hisoka grunted breathily, his other hand slid down her body and grabbed a handful of her ass, molding his fingers into the fat of it and letting out a gruff sigh of pleasure. He let go, watching it jiggle before flicking his hand, slapping it gently and milking a soft squeak from Y/n.

Hisoka did the small motion over and over, squeezing and rubbing Y/n pert butt while she ground her pussy on his cock. “Ahh, look at you just taking it.” Hisoka chuckled and kissed Y/n’s cheek, then squeezing her ass again, “A good slut, you are..”

“Nnnh..! S-shut up..” Y/n panted into Hisoka’s shoulder. Both of his hands held Y/n’s ass, palms gripping into her as he began to move her hips. He created his own rhythm, bouncing her up and down to where a quiet *slap* could be heard each time he brought her down. “Uhh.. Ohh Y/n..” Hisoka tilted his head back and groaned. He felt nibbling at his neck, Y/n’s soft lips on his skin, teeth pulling and sucking on him to create lovely dark marks he could admire the next morning. He chuckled in the heat of the lust before he broke out into a low groan.

“I’m yours, Y/n.” Hisoka grunted through his teeth, rubbing up and down her back while she moved her hips for him on her own. “S-same..” was all she could reply with through her small whimpers and whines of pleasure. Hisoka chuckled in response, her simplicity amused him; oh how adorable you are, Y/n..

The bed creaked underneath them, squeaking which could probably be heard from the other suites neighboring Hisoka’s. He didn’t care, really. If the neighbors really did make a fuss about it the next day, he can send Y/n to deal with that shit for him.

“Cum in me..” Y/n batted her eyes at Hisoka, holding the sides of his perfectly sculpted face, pale skin coated with a thin sheen of sweat. Hisoka screwed his eyes shut and grunted, baring his teeth as Y/n slammed her hips down on him now, they were both getting close. “Rrgh.. Y/n.” Hisoka held her waist. Y/n trembled as she came, her clit throbbing, hole clenching as she released.

Her pants were rhythmic with Hisoka’s hard thrusts, chasing his own orgasm while she was riding out her’s. “You want my cum? Yeah?” Hisoka grinned and slapped his hands firmly onto her hips, squeezing them tightly and keeping her flat down on him while he emptied his sperm into her. Creamy white shoots of cum shot out into her, filling her walls full and even spilling out from her entrance. “Uughh~!!” Y/n buried her face in Hisoka’s neck, body shivering, her pussy was bloated with cum and cock, “Oh fuck..”

Hisoka’s hands rested on her back, they both panted heavily and caught their breaths together. Another memory created for them to reminisce about when they looked into each other’s eyes, when they accidentally graze shoulders while passing by each other— another memory for Hisoka to hold on to.

The next morning, Y/n is fresh from the shower; hair still wet while she’s wearing one of Hisoka’s baby blue hoodies. It was like a dress on her body.

Y/n was sat with her legs criss crossed by Hisoka’s windowsill, admiring one of his bonsai trees cut to be shaped like a heart. Her finger gently dragged over the small leaves, she looked out of the window through the outline of it.

Hisoka was down in the lobby getting breakfast and some snacks for them to share.

For the rest of the morning they sat on the couch, sharing onigiri and eating from each other’s boxes.

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softmafia · 2 years

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Damn, I really need to get back into the swing of writing fanfics.

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Hi sweetpea ;-; I was wondering if you would write hisoka with a body worship kink and fem reader?

If not pls ignore this and have a wonderful day 💖 I always look forward to seeing your new work.

Hello sweetheart, of course i can write that! 🖤

༄ Body worship

Characters: Hisoka

Reader: female

❖WARNINGS: Sub!Reader (receiving body worship), petnames, unprotected sex, oral (f! receiving), fingering, praises

♢ Hisoka oh man, you're in for something

♢ He for sure is big on the more “extreme” kinks but if you mean something to him you also get to experience his soft side

♢ which means a lot of praising and body worship

♢ Don’t get me wrong, He LIVES for it when you worship his body because He has the body of a god

♢ But it was kind of new to you, to hear such things falling from his lips

♢ He would take quite some time to get you undressed, shedding one piece of clothing after another in a teasing way

♢ Once all the fabric is off your body He would lay you down on the bed as if you could break, his delicate little flower

♢ kisses everywhere… He makes sure to kiss every inch of skin so gently

♢ “so beautiful”

♢ “My love, your body is the one of a goddess”

♢ sweet nothing whispered into your ear with a raspy voice, hands exploring everything they can reach

♢ Your chest gets extra much attention, sucking on the skin, but not hard enough to form a mark

♢ only if your nipples are hard and you look ready for more He would kiss down your stomach to your thighs, making sure to go on with his loving kisses

♢ kitten licks on your clit before He mumbles about how good you are to him, how He adores you

♢ When He has your thighs trembling from his tongue alone He will also push his fingers Into your core, not teasing you for once

♢ His main focus is on you and your pleasure

♢ “Just like that bunny, let go for me”

♢ If you want more, he's more than content to make love to you as well

♢ yes, you heard it right - He will make love, not just fuck

♢ slow, deep strokes that reach all the right spots and have you clench around him in no time

♢ hands either running down your sides or locking with yours as He kisses your neck so delicately

♢ He gets off from how good you feel around him and the way a cute smile adores your features with every compliment and every praise

♢ He would like to take a bath with you after, washing your gorgeous body

♢ If you haven't known before, Hisoka adores everything that you are, inside and out and He will show it in every way He knows

Taglist: @jodisz @nalyana @sweetbbyshion @lanny-elli @barbiekatz @stygianoir

Networks: @tokyometronetwork @tokyo-ballroom

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will you continue your high school fic?

Yeah I will, but for the moment it’s on a mini hiatus since I’m pretty busy. Plus, writers block.

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softmafia · 2 years

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Not sure how I feel about this fic but I liked the concept. Still have writers block tho😞😞

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softmafia · 2 years

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Does anybody know a good start to a fic?? I have a plot in mind but I just don’t know how to start it off uughhhh😖😖

#writers block

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softmafia · 2 years

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Hello everybody!!!!! I’m glad to announce that @benkeibear has just made a server for HXH roleplay!!! Which is 100% oc friendly!!!! :D

Come and check it out! Invite your friends/moots that are also interested in hxh rp! :)

(Apparently the invite expires in 7 days so join while you can😭)

#hxh roleplay #hunter x hunter #hunter x hunter oc #discord servers

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softmafia · 2 years

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Today it’s all about “repost about this problematic person and if you don’t then you’re a bad person.”

Back then it was “forward this message to 20 people or a ghost will come out of your toilet.”

#internet culture

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softmafia · 2 years

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I’ve been seeing this happen to me too😭at first I thought it was a glitch, that or I’m just getting deja vu or something lol.

There's a few people who unfollow me just to follow me again right after every few days.... I'm not sure what you're trying to do?

I do see you, i do know you exist, i see you interact with me often so please do not unfollow/follow me right again after all the time 🥲

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softmafia · 2 years

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Ummmm hisoka×trans man y/n? 😳😳😳

🙏🙏🙏🙏

Contains: trans male y/n, soft Hisoka, mundane Hisoka, possibly ooc

You ask and you shall receive!! :D sorry this was so late ;-; I have to check my inbox on this blog more often lol. Especially since the shadowban got lifted😭

!!!!!TRANSPHOBES DNI!!!!!

Hisoka is actually a very open minded individual. When you came out to him he happily accepted you as you were, calling you his “handsome little man”, “cute little boy”

He actually won’t treat you any different, to be honest. Hisoka loves you for who you truly are, he’ll do anything to make you feel as comfortable as possible.

If you need binders or testosterone, he’ll do anything to help you get it!

Again, I really don’t see him treating you any differently! Which is why this is so short :”) I feel like he’s a very supportive guy, and just because you’re trans doesn’t make you any less of his boyfriend lol! Trans men are men! :D

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softmafia · 2 years

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Date Night!

Contains: soft Hisoka, mundane Hisoka, possibly ooc, short post

Howdy!! If you don’t already know, I have an AO3 page(softmafia_not_so_soft) I have some works up there including Hisoka x Oc, so if you want to check that out, I’d appreciate it!! This is kind of short, but I thought the idea was cute!

Hisoka would actually go out with you frequently, he dresses nice for the occasion as well(tight button ups, sweaters, and fitting black/dark blue jeans paired with dress shoes).

His perfect date weather is a nice sunny day, not too hot but not too cold either. “It’s a lovely day outside, my dear, we should take advantage of it and go somewhere.” He’d smile at you, his large hand holding your chin, “Better than laying in bed, rolling in each other’s filth.” A playful chuckle escapes his lips as he jokes.

A gentleman. Hisoka is the kind of man to hold doors open for you, pull out chairs for you, and he’ll even say your order for you if you’re really anxious about that(like me). Just tell him what you want off the menu and he’ll tell the waiter/waitress.

Being a protective man, he’ll hold your waist firmly when you’re walking down the street together. If Hisoka sees another guy, he’ll pull you closer to himself, holding your arm with his other hand so you’re sure to stick by his side.

At night, if the street is just the right kind of empty— he’d dance with you in the moonlight, picking you up by the waist and spinning you around, the definition of romance.

Hisoka will make sure that his hair is properly groomed and slicked back, he’ll wear his best cologne and possibly a few rings just to impress you with how much money he spends. That’s the thing; he loves impressing you, usually he loves to catch your attention with his skills on the battle field, or his expertise in nen. But while you’re out together, he’ll impress you by flaunting his money. You see a necklace in a window of a shop? He’ll buy it, it’s yours. You see a nice piece of clothing? Yours now. It’s an excuse to spoil you, as well.

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softmafia · 2 years

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Hisoka and Crow’s(oc) hypothetical children.

Ai(left) Haru(Right, on bottom without mask)

#hunter x hunter oc #hxh oc #hisoka x oc #oc x canon

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softmafia · 2 years

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Whoopsies

Contains: fem y/n, oc insert, smut, nsfw, Hisoka’s overwhelming lust for women(me venting out my sapphisism through the clown man)

Inspired by a real life event that happened to me :”) always read reviews before buying something online, folks. Anyways, I FINALLY got this blog back, UGH. Let’s hope this doesn’t happen again😒

◢◤◢◤◢◤𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓 ◢◤◢◤ ◢◤

“What the fuck?!” Y/n shouted from the bedroom. Hisoka raised his brow, setting down his glass of bourbon as he looked in the direction of where her yelling was coming from.

The magician usually didn’t drink hard liquor, but he was kind of feeling himself tonight. He felt like he deserved a drink.

His girlfriend came storming out, holding up the new skirt she had bought, “Why the fuck is there a hole cut out right here?!”

Both of Hisoka’s eyebrows raised as she showed him the piece of clothing, revealing a (conveniently placed) hole cut out in the built in shorts to her new black skirt. Cut out right at the crotch. “Oh my,” Hisoka lifted a hand to his chest, “Now that is a cute little skirt.” He chuckled. “Yeah but there’s a fucking hole, dumbass!! I don’t wanna run around wearing this with my pussy out and shit.” She frowned and looked at the skirt, tilting her hip to the side.

“Have you tried it yet?”

Y/n blinked at him, then looked back down at the skirt, “No.”

“Hmm, how about you go and try it on for me, see how you like it?” He smirked at her, he used that voice— low and sensual.

Y/n pressed her lips together and furrowed her brows, she wanted to keep some of her pride but; Hisoka was just too damn smooth, “Alright fine.” Hisoka giggled as she walked back off into the bedroom. He stood up and followed after her shortly, leaning against the doorframe as he watched her squeeze into that skimpy little skirt, her pert buttocks squeezed into them, a short breath escaped his lips as he didn’t miss the subtle jiggle to her thighs when she struggled to pull the hem over her full hips.

As she was buttoning it up, she looked over at him behind her shoulder, “S-Stop watching me..” she grumbled.

“Hm? But why? Your body is nothing I haven’t seen before, my little coquette.” He walked over to her, putting his hands over hers and finished buttoning her skirt for her. A quiet, pleasured exhale escaped the man’s nostrils, breathing into her hair.

Shuddering, Y/n crossed her arms and raised her shoulders, feeling the blush growing on her cheeks.

“Lay down for me, princess.♡” Hisoka whispered, whilst already guiding her down onto the foot of the bed.

Y/n laid on her side, while Hisoka grabbed her ankle and lifted it into the air, her little pussy was squeezing out of that cut-out hole. “Ohh~ I didn’t know they made clothes this scandalous.” He chuckled, licking his index and middle before rubbing it up and down her exposed clit, “Shivering already, huh?” He teased her, which earned him a cute little glare.

“Your fingers are big..” Y/n grumbled and hooked a hand under her thigh, keeping her legs open for Hisoka as he started to undo his trousers.

“I actually think they’re quite normal sized.. you’re just small, mon petit chou.♡” He grinned, holding the length of his cock as he shuffled closer between Y/n’s heat, he felt her breath pick up pace when he brushed his tip over her cunt. “Hhuuhh..” Y/n whimpered, her fist squeezed a handful of the blanket, she turned her face away and screwed her eyes shut.

Hisoka held her calf, wrapping her leg around his torso as he started to push his girth inside of her pussy, “Look at me, little Y/n.” He whispered, voice husky as he began to thrust. Y/n was trembling, but still turned her head to look up at him, his fox eyes narrowed down at her dominantly, smooth lips parted, he let out quiet pants rhythmic to his thrusts. The jester leaned down and nuzzled his nose against hers, his hand slipped under her skirt, under those built in shorts to press the tips of his fingers into her soft ass as he rutted into her.

They looked into each other’s eyes, Y/n whimpered with his groans and her velvety walls squeezed around his thick cock, “Oh Y/n, you’re cute.♡” he growled, throbbing desperately inside of her, urging him to keep thrusting and thrusting. “Hiso..” Y/n whimpered, biting her bottom lip; making Hisoka’s mind go hazy.

In the past he found himself frustrated over Y/n’s presence. Whenever she would kick him in the side with her dirty boot, muddying his good clothes. Or when she’d ruffle and ruin his perfectly groomed hair— he should’ve been annoyed, if she was anybody else he would’ve killed her. But Hisoka had tastes he couldn’t deny, Y/n’s girlish nature, the pristine sway of her hips that contrasted with her jerky— jittery movements. Hisoka couldn’t help but fixate on Y/n, keep her around, and then let her lure him into bed over and over again.

“Oh belle fleur..” he grunted under his breath, his rough hands squeezed her soft thighs, his thick fingers sunk into the plush of her skin. His one weakness, a woman. To him, they were all so soft, all such rare beauties he just wanted to catch and keep all for himself, to adorn with passion, gifts jewelry and praise; wanting to find the right one for himself to pluck. Now he had one in his grasp but it appears she had turned him into more of a monster than he already was.

Her delicate fingers rake through his soft ginger hair and send shivers down his spine, he bore his teeth and pressed his nose into her scalp, groaning and grunting like a dog.

“Uuf..~ H-Hisoka..” Y/n’s voice drove him crazy, soft moans paired with how she said his name— putting him in a trance and making him descend deeper into his pursuit of pleasure. Hisoka’s hands move up her body, his fingertips always sink into her plush skin, every inch of her was so soft.. smooth, delicate and ticklish. It amazed him how well she contrasted to his rougher skin, muscled and callused from his battles. Although she had her own scars herself, which would give Hisoka a bumpy texture every time he moved his fingers over one, Y/n still managed to stay so soft.. he wanted to preserve that.

“Yes.. Say my fucking name you little minx.” Hisoka growled through his gritted teeth, behind his clenched jaw as he’s squeezing a handful of her hair. Y/n’s eyes shoot open as she gasps, looking into Hisoka’s eyes; mad with lust. “Little seductress.. kitten..” he grumbled, saying anything that came to his mind at that point— his body was tense as his hips stammered; his cock felt so sensitive inside of her now. He was close.

He leaned his head back before looking back down at her, using his other hand as a balance on the bed, gripping the sheets as he held himself up, “I’m ready, my sweet lamb.” He breathed out. Y/n nodded and held onto Hisoka’s forearm, ready to feel his thick, warm cum fill her needy, swollen cunt. “I bought a cute little silk nightgown for you.” Hisoka grunted out, hips still stammering as he chased his own released, “I expect you to wear it around the house from now on.. ugh, won’t you do that for me, little Y/n?♡”

“Y-You’ll just make it messyyy..” Y/n whimpered, her voice shaky, doe eyes watery.

Hisoka threw his head back and growled into the air, a primal sensation rumbled in his abdomen as his hot, sticky release finally came to him, spilling out and filling his girlfriend to the brim, “Haaahh.. that’s why I have a fucking laundry machine, my little feather.” He hissed out, then yanked Y/n’s head upwards into his so he could give her a rough, passionate kiss. He rocked his lips slowly, churning his seed inside of Y/n’s little pussy while they both came down from their highs.

Much like a rag doll, Y/n flopped over on her back after he released her from his grip. She panted hard into the air, chest rising and falling, “Jesus.. mmm.. get out my ass is sore!” She whined and tried to shuffle away. Hisoka chuckled, letting Y/n slide off of his cock, watching as her sticky cunt leaked with his seed, millions of his children that neither of them would want to raise, “Oh? Too much for you, now?” He teased, his accent heavy while he caught his breath, hands on his hips while his dripping cock hung.

“Yeah!” Y/n heaved, then pressed her thighs together and began to squirm, “I can still feel you inside of meee.. ugh it’s weird!” She unbuttoned her soiled skirt and wiggled it off of her hips, then tossed it off of the bed. Hisoka flopped down beside of her, hands behind his head as he looked up at the ceiling.

There was a mischievous fox-like glimmer in his eye, “Ahhh. I guess you could say I’ve carved you out, huh?♡”

. . . . .

Later that evening, while Hisoka was reading one of his novels on the balcony of his Heaven’s Arena suite, the soft patter of Y/n’s bare feet on the hard floor caught his attention.

Her hair was blowing through the wind with the curtains as she looked at him with shy doe eyes behind her soft bangs. The silk, almost see-through, white nightgown Hisoka had bought for her a few months ago.. she was finally wearing it. Hisoka smiled and held his arms out, signaling for her to sit in his lap. As he imagined, it hugged her body beautifully, complementing her curves and her hips when she walked.

She sat on his lap, thighs straddling one of his own as he rubbed up and down her legs. Hisoka’s thick fingers occasionally squeezed in the crevice of where her under thigh met her calf, soft skin squishing together. It made his spine tingle beautifully.

Y/n was sat on his lap, a gorgeous girl dressed in silk, Hisoka was living the dream that most men would give up both of their arms for— he couldn’t be anymore happier.

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