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hisokakissmeplz · 10 months

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Hisoka x insecure reader

Someone asked for this but I cannot find it anywhere sorry

Not proofread (when are they ever?)

Hisoka knew how insecure you were. He knew how flustered you would get and he knew how your hands would shake and your palms would get sweaty and how your heart would beat faster.

Yet here you were, about to try on the outfit he had just gotten you. He insisted you try it on immediately and took a seat on the edge of the bed as you walked off to the bathroom to change.

Holding up the skimpy lingerie he had picked out you could feel your heartbeat pick up. You and Hisoka has been intimate countless times before but this was different. It's was still kinda light out and he was out there waiting to see you.

You swallowed down your nerves and begin to slip on the light material. The cool air tickled your bare skin and made you shiver even more as you nervously reach for the door handle and twisted it.

Stepping out slowly till you were right in front of him you shut your eyes tightly and held your breath, waiting for his reply.

Nothing came. Which made you even more nervous until you felt his arms wrap around you and pull you into a hug from behind.

Hisoka arms held you tightly as he leaned into your ear and whispered.

"You look even better than I'd imagined, love."

His words did help calm you a little bit, but you were still embarrassed by the thin material wrapped around your body.

He kissed down your neck to your shoulders, whispering sweet nothings against your skin and then back up till he reached your face.

"Please Darling, let me have you?"

His voice rang sultry through your ears and sent shivers through your spine. He kissed at your jaw and bit softly.

You nodded gently and leaned into his touch. He spun you around to face him before kissing you passionately and and shoving you gently onto the bed.

He trailed soft kisses down your body slowly. Taking his time with each one, being sure to leave big purple and reddish marks all down your body.

"So beautiful, baby."

His breath fanned across your navel and you shivered again. Pushing him up slightly to stand as an idea popped into your head.

He watched you with close eyes as he lifted up to give you space, his hands still tracing your sides.

Hisoka watch with an excited glint as you slowly slithered onto your knees in front of him.

He leaned down, planting a soft kiss across your lips before standing back up straight and letting his hands trace down to his pants.

He undid them slowly, purposely slow.

"Hiso, you're teasing me."

He smirked down at you and his hands seem to slow even more.

"Oh am I~?"

He finally undid his pants and slipped a hand into your hair.

"Didn't realize you were so eager."

He grabbed your hair, tugging gently as his nails scratched your scalp lightly. His other hand pulled down his boxers letting his dick spring out.

You took it with both hands and began to work, slowly licking and kissing all the sensitive spots you had memorized. You pulled back before kissing the tip and he groaned in pleasure.

"And yet I'm the tease?"

His voice was softer now. You looked up and nodded, a soft smile on your face as you did so.

You went back to work on his dick, taking it into your mouth slowly and pulling back again. Starting to bob your head as he moaned out.

His moans and praises always reassured you. He was loud and you knew the neighbors could hear, of course Hisoka didn't care though. He was proud of you and the fact that you were making him feel so good. Having such a handsome man being so proud of you as a partner was an ego boast to say the least.

You rolled your tongue over a sensitive vein and he practically roared. You would've smiled at the sound if you lips weren't already busy wrapped around his fat cock.

He tugged at your hair, encouraging you to keep going as he almost whinned out his begs and praises.

'you're so good. fuck you're so good with your mouth. God, I could fuck your tight little mouth all day, please baby keep going. I'm almost there, please love.'

Finally he finished down your throat and whimpered softly as you swallowed around his sensitive dick.

You wouldn't have to feel insecure for long around Hisoka.

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ladybisky88 · 8 months

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Any song is hisoillu if you try hard enough!🃏📍😁

Alternatively: Hisoka after hisoilluweek day 3 (desire/duty)

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tinfairies · 6 months

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hxh adult trio eating 🐱 headcanons ? this is my first time ever requesting something and i love ur work sm 😁🫶🏽

Adult Trio Eating Pussy Headcanons

Illumi, Hisoka, and Chrollo x AFAB!Reader

Illumi Zoldyck

He approaches oral like how he approaches an assassination.

Assess the area, find a weak point, attack.

Loves spreading you open and watching your tight cunt clench around nothing.

He knows exactly what's gonna make you writhe and moan and squeal for him. Illumi also knows what's gonna get you to beg him for more.

He loves to be a tease, mainly because it gives him more time to taste you and breathe in your scent.

Tug on his hair. Do it. He'll go insane and suck your clit until you're squirting in his mouth.

Hisoka Morow

Such a damn tease. He wants you to beg for his tongue.

Loves the smell of your cunt, and will tell you. He revels in the way you get all embarrassed when he says how good you smell.

Laps at you like kitten drinking milk. Edges you until your legs are trembling, then completely overstimulates you by sucking at your clit and shoving his tongue inside you.

Hisoka will give you orgasm after orgasm, devouring every drop of cum you give him.

He expects to be rewarded for his kindness and will either fuck your twitching cunt or make you take his cock down your throat.

Chrollo Lucilfer

Despite his put together demeanor, this man eats pussy like he's starving.

He's so messy, but manages to lick and suck at every sensitive spot.

Chrollo would happily spend hours with his head between your legs, mapping out every inch of your cunt with his tongue.

He wants to make sure you're thoroughly satisfied.

He'll crawl up from between your legs to kiss you, cum and spit smeared across his cheeks.

It's definitely a delicious sight, seeing a man that's always so pristine, covered in slick with a blush across his cheeks.

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lovelybunnyxx · 2 months

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The Joker and the Assassin ― Illumi Zoldyck & Hisoka Morow

TW: Tonpa being Tonpa. Vague description of arms being turned into flower petals.

A/N: A few people said they were interested in the concept, so here's the first chapter! I usually try to keep your personality pretty vague in my writings, but I had to give you a little bit of a distinct personality in this one. I hope you don't mind!

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The exam site for the 287th Hunter's Exam is much...simpler than you had expected it to be.

It's no secret how dangerous the Hunter's Exam is. Most people don't even manage to make it to the exam site, and those who do often don't make it out. So admittedly, when imagining what the exam site would look like, you had expected it to be lavish. But the bare room you just entered is the opposite of extravagant, with nothing but concrete floors and walls. It just reminds you of the shitty apartment you left behind in Yorknew City. But then again, you suppose that's the point.

"Here's your badge; make sure you don't lose it. You're examinee #332," a feminine voice forces you out of your thoughts. The woman standing behind a large desk at the entrance holds out a badge for you to grab, making you blink in surprise before nodding and taking it from her.

"Oh, okay..thank you," you say with a polite smile. The woman simply nods, focusing her attention on the next examinee checking in. You glance around, and you can't help but think that everyone else looks so..intimidating. It makes you feel out of place, but you force the feeling down, reminding yourself that you also proved that you were worthy of taking the Hunter's Exam. You grip the straps of your backpack harder and walk further into the room, finding a place to stand where nobody else is.

“Excuse me. You’re new here, right?” a man asks, approaching you with a smile. You glance at the badge on his shirt, seeing that it says 16. You nod, making his smile widen even more. "I thought so! It’s my 35th attempt, so I’ve gotten pretty good at remembering past participants,” the man explains.

You raise an eyebrow in surprise. That's...a lot. "You've failed that many times? You must be pretty determined to get your license."

“Yeah, sure am! If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. You could say that I’m an exam expert. I’m Tonpa, by the way.” The man says with a smile, extending his hand. You nod, introducing yourself and shaking his hand with a polite smile. "You know, it'll probably be a while until the exam starts. How about a juice to hold you over?” Tonpa offers, digging out a can from his bag and holding it out to you.

"Yeah, sure. Thanks," you say, taking the can with a friendly smile. Tonpa just grins, waving off your words.

"Oh, no problem at all. Just helping a newbie out," he chuckles, waving at you and walking over to a new group of people who just arrived. "Good luck with the exam."

You open the can and are about to take a drink when a monotone voice speaks from behind you. "You shouldn't drink that." You look behind you, coming face-to-face with a twitching man with large pins in his face.

"I..shouldn't?" You ask in confusion. The man nods but gives no further explanation. You go to ask him why, when the sound of a man's scream quickly catches your attention.

You turn your head and see the screaming man's arms disintegrate into petals and he falls onto the floor. “My, how unusual. It seems this poor man’s arms have turned into flower petals,” a red-haired man muses with a sly grin. “Now you see them. Now you don’t. You should be more careful, and do apologize if you bump into someone," he reprimands mockingly.

You stare at him in disbelief as he then walks away from the man's fallen body as if it is nothing. You turn around to continue the conversation with the man with all of the large pins in his head, but you see that he has already walked off to talk with the red-haired man.

A sinking feeling in your gut tells you that this is only the beginning.

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billie-rotten · 1 year

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A Good Morning

Featuring: Hisoka Morow. Chrollo Lucilfer. Illumi Zoldyck.

Rated X: Intended for mature audiences only. Reader discretion is advised.

Contains: Somnophilia. Teasing. Mention of punishment. Implied sexual intercourse.

Author's Note: All characters are written to be older than 21 years of age.

|Part 1|

This wasn’t the first time this has happened. It wouldn’t be the last.

You woke up slowly to the sensation of his arms wrapped around you, but you refused to open your eyes just yet. You didn’t know what time it was, but you knew it was early in the morning by the way the sunrise leaked through your bedroom curtains and painted your room with orange light and purple shadows. Hisoka was slowly teasing you awake, as he did most times he was lucky enough to sleep in the same bed as you. His icy fingertips grazed over your clothed nipples, leaving a trail of goosebumps as his hand traveled the curve of your body and found the waistband of your underwear. You often wondered how long he did this before you actually woke up.

This time, you decided to test it. You were well awake and excited for what was to come next, but you wondered how long he would tease you before he got impatient. You kept your eyes closed and tried to breathe steadily, doing your best to keep still and stay in the same position.

He must’ve been getting impatient already. Hisoka tugged at the collar on your shirt and started to suckle and nibble on the flesh that was exposed. You couldn’t help but whimper when his teeth attached to you, but you suppressed any movement that you could. Maybe you’d get away with it. Maybe he wouldn’t notice.

Boy, how wrong you were.

“I know you’re awake,” Hisoka purred in your ear, his hot breath on your neck. You felt the bed shift underneath you as he moved, now hovering over your body. He grabbed your face by the chin, squeezing just slightly, and demanded, “Open your eyes, (y/n).”

You let your eyes flutter open to find Hisoka so close that your eyelashes brushed across his cheeks. You took in a little gasp. You were in for it now.

Hisoka licked his lips, eyes darkening as they stared into yours, looking at you like you were the only meal he’d ever eat. And almost like he was talking to himself, he remarked, “Well, this is going to be fun.”

You woke up to the chill of the air, your bedroom already much too cold and getting colder with each passing minute. You looked to find the window open and Chrollo sleeping soundly next to you, one arm under his pillow and his other hand resting on the small of your waist. He must’ve opened it in the middle of the night or something. In just your t-shirt and underwear, you crawled out of bed and shut the window.

“What are you doing?” you heard from behind you just after you shut the door. You turned to find Chrollo facing you, deep voiced and hair messy.

“It’s cold,” you said, rather than answering the question.

He smirked. “Come here,” he commanded. You listened, making your way back into bed. “You look way too good to be that far from me.”

You couldn’t help but smile at the notion that you belonged to him. You crawled next to him and started to lie down, but he pulled you on top of him. You closed your eyes as your head rested on Chrollo’s chest. You felt his morning wood against your belly, and he couldn’t help but grind against you. You breathed a silent laugh as you ground your hips back into him.

He sighed, and his hands gripped your thighs a little tighter. Chrollo’s grip moved from your thighs to your waist, and in one swift motion, he rolled so that he was on top. There was a pause, just a moment when you both thought that time had stopped. When time came back up to speed, he uttered, “God you are perfect,” before diving in for a slow kiss, one where your lips stuck together and he couldn’t help but squeeze your waist.

Given half the chance, Chrollo would’ve attached himself to you.

You woke up to the sound of the door opening and shutting. You listened further. You were sure that it was Illumi, but you wondered if he was coming to bed. The sunlight was already peaking through the blinds, and the clock on the other side of the room told you it was around six in the morning.

You rolled over toward your bedroom door, expecting him to come in and lay down any minute. You didn’t hear any more footsteps. But you guessed that wasn’t unusual for Illumi.

Groaning, you stood up and started to look for him. You thought you might need to drag him to bed. You opened the door, just in a big t-shirt and your underwear, and started to make your way to your living room. You looked around briefly, rubbing your eyes and breathing a yawn. Illumi took the opportunity to trap you against the wall between his arms.

You gasped, heart racing at the scare. He stared at you, trying to keep his face blank. But you could tell that Illumi was starved. Of your time, of your attention, of your touch. “I’m home,” he said, not moving an inch closer to you, but desperate to just be touching you after a long night away.

“I see,” you remarked, your hands next to your head in surrender. Illumi was covered in dirt and sweat. You could smell exactly how hard he’d worked. But you couldn’t care less right now anyway. You could feel his breath on your face, and you only wanted him closer.

Illumi gave in to his more primitive desires. He kissed you hard, wishing he could climb into your skin and feel you even more deeply. One deep kiss turned into two. Then three. Then a thousand within a few seconds. “Need you,” he declared, picking you up, his hands under your thighs for support and carrying you to the bedroom.

You weren’t going to argue.

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mamayan · 9 months

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★LOVE★

Darling! Hisoka Morow x Yandere! Reader

cw: NSFW • Obsessive/Possessive Themes • Fem! Reader • Noncon turned Dubcon • Yandere Themes • Murder • Emotional Instability • Yandere! Reader • Drug usage • HC • PIV

This is not “reader” inclusive as I’d assume nearly 99.9% of you do not exhibit true yandere traits. This is written with a female yandere in mind. No other physical descriptors will be used, but “reader” will have psychological descriptors and habits which will likely not match the majority. Please keep this in mind while reading. Thank you!

To become so obsessed with a psychotic mass murdering clown magician like Hisoka, you’d need to be a special breed. Harley Quinn style if you will, but incorporating an even more massively unhealthy level of adoration and blindness.

Since Hisoka is a whimsical sociopath and amoral character, it’d likely attract someone that is… surprisingly selfless and mildly antisocial. His attitude and way of life likely trigger feelings of envy and jealousy at first within you. Why does he get to be so carefree? Why can’t you just slaughter your entire place of work when they piss you off?

So starts the morbid curiosity. Who is Hisoka Morow?

You’d see him in passing a time or two, maybe you’d even witness him kill or target an individual in battle. You’d stay undetected by Hisoka. This requires great skill in nen-ability and you’d likely be a pro-Hunter or something along those lines. You’d need to be incredibly powerful and a good strategist to have Hisoka as a darling. Specializing in stealth/tracking/spying would all do you well in aiding to observe stalk Hisoka.

He’d take a life so easily it’d stun you. His lack of remorse after even more. How does he feel so little? Why is he so easily aroused in battle? Why can’t you look away? Rationality will need to take a backseat in this budding crush you have. It won’t bloom into what you call “love” until he does something that speaks to you personally.

It’ll be entirely mundane too.

He’ll do one thing that will capture your heart. Maybe it’s when he spares Gon and Killua. He’d claim it’s because they’ll make worthy opponents later. You’ll see it as something else.

Once your feelings for him are established, it’s impossible to find fault with him anymore. Everything he does is perfect, utterly adorable and fascinating, and he’s a silly kitten who can do no wrong in your mind. His clawed finger nails are proof that the most harm he can do is claw up some curtains.

Hisoka is constantly on the move, traveling often and usually very light. He does have a few spaces he uses more like storage than actual living quarters. This where you spend time when you aren’t observing him. Going through his things, envisioning a future with him, imagining him tied to the bed.

You’ll be delusional but no so much you believe you can have him without force. Wild cats are hard to tame after all, and a superiority complex over Hisoka will begin to develop the longer you watch and learn about him. You’ll likely have dug up all the skeletons of his past. You believe you know him best, who else understands him so well but you?

This dig includes any lovers or even potential lovers. They’re in the way and need to be gotten rid of. You can’t let them ruin him now can you?

Finding all of his past lovers isn’t easy, especially without alerting him to anything suspicious at first. Thankfully, despite his track record of murders, his love life is stale at best. A few hookups when he was younger, no long term relationships, but he does have a notable relationship with a female from the Phantom Troupe.

Machi, a beautiful woman which Hisoka blatantly flirts with. More than the usual too, it holds a level of sexual tension which invokes unparalleled rage inside you. It’s ironically not directed at Machi, but she’ll bear the brunt of it anyway.

Hisoka is given both a sick and delightful surprise when Machi’s severed head is delivered to his hotel suite in a box. A love poem hand written by you in it, but it’s a warning for him too.

It’s a grotesque combination, but it’ll most certainly catch his attention. A bouquet might’ve sufficed too, but Hisoka will now know of your existence. He doesn’t think this is a love note though, he thinks this is revenge. He’ll be angry too, because whether Machi was ever a real love rival or not, she was someone he wanted to fight. His designated prey was caught and killed before he even had a true chance of tasting victory over them. That must mean you are an even better treat.

It’ll drive you wild seeing how desperate he becomes to track you down and find you. He comes close a few times too, but always just out of reach. His real niche laying in combat unlike you. It feels romantic in a sense, and it’ll drive the fantasy further that you two are meant to be together. He’s meant to be yours isn’t he? As you begin leaving even more obvious hints of your presence in his life, he’ll realize it’s not revenge you’re seeking.

He’ll figure out he’s got a perverted little stalker when he finds your cute lace panties left for him to find. No need to mention you’d touched yourself on his bed to the thought of him and came in them. It’ll be fairly obvious from the fact that he hasn’t been to this particular hideout in a while and it’s spotless. No dust. Everything perfect, but he didn’t clean before he left this one. Then he’ll see on the unmade bed, a clear sign of a woman having intruded and marked the area. Strands of your hair. Your scent. Your clothes.

Still, he won’t catch you. He’ll bait you too, and sometimes you wonder if you’ve been caught only to realize he just knows he’s always being watched now. He doesn’t know your exact location or if you actually are there. “I liked your gift… hmm, but it would’ve been a nicer surprise to see you in them~” he’s flirtation and goading. It’ll be difficult to resist him, when he’s seemingly speaking straight at you. You know the moment you reveal yourself though, he’s not going to drop to his knees and offer himself to you. It’ll be a battle on sight. Though the thought of him getting aroused because of fighting you… makes you itch to throw caution to the wind.

Instead you clear any and all traces of your presence for several long months, until Hisoka grows avidly annoyed and then slowly disinterested, moving on to other opponents and amusements. Being in your line of work means a very much endless cash flow, the resources available to keep up with your favorite pass time of just watching him in all his glory. He’s perfection, even as his face twists up into a manic monstrous expression as he slaughters his victims, you see nothing but an angel. Never mind the screams and begging for mercy, isn’t he so cute when he plays a magic trick for them? It’s easy to become overwhelmed with jealously occasionally, but you’re good at being patient and reminding yourself that person isn’t special, Hisoka is just entertaining himself.

It’s also hard to remind yourself you aren’t special either. While it takes a certain sense of superiority over a darling to develop yandere tendencies, you’re also affected by an inferiority complex about the world. This means you’re isolated in how you interact with the world, no close friends or relatives, no real hobbies outside of what assists you with your work, hardly any social interactions that aren’t required. This is what makes Hisoka so fascinating, and it’s also what starts your real downward spiral to depravity.

What makes you truly snap and lose control to your yandere tendencies , is nothing other than Hisoka himself.

He’s coming down from a recent high of a fight in Heaven’s Arena, only showing up due to being challenged as a floor master, but the fight had been surprisingly up to his standards. His opponent was both entertaining and thrilling until their end. He was in a good mood, a very good one, so when a spectator approached him batting their lashes and hinting at spending the night in his suite… he said yes.

That was strike one.

Strike two was the audacity of the piece of shit throwing themself at him. You carefully followed, silent and untraceable as sexual tension began to rise in the elevator all three of you shared. Only they thought it was just them.

Strike three. Wasn’t your presence at least somewhat obvious? It’s highly delusional on your end to become enraged at other’s ignorance to your presence despite your mastery of hiding it. It’s what allowed you to watch Hisoka so long after all, but illogical as it is, you were still pissed. Furious at both of them but now mostly at Hisoka. Who was leaning over them, letting his height and teeth aching sugary tone seduce this common stray off the street like they were his personal favorite. They weren’t. He didn’t have any real favorites. Only toys that were disposable and this was no different but it didn’t matter because he was yours. And it seemed he needed to learn this.

Even Hisoka can be taken off guard, especially with his pants feeling too tight and the piece of ass before him being all to eager to please.

He’s unconscious when you finally reveal yourself. The deafening scream echoing throughout the elevator as it finally reached Hisoka’s designated floor and opening. Unfortunately for the poor soul screaming who was just looking to get laid, you weren’t in the mood to grant them anything less than a brutal death.

“Shut up! Shut up shut up shut up shut shut up!” Your fist broke bone with each strike, until your victim lay unrecognizable and very dead. You’d released your nen, and every nen user in this entire Arena now knows you’re here, all because anger got the best of you.

It didn’t matter, because even with the corpse at your feet, you were still furious.

You took both Hisoka and the body out of the elevator and swiftly worked to clean up the damage and fluids. You didn’t need the Arena fining you again. Hisoka was out cold, but he’s quick to recover so you work on getting him into his suite and bed, working his wrists into nen blocking steel cuffs. He’s spread like a star fish, each limb hooked to the fancy bed posts. You muttered anxiously as you dug around your bag, hands shaking as you pulled out a small leather pouch about the size of your palm.

It might seem overkill, but chaining and drugging ensured your personal safety once he woke up.

Never mind the fact that you could just leave after disposing of the body. Your heart fluttering and cheeks flushing as you looked upon his unconscious body on the bed prevented you from acting within reason. No, you wanted him to see you, if for no other reason than to establish where he was.

Beneath you.

Hiding your presence and that of the corpse, you quickly left the building with Hisoka’s key card to properly rid yourself of the responsibility and allow yourself to fully focus on Hisoka.

Returning was quick and painless, this time not revealing your presence until back in Hisoka’s suite.

His face was angelic while he slept, though his head would likely ache from the powerful blow you landed to the back to get him in this state. You contented yourself with just watching him for the next hour or so, until with no warning, he woke up. It was odd how he didn’t even twitch. Just suddenly aware of his situation and surroundings, alertness to his features immediately. You wished it was a sleepier and cuter wake up, but you still found it adorable how on guard he was instantly.

Those lovely gold orbs landed on you and narrowed, despite his sly smile. He might appear relaxed and languid for someone chained up and hardly able to move their body due to relaxants circulating their system, but you knew he was furious. Hisoka, as much as he loves playing with others, hates being played with. You stayed silent, letting him observe and calculate, allowing him time to run through his options and every plausible scenario.

“Well… good morning Ms. Stalker.” His airy words sent visible shivers down your spine, his eyes and focus, for the first time entirely on you. He also seemed to note your reaction, his smile sharp and predatory. “Oh? You like the nickname? Bad girl… don’t you know not to play with magic?” He tested his restraints, with surprisingly more strength than you thought he’d have after injecting him. He’d require another dose then. You were quick to work on that, his eyes tracking your movements and realizing your objective.

“Not even going to let me play?” He didn’t resist as you sterilized his arm before injecting him with a fourth dose. Three should’ve been enough to tranquilize an elephant but Hisoka wasn’t a normal human. He flexed his hands and twisted his wrists, copying the same with his feet and ankles. The cuffs were made specifically for him. You’d kindly taken off his shoes and socks, but his shirt and pants remained on. You felt your throat constrict and thighs clench at the thought of him naked. You’d already seen it a multitude of times but he hadn’t known you did. Watching him shower and change so shamelessly.

“You look ready to eat me. Is that what this is dear? You got jealous when I brought another up here?” His nickname for you threw you off, your eyes widening and meeting his teasing gaze. He looked sinfully beautiful like this, at your mercy yet still so him. You licked your lips, feeling mildly nervous now that you were about to speak to him. This was too good an opportunity to pass up though.

“Yes,” he paused when you finally answered, “I…I was very jealous.” Your hands gripped the bottom of your shirt, the material bunching as the earlier annoyance was brought back to your attention. You grimaced, “This wasn’t really how I intended for you to meet me for the first.”

“Oh? But we’re here nonetheless aren’t we?” His tone was a bit snarky, but he was correct. What did you do now? Make every little fantasy you had come true?

“How about this, yes? You take these off and I give you a painless death. Isn’t that nice of me?” His words have your eyes snapping up to his face, his words not matching his sweet expression. He wanted to kill you? Not even fight? You frowned, a low boiling of rage in the pit of your stomach.

“You think you hold any power here?” You sneered back at him, walking to look down at his sorry figure chained up and at your mercy. He was being a brat. You backhanded him swiftly, his head cracking to the side at the force and momentum. His pale skin already reddening as a small trail of blood tricked down his chin. His gaze was on fire as he turned back to look up at you. Defiant and piercing, but his smile never wavered. “How about this, Hisoka, you stay right where you are, and maybe I’ll be nice and let you finish tonight.” His eyes widened, a small moment of shock taking over his features but he quickly schooled them again.

You began undressing swift, throwing your clothes to the floor until you were only in your underwear. Your chest heaved, nipples tightening under the cool air of the room and Hisoka’s gaze. You couldn’t place his expression exactly, a combination of desire and rage most likely. You climbed atop the bed and thus him, knees on either side of his hips as you made light work of his shirt. Shredding the garment and tossing it to join your clothes. His pants were next, now both of you almost completely naked and staring at one another.

“Is this your idea of a good time Ms. Stalker? Tying up innocent magicians and having your way with them?” You laugh at this sentence, because it was silly to think too much about. He was still being light and teasing but he was exuding a little bit of bloodlust.

“No Hisoka, my idea of a good time is just you in general.” You placed a cold hand on his abdomen, sliding it up gently until it reached his throat. “Watching you, hearing you, smelling you…” your eyes trailed up his naked torso to his lips for a moment, before connecting your gazes. “This is your fault really. I didn’t ask to be haunted by you, I didn’t ask to feel like this, I didn’t ask to want someone so badly I’d gladly watch this word burn if it meant you’d be entirely mine.” It was a deeply disturbing confession. You sat down, right over his erection where you could grind your pussy against him and elicit a beautiful hiss of pleasure and pain from him. “I can’t, oh, I can’t decide if I want to own you or be you really,” you panted, beginning a slow rock of your hips as your arousal soared. The object of all your affection beneath you, looking so much like a cat being bathed it brought a small smile to your lips. This was all turning you on, and he seemed to also be enjoying himself somewhat.

“I very much would love to humor you dear, but I really do recommend you remove these.” He dropped his facade, his expression turning dark as he realized how unlikely you were to release him. You were clearly deranged, maybe more so than himself. He tugged against his chains, the rattling echoing around the room but it only served to make you amused. Despite his words, his hips had begun to lightly buck up into you now. Both of your underwear soaked through, a combination of your slick and his precum. His voice and tone sent your hormones flying to cloud nine, your face starting to look intoxicated as you gazed down at him with obsession.

“You say you want them off but do you really want this to end? I could just… leave you here. All night. Maybe I’ll come back just to make sure you, haah, stay hard?” You were panting and a little sweaty, breasts heaving as you became more intoxicated by the moment and him. You looked spelled bound and he looked downright menacing. Of course, because out of all things, Hisoka likes control. His flirtatious attitude can not be mistaken as submissive, but here you were forcing him into such a role. Threatening him with a punishment if he didn’t behave like a dog.

It made him want to bite you like one.

“Pretty Ms. Stalker could’ve told me she wanted her little pussy filled, no need to go to such lengths-tss!” He flinched when you finally fished his cock free, your soft cool hand a striking contrast to his pulsing hot shaft.

“You’re so pretty Hisoka.” You were lost to your own fantasies, not really registering his words anymore. He realized it quickly as you focused all your attention on his leaking cock, impressed by the size and girth. It would hurt, taking him, but the thought of stretching around him was driving you wild.

But first… you dropped your chest low and opened your mouth. Your tongue had him groaning low, the sound of his teeth grinding together had you even wetter than before. You licked from base to tip, slow and sensual. He tasted sweet. Not salty or bitter like you imagined and it had you quickly and messily taking him into your mouth.

For all you were, you weren’t experienced. This was your first blowjob but you prayed not your last, because as you choked and gagged to take more him, he was losing it himself. What you lacked in experience and skill, you were making up for in enthusiasm and pure need to please. Observing his reactions as you let his tip finally sink into your throat even as tears pricked your eyes and fell down your cheeks. It burned and ached, but you pushed the pain down as you watched him. He finally gave in and kept your gaze as you worked to make him cum, sucking and taking him as deep into your throat as you could. You were making an absolute mess of his cock and balls, slobbering all over him. It was erotic and truly enticing, and the only indication he was close was the twitch of his lip and his hips trying to make you take even more of him.

You tried to get all of him in your throat when he came, but you failed by an inch or so. You stayed still as his hot cum coated your throat and mouth, moaning at his musky sweet flavor and making sure to suck and milk him for any leftover until he was choking on his own moans for you.

You made sure to clean him up nicely, licking and making sure even his balls weren’t missed. When you finally pulled back to look at him, you nearly passed out at the sight.

He was slightly sweaty, breathing a little heavier with half lidded eyes glaring and grinning viciously at you. His cheeks flushed, the left slightly bruised from your earlier hit. His lips red and bitten, a bit of blood still leftover on his chin. He looked gorgeous. You couldn’t be blamed when you were stumbling off the bed to grab your camera from your bag. No need to turn the flash off since he knows of your presence now.

He scowls as you snap his picture, looking beautiful and ruined just for you.

“I- sorry- I just need this okay?” You set the camera down, eager to return and continue touching him and exploring.

He snorted, looking at you in disbelief with mild amusement. “Is that so? You needed to photograph me naked?”

“What? No. I have lots of those already. I wanted one of your face after I made you cum.” He seemed flabbergasted at your answer, but you couldn’t help your eager hands from cupping his cheeks and leaned down over his face. “You’re just so pretty I can’t help it.” You told him honestly, his expression relaxing into something neutral as he observes you. Fine by you, as you begin kissing his face, hair, cheek you hit and then his neck. You lick and suck over his pulse, enjoying the masculine groan as you mark him up and lick his sweat. You’re trembling as you wiggle down to his chest, playing with his nipples. Swirling your tongue elicits the best response, his back arching lightly and proving your theory that his nipples are sensitive.

His hardening cock beneath you all the proof you need, your own nipples pebbled and aching as you drag your chest against his while you work.

When he bucks up again underneath you, you finally release his nipple with a pop. Looking at his tossed and adorably fucked appearance, you shiver. His hair messy from throwing his head into the pillows. You licked your lips, finally clumsily trying to get out of your underwear but failing because of your position. With a huff of annoyance you just tore them off, finally completely naked and slightly embarrassed by his stare.

It hardly mattered if he liked what he saw, you weren’t so far gone that you thought you looked anything like his earlier willing catch which you’d crushed- “Pretty thing aren’t you?” You paused your internal rambling when he spoke. His voice low and husky, not as flirtatious and teasing like his usual tone. You’d never heard him use this voice before, you eyes meeting his with curiosity.

He chuckled, but his bloodlust from earlier was gone like it had never happened, “What’s wrong? You were so eager just a moment ago, don’t tell me you’re shy now? Is Ms. Stalker a virgin?”

His goading voice was back, covering up his earlier tone like it’d been a mistake. Though you were surprised he hit the nail on the head. You were a virgin. Not because you lacked people willing to fuck you, but because you lacked interpersonal skills to have a normal relationship. Intimacy terrified you before you’d fallen for Hisoka, but after it was all you seemed to want. To touch him, feel him, make him feel good. You wanted him desperately.

“I won’t be much longer.” You looked away and solidified your resolve as you moved to hover above him again, your dripping cunt begging to be filled. You balanced using one hand on his hip, the other gripping his once more hard cock and lining him up with your entrance. You let his tip brush through your sensitive folds as you shakily released a breath. You took one small peak at his face, his eyes watching you like how a hawk might watch it’s prey.

You let his tip breach your entrance, no surprise that it stung. You didn’t prep yourself at all, and though you were wet enough, you wished you’d thought to carry a little lube in case this scenario ever occurred. It didn’t matter though because even if it hurt you were being connected to him and it made your chest swell with pride and happiness.

“Fuck, you’re tight- ah” he threw his head back and grit his teeth again, your gummy walls simultaneously sucking him in and pushing him out. It had him close already embarrassingly enough. The pleasure and pain mind numbing.

You’d only taken half of him but it was leaving you breathless, “m’trying” you could only gasp as you struggled to push more of him in, tears pricking your eyes once more as the pure stretch of his cock inside you was turning your brain off. It hurt but it felt good too.

“If you take these off, I’ll happily finish the job you’ve started dear~” Despite his tone, his face looked just as aroused and strained as your own. It was tempting, but deep down you really didn’t trust him. It came from knowing him that you didn’t trust him in the least. You shook your head, denying his prompting. His laugh is dark, even as his hips surge up to force another few inches into you. You cry out, bracing against his chest as you fall forward a bit. He does it again, sinking into you until finally you feel your hips meet and his tip kiss deeply into your cervix. You lay panting against his chest for a moment as his cock pulses inside you, your body pathetically struggling to adjust to his size.

“Take them off while I’m being nice.” He’s not asking, but still you shake your head and push yourself up, moaning as he sinks even deeper. Your hips take on an unsteady rhythm, testing the depth that feels the best but his hips throw you off each time you find the perfect angle. The stretch and friction drive you wild, your mind numbing to the pain and pleasure as you feel the coil inside you close to snapping.

“Feels good~” your moaning loudly, face fucked out and teary eyes locking with Hisoka’s. His eyes are burning, face scrunched up in frustration because your pace isn’t quite fast enough, nor is he hitting as deep as he’d like. His chains clink against the steel posts, you’re too distracted though to pay attention as you desperately work your hips towards your finish, bouncing on his dick. “M’gonna cum Hisoka” your deliriously close, the coil right about to snap-

When his chains do first.

“Huh,” You only get a split second to panic before he’s on you, breaking each steel bedpost and freeing his movement up again. His cuffs are still secured for a second but it’s meaningless a moment later when they shatter. His nen stored up enough to cancel their purpose of restraining him despite how much you’d paid that specialist who guaranteed no one could get out of them. Never mind that he should still be drugged up enough to he struggling to move at all.

You find your positions switched, your back hitting the mattress as you gaze up into his eyes now.

It’s silent for a moment, save your own pounding heart and icy fear now filling your veins. He just… looks at you. His face blank, eyes calculating but just when you decide it’s best to fight than let him slaughter you like this, he laughs.

Not like normal. This is borderline hysterical laughter, his hand wrapping around his torso as he howls with laughter.

Before you can activate your ability, he’s got a hand wrapped around your throat and squeezing just enough to warn you. “Did you think this would all just work out how you wanted dear?” You were scared, that was true, but as he nudged your thighs apart and dragged his still hard cock through your folds teasingly, you realized you were also horrifically aroused too.

All of your fantasies had you on top, because you didn’t trust him not to kill you if he was, if he even wanted to willingly touch you at all.

“Look at you~ poor thing,” he’s mockingly sweet as he leans over you, long tongue coming out to lick your tears off your cheek. As he leaned back, you truly didn’t expect his hand to leave your neck and slap you across the face. The sting follows after his hit lands, but it shocks you silly more than it actually hurts. You don’t have too long to think before he’s shoving himself back in, and your too far gone to stop the orgasm that slams into you. “Wait!” It too late even as you cry out, hands desperately grabbing on to something to anchor you. Him.

He hisses, face vicious as he stares down at you, “Did you really just cum?” His voice somewhat incredulous as he feels you twitch and writhe beneath him. He stayed still, letting you shakily come down from your high before he’s rocking into you.

Then he’s fucking you just how he likes. Hands gripping your hips in a death grip as he slams himself into your overstimulated cunt over and over. He leaves you mewling and fucked stupid beneath him as he mercilessly thrusts into you like a rag doll. You can’t keep up. Can hardly speak besides useless babbling, only making him laugh and sarcastically mock you for it.

“What’s wrong dear? Isn’t this what you wanted? Am I just so deep inside you~?” Cooing as you nod and cry harder.

It’s when he kisses you that you cum again. He tastes like bubblegum and you’re gone, creaming his cock as his tongue tangled with you own messily. It all feels too good, your arms wrapping around his neck, legs around his waist, while you just struggle to take it. His tip pounding away in a spot that has you gasping and sobbing below him, because despite everything, this is the most pleasure you’d ever felt. It was disorienting and left you mildly numb, his sharp claws trailing down your chest softly to settle his thumb over your clit and press until you came again.

This one was slightly painful, your muscles constricting so hard Hisoka finally fell over the edge himself. His moans so pretty, soft and deep as his hips still move despite him emptying himself inside you.

He recovers first, staring down at the pretty thing in his arms struggling to catch her breath.

You’d given quite the headache for a while now, but tonight really took everything up a notch. You certainly weren’t halfhearted, something of which he respected. You weren’t a weak thing either, his thrusts harsh enough to break a normal human’s hips, but you just looked fucked stupid. It was cruel of him to be so rough, but then again you’d really brought it on yourself hadn’t you?

You’d brought all this onto yourself, and whatever happened in the future too.

Because now he was a little hooked as well, and you were just too cute and interesting to leave alone now that he’s tasted you. Had you first.

He easily reached over to snag your camera, switching it on and snapping a picture of you still shaking and twitching with his cock still buried inside you and beginning to grow hard again.

Realization dawned on you, but even as you tried to move and get away from him, he had your wrist locked above your head to stop that nonsense.

“Nu-uh dear, I’m not finished. Not even a little.” His lustful gaze and sadistic smirk had you looking like a frightened animal, but it only served to rile him up further.

It’s after all, your fault for loving someone like him, right?

It’s important to note that once Hisoka becomes interested, he treasures it. But something he treasures one day can become trash the next… until you.

Hisoka is surprisingly a willing darling. Don’t think this reverses any roles, he’s not submissive to you in the slightest. He acts like a total brat but he’s dominant through and through, don’t expect to ride him unless he’s got full control to just fuck up into you.

He’s needier than you’d expect too. Not just with sex, that’s constant, but also in just having your company. He likes when you talk to him, interact with him, don’t expect to go back into observing from the sidelines. He’s all to happy to give you front row seats.

He’s just as jealous as you are, but he’ll purposely play into your jealousy by flirting with other women to rile you up. He just likes how you look enraged, finds it cute. If you do the same, he’ll make that individual sit tied to a chair while he fucks you in front of them until you can’t even apologize anymore. Then he’ll kill them. He welcomes the same treatment. You get a bit shy acting it out.

Bonnie and Clyde duo!

He’s not a yandere, though he gets jealous, he’s just a psychopath in general. He’ll still be Hisoka no matter what. While you can interact normally with others when necessary, your fixation on him will remain an outlier. Hisoka is just trash to everyone, and surprisingly decent to you. By your low standards.

He likes ice-cream and ice-cream dates. He’s an ice-cream date man.

Illumi doesn’t understand your relationship but respects your devotion. Wonders why more women can’t be like you. Hisoka likes that his friend is envious of what he has.

Enjoy your darling, he’s frustrating and difficult but all yours now!

Dividers by @benkeibear

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mayxo-hxh · 1 month

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i love how the moment gon entered everyone went quiet and looked at him. EXCEPT hisoka and illumi. they do not care dkskdksdk

Hisoka simply side eyed him and Illumi kept minding his business. as lau had said, "the eldest son instinct of ignoring the angry child in the room"

#its so funny and so true #illumi just spaced out event tho the lecture stopped operating he does not care. no brain inside that man #open his head and all u hear is chupi chupi chapa chapa dubi dubi daba daba #hisoillu #hisoka x illumi #illumi #illumi zoldyck #hisoka #hisoka morow #hxh #hunter x hunter #gon freecs #my post

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cat3ch1sm · 2 years

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🏹 hello, all! while i work on requests, here are some nsfw headcanons to hold you over. enjoy, ily <3

˚ ༘♡ ·˚꒰ nsfw ahead, orgasms, gn!reader, overstim, sex ꒱ ₊˚ˑ༄

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐡𝐱𝐡 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐱 <𝟑 𝐟𝐭. 𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐤𝐚, 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨, 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐢, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐚

illumi zoldyck

~ it’s difficult to make illumi come. his body has been trained to withstand so many different sensations, so he just doesn’t feel any type of stimulation as strongly as normal people would. however, it isn’t impossible…

~ when illumi is close to orgasm, you’ll probably notice him stiffen up a lot, and his breathing will grow irregular

~ he’ll also close his eyes a lot and drop his head. illumi also isn’t noisy at all, but you might hear a strangled sound or two come from his throat

~ his thighs will convulse, but just barely. a very light blush will cover the skin of his inner thighs and neck

~ when he comes, it’s not very messy, but he’ll lose control of his breathing a little and possibly let out a shaky moan or two. his entire body tenses and then relaxes, a gentle stream of milky liquid moving down the flushed tip of his dick.

~ when he’s overstimulated, illumi will be somewhat vocal, and his body will start responding more than he can stifle it. if he’s super sensitive, his muffled groans will turn into small whimpers and his face will be completely pink. he’ll tremble a lot more and writhe some.

hisoka morow

~ hisoka is pretty prone to orgasms. he doesn’t finish that quickly, but it isn’t difficult to make him come. just watching you while he makes a mess of you is enough to send shocks straight to his dick

~ hisoka is pretty vocal. not obnoxiously loud, but you’ll definitely know he’s close. he’ll start praising you and telling you to keep going

~ there might be a light sheen of sweat covering his face, making it look shiny. his moans will become more frequent and more throaty, and he’ll more than likely arch his back. his lower body will start to tense as well. his brows will furrow and all he’ll be able to feel is his approaching climax.

~ when hisoka comes, he’ll let a louder moan escape and start to squirm a little bit. his breathing will be more ragged and you’ll see his chest heaving up and down. it’s also a little messy- hisoka has no inhibitions when it comes to finishing the way he wants to. he’ll come wherever he wants to. it’ll spill from his tip for a while as he strokes his own dick slowly to finish himself off, so it’ll make his thighs a sticky mess.

~ when hisoka is overstimulated, his eyes will roll back into his head, and his moans will start to break up and his voice cracks. his ears and chest will be flushed totally red, and the more he comes the messier he gets.

chrollo lucilfer

~ chrollo is pretty sensitive whether he’s overstimulated or not. like the others, he doesn’t finish very fast, but his orgasms are more intense.

~ his thighs, cheeks, ears, and dick will flush red when he’s close. because of how sensitive he is, chrollo is pretty vocal, mostly breathy moans and the occasional whimper.

~ he’ll definitely squirm quite a bit, thrusting his pelvis back and forth. his brows will furrow and he might sweat a little. chrollo is also prone to precum, and a few beads might slide down his length before he orgasms.

~ chrollo will do his best to stifle the sounds emitting from his throat, but it just doesn’t work. just when he’s about to come, he starts gasping and breathing unintelligible curses, and he’ll start to whimper more than moan at this point.

~ when he finally climaxes, he’ll be loud, broken moans and swears falling from his lips. chrollo is also fairly messy, semen spurting from his blushing dick. the squirming he does only makes the mess worse, but he can’t help it- right after his orgasm is when he’s most sensitive.

~ when he’s overstimulated, his breathing will get very heavy and very fast. he might also beg if someone else is doing it, moving his pelvis up and down in an attempt to get himself off. now chrollo will whimper a whole bunch, barely stopping to breathe in between.

kurapika kurta

~ how kurapika orgasms depends on how long you’ve been being intimate with one another- he doesn’t really masturbate or use toys. so if he’s coming, it’s in your hands.

~ the first couple of times he comes in front of you, he’ll try to act stoic. he does tremble more than a little, but he keeps the sounds to a minimum and drops his face to hide the color whenever he’s coming.

~ it’s only after kurapika gets more comfortable that you realize how sensitive he actually is- definitely more so than anyone else listed here. he’s a lot more vocal, for one- he whimpers a ton when he’s near orgasm and gasps a lot as well. his dick also leaks a lot of precum, which only makes him more sensitive.

~ his body also reacts dramatically. his thighs are trembling violently and pretty much everything from his thighs up is tinted a pale pink. kurapika squirms a ton- his toes are curled tight and his hands are roughly gripping anything he can feel. his face is also tightened as he tries to slow his breathing.

~ when he orgasms, he lets his head fall back and his eyes roll into the back of his head before dropping it back down and letting his hair flop all over his face. you might notice him biting his lower lip very hard to try and quiet himself, but his breathless moans are still very audible even so. kurapika will also let loose a string of pleasured curses in between gasps. the tip of his dick is gushing white cum- when he orgasms, it’s very messy, and he can’t even make an attempt to keep it in check because he’s so overwhelmed.

~ overstimulated kurapika is a sight to behold, considering even when he orgasms normally his reactions are intense. he sweats a lot more, and all he can manage are whimpers and whines, almost sobs, when he comes again and again. each time it’s less messy until there’s nothing left except the stickiness coating his inner thighs and his shaking body panting for air.

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rosazoldyckk · 1 year

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Yandere Hisoka X Kidnapped Reader

⚠️warning⚠️ Mentions of implied torture, being chained, un-consented Kissing

Fandom: Hunter X Hunter. Character(s): Hisoka Morow

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"I-I could never love you..I'll never love someone like you, you fucking psychopath," you sniffled as you averted your blurry gaze, your body still shaking and throbbing from all the agonising torture you had just gone through.

From the corner of your eyes you saw his shadow as he stood up, followed by a click of his tongue and a sinister giggle filling the dimly lit room.

Panic shot into you as he leaned against your bruising leg, all your limbs still bound to the walls and unable to get away from him. It was hard to endure, but you clenched your teeth and squeezed your eyes shut. Only becoming more distressed when you realized you were still unable to move an inch of your body. Your wrists were secured above your head to the top of one of the pipes, making it impossible for you to escape. Along with this sudden realization of terror, you also realized that your shirt had been ripped open down the front.

You attempted to struggle against your binds with little success, the shadowed clown watching you silently with a sinister grin. After a moment longer of watching you struggle the figure moved closer and you were able to make out the features of the man who ruined your life.

"Are you done now, my dear?~♡”

You shuddered as he lay one cold finger on your lips, his eyes practically gleaming in the dark. Your heart was beating a mile a minute in fear, wondering just what did you do to deserve such torment. A moment of silence passed before a menacing chuckle escaped his lips, his expression remaining dark, but mirthful.

"You don't need to love me back," Hisoka spoke sternly, and you could only shiver and flinch as a reaction to the jesters mocking words.

You were scared. How could you not be? This is not even close to what you pictured when it came to 'love', if anything it was as far of an opposite as it could get.

So you were surprised when you felt his thumb brush away one of the tears that fell.

You suddenly felt a sense of bored comfort. The way he was griping onto your chained body. For the smallest possible second, you forgot for a moment what the context of the situation was...

It was enough for you not to resist when he fully closed the gap, eagerly crashing his lips against yours experimentally. They were oddly warm compared to the rest of him, molding to yours with ease as he moved against you. All you could sense was him. The mild scent of bubblegum nearly becoming overpowering has he continued to kiss you.

You began to protest when you tried to pull away and he wouldn't let you; the whine you let out muffled from his mouth over yours.

So when he finally let you go, he left you breathless - chest heaving while you stared at him once more with wide eyes.

"Oh my dear...what an adorable liar you are."