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Welcome!!

I have never done Kinktober before, but I have always wanted to!! This year has been my first for writing and posting smut, and I have truly enjoyed doing so! So I thought, why not? Let's give this a try!!! So here I am, pausing my current long af Leopika romcom I'm writing to bring you guys some fun mindless smut!! (I kid you not, my current story I'm working on is like 70k words rn. Taking a break from it has honestly been kinda nice!)

The chapter titles and the main tags on this story are directly related to the list for this year. However, they are not the only tags!!! Each chapter has a lot in it!! So I will be listing all of the other tags that fit the chapter in the beginning notes of every chapter!! Please keep an eye out for this!!! And if it's not your cup of tea, that's perfectly fine!! Please do not read anything you do not want to!!!

Each chapter is its own story; they're not connected in any way. All are just little one-shots of smut, sex, and maybe even some plot!!

The only fandom I will be doing this year is HxH!!
The ships I will be doing are Hisoka/Illumi and Leorio/Kurapika!! There will be a few that's Hisoka/Illumi/Chrollo!!

I am currently writing and editing these so that I can post one every day starting October 1st!! I can't wait and I hope y'all are also excited!!

<3

I'll put the list of each chapter/day along with the Kinktober prompt it fills, the ship with it, and the pov it's written in here!! If there is a specified or implied power dynamic of submission vs domination within the chapter, I'm also writing which one is the submissive one here on this list!! Most have that dynamic, but I switch up who is submissive throughout the chapters (sub Leorio and sub Chrollo are my favorites to write tho, so expect to see those a bit more consistently)!!!

This list is just cause when I find stories, that helps me out sometimes!! And the dynamics change with every chapter! (This will be updated as I write more and time goes by. If some chapters are missing, that just means I haven't written them yet!! But I will eventually, so don't worry!)

Chapter 1: Intro! <3

Chapter 2 (day 1): Masturbation (Hisoka/Illumi)

pov: Illumi

Chapter 3 (day 2): Kidnapping (Leorio/Kurapika)

pov: Leorio (sub Leorio)

Chapter 4 (day 3): Threesome (Hisoka/Illumi/Chrollo)

pov: Chrollo (sub Chrollo)

Chapter 5 (day 4): Hypnosis (Hisoka/Illumi)

pov: Hisoka (sub Illumi)

Chapter 6 (day 5): Dacryphilia (Hisoka/Illumi)

pov: Illumi (sub Hisoka)

Chapter 7 (day 6): Intoxication (Leorio/Kurapika)

pov: Leorio (sub Leorio)

Chapter 8 (day 7): Bloodplay (Hisoka/Illumi)

pov: Hisoka (sub Hisoka)

Chapter 9 (day 8): Webcam (Leorio/Kurapika)

pov: Kurapika 

Chapter 10 (day 9): Tentacles (Hisoka/Illumi/Chrollo)

pov: Chrollo (sub Chrollo)

Chapter 11 (day 10): CNC [Consentual Non-Consent] (Leorio/Kurapika)

pov: Leorio (sub Leorio)

Chapter 12 (day 11): Somnophilia (Leorio/Kurapika)

pov: Leorio

Chapter 13 (day 12): Sex work (Hisoka/Illumi)

pov: Hisoka (sub Hisoka)

Chapter 15 (day 14): Omegaverse (Hisoka/Illumi)

pov: Illumi (alpha Hisoka/omega Illumi and sub Illumi)

Chapter 23 (day 22): Quiet sex (Leorio/Kurapika)

pov: Kurapika (sub Leorio)

Chapter 26 (day 25): Double penetration (Hisoka/Illumi/Chrollo)

pov: Chrollo (sub Chrollo) 

Chapter 27 (day 26): Lingerie (Leorio/Kurapika)

pov: Leorio 

Chapter 33: Last few thoughts <3

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Illumi lies in bed with his eyes wide open. He's been tossing and turning under his covers for hours now, and nothing has changed. Images of Hisoka still flood his brain, and his cock still aches. He's tried everything. Well, almost everything. 

He walked around, tried to think about something else, and even took a cold shower. But the second his erection goes down, that damn clown forces his way back into his mind. 

A hand inches its way down under his covers, but Illumi doesn't step over. He doesn't dare put his hand lower than his abdomen. That's a boundary he told himself he'd never cross. A taboo he has told himself that he would never take part in. He’d be caught dead before he jerks off to Hisoka . . . again. 

If only the man weren't so seductive. Illumi gets that it's a part of Hisoka's public appearance, but Hisoka doesn't stop when the two of them are alone! 

And the worst part? Illumi can't tell if Hisoka is trying to make a move on him or if he's just like that!!! Hisoka, in general, is an oversharer who flirts with everyone. Illumi is terrible at picking up on implications and emotional hints from others. He knows this about himself, but he has no clue if Hisoka knows this!! It sucks. It sucks and it's messy. And Hisoka won’t stop teasing him!! 

Illumi closes his eyes, desperately trying to force himself to ignore his boner and go to sleep. As soon as he thinks it might be working, his phone buzzes next to him. With annoyance filling his system, Illumi rolls over and checks it. He should've left it alone, put it on silent, and gone back to sleep, especially when the phone's contact glows with Hisoka's name. 

But he's not smart. And maybe he's a bit selfish. 

Hisoka: Can you call? <3

Illumi hits the call button before he can think about it. The idea of hearing Hisoka's voice is just too tempting right now. 

“Lumi!! You called!!! You never call when I ask~!!!” Hisoka's voice always does things to Illumi. The sharpness it has in it, along with a false sense of security, is like a fox luring prey into its trap. God, it turns Illumi on. 

“I was free. What did you need?” Illumi keeps his voice monotone. He makes sure Hisoka can't pick up any hints of any emotions in it. Just like he always does. Like he has trained himself to do. 

“Nothing~!!! I'm just bored. And something happened today!! I have no one to tell, so I thought I'd tell you Illu!!!”

Illumi just hums in response. He closes his eyes as his hand, which he forgot about, slowly makes its way even further down until it lightly grazes against his aching cock.

“What happened today?”

He hears a huff from Hisoka. A small, bratty noise that makes Illumi's mouth water. What he'd do to put Hisoka in his place. Illumi's hand rubs downwards onto his bulge in his boxers. 

“Well, this morning was fine. Until the jackass on the train. I was sitting there, minding my own business, and then he came up to me and started trying to get me to sleep with him! Can you believe that? He was asking me to do it for free, like I'm some kind of slut who would do that shit for free! And with ugly men like him out of all people!!”

“Mhm.” Illumi bites down on his tongue as he cups his cock. He grinds the bottom of his palm down on it, making his thighs clench slightly. 

“So I killed him, naturally. But get this!! Another hunter was on the train and watched! Damn brat called the police, and they tried to arrest me!! Tried to pin me down!! I had to fight off like five guys. Then after that-”

Illumi feels his heart beat pick up slightly at the mention of Hisoka fighting off men who were trying to pin him down. 

Fuck. 

His hand sneaks its way under his boxers. “Tell me more about the fight.”

There's a bit of silence on Hisoka's end, which makes Illumi pause. Can he hear his small movements?? His heart beat?? Or maybe he thinks it's weird that Illumi is asking for more information??

Thankfully, the pause doesn't last too long before Hisoka continues talking. He describes how the men all knew Nen and how they all tried to cuff him up. But he was able to fight them off without any issues. 

Illumi can't stop imagining it. Hisoka's muscles flexing with every movement he does as he dodges half-planned attacks. His hair is getting the slightest bit messy due to the roughhousing. His lipstick smearing just a fraction as a punch lands on his face. Illumi feels himself leak a little bit of precum, but it's not enough. He shifts and, as silently as possible, grabs the lube in his nightstand’s drawer. He mutes himself, pours some onto his hand, and resumes his actions. He closes his eyes a bit, getting fully immersed into his fantasy of Hisoka fighting. 

“-mi?? Illumi?? Did you just mute yourself??”

Shit. Illumi’s eyes shoot open and he quickly unmutes. “Must’ve accidentally pressed it.”

Hopefully Hisoka doesn't see through his bluff . . . 

Hisoka just hums lightly, the sound being a little too close to a moan for Illumi at the moment. “You know, Illu, have I told you about the time I was cuffed up?”

Illumi's hand slows down slightly, confusion taking over him. “Huh? No. You have not.”

“Oh~!! It was such a fantastic fight!!! The other guy's Nen ability was to handcuff people, and if he was able to, he could force them into a state of Zetsu. He tricked me, telling me that he wanted to fight without any hands. When I agreed, he said he wanted to cuff me up just to make sure. When he did, it immediately activated my Zetsu. I was so shocked that he was able to push me onto my knees easily.”

Illumi feels heat fill his whole body at the image. He bites his thin lips to keep from gasping out loud. Hisoka keeps talking. 

“I was so shocked that I didn't stop him at all! He took me by the hair and pulled, holding my head to look directly at him. I know he saw fear in my eyes, they were probably so wide.”

A small groan slips out of Illumi’s lips. His hand speeds up so much that it's moving the covers that are lightly laid on top of him. His body starts to feel clammy as pleasure builds up in him faster than he's used to. Illumi mentally curses himself for making any noise, but hopefully it was quiet enough that Hisoka might not have heard it. It seems Illumi is lucky, for Hisoka keeps talking. 

“I almost couldn't get up. I knew I had to shock him, I had to throw him off. If I could get his hands off of me, I could beat him up and win easily. So do you want to know what I did?”

Illumi closes his eyes tightly, trying his best to keep his voice as steady as it always is. His thumb swipes over his tip as he says, “Yes, keep talking.”

“I moaned!! It really threw him off, I was able to win in an instant!!! Funny, ain’t it?”

Illumi turns his head slightly to the side, biting his lips even harder so his little pants don't escape his mouth. His whole body is engulfed by a fever. Especially with the image of Hisoka on his knees, eyes widened, moaning. Hisoka probably looks sexy with fear on his face, with glassy eyes and a slightly opened mouth. Hisoka's hands would shake as Illumi would force him onto his knees, making him kneel in front of him. Of course this would be after a battle, one that would leave both of them breathless and hard. Illumi would tell him to open his mouth, and Hisoka wouldn't comply, he would fight, but when Illumi's hands touched his crotch he would stop. He would be a brat until he no longer could, until he gives in to what he wants. He would moan Illumi's name like it's the only word he knows. 

Before Illumi can stop himself, he's talking. His voice sounds almost distant, so emotionless compared to the turmoil he is currently fighting through. 

“What do you mean?”

A small and playful scoff comes through the phone. “Like, you know, moaning! I moaned.”

. . . maybe if he plays innocent . . . 

“Moaned?”

“Good lord, you think you'd know about this shit! Don't tell me you're in your mid twenties and you've never heard the words ‘they moaned’ before!! It's like what I do all the time, I moan practically every time I’m around you!!”

Illumi is desperate. He's so close, so so close. He just needs something. Just a little more. 

“Do it and I'll see if I know what you're talking about.”

Hisoka huffs. “Fine. But I know you know what it is.”

After that, Hisoka lets out the most intoxicating noises that Illumi has ever heard. Hisoka moans around him daily, this is true. But this one sounds different. It sounds genuine. It's long winded, making it sound like he's been through hours of edging. Like he's so desperate just to cum, moaning for permission. 

“That's a moan. And I know for a fact that you've heard it before. Hell, I think I've moaned your name before Illumi~!! You just never seem to respond to it. So I stopped-”

“Do it again." Poisonous words flow out of Illumi's mouth. His heart stutters at hearing Hisoka say his name and his cock twitches at every syllable that the redhead says. He's so lost, and yet, he feels like he has just now found himself. 

“Moan again?? Hmmmmm, I don't know Illumi.” 

Hisoka is now talking with a different tone, one that's husky. It rattles through Illumi's skull, making him curl his toes and squirm slightly. 

“Are you sure it’s a moan you want? Or do you want something more like . . .”

Just then, a breathless moan comes through the speakers. It's so quiet that Illumi almost misses it. It's only two words with it, but it's all Illumi needs to hear. 

“Please Illumi~!”

Immediately, Illumi gasps out loud and cums in his boxers. Euphoria spreads through his veins as he hears Hisoka's voice continue to talk. He can't process anything the man is saying, as a small ringing flows through his ears. His hand continues to pump himself through his orgasm, each movement causing him to make a small inhale. When he is finished and his hand stops moving, he slowly feels his body start to relax. The ringing eventually fades away as his chest stops its rapid movements. 

His hand feels gross as he pulls it out of his boxers. He needs to clean up . . . that's when he realizes Hisoka is still talking. 

The redhead is just yapping on and on about his day, seeming to have moved back onto his reason for calling. Illumi mutes himself and gets up with jello-like legs. He washes his hands, changes his underwear, puts up his lube, and gets back under the covers. He still feels incredibly weak as he unmutes himself. 

Hisoka doesn't stop talking as he continues to ramble on and on about the struggles of his day. Illumi feels his eyelids get heavier with every sentence. 

Before he knows it, Illumi is asleep with his phone picking up his small patterned breaths. 

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Leorio fights against the chains tied around his body. He tries to yell, but the gag perfectly silences him. That along with the blindfold makes him feel utterly hopeless. 

How did he even get into this mess?!?

He was just walking home after a late night shift at the hospital when someone jumped him. The blindfold was put on him before he could fight against it and the gag was put on just seconds later. The chains came last, capturing the tall man fully. 

Now he’s simply seated in a room, presumably alone. 

Small grunts of frustration leave him as he tries to wiggle around. Yet nothing happens. 

“Struggle all you want, you’ll get nowhere.”

A silky voice echoes in the cold room. The suddenness of it makes Leorio jump, the chains jingling at the movement. 

A dark chuckle follows Leorio's reaction. “Did I scare you?”

Leorio moves his hand just enough to be able to flip the voice off. A second of silence goes by before the voice lets out a loud laugh. One that has an evil ring to it, shaking Leorio even further. 

“Oh, you're a feisty one aren't you? You want out of your bindings? It's not going to do anything, you're still trapped in this room with me afterall. “

A small growl builds up in Leorio's throat. The voice chuckles and Leorio feels warm hands being placed on his face. He violently flinches, but the hands hold him still. 

“How about I make you a deal? Hm? I was going to kill you. But, I think I like you. If you agree to let me keep you, I won't kill you. Deal?”

The hands slowly take off his gag. Leorio immediately spits in the direction of the voice, hoping it hits the man. “Fuck you.”

“Oh, I'm afraid that's not on the table for tonight.”

Leorio recoils in slight disgust. “I didn't mean- oh my god!! No!! That's not-!! J-just got to hell you bastard!!”

“Hm, so I take that as a no. What a shame, I really like you. Oh well, can't win them all.” 

Those same warm hands undo his blindfold. 

Leorio brinks harshly, trying to adjust to the dark lighting. He expects to see an ugly man trying to look nice, maybe with an eye missing or something. But instead, he sees one of the most beautiful sights in the world. 

In front of him stands what has to be an angel descended onto earth. The man is short and looks weak, but he gives off a strong energy that Leorio doesn't even want to think about fighting against. Leorio has no doubt in his mind that it was this man and this man alone who kidnapped him. 

The man is in a perfectly tailored suit pants, hugging onto his hips and ass nicely. His suit jacket is missing, but it doesn't matter. All Leorio cares about is the man's simple white button up shirt that's perfectly tucked in. His sleeves are rolled up to the elbow, showing off the start of a tattoo on his left arm. Leorio wonders how far that tattoo goes and where it wraps around this man's body. 

The man's golden hair is half up and half down, pulled back in a small ponytail. It shows off his red dangling earring on his right ear, shining in the limited light of the room. 

But above all of that is the man's eyes. Oh gods, Leorio has never seen such a beauty before. The man's eyes are shining a swirling scarlet colour, burning with a strong emotion that Leorio can only assume is lust. 

“You’ve gone silent. Are you afraid? You weren't just a second ago . . .” 

Suddenly the man smirks. And oh, the things that smirk does to Leorio. His bound up legs feel weak as he listens to the man chuckle. 

“I see what the issue is. You're hard.”

Leorio feels his stomach drop. There's no way he’s hard, there's no way! He should hate this guy! Especially when he literally kidnapped him!! 

But, at the same time, it's been weeks since Leorio has had sex with his boyfriend. And on top of that, this man is so incredibly gorgeous. He's just Leorio's type, even down to his voice. 

Shakily, Leorio responds. “You're a lot prettier than I thought you'd be.”

The blond leans in closer to Leorio, his foot going in between Leorio's thighs. He playfully presses down on Leorio's growing erection, making Leorio groan. 

“Is that so? Please, tell me, what else has you so turned on? Maybe it's the chains? Or the blindfold?”

Leorio squirms, the movement further rubbing himself onto the man’s shoe. 

He would never admit it to anyone, but Leorio’s always dreamed of being kidnapped. The thought of being held against his will, being blindfolded and gagged, it turns him on like nothing else. He wants so badly to tell his boyfriend, but he's scared of what Kurapika would think of him if he did so. The blond would probably laugh at him, or maybe even break up with him due to how crazy he is. 

But he never stopped fantasizing. Every time he gets himself off he thinks about it. Fantasizes about this exact thing happening. 

And now that it’s happening? Well, it's even better than he could ever imagine. 

Adrenaline and fear pulses through his body as he tries to hold back any noises that show how hot this all is to him. But his kidnapper can see right through him. The blond laughs, pulling on the chains a bit. Leorio's body jerks along with it. 

“You're so into this!! I bet I can get you to cum without even taking your pants off, you look that desperate!!"

“Its not like that, f-fuck-!!!” Leorio’s back arches as much as it can. He can’t deny the pleasure and want that is coursing through him, it's overwhelming. The blond moves his foot off of him and squats to be at the same level as Leorio, his hand tracing down Leorio's clothed body. 

“You know, you're not too bad yourself. I wouldn't mind having some fun with you, if you want."

Leorio almost nods but he stops. He wants this so badly, but . . . his boyfriend . . . 

“Oh I'm sure any partner of yours would understand. That's what you're debating on right now, isn't it?”

Leorio makes direct eye contact with the blond, who shrugs. “I’m just saying, I bet your partner wouldn't mind. It seems like you need this anyways.”

Leorio sighs. “But, he's such a good boyfriend, and I love him so much. I don't want to ruin it with him just cause I . . .”

“Just cause you got horny? Come on now. You're not leaving here after this anyways, so it's not like he’ll know. Plus, you want it, right? ”

Leorio immediately nods his head, his hips straining as he tries to grind down but can’t. 

“Then you should do it! What's stopping you? When's the last time you’ve done something for yourself? Be selfish, give in!”

Leorio hesitates but nods. Maybe the man is right, especially if Kurapika would never know . . .

“Okay, deal.”

“Good boy.” The blond makes the chains disappear in seconds, freeing Leorio completely. But he doesn't move, for his body reacts to the praise at the same time. He grinds down on the floor and groans out happily. 

The man watches in fascination before tilting Leorio's head up. Soft plush lips nip and bite Leorio's skin. The man sits down on the floor and lifts Leorio's body up slightly, moving Leorio to be sitting in his lap. Leorio happily complies, sighing in satisfaction as he feels the man's bulge rub against his own. 

The blond snickers and licks a stripe up Leorio's neck. Quietly, he talks, his lips grazing Leorio's skin with every word. “Thats it, such a good boy. Crawling into the lap of the person who kidnapped you, moaning for the hands who tied you up.”

Leorio grinds down harder, trying to hold back his moans. He knows he should take it slower, that he should enjoy this moment a bit longer. But he can't help it, he can't stop chasing after the quickly building pleasure. A small beg leaves his mouth, breathless and needy. 

“Please!! Please, I need more!!”

“Oh? Already begging? Damn, I picked a good one didn't I?" The man thrusts his hips up, grinding up onto Leorio's clothed erection. 

Leorio moans out, quickly giving up trying to hide them. His hips start moving frantically, humping the man under him. 

The man slips one of his hands up Leorio’s shirt, fiddling with his nipple playfully. He then pinches it, pulling on it slightly. 

“So needy, taking so much. You are lucky I’m kind. That I'm generous enough to give you what you want. God you feel good, keep doing that. Yeah, roll your hips just like that.” 

The small pain adds to everything, making Leorio close. “C-can I cum?? Please!! I'm so close-!!!”

“Such a good boy, begging for permission to cum. Go on, you've earned it. Cum for me, call out my name.”

“S-sir!!!”

“Louder.” The man pinches his nipple again and grinds up on him faster. 

Leorio's hands grip onto the man's shoulders as he cries out a moan. “Sir!! Please!!!”

“Good boy.”

That's all Leorio needs to hear as he cums onto the man's lap. His body shakes with pleasure as he whimpers happily. His grip on the man slowly loosens while his breath tries to even itself out. 

The man is still grinding up on him, his breath is coming out in small little pants. Quickly, he cusses under his breath and cums with a breathless moan. 

The two of them sit there for a second, recovering in each other's presence. 

That's when the blond kisses Leorio lightly, a loving smile playing on his lips. “H-how was that?”

Leorio melts and kisses him again. He smiles lazily, not having the energy to do much more. “Fucking hell Kurapika, that was better then I could’ve ever imagined!”

His boyfriend chuckles a bit, holding Leorio close to him and lightly peppering his neck with kisses. “I didn't hurt you too badly in the alley when I pinned you down, did I?”

Leorio sighs happily, closing his eyes in relaxation. “No, not at all! In fact next time you can be rougher, you didn't even bruise me, which is perfectly fine. But I think I’d like a mark or two next time!!”

Leorio feels a smile on his skin as Kurapika responds. “Next time? You liked it that much?”

Leorio pulls away slightly so he can look at his boyfriend. “Kurapika, I just came faster than I ever had in my whole life, and I feel like I could go again. Yes, I want a next time!! That is, if you want it too!”

Kurapika kisses him again. “I’d love to do this again, god you looked so good all chained up for me!! And to watch you fall apart in my arms, it was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen!!”

A small noise leaves Leorio's lips and he subconsciously grinds down on Kurapika’s lap. The blond looks at him with a mischievous glint in his eyes. 

“Round two?”

Leorio moans happily. “Please Sir!!”

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Chrollo fixes his tie as he takes a deep breath. He shakily walks into the bar, holding his Bible close to his chest. He knows he shouldn't be here, he knows how sinful this all is. But he can't help it. His body craves these monsters just as much as it craves food. 

The music and lights flood his senses, making him feel nauseous. But he pushes past the half naked intoxicated people fumbling around him. He avoids all eye contact as he rushes through the crowd. The one good thing about this place is that there is no one who could possibly recognize him, even in his priest clothes. 

He doesn't stop at the bar to talk to the employees. Instead, he immediately walks upstairs. Everyone working here has seen him plenty of time to know why he has returned and who he is going to go to. They know the exact room he is going to and that he won't be back for hours. 

Chrollo walks up to the demon's room, knocking three times. Hisoka opens the door, a sickening smile spreading onto his face. 

“Well if it isn't our favorite little priest~!!! Come back for some fun today??”

Chrollo glares at the redhead, but nods nonetheless. Hisoka beams happily and lets Chrollo inside. With shaky legs, Chrollo walks over to the bed. He politely sits down on the edge of it. His body feels stiff as that small bit of fear racks through him. No matter how many times he comes here, the fear he feels beforehand is always the same. That never changes. 

“Illumi is just getting a little bite to eat right now, we didn't expect to see you on a Sunday out of all days! You usually come in on Wednesdays!! What's got you so desperate to come in so soon?? And at noon out of all times of the day? Don’t you lead worship service for your little church till like eleven or something? I thought you hated even thinking about us on Sundays~!”

Chrollo cringes. He despises how much demons remember. He mentioned once that he hates the idea of coming over after anything relating to his job at the church, and apparently Hisoka remembered the small comment. 

He usually would never come to such a hellish place on the Lord's day, but he can't help it. He can't help the twist in his stomach and the saliva building in his mouth. His head is swirling with so much shit that he just wants it all to stop. He wants to feel the heat that these two always give him, to feel numb again. As his congregation was talking to him after service, all he could think about was the touch of these creatures. Every time one of them spoke his name or called him Father, he could only hear Hisoka’s sing-song tone and Illumi’s deep rumbling voice. He couldn't wait till Wednesday, especially not after that. 

Even though he doesn't respond, Hisoka chuckles darkly. He struts over to Chrollo with a smirk. His cold slender finger hooks itself under Chrollo's chin and forces the man to look up. 

“You just couldn't wait till Wednesday. Is that right dear? Couldn’t stop thinking about us even while at church?”

Chrollo shakily swallows. Hisoka always looks so stunning this close. Especially with the outfit he’s wearing tonight. It’s quite literally just a lacey lingerie paired with an untied and opened pink fluffy robe. It’s one of Hisoka’s lounging outfits, what he tends to wear when Chrollo comes around at unexpected times or on unexpected days. He tends to dress up more when Chrollo comes around at his specific 10:30pm on Wednesdays. 

Despite the outfit that he wears, Hisoka always looks flawless, just like Illumi. But the two succubi have their differences. Hisoka’s eyes are more pointed while Illumi’s are rounded. His horns are bright while Illumi’s are pitch black, blending in with his hair. Hisoka’s are white with pink wrapped around them in swirls. The same colors twirl on the redhead's tail as well, which flickers happily as Chrollo hungrily ogles him. Chrollo has always been fascinated by their horns and tails, he personally thinks the two features add to the attractiveness of both men. 

The door to the room opens as Illumi walks in. Chrollo shivers, eyes darting over to the doll-like man. He’s dressed in an outfit Chrollo knows well. Every time Chrollo sees him, he always has on black jeans and a black leather corset that sits on top of a darkly colored silky button up shirt. Today’s is a dark plum shirt. 

The air around Illumi always feels so cold, no matter how hot the room gets. It's a chill to the bone that never fails to make Chrollo's cock stirs at the feeling of. 

Illumi blinks in slight surprise when he sees Chrollo. “Why is he here. And you started without me.”

Hisoka laughs a bit and forces Chrollo to look back at him. Chrollo does it easily, not resisting him in the slightest. 

“Of course we didn't Lumi my love!!! He just showed up this horny, I’ve done nothing but talk to him!! How was your snack??”

“Fine, but nowhere as satisfying as this meal is about to be.” Illumi walks over to be behind Hisoka, staring straight at Chrollo as well. His horns slowly appear and his tail suddenly swishes out behind him. 

Hisoka had told Chrollo a while ago that succubi like the two of them don't usually show their horns and tails to humans. He said Chrollo is special and that showing off their horns and tails shows how much they trust him. Now, every time Chrollo sees them on display, it gives him pride. He earned the right to see parts of these two that others don’t get to. 

A small whimper leaves Chrollo's mouth as his cock aches in his dress pants. 

“So desperate. Is he always this bad Soka?”

Hsioka tilts his head and analyses Chrollo. He studies the heat rising up to Chrollo’s cheeks, the bulge his Bible is desperately trying to hide, and the small shake his whole body has. 

“Hm, I don't think so. He usually resists us a lot more. I tend to not be able to feed off of him for at least a few minutes. But today I was able to start snacking as soon as he walked in. My best guess? His body is now officially addicted to us. He probably was starting to go through withdrawal symptoms since he wasn’t here last week. His body most likely can’t go more than seven days without us.” 

A small noise makes its way from Chrollo’s throat. He desperately tries to push it down, but he can't help it. His body is screaming at him for pleasure. He needs it. He needs it so much. 

“He’s shaking.” Illumi snakes his way to sit behind Chrollo, his cold hands sliding around Chrollo's waist. Hisoka’s tail wraps around Chrollo’s Bible and tosses it carelessly across the room.Chollo barely notices because at the same time Illumi unbuckles Chrollo's belt. 

“You should see his eyes right now, they're so big!! So full of need, full of lust!” Hisoka chuckles as he tilts Chrollo's head to the side and licks up the man's neck. Chrollo feels his body go weak immediately, a broken moan flying out of him. 

Illumi's hands unbutton Chrollo's pants, and Chrollo lifts his hips happily as Illumi tugs his pants and underwear off. Hisoka easily unties the tie around Chrollo's neck and takes it off along with his shirt. Within seconds, Chrollo is naked in front of the two succubi. 

He knows they are demons. He knows they are currently feeding off of his pleasure and growing stronger with every moan he lets out. He should be scared, he should yell, he should try to get away. 

But instead he spreads his legs as wide as he can and moans out their names. 

Hisoka nips small bite marks on Chrollo's collarbone, the man's skin bruising easily. “So compliant for us today!! What do you say, you want to fuck him my love?” 

“I want to use his mouth.”

“If that's what you want Lumi, then that’s what you get~!!”

Suddenly, Illumi's teasing hands leave his body. Chrollo opens his eyes that he didn't realize he had closed. He whimpers desperately when Hisoka pulls away as well. Panic starts pulsing through his system. Are they going to leave him?! Are they not going to let him cum?!? Are they-

“Come on, you heard Illumi little one. He wants to use your mouth tonight!!”

Chrollo sighs in relief and his body relaxes as he realizes they just want to change positions. He glances over to see Illumi sitting at the head of the bed. His black jeans are unbuttoned and unzipped with his cock on full display. His legs are lazily spread as if he's just sitting down and relaxing. But his eyes are staring at Chrollo, waiting. Calling. 

Chrollo shivers and groans quietly. He crawls over to Illumi and sits down in between the man's thighs. Without any hesitation, he leans down and starts sucking the other off. He sucks on Illumi’s cock happily, the motion of it all feeling calming. Waves of that saccharine numbness flows through his mind as he closes his eyes and enjoys the taste of Illumi. 

Illumi's hand lightly lays on Chrollo’s head and grips onto his hair, guiding Chrollo to the speed he wants. Chrollo gladly lets Illumi use him. 

Hisoka's body slots itself behind Chrollo. “He always looks so out of it when you take his mouth, love! I'd even say he prefers the taste of you over me at this point! Did you see how much he started drooling as soon as you opened your legs?” 

Hisoka guides Chrollo's body to be laying flat on his stomach and lifts his hips up slightly. Chrollo moans as two fingers slide into him. 

Illumi tightens his grip on Chrollo’s hair. “Yes. And I prefer it to be that way. It was a pain in the beginning, how much he fought against us.”

Hisoka makes a noise of consideration as he pulls his fingers out of the poor melted man below them. “I guess so. But I kinda liked when he fought back!! It was so fun to break him!! But I guess he's also fun like this, easy too. He always feeds us so well, it’s like his lust and pleasure is never ending!!!”

Chrollo’s breath hikes slightly and he closes his eyes tighter. His mind is yelling at him, constantly telling him how wrong it all is. How he's going to hell for letting such vile creatures use him. Taint him. 

But his head also is telling him to give in, and that voice is so much louder. So much easier to listen to. 

Hisoka lines himself up but doesn’t push in. He instead decides to tease Chrollo. He stays where he is and traces small symbols on Chrollo’s back, which causes Chrollo to break slightly. Chrollo babbles around Illumi's cock, making the other grunt in frustration and pull Chrollo off of him. 

“What.”

Chrollo is now panting, no words coming to his mouth. He wanted to beg for Hisoka, but he never wanted to be taken away from Illumi!! He tries to go back down to take Illumi's cock into his mouth again, but the tight grip on his hair stays and keeps him elevated away just enough. 

Hisoka scratches small nail marks onto Chrollo's hips. “Go on, say what you tried to earlier little priest!! Tell us what you want!!”

Chrollo sobs out slightly, his cock twitching with need. 

He should've never come back. He should’ve found some way to get rid of the cravings. Fought back just a little bit more. Show everyone that he doesn't need this like they say he does. That he is not theirs. 

But, he’s here. And he’s already damned. Already sinned past repair. So, if he’s going to Hell, might as well enjoy the trip there. 

Chrollo lets out a whine before he starts begging. 

“P-please!! I need you H-Hisoka, Illumi-!!! Please!! Fuck me!! Use me-!!! Mark me as y~yours!!! I need it!!!”

The two demons look at each other and smirk. Illumi guides Chrollo back down to his cock as Hisoka thrusts into him. Chrollo cries out in pleasure as they easily use him. The two demons pay him no mind, talking with one another as if he isn't there. They enjoy their meal together, feeding off of every drop of pleasure Chrollo is feeling. 

Meanwhile, Chrollo is in heaven. His whole body loses feeling and gains nothing but euphoric pleasure in return. It's blinding, mind numbing, and addicting. 

It's just what he needed. 

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“Hynosis? That won't work on me, I'm a Zoldyck.”

Hisoka groans and further sprawls out on the couch. Illumi doesn't have any reaction, simply continuing to read his book. 

“Come onnnn!!! It could work though!! You haven't been hypnotized before, right?”

“I haven’t because it doesn't work. I was born resistant to it. In fact, while in training, Dad couldn't get me hypnotized, even to train against it. Therefore, it is impossible for me. If he couldn’t do it, why could you?”

Hisoka sighs. “I promise the hypnosis I know is different!! Please!! Can I try it?? Just once!! Please!! It will help you relax, and I bet it will feel nice for you!! You won’t regret it!! You'll love it!! I promise!!!”

Illumi closes his book. “Will you stop bugging me if I say yes?”

“Yes!!”

“Fine. Only once.”

Hisoka cheers as he springs up and off of the couch. “Perfect!!! Go lay on the bed, I want to do this in our room!!”

Illumi swiftly gets up and goes to the bed. He simply lays down on top of the covers, giving Hisoka an unimpressed look. Hisoka beams at him, sitting down next to him. 

“Okay, I want you to relax and listen to my voice.”

Hisoka watches as Illumi continues to lie there. Hisoka looks at his husband lovingly, taking in all of the physical aspects about Illumi he adores so much. It's not often he gets Illumi in front of him like this, lying so still.

“Good, now I want you to focus on your breathing. Take deep, refueling breaths. In . . . and out. And in . . . and out.”

Illumi frowns and doesn't follow Hisoka's instructions at first, most likely thinking it's all stupid. But Hisoka is stubborn, and he will make this happen. He continues to coach Illumi through the breathing until the man is taking steady and deep breaths. 

“Good, good. You’re doing such a good job. Now focus on the ceiling. Don't look anywhere else, just focus on the ceiling for me.”

Illumi sighs in slight annoyance but does just that. Hisoka continues to help him breathe, making sure his pattern doesn't falter. After a moment, Hisoka starts talking again. But this time, he changes his voice. He pushes it down to the lower octave that he usually never does. He knows how his voice sounds when it's like this, it's dark and velvety. It drips with honey and is soothing. 

“Now mentally focus on your hands, feel them slowly lose all sensations, pulling away from this world and into another. Feel each small prickle of sensations in your palms float away, sinking your hands into place and away from yourself.”

Hisoka can't help but smirk when he sees Illumi’s eyes dull slightly. His hands slowly relax, looking different from the rest of his tense body. 

“Yes, good job. Such a good job.”

Hisoka coaches him through relaxing the rest of his body. He tells him to relax his arms, shoulders, back, feet, legs, torso, ribs, and then face. By the time he is done, at least an hour has gone by. But, it all pays off. Because Illumi looks the most relaxed Hisoka has ever seen him. His eyes are glossed over and his body sags into the mattress. His face that almost never moves is now lax, as if he's asleep. But he's not, and the blinking of his eyes further proves so. 

“There you go, all relaxed for me. Good. Good. Now I want you to sink. Sink down and open your mind to commands. When I count to three, you close your eyes and will be in a state where what I tell you will subconsciously stick in your brain. You will not remember this or any of the commands, until it is said. Good. Good. Now, I'm going to count. Keep breathing and keep your body relaxed.”

Hisoka watches for any signs of resistance, any forms of him trying to fight against it. There's none, so he continues. “One . . . two . . . three.”

Hisoka snaps his fingers and watches Illumi slowly close his eyes. He beams happily. 

Holy fuck, he hypnotized Illumi!! He was actually able to do it!! He was able to hypnotize a fucking Zoldyck!! Holy shit, holy shit!!!

Any command!! He could give him any command right now and Illumi would do it!! Hisoka holds back a moan at the feeling of power that runs through him. He's never had this much control before, and it's intoxicating. 

But he can't be greedy. He has to start off small. Two commands, that's what he’ll do right now.

“When I say ‘down’ and snap my fingers three times, you will fall into a relaxed state equal to this. With every snap I do, you will sink deeper and deeper, despite how hard you fight against it. And when I say ‘up’ and tap your forehead three times, you will come back to your full consciousness with no memory of what has occurred, but with the commands still staying. With every tap, you will be pulled up and up out of this state till you have fully returned.”

Hisoka waits a few seconds for the information to sink in. He then repeats it five times, just to make sure it fully sticks. He makes sure to repeat it word by word, not changing one thing about what he said, just in case it would mess things up. Then he raises his voice a little bit, says “up”, and slowly taps Illumi's forehead three times. 

On the first tap, Illumi opens his eyes, the second his body slowly tenses, and the third his eyes uncloud and his breathing goes back to being silent. 

Hisoka just sits there, smiling happily. He waits till Illumi speaks first.

Illumi takes a minute and sits up. Then his brows furrow in the slightest as he glares at Hisoka. “It worked, but I remember nothing.”

“Of course it worked, I told you it would!! Did you like it???”

“I do not know. It was-”

“Down.” Hisoka snaps his fingers three times quickly. Illumi cuts himself off and his eyes glaze over again. His body slumps a bit and Hisoka catches him as he teeters forwards. Hisoka smiles giddily, already planning the next commands. 

It's been a month or so and Hisoka has not been able to try out any of his new commands. He's been able to make Illumi go down and up again, finding it fun to play with Illumi by doing it at random times. But he wants to try out his other commands, the sex related ones. Turns out, in order for them to work, Illumi has to be already horny. When his commands didn’t work during a practice run, Hisoka started researching. It wasn’t anything he did wrong, but instead the mental state of Illumi. Any commands dealing with sexual encounters only work when Illumi is susceptible to doing sexual actions. Therefore, he has to find a day when Illumi is horny. 

Which sucks, because Illumi never gets horny or even turned on. Most of the time when they have sex, it’s just Illumi pleasing Hisoka. On rare days Illumi will participate more, and on the rarest of days he will cum. Hisoka thought he would never be able to try out his commands. 

That is until a miracle happened. 

Today Illumi marched into the room with a boner. Hisoka usually would tease Illumi, but not today. Not when this is his perfect opportunity. 

Illumi pins Hisoka on the wall and tears off his shirt, causing the redhead to moan out happily. 

“Illu, hun~! Why don't I take the lead tonight??”

Illumi growls on his skin as he grips Hisoka’s hips with those dangerous nails of his. “No. Get on your knees.”

Hisoka hums happily. He doesn't get on his knees, but instead presses himself closer to Illumi. He kisses his cheek. “I don’t think so, I think you're the one who should get down.”

Illumi's body stalls, pausing mid-motion. Hisoka snaps his fingers, and Illumi’s body jolts, as if fighting against the waves of calm rushing over him. Illumi grits his teeth and quietly hisses, “What the hell?”

Hisoka just hums again, snapping his fingers a second time. Now Illumi's body is slowly relaxing into Hisoka's. Hisoka snaps his fingers one last time, and Illumi becomes completely pliable. Hisoka coos happily, running his fingers through Illumi's hair. 

“There you go, such a good boy for me!!”

He feels Illumi's body shiver happily. So his command for feeling pleasure with praise works perfectly right now!! That must mean all of his other ones must too!! 

He guides Illumi to the couch and lays him down. “Up.” 

He taps Illumi's forehead twice. This leaves the man in a dazed, but functional state. He should be able to talk, think, and move. But his body will hopefully feel weighed down and slow, and his mind should be relaxed and unquestioning to the commands asked of him. Illumi just watches Hisoka with wide eyes. 

Hisoka sighs and runs his hands over Illumi's body. He slowly undoes the man's pants, easily sliding them off along with Illumi's underwear. “So good for me, such a good boy.”

When he says those last two words, Illumi's cock twitches helplessly. The man groans, his face starting to blush. Hisoka blinks a bit in surprise and flushes red himself. 

Usually when they have sex, Illumi is quiet. He never makes any noises or shows any signs of pleasure. The most Hisoka has ever gotten out of him is a small sigh or a little gasp on those rare days Illumi ends up cumming. 

But now? Well now he's freely being vocal without any work needed to be put into it. Fuck, Hisoka should’ve done this years ago. 

“I’m going to ride you, and you're going to cum in me. Okay?” Hisoka's already taking off his own pants, suddenly even more horny than he was before. Illumi just nods slightly, watching Hisoka wantingly. His eyes hold so much emotion when they are like this, it's not fair!

Hisoka takes the lube he hides downstairs just in case any moments like this come up and rubs it onto Illumi's cock. The second his hand touches the other man, Illumi gasps and moans breathlessly. Hisoka pauses a bit confused, before he remembers one of his commands. Whenever he touches Illumi while in this state, his touch is extremely sensitive. 

An evil smirk forms on Hisoka's face as he starts jacking Illumi off. He uses his other hand to trace all over Illumi's body. The poor Zoldyck under him is shifting and gasping with every movement of Hisoka's hands. Before Hisoka can even predict it happening, Illumi cums with a pitiful whine. 

And all Hisoka can do is laugh. Laugh at the fact that he was able to get Illumi fucking Zoldyck to cum so easily!! And whine like a bitch in heat while doing so!! 

He kisses Illumi’s collarbone, whispering “Again.”

This was a command he made just in case Illumi happened to finish too early. Within seconds, Illumi's cock is full again and already leaking. Illumi whines and squirms a bit, most likely the overstimulation feeling torturous. But he also moans happily, his chest moving up and down rapidly with his panting. 

Hisoka wastes no more time as he quickly preps himself and slides onto Illumi's cock. Hisoka groans happily, Illumi never fails to fill him up perfectly. Fuck, he always feels so good, stretching him just right every time. 

“Y-yes! That’s it, so good for me!!!”

Illumi moans and weakly bucks his hips up. Hisoka chuckles a bit and kisses Illumi on the lips. 

“You're so desperate aren't you? Look at you, you look like a mess. F-fuck, you look so ruined already!!”

Hisoka starts moving, simply going up and down. With every movement down he does, Illumi's hips twitch upwards to meet him. Hisoka moans happily, picking up his pace. He can hear Illumi’s little huff like moans. They come out in rhythm with him as little “ha’s” every time Hisoka goes back down on him. Hisoka loves how lost Illumi looks already, but he knows he can do better. He knows he still has a command he hasn’t tested yet. 

“Cum.” 

The command is simple. And it works perfectly. Illumi's hips jolt upwards and his eyes squeeze shut as he cums inside of Hisoka with a strained moan. Hisoka enjoys the feeling, continuing to fuck himself through it. As soon as Illumi's body relaxes and his orgasm is done, Hisoka kisses his collar bone and commands him “Again.”

Illumi cries out in pleasure, his body shaking as his cock gets stiff yet again. Hisoka watches in fascination, moving his hand to his own cock. He jacks himself off on time with his own movements, moaning with each motion he does. He closes his eyes and takes in the sensations, enjoying every second of it all.

That's when he hears a noise, a pleading cry of pleasure. He quickly opens his eyes and looks down to see Illumi. Small tears gather in Illumi’s beautiful black eyes and roll down his face as he moans out desperately. 

“P-please H-Hisoka-!!”

Hisoka arches his back and grinds down on Illumi's cock, cumming all over the other's chest. He continues to grind down with Illumi in him until he fully rides out all of his pleasure. When his breaths slow down, he slowly gets off of Illumi. Illumi's poor hips buck up slightly and the man whimpers, missing the pleasure he had just seconds ago. 

Hisoka lovingly kisses Illumi before standing a step or two away from him. “Cum.”

Hisoka gets to watch the show. He watches as Illumi's already spent body spurts out just the smallest bit of what he has left. His thighs jump and shake and his back arches beautifully. His eyes close tightly as more tears drip down his face. When Illumi’s body finally relaxes, he goes completely limp. Hisoka soothingly runs a hand through his hair, wiping his tears away. 

“Dont cry, shush, it's okay. You did so good, you did so so good for me. I'm so proud, you did amazing.”

Slowly Illumi calms down and his breaths even out. His wide, pleasured hazed eyes reopen and stare directly into Hisoka's soul. Hisoka smiles in return, but it’s not one of comfort. It’s a satisfied smile, because this confirms that he is able to do whatever the hell he wants to when Illumi is down! It proves that the commands work better than he could’ve ever imagined!! 

Hisoka lovingly kisses Illumi, which the Zoldyck immediately returns. As soon as the kiss ends, Hisoka says “Down” and snaps his fingers three times. Illumi’s eyes immediately lose all thought as the man sinks further into his trance. 

Hisoka pushes down his giddiness as he watches how fast Illumi goes down. He wants to add just a few more commands. Just a few more things to further wreck Illumi for next time.

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Illumi feels a little bad sometimes. Hisoka being the horny bastard he is constantly wants attention from Illumi. But the Zoldyck can only give Hisoka so much. The reason? Illumi doesn't feel pleasure. In fact, he never really has before.  It's not that he can't get hard. His body naturally and easily does that, especially when Hisoka is teasing and touching him. But Illumi never feels genuine pleasure. The most that will happen is he orgasms, but he never moans when it happens. There is no tingling feeling that Hisoka describes, no little butterflies in his stomach. Illumi has just accepted it by now, but Hisoka hasn't. He still tries everything he can to get Illumi to feel any type of pleasure. Watching how hard the man tries makes Illumi feel a little bad. 

It's not like he wanted to never feel the pleasure everyone else talks about. It's not like he chose this for himself. But at the same time, it is his life. There's nothing anyone can do about it, despite what Hisoka thinks. 

Illumi hangs up his coat and slips off his shoes. He loudly closes the door, knowing the noise will alert Hisoka that he's home. Hisoka had told him to come over tonight and to make his travels over quick. Most likely to have sex. Illumi doesn't mind. In fact, he enjoys watching Hisoka feel so much pleasure during sex, even if he can't himself. 

Illumi frowns at the lack of a redhead running over to the door and kissing him in all places he can reach. Right before he calls out for Hisoka, he hears a ragefilled noise from their bedroom. Following the noise is the sound of wood splintering and breaking. 

Illumi rushes over, now slightly concerned. When he opens the door, he is greeted with quite the opposite of the sexy sight he assumed he would be getting. Instead of Hisoka laying on the bed or dressed in a seductive outfit, the redhead is in a simple t-shirt and sweatpants. He is standing in the middle of the room, looking pissed as hell. The chair he just broke lies in front of him, nothing but shattered wood in a pile. 

Illumi takes a step towards him. “Hisoka.”

Hisoka flinches and backs away from Illumi. Then another noise of anger comes from him as he grabs onto his hair and pulls. His eyes are tightly closed and his body seems to be shaking. 

Illumi keeps walking towards him. Something is definitely wrong. 

Hisoka notices and just starts laughing. It's his manic laugh, one he usually only does when he's fighting. 

“Illumi!!!”

Illumi stops moving closer to Hisoka. 

“ . . . what's wrong.”

Hisoka just laughs harder, but this time a sob leaves him as well. Then another sob. 

“Shit!! Make it stop!! Illumi, make the fucking thoughts stop. Make the memories, t-the memories! Make them go away!!!”

Hisoka suddenly drops to the ground, his knees painfully hitting the hardwood. He pulls on his hair harder, mixing his laughs with cries. 

“MAKE THEM STOP. FUCK ME. FUCK ME ILLUMI AND MAKE THE VOICES STOP.”

So that's what this is about. 

Sighing, Illumi goes up to him. It's not the first time Hisoka has had an episode similar to this. However, this is the first time Illumi has ever seen it get this bad. Usually Hisoka just tells him to fuck him and make the voices stop, but it’s typicallya  simple request. An ask with just a hint of anger and desperation behind it. Usually Hisoka is just a bit stressed. He tends to go up to Illumi, asking him to fuck him so that the thoughts will go away. At worst Hisoka pulled at his hair a bit. But nothing like . . . this. It's never been to this level before. 

In fact, a lesser version of what is happening now happens just about every other month. Illumi usually helps him by doing what he wants, and Hisoka forgets all about whatever usually bothers him. Illumi asked him about it once, but Hisoka just shrugged it off. He said sex helps him forget, but nothing more. Illumi didn't push, cause there was really no need to. He just stays quiet and agrees to pleasure the man whenever he asks for it, manic or not. 

Who is Illumi to deny him of what he wants? Of what he needs. 

Illumi puts a finger under Hisoka's chin and forces his head up. Hisoka's eyes flutter open, golden and swirling with a turmoil of emotions. 

“I’ll fuck you. How do you want it today?”

Hisoka's whole body relaxes at hearing this. His eyes widen and small tears form in them. Illumi holds back a small surprised noise. He's never once seen Hisoka cry. Ever. In fact, he now doesn't know if he wants tears to dry up or fall. 

Hisoka takes in a shaky breath and spreads his legs open. “Please- . . . make them go away. Fuck me Illumi, please-!!”

Illumi decides he wants to see Hisoka cry. Something in his gut twists happily at the idea, at the fact that he would be one of the extremely few people to see Hisoka cry and then fuck him. Maybe even be the only one to do so. 

So Illumi moves his hand to Hisoka's throat, lightly choking him. He then pins Hisoka down onto the floor by his throat. He knows how he slammed Hisoka's head onto the ground had to have hurt, he just hopes it's enough to make those tears fall. 

Unluckily for Illumi, Hisoka gasps and happily moans. No tears rolled down his face, but why would they? Hisoka loves being choked and hurt, it wouldn't make him cry. It just further pleasures him. 

Illumi huffs quietly.

Illumi quickly rips off Hisoka's clothes and takes off his own. Both of them are already hard, in fact Hisoka is already leaking a bit of precum. 

“Do you need any prep?”

“No!! Just do it, fuck me!! Make me stop thinking-!! Please-!!!” 

Illumi decides to not move. He just watches Hisoka. If he wants to make Hisoka cry, maybe he just has to stay still and not give him any pleasure. It's a perfect plan!

And it works like a charm. 

Hisoka starts squirming a bit, his breathing picking up quickly. 

“Please!! I fucking need the thoughts to stop!!! DAMNIT!!! FUCK ME ILLUMI-!!! PLEASE-!!!”

Illumi does nothing. He takes his hands completely off of Hisoka, simply sitting in between his open legs. Hisoka sobs out a cry of frustration as he lifts his hips a bit. 

“Illumi!! Please!!! Or just touch me!!! Do something!! Anything-!!!!”

Illumi watches as Hisoka's eyes become watery once again. The longer Illumi silently sits there and watches, the more upset Hisoka becomes. Until finally, tears fall from his eyes. 

Hisoka stops moving and trying to get Illumi to do something. Instead just starts crying. It's a quiet cry, one he so desperately tries to suppress. But he can't stop the tears freely falling, the slight redness to his face, and the small gasps of air as he cries. 

Illumi watches in awe. His hand lightly touches Hisoka's upper thigh, making the man beg louder and cry more. 

That's when Illumi feels it. A building heat in his core, slowly spreading through his system. A small almost indescribable feeling that he’s never felt before.

His cock twitches a bit and he holds back a moan.

Hisoka blinks, wide helpless eyes staring up at Illumi.

“. . . Did you just moan?"

Illumi says nothing as he spreads Hisoka's legs further and thrusts two fingers into him. Hisoka immediately melts, moaning out happily. But he also frowns in frustration. 

“Illu-!! I said I don’t need prep!! Fuck me!!”

“Keep looking at me.”

Hisoka immediately moves his line of sight to Illumi. His golden eyes look so powerless. It makes that feeling in Illumi grow stronger. 

Illumi curls his fingers and adds a third, much to Hisoka's frustration. The redhead whines and pushes back against the fingers, trying to get them to reach places only Illumi's cock can. Illumi pays it no mind as he tries to figure out why the feeling is slowly fading. He wants to feel that building heat and twist in his stomach, the small fever that makes him want to let out little noises. But it's slowly fading away . . .

Illumi takes his fingers out of Hisoka, going back to not touching the man. Hisoka growls a bit, cussing Illumi out. But Illumi pays no mind, all he cares about are those divine tears falling down Hisoka's face once again. The feeling earlier hits Illumi harder than it did the last time, a wave of mouth watering pleasure flooding through him. 

Illumi gasps quietly and involuntarily lets out a small noise. He repins down Hisoka, his hair flowing around the two of their faces and enclosing them in an inky dark curtain. 

He lines himself up and pushes his cock into Hisoka, making the other cry out in joy. Illumi watches more intensely, now focused just on Hisoka's face. 

“Keep crying.”

Hisoka lets out a confused whimper. “Illu I can't just keep crying-! I don't know how to do that!”

Illumi huffs. 

He can't call Hisoka a slut or whore, the man would just get off from it. He also can't try and praise him, cause the man would probably cum on the spot. He can't hurt him, Hisoka likes it too much. But he also can't just leave him alone and not touch him, Illumi himself is too impatient for that. Especially now that Hisoka's tight heat is surrounding him, and Illumi is actually enjoying the feeling more than he ever has in the past. 

So Illumi tries the only thing he can think of. Even though he knows nothing of the memories Hisoka tries desperately to escape from, he knows they exist. And that's all the information he needs. 

“They are right, you know.”

Hisoka stills suddenly. “Huh?”

“The voices, the memories. They are right.” Illumi states it with such certainty and no emotions. He states it as fact. 

Hisoka's breath picks up slightly, his eyes shutting tight as he holds back tears. “Shut up.”

Illumi finally starts moving, thrusting into Hisoka with a steady pace. The redhead chokes out a moan, eyes reopening. 

“You can’t get away from them, even with me fucking you. They are still in your head. Your one way of escaping will never work again.” 

Illumi's words do the trick immediately. Hisoka's body shakes slightly as tears freely flow. His face heats up even more, an intoxicating blush filling it. His pleas are full of stutters and cracks as he gasps out little sobs. 

Illumi breathlessly groans. “Fuck, holy shit.”

Illumi speeds up his thrusts, now feeling that pleasure with every movement. It’s unlike anything he’s ever encountered. It’s different. Better. 

Hisoka cries out a moan, his teary eyes fluttering. He keens when Illumi cups his cock and starts jacking him off in time with the quickening thrusts. Hisoka's tears slowly fade as he goes back to enjoying the pleasure of the moment. 

But his small quivers, deep blush, and wide eyes don't go away. On top of it all is the remains of his thick mascara and eyeliner. Both have completely melted down his face by now, leaving the tracks of his tears clearly visible. 

When Illumi thrusts into his spot, Hisoka arches his back a bit and cums immediately. However, instead of stopping, Illumi continues. Usually he gives Hisoka at least a little bit to recover, but not today. Not when he's feeling actual pleasure himself.

Especially not when small tears of overstimulation cloud Hisoka's eyes. 

Illumi ruthlessly continues to hit Hisoka's spot and jack him off, wanting to overwhelm Hisoka as much as possible. 

It works like a charm. 

Hisoka lets out pitiful moans with every breath, his body desperately trying to process the pleasure. He doesn't fight against it, but instead starts begging for more. His voice is high pitched and scratchy as he calls out for Illumi to not stop. Moaning and writhing below Illumi, babbling about how good it all is. About how much more he needs. 

But Illumi doesn't listen to a word. All of it goes in one ear and out the other. He's too focused on himself. His mind is hazed with an electrifying feeling as a small pressure is building up in him. He's felt this pressure before, it's something he feels every time he has sex with Hisoka. It means his body is about to have an orgasm. However, this time it's so much different than it's been before. This time it's addictive. Shattering. 

Illumi’s so caught up in how he feels that he barely even notices when Hisoka cums for the second time. The only reason he realizes it happens is because of the added wetness to his hand jacking Hisoka off. Hisoka's cock also goes soft this time, but Illumi doesn't care. He just takes his hand off of Hisoka's cock and instead focuses purely on his own pleasure.

He uses a hand to push Hisoka's body more flat on the ground, using Hisoka's body as he chases that newfound pleasure. 

It only takes a few more thrusts before Illumi cums. 

He gasps and lets out a low moan. Euphoric waves make him feel like he's flying and falling at the same time, sparking little tingles of feeling all throughout his being. His body pulses slightly as the pleasure continues to hit him. He can't do anything but close his eyes and enjoy the moment, which happens to leave him quicker than he had wanted. 

Once Illumi finishes, he pulls out of Hisoka. Illumi's breath is coming out with the smallest bits of panting, his mind and body numbly in elation. He watches Hisoka, the redhead shivering in painful overstimulation. It looks like sometime during it all he came for the third time. He looks ruined, like a complete mess. 

It brings a bit of pride to Illumi. 

Hisoka shakily talks, his voice scratchy and weak. “Thank you, god I needed that.”

“I can tell.”

Hisoka whines a bit as he tries to get up, but is clearly feeling too weak to be able to. Illumi helps him to sit up, letting Hisoka lean onto his shoulders. 

“Lumi, what happened? You moaned, I've never heard you moan before.”

Illumi lightly runs a hand through Hisoka's hair. The redhead melts into Illumi’s touch, practically purring. 

“I felt it. The thing you talk about.”

“Oh yeah? Was it something I did?!? Or did you dabble in some kind of substance before coming over?”

Illumi rolls his eyes. “You know the answer to that, the things you take have no effect on me. Now go get cleaned up, you look pathetic and disgusting."

Hisoka hums happily. “If that's your only request after helping me out so much, then I’ll happily go get washed up!! I mean, damn, you had me cumming three times today!!”

Illumi watches as Hisoka struggles to stand up and stumbles over to the bathroom. Illumi continues to sit on the floor, mind and body still reeling from the feeling earlier. 

“Also, Hisoka, you are going to be paying for that chair you broke. It was mine.”

An annoyed groan comes from the bathroom. “Shit, did I break something?? Is that what the wood on the floor is? Fine, I'll buy you a new one tomorrow. It probably- holy shit! Did I cry?! My mascara is like all over my face!!

Hisoka pops out of the bathroom, leaning on the doorframe as he wipes his body down with a washcloth. 

“How bad was my episode today? I know it had to have been worse than in the past, I called you when I was already past my mental limit. I don't really remember anything before my first orgasm either.”

Illumi blinks and stands up to get cleaned up himself. 

“It wasn't bad. In fact, I almost wanted it to be worse.”

Hisoka looks confused and chuckles awkwardly. “You wanted it to be worse? Huh, that's the first time you've said that . . .”

Illumi frowns. “Dont take it personal. I just want to see you cry more often.”

Hisoka softly smiles at Illumi. “Yeah? I can do that!”

Illumi can't help the small bubble of excitement that twists in his stomach. He pushes it down and pushes past Hisoka to get to the shower. 

“I have a mission tomorrow and will be back in two days. Don’t have another manic episode, I won’t be able to come help you. When I come back, you will cry again for me.”

Hisoka just beams happily. “Love you too Lumi~!!”

Chapter Text

Leorio jumps at the front door slamming open and closed. Loudly his roommate stumbles inside. Leorio sighs but keeps his eyes on the tv, Gordon Ramsey having his full attention. 

“You’re back pretty late Peeks. Did you have fun?”

A giggle makes Leorio mute the tv and whip his head over with worry. Kurapika almost trips, doesn't, and then giggles again. His face is flushed with a blushing pink and his eyes are kind of out of it. A mix between a hiccup and a cough leaves him, making Kurapika cringe slightly. 

“Oh god, I think I'm drunk!! Oh!! Wait!! I'm drunk!! Ha!!!”

Leorio watches in horror as his roommate, and long term crush of three years, stumbles over to their common room couch. In all of his years knowing the blond, he's never once seen him smile so freely. He's also never heard him laugh this genuinely. 

Kurapika barely even talks to Leorio. He just locks himself up in his room and studies. On rare occasions he will come out and watch a movie with Leorio or make himself food instead of doordashing. But for the most part, he stays locked up. 

And here he is, a giggling chattery mess right next to Leorio. 

Kurapika fumbles on the couch and then slides off of it. He sits on the floor, his back being supported by the couch. 

“Leeeooorrriioooo!! Have you ever seen me drunk before?? I haven’t drunken so many shots since, uhhh, shit since highschool!! Wait, oh my god, you've never seen me drunk!! Ha!! Wait . . . did you drink tonight? You're blushing a bit. Oh my god Leorio, I had like so many shots!!!”

Leorio tries not to look at those wide eyes, staring up at him from the floor. 

“Kurapika . . . here, let me get you some water.” 

Leorio quickly gets up and gets a cool glass of water for the blond. While in the kitchen, he starts cursing himself. He needs to pull it together and get his head out of the gutter. His friend is drunk off his ass and he needs to help him. Especially as his roommate. 

But . . . Kurapika looks so good down on the floor . . . looking up at Leorio with such wide wandering eyes . . . 

Fuck. No!!! He needs to get it together!!!

Leorio takes a deep breath, grabs the water, and heads back to the common room. Kurapika is still sitting on the floor, but now his shoes and shirt are off. Leorio adverts his eyes away from the blond’s body, but he is not successful in the slightest. Especially when he catches sight of the speckles of freckles that are scattered all over him. They look like stars, so pretty dusting Kurapika’s skin. 

And then there is the man's pink nipples that stand out in the mists of the freckles. They are just slightly perked up, catching Leorio's attention against his will. That’s when Leorio’s eyes trail down even more. He sees Kurapika’s pants that are sitting a little lower than usual, hugging his hips and ass perfectly like they always do. Leorio can see the start of the band of Kurapika’s boxers peaking above his pant’s waistline. 

“Leorio!! Your back!! You left? Oh!! I took my shirt off!!!”

Leorio sits down on the couch again. He hands Kurapika the water. “I can see.”

Kurapika holds the water and laughs a little. He hands it back to Leorio. “Feed me!! Wait, that's not food . . .“

Kurapika’s brows furrow with confusion before he shrugs and laughs again. 

“Drink me!! Give me the water!!! Feed me the water? Yeah!! Do that!! Do you have any whiskey? Oh, I could go for whiskey right now-”

Leorio shakily exhales, trying to push past his racing thoughts. It's weird to hear Kurapika talk this much, even weirder to hear him laugh while doing so. And the most weird thing is hearing him say Leorio's name so happily. But Leorio is a good friend, so he lightly puts the brim of the cup on Kurapika's lips and tilts it slightly. The blond drinks a few sips before pulling away, making Leorio struggle to not spill the water on him. Leorio puts the cup on the side table and tries his damned best to ignore the growing bulge in his pants. 

“Okay, you ready for bed Kurapika? How do you feel?”

Kuraika pauses and thinks. His eyes scan around the room before they look at Leorio's crotch. Then he looks up and meets Leorio's eyes. “How do I feel? I feel horny. Ha!! Get it?? I feel horny!”

Leorio chokes on air, immediately coughing in response. There's no way Kurapika just said that . . . there's absolutely no way . . . he must be hearing things!! 

“Okay, you're so funny. I misheard you and thought you said-”

Kurapika crawls, CRAWLS, over to be in front of Leorio's closed legs. He laughs a bit and puts his hands on Leorio's knees. 

“I said I’m horny. I think it's kind of funny!! I’m so drunk that I'm horny! And now I’m shirtless and on my knees!”

Leorio watches with his eyes wide and his heart pounding. His cock is now fully hard, how could it not be?!? He awkwardly forces out a chuckle. “Yeah, so funny. Come on, let's get you to bed Kurapika.”

Kurpika frowns. “No. I'm not tired. Im horny. I already told you so!!”

“Right, and I hear you. But you need to go to bed.”

Kurapika tilts his head a little bit. “But why? I'm horny and you're hard.”

Leorio flushes a bright red as he immediately puts his hands over his crotch to hide the obvious bulge. Fuck. He didn’t think Kurapika noticed it!!! 

Suddenly, Kurapika forces Leorio's legs apart. Leorio gasps and moves his hands to cover his blushing face instead. Kurapika just hums happily and moves to be in between Leorio's thighs. A warm puff of air is blown onto Leorio's covered crotch, making the man squeak slightly. 

“See? You have a bulge and I’m horny! It’s like it's perfect or something!!”

Leorio shakes his head, still refusing to look down at the blond. “No!! You're drunk!! You don't know what you want!! I don't want to take advantage of you like this!!”

“Hmm, okay. Then you don't have to do anything!!” Kurapika finishes his sentence with a giggle. Leorio feels two hands start to pull down his pj pants.

“Wait!! What do you mean?!?” 

Kurapika shrugs. “What I said. What did I say? Oh!! You don't have to do anything!! Just lay there and take it like a good boy.”

Leorio's whole body trembles at those words. He finally looks down at Kurapika, almost scared to see what's below him. Kurapika is looking up at him with hunger. A deep, needy hunger in those now red eyes. Kurapika’s eyes turning red Leorio has only seen happen when Kurapika is either pissed or reading his romcoms. He has asked the man about it before, and Kurapika just said it happens when he feels strong emotions. But seeing the red glow so close to him, in between his thighs, it takes Leorio's breath away. 

“So? Is that a yes Leorio?” Kurapika's hands lightly graze Leorio's crotch, playfully dancing on top of his boxers. 

Leroio gives in. He whimpers and spreads his legs wider. “Y-yes!!”

“Good.” Kurapika yanks Leorio's boxers down easily, his eyes shining brighter at the sight before him. Leorio whines a bit, resisting the urge to close his legs. Kurapika lets out a small, excited sigh. He quickly pulls his hair back into a small ponytail in one smooth motion. Once he’s done, he puts his soft hands on Leorio’s inner thighs. Kurpaik’s thumbs rub Leorio’s thighs lightly. Leorio’s whole body jolts when soft and warm lips engulf his throbbing cock. 

Leorio is now unable to take his eyes off the wonder between his legs. The blond has his eyes closed, seemingly enjoying every second of mapping out Leorio's cock with his tongue. Leorio's hands slowly inches to Kurapika's hair, wondering if he should take the lead. But Kurapika pops off of him and swats his hand away with a glare. 

“Just lay there!! It's not that hard. Let me have what I want, I’m horny.”

With that, he goes back to sucking Leorio off. Leorio is in a state of shock from Kurapika's response, but doesn't have the time to question it as Kurapika deep throats him. Leorio moans out, his hips moving slightly. The blond grumbles, forcing Leorio's hips down with his hands. Leorio's hips don't resist, his body doing whatever Kurapika wants. 

Kurapika hums in satisfaction, the vibrations sending Leorio into a frenzy. He moans out needily, already begging Kurapika for more and to go faster. But the blond doesn't listen to him in the slightest, taking everything at his own speed and exactly how he wants to. 

Leorio can’t help but find Kurapika's dominance hot as fuck. The idea of the blond just using Leorio however he wants and whenever he wants, and Leorio being too infatuated with him to do anything against it. Being so desperate for anything from the blond that he agrees without thinking over it. 

Leorio feels a deeper pleasure build up in him when Kurapika’s beautiful eyes flutter open and look up at him. They burn an intoxicating red that creates a heat at Leorio’s core. 

Without any warning to himself or Kurapika, Leorio suddenly cums. His hips buck against Kurapika's hands as his thighs shake slightly. His moans echo around the room, accompanied with the sinful noises Kurapika makes while swallowing every drop. When Leorio feels small tears of painful overstimulation start to form in his eyes, Kurapika pops off of his softened cock. 

The blond's eyes are blown so wide, now only showing a small ring of red. He licks his lips, and then laughs a bit. 

“I liked that, that was good. I liked that. I'm tired, I'm going to bed.”

Kurapika stands up and grabs the cup of water. He taps it on the counter before downing it like a shot. He then heads to his bedroom. He stumbles over one of his shoes he tossed across the room earlier and kicks it, muttering about how drunk he is. 

Meanwhile, Leorio just sits there on the couch in shock, cock out and legs spread. His body moves with every heavy breath he lets out, still recovering from cumming so quickly and with such intensity. He glances at the cooking show that's still on the tv as his brian tries to catch up with what the hell just happened.