hisoka and illumi - Dinner And A Show

#3 hotel room

"So messy" illumi grumped as the two of them entered hisokas room, to the sight of about 5 suits scattered on the floor, including one covered in blood (hisoka had a hard time choosing what to wear this evening).
"My apologies illu" hisoka replied while locking the door behind them. "Whatever. Is this where I sleep?" illumi asked, pointing at the large chocolate color leather sofa "well yeah but we can always share the bed you know –" hisoka hardly finished replying when he noticed illumi was already spread on the couch, eyes closed (spread isn't quite the right word, he looks more like a mummy). Hisoka smirked and sat down at the edge of illumis feet "the only sign of all the drinks we had is the slight blush on illumis cheeks" he thought, knowing he had to use texture surprise on his own face to hide the redness.
"ah, you really are no fun" hisoka sighed as he leaned back in his seat, admiring illumis long hair almost touching the floor.

"you said I can sleep" illumi responded, not bothering to open his eyes.
hisoka smiled bitterly to himself, illumis behavior is no surprise after all. "All right, all right" he said and got up.

Hisoka laid in bed, staring at the dark room, a thin blanket covering his almost naked body (he's wearing a tight pair of black briefs). "what now?" he thought to himself "by the time ill wake up illu wont be here and ill have to wait who knows how long before he would ask for my help again"...
it has hardly been half an hour since they got into the room, but hisoka could tell illumi was fast asleep from his slightly weaker than normal aura.

A few more minutes went by before hisoka got out of the bed and paced towards the sofa, without turning on the lights.

"Its been so long since I got to play with a good opponent"... hisoka thought, biting his lip, while standing above sleeping illumi – "hisoka" illumi's voice suddenly cut the silence "your aura is oozing out" he continued in a monotone voice, it sounded almost like a scolding. "Good. You're up." Hisoka replied, reaching long white fingers towards illumis hair, taking a strand up to his own nose " you smell like wet ground" he continued, while deeply inhaling illumis hair – illumi pulled hisoka towards him so fast hisoka almost tripped "what. are. you. Doing?" he said coldly. They were so close hisoka could feel illumis breath on his face. A wave of fuchsia like aura lit up around hisoka, who was burning with excitement – he then proceeded to attach his lips to illumis neck, disregarding the pin pressing against his own neck, he bit illumis pale nape as he felt a needle going into his skin "not a bad way going down" he thought, drunk (not just) with excitement and fear for his life, but then, he heard the sound of a pin hitting the ground...