Hxh X Reader

Undying

Immortality is characterized by an eternity of mortality.

Tw. Violence, suicide, murder, gore, pact, mention of clinical vampirism (justified), references of human consumption, sexual arousal caused by murder, violence and pain, animalistic behaviour, y a n d e r e (kind of)

(Dark continent immortal reader)
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Your chest pulsated as you grovelled on your knees besides diced corpses.
Your tears were a dichotomy for the laughter you let out, though strangled it may have seemed.

You weren't crying because you regretted your actions, rather your inability to control this delirious anger and thirst or the jealousy sprouted by their deaths.

« I don't know why they showed such throes... I'd cry with happiness if it happened to me... » you muttered in a wheezle.

Your breath came out warm and your half-open eyes might have given the situation another signification were it not for the corpses savagely cut, diced, sliced, and torn lying besides you.

In the vague corridors you could hear the sounds from an upper level of people cheering and an alarm ringing, signaling a win.

« Ah... »
Your eyes rolled back as you moaned softly, trying to come down from the high of the kill.

It had not been a minute before you were interrupted by footsteps ahead of you.

Your mouth hung open as you looked up, like a cat trying to catch the scent of an intruder.
The man walked towards you, an air of surprise faintly written on his sculpted face as he took in the scene with his peripheral vision without leaving your eyes.
Closer... come closer...

Your brain was dizzy with desire, your claws growing bigger as you looked at the eccentric clothes in front of you and the faint smell of blood from the fight he'd been on before carving it's way in your throat and lungs. Saliva pooled on your tongue and you let out a low whiny plea.

« Kill me.
Please kill me.
Cut me up and place me in different boxes.
Crush my heart, step on my brain..!
You must, you simply must! »

You crawled to where he stood and he glared at you with a dejected glare.

« What do I get from killing a perfectly good toy? Your aura...» he let out a low growl like a moan and you raised your blurred eyes at him.

"Hisoka," you groaned
« Let's make a pact then. »

He hummed in a curious but approving tone at your words.

« Whatever you want from me... my aura, my soul, anything... take it. In exchange, I only ask you to dispose of my body. For eternity. »

Your voice was weary, tired as it seemed. Falling to the ground, your eyes did not seem to hold any emotions anymore. All that was left in them was a deep forest colour with a faint yellow mainly characteristic to felines, though you weren't one.

His eyes, gorgeous ambers that they were, reflected your own in almost a similar manner and colour, only he seemed to be better at controlling himself.

"Y/N. Can you control yourself?"

You hummed, inhaling deeply to calm yourself, smelling his faint perfume like a saccharine drug.
"Yeah..." ~~~~ For you.. my saviour..

Your eyes grew darker as your epinephrine dissipated, slowly but surely making you feel conscious of your position at the man's feet.
Your heart beat slower but your mouth still pooled saliva beneath your fangs at the scent of blood.

"Could we.. go somewhere else?" You asked.

Aware that you couldn't possibly leave the corpses there to stink the corridor to his apartment, you continued; "we can.. dump them out the windows and it'll be like a suicide...
ah.. I diced them up didn't I? Damn it" you chuckled, not letting him time to answer any of your questions and suggestions.

"It's the third time already. I'm starting to feel like you do it on purpose."

His tone was sharp and you would've been lying if you said it wasn't at least partially true.

His nails came to graze the bottom of your chin, pushing your head up to look at him as he crouched to your level:
"You're like a little kitty bringing back gifts to her owner, aren't you? That's troublesome.. you know it turns me on when you kill. Especially after a fight."

He sighted when he saw your eyes burning a brighter shade of yellow at his comment, whimpering slightly when he pulled back and got back up. "Leave them here. We can take care of them later."

Your heart swelled up as you rose up, wobbling slightly as you tried rushing to his side, your heart having a hard time flowing your blood from your face to your legs.

He waited on you in an ironically gentlemanly manner, one that could of made you eat him, had you not know who he was.

It would not matter anymore though, for if he dishonoured his word you would drink his blood and eat his flesh— as would he.

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