POWERFUL ➴ Hisoka x Reader

VI. Wait- What? !Female Version

<The next chapter will be the same as this one you'll just have a male physique. Feel free to skip this one if your Y/N has a cock.>

He obviously had more things to say than I did. How could I play this game to win? Why was this incredibly thrilling? Oh... What a good clown could do to cheer one up! "But wouldn't it be better to simply ask what we wish to know and pay for the answer as the other says it?"

"Hmmm...~♠" His golden eyes narrowed, inspecting my face for a few seconds before rolling his eyes. "No. A good pet knows what their master wants without being told to do so."

"That's... an odd logic to apply given our circumstances." My eyebrows were up, and I took a few steps forward, straddling him on his armchair. "Which one of us is the master?" I whispered next to his ear as I nibbled his lobe. "You..." My hips rolled against his growing erection once, "or me?"

His large hands landed by my hips, fingers digging into the shirt I was wearing. "Isn't figuring that out half the fun, little lamb?"

"It sure is. I can see that aura of yours, the leash was a nice touch." My hand cupped his cheek, and I smudged the tear shape symbol with my thumb, the teal colour of the makeup staining it.

His smirk grew wicked, and I painted his pale lips teal with my thumb. "How will I know which information is more valuable?"

His fingers slid upwards on my sides and I shivered. "You're finding too many flaws in a game I devised without a thought." His thumbs slid under my breasts on each side and his hands closed around them, in a single soft squeeze.

I gripped his shoulders for stability as his hands continued their roaming, now sliding over my back and down towards my arse. Slowly, so slowly, his nails scraped over my skin, tempting me to ask for more as I shivered.

Thinking this would be a chance of a lifetime and that I should make the most of it, I pushed my fingers into his bright pink hair. It wasn't always one found a dangerously hot and deviant man to fuck the writer's block out of them.

His hair was rough and immoveable, for a single second, and then it was falling down, soft locks with a slight curl at the end over my fingers, covering his forehead. It was as if he had finally flicked the gravity button on. It framed his face perfectly...

His hands finally reached my ass, and squeezed it roughly as I said, "You know, I'm starting to think-". He rolled his hips against mine, and I felt the folds of my trousers rub just the right spot. I swallowed as my breathing sped up and his eerily glowing yellow eyes tracked the movement of my throat with delight.

"I think that you might actually be quite handsome..." His lips trailed my throat lightly, nipping and kissing softly, "Your body is hot, and your face and hair might match it..." Seemingly pleased by the words that left my mouth, he started to suck and bite my neck... I felt myself clench at the thought of the mark of his teeth lasting days over my skin. "iF- if only they weren't styled so gawkily... so clownish-" Gosh, was his teal face paint all over my neck now?

"Well, you truly are delivering... That's two things to reward you for ♥ ~" His hands tightened their hold on my ass as he pushed himself off the armchair he was seating on, hauling me with him. My arms crossed behind his neck instinctively and once my legs left the comfort of the armchair they closed around his torso.

Hisoka continued his frenetic kissing and nibbling of my neck, and I pressed my body to his as much as I could. He walked us to the bed and sat on the edge of it as his kisses reached my jaw and our lips connected.

His hands left my ass, one moved to the hem of my shirt and pulled it off me with ease, as the other unhooked my bra. He single-handedly unbuttoned my trousers with ease, and I felt the wetness of my panties as our hips buckled against each other at increasing speed.