escapism

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Hisoka is not a manipulator (not a nen one at least), then why does it feel like he is controling my thoughts?", the anxiety illumi felt was unfamiliar, which made the feeling even more crippling. He's so used to being in control, to spreading fear and being the one on top – hisoka's very existence in his life threatened that, from the moment they first met. it was clear from the start that they were about equal strength, and that the magician was not one bit intimidated, in fact, he made an effort to get closer to illumi, until the assassin finally caved and agreed to work with him.
– illumi felt the familiar poke again – he didn't notice he was oozing bloodlust filled aura, but the furniture in the room was shaking – "illu, are you trying to seduce me?" hisoka's sleepy voice broke through the silence and illumi quickly stopped releasing his aura "it was unintentional" he replied briefly, his face still snug between hisoka's pecs, and covered by his long black hair "well too bad, because it worked fufufu" hisoka chuckled and placed a big palm on illumi's head, he could feel the magician's cock throbbing against his body, filling up with blood, getting bigger and harder "I'm probably stressing over nothing" illumi thought and turned his face towards hisoka's , and leaned into a kiss. the magician reciprocated immediately and grabbed illumi's waist with one hand, and the other held his head, long fingers laced in his damp hair. Illumi could taste a faint taste of blood – hisoka had a tendency of using his teeth when he got excited, illumi didn't mind, as it didn't actually hurt, and the taste of blood was quite the turn on.
illumi grabbed hisoka's jaw and pinned him to the bed, while sitting on top, knees hugging the magician's waist. "oh I want you to fuck me so bad illu" hisoka licked his upper lip and stretched his broad shoulders, while his golden eyes glimmering through red strands of hair, staring straight at illumi like a predator focusing on its prey. Illumi tucked a strand of long black hair behind his ear as hisoka untied his yukata, exposing his chest and arms "so pretty... ♥"
hisoka called illumi pretty on a regular basis. Sometimes even in the middle of a mission, but it still made the assassin squirm with unease, he wasn't pretty. His looks were a constant reminder from the day he was born that he will never be a worthy successor to the zoldyck family, he despised it.

"I know you don't think so, but you are" hisoka spoke in a serious tone and grabbed illumi's thin waist in both arms "just shut up" illumi uttered and sent one hand behind his back, to grab onto hisoka's cock – the magician arched his back and released a loud moan. "Will you behave?" illumi's demeanor has suddenly changed, his dark eyes narrowed, a look that would send chills down any normal person's spine. He let out bursts of dark purple aura, this time with full intent, and tightened his hold around hisoka's dick, his fingers getting wet with the precum running down it's shaft, as the blood circulation is nearly stopped by his hand. "ye – yes" hisoka managed to answer through pursed lips, his eyes rolled backwards and his hands holding illumi tight, long sharp nails digging into illumi's pale skin. "good"
the assassin let go of hisoka's dick and grabbed his wrists, carefully sticking a long golden pin in each, letting the magician's arms drop like dead weight to his sides – as a suffocating wave of pink aura hit him - "you're getting me all excited illu" he moaned, while unable to move his arms.
illumi replied with a wicked smile stretched on his usually blank face, he lifted one knee above hisoka's abs, and sat next to him on the bed "can't let you have too much fun though" he continued and grabbed hisoka's yearning cock - and slowly pushed another long pin through his delicate orifice. The golden pin slid in with ease, filling him up. a shiny golden ball now poked from the magician's top "I decide when you cum".
he coldly glanced at hisoka, to see him huffing, with teary eyes. for a glimpse of a second illumi was worried that he might be going too far, but the thought was quick to die when the magician let out a loud moan and a "fuck", and tilted his head back, red locks hanging around his face. Illumi quite enjoyed hurting others, so hisoka letting him do as he pleases was like a wet dream.
The magician spread his massive, pale yet defined thighs wide apart, his tower of a cock laying in his lap, throbbing with a golden crown. The sight was so welcoming that illumi lost his focus for a second, the thought "he's so hot" filling his head. The assassin had to turn aside momentarily, as he felt the stupid blush running up his face again. "I'm a professional. Why do I get so phased by this clown?!" the thought made him angry and confused and he rather shut it down. While angry, he positioned himself quickly behind hisoka, and mindlessly thrusted himself inside his loose asshole, letting waves of murderous aura flow uncontrollably from his body.
The room was shaking, the bed made dangerous creaking sounds and dust fell from the ceiling with each powerful thrust. Hisoka's moans filled the room, as he struggled to bite back his already bleeding lips. illumi didn't mind him being loud, the rooms in the mansion were soundproof, he knew. The best way to torture train children is if they know crying and screaming wouldn't help. He dug his fingernails deeper into hisoka's muscular sides as he thought about it, causing the all too attentive red hair to snap of his mindless indulgence. "illu?" he asked in a soft, yet hoarse voice. "fuck" the assassin blurted uncharacteristically and pulled the needle from hisoka's dick in a bat of an eye - A sudden "aghhhhhhh" sound came from hisoka's mouth as semen came squirting in arches out of him. the scene allowed illumi to cum as well, while still inside the magician.
The moment he did so illumi felt a gushing wave of despair and loneliness surrounding him, but no aura was involved. "ha, come, ha , here, llu, ha..." hisoka managed while catching his breath. Illumi tried ignoring his instincts and let himself fall into a sweaty hug, noting that hisoka could use his arms sluggishly, and he should put more aura in the pins next time...

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