🥀Ebony Rosefall🥀 ||HxH|| ||Hisoillu fanfic||

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The icy wind blew south, lowering the temperature steeply in The Kukuroo Mountains. Illumi's hair went along with the wind as he posed one knee, overlooking his mansion past the large gates beneath.

The cold never seemed to trouble his mind, he was used to it, but a particular detail about this night sent the slightest flick of unease through his body. A blue moon. He had never experienced such a night in his lifetime, and was vaguely thrilled at the wonders or dangers that would approach in this scenario.

He stood tall, his head slowly switched sides as he took in his surroundings. The dark haired man folded his arms as he let a breath that he had not known he'd been holding, be released. This wasn't like him to be so paranoid. He had a hard exterior, always, but for a little while, he had felt something.

"Oh Illumi dear~♡"

Two large hands slithered their way around the ebony haired male's slender waist, as he was soon greeted by the familiar pink head's warm breath serenading his neck. He couldn't help but to cringe at the sudden change of temperature.

"Why are you here."

"Oh? Why can't I visit my precious little Illu~♡?"

"I despise that name, Hisoka."

The red head chuckled as he buried his face deeper into the crook of Illumi's neck, savoring the cold, icy aura that emitted from his nodes.

Despite being uncomfortable, Illumi didn't refuse, he didn't push Hisoka away like he used to. Their relationship had changed drastically since their time during his last analogue night.

-The analogue night, for context, is the night that occurs every year in the Zoldyck Family tradition. It is the night in which every hour, shown on the analogue clock, one to twelve, would gradually increase in danger levels. Each of the Zoldyck children would be barred from entering the premises of their house for exactly twelve hours.

The children would all set out at exactly at twelve noon, with no time to prepare for what was to come. Illumi's lucky number seven was a battle with Hisoka himself. They fought mercilessly for a little under five hours, leading up to having the night end, and the match postponed until Illumi felt like it. -

Illumi continued to pierce his stare into the mountains, when he felt a sting on his shoulder, followed by a small, soft trickling feeling.

"Why did you do that?"

"What do you-"

"Are you some sort of mosquito?"

Hisoka snickered softly,

"I've already said your blood was quite sweet for such a bitter person~"

He purred slightly, sinking his teeth a bit deeper into Illumi, who hadn't even flinched.

"I admire your abstinence..but I would love to hear you again, Illu.."

"Shut up."

The red head chuckled at his pale apprentice's remark as he groaned in pleasure..

"All it takes is you to get my gears turning Lulu~♡"

"How many things must you call me? Refer to me as my correct-"

Illumi was soon silenced, feeling Hisoka's boner pressed against his ass as he licked the blood off Illumi's neck.

"Mm..Oh my.. feel what you've caused?♡~"

The red head moaned into his ear,

"I will not tend to your needs."

"But you would in-"

"I was under an unknown influence. You of all should know that."

Illumi turned his head slightly to look the clown in the eyes, affirming his statement.

"Well..wouldn't you like to feel for yourself this time? On your own.."

The man hummed seductively, emphasizing the fact Illumi would agree on his own accord.

"..."