Magician's Desire (Hisoka X Reader) [NOT FLUFF]

chapter six

After two days without leaving your room, Hisoka began to wonder. Should be have done that to her? He could see the utter fear and pain in her face as he did it, but that was one step closer too submission, right? On the third day, he knocked on your door. Your fear spiked as he opened the door.
He strangely didn't wear a smile. But it appeared when he saw you. You suddenly felt very angry. He had done this to you. He had made you like this. You conceal the bloodlust that flows through you, shaking with fury. Without warning, you lurch at him, screaming.
He catches you however, grabbing your wrist before your fist landed on his face.
"That wasn't very nice." He playfully scolded, dragging you down the hall.
He sat against the wall, pulling you down with him. You stay obediently in his lap, afraid to move as he pondered his thoughts. After a while of silence, you struggle to get up. You stop immediately as Gon and Killua approach. You leaned back into him, relieved that the boys were here.
They would help you.
"Hisoka? Y/n?" Gon questioned, confusion etched in his face.
You open your mouth to speak, but Hisoka clamps a hand over you mouth. Secretly, he presses a card against the soft skin on your side under your shirt. A small cut formed as he presses the card harder into your flesh. You wince, tensing as he talks with the boys, coming up with some smart lie.
You squirm and cry, but the boys were distracted as Hisoka sliced the card deeper and deeper. A single tear falls down your cheek as Killua finally steals a glance at you.
"She's crying." Killua observed, accusation written all over his face.
" Y/n and I are just hanging out. We are best friends! Right, y/n? " he sings, cutting you deeper at the last part.
Sobbing, you nod.
"something's wrong here." Said Gon , studying you.
Not wanting to be cut any deeper, you proved that you were fine by burying your face into Hisoka's chest, clutching the fabric in pain. A wave of disgust washed over you. You hated this.
"We'll talk later I guess. Y/n seems ok... Bye guys!" They walk away, your last source of hope.
Those idiots would fall for anything.
" Please... Stop cutting me. " You whimper into his hand.
He pulls out the card, then immediately holds his hand over the wound, preventing blood leakage. Suddenly, you grab his hand, digging your nails into his flesh. You jump up, a look of pure fury on your face.
"So." You growl with gritted teeth.
" Why'd you do it, huh? I knew you were sick, but I didn't think you'd go this far. It was rape. Rape! Do you understand? Or do I have to shove it through your thick skull?! I am done! If you think I'm ever going to fight you, you are poorly mistaken! You can force me into a ring! You can beat me till I bleed! But I will never fight you! Now how about you go spy on poor Gon and Killua's butts instead of tormenting a woman you've been stalking for months! "
Before Hisoka could register, there was a loud slap as your hand bruised his face. He held a hand up to his face, shocked. You sped out of the door, never wanting to go to Heaven's Arena ever again. But you knew that you would return eventually. Hisoka didn't chase you this time.
His thoughts were of pure euphoria as he thought of the day he would get to fight you. Because it would happen. No matter what you thought about it. It would happen. Hisoka would make sure of it. You can for about two hours before deciding to take a break. You were in a town near York New and stopped at a small cafe just near the border of the city.
You didn't order anything and just sat down, buried in your thoughts. Suddenly, someone sits down across from you. You sit up.
"Leoreo? Oh my goodness, I haven't seen you in forever!" You squeal.
He smiles warmly at you.
" it's nice to see you again, y/n. I've missed you, Killua and Gon. So! What's going on with you? You look terrible. "