Bookworm [Discontinued]

A helping hand

You walk out of the waiting room, bidding farewell and saying your apologies to the Prince.

As he was brought away by the ambulance.

You're in your normal clothes and you're on your way back to your room in order to heal your wounds so you can finally go home. There was one problem though:

Eyes on your un-laced shoes, you ponder on when the hell you're going to get down and tie them.

'just tie them already'

'i can't it's embarrassing.'

'what's so embarrassing about tying your shoes?? No one would want to stare at your back (Y/n) honestly.'

'but what if...okay.'

You mentally sigh deeply to yourself and crouch down, and at that a time bomb starts ticking down in your head and you panic. Frantically tying your shoes with shaky hands.

"And you said you weren't a very good fighter~" you hear from behind, his sharp voice cutting through your thoughts, making you freeze up.

You swallow hard, too afraid to even turn around and look at him. You can feel his aura from behind you, and it was over-flowing with bloodlust.

"Huh?" You say, pretending not to know as you turned around with a seemingly confused face.

A stupid move on your part.

An amusing one on his.

"Don't play dumb my dear~ I saw your fight, we all did." He says in low octave voice, you slowly rise up. You open your mouth to explain.

"I--"

You then felt your back slam against the wall, you look to Hisoka with shocked and confused eyes. He had your hands under his firm grasp over your head.

"You looked so delicious, during that fight~" he cooed out, his hot breath fanning the tip of your nose.

"Although I couldn't see your face, the determined aura around you says it all..."

Hisoka leans his face towards you, licking his lips. "I'm afraid after putting on that show, I can't just let you out my sight ever again~" he continues, his grip on your hands becoming tighter, pressing his hips into yours; allowing you to feel his hard member through his pants.

Your breathing hitches, you don't know what to do, you've never been held like this, and the feeling of your heat warming up against his member doesn't help.

"Let go Hisoka." You finally say in a stern voice. A little creeped out.

Now that got him riled up, your cold tone sending shivers up his spine. Your calm facade falters.

The amount of ren he was releasing felt suffocating. Unlike any you've felt before.

He really is powerful.

He hums, as if in thought. "What would happen to me if I don't~?" He cooed, challenging you to do something to him.