Themed One Shots(Requests Open!)

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Pairing: Illumi/Killua
Rating: Nsfw(you've been warned!! Not completely graphic, but still!)
647 words

I always was the quiet sort. That couldn't be helped. In my profession, one must be silent, even to the point that animals couldn't detect you. I was the perfect assassin, except for one glaring detail.

I was never the heir to the family line.

No, that fell to my younger sibling, Killua. I had promised come hell or high water, he would be the reigning heir of the Zoldyck family lineage. It was only right, really. Those gorgeous blue eyes, and the shocking white hair... beautiful.

He was sitting in a cafe, waiting for his friend to get their snacks. His friend, who as far as I was concerned, would be better off dead. After all, I wouldn't wish Hisoka's intentions upon anyone. He's notorious for breeding and killing his toys.

The boys ate their treats, then parted ways. Out of Killua's line of sight, Hisoka lay in wait for Gon. Once he was captured, I did my part. A swift attack, and the boy was on the ground. After all, I'm not supposed to be in this continent, let alone the state. One needle later, and it was time to head home.

Who would have thought capturing a couple of boys would require not one, but two skilled and elite hunters. It just proves to me how equipped Killua really is. Gorgeous... and MINE.

I was waiting for him to wake, knowing full well he's going to have a fit. Or at least, he would, if he wasn't already under my control. Needleman does come in handy, really.

"Aniki?" My black eyes take in the small boy, a soft smile on my face as he wakes.

"Ahh, you're awake Killua. I'm glad. Any longer, and our meal would have been cold by the time we ate. Tell me, what do you remember?" The young man pauses, rubbing his eyes, looking up to me. Those eyes get me every time...

"I got sick. I've been having fever dreams. I'm sorry if I worried you." Smirking a bit, I lean close, kissing the boy sweetly on the collar, delighted when his nails scrape through my hair.

"Mmh... is that so? But you're better now, right?" I shouldn't. He's my little brother... but I love this. I need this. After all, I'm the only one he needs. Maybe... "Kill, tell me... what would you like? I'm sure you have s reason for tugging on my hair." The little brat knows I'm sensitive after all... but he can't help it. My needle in his brain is meant to make him do what pleases me.

"Aniki... please. Take me. Fill me up..." Those eyes, so dark, so readily cold, but brilliantly bright all the same, stared me down. I'd kill for those eyes. Live for them. Breathe for them.

"As you wish, Kill. But only if you take the lead. I need to know you want this." My whole existence is wrong. If father, or lords forbid, mother, catches wind of this... I wasn't paying attention, but maybe I should have been. Suddenly, warmth and heat were wrapped tightly around my cock, making me hiss. Blue eyes, dark and slightly glazed over, looked up to me as he sucked, and all I could manage was spreading my legs a little wider. My head tilts slightly as his tongue strokes along the underside, almost purring a bit. He's been practicing. Interesting... at least Gon came in handy for something.

"Enough Killu... I'll be done before we even get started... and you want to enjoy yourself too, yes?" The boy nods slowly, shifting himself to sink over my waiting arousal.

The alarm blares, and my eyes shoot open. Looking up at the ceiling, I realize quickly it was all a dream.

"Killua... you need to come home... of it's the last thing I do..." Because really, you bring me closer to god.