𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ❥︎𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒌𝒂

Ch.26***| my toy

(nsfwish)(TW: mentions of abuse, torture and blood warning)

"I see~." 

Akari didn't want the see the emotion portrayed on his face. She didn't need to. His tone said everything. Raising his hand Akari flinched, seeing it from the corner of her eye. All he did was press his thumb against her neck making her knees buckle. Hisoka's other arm held her still as he asked another question. "When~?" "I-it was a-along time ago!" She gasped, eyes rolling back. As Hisoka pinched the skin in between his fingers, Akari couldn't help the moan that fell from her mouth as she grabbed onto his arm for support. "Mmmm~ I don't really like that." He hummed to himself and pressed his knee back in between her legs where Akari felt heat growing. "Please Hisoka." She whispered as a tight knot formed inside her stomach. "Please what~?" He asked, knee sliding against her, his mouth tracing lazy circles on the back of her neck. Akari couldn't help her legs from buckling forward, and Hisoka sank to the floor with her, arms still wrapped around her. "Tell me what you want~" His fingers ran up her thigh while his right hand held her throat, tilting her head up for him to peer onto her face. Her head rested against his shoulder as she hesitantly looked up in his lap. When she didn't answer he sighed, and pulled her body downward. "Hu-" Akari's face was pushed down on his left leg as she was now spread out across his lap. Her arms laying loosely at her sides. Slipping one arm under her, he caressed her stomach with one and and the other was placed on the back of her thighs. Bending his head down his breath tickled her skin. "Tell me what you want~" He repeated, a single finger sliding inward. Once again he got no answer he lifted the leg Akari's head was on, and full on bit down on the sensitive spot. "AHG FUCK~ ngh~" She cried out, stuffing her face into his thigh as she brought her hands up to his leg, nails digging into his sweatpants. Hisoka soothed his tongue over the red skin skin, Akari shook in his lap, desperately trying to stifle her moans.

Moving his finger against her clothed core, Hisoka rubbed small circles around her entrance, deliberately not touching her clit. "Mmmm~ I forgot about your sensitive neck last time~ I'll make sure not to forget again~" He purred as he grasped cheek, turning her face to the side to look at him. Hisoka smirked at her red face, red lips, her black hair out of array and a few tears stained on her face. "Such a good girl~ But you haven't answered my question." He watched, stroking her hair and picking a few strands out of her mouth as her flustered face twisted. "What happened to the brat from earlier~?" Hisoka asked the small girl in his lap. Akari's lip quivered as he waited expediently for her response. "I-i don't know-" She whimpered, her body was hot as was her face. Letting out a 'tch' Hisoka pulled her up, turning her body to face him. Her head came up to the middle of his chest as he settled her in between his legs. "Show me your neck~" Hisoka hummed, raising an eyebrow as he looked down at her. "N-no s-stop." 'what the fuck. why isn't my body responding?!' He rolled his golden eyes down at her, tugging her hair to the side while his fingers pressed down on her neck. Akari's lip bled as she held it in her teeth, eyes shutting close. "Answer my question~" 'which question?! hes already asked me more than two!' "Tell me what you want~" 'oh. that question.' And as he asked it Akari contemplated the things she could say.

Option one, say nothing, and Hisoka just gets angrier. Option two, tell him to fuck off. Option three, try to focus on her nen to get him to leave her. Akari highly doubted that would be possible. Option four, fuck him.

Akari was brought back from her thinking with another touch to her neck. 'I hate him, fuck him!' "Fuck you." She hissed back the groan threatening to spill out as she went with option two . Her eyes widened as she peered up at him, realizing what he thought she said. "Oh~?" Cocking an eyebrow he smirked. "Fuck me~?" "Wait no, no, no. I meant fuck you as in I hate you!" Akari rushed to explain as Hisoka's smirk got darker, his eyes narrowing. "mhm~ I'm sure~" Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion but then she shrieked as his nails sunk into her neck. Crying out in both pain and pleasure, Akari's body collapsed into Hisoka's chest. Mentally, Akari was screaming at herself. She'd never been this vulnerable with anyone. Well anyone except- she couldn't bring herself to say his name.