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[desired-victim]

Hisoka doing anal?? Like maybe it starts out as an accidental ‘wrong hole’ but he gets really into it and keeps going with it

Uh oh, Hisoka is doomed! He’s starting to fall in love with his toy! 😱 What ever will he do…

Well, this took forever. I’m super sorry about that. I’ve been dealing with some personal problems and I’m a master procrastinator who starts things and doesn’t finish them without constant wrestling with my own laziness. Damn you, ADHD - you make everything a challenge! Oh well, it’s done with 🤷🏻‍♀️. I hope you. I put in some effort as a gift. It has 4,500 (or around there) words. Oh-no, my fingers - they’re broken 😞😯 by gawd, I’m a crazy ho 😬

This is a continuation of my first Hisoka FF. Hope you don’t mind. Same (Y/N), same Hisoka, same protective, older brother. Hope you don’t mind ✌🏻

💕 TW: The content below contains: Accidental anal sex, oral sex, dub con, pure smut, corruption kink, possible bad grammar, squirting, dirty talk, vaginal sex, domination, submission, gushing, and Hisoka ❤️🃏

Enjoy…

It’s been two months since Hisoka took (Y/N)s Virginity. Since that day, she hasn’t gotten a break from him and his perversions. She was but a butterfly stuck in a spider's web. She didn’t mind it much, though. It didn’t matter if she was stuck with Hisoka ‘cause if she wasn’t, she would still be stuck in her own brother's web. As sick as it was, she much preferred Hisoka’s web. At least with him, she had a new environment.

Each day, her and Hisoka would meet. Their time together wasn’t spent with idle chit-chat, but with his cock splitting her apart. Everyday was a new position and a new way to orgasm. He taught her the ropes of how to please a man. He taught her how to please herself, how to rub her clit to orgasm for when he wasn’t around.

He bought her all types of things, too. Fun toys to play with, slutty underwear and things necessary for sex (birth control).

(Y/N) was simply intrigued by Hisoka.

Today, they both laid on Hisoka’s bed. Her back was against his chest, her button up shirt halfway undone and his long legs spread out. Hisoka’s big hands cupped her breasts, his forefingers and thumbs rolling her nipples through the thin material of her white button up. Both of their tongues fought against each other as they kissed. A bit of drool leaked down Hisoka’s sharp chin before dripping down her collarbone.

Between her thighs, Hisoka’s cock stood proudly, making her look like she had her very own penis. With both ankles crossed, her legs were locked together, creating a tight seal for Hisoka to thrust through. He happily did so. With each thrust, his cock disappeared before popping up again. The slickness from her cunt had slipped down from her pussy to her thighs, creating a lube that allowed Hisoka to enjoy her soft thighs.

“Mmm, you feel delicious, pet,” Hisoka said, his voice airy from their kiss, “you may act like an innocent kitten, but you're secretly a little succubus.”

His fingers pinched her nipples, making her gasp out in pleasure. While pleasure could be sweet like candy, it could also be painful like a bee sting. She learned this when Hisoka threw her over his leg and spanked her ass until both cheeks were red. As embarrassing as it was, there was no denial that she didn’t receive pleasure from it. After all, her quivering body and throbbing pussy told no lies. That day, Hisoka left her heated body, claiming he was “busy.” She spent the rest of her day with her fingers knuckles deep in her cunt, thrusting into her own hand and imagining her dainty fingers were Hisoka’s thicker, longer ones. She went to sleep with her pussy pulsating and her clit aching for Hisoka’s tongue.

Hisoka was a sadistic man. He didn’t care that she didn’t cum on his cock or fingers that day. He got what he wanted and she didn’t. How cruel…

Hisoka moaned out as (Y/N) tightened her legs around his cock. He let go of her breasts and grabbed her waist, sitting up from his position. The new position he got into allowed him to thrust into her at a faster and deeper rate. With his buttocks against the heel of his foot, he could now thrust up into her. His pace was quick and fast with no tenderness involved.

“Ah, ah, ah,” he moaned out, joyously, with his predatory eyes closed and his mouth agape with a gleeful (yet cruel) open-mouthed smile.

With her hand, (Y/N) gently enclosed her fingers around the tip of Hisoka’s thrusting cock. Each time Hisoka’s dick popped out from between her plush thighs, it was met with her awaiting hand - soft and gentle, uncalloused and soft as a rose petal. It was an endless pleasure.

Hisoka’s hips completely lifted from the bed, his fingers gripping into the soft flesh of her hips so she wouldn’t slip off his sweaty body. Hisoka fully pushed in, his cock completely between her thighs. His cum exploded from the head of his prick, landing on her shirt-covered tits. After the main explosion, little spurts of cum dripped down his cock like honey.

Hisoka let out a soft chuckle, pushing her to his strong chest, completely caging her with his arms.

“My soubrette, my sinful little whore, you have made a satyromaniac out of me,” he said, his teeth biting into her ear before releasing it and running his tongue over the red skin, “however ever will I forgive you for what you’ve done to me…”

Abruptly, he pushed her off his chest and onto the bed, her breath leaving her body. She was flipped over, Hisoka’s half-hard, half-soft cock over her face. It was still covered in cum.

“You need to be punished for your sinfulness, little girl.”

He pushed his cock towards her face, the tip smooshing against her bottom lip and spreading his seed like a lipgloss.

With her tongue, she licked his tip, smearing his salty semen. Bringing her hand up, she held his penis and licked up all his cum, starting at the base before descending to the base of his shaft. His cum had slipped down from his cock to his scrotum. She gently licked at the one that hung lower.

“yes, yes, lick it up - just like that! Don’t stop until every last drop is gone.”

Wrapping her lips around one testicle, she gently sucked. Hisoka gasped out, his eyes snapping open and his hand tangling in her hair, his lips twisting into something that almost looked like pain. She sucked harder, feeling something like vindictive pleasure blooming in her chest.

Revenge at last.

“That’s enough,” he gasped. His chest was sweaty and pink, going up and down as he heavily breathed. His gaze was transfixed into the open space, lost in thought. She stared and stared at him. The way his muscular arms hung at his side, his thick neck glimmering with sweat, the scar near his belly button (“got it from the first person I killed - I was seven years old,”) made him look like a beautiful monster.

Her beautiful monster.

His eyes shot down at her, making direct contact with hers. His lips formed into a smile that wasn’t friendly. He leaned down to her, his face close to hers. He examined her with his golden eyes.

He noticed remnants of his semen glossing her bottom lip. With his thumb, he smeared his cum across her lip and cheek. He looked into her eyes, deeper than he ever did before. Her pretty eyelashes, the bags beneath her eyes from the late nights she snuck out from her brother's room to be in his, and her dilated pupils, bloomed with lust, were completely and utterly drenched in scarlet.

His tongue lolled out of his mouth and licked her from her chin to her eye. She flinched and pulled away from him but he followed her. He tasted her skin; all the makeup, her sweat, her tears, his own semen - It was delicious.

He leaned into her ear:

“I wish I could devour you, (Y/N),” he whispered, his hot breath brushing her ear, “it’s only been a month, and you’ve already turned me into twice the monster. How does it feel, (Y/N), for your womb to be the home of a monster who never had a home? Does it hurt so bad it feels good? Do you want to run to your brother and cry into his chest, hm? Or do you accept my tainted love, you sick, sick girl?” He pulled away, laughing into the air, his cheeks red with something other than lust.

“H-Hisoka…” she whispered, stuttering after being silent for so long. She didn’t know why she talked. Perhaps it was because she was beginning to feel frightened of Hisoka. His nature was too unpredictable. She couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but she imagined it was no good.

Grabbing her by the knees, Hisoka picked up her lower body off the bed and folded her legs backwards until they nearly touched the bedsheets. She was folded in half, with her chest touching her chin. With her bottom still in the air and his hands on the backs of her knees, Hisoka could see her wet slit and tight asshole, both waiting to be split.

With his tongue, Hisoka briefly licked her asshole before letting it travel to her pussy. He licked her throbbing hole, tasting her arousal and it’s secretion. Her clit, swollen and ready, was not ignored. He flickered the tip of his tongue on the nub at a lightning fast pace.

Biting her lip as Hisoka teased her clit, her fingers twisted the sheets between her dainty fingers.

When he was done playing with her clit, he pulled away from her heat, huffed out a harsh gush of wind through his nose and examined her pussy as it throbbed.

Letting go of her legs, he wrapped his arms around her hips and pulled her bottom half even higher than before. Instead of her upper back being the only thing remaining on the bed, he forced her on her shoulders and head. In this position, no matter how much she struggled, it would be a hopeless attempt. Even if she kicked, the only thing her legs would hit would be the air.

Hisoka’s tongue breached her spongy walls. Her pussy was more than aroused and welcomed his long appendage like a home. It practically sucked him in.

With furrowed eyebrows and intense, slitted eyes, he watched her face as she suffered so sweetly. Her face was redder than usual, all the blood from her lifted bottom half rushed straight to her cheeks. One of her hands grabbed at her own breast, twisting at one of her nipples with the tip of her fingers. The other breast was still covered. However, his cum had sunk into the material of the shirt, making the shirt that would usually cover everything underneath, practically visible to his gaze. It stuck to her skin, letting him see the bump of her other nipple clear as day.

“I’m gonna cum!” She shouted, “Hisoka, please let me cum! I want to cum so bad!”

Slipping his tongue out, he giggled before latching onto her clit, surrounding it with his pink lips.

Her eyes rolled backwards, her legs shivered and her toes clenched as she came.

Hisoka withdrew from her clit, releasing her body and sat back as he watched her shake.

Hisoka crouched over her open thighs, his own over hers. He took his big dick in his hands and stroked it, pulling back the foreskin and revealing the pink, mushroom shaped tip. A small ball of white precum leaked out of his straining penis, getting bigger and bigger before oozing off the tip and landing against her throbbing cunt.

The thick tip of his cock stretches her open - Just barely.

He pulls out from her hole before stretching it with his tip once again. His heart thrummed dangerously hard as a string of her wetness connected to the tip of his pulsating cock when he pulled away before sinking his sensitive tip into her once again.

He did that multiple times until she cried out, kicking her legs in the air in a frustrated fit.

“Please, Hisoka! Stop teasing and just fuck me already!”

Hisoka giggled, his cheeks pink and his head spinning.

“Is daddy being too mean to you?~❤️” He teasingly said.

“Yes, you're being mean to me, daddy,” she whined out, “please, just put it in, already!”

“Since you’ve been such a good girl, I guess you deserve it…” with that, he pushed his entire cock into her hole, completely and utterly inserting himself into her quivering cunt. His entire cock was being strangled by her walls. Her pussy sucked him in, persuasively coaxing his cock to cum deep into her womb.

The sight before her was glorious. His thighs were completely spread. He was over her thighs, crouching. To thrust into her, he would only need to squat upwards and downwards. His hands were gripping at her ankles, struggling not to sink his nails into her flesh.

He was truly a devilish thing. A demon, really. A demon who preyed on girls with no idea how the world truly worked. He corrupted her. Hardly any of her innocence from before was left and she enjoyed every minute of her angelic deflowering.

Even though he was crouched, he was still much bigger than her. She liked his shoulders and long legs. As she followed him to his room for a good fucking, she would watch him, glazing her eyes all throughout her back. His shoulders were so wide, connecting to perfectly muscular arms that suited eachother like a damsel and a knight. His arms could probably carry her so nicely.

Her toes clenched as Hisoka withdrew his cock from her hole, every nerve at attention at the delicious slide of his cock. When just the tip was the only piece of his dick remaining, he slammed into her once again. Each thrust left her breathless.

Hisoka taught her many things during the time they spent together. One of those things was critical: how to rub her own clit while he thrusted in and out of her.

Bringing her middle finger to the top of her cunt, she rubbed her own clit with her middle finger at a vigorous speed. She didn’t stop for one second as Hisoka plunged his entire penis into her pussy.

Her pussy clenched him at every pullback like it didn’t want him to leave its tight, snug and hot embrace. It was too much, yet too little.

Hisoka watched in a lustful frenzy as her pussy consumed his dick into her heat without a single protest, welcoming him to her warm, comfortable home like a good, little host.

The room was filled with noises. Her moaning, his noises, their copulating (clop, clop clop), her skin and his skin slapping against each other, the bed struggling to handle both of them and the air conditioner set at the lowest temperature. It was a beautiful orchestra to the sickest, most deprived pervert in the world.

It wasn’t his intention. He only wanted to feel her vaginal walls clench over his cock like a clam. Unfortunately for dear (Y/N), Hisoka hadn’t paid much attention to the rhythm of his hips as he neared his big “O.” To her terror, Hisoka's dick slipped out of her wet pussy and entered her asshole.

(Y/N) let out a horrified screech as a bolt of pain shot up her spine. The tight ring around her asshole burned as half of Hisoka’s dick made its way into her.

“Hisoka, stop - That’s the wrong hole!” She shrieked, kicking her legs out. She didn’t hit anything, but in her panic, it didn’t matter. Flight or fight overtook her body.

As (Y/N) struggled below him, Hisoka was buzzing with pleasure from head to toe. Her asshole was much tighter than her pussy. While drier, the tightness of her throbbing anus made up for that downside.

He could easily ignore her struggling yelps and force himself deeper and deeper in her. The only thing stopping him was his desire to keep his little dolly from falling apart. He couldn’t break his most treasured toy. He wanted her to last. Something so delicious and tart had to be savored like a gourmet meal. Every single bite had to have purpose so he could remember what it felt like when he bit into her savoury and unimaginably, tasty flesh.

Plunging two fingers into her cunt, he scooped out her wetness and rubbed it onto the inches of cock that wasn’t in her ass. It was the closest lube available.

“I can’t- please,” She begged, “please. I- please-“

“What was that, Little Slice? You’ll need to use words,”

“It hurts too much - you’re hurting me, please just-“

He sunk another inch of his cock before she could stutter out another series of sentences. The tight ring around his cock clenched him like a vice as she attempted to push him out of her hole. It did the opposite, as Hisoka only sank deeper.

The ceiling and Hisoka’s face blurred as tears appeared in her doe-eyes. They sparkled against her red face like two, little diamonds. Humiliation and shame battled inside her mind. Hisoka had seen her in plenty of wacky positions and she was getting desensitized to his ways, but this was… this was… deplorable beyond words. While Hisoka did sometimes pay attention to her ass, he never stimulated her anally except for when he briefly licked her before giving her cunnilinggus. Something like this… was like losing a second virginity.

The pain seethed and seethed until it didn’t. Slowly but surely, the sting soothed away to an uncomfortable yet bearable stretch.

Pulling out of her, (Y/N) sighed in relief as Hisoka withdrew his cock from her full ass. Her relief was short-sighted as Hisoka slammed his dick into her tight ass once again. All her breath left her lungs as she was abruptly pushed into the bed at the hard thrust Hisoka gave her.

(Y/N) hand shot up to the headboard and gripped for dear life as Hisoka pumped into her at a hard pace. Her breast bounced at each lunge. The button-up that covered one of her breasts was completely open at that point, revealing both of her tits to Hisoka gaze.

From painful, to uncomfortable staleness, Hisoka’s dick in her ass evolved into pleasure as he continued to violate her tight asshole.

(Y/N)’s pussy began to tingle in pleasure as Hisoka continued his actions. Her horror was quickly turning into desire. Before she knew it, she was moaning.

Empty, empty. Her pussy was empty and her ass was full of cock. She needed something in her cunt to squeeze around.

“P-Put your fingers in my pussy, Hisoka,” she said, her voice cracking as she gripped the headboard.

“Hah, hah, you’re becoming as dirty as me, (Y/N,” he hissed out, his eyebrows furrowed and his jaw clenching as he focused on not cumming early, “I never took you for the type who would like double penetration. Maybe I should bring a friend over and we could both fuck you at the same time. You would like that, wouldn’t you? You like being disciplined, ‘cause you’re a cock-hungry, little slut.”

Two fingers penetrated her pussy and thrusted in and out of her. Both of her holes were full now.

(Y/N)’s toes clenched as her pussy clenched Hisoka’s fingers as she came. Her legs twitched and her toes clenched so hard, it almost gave her a Charley Horse.

She couldn’t speak, she couldn’t breath, she couldn’t even think. All she could do was tense up and take her body's reaction to Hisoka’s own.

Hisoka stopped his thrusting and breathed in deeply through his nostrils as he concentrated on not spurting cum out. He watched as his sweet little toy convulsed beneath him. Her pretty, innocent eyes rolling to the back of her skull, her pert breasts glimmering with sweat, the flossy pubic hair surrounding her cumming entrance, her pretty clit ready for his tongue - it was all so beautiful.

It was no wonder how she had him enchanted when he first encountered her beautiful presence. He thought back to the day he first met her. How he licked his lips and how his cock filled with pressure. That day, he went to his room and pumped his dick. Held it in his hand and squeezed it, thrusting up into the air as he imagined all the dirty things he could do to her. Soon, his fantasy turned into a reality as he brought her into his life and glossed her with his abominable nature.

He could still recall when he first undressed her. The first time she pulled her shirt off, shrinking as she realized she was only in her bra. When his finger pushed one of the straps off her shoulders. She looked so sexy like that. In her bra with one strap falling off her shoulder like a tempting painting. He could still feel her skin under his lips as he kissed her neck and slipped her bra off.

He wasn’t the type to let sentimentalities in his space - but at times, to his displeasure, it slipped into him. Rare, but never impossible. It snuck in without him even noticing.

Was he so starved of affection that he would let some insolent girl slip into his heart in such a short period of time? Perhaps…

Hisoka wasn’t scared of much. Not violence, gore or fighting (all of which he loved). But this… it scared him.

When something scared Hisoka, he either killed the problem or avoided it like the plague.

In this situation, he had two options: He could run, leave the arena and never come back. Or he could finish cumming in (Y/N), grab her by the throat and squeeze until he felt her windpipe collapse beneath his fingers. Would she kick around, his cum spilling down her leg as she struggled for her life? Or would she scratch at his arms and chest until scarlet drops of thick blood fell on her goosebumped skin, splattering her like raindrops?

Hisoka… didn’t want that. No, he wouldn’t (couldn’t) kill her. He had to… enjoy his toy.

He was so deep in thought, he didn’t realize (Y/N) had stopped convulsing under him, looking at him with sparkling eyes practically asking “are you going to keep going?”

Covering up his real thoughts with a devilish smirk, Hisoka straightened up once again, preparing for another round of fucking.

He went at an even harder pace than before. While Hisoka had the decency to make his partner cum first, he needed his own prize. This round, he was gonna go at his own pace.

The squelching sound bounced off the walls as Hisoka continued to plunge into her ass. (Y/N)s walls began to tingle, preparing to cum once again.

(Y/N) brought her fingers to her clit once again and rubbed her clit once again, back and forth, side to side.

Hisoka went at an even harder pace as he watched (Y/N) play with her clit. It was only a matter of time before he exploded and his orgasm overtook his body. He could feel it in his very bones at that point.

As a result of their copulation, (Y/N) was crying out in pleasure. Her bottom lip was red from her constant biting. She could taste hints of the cum that Hisoka had smeared across it.

Slipping her fingers into her warm and tight cunt, (Y/N) rapidly fingered herself as she was being fucked. Hisoka’s idea of bringing in a friend to play didn’t sound so bad now that both of her holes were being stretched. Two cocks in both of her holes was beginning to sound more and more appealing.

Hisoka… you have turned me into a monster, how dare you…

Her pussy was stretched even further as two more fingers entered her - these longer and thicker than her own.

As she pulled her fingers out, Hisoka pushed his own in.

“Ah, ah, you like that, don’t ya’,” Hisoka breathed out, his voice husky.

(Y/N) didn’t respond. It wasn’t like she could anyway. She was too busy moaning.

It happened all at once. She didn’t expect it to happen, but it did. Liquid bursted from her pussy like a fountain, spraying on Hisoka’s chest and raining down on her face, leaking into her mouth and causing her to taste her own pleasure. If her orgasm hadn’t overtaken her mind, she would have bursted out into tears, embarrassed beyond anything.

Hisoka’s hands grabbed onto the back of her upper thighs, right below the buttocks and squeezed until she bruised as he came, his cock balls-deep in her ass. He could feel his cum traveling from his balls, to his penis and then overflowing from the tip like a great, big explosion.

For a split second, Hisoka’s vision blurred and sparkling little stars circled his head like a halo. He could have sworn he grew a pair of wings and was floating around the room.

Did he die and go to heaven? No, he was too sweaty for that. Dead people didn’t have weak knees that felt like they were going to collapse beneath them.

He was too tired to move. It seemed like all his energy had left his body through his penis.

A string of cum connected both of them as he pulled out. It stretched and stretched, getting thinner and thinner until it broke apart, severing them.

Dropping down to his knees, he stared at her quivering knees. He was panting, his back hunched over as he caught his breath.

She laid there, shaking and panting. Both of her holes, raw and pink from Hisoka’s tarnage. Goopy cum leaked out of her ass, staining the bedsheets.

The aftermath of her orgasm still burned inside her, slowly going out the more she waited. Her cunt was beating like a heartbeat: contracting over and over again, each one slowing down but still tense with pleasure.

She whimpered when Hisoka spread her legs once again. She let him open her without protest; she was far too exhausted to fight against him, anyway.

His eyes lingered on both of her holes. He watched as her pussy continued to throb from her lingering orgasms. Just eight weeks ago, the entrance of her little cunt was protected by a thin layer of skin. He recalled when his tongue broke that layer and he tasted her tangy blood along with her salty slick. It was a taste he would never forget.

Hisoka’s lips pressed against her softness and kissed her with a kiss that would be romantic if it wasn’t on her genitals and instead, on her actual lips.

Licking his lips and tasting her salty slick, Hisoka looked up at (Y/N) and said: “If you were a courtesan, there would be no amount of money I wouldn’t spend just to get a taste of your sweet Ambrosia. You bring me to life, my little Coquette.♥️”

Hisoka was a complex mad man, with a cunning, fox-like nature and a Cheshire smile that reeked of mischief. Yet, he was honest and strangely enough, noble. At least to those who’ve managed to catch his attention (or obsession).

Liar, Liar - Hisoka the Magician. Liar, Liar - Hisoka, the broken man who hides behind a persona and a smile.

Despite him being a liar, she still wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in and kissing him with feverish lips, tasting herself on his tongue.

—-

“Ya’ know, I've been wondering about that friend of yours~”

“Really? How come?”

“You’ve been acting differently since you’ve been hanging out with them. What’s really going on?”

“Oh, ya’ know… going to the movies, doing our nails… girly stuff.”

“Hm, okay. But I’d like to meet them.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea - They’re really, really shy.”

[desired-victim]

Helloo! I wanted to request hisoka with corruption kink. Just write however you want to lolol i dont mind any freaky🏃

Ha *wipes sweat off forehead* I hope this hard work pays off. I put every ounce of effort in writing this 😮‍💨. I didn’t do any bullet points on this one but it does have about four thousand words! Please ignore the possible grammar mistakes, I do have trouble writing dialogue. I worked on yours all night long and I’m exhausted. My fingers sure are. I kept your request deeply in mind. You can see poor, little (Y/N)’s innocence melt right off her like ice cream ;). Anyway, here’s your request, my love 💕

I wanted to honor the divine feminine so you will see my appreciation for the female body below 👇

💕TW: The content below contains: degradation, domination kink, submission kink, dub con, threat of forced anal intercourse, pure smut, corruption kink, possible bad grammar, loss of virginity, dirty talk, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, corruption of innocence, Oh, and Hisoka is a TW itself.

Enjoy…

He’s tall.

God, he is so tall. Such long, strong legs - slender yet thick with muscle. Despite being erotically pleasant, his legs weren’t the best part of him. The best part of him was what your eyes followed. From his shins, to his knees, to his thighs, to his hips, to that beautifully sculpted torso of his, to his neck, and then you reached his eyes.

Those eyes. Those sharp, golden eyes of his.

His eyes unsettled most people. It was as though they could pierce your very soul, and see how weak and worthless you truly are. He's a predator - always keen, always aware, and always watching for a reason for you to be his next target.

Hisoka… how did you get those eyes?

She wondered how she caught his attention. He was the type of man to overlook girls like her. A blushing, doe eyed dolt, who could barely speak to strangers without stuttering a storm.

Why? Why would someone like Hisoka find her worthy of even being near him? Of being in his bed, of being by his side, of being between his legs. He is so very special, and I'm…

“My Little Slice, you look delightful when your down there~”

His voice shook her out of her thoughts. She looked at his teasing gaze and meekly lowered her sight to his lips. There, she saw them curl up into a grin. She tensed up and covered her naked chest with her arms. Just then, she realized how unbelievably exposed she was to his scrutiny.

“Oh, nervous now~,” he laughed out, sitting up from the headboard and closer to her face, “isn’t that sweet…”

More red than ever, she turned her face from Hisoka and leaned back. Instead of letting her move away, his hand wrapped around her wrist and thrusted her towards him. She yelped out as her cheek pressed against his hard chest, her face embarrassingly hotter than his cool skin. His chest rumbled as he let out a chuckle.

She put her hands against his chest and attempted to pull away, but his arm wrapped itself around her. She struggled to shove herself away and her efforts were all for nothing; he hadn’t moved an inch.

Perhaps it was foolish to pursue a 200th floor fighter. Where was her older brother to protect her now? He had lectured her beforehand about the dangerous people here and she laughed him off and teased him about being some sort of guard dog. Now, she needed him more than ever. She had never been in a situation like this before.

“No boys allowed, Y/N!” he usually shouted out, a vein practically popping out of his forehead. It almost seemed like he loved saying that as it was repeated over and over throughout her life.

All she wanted to do was explore a place she never ventured to. To seek the thrill that felt so curious and good, yet hidden like the inside of a flower that hasn't bloomed yet. A buzzing heartbeat that formed when she laid alone at night and gently ran her fingers up her skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps and shivers.

Please help me, B/N…

Her struggles came to an end as she huffed, breathlessly. Hisoka’s hand trailed down her shoulders to her waist and to her hips. His hand was met with the pleasant plumpness of her bottom. She squeaked out in shock as his hand roughly squeezed her ass and kneaded it like dough. A loud crack reverated across the room as he slapped it, leaving a red blur behind. She gasped and her face converted into an embarrassed cringe. Frustrated tears pricked in her eyes as her fingernails dug deeply into his skin.

Once again, she attempted to wiggle away. Instead of his arm wrapping around her shoulders once again, she was swept over and under him. He was hovering over her and there was no way to escape. Her previous attempts at fighting back were a failure, and she no longer wanted to fight, only to flee.

Her eyes shot out towards Hisoka’s face only to find him smiling down at her. His warm breath fanning her face and his hips between her thighs.

The glint in his eyes shook her to the core. His facial expression was teasing and playful, but his eyes told a completely different story. She’s seen that look on his face before. The same expression on his face as he killed his opponents. He looked like an apex predator who was about to break the neck of his prey with his jaws.

“You’ve never been fucked before, haven’t you?” he asked, his finger trailing down her cheek, rubbing off a tear she hadn’t noticed fell.

Her face scrunched up at his vulgar language.

“No, I’ve never been f-“ she paused, hesitating before quickly spitting out, “no, ive never been f… fucked before.” Another tear came out of her eye. She never cursed - She wasn’t allowed to.

Hisoka giggled, his smile twisting even further. He looked down at her precious expression and felt his arousal rise.

“You're utterly adorable, you know that? I almost feel a little bad about this. Almost. But you wanted to play, and don’t be a spoiled brat when the other player is better at the game than you.” He mocked, his sardonic gaze on her. It made her want to shrink into the mattress and never come out.

“Now, now,” he said, sitting up, “I’ll make it as comfortable as I can.”

He spread her thighs and examined her high waisted shorts. He grabbed the zipper at the top and unzipped it. Down and down it went, until her underwear was revealed to him.

“After all, the first cut into the cake has to be perfect.”

Her shorts were suddenly off her and on the ground. She was only in her underwear now, more exposed than ever. Most naked she’d been since that time she went to the beach. She’d gotten sunburnt that day. At least then she had a top, now her whole body was on display to him.

Hisoka hummed as he tugged his own bottoms off, revealing the thick length of his cock. His cock looked magnificent combined with the rest of his body. That sexy v-cut of his looked like two arrows directing me to look at his big dick, so large it almost dangled under its own weight. It held its own though, refusing to droop over.

How is that thing going to fit inside of me? she thought.

He spread her legs wide open and examined the thin material of her underwear as the form of her vulva showed through. The flimsy material was practically invisible.

Hisoka’s big hands grabbed her behind her knees, pushing her legs up while also spreading them even further. The bed squeaked out as Hisoka crawled on his knees over to her, placing himself over her.

Hisoka’s claws clenched themselves around her legs, indenting the soft flesh, “You have such a soft, innocent face,” he said, his face hovering over menacingly. “But I know a hungry little whore lies beneath the surface… let me feed that little whore~❤️.”

Hisoka let go of one of her legs and let it fall against the bed. Her loose leg was between his two thighs and her other leg was still being held. The top half of her body was still on the bed. Hisoka’s strength was maintained as he carried half of her body weight into the air.

He’s so strong… of course he is, that’s to be expected of a top floor fighter.

The bed let out a groan as Hisoka pushed himself onto her covered cunt, rubbing his dick between her labia majora. His cock stroked the sensitive heat over and over again, he could feel her hotness tightening and then softening as her pussy throbbed to the beat of her heartbeat. The head of his cock stroked her hard clit over and over again, the little bump riddled with sensitive nerves. Her underwear was sopping as her pussy leaked out sweet nectar. The tip of Hisoka’s cock was also leaking with precum, mixing in with her own sweetness and creating an erotic cocktail.

“Yes, don’t stop,” she begged. “Please don’t stop - I want to cum so bad. Please let me cum, please!”

Hisoka let out a breathy laugh. “If you want to cum so bad, you need to beg for it. Only good girls get to cum. Are you a good girl~?”

“Yes! I’m a good girl! I’m your good girl, Hisoka!”

“Aw, you're so cute when you beg. But I don’t think you're a good girl. No, I think you're a naughty, little slut. Little sluts only get to cum when they're being fucked.”

The sensitive head of Hisoka’s cock pulsated with pleasure as he rubbed it against the soaked underwear. If he kept doing it, he was going to cum way too fast. He couldn’t let that happen. Not before he stretched her virgin pussy with his cock. He’d be damned if he let himself orgasm before biting into her innocence.

His nails dug into her thigh as he pushed himself further into her, making sure there wasn’t an inch of space between their heats. He was going to blow and If he didn’t stop, he wasn’t gonna see that shocked expression of hers when came in her for the first time. The longer he waited, the better.

(Y/N)’s pussy clenched and her breathing sped up. She was going to cum.

I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum, I’m going to-

Hisoka pulled back.

“No!” She yelled, kicking her leg in frustration. She let out another yell as her leg didn’t even move an inch in Hisoka’s grip. His grip was too strong. There was no way she could force her way to freedom.

“I was so close!” she shouted, a tear threatening to fall from her eyes. “Why did you stop! I felt so good!”

Hisoka threw his head back and let out a loud, sadistic laugh.

“Haha, you're so cute when you're feisty! I’m glad I’m the first who gets to fuck you.”

He let go of her leg after getting over his giggling attack. She found herself embarrassed as she blew out strings of her own hair out of her own mouth.

As she was pulling strings of hair out of her mouth, she was suddenly pulled back onto the bed by Hisoka’s hands around her hips. She gulped as she saw Hisoka’s face hovering over her crotch.

The part of her underwear that directly covered over her cunt was a darker shade than the rest of her underwear from when they grounded against each other like animals in heat.

She watched nervously as he adjusted his position. She let out a whole body shiver as both of his thumbs opened her lips like a little book.

Hisoka licked the side of her cunt - not directly stimulating her but gently teasing her. While not directly pleasuring her, the motion relaxed her from her last intense session. A little between-the-main-courses snack, if you will.

She sat up on her elbows and watched as Hisoka lapped at both sides of her lips. She felt a swell of affection begin to grow in her chest as she watched Hisoka’s cheek press itself onto the inside of her thigh. She realized how bold she’s gotten since they began to play with each other. In such a short while, Hisoka had corrupted her - denting that once-perfect surface with his perverted nature. To think ten minutes ago she was so shy she could barely even curse. In such a short time, she’d cursed more than she had in a year. A pang of guilt filled her as she thought about how her older brother would react. But he wasn’t here, and he never had to know.

In her own thoughts, she didn’t notice Hisoka’s face twist into a mischievous smile. Her eyes widened in terror as she felt his tongue on her covered asshole.

“Hisoka!” She shouted out.

How can someone be so vulgar?

“Oh, I’m sorry, my Little Slice~. I just love it when your sweet, angelic face turns into one of horror. It turn me on so badly~❤️”

Hisoka only smiled and slid his tongue upwards towards her pussy. He pushed the tip of his tongue against the entrance of her vagina and wiggled it there. If it wasn’t for her underwear, his tongue would have been inside her pussy.

The nerves around her hole were ablaze and her legs were shaking - with fear, excitement or pleasure? Perhaps all three, she did not know. All she wanted was to be pounded by him; she didn’t care how big and thick he was (from what she saw earlier, his cock had to be as thick as her forearm). Though she was unexperienced and naive to the acts of sex, this feeling was primal and indispensable. She needed it, she needed it like a runner needs water.

His tongue dragged itself from her entrance to her clit.

“Yes, yes,” she moaned out and spread her legs wider without an ounce of shame.

It was overwhelming in the best way possible. It was the most electrifying thing she’d ever experienced and she never wanted it to end. She wanted to be there forever - in that limbo of titillation and erotic reality that was unlike anything she could recreate with her imagination.

Hisoka rapidly moved his tongue against her clit. She squealed out loud and attempted to move her hips but his hands grabbed her hips and pushed them to the bed and continued to flick her covered clit with his tongue.

She lifted herself up to her elbows and looked down at him. A hint of fear aroused in her as she made direct eye contact with him. She was so caught up in her own pleasure she didn’t realize how deeply she was looking into his eyes.

As she continued to lock her eyes with his, her pussy began to relax, getting ready to tighten and cum on his tongue. Her heavy breathing paused and she caught that expression in her eyes.

Then her panties were ripped in half and her bare cunt was revealed to him. In a split second, his entire tongue was inside of her.

She screamed as her virgin cunny squeezed itself around his long, wicked tongue. Hisoka laughed out and wiggled his tongue - messaging and caressing her inner walls as she cummed.

The wetness of her aroused cunt seeped out and dripped down to her asshole, to which Hisoka slurped up and continued his assault on her cunny again. He did this over and over again until I couldn’t handle it anymore. My hands tried to push him away but he didn’t even budge. It wasn’t until my legs began to kick out in panic did he pull away.

“Ah, ah,” she panted, body completely limp. Hisoka observed her body. Her soft stomach was gleaming with sweat and the inside of her thighs were also gleaming.

“You might be the sweetest candy I’ve had since I first tried Bungee Gum all those years ago. I knew the moment I popped it into my mouth it would never leave me, marking me with its sweet syrupy taste just like a Scarlet Letter. Would it be a bold thing to say that you're just like Bungee Gum? You get so pink when you're played with. The pink on your cheeks is almost the same shade as my favorite snack.”

Hisoka let out a sudden dramatic sigh that startled (Y/N) for a second. “Unfortunately, the company who used to make Bungee Gum went bankrupt so now I have to search far and wide just to get a taste. Luckily for me, something similar is always nearby for me to stretch and pull at.”

He paused, looking directly into (Y/N)’s eyes with his own yellow ones. “You are, my sweet little slice~”

Hisoka grabbed her ankles and slapped her legs together. The loud smack of her thighs' sudden connection reverated across the room.

Hisoka wrapped his big hand over both of her ankles and grabbed his cock, stroking back the foreskin to reveal the pink, sensitive tip and a pearl of precum forming. He placed the tip of his cock on her clit, rubbing it in little circles before sliding it down her slit until it reached her entrance at the very bottom. He felt tempted to slip it into her ass before deciding it wasn’t worth the screeching. Even though he could easily cover her mouth and sodomize her tight little ass, he couldn’t just jump into completely breaking her; It would be a better idea to slowly lower her into the fire. A slow burn would be ten times more satisfying.

Putting both of my legs onto one side of his shoulders, he used his weight to push his entire cock into her pussy until his ballsack was resting against her ass.

She hissed through her teeth and threw her head back. She was filled with his cock. So full. So, so full.

She was bursting with new sensations. A new type of pain, a new type of pleasure. It was unlike anything she’d ever felt yet so primal and familiar. It was an instinct she never realized she had.

Bending over her with her legs still on her shoulder, Hisoka connected their lips for the first time that night. She could taste her own saltiness on his lips. It wasn’t the type of kiss she’d seen on romance shows (the ones her brother decided were appropriate enough to watch). No, this kiss was the complete opposite of those. This kiss was rough, unlike anything else.

She felt a burst of bravery as she slipped her tongue out and shyly lapped at his bottom lip. Hisoka let out a sardonic chuckle.

“Feeling brave now, are we?”

(Y/N) yelped as Hisoka slid his entire tongue inside her mouth, licking every corner of her mouth. Nothing was left untouched.

After completely violating her mouth with his tongue, Hisoka pulled away, smiling down at her.

“Are you ready?” He whispered. (Y/N) let out a shuddering breath and nodded. She braced herself by meekly grabbing onto the shoulder that didn’t have her legs with one hand, the other gripping onto the sheets.

Hisoka pulled back until only the tip of his cock remained in her, then he slammed into her with great strength. Her breath completely left her body with the slam of his hips. His hips smashing against her buttocks made a filthy sound that made her want to cum. The plop, plop sound that her pussy was also doing things to her.

Hisoka grunted with every hard thrust. She fit him just like a glove. It was almost like she was made for him. While the male penis did not have as many nerve endings as female genitals, a man can augment his sensations and cause it to heighten by being caressed just right. By holding her against himself, fucking her in a salacious dance, the more sensation builds up in his penis just like when a woman’s clitoris is tapped just so…

The friction of his cock pulling on her inner walls before being pushed inside once again left (Y/N) in a concoction of emotions. First, complete and utter pleasure. As he slammed his cock into her, dopamine bursted in her mind like an explosion of drugs. Second, regret. If her brother ever found out, how would he react to his own little sister getting fucked by the murderous Magician, Hisoka? She knew he’d feel like all his work to keep her safe were a waste of time and energy. Like all those years of pampering and protecting went right down the drain. She couldn’t let him find out. And thirdly, a rebellious energy. She was tired of being locked down by her own innocence. She wanted to explore the world. There had to be more to this world than just what she knew. There had to be.

From head to toe, she felt a symphony of pleasure as she came. Her toes clenched until they cramped. But she didn’t care, the pleasure outweighed the pain. Her fingers dug into his shoulder. She was sure there would be a five fingered mark there the next day. It would be a reminder of his clawed reach and her deflowering.

She screeched out as Hisoka went faster, overwhelming her. She hadn’t even gotten over her orgasm before he began to thrust into her twice as hard. She could feel his cock rub itself against the entrance of her womb.

It was primal to push into her beautiful, soft female body and pull back, only to push himself back. He could feel himself building up the height of his pleasure. The more he pumped, the higher the tower built, just ready to topple over and leave a big mess.

He looked at her closer than ever. Watching as her breast bounced and her lips glowed from their mixed saliva. He saw her eyes as she looked up at him, red from crying in complete pleasure. Her appearance increased his desire to come.

“Ahhhh,” he moaned out, feeling his orgasm in his very bones. It was a sensation he was familiar with. After defeating a powerful enemy, he sometimes glowed with the aftertaste of their fight and his victory. This was very similar - yet so different. More intimate, of course. His prey was still alive and he was still inside their body.

(Y/N) closed her eyes in bliss as Hisoka’s cum finally rested inside of her. Her breathing slowed down and the blush on her cheeks faded into softer shades of pink. The sun was coming down. Its orange tones highlighted her sweaty body like a canvas. It almost seemed like she was a freshly painted portrait. Divine Feminine tamed at last.

Both of them laid on their backs, observing the plain ceiling. It was relaxing to lay down after such an exhausting task. All she wanted to do was shut her eyes and rest.

Rest, rest, rest…

My brother! His fight is over!

(Y/N) shot up from the bed, practically tripping over herself as she gathered her things - putting them on. She didn’t even notice her bra was inside-out. More shockingly, she didn’t even notice cum was dripping down her legs.

Hisoka watched amusingly from the sidelines at her scattering around the room.

(Y/N) scanned the room for one final time. She groaned as she saw her wet panties on the bed, right next to Hisoka. She jumped onto the bed and reached for her underwear. As she pulled back, Hisoka grabbed her wrist.

“Tell me, (Y/N), how would your older brother react to hearing about how I ruined his little sister's innocence? How I fucked her and she enjoyed every second of it? I bet he’d try to kill me~.”

(Y/N)’s mouth opened and closed, not a single word leaving her starstruck mouth. Her body was paralyzed with fear. She forgot who she was dealing with in her panic.

“What's the matter? You want to keep our little secret just between us two? Fine. However, come to my room tomorrow at the same time you did today and we’ll have some more fun. If not…”

She didn’t need to ask - She knew. She imagined the consequences in her mind, thinking about the outcome of her moment of weakness.

Hisoka wasn’t done with her; this was just the appetizer.

—-

“Hey, (Y/N), where were you during my fight? I didn’t see you in the crowd at all.”

“Oh, I was just getting some snacks.”

“Ah, alright. Next time just tell me beforehand. I wouldn’t want a stranger taking advantage of my little sister. Right, sis?”

“Haha, yeah…”

[desired-victim]

illumi fucking you from behind... would it be possible? (maybe it could be in front of a mirror? if it's not too specific and you feel uncomfortable) i'll be grateful for what you decide to write, thank you very much in advance!! 💕💖

A/N: Hi, I added a few things that would show the readers some of the things I am willing to write. Please note the trigger warning ❤️. I tried to write Illumi as in character as I could so sorry if I made him too OOC. Also, I want to apologize for taking so long to write this, I haven’t posted FF in YEARS. Oh, and there might be some grammar mistakes! Tell me your opinion and your always welcome to request, God knows I need some entertainment during quarantine.

Hope you like my little history lesson ;)

💕Position - Doggy Style + mirror 🪞

💕TW - The content below includes Dom/Sub, Dominance and power play, NSFW themes, breeding kink, misogyny, marriage kink, unhealthy marriage & other.

Enjoy…

Illumi loves a position in which he could dominate you. Illumi is a dominant man with straightforward goals and one of his goals is to breed you. Whether it’s with you below him or beside you, he’s gonna cum so far in your cunt, you’ll have no choice but to be pregnant.

And so fucks you on your hands and knees, where your helpless to his thrust.

“Illu-Illumi…” I rasped.

Illumi’s hips slapped my buttocks and I was thrusted forward before I was pulled back. His cock sliding against my walls and the tip about an inch in before all of him was forced into me again. An overwhelming cycle I never wanted to end.

Illumi loves power and control. If he loves you, he wants to control you. It’s his love language.

Illumi’s hands gripped my hips, digging his neat nails into the flesh of my ass. His fingers (despite their long and willowy appearance) are comparable to iron, once trapped into them, you cannot escape. So there I was, on my hands and knees, completely bare, getting absolutely fucked out of my mind by Illumi Zoldyck - a man so deadly, you’d have a better chance swimming across an ocean than escape him.

Illumi is a family man and he believes in family principles. A husband should be in charge and a wife should listen - bending to his rule and obeying his word.

Once you marry into the Zoldyck family, you become his. But not completely.

Only when your pregnant, you become a true Zoldyck.

The bed creaked from our movements, and I moaned, gripping my fingers into the mattress as he moved in and out of me. “Illumi, Please,” I said, flushed. “I’m going to come again.”

Barely audible grunts escaped Illumi’s lips, his chest shined with sweat and his usually composed hair stuck to his face. This was one of the few times I’ve seen him disheveled. Usually, my dear husband was composed and professional as can be. Only with me, did he loosen his tight collar.

If not for the mirror before me, I wouldn’t be able to see my beautiful husband dissolve into a passionate mess. But I also wouldn’t’ve been able to see myself rasping and gasping, moaning and shouting out in delirious pleasure as his cock rubbed my gummy walls over and over again.

Illumi sat on the heels of his feet and grabbed my hair, pulling me back to where my back rested against his sinewy chest. He began to thrust his cock up into me at a quick pace.

There, I could hear Illumi clearly. He must have been in heaven considering he never made noise much that would express emotion in the first place.

His breath was hot and heavy, caressing my ear blissfully. Illumi’s unoccupied hand traveled to my cunt, messaging my clit in quick circles. I squealed out as my cunt was abused by Illumi in every way. The sound of our flesh connecting reverberated around our room.

In the mirror, I saw my breast bouncing up and down, my nipples soft and glowing from the spit he left on them earlier when he licked them.

My legs shook and I shouted as my cunt squeezed Illumi’s cock, peeking at its highest pleasure. “Yes, yes,” I moaned out as I felt another orgasm develop. My clit throbbed on Illumi’s quick fingers, more sensitive than before from my orgasm.

Illumi loves sex more than he lets on. He may seem stoic most of the time, but when he’s fucking you, his head is spinning as his dick spurts out fertile cum into your womb.

“Look at yourself, Y/N,” Illumi whispers into my ear, hand tugging at my hair. “You look so beautiful when your being a good wife.”

Illumi’s fingers left my hair and clit, and I was shoved forward against the mattress. He grabbed both my arms and used them as leverage to thrust into me at an inhuman pace. I looked up into the mirror again and saw Illumi’s reflection. His chest was now a light pink and his arms tensed, the muscles prominent from years of the harshest and cruelest training. I could see my ass being smacked by his thin hips.

His iron grip around my arms dug into my soft flesh. The way his fingers dug into my arms reminded me of an art-piece I saw at a museum years ago. A masterpiece by the famous seventeenth century artist Gian Lorenzo Bernini. One of his most famous works was called The Rape Of Persephone, a story depicting the god of the underworld abducting the goddess of spring. When I first saw it, I could hardly believe my own eyes. A giant slab of stone picked and carved at until it became a figure of a god stealing a helpless maiden-goddess. It shocked me when I learned the artist was barely in his early twenties when he carved it.

Poor Persephone, thrashing and fighting fruitlessly against Hades’ grip, desperate run to her mothers protective arms.

As I observed it, a miniature detail came to my attention - tiny tears falling from Persephone’s eyes. It was a detail many people would fail to catch if they didn’t take the time to descry all the details on the statues surface.

But the most impressive thing that caught my attention was the way Hades’ stone fingers grasped at Persephone’s side and leg. How his fingers were carved to look like they were digging into soft and delicate flesh. The details and the understanding of human anatomy was so incredible, it was easy to forget you were looking at a marble statue.

And the way Illumi’s fingers sunk into my flesh reminded me of Bernini’s piece, his fingers digging into my arms like a string tightened around a finger. I felt the need to revisit the museum, until I remembered Bernini’s most famous art piece was stolen by the Phantom Troupe. A shame, really.

“Don’t stop!” I shouted out, “I’m gonna Cum again!”

Illumi straightened his posture and began to thrust into me at a harder pace. Every time I was thrusted forward, Illumi’s grip around my arms pushed me towards him.

This is too much…

Illumi has an insatiable breeding kink. If he came anywhere other than your pussy, sex wouldn’t be as satisfying. His seed belongs in your pussy.

The exposed Illumi in the best way possible. I could see his beautiful body at its peak. He was really made for this. He fucked like a well oiled machine with unlimited power. Those years of harsh training made his timing punctual and his thrusts unyielding. My ass was surely to be red by the end of this. Not like I wanted it to end…

“Illu, my cunt is desperate for you…”

My pussy squeezed Illumi’s cock once again, and drooled down my legs and onto the bedsheets. Illumi made that facial expression I loved, the wide eyed one with his mouth opened into a noiseless round “o.” His pointy nose dusted with a pretty pink blush that only appeared when he came.

My gummy walls milked his cock. My pussy carried his sperm and welcomed it, warmly. My toes were clenched and my eyes rolled up into the back my skull, my tongue lolling out of mouth, a string of drool hanging off the tip of it.

At last, Illumi’s sweaty hands let go of my arms, letting me fall on the bed, face down, ass up.

Illumi ran his hand up my back, feeling my hot, red skin. His hand finally reached my head, pushing my sweat covered hair away from my face.

“I can never get enough of you,” he said, the corner of his mouth lifting into a smirk. “You are mine, Y/N. You are mine, forever and ever.”

I could only agree with him…

Illumi loves by possessing, and how else could a man who can’t speak with words tell his wife he loves her? By dominating her. At least, that’s the way Illumi understands it.