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bwabys-scenarios · 9 months
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HXH men I feel would prefer a chubby!wife
characters: feitan, kurapika, uvogin, illumi
warning: nsfw, marking, breeding, oral(f!receiving), size kink, boob sucking(?), mention of murder, biting
PT 2
Feitan
-life is hard and cold, chubby!wife soft and warm
-he has never really had any interest in woman or men until he meets you. so soft and delicate, with your cute tummy and thighs that he NEEDS to pinch and squeeze
-Feitan falls first, and falls harder. If you catch his attention he is never letting you go
-NEEDS to lay on your boobs and thighs. he’s the most talkative when you refuse him, huffing and growling about you being unfair
-enjoys leaving his mark on you, loving how his hand print leaves a deeper mark on your soft flesh. bites into your flesh, marveling at how soft you are!
-loves to have your butt in the air, pounding into your cute pussy as your cute ass bounces. big on spanking, not even as a punishment he just wants to smack your ass LOL
-will literally never admit to liking your body, but will gladly show it
-his head is constantly between your legs, eating your pussy. you just taste so sweet and make such cute sounds for him! be careful though, he bites!!
-has and will kill for you again. can’t stand hearing anybody talk bad about you. They aren’t even worth his torture, they need to be taken off the earth IMMEDIATELY
Kurapika
-never knew he had a preference for bigger women until he befriended you
-literally could not keep his eyes off your swaying hips and the imprint your thigh highs left on your thick thighs
-bro is always subtly grabbing your ass and thighs
-has the biggest breeding kink, so you having them child bearing hips turns him on to no end. the first thing he asks after you’re in a relationship is if he can get you pregnant right then and there
-will actually get on his hands and knees to beg to cum inside you. he wants to stake claim to your womb NOWWW
-please let him fuck your thighs he’s creaming in his pants thinking about it
-loves to praise you and remind you how much he loves you body. if you’re insecure, fuck that! he makes sure you feel thoroughly loved and beautiful
Uvogin
-bro is fucking huge, he can’t fuck a thin woman without breaking her
-if you thought Kurapika was handsy you have not met Uvogin. He loves slipping his hands into your panties to play with your plump pussy, doesn’t matter where you are
-he has a size kink, but pretty much every woman is small compared to him
-he will not hesitate to pick you up, so get used to being carried around like a doll
-he loves cumming on your cute tummy!!
-please let him hold you in his lap, you aren’t gonna hurt him don’t worry!! he needs you constantly, so grind against his crotch and he’ll be so sweet with you
Illumi
-boney mfker that craves the gentle touch of a chubby woman
-another with a huge breeding kink. he’s incredibly strong and loses control during sex, so he needs someone with some extra cushion so you don’t like… die
-cums inside literally every time without fail
-makes you wear lingerie that shows off your tummy and boobs
-he’s a huge boob man, will bite and suck on them for hours
-he’d sleep on your boobs or tummy every night if you let him(pls let him he’s so touch starved)
-he’s another guy with no shame, always had his hands on you in some way or another
-likes to take you in missionary so he can see your cute face turn red when he sinks into you
-holds your hand while he fucks you, loves how soft your hands are
-another guy that will kill anyone that talks bad about you. you’re his precious wife!!
A/N: I have so many other characters I believe would love a chubby wife, who wants a part 2??
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catxfisher · 4 months
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Just the tip
One Shots about our favorite Adult trio and Y/N in different "Just the tip" scenarios.
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Illumi Zoldyck
Her fingers dug into the soft black T-shirt as she gently pushed her hips over his lap. She tried to look into his dark eyes while he tried to avoid her gaze. He knew he couldn't say no when he looked into her beautiful, large eyes. "Please Illumi, just the tip, please..." Damn, now he had looked up. Her cheeks were slightly flushed and the first tears were already welling up in her eyes. She was absolutely enchanting in his eyes. And it was difficult for him to deny her a wish. But they had already talked about it and had come to the conclusion that it just wasn't quite right yet. She wanted to pursue her job as a Hunter for a few more years and, above all, consolidate her relatively new relationship with him before she started planning a family. And it was universally known that "just the tip" never remained "just the tip". And her opinion on the whole child topic as well as the fact that they had run out of condoms and were not using any other form of contraception, was making his life really difficult right now.
But what was he supposed to do when she was sitting in his lap and literally begged him to give her "just the tip"? She was just so damn horny and he found it so hard to stand firm. And maybe he just rolled his eyes and grumbled something quietly to himself that sounded a lot like "needy brat". But deep down he just wanted to throw all resistance overboard, because for him there was no better idea than to finally pump her full until her belly was round and her breasts were heavy and full of milk. He just wanted to give free rein to his breeding kink, which never was allowed to see the light of day until now. His otherwise emotionless dark eyes now seemed almost to blaze as they fell on her full lips, which were slightly parted and from which soft gasps escaped while she was still grinding against him. Faster than she had thought possible, he had rolled her over until her back was pressed against the soft sheets and he was on top of her. He slipped his hand under the old T-shirt she used to sleep in and found two things. Firstly, no underwear and secondly: "You're so wet, love." It was impossible for her not to moan softly as his fingers slid between her pussy lips and teased her lightly. "Want my cock that bad?" She nodded frantically and pulled her bottom lip between her teeth as she watched him sliding his jogging bottoms halfway down his thighs, freeing his cock. She couldn't stop her mouth from watering when she finally got to see it. Long and grithy with a slight curve to reach each of her spots perfectly. Drops of pre had formed at his tip, which was already slightly reddened. He pushed her thighs apart to create more space between her legs for himself and also pushed up the t-shirt to finally get a glimpse of what would eventually be his personal downfall. His long, slender fingers travelled back up her thigh to her centre to make sure she was ready for him. But she needed no further preparation. She was so wet that he could see her juices wetting not only the inside of her thighs, but also the bed sheets beneath her. His fingertips brought whimpers to her lips, begging again for more. And he gave her exactly what she wanted from him. The tip of his cock, swollen and reddened and leaking, rubbed against her entrance while he played with her clit. He threw his head back and couldn't suppress the deep humming in his chest. Meanwhile, she moaned loudly and tried to push herself away from the bed and get closer to him to finally have him where she longed for him. His hand gripped her hip and held her in place so that she couldn't move any further. "Stay still," he mumbled softly. But he only achieved the opposite. She braced herself against his hand and tried to push him away so that he would finally come closer.
"So impatient, love." His gaze was fixed on her expression. The way her lower lip was pushed forward because he hadn't yet given her what she wanted. The single tear that ran down her cheek. He didn't even realise that she had wrapped her long legs around his hips and crossed them at her ankles. His cock slid deeper into her and the soft exclamation of his name was like music to his ears. He thrusts into her gently and listened to the soft sounds that escaped her. She was so needy today that the knowledge that only he could provide her with this kind of satisfaction made him feel warm inside. "What me to fuck you that bad love?" he asked. A nod and a few gasping breaths were all she could say in reply. And who was he to deny her that wish. A cry escaped her as he sank completely inside her with one hard thrust. He was so incredibly deep that she felt him push against her cervix. He found a hard and fast rhythm with which he buried himself in her again and again. He watched as her eyes rolled back and her hands eached around until they found his shoulders and grabbed onto them to find some sort of support and brace herself for his pace. He felt her literally suck him in, her warm walls gripping him and making it difficult for him to pull back.
It was unrestrained. Just reduced to lust and her urges. Messy. Without a condom. She could see it in his eyes, just as he could see it in hers. There was no coming back from this. For both of them, there was no better feeling than this. Without a barrier, skin on skin. He knew that he would never again be able to live without letting his bare cock slide in and out of her warm cunt raw. As quickly as they had brought up "just the tip", they had also thrown it out the window. Forgotten as soon as he fucked her on purpose. Buring his shaft inside of her right down to the hilt. All caution was lost in their lust and need to feel each other and listen to his name slide over her lips again and again like a mantra as her pussy pulsed around him and seemed to literally suck him in. He watched as her back lifted off the bed and her body shook as her orgasm swept over her. "Fuck, shit...!" Illumi closed his eyes as he felt her almost milking him and he tried to penetrate her as deeply as he could. He felt the distinct tugging in his stomach and heard the roaring in his ears that showed him that he was ready too.
The thought of pulling out kept coming back to him and he was determined to maintain at least some semblance of control. Because at least one of them had to remain rational and think about how they had come to an agreement. But no matter how good the arguments were to pull out, it couldn't beat the feeling of finally fucking her without protection. Her lewd noises grew louder and louder as the grip on her hips tightened and the rhythm of his hips became uneven, turning her first orgasm into a second. A hiss escaped him as he tried to fight the stuttering of his hips and pull out. But her pussy just felt too good and while inside him his breeding kink was still fighting against the good reasons of pulling out, she finally made the decision for him. The grip of her legs tightened, not letting him back off, keeping him exactly where her lust-fuelled brain wanted him: Between her legs and deep inside of her. A long drawn-out "fuck" escaped him and echoed through the room while he could no longer prevent his own orgasm from overtaking him and allowing his sperm to flood her pussy.
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Hisoka Morow
She had agreed to accompany him to the event. Her job was just to look nice next to him, smile nicely and make small talk. And she totally regretted going along with it. There were a lot of older gentlemen at this event, who lost interest in her after a few lecherous glances and brief exchanges of phrases as soon as they realised she was here with the crazy magician. She couldn't blame them, really. She could feel the fear spreading through the men as soon as they realised. And it was justified, Hisoka was dangerous. Still, she was disappointed. Without anyone to talk to, she was bored to death. She wasn't close to the few people present who were her age and not that afraid of Hisoka. She had discovered members of the Phantom Troupe and Illumi too. But she didn't have a point of contact to engage them in conversation and they were more interested in talking to Hisoka and didn't give her more than a few quick glances. So she sat next to Hisoka and was bored.
She tried to occupy herself for a while by trying to recognise patterns in the tablecloth in front of her or by counting the tiles on the floor. But she didn't last long before her eyes wandered around the crowded room again, longing for something to do. Hisoka didn't pay any attention to her either. He was far too engrossed in the conversation with Chrollo and Illumi, who had the seats opposite them at the table. She knew that she had to do something if she didn't want to be stuck here. And she knew a method that would definitely help her to lure Hisoka away from this event and get him home. And to get her plan rolling, she first took a quick trip to the toilet, only to return to her seat next to Hisoka just a few minutes later.
She slid her hand under the table onto Hisoka's thigh. She felt the muscles under her fingers tense up for a moment, only to relax again shortly afterwards when he realised that she was merely drawing small, random shapes on his thigh. With her fingertips, she felt the muscle strands of his leg, which were still rock hard even though he was sitting completely relaxed next to her. Her fingers travelled upwards from his knee before pausing halfway up and then finding their way to the inside of his leg. She let her fingertips circle there too before placing her entire palm on his leg. With gentle pressure, she caressed his thigh before venturing further and further up. Her fingertips brushed against his crotch and after a short wait, she dared to slide her hand further until it covered him completely. She could see Hisoka watching her out of the corner of his eye, but without interrupting the conversation with the other two men. She gave him a slight smile that spread into a grin as he sank further into the chair, spreading his legs wider to give her more room. Her hand quickly found a comfortable position as she slid it over his crotch again and again, feeling him slowly harden beneath her. Only a short time later, her fingers slid a little further up until she found the button and zip of his trousers and undid both.
Her hand slipped under the fabric. Now only separated from him by his boxer shorts. As she continued to massage him, she could see him swallowing hard and his breathing was a little faster than usual. If you weren't paying close attention, you wouldn't notice, but she had a feeling for him. She heard the slight excitement in his tone as he spoke to the other two because his words came out a little more stretched. He was telling them about a fight he had coming up in the arena and she chose that moment to slip her fingers under the elasticated waistband of his boxers and finally feel his hot and hard cock for real. Her fingers slid over the soft head, catching the drop of pre that had formed and rubbing him in agonisingly slow strokes. She could feel it pulsating as she continued to massage him. She knew him well enough by now to know that it wouldn't be long before he came into his boxer shorts. And probably to avoid that, Hisoka's own hand slid under the table and grabbed her wrist to pull her away. She allowed it, but before he had a chance to straighten his clothes back under the table, she placed her hand over his and guided it to her own thigh. Just a moment later, she had navigated his hand even further until his fingers were under her dress. The cool satin fabric was a stark contrast to her naked and hot centre. She had taken off her panties in the bathroom so that he now met her pussy lips, wet with her own juices. She bit the inside of her cheek to stifle the slight moan that escaped her as his fingertips finally made their way to her entrance. She gripped his wrist tightly and thrust her hips forward as she pushed his hand towards her centre until two of his fingers finally entered her. She couldn't stop her soft walls from tensing and pulsing as she finally felt something of him inside her. She pushed her hips towards him in small circular movements, holding his hand until she had the feeling that he wasn't going to pull away. Only then did she push her own hand back into his boxer shorts and grasped his cock as tightly as her pussy was gripping his fingers.
Faster than she could react, Hisoka had stood up, pulled her to her feet and positioned her in front of him. At the same time, he turned to the two men, who looked at the couple in surprise: "You'll excuse us for a moment, we have to go and say hello to someone." Before the others had a chance to reply, Hisoka had already pushed her out of the hall in front of him and only stopped at a door down the corridor. He yanked the door open, pushed her inside and then closed the door again behind him. She didn't even have time to look at the room before he had turned her around and pinned her against the door. "Fuck Pet, be good and let me come," he murmured softly as he pressed his lips to the sensitive spot under her ear. She couldn't suppress the smile that spread across her face as she thrusts her hips towards him. "I didn't stop you, did I? You could have come then and there at the table." She could sense that he was getting really desperate, chasing towards his orgasm the way he was grinding against her thigh. "Not in my boxers, you know what I want" he was still panting against her ear. His breathing quickened by now. "How could I, you'll have to tell me Hisoka." Her hand slid between their two bodies, freeing him from the last piece of disturbing fabric before her fingers closed around him again. "I need your pussy, darling. Need to feel you around me, want to pump you full so the old peeping geezers here know you're mine." With slow movements, her thumb circled his slit, playing with the soft head before she pumped him again in slow movements. She savoured his throbbing, the slight desperation she could hear in his voice. "Why should I let you? You ignored me the whole evening and I was bored. You promised me a nice evening and you didn't deliver. So do you really think you deserve my pussy?" Soft moans reached her ears as he thrust his hips towards her to at least urge her to move faster. But she took her time. They both knew very well that he could actually take what he wanted, as he was much stronger than she was. But she had him wrapped around her little finger and made him do what she wanted. "Just the tip Y/N. Please, just the tip, that's all I want." He pressed light kisses on her neck and her collarbone. His warm breath stroked her skin as he gasped "Please" over and over again. She pushed him away from her to turn her back to him. Her fingers dug into the soft fabric of her dress as she pulled her skirt up so that it billowed around her hips. She spread her legs and leaned forward to finally give him a glimpse of her pussy. With a quick glance over her shoulder, she caught his dilated pupils and flushed cheeks. "Okay, just the tip and then at home you'll fuck me properly." She had barely finished the sentence before he had bridged the distance between them and penetrated her with the thick head of his cock. "Anything you want darling," he gasped as the tightness of her pussy mesmerized him and he poured himself inside her.
She had won.
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Chrollo Lucilfer
He knew he had to have her the first time he laid eyes on her.
That day, he had sneaked through the dark alley, looking for someone connected to his next coup. She had walked past him in her white dress with a pretty smile on her face. She was so radiantly beautiful, like a bright light in his darkness. And he couldn't get her out of his head. So he did what he did best. Gathered information and hunted her down to make her his. And so he met her again. He had found out that she was a guest at a charity event organized by one of York New's wealthiest persons.
He had arrived before her, sat down at the bar and watched her descend the stairs. Her hair was artfully tied up and the red dress she was wearing made her shine. He wasn't the only one who had noticed her arrival. Both men and women around him eyed the beautiful young woman and he could hear the murmuring and whispering that went through the crowd. When she made her way to the bar after a while and a few rounds of small talk, he saw his chance. He immediately engaged her in conversation, which was not difficult for him. He was charming and had been told many times before that he had a way with his words. And Y/N was glad that someone had finally approached her who wanted to have a conversation with her that went beyond mere small talk and the exchange of meaningless phrases. Someone who wasn't just interested in her money. Oh, if only she knew what he really wanted from her... She was lively and talkative. And the more champagne glasses he handed her, the more trusting she became. He could probably have asked her for all the login details to her bank accounts and she would have given them to him. Instead, he listened to her as she confided in him about her life and suffering. Among other things, she told him about the upcoming wedding next week. That it had been planned by her parents and that she had only seen her future husband twice so far. That she was very much looking forward to her married life because she wanted to fulfill her duties as a daughter and wife to be conscientiously. She was a good girl who always followed the rules and wanted to make her family happy. Chrollo sensed that the alcohol was slowly making its effect. So he seized the opportunity. "Let's find a quieter room, love, then we can talk better," he suggested as she sipped her champagne. Without thinking twice, she nodded: "Yes, it's really very noisy here." He could hardly believe his luck at how trusting she was. He offered her his arm she smiled and as soon as she hooked her arm around his, he led her out of the ballroom and into one of the small guest rooms at the other end of the corridor.
While he closed the door behind them and locked it inconspicuously, she made herself comfortable on the bed. The alcohol had made her cheeks rosy and her beautiful eyes had become slightly glassy. The radiant smile still adorned her face as she waited for him to finally take a seat next to her on the bed. Slowly, and with a deliberate steps, he closed the distance. The mattress gave way slightly beneath them as he sat down. He leaned his back into the soft pillows and made himself comfortable. The soft laughter that rang out next to him sounded like the most beautiful melody to him. "Tell me more, love," he asked her. And so she made herself comfortable next to him and talked about her upbringing, her childhood and her pets, and then again about the man she was going to marry next week. As she talked, Chrollo listened attentively and casually let his hand wander over her thigh. She only paused her story for a moment before blessing him with her radiant smile again. The way she spoke so passionately, using her hands to paint the picture for Chrollo and how relaxed she sat by his side, made his heart lose its rhythm and it skipped a beat for a moment before he could regain his composure. "I'd like a nice house, it doesn't have to be big but cozy with a little garden where I can grow some vegetables. And then maybe..." She couldn't finish the sentence. Because in a split second he had sat up and turned towards her, then he had already pressed his lips to hers.
Her eyes widened in surprise and she slid her hands between their bodies until she could rest them on his chest. She tried to push him away, but he was stronger than her and didn't give in. But when he held her face with both hands and gently caressed the soft skin of her cheek, she no longer wanted to push him away. She found herself enjoying the gentle kiss. She thought he was a nice and attentive man. And she also found herself wishing that he was the man she would marry. She would like to live with him by her side. A happy life. Images of a shared house with a garden flitted before her inner eye. Maybe a dog, definitely three children. She hesitantly returned his kiss, opening her mouth willingly when the tip of his tongue tapped against her lower lip. She allowed his hands to wander down from her face, his lips following them until they paused at a point just below her earlobe. A shiver ran through her as he pulled the soft skin between his lips. She felt like she was getting goose bumps. She wanted to look, but her body no longer seemed to obey her. Instead, she tilted her head, giving him more space to caress her neck.
She allowed his hand to close around her breast and when he began to knead it lightly, she leaned towards him eagerly. It felt so good. No one had ever touched her like this before and she liked the slight tingling sensation that ran through her body. She liked it so much that she could become addicted and above all didn't want him to stop. So she leaned towards him, pressing herself against him until he pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders and the soft fabric billowed around her hips. He pushed her into the pillows and climbed over her until his hips found their place between her legs. His mouth never left her body, but he moved lower. So deep that he could suck her nipple between his lips. She knew she was supposed to stop him. Knew she shouldn't be doing this. She wanted to save herself up for the husband she would have next week. But it just felt too good. And when he bit down lightly, she could no longer suppress the moan of his name. He smiled at her as he let go of her breast and shortly afterwards went for the other nipple. Heat gathered in her belly and when he took one hand to gently knead the free breast, her lower body twitched. Her abdomen collided with him and she felt a hardness between his legs that hit that one spot perfectly, sending lightning bolts through her body. She moaned his name again and clung to him. She didn't know if she was trying to push him away or if she was pulling him even closer. All she knew was that she didn't know how this all worked, but it felt too good to stop him. Besides, she wasn't even married yet, she tried to justify the behavior to herself.
She felt his hips pick up her pace, rutting against her. His lips let go of her breast, releasing her nipple with a soft pop. He straightened up on his knees and looked at the young woman beneath him. Her hair had begun to come loose and her hands had moved to her breasts to cover them. She was even more beautiful in his eyes. He knew that the sight was etched in his mind forever. His fingers closed around the hem of her dress, pulling at it, and she helped him take it off by lifting her hips. She was now lying there in just her panties, while he was still fully clothed. He seemed to be able to tell from her face that this bothered her a little and added to her insecurity. So he slowly undid button after button of his shirt until he let it slide off his shoulders and onto the floor. Then his fingers slid down his muscular torso until he came to a stop at his belt. She watched as he undid it and then slipped out of his pants. He stood in front of her in just his boxer shorts, his bulge prominent. He was long and thick, she could tell from the outline. He seemed like calmness personified as he stood there smiling at her.
She knew what that meant. That he wanted to have sex with her. And as much as she liked that tingle inside her, she knew it was something that couldn't happen. She couldn't let herself be tainted like that. She wanted to go into marriage as a virgin, the way girls like her should. Untainted and pure. He could see worry darkening her eyes. Her doubts were clearly written on her face. She sat up, scrutinizing the wicked grin on his face. "Chrollo, you know we can't do this. We can't go all the way." Her voice small as she looked at him through her lashes. She now had her arms crossed in front of her chest and looked so incredibly vulnerable. The innocence she radiated made his cock throb with excitement. "Don't worry, love. That's not what I want" he murmured softly as he climbed back into bed and over her. "There's another option." Her eyebrows drew together, irritation spreading across her face. "Huh?" He knew she didn't know any better. That she would believe what he would tell her next. "Yeah, if I just put the tip in, then it doesn't count," he whispered softly in her ear as he lavished kisses on her neck. Sucking the sensitive skin between his lips again. "It doesn't count?" she asked, still confused. She'd never heard of it before, but she hadn't heard much on the subject in general and had no idea what the options and possibilities were. "Exactly," he confirmed, reaching for the elastic of her panties and sliding them down her legs. She was now completely exposed in front of him. And as he looked at her, she came to the conclusion that he was probably right. He knew his way around better than she did. And he was a nice man, she had no reason not to believe him. "But it'll only be the tip, right?" She wanted him to confirm it again. That he recognized how important it was for her to maintain this status of untouchedness. He looked her firmly in the eyes and smiled at her: "I promise you, my love." After she nodded once more, she watched him take off his boxers. His hard cock slapped against his stomach. Undressed like this, he seemed even bigger. But he was pretty, she hadn't expected that. The head was slightly pink and she could see a drop of liquid glistening at its tip in the light of the room. His fingers slid up her thighs until he touched her pussy lips and felt the wetness that had formed between her legs. Then he moved even higher, massaging her clit and eliciting a moan from her. It felt so incredibly good.
He slid closer to her and then gripped the base of his cock. He navigated it between her legs and lips. He let it slide up and down a few times until it was thoroughly covered with her wetness. She couldn't suppress the string of moans that escaped her. She couldn't understand how it could feel so good when he wasn't even inside her yet and had really started. In the next moment, his tip penetrated her, was practically sucked in by her. A deep moan escaped him as he held the position, just the tip. If just one of them moved a little, he would slide out again. She had thrown her head back and her eyes were closed. Her lips were parted as soft sighs escaped her. "Just the tip Chrollo" she managed to gasp. He began to slide the tip in and out and it felt incredible. But he knew he couldn't leave it at that. She felt too good. He had to know what it was like when she completely enveloped him. He buried his head against her neck, kissing and licking the soft skin there. He knew he had to be clever about it. He had to make sure that she was completely overwhelmed by her lust. So his hand reached between them and he began to massage her clit. Meanwhile, he kept pushing in and out and with each thrust, he went a little deeper. It was barely noticeable, so slow that she only felt it when he was halfway inside her and the burning sensation she felt intensified with every second. "You promised it would be just the tip," she gasped as he continued to stimulate her clit. She knew that she should do something now, push him off her. But she just had to admit to herself that it felt too good to do anything now. The feeling was overwhelming, but he was so unbelievably big that it brought tears to her eyes with every further thrust. His head was still buried against her neck, soft moans and sighs stroking her skin. He had never felt anything that felt so good. She wasn't his first, not by a long shot. But none of the women before had stirred up lust in him this much. She was so warm and so, so tight. "I can't stop, it feels too good love. But I'll make it up to you, okay?" He breathed feather-light kisses on her swollen lips. With another thrust, he buried himself completely inside her, driving all the air from her lungs. "I'll put a ring on your finger," he promised too dazed by the veil of lust. "Okay," she gasped. She had only half realized what he had said and she didn't even care anymore. A knot was forming in her abdomen and it was the best thing she had ever felt. And while he never stopped playing with her clit, she began to push herself against his every thrust, meeting him halfway. This allowed him to thrust even deeper into her. His tip bumped against her cervix each time. His previously styled hair now fell loose in his face as he threw his head back. His pace increased and she couldn't stop her eyes from falling shut as the knot tightened. His name rolled off her lips in a continuous loop of moans and the next moment the knot burst. His hips didn't pause as her orgasm rolled over her and only one thought occupied her mind at that moment: it was worth it. This feeling that had taken over her whole body was worth no longer being considered untouched and not starting her marriage as a virgin. She didn't care that someone might find out and what the consequences might be.
His pace seemed to increase even more, even though she hadn't thought that was possible. Then his hips stuttered and she felt a warmth spread through her. He came inside of her. But even that no longer interested her when she caught a glimpse of his peaceful and almost blissful face. He stayed like that above her for a moment, peppering her face with kisses. Then he rolled off her and slid into the sheets beside her. His gaze wandered over her form. She smiled at him, her cheeks still flushed. There were many small marks on her neck and chest that he had left behind. His gaze slid further, between her legs. Her pussy reddened and his cum flowed out of her. Another image of her that he would never forget. He hadn't intended to come inside her, but he hadn't been able to resist in that moment.
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soft-zawa-png · 1 year
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HXH Adult Trio + which Hybrid! they would prefer ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡
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WARNINGS: 18+, smut, mention of pet play, pet names, honorifics (master), mention of overstim + orgasm denial, brat taming, YN is either a kitten, puppy, or bunny hybrid, voyerism, impact play, all 3 of em are horny mfs, female!reader, MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI
AN: . 1999 vers of them for the aesthetic today <3 I need all 3 of them right now I forbid them not being here to touch me :( Hadn't seen anyone do this with them yet so I did :) enjoy!
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CHROLLO ˚୨୧₊♱
This man adores obedience and expects loyalty from those who follow him: so why wouldn't he want his lover to be the same way?
Chrollo would want either a puppy!hybrid or bunny!hybrid
Puppy hybrids provide him with the grounding and assurance he needs that makes him believe that his world and his life are no less important than he thinks. Your sporadic personality and desire to please wouldn't go unnoticed by Chrollo. Your cute ears shifting and tail wagging every time you get excited to see him always warms his heart. There's a softness in his eyes whenever he looks at you, and an even softer spot in his heart that holds you impossibly close
He loves how soft and wiling you are to aid him, so obedient and loyal to him. Never having to deal with any lip or back-sass, his little pup is a sure fire way to bring this troupe leader back to his senses whenever he's stressed. You stay glued to his side, doing any and everything he expects of you to with a passion and affection. And he loves coming back home and seeing his pretty pup nestled on his perch within the dank ruins of the Phantom Troupe hideout, seeing you right where he left you
And he spoils you in return, rewarding his sweet girl with the best treatment as both your boyfriend and your master. You address him as master around the troupe but he also allows you to call him by his name. He Steals Buys you the most beautiful collars and jewelry, the prettiest of clothes and toys, almost anything your adorable heart desires you will get in a heart beat. Just love on him and be good for him and he'll do the same: he is a true romantic at heart
But don't think he won't rough you up a bit if you step out of line, which may be rare. If you yap too much or complain, he has nen gags and muzzles for that. If you whine for him and become too needy when all he's done is provide for you without avail, a punishment will already be in the works
Punishments start light: apologizing to him in front of the rest of the troupe, staying behind on missions, being restricted and left alone for a couple of hours and given a stern talking to. And then they progressively become more aggressive
More heavy handed punishments arise when you piss him off more than once: he involves bondage, light impact play, some sexual torture like orgasm denial, some degradation and humiliation in front of everyone, and his unmentionable favorite: fucking your cunt raw in any position he sees fit while the rest of the group watches. Disobedient pups aren't rewarded with soft affection, but are trained and reprimanded by filling their holes and clogging their senses to the point of tears as they whine
And bunny hybrids are just about the same, but Chrollo finds comfort in your quiet nature and takes it as a form of adoration and obedience. However, your cuteness won't be a free pass for getting checked, Chrollo is a man who values order and structure, and he can't have his sweet bunny messing up his plans and life as a thief. And if she does, one way to remind her of her place is making her cream on his cock profusely as she verbally apologizes in front of her colleagues, an arousing embarrassment on her part
"Please, my dearest, don't make master resort to such methods when you misbehave. What a shame, I had so much faith in you, sweet girl: You know disobedience doesn't go unpunished."
HISOKA ☆༻
He's a magician, so this man would want a bunny!hybrid
He could care more or less about how obedient you are (even though he finds some mischief every once in a while entertaining). So long as you give him the attention and affection he needs, he'll give it back if he thinks it's worth his while
He adores your softness and cute shape, often staring at you and giggling because he finds you so adorable. And you often grow nervous and hot in the face when he's openly honest about how cute you are. Your cotton tail fluttering and ears flopping catches him in a daze and makes him swoon. If Hisoka likes something, everyone will know
Not only are you amusing to him, but you take interest in his endeavors and provide him with an unmentionable calmness. You bring him down to earth and give him the company he's always longed for. Having you around makes up for the numerous years he's spent alone, and he shows you his gratitude quite often
Hisoka is horny 25/8 and will fuck your lights out to your hearts content. Your sex drive has to be on par with his, so sex will mostly be fast and powerful, just like him
Goes feral when he's pounding your sweet pussy and sees the way your cotton tail flitters from side to side, seeing the way you get overly excited and match his unbelievable speed. He'll opt for slower sex too if you tell him, but he'll want to do things his way most times
Punishments are rare with Hisoka, but most of them are sex based or him ignoring you and not giving you enough attention. But he can always count on his little bunny rabbit to always have a trick up her sleeve
"You look so adorable when I treat you like this, I can't hold back much more seeing you so willing. Give me what I want, sweet bunny, and I'll grant you with a thrilling suprise~"
ILLUMI *ೃ༄
Kitty. This man would want a kitty!hybrid. Look at his eyes and nod with me
I could also see him wanting a puppy!hybrid for obedience, but something about him screams CAT
The young assassin wants things done in a way that reflects his intellect and power, no mess ups and no amateur mistakes. To reduce him having to about deal with clumsy girls, he'll go for a kitten that's got her head on straight. Your agility and nimbleness will also aid him during missions, so he can count on you to do well
Illumi wants his kitty to be as obedient as possible, loyal and trained to perfection. He has no time nor patience for screwups and wants his girl to be pristine and well maintained
You give him the sound mind he's never had in life and you make him feel special and whole. Your purring and the twitching of your tail restores something broken in him, giving him a warmth in his heart that was thought to be ice cold. You're a listening ear who enjoys his rants about his family and hears him out
He loves you for who you are regardless of personality, as long as your number one priority is to serve him and pay attention to him. He expects you to do as he says when he says, no ifs, ands, or buts. He'll reward you for obedience and making him feel special, as you were selected for him by him. He'll spoil you with anything your sweet heart desires, and everything is lavish and stylish much to your taste
Kittens also bring some mischief with them, which illumi doesn't mind as long as it's kept to a minimum. But don't make him repeat himself, or you'll find yourself bent over with your ass in the air being smothered as you're spanked, making you count each and every one. Don't mess up, you'll be starting all the way over
Punishments are frequent and given out frequently. Illumi doesn't have any time to waste, but he finds time for correcting your bad behavior. Time is of the essence and he finds pounding the brat out of you to be pretty effective
He loves toying with you and making you suffer to make you think about what you did. He expects snarky comments from you when you don't get your way or just feel like pushing his buttons, but he finds it interesting to push you past your limits just to get you to bend to his will.
And sexual torture is one thing he's no stranger to. Playing with his precious kitty's cunt and making her audibly apologize to him gets him riled up in a predatory way: By this point he's just Hisoka. It's always an interesting time when he stuffs you with his cock, making you mewl for him
"Should've thought twice about crossing me, brat. Don't you know naughty kitties are dealt with accordingly? What a waste, maybe if you cum on my cock I'll consider reducing your punishment."
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morallygreyyn · 4 months
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Heyy!! Could you possibly do the HXH boys reacting to their s/o having a friend they platonically flirt with ? ( or maybe being the friend flirted with?)
hxh boys reacting to their s/o platonically flirting with their friend (hisoka, kurapika, illumi headcanons)
authors note: wow...it's been a while 💀 finally found inspo to write again after the shitstorm that was the past few months so i'm so glad to be back! sorry for taking so long anon pls forgive me 🥺 i'm finally getting round to all my super old asks
warnings: jealousy, possessiveness, hisoka, nothing major tbh
requests are open! please read my rules!
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lowkey why do i feel like he likes it
having said that, i feel like he would only enjoy it in the beginning
seeing you fake flirt with someone else would be akin to a challenge for him
his s/o likes to flirt with their friends? game on
if your friend would respond to you, it was a game to see who was better
hisoka vs your friend
hisoka would win every single time
although, he was a bit surprised when he discovered that you continued to flirt with your friend when he was not with you
and suddenly it wasn't a game to him anymore
and he was no longer playing along
now...hisoka is quite the possessive individual
what's his is his, no exceptions
he would have no problem threatening your friend
he would probably kill them if it weren't for the fact that he knew that you would retaliate in a way that he would not find enjoyable
you said that you would stop flirting with them, purely for the good of your friend
you didn't want to see them hanging by their feet over a ravine
ngl i feel like you'd be a bit peeved at him
hisoka is quite flirty, and i can see him flirting with others never seriously though
so why couldn't you?
you'd avoid him for a while
he would come to your house unannounced, wanting to know why
"you know why." would be your response
"if it is because of that one you call a friend, you can take out your frustrations on me."
"you'd like that."
"very much."
"then no."
"why?"
"i want you to suffer."
"tsk, tsk, y/n, you're so cruel."
"you'll get over it."
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oh no
kurapika doesn't like this one bit
while he trusts you and he knows that you do not have any romantic attachment towards your friend, it would still hurt him to see you "flirt" with someone else
weren't you his? wasn't he yours?
in no way is he possessive
i bet he would even feel bad about feeling jealous
but the poor boy couldn't help it
was he not good enough to flirt with? were you not satisfied?
he knew that these were irrational thoughts
you were only having fun with your friend!
so, he would simply sit there and let you continue, not wanting to cause an argument over something minor
i feel like he would tell you how uncomfortable he would feel with it only if you noticed what was wrong and pushed him to confess
or he would get so uneasy that he would have to tell you how he was feeling
you would, of course, listen to him fully to see his point of view
"i'm sorry, y/n, i know you are only having fun."
honestly, it would be difficult not to hug him tightly and apologise a thousand times
i know i would
you reassured him that it was him that you loved and that you would stop
you didn't realise how your boyfriend felt watching you flirt with another, even if it was in a platonic way with your friend
you very quickly made it clear to your friend that this was no longer something you would be doing
he wouldn't say it, but you could see how happy kurapika was that you understood his feelings and that you didn't resent him for it
it was a weight lifted from his shoulders
needless to say, you would certainly flirt with him more often
which kurapika thought was impossible seeing as you already flirted with him a great amount
oh boy was he wrong
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does he even know what flirting is
the only flirting he knows is what you have shown him
he knows the difference between how you treat regular people and how you treat him
so when he hears and sees you acting the same way around your friend as you do with him, he's marginally confused
not confused enough for it to bother him
i feel like he wouldn't even know how to react tbh
either he would not give a single fuck - you and your friend were just friends, you and illumi were dating
or your friend is going to die
jokes
kinda
if it did bother illumi, he would NEVER say this aloud
i feel like you would get the silent treatment and it would be up to you to figure it out
at first, you would be so confused
but then you eventually figure it out the next time you see your friend and illumi resumes his even colder attitude
"are you jealous?"
silence
"you are!"
more silence
"you know it's not real right? you're the one i love."
..."hmph."
"if you want me to stop, say so."
his silence would be your answer
the next time you saw your friend, you made it clear that you were setting boundaries
thankfully your friend understood and respected you
if they didn't the would very quickly find themselves at the bottom of the ocean
they were definitely too scared of your boyfriend to disagree tbqh
once you had done this, illumi seemed happier
well...
he didn't give you the silent treatment at least
so you took that as a good sign
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novasdarling · 1 year
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Growing Pains
Yandere! Illumi x reader
TW: Kidnapping Hinted, Pregnancy, Zoldyck Child Training(Idk what to label it as), Sort of Forced Pregnancy and Dubcon, Female Reader.
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A cry woke you from your sleep again. It had to be the fifth time in the last few hours that she had woken up. Heading towards the crib near your bed, you checked to see why Sora was crying again. She couldn’t be hungry again, you swore you had just fed her not too long ago. You silently prayed she wasn’t teething yet, you weren't ready for that. Picking her up, you both sat on the bed. Trying to calm her down so you two could sleep again. Usually, she was in her own room with butlers that came to answer her calls at night, like with the other kids. But when Illumi was gone, it was nice to have another in the room with you at night. Even if she wouldn’t sleep.
Trying to hush her to bed seemed to be insignificant. A knock at the door proved that.
“Mrs Illumi.” You always hated how they referred to as that. Always linking you to Illumi. Master Illumi’s wife. Mrs Illumi. Mrs Zoldyck. Never just your name. “If you please, I can take her back to her nursery.” A butler had walked in. She was new but extremely sweet. You wondered how the hell she got here.
“No, I’m fine. Thank you though.”
The butler left, leaving you with a crying baby. She was the fussiest of all your kids. The others were better sleepers by miles. There was nothing you could really do right now, you had changed her, fed her, rocked her. Looking down at her, wondering what would make her cry like this. You needed to calm her, it would be embarrassing to have to call the butler back because you had failed. Failed to get your own child to rest. She was your child, you should be able to do this. Holding Sora closer, you hummed an old lullaby your own mother used to sing to you. It was more for you than her, a way to calm yourself down. If she sensed your tiredness and stress it would only make things worse.
The cries had finally stopped, looking down you saw Sora peacefully sleeping. It worked, the lullaby got her to sleep. Silently thanking your mother's need to sing all the time. You moved to lay Sora back into the bedside crib, but when you put her down, she woke. She just wouldn’t let you be. Taking her back into your arms, you laid her down on the bed near you. Making sure the bed was cleared on her side. Luckily Illumi had gotten the biggest bed possible. You kept your hand on Sora’s stomach. Humming and rubbing her, trying your best to get her back to sleep. Soon the cries stopped, her heavy eyes closed and so did yours. Both of you letting exhaustion win. Getting the much-needed sleep you both had been deprived all night.
The morning light shining through the window had lit up your room. The drawn back curtains had allowed the golden light to fall in and unfortunately hit your eyes. Waking you up. Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, looking to the side expecting to see Sora, instead being met with an empty bed. Shooting up you looking around. She wasn’t by your bed, not in her crib. Where was she?
“Sora, Sora? Oh, god where is she?” You were running around the room the room, scared she fell off the bed and crawled somewhere.
“Mrs Illumi. Please relax. Sora is in the nursery with her siblings.”
It was the same butler as last night, she must have heard you running around the room shouting and came in. Her words calmed you down. She or one of the others most of gotten her before you woke up. You let out a breath of relief. She was safe and fine. Thanking and dismissing her, you got ready. Wanting to go see the kids in the nursery.
All you wanted to do was play with the children today, but Illumi was set to arrive back home soon. He'd never allow you to put all your attention on them when he was there. Dressing in Illumi’s favourite dress, as he was supposed to come home after dinner and always liked you ready to greet him in an outfit he enjoyed. It was like this ever since he had taken you as his wife. He had strict rules for you and the children. It was better when you played the part of the perfect wife. After all these years, it had gotten easier. Especially after having Mary and Silva, the twins. You had them to focus on when he was gone, to distract you from him. Illumi even seemed to change. He had always been somewhat kind to you, after all he had taken you and made you his wife because he stated he loved you. But before the twins he was awkward, not knowing how to communicate with you. All he did before was keep the bed warm with you and spoil you in gifts. Even then, it was detached. It was clear he didn’t know what to do with you besides the occasional conversation, sitting in silence, and sex. At least now he was more aware what was needed in a relationship.
Once ready you headed to the nursery. The butler told you all of them there playing. It was nice that there were still moments they could be kids, even if they belonged to the Zoldyck family. Heading down the hall until you came to the room. The nursery was on the other side of the hall. Illumi stated it was best to keep them far from your two’s room. You argued which made him settle on allowing them to have their rooms on the same floor as yours.
Walking into the room you were met with a different view than what you expected. The kids were playing, but they weren't alone. It wasn’t the usual butler that was watching them, no it was Illumi.
“Hello dear. You look wonderful.”
“You’re home early. I thought you were homing after dinner.”
He explained that the target was easier than originally thought so he was able to come home earlier. Illumi was sitting on the couch, holding Sora while watching the other kids play. They all had some features of his. Whether it be his long hair, his height or his large eyes. At least those that did have his eyes didn't have the emptiness like his. According to Kikyo, their eyes were almost like yours. Held the same emotions as yours, but were his shape. Only Silva and Sora looked more like you. Though Silva had his grandfather’s white hair. Born with a full head of it, Kikyo demanded that he have a family name. You were so tired you would have agreed to anything to get everyone away from you and get some rest.
Illumi signalled you over. Putting Sora on the ground to be swarmed by her siblings. Then pulling you down to sit on his lap. A hand on your waist and one on your thigh. He began to talk about his target. How easy it was, the method and plan he used. You always hated how he talked about these things in Infront of the children. They were still so young, but then again, he always told you that soon they would be joining him. It was hard to look at the twins and think that even though they were only eight, they were already getting trained. Being prepared to be taken out on missions with their father. No matter how much you loved them, they would always be seen as possessions of the Zoldyck family. Belonging to Illumi, not you.
“Sweetie, don’t push your brother.” You went to get up, but Illumi held you down.
“Let them be. They can figure things out on their own.”
Illumi went back to ranting about whatever he pleased until he called the butlers in to take the children to training. You tried to ask him to let them stay longer, you had just woken up. Yet, once again Illumi’s word was final. Once the kids left, he led you out of the nursery and back towards the bedroom. Signalling for you to help him undress, he knew you rather have him change his clothes once he got home. It was foolish, but it made you feel like what he did wasn't real if he changed clothes.
“We should have another.”
What
“You-we, I thought we were only going to have the four?” You two already had the twins, Kilian and Sora.
“Yes, but you seem happy with the kids." He turned to look at you. Scanning your face. "Lay down on the bed.”
He was standing there shirtless while your hands were still helping him with his pants zipper. There was no arguing with him. You originally thought after the twins he’d stop but then Kilian came a few years after that and Sora after that. To you, the others weren't planned. At least not on your part. It was only after you found out you were pregnant with Sora that he revealed he wanted four. Illumi tended to do what he pleased with you. In a sense, you were lucky he even brought it up instead of just doing it.
You laid on the bed, watching as he finished undressing. You realized you were still dressed. Your attempts to get undressed were stopped by him. Illumi telling you to just remove your underwear. Doing as he said, sliding them down and off your legs while Illumi watched. His eyes refusing to look away as he crawled on the bed between your legs. He held position you in the middle of the bed. Keeping himself in the middle of your legs. Using his hands to hold them apart while he lowered his head. Moving towards your clit, sucking on it. He was good, too good. It was rather annoying, especially since he was so good at reading you. Listening and watching you to see what worked best, what drove you crazy and right now. He was succeeding. The way his lips attached around your clit, the way he used his tongue. It made you a moaning mess, struggling to get away from him. Only to have his hand come up and hold your hip down. It was mind-numbing in an amazing way. The way his tongue was swirling around your clit was bringing you closer and closer to the edge. It wasn’t fair how he did this to get his way. Make you a puddle so he could do what he pleased. It wasn’t fair, but then again it was better than when you first got here. He just would position you and did what he pleased. Barely even warming you up.
“Good. Almost there.”
You were more than almost there. You were at the edge ready to fall off. Just a few more swirls and you were screaming his name. Gripping his hair, unsure if you wanted to pull him away or bring him closer. It was intense. You were still catching your breath as Illumi wiped off his face and lined himself up. You could barely look straight, too much in a daze. Not focusing on him moving and lining himself up, until you felt his tip at your entrance.
“I-Illumi, I don’t k-know.”
“Shh. I’m not done.”
He wasn’t a man of words unless he wanted to be condescending or rude. Then he seemed to be very skilled with them. It was best to lay back and let him enjoy himself now. If you were good for him, he’d make sure you enjoy it too. But the idea that he wanted another kid was blocking that idea. Were you ever going to get a break from having kids? Sora wasn’t even a year old, this was sooner after than the others.
“Illumi, please, S-Sora's too young.”
“I want a few more and now.” Illumi dipped his head to your ear. Littering a few kisses by your temple and the shell of your ear. While he pushed in. “You always look good-mmmm so tight-when you have my baby.”
His pace was slow while he pushed into you and let you get used to him. The stretch had gotten better over time, it was less intense than the first few times you two were together. Then again, Illumi also learned to focus on getting you warmed up first.
His thrusts were speeding up. His gentleness only lasted so long, he liked to get you off first so he could focus on him. He was selfish in nature, but better than before. His face was buried in the crook of your neck as his hips slammed against yours.
“Good. So good.”
Illumi was in the heat of the moment. Losing himself in your cunt. Fucking into you roughly. The way he was aiming his hips. Trying to get as deep in as possible. Wanting to also hit your sweet spot. It felt good, rough, but good. If he just slowed down a bit he would last longer and make you cum around him.
“Illumi! Illumi! Please, s-slow down. Please.”
“No. I’m almost done.” He was attempting to keep his composer. It was faint, but there was some strain in his voice. “I’m going to put another baby in you.”
He leaned back for a moment, pushing your legs up against your chest into a mating press. Allowing himself to get deeper. He was getting close to becoming too much. You wanted to push him away, but he wouldn’t budge. He was much stronger than you and once he was in the moment, there was very little you could do to push him away.
His grunts were loud and clear in your ear. Letting you know how much enjoyed being with you. He was hitting your sweet spot, ramming into it over and over. He was close, his thrusts were getting sloppy. You were getting close too. It wasn’t fair that he was making you feel so good when this wasn't really for you. He wanted another kid. You knew if he could, he’d probably keep you pregnant all the time.
“You looked good this morning. Laying in bed with Sora. Such a good mom” So that was it. Illumi was getting messy now, something that rarely happened. “I want more.”
The buildup was becoming too much. You clamped down on him, causing him to cum when you did. He held you tighter as he stilled. Filling you as much as he could and as deep as possible. While you were clawing at his back. Illumi was grinding into you, riding out his high. You were trying to catch your breath under him. Both of you lay there coming down from your highs. He came down faster than you, moving off of you to lay beside you. Watching your chest rise and fall trying to catch your breath.
“I hope for another boy like Silva. He’s getting further than I was at his age. Kilian seems to be too sensitive like you.”
Illumi was right, Kilian tended to come back from training in tears. It melted your poor heart. You never wanted this for them. If only all of them were more like Illumi. Mary tended to be a good spy, always telling her dad what you had been up to while he was away. He trained her well. You couldn’t help the way your eyes teared thinking of what your kids had become. They once were innocent little babies like Sora, but even she was receiving some training now and when she got older. She would become like the others.
“They’re kids Illumi...”
“Yes, my kids. They are part of the Zoldyck family and so will the others we have.” He moved closer, sitting up slightly and looking down at you. “I thought we were over this.”
“You're right, I'm sorry."
You remembered how you would cry and beg him to leave the twins alone when they started their training. Sometimes he'd lock you away as punishment so you wouldn't be able to see them for weeks. Spending that time alone crying over them. It was better to let him take them if it meant you could patch up their wounds after and be with them. It was cruel either way.
"Why do you want more now though? Sora is still so young.”
“I saw you with Sora this morning. You were so peaceful with her, you always looked that peaceful when pregnant. You always looked good.”
You smiled at his words. He was always the horniest when you were pregnant or when you two were trying. There was no arguing with him. You thanked him and laid a kiss on his lips. Illumi had come far from all those years ago. He was still cold and calculated, but at least now. Now he had his moments when he was alone with you and occasionally with the kids.
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hisokakissmeplz · 8 months
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What do you think would happen when reader slaps the adult trio's ass?
Love my silly little requests
Illumi
👁️👄👁️
He's actually shocked for like 20 minutes
Why would you do that?
He just turns around and stares at you
Probably gets you back ten times harder bc he sees everything as a challenge
He has to be the best and win every challenge ofc
Which he usually does
He takes it a bit too serious though and tries to make it better
"I'm sorry love, I guess I don't know my own strength."
Hisoka
Moans
He'd tease you like that yk
He's not super into receiving spanking but he likes to spank you
So he's a little shocked when you slap his ass but he quickly recovers
Spins you around so fast and slaps your ass even harder
You guys get into like a fight on who can slap the other's ass harder
He wins
Chrollo
Baffled at first
"You rang, darling?"
Turns around a little surprised
Wraps his arms around you just to pull you closer
I feel like he's an ass guy so his hands would be all over your ass
He'd retaliate later that night with you bent over his lap
He makes you count them btw
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his0kaswh0r3 · 1 month
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Possessive Obsession
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cw: possessive illumi zoldyck, stalking
Illumi Zoldyck was known for many things: his cold demeanor, his deadly assassin skills, and his unwavering loyalty to his family. But few knew about his deep, possessive obsession with a certain individual – you.
You had always been drawn to the mysterious allure of Illumi, his dark eyes holding secrets that both terrified and intrigued you. Little did you know, Illumi's fixation on you went far beyond mere curiosity.
As you went about your daily routines, you couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. Unknown to you, Illumi shadowed your every move, his sharp gaze never wavering from your small form. He relished in the feeling of control, knowing that you belonged to him and him alone.
One evening, you found yourself alone in a secluded alley, the dim streetlights casting eerie shadows around you. Before you could react, you felt a strong grip on your arm, pulling you into the darkness. It was Illumi.
"You shouldn't wander off alone like this, (Y/N)," his voice was low and menacing, sending a cold shiver down your spine. "You’re mine, and if you dare to stray, you'll find there's nowhere you can hide from me. Remember that."
His words hung heavy in the air, dripping with a chilling threat that made your blood run cold. In that moment, you realized the depth of Illumi's possessive obsession, and it filled you with a primal fear unlike anything you had ever known.
Your heart raced with a mixture of fear and excitement as Illumi's hand tightened around your arm. You could feel the intensity of his gaze, a possessive hunger burning in his eyes.
But Illumi didn't stop there. His touch became more demanding, his fingers trailing possessively along your skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. You trembled under his touch, torn between fear and desire.
Illumi's hands roamed freely over your body, claiming you as his own with each caress. His touch was possessive yet strangely tender, igniting a fire within you that you couldn't resist.
As the night wore on, Illumi's possessiveness only grew stronger. He explored every inch of your body, leaving you breathless and yearning for more. You surrendered yourself to him completely, lost in the intoxicating whirlwind of his touch.
From that moment on, you were never truly alone. Illumi possessed you in every sense of the word, his touch branding you as his and his alone. And though you knew you should resist his hold over you, you found yourself drawn deeper into his dark embrace, unable to escape his possessive obsession.
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rotyoursoul · 3 months
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Lmaaoo imagine Illumi texts you this:
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ladylisaaa · 2 months
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I’m back!🎉
Sorry for such a long absence, it’s my final year at the university soooo there’s a lot of stuff to do 🤯
Still, inspiration came to me and I created this little animation
Hope you enjoy it! ❤
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illubean · 3 months
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illumi headcanons with a s/o who wants to braid his hair and style it😭
Braiding Illumi's Hair
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Characters: Illumi Zoldyck Type: Fluff, Headcanons, Gn!reader
my fav bug eyed baby <3
Warnings: none
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no
you're going to have to fight this man on it 💀
"Braid my hair? What a waste of time."
the only way of convincing him is if you catch him on a day off or he just came home for the night
even then I don't think he'd just sit down for you to braid it
do it on a day where he's feeling a bit more clingy than usual
when he lays down on your chest for the night it's the perfect time to strike
start by running your hands through his long hair and massaging his scalp (which he loves; its one of the rare things that can actually put him at ease)
then just start playing with his hair and braiding it
he won't stop you considering he has nothing better to be doing
but now that you've finally braided it he might start expecting it and it would become a regular thing
after you braid it he's not going to take it out no matter how messy it gets 🧍‍♂️
it's just insignificant, he doesn't have the time to take it down totally doesn't leave it because you worked oh so hard
soo either take it down for him or rebraid it when you get the chance
after a while he starts to enjoy it
it makes you happy and keeps his hair out of his face on jobs so really it's a win win situation
he might actually start to WANT his hair braided; wordlessly asking by sitting on the floor with his back facing you
his face may not change much but you can tell how much he enjoys it by the way he holds the braid(s) and looks at them after you're done <3
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Illumi Relationship
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Warning: Abusive, controlling, manipulation material
I see Illumi as a controlling, abusive, narcissist who will keep whoever he loves under his thumb and use any means necessary
Illumi (Relationship)
Who Wakes up first in the morning:  Illumi, isn’t one to sleep deeply. He will wake up any creaks and movements his S/O moves. He wants to make sure his S/O is around him. He will keep his S/O close to him. He will wake up to bring breakfast for his S/O, and question them about how their night was before, he wants to hear about their dream making sure they didn’t dream anything they shouldn’t have.
Who’s the first to fall asleep at night:  He will ‘fall’ asleep, he is monitoring his S/O.  His S/O has to be in the room when he falls asleep. He is a controlling man but if his S/O is good he will give them a little freedom by having them wander his room, if completely dedicated to him he will allow his S/O to wander the mansion. If bad he will handcuff them to his bed and fall asleep next to them.
What they playfully tease each other over:  Jokes come from his part, he isn’t very fond of jokes when he is at the end of them. But he will make jokes about his S/O. The jokes will be mostly about locking his S/O up if they are acting out of turn, and using his needles to control them. If his S/O is good, he will use rewards. The issue is never knowing when he is joking or not.
What they do when the other’s having a bad day:  Illumi will not notice if his S/O is having a bad day. He will only notice after so many mistakes that irritated him, that his punishment will be harsh. But if his S/O is devoted to him he will be lighter. Never expect a deep understanding conversation from him. If he is having a bad day, it is obvious as he seems more irritated, his S/O will not leave his side at all and he is in more control of them, if his S/O is doing everything perfectly expect to be rewarded if not, punishment ~~maybe shackled in the basement~~.
How they say ‘I’m sorry after arguments:  Illumi saying sorry will never happen. His S/O is always the only one to say sorry. His S/O made the mistake of challenging him, and he punished his S/O till they are begging for forgiveness. When his S/O does he will not forgive his S/O right away but will slowly start giving them rewards as they please him.
Which one’s more ticklish: His S/O. Though he doesn’t really do anything with it.
Their favorite rainy day activities: Training, studying, and housewife training. He wants his S/O to be the perfect S/O for him. After all the training he treats his S/O, could be, cuddling, could be sexual. It is whatever his S/O wants.
How they surprise each other: He might surprise his S/O by rewarding them, and his S/O might have the freedom to explore the mansion more. Or even leave the mansion without him. Others might be a harsher punishment than usual. He will keep his S/O on their toes. He isn’t a fan of surprises.
Their most sickening show of public affection: There is none, till he sees his S/o talking to someone he views as a treat does he hold his S/O close. He gives his S/O a warning glare before kissing his S/O over the corpse that he deemed a treat.
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bwabys-scenarios · 7 months
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Off the pill(NSFW)
Illumi x Fem!Reader
warning: breeding, oral(f!receiving)
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Name) looks over the room she shared with Illumi, her eye twitching in annoyance.
It had been decorated with flower petals, with candles for lighting.
On the bed we’re several pairs of lingerie for her to choose from, along with her barely clothed husband.
“Your shower took longer than expected, the whip cream melted.” Illumi looked at her with a pout, an expression most people wouldn’t be able to pick up on.
(Name) rolled her eyes and sat on the edge of the bed.
“Baby, I’m waiting for my birth control to be refilled, so no sex until then. I don’t want to take any chances.”
Illumi leaned towards her, brushing his hair back to kiss her cheek.
“My love, now is the perfect time to have sex. I always told you I wanted a big family.”
His kisses trail down to her neck, where he bites her most sensitive spot.
She shivers, and sighs.
“I told you I’m not ready for that, baby. We have our whole lives ahead of us, I don’t wanna spend our young years taking care of kids!”
He tilted his head pulling away to look at her with his eyebrow raised.
“My dear, the children will be raised by the help, you won’t have to lift a finger after birth. You’ll be treated like a queen for bearing my offspring.”
He traced his fingertips down their chest and around her stomach.
“Can’t you just imagine having a cute round belly? With..”
He raised his hands to squish her chest, letting the towel she’d been wearing fall to the ground.
“… big breasts just full of milk. Wouldn’t you just love that?”
“Ilu, you’re such a tease,” she whined, rubbing her legs together.
He threw the towel across the room, and left the bed, then kneeled on the floor in front of her.
“Am I really?” He kisses her thighs, watching her face for a reaction.
“I just want to touch you is all. Can I…”
He points in between her legs.
“Touch there?”
(Name) bites her lip.
It had been awfully hard to get off without Illumi hearing for the past week, and she could use some relief.
She slowly opened her legs, revealing her plump cunt to his dark eyes.
He purred at the sight, leaning forward to place a kiss on her cunt.
“So pretty. Almost too pretty to eat.”
Even after being married for half a year, (Name) still blushed at his words.
“My pretty little wife. You want me to touch you sweetheart?”
She nodded.
“Use your words, darling. Where do you want me to touch you?”
He traced his finger against her inner thigh, looking up at her through his dark eyelashes.
“M… my pussy please,”
“Aww, of course my love.” He cooed, immediately placing his tongue over her clit. She gasped, immediately moving her hands to tug at his hair.
Illumi didn’t mind this, it was a testament to the pleasure he was giving his pretty wife.
He slipped a finger into her, humming against her clit. “Have I been neglecting my poor wife? You’re already about to cum, and I’ve barely started.”
She whined. “Illumi… want you inside…”
This caused him to stop his movements, his eyes widening slightly. “What was that dear?”
She panted, eyes half lidded as she stared down at him. “Want you to fill me up, Lumi!”
And he couldn’t deny his wife, could he? That would make him a bad husband. Illumi was a lot of things, but a bad husband he was not.
She was pinned down quicker than she could think, mewling as his cock stretched her out. “Anything for you my love. I’ll fill you up as much as you want.”
He stared into her eyes as he sank into her cunt, his long hair tickling her cheek. She panted as he pounded into her, reaching up to cup his cheek. “Love you so much, Lumi!”
He cooed, peppering kisses all over his face before taking her lips. “I love you too, my love. More than anything.”
He came inside of her when he felt her walls flutter around him when she orgasmed.
She was about to relax, but he began moving again. “L-Lumi?”
He gave her cheek a peck. “You said you wanted to be filled up, right dear? The night is young, and you’re not nearly full enough yet.”
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(Name) pouted as she stared down at the positive pregnancy test, her husband nuzzling into her shoulder. “My love, my darling wife, you’ll be an amazing mother.”
She sighed, crossing her arms. “Hmph…”
“Don’t pout, it was inevitable, love. You’re carrying my child, and I will do everything in my power to make sure you spend the rest of your days in comfort.”
When Illumi was kissing her neck, hand rubbing at her tummy, she couldn’t stay mad. She giggled, the dark haired assassin smiling against her skin at the sound.
“Fine, Lumi, you win. What are some of your name ideas?”
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cherryskyies · 2 years
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How the adult trio sleep’s
guys i threw this together at the last minute pls it’s probs not my best writing but i think its funny tysn
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Hisoka
Hisoka mainly stays to himself in bed, preferring to lay on his back, head turned to the side with an arm wrapped around your waist and your head on his chest. Once he is in the position, the most he will do is turn his head to the otherside — you’re stuck in his iron grip until morning.
Something tells me that Hisoka doesn’t necessarily keep a tight hold on you during the night, instead he keeps his grip loose until you move, which triggers him to hold you close. 
Snoring is a rarity with the magician. Only when he is deep sleeping will you hear those soft snores of his. 
He would definitely sleep in the nude, you’d be lucky to get him under a sheet enough to at least try and keep it decent yk. Hisoka also prefers you sleep in the nude too, though. 
oh, i think hisoka would be the kind of guy to randomly hum at night - not like full on song, just like hm when switching what side he is facing yk.
Illumi
Illumi is probably the worst person ever to sleep with, hence the different rooms — you won’t sleep together, he won’t allow it.
He has a special pair of pajamas, weapons hidden in little crevices no one would ever think to check. Socks are a must, as well as long sleeves and pants. 
I’m not confident enough to say he closes his eyes, there is a good chance they stay open. HOWEVER, I will say that he is a quiet sleeper. Not a single peep comes out of this man, but he hears the quietest of noises — one time, Illumi told you that he could hear you breathing two rooms down. 
Chrollo
The most normal sleeper out of the three, minus the excessive snoring and moving.
Chrollo sleeps in a pair of clean boxers with no shirt, hair up, and a thin blanket to keep warm – not that he gets cold at night anyway. 
He flip flops between positions, but usually you will find Chrollo on his stomach, stretched out with his legs taking up all the space; you have to crawl between his arm and leg, hook your arm around his waist, and pray to god he doesn’t snore right in your face. 
Chrollo is the type of guy to snore all night, toss and turn, kick you, sleep talk, and have the audacity to ask if you slept okay in the morning. 
number one blanket hog, I don't make the rules. For a man that doesn’t like blankets, he sure hogs the hell out of them.
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ransprang · 5 months
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Illumi sex pollen for kinktober plz
Kinktober 2023
Illumi: sex pollen
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Illumi found himself hidden beneath the earth's surface on Zevil Island as one of the contestants in a brutal and secretive Hunter Exam. The island was notorious for its treacherous terrain, deadly creatures, and the constant threat of betrayal from fellow participants.
He had been resting for who knows how long after he collected the other badge he needed. His slumber was disturbed by loud groaning and someone rolling around outside his hole. Digging himself out to peek and take a glance at the menace, he sees you, another contestant. He saw your face was flushed red and almost in pain, but there were no signs of injuries as you stayed rolled up in a fetal position.
Feeling someone stare at you, you open your eyes. The sight of a strange man staring back at you from just a few feet away scared you making you get up from your fetal position. You barely knew this man yet for someone reason your body was screaming for his help. "H-hey I'm y/n. I've got all the badges I need so p-please don't hurt me. I got into a scuffle with some pharmacist contestant and he injected something into me. And now I really don't feel good."
Illumi stares at you blankly before he starts to dig himself into his hole. "H-HEY! Wait please." You felt so pathetic asking a random man for help, but you need to. "I need help. I may die before the round ends." Illumi usually doesn't care, but he figured if you don't stop making noises he can't get any sleep. Or worse someone may come to this spot and find him. That would be a nuisance.
He gets out of his hole completely and walks towards you, "Where are you in pain?" he asks with his head slightly cocked. You feel like nothing under his gaze. So insignificant. Yet, it's kinda pleasing to you. "M-my body is burning up."
You shut your eyes and hold onto your stomach as another wave of heat washes over you. "Hmm", he walks towards you and puts a hand upto your forehead. You realized it the. You were craving for his touch. Just anyone's touch. That pharmacist must've injected an aphrodisiac into you.
"f-fuck" you whimper. Illumi sees your thighs quiver and your eyes shut from a simple touch. He too realizes what you have been exposed to. Feeling a bit bored on this island he decides to use this situation as a little time pass.
Illumi drags his fingers slowly hand from your forehead down your chin, neck then reaches your chest. He pushes you back making your back hit a tree. You squeeze your thighs together in anticipation. One of his hands is on the tree caging you in, the other trails along your thigh, feeling along the softness of your skin. Feeling his skin along your thigh made you shiver with arousal. You trembled and exhale shakily as he gripped the fat of your thigh, his hand trailing along the soft skin of your inner thigh and teasing you with his fingers.
His fingers easily access your panties under your skirt and he pulls your panties to the side. You let out a gasp as you felt a finger prod at your clit. You whine out shakily as you felt him plunge his digits into your cunt, a shaky breath leaving you as you felt his fingertips kiss your g-spot. "Needy little thing aren't you." Illumi makes a passing comment while his eyes stay fixated on your face.
You moan loudly under his gaze. His long, slender fingers that rut into you, hitting your g-spot. "Y-yes it feels so good. I need to cum please. Please please." you say in desperation as you burn up. Illumi brings his other hand to pick up one of your legs and get it to wrap around his waist. He pulls up your skirt allowing him full view of your dripping pussy.
He uses this freed hand to play with your clit while the other continues to go inside you fast and hard. You cry out, eyes screwed closed, hips shoving forward. Finally as your moans grow louder with the build up in your stomach, you cum hard on his fingers. He lightly supports you as you are weak from the pollen. After coming down from your high you thank him. He keeps quiet, but something in his eyes suggests that he enjoyed watching you get off on his fingers.
Your pollen, admin sar
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morallygreyyn · 4 months
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can we get a second part to do your duty pls?? not even just for the smut, i wanna see the reader grow soft for our boy <3
do your duty (omega!illumi x alpha!reader) (part 2)
description: omegaverse au where after you, a wealthy highborn, presented as an alpha, your parents immediately arranged for your marriage to illumi zoldyck, an omega, when you both came of age. as you began to resent the idea over the years, you had no idea that the allegedly haughty and indifferent illumi had begun to feel the opposite…
authors note: this is my favourite fic that i've ever written, no question. part 2 has been sitting in my drafts for just under a year at this point but i'm so glad i'm finally posting it
this fic will be turned into a full story very very soon (i've started writing it) so if you would like to be tagged when it's posted, please lmk! i'm so excited to be writing it as it gives a lot more depth to this fic that i randomly wrote one day because i was reading too much of the omegaverse genre - enjoy!
warnings: same as the last fic
word count: 7.6k (not proofread we die like men).
tag list (adding the people who commented on my last fic so sorry if you didn't want to be tagged!): @justyanderes @laylasbunbunny @expectroyalpurple @ladies-man217 @nai2fly
read part one here
requests are open! please read my rules!
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You stood at the altar, fidgeting with your formal black attire. Surprisingly, you weren’t nervous, just more impatient to get this wedding over and done with. You couldn’t wait to get away from your family, from your intended family, from the prying eyes and expectations. Even if you had to drag Illumi away with you, it wasn’t all bad. At least he would also be somewhere he was appreciated.
His wedding necklace lay on an embroidered pillow, waiting to be clamped around the omega’s neck. It was a tradition within rich families for the alpha to claim their omega with a collar during the wedding ceremony, and a bite to the neck during the honeymoon. Any omega with both the necklace and mark was considered untouchable to other alphas.
A ridiculous tradition but one your families insisted on.
You took in your surroundings with a disinterested gaze. It seemed a wedding of this scale was bound to have a large audience. All of your close and distant family were sitting on one side of the aisle, your bride’s family on the other. You could see Illumi’s younger siblings sitting next to Kikyo and Silva, all dressed in their finest. Killua, the obvious family favourite and the heir to their fortune, was sitting between his parents looking for all the world as if he’d like nothing more than to leave. The rest of Illumi’s siblings wore similar expressions, with the exception of Alluka who just looked happy to be somewhere that wasn’t her house. 
You had only a couple of brief interactions with your soon to be in-laws, but from what you could gather, it seemed all of the Zoldyck siblings had a screw loose. Being the eldest, you supposed Illumi had to bear the burden of each of his siblings and all of their unique oddities. Then again, it appeared as though your bride was perhaps the strangest of them all.
When the music started, your heart gave a minute jump. Perhaps you were nervous after all. Turning to face the doors at the opposite end of the aisle, you watched as they pulled apart, revealing your bride. One look at him was enough to knock the breath out of your lungs. 
He was wearing white, forced by his family no doubt, and his pale skin almost matched the tone of the fabric. It was an impressive garment, truly fit for a bride of his calibre. His trousers, while tailored perfectly to his long and slim frame, were paired with an almost translucent, billowing shirt that flowed like water with each slight movement. Attached to the shoulders of his shirt was a matching sheer cape with gold and emerald details embroidered from the hem, branching upwards. 
Turning your attention upwards, you noticed that his admittedly gorgeous long hair was coiled into a bun at the nape, with large gold needles holding it in place. An odd accessory to choose but it didn’t stand out as peculiar.
Illumi looked as if he was an omegan fairytale prince that alpha knights would slay dragons for. You wanted to laugh at the thought that his family was the dragon and your wedding attire was armour. Your wedding ring that was currently lying on a cushion could be your sword. 
Focusing your attention back on your bride, you watched as Illumi’s eyes scanned the room, stopping briefly on his family. It didn’t take a genius to guess what he was thinking. Once his eyes found yours, they didn’t leave your gaze. You tried to give him a small smile in hopes to quell any fears he may or may not be feeling. If there was one thing to come from this marriage, it was that your bride had nothing to fear from you.  
The music started up again, and Illumi made his walk down the aisle. He kept his head held high, portraying almost an aura of royalty. All eyes in the audience were on him and you knew he didn’t want to embarrass his family, so with his gaze firmly locked on you, he soldiered on past the people who raised him and headed straight towards where you waited. 
It didn’t take long for Illumi to climb the steps that lead to the altar and soon enough, he had joined your side. You couldn’t believe he looked even more breathtaking up close.
“You look beautiful.” You murmured, low enough that he was the only one who heard. Illumi, to no one's surprise, didn’t reply. He just quietly stood beside you, surveying the venue. His scent was stronger today, no doubt a side effect of his upcoming heat. It was difficult to maintain a composed exterior when all you wanted to do was bury your face into his neck and drink in as much of the heady scent as you could. 
This was going to be an incredible test of your self control.
On cue, Silva stood from his place in the audience and approached the vacant spot beside Illumi.
The minister approached the altar then, standing before the two of you. “Who gives this omega to this alpha?”
“I, Silva Zoldyck, give my son, Illumi, to this alpha.” Taking the omega’s hand, your soon to be father-in-law placed it in your waiting one. Ignoring the coldness of his fingers, you gently squeezed Illumi’s hand. Silva, having done his part, made his way back to his seat.
“Kneel omega and be brought under the alpha’s protection.”
Illumi dropped to his knees before you, cape and shirt fluttering as he lowered his head to expose his nape. Picking up the glorified collar and feeling the weight of it in your hands, you almost considered walking out then and there. If Illumi was to wear this everyday, surely he’d have neck problems before the year ended. However as everyone was watching, you didn’t even have time to pause. Your fingers brushed over the soft skin of his neck, and clamped the necklace into place, and if your fingers lingered longer than necessary, no one was able to tell. Nobody apart from one.
Illumi rose once you pulled away, his expression betraying nothing of his feelings, if he was feeling anything at all that is. His hand quickly fluttered to brush the foreign object around his neck, feeling its cold, emerald encrusted exterior. At least the green suited him.
It was customary for the omega to wear that necklace in public and you began to hate the stupid tradition that your families were determined to uphold. The saving grace was that Illumi would be yours, and therefore he wouldn’t be subject to anything he didn't want anymore. If your families wanted to follow tradition, then they couldn’t ignore the one that states that the omega belongs to their alpha before anyone else. Not even the Zoldycks themselves had the power that the spouse, now you, holds.
“May all people present today be witness to the union of y/n l/n and Illumi Zoldyck. Today it is their wish, and the will of their families, for them to be joined as one. One heart, one body, one mind, one soul.” The minister paused, and you felt the gravity of the situation sink in. This was really happening. Your fate, that was organised for you so many years ago, the one you thought you could outrun, had finally caught you. The minister turned to you then, not giving you a moment to lament your situation. “Do you, y/n l/n, take this omega to be your lawfully wedded wife and mate? Will you love him, comfort him and protect him? Will you honour and keep him, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?”
“I do.”
“Do you, Illumi Zoldyck, take this alpha to be your lawfully wedded husband and mate? Will you love them, comfort them and abide by them? Will you honour and obey them, in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, be faithful to them as long as you both shall live?”
“I do.”
A small part of you was surprised at the utter lack of hesitation in Illumi’s response.
“May the alpha please stand before the omega and pronounce your vows.”
Taking a breath, you turned to face your bride. You didn’t need a sheet as you had thankfully memorised the vows you had written. Truthfully, you had much different vows a few days prior, however last night had you hastily scribbling new ones as you reeled from the events. 
“I, y/n, take you, Illumi, to be my omega and these are my vows to you that I shall uphold until my last breath. I promise to put you first above all others, your needs and wants will always be a top priority to me. I vow to never turn you away or reject you. I promise to care for and protect you, and to always take your side should you need me to. I will always honour you and you will never be alone as I am now a part of you, just as you are now a part of me. Till death do us part.”
Illumi’s already wide eyes seemed to have opened slightly wider at your words, if that were possible. Perhaps he didn’t expect those vows to be made to him, or didn’t expect the sincerity behind them. Either way, it appeared as though a light flush was creeping up his neck though you couldn’t be sure due to the makeup that expertly covered his skin.
“May the omega stand before the alpha and pronounce your vows.” 
Illumi didn’t have a sheet of paper either and you wondered if he had memorised his too. Then you questioned who exactly wrote his vows because you were sure his family would’ve had some input as to what he was supposed to promise.
“I, Illumi, take you, y/n, to be my alpha and these are my vows to you.” It was almost uncomfortable looking into the omega’s eyes as he began reciting his vows, it felt as though these were for your ears alone and all others present in the room were unwelcome. 
You almost missed what he said as you were too shocked at what was happening. Your omega was promising to obey you, care for you, provide support where you needed it, and all you could focus on was the frantic race of your heart. How ironic that you needed support now at this moment. 
You gave him a small smile once he had finished, providing some proof that you had been paying attention. Something had shifted in his eyes, they looked slightly less lifeless.
“Does anyone present today reject the union of these two souls?” Not a single sound could be heard and you didn’t expect to find yourself relieved, but you couldn’t deny that you were. The minister then asked for the rings, signalling that your ceremony was coming to a close and so was your free life. Though you could argue that it was never free to begin with.
“With this ring, I thee wed.”
“With this ring, I thee wed.” You repeated, swiftly slipping the wedding ring onto his slender finger, giving his cold hands a light squeeze. You weren’t sure, but you imagined he squeezed back. Then Illumi repeated the same steps, sliding your metaphorical sword onto your finger.
Your fate was sealed. Staring at your new wife, you struggled to comprehend the complex emotions that were surging through you.
“By the authority vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife, y/n and Illumi l/n!” Then the minister turned to you, shaking you out of your shock at hearing Illumi having your surname for the first time. You had forgotten about that part. “You may now kiss your bride.”
Illumi closed his eyes and waited, and you realised with a start that he was following your instructions from the night before. Immensely glad that you had already practised, you couldn’t help the small smile as you pressed your lips against his. All the kisses you previously shared flashed through your mind and it was almost impossible to keep it as a chaste kiss, you wanted very much to explore the omega’s mouth the way you did last night. By some miracle, you managed to restrain yourself as sophisticated applause rang out throughout the venue.
Hand in hand, you both turned to face your now joined families. You could feel Illumi’s fingers warming under your touch as you both gazed out at the families who had forced you into this situation. Surprisingly, you felt as though you had gained some power rather than having lost some like you had previously expected. You glanced over at your wife who was looking at his family, something deeper lingering in his usual blank stare. You could only begin to understand what he must be feeling right now. Giving his hand a reassuring squeeze, you smiled slightly as he turned to face you.
“We made it.” You whispered as your family ushered you outside the venue to meet the photographer who was in charge of your wedding photos.
Illumi nodded, seemingly unable to find his voice. Subconsciously, you felt yourself grip his hand tighter as you were both suddenly caught up in the drama of arranging family members for the photos.
“Now time for the newlyweds, alone.” The photographer said after what felt like a thousand clicks of the camera, waiting until your surrounding family members filed out of his shot. 
Noticing that there was a slight gap between you, you gently pulled the omega towards you. You could feel Illumi jump slightly at the arm you wrapped around his thin waist.
“Sorry.” You murmured, stepping closer to him like the photographer asked. 
“It’s okay.” He replied, not looking away from the lens. 
Unsatisfied with that response, you leaned to whisper in his ear. “If ever you’re uncomfortable with me touching you, please let me know.” 
“I’m not uncomfortable.” It seemed as though Illumi wanted to say more, but he restrained himself for reasons unknown to you.
Unwilling to pry, you left it there. “If you’re sure.” 
A couple clicks of the camera later, the photographer still seemed unsatisfied with the results. 
“Maybe we’re not photogenic enough for him.” You mused, watching with humour as the man fiddled with the focus.
“Or he needs a new lens.”
Chuckling, you turned to face your new wife, photos be damned. You hadn’t expected your wife to be funny, albeit unintentionally. 
Illumi turned his head to look at you, lips parted ever so slightly, seemingly shocked by your reaction to something he said. Perhaps no one had ever given him the reaction you just had.
Just then you heard the click of a camera, the photographer's astounded voice following soon after. “That looks perfect! We’re finished!”
Without getting the chance to breathe a sigh of relief, you both were then ushered into a side room to fill out your marriage paperwork while the guests made their way back to your family estate where the reception was to be held. You didn’t even get to utter a word to your new wife as you were both relentlessly hounded into signing sheet after sheet of paperwork by the administrator. Barely having time to process what you were signing, you took what felt like your first breath once you left the room and headed outside. 
Illumi diligently followed, matching your steps in silence, heels clicking as he walked.
“I’m amazed you even made it down the aisle wearing those.” You commented, looking at those injury promising shoes.
“They’re not as high as some shoes mother wears.”
“Really?”
Illumi hummed in response, watching as you opened the car door for him. Quickly making sure his attire didn’t get caught underneath him or in the car door, you closed the door and swiftly got into the driver's seat. Pulling away from the venue, you begrudgingly turned onto the main road that would take you home for the reception.
“Maybe now’s the time to run away.” You grumbled after a while, breaking the tense silence between the two of you.
“Why would we do that?”
“Do you really want to spend an evening with our families with us as the centre of attention?” Feeling like it was necessary, you took his empty hand into your free one.
“Not particularly.” Turning away from the window, he stared at your interlocked hands and then at you. “Where would we go?”
Happy your bride was playing along, you cast him a mischievous glance. “Hmm, let’s see. Somewhere far away, preferably warm too. Does anywhere come to mind?”
Illumi shook his head. “I’ve never been anywhere other than my home and yours so I wouldn’t know where to go.”
“Then that makes running away an even greater adventure.” You squeezed his hand and then brushed your thumb over his knuckles. “Perhaps a beach resort on a far away island, or a cabin nestled in mountain woodland? Or how about a skyscraper hotel in a bustling city? Or a cruise ship that takes us to famous tourist spots all over the world?”
Illumi blinked, looking a smidge shocked at all of the options you were suggesting. “All of them.”
“All of them it is.” You laughed, giving him a rare, genuine smile and to your utter bafflement, he offered a small one in return. 
You almost stopped the car. Never in a million years did you think your bride had the capability to smile but here he was. Granted, it was barely there, a mere tug at the corners of his lips, but it was there nonetheless. 
Careful not to break the mood, you pretended you weren’t floored by his expression and went back to discussing becoming runaways. Before long and before you were ready, you pulled up to your manor.
You sighed, wishing you could put the many plans you made in the car into action. “Are you ready for this?”
“It’s only a couple of hours.” He nodded, looking out of the window to the unavoidable party that awaited you. “Then we’ll be on our honeymoon.”
“Our first grand escapade.” You chuckled as you got out of the car, ignoring the fact that you’d have to deal with Illumi’s heat for a portion of it. You circled around the vehicle and opened the door for your new wife. Taking his hand, you helped him stand in those treacherous looking high heels. 
Once he was standing, it was only then that you noticed the proximity. Face inches away, Illumi’s flat gaze was locked on yours. 
“Screw them, they can wait another five minutes.” Wrapping an arm around his waist, you pulled Illumi in for a much less innocent kiss than the one you gave him at the altar. 
You supposed that his upcoming heat was to blame for his whisper of a whine. Nonetheless, it spurred you on. However it was only a couple of seconds later before Illumi pulled away, though it seemed with poorly veiled reluctance.
“We need to go inside.” 
Groaning, you dropped your head onto his shoulder, unable to help yourself from breathing in more of that addictive scent. “It’s not too late, we can still jump in the car.”
“We can later.”
Begrudgingly, you lifted your head and held out your hand. "Let’s get this over with then.”
Nodding, your bride quickly took your hand and you both made your way inside. The sound of applause was the first thing that greeted you, choruses of congratulations rang out from the many guests in attendance.
“There they are!” Your father announced, approaching you with the rest of your beaming family in tow. Illumi’s family also made their way in front of you, looking a little relieved that you had actually gone through with the wedding.
“You’re just in time for the banquet.” Your mother ushered the two of you through the halls and outside to the grounds which had been turned into a wedding reception fit for royalty. 
Extravagant tents had been pitched with many tables and chairs for all your guests situated underneath. Strings of warm fairy lights hung from the ceiling, mixed with garlands of flowers. There was even a dance floor and a couple of chandeliers.
Taking your seats at the head table, you watched as everyone else found their places. Your parents sat at the same table as you, yours on your side and Illumi’s on his. It didn’t take long for everyone to be seated, however you did find it a bit funny that some people were hidden due to the giant bouquets adorning every table.
“Attention please.” Your mother called and almost immediately there was silence. “I would like to give a huge congratulations to y/n and my new son in law, Illumi. We welcome you with open arms into this family and wish you a very happy marriage. With that, I’d like us all to raise a toast to the newlyweds. To y/n and Illumi l/n!”
You didn’t think you’d ever get used to hearing that. Absently, you wondered what Illumi thought of his new name.
The banquet was a boring affair. Multiple dishes were put in front of you, each more elaborate than the last. Buzzing chatter from the attendees filled the air, even your parents eagerly chatted to the Zoldycks. It seemed as if you and your omega were the only silent ones. 
Determined not to be the odd ones out at your own wedding, you turned to Illumi, making sure to keep your voice low so you couldn’t be overheard. “So, have you thought anymore about where you’d like to go?”
The omega looked at you, seemingly happy enough to be speaking with you and not part of the larger conversation that was happening at your table. “I keep trying but I can’t picture anything.”
“That’s probably because you don’t know what you like yet.” You tapped your chin in mock sympathy. “I’m afraid there’s only one cure for that.”
“What’s that?”
You grinned. “We have to keep travelling until you do know.”
“Okay.” Illumi nodded, apparently liking the sound of your suggestion. 
Toasts came after the food and you all but blacked out during most of the speeches, most being the same with well wishes, future children, and inheritance. It was decided before, with heavy backing on your part, that neither you or Illumi would have to make a speech. You said everything that needed to be said in front of family during your vows. Anything else was for your bride’s ears only.
You leaned towards him, lips almost touching his ear. “Was that as boring for you as it was for me?”
Your wife agreed with a bob of his head. “They were all the same.”
“I guess money and children is all we’re good for.” You joked humourlessly, hating the truth to it. “How I would hate to disappoint them.”
“You sound as though you would love nothing more.”
Laughing lightly, you smiled mischievously at Illumi. “Perhaps I would.”
You were brought out of your scheming by your father announcing that the banquet was over and it was time for the first dance. 
Groaning internally, you took Illumi’s hand and led him to the centre of the dance floor. You could not only feel your nerves, but you imagined you could feel his too. Dancing? Neither of you had practiced that. Granted, you should’ve expected to dance at your own wedding, but in your defence, you didn’t want to think about it much until today. Vaguely remembering the ballroom dance lessons your mother insisted you take in your younger years, you somehow managed to get both you and your bride into position.
“Do you know what you’re doing?” He whispered as you both waited for the music to start.
“Not a clue, I’m just going with it.” You could see Illumi’s shoulders oddly relax at your words and once the music started, you guided him around the dance floor. Stiff in the beginning, you both began to get the hang of it more and more and soon enough, you were both gliding across the floor. You even chanced it by spinning you both around, Illumi’s cape swirling around you like a ripple of water. 
Once the music stopped, everyone applauded and joined you on the dance floor as the music started up again in a continuous loop.
“Looks like we survived.” You panted, struggling to regain your breath. You were only stepping together now, both coming down from the extravagant display you put on.
“Somehow.” Illumi looked at your joint hands, seemingly lost in thought. However, just when you were about to ask, your mother cut in.
“It’s time for the parent dances.”
Ah, you had forgotten that you would be dancing with your mother, and Illumi with his father. Reluctant to let go, you suppressed a sigh and you took your mother’s hand and guided her around the dance floor. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Illumi watching you leave until his father approached. 
“It looked like those dance lessons you took came in handy.” Your mother remarked, pleased to be proven right. “I told you they would and yet you still complained.”
“Yes mother, thanks to you I didn’t make a bumbling fool of myself and my bride.”
She hummed and her smug expression stayed in place for a while until it dropped abruptly. 
“It will be a lot quieter without you now.” Her voice was softer, as if she had just realised that she was losing her child today. “Take good care of your omega, we’re quite high maintenance. It takes a lot to keep us happy.”
Actually smiling, you kissed your mother’s cheek. While your family did many things that you disagreed with, your mother wasn’t entirely bad all of the time. “Just say you’ll miss me and be done with it.”
She didn’t hesitate to playfully smack the upside of your head before giving you a serious, pointed look. “Just make sure his needs are met.”
Ah, so she also knew about how Illumi was raised. “I will.”
“I know you will, I raised you right.” She spoke proudly. “Also, I know where you’re going for your honeymoon.”
Neither you or Illumi knew where you were going so it came as a shock for your mother to bring it up so soon. “You do? Where is it?”
“Of course I do, I’m the one who organised it.” She smiled at your eager expression. “We have the family run beach resort which you seem to have forgotten about.”
“The beach resort? As in the island beach resort a couple of miles out to sea?” You stared at her, flashing back to your hopeful conversation in the car a couple of hours ago.
“The very one.”
A whole month by the beach, on an island, away from your families. You couldn’t have asked for anything more than that. “Illumi will be overjoyed to hear that.”
“Will he? I never know what that boy is thinking.”
You laughed, understanding that feeling all too well. “Neither do I but I better start figuring it out.”
“Yes, you should.” Suddenly her gaze shifted past your shoulder. You followed her gaze to where your father stood at the edge of the tent, beckoning you over. “Your father wants to speak to you.”
“This can’t be good.”
“Regardless, don’t forget what I said.” Your mother smoothed your attire, looking more lost than you’d ever seen her in your life. “You did so well, I’m so incredibly proud of you.”
You were frozen, unable to comprehend the words you had never heard directed at you throughout your whole life. “You are?”
“Of course. Look at the responsible alpha you’ve become, how could I not be?” She kissed the top of your forehead before letting you go. “Don’t forget about me in this new chapter of your life, okay? Feel free to take me and your bride out shopping any time.”
Laughing once, you bid your mother goodbye before making your way over to your less favourable parent. 
“Father.” You greeted, walking with him out of the tent and onto the grounds. It was night now which made the fairy lights seem all that more inviting. 
“Y/n, I trust you’re enjoying your wedding.” 
“I am.” You were surprised that your response wasn’t a total lie.
“And your bride?”
“Is probably enjoying it just as much. Speaking of, I haven’t seen him in a while so if you’ll excuse me I should probably get back to him.”
Before you could make your getaway, your father spoke again. “One moment.”
“Yes?” You feigned politeness through gritted teeth.
“After your honeymoon, I expect news of an heir.”
“What?” Somehow, you had almost forgotten about that crucial part. How stupid of you. 
“You will do your duty to this family and put an alpha child in that omega as soon as possible.”
Oh you didn’t like his tone one bit. 
“That omega is now my wife and therefore a part of this family. You will show him respect.” You couldn’t hold back the sneer if you tried. The way he spoke about your omega had you seeing red. “I will put a child in him if he so wishes and he does, so rest assured, our family will have heirs.”
Your father made a move to reply but you cut him off before he could. “Also, his name is Illumi and he’s now your son-in-law.”
You didn’t bother sticking around to see your father’s face, and you quickly retreated to where you knew you could be alone for a moment. Slipping away from the reception and into the manor, you successfully made it to your room. Throwing open the doors to the balcony, you had a wonderful view of your wedding reception which you had abandoned. Closing your eyes, you quietly listened to the sound of the merriment that you couldn’t bring yourself to be a part of.
Surprisingly, it hadn’t been all bad. You had even enjoyed some parts of your wedding. It was just a shame that your father had to bring you crashing back down to earth. 
A child? You weren’t sure you were ready for that just yet. There were still so many things you wanted to do that would become a lot more difficult if you had a child to worry about.
You spent a few minutes wallowing until the sound of heels could be heard approaching from the hall.
“Y/n?” A muffled voice called from behind the door, the only one you wouldn’t turn away.
“Out here, Illumi.” The door to your room pushed open and your bride stood in the doorway, looking at you with that same unreadable expression.
He slowly made his way into your room, drawing closer to you. “Why are you hiding?”
“My father was getting on my nerves.” You admitted, resting your forearms against the railing. “They’re already hounding me about putting an ‘alpha baby’ in you.”
He nodded, as if that made complete sense to him. “I need to produce heirs.”
“No.” You shook your head, hating that your mate was brainwashed into thinking that bearing children was his duty. “You’re mine now. You don’t have to answer to them anymore, not if you don’t want to.”
“I know, I obey you.”
“Not if you don’t want to, Illumi.”
“I want to, I made a vow.”
“A vow your family wrote no doubt.”
“I wrote my own vows.” He whispered, as if unsure he should be revealing this information.
Baffled, you turned to face him with wide eyes. “You did?”
“My parents checked over them, but yes.”
“Then why did you write that one?”
“Because I want to obey you.” You were so sure he’d leave it there, but to your shock, Illumi kept speaking. “You’re my alpha and someone who has my best interests in mind.”
He moved to stand beside you, heels clicking against the marble flooring. 
“And that's a good enough reason to obey my every word?”
“I also know you’ll put me and our future children first.”
You snorted. “Still not seeing how this adds up.”
Then your omega did something you never expected to happen twice in a lifetime, let alone twice in one day. Giving you a small, half smile, you had to strain your ears to hear his soft whisper. “I know that you’ll never do anything to harm me.”
It was obviously quite challenging for Illumi to say such a thing as his expression quickly shifted back into one of indifference, but for a brief fleeting moment, you felt as though you had cracked through his impenetrable armour. It was clear that his parents didn’t care for their oldest child, and you wondered to what extent did that mental, emotional and physical abuse scar the boy before you. Being touch starved was about the extent of your knowledge and you shuddered to think about what other things your mate must be dealing with.
You nodded, unable to stop yourself from wrapping your arm over his shoulders and bringing the omega into your side. “You’ll always be safe with me. I'll take care of you.”
You couldn’t stop the mushy words from leaving your mouth even if you tried. You supposed it was the injustice he had faced, you couldn’t help but want to shield him from it all. Perhaps you really were a knight in shining armour come to save the prince.
“Will you?” His voice was quieter than you had ever heard it before. Maybe his upcoming heat was affecting him more than he let on? If this is what he was like before his heat, you wondered with abject fascination at what he would be like during.
Hooking a finger under his chin, you tilted his head up. Once your eyes locked, you gave your bride a lopsided grin. “I made a vow.”
Illumi took a sharp intake of breath, an uncertain hand slowly coming up to rest on your one. You caressed his cheek, unable to stop yourself from marvelling at his unique beauty. It still hadn’t settled in yet that this was your wife. He now bore your last name. He was your omega. Illumi was yours. Yours.
Perhaps his heat was starting to affect you too. 
You could feel Illumi leaning into your touch, as if he was desperate for it. You could also sense his hesitation, unsure what to do with the attention he was receiving, clearly not used to it like an omega should be. You would be sure to fix that. It may take several years, and perhaps all the damage done could never be erased, but you would try your very best to help him through it. Your own private vow to him that didn’t need hundreds of witnesses to hear it. Just one was enough.
“From now on, if you ever feel like you need me for anything, don’t hesitate to ask, okay? Even the smallest of things.” You whispered as you leaned in, unable to bear the thought of someone overhearing. “I promise, I will always be by your side to help you through it.”
Guiding his chin upwards, you brought your lips to his. It was meant to be a simple reassurance kiss however when Illumi so eagerly opened his mouth for you, all innocent notions flew out the window, so to speak. Pulling Illumi flush against your body, you deepened the kiss. 
He desperately clutched the front of your shirt, as if you were some kind of lifeline. You could feel yourself doing the same, your grip tightening around his waist, ensuring there was no gap between you. You couldn’t explain how you felt, even if you tried. 
From not wanting to be married and pretending as if your bride didn’t exist, to wanting nothing more than him being safe in your arms; your emotions were almost giving you whiplash. 
But you didn’t have time to focus on that, not when Illumi was making breathy little moans in your mouth. His whines and whimpers, while still quiet, were a little more audible today. Another side effect of his heat. 
Before you both passed the point of no return, you reluctantly broke away. “We better go back down.”
“Can we stay up here for a while longer?” Came a barely audible response, as though he was daring to ask for something unattainable, something he wasn’t allowed.
You were shocked he would even suggest such a thing. “Why?”
He hesitated, unwilling to say too much.
“Illumi?” You tried catching his gaze, wanting to know what thoughts he was locking away. “What’s wrong?”
“You might be stolen away again.” You could’ve sworn his grip on your shirt tightened. “I...”
“What?”
“I don’t want that.”
You would have laughed at the situation if it weren’t for your new wife finally showing some vulnerability. Perhaps his heat was a considerable factor in why he wasn’t as tight-lipped. “Are you possessed?”
“No, I think my heat is already affecting me.” Bingo.
“Ah, so you’ll say what you really think only when you’re about to go into a heat cycle. Got it.” You teased, shooting him a half grin. “Don’t fret, you’re the only one I want to dance with anyway.”
He caught your gaze then, almost too innocent with the way his flat eyes locked with yours. “Really?”
You smiled, resting your forehead against his. “You’re my bride and this is our wedding. Of course you are.”
“Oh.” Came his response. 
You stroked his cheek, loving the way he subconsciously leaned into your touch. “Just a couple more minutes then.”
Standing behind him, you wrapped your arms around Illumi’s narrow waist and looked out at the festivities below. 
“Honestly,” You whispered after a couple moments of silence. “This wasn’t nearly as bad as I was expecting. Even dancing with my mother was somewhat enjoyable.”
“I enjoyed dancing with you.” Illumi’s voice matched yours. “Even if you are terrible at it.”
“I’m not that bad! I got us through it, didn’t I?”
“I suppose.”
“You suppose.” You huffed, resting your head on Illumi’s. “How does it feel now that your surname isn’t Zoldyck anymore?”
“It feels weird.” He paused, considering his words. “But not in a bad way.”
“Weird in a good way? You’re happy to have my last name?”
“Yes.”
“Huh.” You didn’t want to say how happy that made you. You didn’t even know the reason why. “Nice.”
Illumi let out a breath that almost resembled a laugh.
“You seem a lot less guarded today.”
“Would you prefer me the other way?” He seemed to ask this honestly, as if he truly wanted to know.
“Absolutely not, I’m quite happy with you like this.”
“I see.”
You left it at that, closing your eyes and feeling the summer breeze that carried the sound of festivities with it. An odd sense of calmness washed over you, one you hadn’t expected to feel in this situation but it was welcome nonetheless. Illumi seemed a lot less rigid in your arms, as though he had finally found a safe place where he could finally, finally let the mask fall.
Maybe you could get used to this after all. 
“We really need to go back down there now.” You sighed after a couple of minutes that felt more like seconds, not really wanting this quiet moment to end. 
“I suppose we must.” Illumi didn’t move from his position in your arms, nor did you make any effort to remove them.
You chuckled and finding the will to step away, you held out your hand to your new wife, offering him a rare genuine smile. “Let’s rejoin the celebrations. We are the main event after all.”
Heading back downstairs and outside, it was almost as if you had never left at all. The celebrations were still in full swing by the time you spun Illumi back onto the dance floor. As promised, you held on tightly to your omega and didn’t even consider dancing with anyone else who wasn’t him. 
A couple of songs had passed before you remembered your previous conversation with your mother. “Oh, I know where we’re going for our honeymoon.”
“Where?”
“It’s a surprise.”
“It’s not a surprise if you know.”
“I meant it’s a surprise for you.”
“But I want to know.”
“You’ll know soon enough.” You chuckled, spinning your bride before pulling him back in. “But I can give you a hint.”
“Please tell me where it is.”
It was incredibly difficult not to tell him then and there, but you held firm to your silly little game. “One hint, take it or leave it.”
He huffed slightly, giving in to your ridiculous behaviour. “Fine, what’s the hint?”
“I mentioned it earlier today in the car.”
“But you mentioned hundreds of places.” He protested and you could almost see a slight pout forming.
“Mhm, you did say you wanted to try them all.” 
“How am I supposed to narrow it down?”
Your grin turned evil. “You’re not.”
Before he could retort, you pulled Illumi in for a kiss. Smiling at the small noise of surprise he made, you quickly pulled away again. Your good mood soured when you noticed who was getting closer to where you were.
“It’s almost time for you to leave for your honeymoon.” Your new mother-in-law approached, giving you a warm smile before turning to her son. “You must change before you go, follow me.”
“I’ll see you soon.” You whispered to him, placing the ghost of a kiss against his cheek before he was whisked away to change into more suitable travel attire. Your only issue was that Illumi was to be alone with his mother and who knows what sort of nonsense she was going to fill his head with. At least you’d be able to rebuke it now. 
You also quietly slipped away to get changed. Having previously set out travel clothes the night before, it didn’t take long until you were back under the fairy lights waiting for your omega. You passed the time talking to some distant relatives, only partially listening to the conversation as you eagerly counted down the seconds until you could leave. You didn’t have to wait long until Illumi returned, side by side with his mother, in flowy clothes, save for his wedding necklace, that seemed a lot more comfortable than what he was wearing a few moments prior. 
You watched him as his disinterested gaze scanned the crowd, actively seeking you out. Watched him as he spotted you and looked for all the world as though he wanted nothing more than to run to your side. Before he could move towards you however, his mother caught him by the arm and whispered something harshly in his ear. Illumi nodded and pulled away.
“What was that about?” You asked when he approached, automatically wrapping an arm around his waist. 
He just shook his head, clearly unwilling to give the details now. You made a mental note to ask later. 
Car packed and ready to go, you were ushered towards the driveway by the rest of your family. Clapping and cheering filled the night as you helped your bride into the car, and finally pulled away from the place you called home. 
It was an odd feeling, driving away from your childhood manor to start a new life. Granted, it wasn’t one you had chosen but something told you it wasn’t bad. Sneaking a glance at Illumi, you decided that perhaps this was almost something you would have wanted for yourself, without the family duty aspect.
“Can I get another hint?” Illumi broke the silence first, seemingly thinking very hard about where you were driving to.
You laughed at his helpless tone as you turned onto the main road that would take you to the docks. “Fine, I can’t drive the entire way there.”
“You can’t?” Illumi’s nose scrunched slightly, brain working on overdrive in attempts to figure out where his first adventure would take place. 
“Nope.” You were still chuckling as you relished in the odd glow this day had filled you with, feeling lighter and freer than you had in years. Taking your wife’s hand, you began the long journey to the coast. 
“How are we going to get there?”
“Ah ah, that’s more than one hint.”
He paused, contemplating the options. “Are we going by rocket?”
You couldn’t help it. His innocent tone had you thrown into a fit of laughter. You had no idea your bride was able to crack jokes, albeit accidentally. 
“What’s so funny?”
“Nothing.” You had to calm down and focus on the road. It wouldn’t do to die before your honeymoon. “No, we’re not going by rocket. Hate to break it to you but we are limited to this planet.”
The omega hummed and looked out of the window. He then very quickly realised that he couldn’t see much in the dead of night. 
When did Illumi get so cute? Or was he always like this and you just never noticed? He certainly wasn’t like this around his family, that much you were certain about. A delicate, warm feeling settled over you at the thought that maybe, just maybe, he was like this only with you. That he was comfortable enough that you wouldn’t judge, yell or reprimand him if he put a toe out of line. 
You felt yourself grip his hand tighter.
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Would it be okay to ask for the embarrassing moments of the adult trio even tho it wasn’t picked on the poll? If that’s ok aaaaa
Chrollo
-Tried to explain something too you with a bunch of words that didn’t make sense or he made some analogy what made absolutely no sense at all
-Another thing I can think of is probably him reading a book upside down
-made the most DISRESPECTFUL looking face at you when he seen you food the ends of a book or use a pencil as a bookmark
Hisoka
-While walking on stage to heavens arena he tripped and broke his nose
-While doing his face paint he drew the star to low on his face and then blamed you for it later when he noticed
-didn’t think is was gonna rain one day so he didn’t bring an umbrella and his makeup was all over his face
-got chewing gum all over ur side of the bed
Illumi
-doesn’t know basic human things
-if you say something like “I’m dying😭✋” over text he will take it literally and be standing behind you in .3 seconds only for him to scold you about “lying”
-A fly flew into his eyes once he didn’t flinch probably didn’t even notice and asked why you were laughing.
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