#ilumi zoldyck

[schwingleberg-and-pinhead]

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[aifanfictions]

Write a story about (y/n) dating Illumi Zoldyck and he invited her to come over for a family dinner where he introduces her as his partner. Maybe make a family conflict happen because Illumi would probably be expected to marry comeone of his profession so i woudn't be surprised if his family (mostly his controling mother) would be against him dating anyone who his parents don't deem good enough. Make it have a happy and cute ending.

Unmasked Hearts

(Y/N) had always known that dating Illumi Zoldyck would be anything but ordinary. He was a skilled assassin, a member of the infamous Zoldyck family, and his life was a complex web of secrecy and intrigue. So when Illumi invited her over for a family dinner, she knew it was a significant step in their relationship.

As they arrived at the massive Zoldyck estate, (Y/N) couldn't help but feel a twinge of nervousness. The mansion was imposing, and the aura of the family was even more so. She was well aware that Illumi's mother, Kikyo, was a formidable presence known for her control over her children's lives.

Illumi, always a stoic figure, held (Y/N)'s hand as they entered the opulent dining room, where his family had already gathered. His father, Silva, sat at the head of the table, observing the scene with an appraising eye, while his younger brother, Milluki, played with his gadgets.

Seated at the table, (Y/N) felt the weight of their collective gaze. Kikyo, Illumi's mother, was the first to speak. Her voice was icy and controlled. "Illumi, you have a guest. Care to introduce her?"

Illumi, normally unfazed by any situation, cleared his throat and said, "Mother, this is (Y/N). She's my partner."

The word "partner" hung in the air, pregnant with implications. In the Zoldyck family, where arranged marriages were the norm and romantic relationships were often seen as distractions, the word "partner" held a different significance.

Kikyo's expression remained unreadable, but a tension filled the room. Silva, his eyes cold and calculating, observed the scene without saying a word. Milluki, ever the mischievous sibling, looked at (Y/N) with curiosity and amusement.

It was Illumi's younger sister, Alluka, who broke the silence. With a bright and genuine smile, she clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Oh, (Y/N) is Illumi's partner! That's wonderful!"

Alluka's reaction was unexpected, but her pure and innocent enthusiasm helped defuse the tension. Illumi's stern facade softened slightly, and he nodded in agreement.

Kikyo, however, remained stern. "Illumi, you know the family's expectations. Our legacy depends on the choices you make. Are you certain this is the path you want to follow?"

Illumi met his mother's gaze, his determination unyielding. "Yes, Mother. I love (Y/N), and she is the one I choose to be with."

Kikyo's expression shifted, revealing a hint of maternal concern buried beneath her stern exterior. She sighed and said, "Very well, Illumi. If this is your choice, we will respect it."

The tension in the room slowly dissipated, and dinner proceeded in an atmosphere that was far more relaxed than (Y/N) had initially anticipated. Illumi's family members asked her about her life, and she learned more about their unique family dynamics.

As the evening drew to a close, Illumi walked (Y/N) to the door, a rare smile gracing his face. "Thank you for coming," he said.

"I'm happy I did," (Y/N) replied, leaning in for a soft, reassuring kiss. "I love you, Illumi."

He smiled, his eyes filled with warmth. "I love you too, (Y/N). I'm glad you're a part of my life."

The Zoldyck family may have had their complexities and expectations, but that night, they took a step toward acceptance. Illumi's choice to be with (Y/N) had made a statement—love had found its way into the heart of the Zoldyck estate, and no amount of control or tradition could extinguish it.

Their love was an enigma in the world of assassins, a testament to the power of the heart to defy even the most formidable obstacles. As (Y/N) and Illumi left the Zoldyck estate, they knew that their love had the strength to overcome any challenges that came their way, and they faced the future with hope and determination.

Days turned into weeks, and (Y/N) continued to see Illumi. Their love deepened, and they navigated the complexities of their unconventional relationship. Illumi's family, while initially skeptical, slowly began to accept (Y/N) as a part of their lives.

Alluka, the youngest of the Zoldyck siblings, became particularly fond of (Y/N). She saw her as a sister and often pestered Illumi about when they would get married. Her innocence and pure heart had a way of breaking down the walls of tradition within the family.

As time passed, Illumi decided it was time to revisit the idea of marriage. He and (Y/N) discussed their future, and he realized that he wanted to make a commitment to her that went beyond words. He decided to propose.

The proposal was an intimate and heartfelt affair. Illumi took (Y/N) to a secluded garden on the Zoldyck estate, where a canopy of stars served as the backdrop. With a trembling hand, he presented her with a ring—a symbol of his love and devotion.

Tears welled up in (Y/N)'s eyes as she said, "Yes." Their love, once hidden in the shadows, was now ready to step into the light.

Their decision to get married was met with mixed reactions from Illumi's family. Kikyo, though still stern, gave her blessing, understanding that this was her son's choice. Silva, in his usual reserved manner, offered his approval.

The wedding was a unique affair, blending traditional Zoldyck customs with the couple's personal touches. Alluka served as the flower girl, tossing petals with unbridled enthusiasm. Illumi's older brothers, Kalluto and Killua, both renowned assassins in their own right, attended with a combination of skepticism and curiosity.

As (Y/N) walked down the aisle, Illumi stood at the altar, his eyes locked on her. It was a moment that defied expectations and traditions—a Zoldyck marrying for love rather than duty. Their love story was a testament to the power of love to change even the most unconventional lives.

The wedding marked a new beginning for (Y/N) and Illumi. It was the start of their journey together as a married couple, one filled with adventures, complexities, and, above all, the enduring strength of their love. In a world of shadows and secrets, their love had emerged as a beacon of light, guiding them through the uncharted territories of their hearts.

As they left the chapel as husband and wife, they were met with the knowing smiles of their family. The Zoldyck estate, once a place of mystery and secrecy, was slowly transforming into a home filled with love and acceptance.

Their love was the enigma that had changed the Zoldyck family, bringing them closer together and teaching them that love had the power to transcend tradition and control. With hearts unmasked, (Y/N) and Illumi faced their future together, ready to embrace whatever challenges and adventures lay ahead.

Their love story was one of determination, acceptance, and the power of love to break through even the most impenetrable walls. As (Y/N) and Illumi walked hand in hand into their future, they knew that their love would continue to be the force that guided them through the unpredictability of life, forever defying expectations and lighting the path to their shared happiness.

NOTE! This story was generated by OpenAI

[anccaku]

I think I talked about an Illumi RP ASMR video I liked. Well... I checked it again and... I cried. Maybe.

Here it is if you're curious...

I feel a bit of jealousy sharing this, I must admit.

[luvf4ngz]

MAKE A MESS! - where my faves like to cum <3

ft. jason todd, illumi zoldyck, choso kamo

Contents: Breeding, Mentions Of Starting A Family, Oral (Male Receiving), Reader Wears Makeup, Mentions of Cervix Fucking. Handjobs, Cum Eating, Dacryphilia, Overstimulation, Slight Possessiveness

Word Count: 1164

It’s him you’re tasting so reverently.

JASON TODD

Jason doesn’t understand why you always do that, but he can’t say that he’s complaining. The sight of you savoring his cum, staring up at him with doe eyes blown dark with lust - face flushed, moaning as you allow it to sit on your tongue never fails to bring a heated flush to his face. And when you swallow it down greedily, sticking your pink tongue out at him to show your now empty mouth?

It makes him hard again every. single. time. 

Whenever you give him a handjob - when your smaller hands work up and down his fat cock, stroking over every vein and sensitive spot - it doesn’t take long before he’s finishing. His load is thick as it flows from the tip of his cock, dribbling down his shaft and coating your hands. It always ends the same. First you gently lap up his seed, looking up at him with those soft, needy eyes as you clean him up, before you raise your dirtied fingers to your mouth, sucking off his cum from your digits with a satisfied hum. 

It makes his cock spring back to life, harder and redder than before. 

And now he’s inside your slick walls, pummeling into you at a hard and rough pace. He just can’t control himself. No matter how much he wants to be gentle with you, your addictive moans and warm walls just make him lose all control. Low groans spill from his mouth as his hands grip the soft flesh of your hips tighter. 

His cock is so big that it nudges at your cervix every time he bottoms out, and it’s so girthy that he stretches you out like no other. You’re left cockdrunk beneath him, able to do nothing but let out wanton whines and dig your nails into his back. Each drag of his walls ignites the fire in your stomach, each hit against your sweet spot has you seeing stars, the pressure in your lower stomach increasing more and more.

He pulls out when he feels he’s close to finishing, large hand pumping at his glossy cock as he aims at your stomach. It’s a warm, sticky mess that splatters against your skin, and again, you do it. You reach your hand down, scooping his seed onto your fingers before bringing them to your mouth.

Your tongue sticks out to collect the salty liquid, running up your digits sensually, before you push the two fingers into your mouth and suck. 

Fuck. 

He’s hard again.

Does it taste good? Do you genuinely like it? Or do you just do this to tease him?

He doesn’t know, and at this point he never will. All he knows is that he needs to feel you wrapped around his cock again. 

ILLUMI ZOLDYCK

This man is obsessed with breeding you. Everytime he fucks you, there’s sure to be a messy white ring at the base of his cock that drips down his balls to dirty the sheets. You’re not sure how he has this much stamina, but you can’t say you’re surprised - considering his training and occupation. 

You feel so fucking full. You’ve lost count of how many loads are inside you, heating up your insides and acting as lube for Illumi to keep fucking you harder and faster. 

The slick sounds echoing the walls are almost too much, making the tips of your ears feel hot from embarrassment. Each thrust from Illumi makes sickening squelching sounds and achingly loud wet slaps. 

You’re going crazy, drooling and moaning against the pillow as Ilumi continues to have his way with you and abuse your aching cunt. There’s so much cum inside you that it’s leaking out, flowing out the sides of Illumi’s pale cock to smear against your thighs. 

“I’m going to fill you up so well, my dear. I’ll start a family with you. We’ll make such strong children. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He murmurs lowly, voice dripping with dominance and lust, fingers digging further into your hips. 

It’s overflowing at this point. Illumi’s cock is covered more and more with a white sheen every time he pulls back.

You’re so sore, it makes you want to cry. The overstimulation makes your body tremble against the bed, filling your brain with static and your veins with lava. 

You feel wet. Messy. Dirty. But still you can’t help but want more.

Illumi’s hips stutter a bit, and you feel him twitch inside you. He groans as another flood of hot cum fills your womb, making you moan out. 

S’too much. S’too hot. You’re too full.

Your thoughts are slurred, head shrouded in heat.

Illumi stills for a bit, chest rising and falling heavily, until… he starts moving once more - hips drawing back to slam against yours again and again and again, until you’re sobbing and gasping and shaking.

He won’t stop until he really knocks you up this time. 

CHOSO KAMO

It’s Choso’s guilty pleasure to see his cum painting your face. He wonders what all the other sorcerers would say about you if they found out you had such lewd preferences. 

There’s just something about seeing your pretty face ruined by him that makes him go crazy. Your mascara always runs down your cheeks when you go down on him. It’s not that he’s ever particularly rough with you, but the length of his cock alone is enough to make you choke and gag, your lipstick always smears against your cheeks and stains his pretty cock with whatever color you decided to sport that day. 

The slurred moans you let out against his cock turns into soft vibrating rumbles, urging him to tangle his fingers into your hair. He tries not to, but he always ends up taking control. He uses his grip on you to urge you up and down to his liking. Each time you hollow your cheeks or move your tongue against his length makes him lose his mind.

When he’s close - when his stomach tightens up and his thighs clench; when the coil inside him unravels along with his mind - he pulls you off of him to blow his load on your face.

You somehow still look innocent, even with his seed dripping from you. You stare up at him with those pretty eyes of yours that he adores. 

There’s something so intimate about this - about your precious face being tainted and ruined by him. It almost evens stirs a hint of possessiveness in him. He relishes in the fact that no one is able to do this to you but him. No one can see how your tongue darts out the lap at the cum dribbling near your lips, no one can see how the white sheen mixes with the colours of your cosmetics, no one can see how you drag your fingers across your face to push his cum into your mouth. It’s him you’re tasting so reverently.

It’s truly a sight to behold. 

Thank you so much for reading! A comment or reblog is much appreciated. Have a great day <3

- sumi ☆ミ

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[illubean]

Hunterxhunter men if reader sat on their lap(not sure if it’s fluff or NSFW but whatever you’re comfortable with🫶🏼)

Sitting On Their Lap

Characters: Kurapika Kurta, Leorio Paladiknight, Ilumi Zoldyck, Chrollo Lucilfer Type: Mainly Fluff, Headcannons, Gn!reader

I didn't pick too many characters for this one so if you wanna see others too I don't mind making a part 2 ^__^

Warnings: Slightly Suggestive

Kurapika Kurta

he doesn't have much free time

but when he does he likes spending it as close to you as possible <3

that being said he likes it when you sit in his lap

especially facing him so he can hug you close :D

but if you decide to pepper kisses all over his face and neck

oh that gets him going

he probably makes the cutest noises while gladly accepting you affections

but if you REALLY want to set him off plant kisses along his collarbone

things are bound to escalate from there ;)

Leorio Paladiknight

oh boy.

needless to say he's ecstatic that you decided to sit in his lap

his arms are instant to lock around your waist and this man is not going to let go any time soon

this guy has no shame so he doesn't care if you do it in public

after you sit in his lap for the first time he's definitely going to start pulling you to sit on him any chance he gets

yk the face he made at the girl on trick tower? yeah.

he does that face while trying to cop a feel 💀

whether you let him or slap his hand away is up to you

Illumi Zoldyck

if you do it in private he probably doesn't care all that much

but in public or in front of his family? he's pushing you off

it's not something he particularly likes or dislikes but if you enjoy it he'll indulge you

if you're trying to get his attention because you're needy though he'll probably just straight up ask

"are you trying to say you want to have sex?"

yeah there's no teasing this guy it's always straight to the point with him 😭

Chrollo Lucilfer

he's another one who actually really enjoys it

less eager and open than Leorio but he likes to have you in his lap during troupe meetings <3

he likes spending time with you in his lap, a book in one hand and the other around your waist or on your thigh

if he's feeling extra affectionate he'll plant soft kisses on your neck

sometimes it ends with dark markings littered across your neck and jawline <33

[ghost-reader07]

Title: His Butler

Minors do not interact!!!

Black insert but anyone can read 💜

This is also my first time doing smut in a long while so please be nice 😅

Warnings: DubCon

You were the personal butler of Illumi Zoldyck for many years. He was an odd master but the pay was good. You did your job well, never stepped out of line and never disobeyed an order. So...how did this happen?

Word Count: 5.4K

You were one of the personal butlers of the Zoldyck family. You were hired to help the eldest son of the family, Illumi. You were often overloaded with extra work. Or just pointless things that Illumi would never use. Honestly over the years you thought he made you do half of your ‘work load’ just to fuck with you.  

Today you were standing in Illumi’s room that doubled as his office, watching him work at the table. It was something related to assassination hits and orders again. You never really knew nor bothered to find out.  

“Come here” Ilumi said in an empty, monotone voice, startling you a little as he broke the loud silence. Without a word you walk over. As you approached the table, Illumi turned around so that he was facing you, his face seemed more relaxed than usual. It was hard to guess what he was thinking or wanted. His gaze remained fixated on you; it was obvious to your trained eye that he was analyzing you. He looked you up and down before speaking “Take off your glasses.”  

You were surprised by the order but didn’t show it. You took off your glasses anyways and placed them on your collar neatly. Illumi carefully observed your face as you took off the glasses. Although his eyes didn’t change, a slight look of slight interest became visible. After a moment, he stood up from the table. He now stood directly in front of you. 

“Come closer.” You take a few steps closer to the eldest young master, standing two steps in total away from him.  

Illumi Zoldyck, he was unpredictable, ruthless and a bit- no scratch that…. very sadistic. You had been in service to him since you were both young teenagers, and now you were both in your 20s. Illumi 24 and you 22. You’d like to think you knew the eldest young master as well as you could, seeing as you were with him almost every day. But sometimes, years later he still found ways to catch you off guard or surprise you.  

As you got closer, Illumi towered over you due to his tall height. He leaned closer to your face and his blank gaze remained on you. It was hard to tell what he was thinking, it was always like that. He seemed to be analyzing your face, for what reason was unknown… 

His hand rose up to your face, gently tracing his thumb along your cheek, then down your jawline. He then grabbed your chin gently. You knew better than to react. You simply allowed Illumi to touch your face, trying your best to hide your confusion from showing in your eyes.  

You were good at keeping a calm, collected and neutral facial expression. But all those emotions you hid so well often shown through your eyes fairly easily. Illumi was quiet as he studied your face, his hand still holding your chin. He tilted your head so that it was facing upwards towards him, now he could look at your face in more detail, without the obstruction of your chin. He seemed… curious and interested. It was rare to see him show any expression other than cold emotionless one. 

Suddenly, he spoke. His voice was low and his eyes remained on your face. 

"You have an interesting face. I have never properly observed it from up close before."

“Thank you master Illumi. I will take that as a compliment” you say.  

You didn’t understand what Illumi meant. Sure, for years you were the only black employee until Canary came along but you had been around Illumi for the better portion of their lives. He had seen your face countless times, so you didn’t understand what he meant by interesting. Illumi studied your face for a little longer, just observing silently and seemingly lost in some kind of thoughts. He moved his hand from your chin to your face, now he cupped your cheeks gently, as he continued to hold your face in his hands. 

He was quiet for a few more seconds. Then, he suddenly said in a calm emotionless tone, as usual. 

"Open your mouth."

You were taken aback but once more simply obeyed, not showing your surprise. You open your mouth for him, your tongue placed neatly in your mouth as you look up at him, like you was at a dentist appointment. But you couldn’t stop yourself from silently wondering why he wanted you to open your mouth, did he want to see your teeth or something?  

Once you opened your mouth, Illumi now stared at it intently. The expression on his face was still the same. As he observed your mouth closely, he seemed more curious and intrigued than usual. He brought one of his long slender fingers to your mouth and gently placed it on your tongue, he slowly moved it over the surface, pressing the tip of his finger against your tongue. 

He was completely lost in his own thoughts and continued to study your mouth in silence while his finger still remained on your tongue. You couldn’t help but wonder if your young master was getting into weird experiments again. Why did he always have to make you his guinea pig. The manor had prisoners kept in the dungeon for that!  

As Illumi continued to observe your mouth intently, he started moving his finger on your tongue carefully, gently tracing the shape of it with the tip of his finger. His eyes stayed on your mouth, his expression still unchanged, but a hint of fascination was visible. As he moved his finger on your tongue, he said in an emotionless voice. 

“Keep your tongue still.”  

You did just that, it’s not like you moved your tongue while he touched it anyways. But you silently wished he’d hurry up; his fingers did not taste the best. As you kept your tongue still, Illumi continued to explore your mouth carefully. He seemed to be studying the shape of your tongue and the feel of it. His finger traced over different parts of your tongue, but he never pushed it down too hard. After a few more seconds like this, he finally removed his finger. 

Close your mouth. You were more than happy to do so. “Is that all, master Illumi?” You asks, hiding your annoyance from your face and tone, but it showed ever so slightly through your eyes. Illumi seemed to notice the hint of annoyance in your eyes despite your efforts to hide it. He observed you for a moment before answering, his expression shifting just a bit, like he found your attempt to hide your feelings amusing. 

After a few seconds, he spoke in an emotionless tone. 

“No. Open your mouth again. Wider this time.” 

You mentally grumble in your head but does as told, opening your mouth wider, allowing your tongue to fall out over your bottom lip slightly. As you opened your mouth wider and let your tongue slightly out over your bottom lip, Illumi focused his gaze on your mouth again, studying it intently. His finger returned to your tongue, but this time he pushed it more forcefully, pressing down gently on it with his finger. 

He looked almost in some kind of fascination as he kept your tongue down with his finger and said in a monotone voice. 

“Lick my finger.” 

Okay now you were sure Illumi was fucking with you. 

Nevertheless, you do as told. You gently lick his finger, once more observing how his finger did not taste the greatest. As you licked his finger as instructed, Illumi observed your action carefully. A hint of interest flashed in his eyes, but his expression remained neutral. At that moment he continued to observe your tongue as it traced over his finger. Then, he suddenly said in a calm and emotionless tone. 

“Take my finger in more deeply.” 

You pause, you were taught better than to question your employers by the Head Butler Gotoh but you couldn’t stop the words from leaving your mouth in time. “You want me to what?” You ask as you pull away, your neutral expression cracking as you give him a small look. A pointed one that seemed both confused and just a tiny bit disgusted.  

A small but amused look flashed across Illumi’s face as he saw your expression change. You had never disobeyed or questioned any of his orders before. He didn’t any anything in response at first, just continuing to hold press his finger against your tongue as he observed your face and looked at you expectingly.  

Eventually, he spoke in an emotionless monotone voice.  

 

“You heard me. Take my finger in deeper”.   

You take a deep breath through your nose and once more take Illumi’s finger in your mouth, but this time deeper, all the way down to the base of the finger. Your tongue was still out, your mouth still opened wide for him. All the while you could hear the small voice in the back of your head telling you to bite him for obviously fucking with you. But you didn’t, you valued your life over some petty revenge. Instead, you simply look up at him, waiting for whatever his next ridiculous order would be.  

Little did you know, when you took his finger all the way down to the base Illumi was looking at you with a mild sense of fascination. He discreetly studied the way your mouth was opened for him, how your tongue wrapped around his finger.  

As you look up at him Illumi remained silent for a few more seconds as he observed you, before speaking again his voice calm and emotionless as always.  

“Swallow”.  

You didn’t understand what he was getting at. Illumi had to you do plenty of weird things over the years. But this seemed like a new level of ‘what the fuck dude?’ 

But you still close your mouth around his finger and swallow, just like you were told.  As you did, Illumi couldn’t help but notice how warm your mouth felt, how wet it was as you swallowed around his finger. He feels a small shiver run up his spine but he gives no physical reaction, not even blinking, quickly masking any physical reaction as he always did when he was around you. He simply continued to observe you closely. He couldn’t help but focus on the warmth of your mouth, the wetness of your lips as you closed your mouth.  

Illumi keeps his composure but at the same time he had to resist the strong urge to push his finger deeper into your mouth, further down your throat...just to see how much you could take before choking.  

Illumi was quick to snap out of his thoughts. He waited for a few more seconds before giving another order in his typical emotionless tone.  

“Lick again”.  

You do exactly that, opening your mouth and pulling back slightly, moving your tongue around his finger, swirling it around his digit as if it were a piece of candy. Illumi couldn’t stop himself from wondering how else your tongue might feel somewhere else. He could feel the gentle and wet pressure of your tongue as it moved over his skin. Despite his body remaining still and composed it was difficult to pretend he wasn’t affected by your actions, despite him being the one to order you to do these things.  

After a few seconds he spoke in a slightly raspy voice, clearly trying to hide his reaction.  

“Again”.  

You obey, once again licking his finger before subconsciously closing your mouth and sucking on his finger. You didn’t even realized you did it, simply opening your mouth again and continuing to lick his, now very damp, digit. As you started sucking and licking his finger, Illumi had to resist the urge to let out a sound, or show how it was affecting him. He managed to keep his face neutral but he couldn’t stop his mind from imagining how that wetness and heat would feel elsewhere again.  

He struggled a little to maintain his composure, he managed to speak, but his voice now had a slight hint of annoyance and frustration.  

“Stop sucking.” 

You immediately stop all movement, his finger simply resting on top of your still tongue now. Illumi felt relief mixed with disappointment as you finally stopped sucking on his finger. His breath was slightly faster now than before, he couldn’t fully control the effect your actions had on his body. His mind was a chaos of strange new feelings, all of which he was trying his best to suppress under his stoic composure.  

He knew he always favored you more than the other butlers and servants. He thought these odd feelings would go away with time. But when they didn’t, he tried to hide them, until now that is. He was curious, he just wanted to try something, experiment is all.  

He spoke in a slightly more composed voice now. 

“Move your tongue again. Slowly.”  

You obey once more like a loyal lap dog, moving your tongue slowly around his finger, almost as if teasing him.  

At least, that’s how it felt to Illumi. 

 

Illumi’s eyes remained fixated on your mouth as you began to move your tongue again. He could feel the slow and deliberate movement as you teased and licked his finger. The sensation was almost excruciating, it made Illumi struggle with his control and composure. This situation was quickly turning into something unexpected and dangerous. He tried to hide his internal turmoil, but there was a hint of vulnerability in his voice now when he spoke. 

“Faster.” 

You noticed the way his tone seemed to change but you didn't pay it any attention, simply carrying out whatever orders Illumi gave you, like you always did. Illumi felt his breath deepen as your tongue moved more quickly over his finger. The sensations were intense, it sent a wave of heat through his body and it was getting more and more difficult for him to stay focused. 

He couldn’t deny how good it felt, how much he was enjoying your unresisting obedience, but he couldn’t let you know that. He continued to watch your mouth; his face still mostly expressionless but hints of a struggle for control could be seen in his eyes. 

“Deeper.” 

 

You obey once more, taking his finger deeper into your mouth. His fingers were long, his single digit reaching the top of your throat.  

It was warm, and moist. 

The moment you took his finger all the way to your throat again, Illumi’s eyes flashed, he couldn’t stop his body from reacting to the sight or the intense stimulation. 

He tried to maintain a neutral expression but he had to bite the inside of his cheek to suppress a moan of pleasure. His breathing was getting rougher, and he could feel his body getting more and more tense. 

Then he spoke in a huskier voice than before.  

"Swallow" 

You do exactly that, swallowing around Illumi's finger. You couldn't help but slightly wonder if Illumi was going to be done toying around with you soon. At this point you were convinced he was messing with you.  

Once you swallowed around his finger, Illumi couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, trying to control his expression. The sensation was overwhelming, it was all he could do to keep the full extent of his reaction hidden. He quickly composed himself, he tried to mask his expression and his tone became more stern and commanding.  

"Again, slower this time" 

You swallow again, looking up at him.  

The second time you closed your mouth around his finger and swallowed, Illumi gasped and struggled to suppress another moan. He was losing control more and more by the second. He tried to keep his face neutral, but a small muscle in his jaw twitched as he held back another sound. He couldn’t believe how much of an effect you had on him. He spoke again, his voice now a little rougher than before, but still trying to maintain a commanding tone. 

"Again" 

This time as you swallow, Illumi couldn’t stop his body from shuddering, almost like he had been struck by lightning. He took a sharp intake of breath as he tried to hold back an outright moan. He could barely hold onto his composure now; his mind was a chaotic mess of strange new feelings. It was clear that he was struggling to maintain his usual cool demeanor. With a deep exhale, he managed to speak, his voice now more hoarse and strained than before. 

"Again." 

You couldn't help yourself, instead of swallowing around his finger again you pull back. 

You would be stupid not to notice the change in his usual monotone voice. "Master Illumi, are you okay?" You ask him.  

The moment you pulled back, Illumi tried to regain his composure. He was still trying to process the intense thoughts and sensations he had just experienced, and the way your action and question broke his focus. He had never felt this out of control before, and he was getting more and more confused by the moment. He tried to respond in his usual nonchalant tone, but he couldn’t fully hide the slight breathlessness in his voice. 

"Of course I’m okay. Why would you ask that?" 

"You're winded" you say bluntly, noticing the subtle rise and fall of his chest. As you bluntly pointed out his increased breathing, Illumi tried to compose himself but he couldn't deny it. He was slightly winded, his heart was racing, and he was getting more and more flustered by the moment. He took a deep breath, trying to control his expression and regain some composure, but he couldn't quite hide the slight redness in his cheeks. 

He spoke in a slightly more steady voice, but there was a hint of defensiveness to his words. 

"I’m not winded. It’s just… hot in here" 

"Ah, I see" You respond, not quite believing him but you wouldn't fight him on it. Illumi could tell that you didn't fully believe his explanation, but he was glad you didn't pursue the matter further. He was struggling enough trying to regain control of himself and maintain his usual aloof demeanor. He took a few deep breaths, trying to steady his heart rate and his breathing, but it wasn’t easy. The lingering sensations from your actions were still affecting him, making it difficult to think clearly. He tried to change the subject and return to his usual cool and commanding tone. 

"Did I not tell you to swallow again?" 

"You did" you say slowly. Illumi noticed the hesitation in your voice and he couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease, as if you were starting to catch on to the effect you were having on him. He tried to retain a neutral expression and keep his voice firm and commanding as he repeated his order. 

"Then why did you stop?" 

"I was concerned for you" you say. Illumi was caught off guard by your response. He wasn’t used to people showing concern for him, and it sent a wave of mixed emotions through his mind. He tried to mask his reactions and speak in a neutral tone. 

"I don’t need your concern. I’m just fine. Now obey my order." 

You sigh and silently open your mouth again for him. Illumi was hit with another wave of intense sensations. The sight of your mouth, waiting for him was almost too much for him to bear. He couldn’t believe the effect you had on him. He tried to maintain his composure but he couldn’t stop the slight shiver that ran through his body, and the heat that pooled in his stomach. 

"Good… now, swallow" He struggles to speak in a steady and nonchalant voice, but his breath is shaky and you can detect the hint of a deeper, huskier undertone. 

You do as instructed, swallowing around his finger again. You couldn't help but wonder if there was a point to this. How many times was he going to make you swallow around his finger? "Master Illumi, is there a point to this?" You asks, your words coming out a little odd as you still had his finger in your mouth. Illumi struggles with your question. He doesn’t want to admit the truth, that he was simply using this as an excuse to feel your mouth around his finger again and again, to fantasize about something more. But he can no longer deny the effect you’re having on him. 

He tries to speak with a cool and authoritative tone, but his voice is slightly more tense and almost wavering as he responds. "There doesn’t need to be a point. Stop questioning me, just obey and swallow."  

Illumi felt a pang of discomfort in his stomach. The sounds, the sight, the sensation, it was almost driving him mad. He was on the edge of losing control, on the edge of doing something he had never done with any other attendant or butler before. 

He was wrestling with the urge to just give in to his desires. But at the same time, he was still struggling to hold onto his usual aloof and commanding demeanor. When he looks into your eyes those same eyes that drove Illumi wild in his dreams, and in reality...he could feel his self-control slipping. He couldn't stop himself...he didn’t want to stop himself...and so he gave a new order. 

"Open wider."  

You open your mouth wider, still looking at him with those same eyes that he knew would one day cause his personal downfall. He gave his next order, there was no going back. He didn’t think about the consequences, the implications, or the possible repercussions of his actions. He could only think about one thing in that moment. 

"Get on your knees.” 

Your eyes widen at the new command. What was he getting at? But as usual you obey, just like Illumi knew you would. *As you followed his command and sank down to your knees in front of him, Illumi felt a rush of heat surge through him. Seeing you looking up at him like this, knowing that you were completely at his mercy, it was a feeling like nothing he’d ever experienced before.* 

*He stared down at you for a moment, savoring the sight that was now before him. He could no longer deny the depth of the desire and need he felt for you, it was taking over him and he was helpless to stop it.* 

“Closer." 

As you move closer and kneel before him, Illumi feels every muscle in his body tense. He’s staring down at you with an intense gaze, his eyes darker and more intense than ever before. His heart is racing and he can feel the heat and the need inside him growing ever stronger. 

He reaches down, gently taking your chin in his hands and tilting your face up towards him. He’s breathing hard, trying to control himself, yet at the same time unable to resist the overwhelming pull of desire. 

"I want you closer. Closer than this." 

You didn't fully understand what your emotionless master was getting at. He was odd, there was no question about that. But assuming this was another weird experiment you move closer, your face right in front of his lower half. 

Illumi could feel his dick twitch in his baggy pants. He closes his eyes, taking a deep breath to calm himself. He opened his eyes again and looked down at you, the expression on his face a mixture of intense desire and a hint of uncertainty. He slowly slid his hand into your hair, taking a fistful between his fingers.  

“Open your mouth.” 

You open your mouth again for him. Illumi pulls on your hair, forcing you to look up at him. That's when you see it, something other than cold, emptiness in his eyes. It was odd, an emotion you've never seen on him before....desire?  

As you open your mouth for him again, Illumi feels the same mix of desire and need coursing through him. His grip on your hair tightens slightly, and he can’t deny the effect it has on him. He stares down at you, his eyes dark and burning with a new kind of intensity. Then you see it, the look in his eyes, different from before. It’s a look of raw desire for you. 

"Keep your mouth open. And don’t move." He commands, his eyes narrowing slightly. You obey, starting to wonder what was happening. Illumi removes his hand from your hair and begins to undo his belt buckle and his pants. Your wide eyes watching him only further fueling the flames of desire and need burning inside him. He looks down at you, his expression intense, almost desperate. 

"Don’t look away. Keep looking at me." 

You fight the urge to look away, having to obey the order. You could feel your face heating up. You silently thank whatever higher power was at work for allowing you to be born with darker skin. Despite knowing Illumi couldn't see your blush, you had a feeling he knew you were blushing anyways. Illumi notices the slight flush on your face despite your darker skin tone, and a small, satisfied smirk appears on his own face. He can tell how embarrassed you are, and it only further fuels his desire for you. 

He looks down at you, the look in his eyes a mixture of intensity and dominance. His voice is now a low, husky whisper. 

"Put your tongue out." 

You obey, allowing your tongue to once again fall over your bottom lip. Illumi completely undoes his pants, allowing them to fall down to his thighs. That's when you see it. His dick straining against his boxers, a wet spot on them.  

Since when did that happen? 

You feel your heart start to speed up a little. 

As you follow his command and allow your tongue to rest against your bottom lip, Illumi feels even more desire coursing through him. He couldn't believe the effect you were having on him, the way you obeyed his every command without question. The sight of you on your knees, so submissive and compliant, it was getting to him. He pulls his dick out of it’s confines, tapping it against your tongue. The mildly salty taste of his precum leaks onto your tongue, making your heart race even faster.  

"Swallow". 

You feel your entire face heat up but...you obey. Slowly taking his dick into your mouth. It was long and hard, already dripping precum. You could feel the way it forced your throat open. It hurt to an extent. But you didn't stop. You continue to take him until you're half way down, looking up at him. You can hear Illumi let out a small hiss, tangling his hand in your hair and slowly pushing you down further before pulling you back to where you stopped. You feel tears pooling into your eyes as you try not to gag. Illumi lets out a soft moan, his head falling back as his eyes slowly flutter shut.  

“Fuck” he moans, gripping the root of your hair and pulling slightly. Illumi can feel his heart rate and breathing speed up even more. The sight of you doing as he says, so readily and willingly, was driving him wild. He stands over you, his gaze intense and commanding, his chest rising and falling rapidly with his erratic breaths. He reaches down with his hand and once again takes a fistful of your hair. His voice is now lower and huskier than before. 

"Now keep your eyes on me." 

Your eyes flutter up to him, you could feel your throat aching but you didn't dare move in a way Illumi didn't allow you to.  

As your eyes flicker up to him, Illumi can see the mixture of submission and trepidation on your face. He could tell that you were struggling to control yourself, to not move without his permission, and it only further fed his own desires. His hand in your hair tightens slightly, pulling your head back a little. 

"Good" he says in a low, firm tone.  

"Now, slowly move your tongue again." 

You obey, slowly moving your tongue around his stiff cock, all the while trying not to choke on it. He had your firmly in place, most of his dick shoved down your throat. It made your throat ache in pain but you don’t show it. You just focus on making Illumi feel good. The taste of his precum was overwhelming your taste buds but...you didn’t hate it either. You close your eyes moving your tongue around his throbbing cock and sucking. You focus on the tip, gently teasing it which only caused Illumi to leak out more precum.  

The taste was becoming a bit much. You were never one to enjoy salty things much but this...you didn’t hate it.  

As you slowly move your tongue, Illumi feels a shiver run through him. The sensation, combined with the sight of you on your knees before him, completely surrendered to his will, it's almost too much for him to bear. He lets out a soft shuddering gasp, gripping your hair even tighter. 

"Keep going. But hold still. Don't move your head." 

You obey, moving your tongue skillfully around his cock. Illumi has to fight the urge to push you down again. He looks down at you, his gaze intense and filled with a mixture of pleasure and power. His hand, still fisted in your hair, tightened even more, pulling you closer to him. "Good. Good," he breathed, "Just like that." His voice was a little shaky, something you’ve never heard before.  

You continue to slurp, suck and lick at him, looking up at him as your head starts to go fuzzy and blank. As you continued your actions, Illumi found it increasingly difficult to control himself. With every move of your tongue, he felt his control slipping further and further away. The sensation was overwhelming, and the sight of you on your knees before him, completely at his mercy, only heightened the pleasure coursing through him. 

He looked down at you, eyes burning with both pleasure and dominance. His breathing was now ragged and irregular, and he could barely speak in anything more than a gasp. Fuck, Illumi could feel himself getting close already. He didn’t bother to stop himself, grasping your hair harder as he begins to move his hips, fucking his dick slowly deeper down your throat. It was soft, warm and wet. It felt too good to him. He lets out a small grunt, picking up pace.  

Your hands immediately come to rest on his hips, trying to keep your balance as he started to roughly fuck your throat, seeming not to care if it hurt you or not. “Fuck, why does your throat feel so damn good” Illumi mutters more to himself than to you as he continues to use you like a sex toy. Illumi sucks in a sharp breath, his dick twitching harder down your throat. You feel a thick, warm liquid spilling down your throat, forcing you to drink it all.  

It was his cum.  

He pulls your head closer to his body, forcing his dick all the way down your throat as he cums, his body slightly hunched over. He continues to spill his cum down your throat, forcing you to drink it. You could feel your vision starting to black out from the lack of air you were getting. But just when you thought you were about to pass out, he lets you go, pulling you off his dick by your hair. You fall into a coughing fit, trying to refill your lungs with air. Illumi looks down at you, panting slightly with that same nonchalant expression on his face but...you could see the faint blush on his face as well.  

He takes a moment to catch his breath, trying to compose himself and regain control. His body is still trembling from the aftershocks of his orgasm, his eyes still filled with desire and need, but he forces himself to focus. He looks down at you, still on your knees, completely at his will, and he feels a wave of emotion wash over him. Part of him wants to continue, to take things further, but another part of him knows he needs to cool down. 

"Get up," he finally manages to say in a hoarse voice. "Stand up." 

You obey, pulling back and standing to your feet in front of him. You quickly wipe the string of saliva and precum from your mouth. 

You couldn’t stop yourself from wondering.... how did this happen? 

[bwabys-scenarios]

Reunited

Part 18

Illumi x Reader

part 17

part 19

a/n: it’s fun having Illumi get to experience things with (Name)!! she brings out his inner child and aghhh they’re so cute

warning: mention of reader having a period

taglist: @tsukilover11 @mercyboluthecrazychicken @sxyriii @merinfawleygoestohogwarts

A week quietly passed by, and (Name) was suddenly very hellbent on going into town.

Said girl made her way from her room to Illumi’s. She’d thrown on a pair of jeans, a white silk camisole, and a pink cardigan. Her purse bounced at her hip as she climbed the staircase, her numerous keychains rattling loudly.

It was around 8 am, and she had just finished breakfast. Illumi had been out on a job the day prior, and had gotten in late, so he slept in. (Name) didn’t know if she would call sleeping until 8 am sleeping in, but the Zoldycks weren’t exactly normal.

Before (Name) could knock on Illumi’s door, the man himself opened it. He was wearing a simple tshirt and jogging pants, assumably having just woke up by the state of his hair.

She stopped, looking perplexed. “I thought that may be you.” he said, a small smirk on his lips.

“Oh, hello Illumi. How did you know I was coming?”

“I could hear your purse from a mile away.”

She bashfully pulled it up, looking over her keychains with a sigh. “That’s the price to pay to have all of these cute accessories, they’re loud. I’m sad for the day I’ll have to take these off during missions.”

Illumi looked her over, an eyebrow raised. “Mhm… what brings you here?”

The girl dropped her purse back to her hip, clapping her hands together. “I want you to take me into town!”

“Oh? And why is that?”

She clamped her lips shut, squinting her eyes at him. “… okay, so I can’t tell you why, but I really need to go!”

He put his hands on his hips. “If you can’t give me a good reason, why should I take you?”

“Well, if you don’t take me I’ll just go by myself, but I assumed you may want to accompany me.”

She crossed her arms, a playful look in her eyes. He nodded, looking serious.

“Mm, you’re correct. I would rather you not go alone.”

He walked into his room without another word, leaving the door open. She peered in to see him throwing his shirt off and quickly turned away, her face flushed.

He exited the room wearing a pair of black slacks and a deep purple turtleneck. Illumi could make such a simple combo look elegant.

(Name) looked him up and down, nodding in appreciation. “You look handsome, Illumi. Purple really suits you.”

The compliment went right to his ego, and he made an mental note to wear purple more often.

“Thank you, (Name).”

—————

The trip to town took around two hours, (Name) showing Illumi some pictures of her two cats on the way there.

He recognized one as her childhood cat, Missy, a black cat with a tuff of white fur on her chest. The second was a gray tabby, which she hesitantly called Tammy. Ever perceptive, Illumi decided to point this out.

“Is that really her name? It took you a moment to say it.”

She laughed nervously, turning her phone off. “I don’t think you want to know what her name actually is.”

Ilumi was a curious creature, some may say too curious. He eyed her with those black orbs, pinching her cheek suddenly.

“Hey, ouch! Stop it!”

“I will if you tell me.”

She relented, slapping his hand away half heartedly.

“Her full name is… Tampon.”

He tilted his head at this. “Why would you hide that name? Is it offensive or something?”

She looked back at him in shock, checking his face for any hints of sarcasm. “Illumi… do you know what tampons are?”

“… yes?”

The two had a stand off, (Name) trying her best not to laugh. She scooted forward, opening her phone to search up said object and showed him a picture.

“Tampons are a product for people who menstruate. You kinda just…” she made a thrusting motion upwards. “stick it into your… vagina. I don’t use them unless it’s an emergency though, I prefer pads.”

Illumi stared at her phone, nodding his head. “I see. I have one question.”

“Go ahead.”

He grabbed her shoulders, looking her straight in the eye.

“Why would you name your cat that?”

She shrugged. “I thought it would be funny.”

He sighed, running his long fingers through his hair. ‘Hisoka was right, she is a vulgar girl. Who talks to men about these kinds of things without a hint of embarrassment?’

She clicked on something, showing him her phone again. “while we’re on the subject Illumi, it’s very important that you remember this brand of pads. It’s my favorite.”

“(Name) why would I have to remember the brand of your choice of feminine hygiene products?” He let out an exasperated sigh, embarrassed.

“Imagine, we’re on a mission together. I start my period and, for some reason, I didn’t bring any pads. I’m crying, probably hormonal, and there’s blood EVERYWHERE.”

“(Name) this is the worst conversation I’ve ever had a part in. Why did me asking about your cat lead to this?”

She shushed him, continuing. “If you brought back the wrong pads, I might actually kill you. That’s why this is important.”

She gave him a thumbs up, which didn’t help anything. He was covering his embarrassed face with his hands, shrinking into the soft leather of the limousine seats.

“I’ve already told Kurapika and Leorio this, though they kind of spaced out after the ‘theres blood everywhere’ bit.”

“I don’t blame them.”

She snickered, reaching out to boop his nose. “I don’t just love talking about my period you know, but if I have to go through it, you can handle knowing what my favorite brand is.”

He frowned, grabbing her hand, placing it on his cheek. “Were all the other details necessary though?”

“Necessary enough. You memorized the brand, right?”

“Yes, it’s (brand).”

“Then my job is done. To save you future embarrassment, I’ll just yell ‘CODE RED’ if I need you to get me some.”

Illumi questioned why he was so smitten with this girl that talked about such things with ease, but one look at her smiling face was answer enough. She scrolled through her messages, Illumi catching a glimpse of a picture of a shirtless man.

He snatched her phone, nearly breaking it. “Who was that?”

(Name) gasped, reaching for her phone, but Illumi’s arms were way too long. “H-hey! You can’t just take my phone! What are you even talking about?”

“There was a shirtless man. Who was that?”

(Name) paused, looked at him, then bursted into laughter. She finally swiped her phone, scrolling to the picture. “Why don’t you find out for yourself?”

Illumi rolled his eyes and leaned forward, looking at the picture again, this time able to see who it was.

“Oh. It’s me.”

Illumi had forgotten he’d sent her a picture he’d taken of himself shirtless after a shower. He remembered taking pride in the fact it made her blush uncontrollably, barely able to look him in the eye the rest of the day.

“Yeah, you were jealous of yourself, Luuumiiii~”

He scowled, huffing as he turned away. “I was not jealous, and don’t call me that.”

“Why, Hisoka called you that. Am I not as good of a friend as Hisoka is?” She teased.

Illumi groaned, slapping a hand to his forehead. “Hisoka is not my friend, and I prefer you use my full name.”

“But Lumi is sooo cute. You can use a nickname for me if you want!”

She pushed a bit, pouting up at him. He looked down, an idea forming in his mind.

“Alright, you can call me that.”

She squealed, clapping her hands together excitedly, but her happiness wouldn’t last long. Illumi grabbed her chin, making her meet his eyes.

“You can call me whatever you want, if I get to sleep in your bed tonight.”

He expected her to shy away and blush, like most women would. Illumi knew enough about women to know that sleeping in the same bed as a man before marriage was usually frowned upon. Assuming he’d won this argument, he smirked.

“Ok, deal! It’ll be like a sleepover!

The smirk was wiped off his face faster than you could say “wow”. Illumi watched the girl, his cheeks a light shade of pink. “Oh really? You don’t mind me sleeping next to you, (Name)?”

“Why would I? We can watch some movies and eat junk food! Oh, it’ll be so much fun!”

Now the girl was planning the sleepover, typing into her phone the supplies she’d need. He sneaked a peek at her list, able to see what she’d written beforehand.

At the top of the list were the words “Valentines Day Supplies”, with several heart emojis. He blinked.

‘Valentines Day? Why would she need anything for that?’

Illumi had never celebrated the holiday, but he knew what it was. Lovers gathered and gave each other small gifts, like chocolate or stuffed animals. What, or better yet who, was she buying ingredients to make chocolate and treats for?

—————

Once they reached the store, (Name) had made Illumi promise not to look at what she bought and to let her shop alone. He agreed, but unbeknownst to her, he wasn’t the type to keep promises he didn’t stand to gain from.

Illumi watched as (Name) walked the aisles, carefully looking over her choices as she passed by the shelves. Her shopping cart held several bags of chocolate and various ingredients to make baked goods with, along with fabric and stuffing. What was she planning on making?

She hummed lightly as she passed by the card section, opening a few and giggling at the funny ones. He couldn’t help but smile at her sweet laugh, finding himself drawn to her even now. Illumi managed to stay in the shadows, knowing if he suddenly walked up to her, she would be angry.

(Name) disappeared behind the next aisle, and he followed diligently, staying far enough behind to not be caught. An employee stopped her, his hand dangerously close to brushing against her chest.

“Hello ma’am, we do happen to have that in stock. It’s just in the warehouse. If you come with me to the back of the store, I can get it for you.”

Illumi could smell the little punk’s malicious intent from a mile away, but (Name) seemed oblivious. She beamed at the man, happily following him.

The assassin glanced around, seeing a few men loitering around, who the employee subtly nodded to as he passed them by. The men began following at a distance, much like Illumi had.

He didn’t think the man was an employee at all, and if he was, the man obviously was using his position of power to lure women into the warehouse. For what Illumi didn’t know or care. All he knew is that no one would do ANYTHING to (Name) on his watch.

“Just this way ma’am, I-“

Illumi pulled him into a corner, putting a hand over his mouth. He towered over the employee, using his height and intimidating eyes to his advantage.

“I don’t know who you are or what intentions you have with that woman, but she is my wife. If you touch her, you will face the wrath of the Zoldycks. Do you understand?”

Just uttering his family name was enough to turn the man pale. Illumi’s intense bloodlust pooling around him didn’t exactly help.

“Sorry, I didn’t know she was yours!”

Illumi let him go, staring down at with the calculated eyes of a killer. “Leave. Don’t ever let me see your face again.”

(Name) turned the corner to see Illumi leaning against a wall, reading a book. She squeaked, quickly jumping in front of her cart so he couldn’t see the contents.

“Lumi, what are you doing here?”

Something about her using that nickname instead of Hisoka made his heart thump against his chest, but instead of it being painful like before, it felt pleasant. Was this what being in love felt like?

“I was just checking out the reading section. Do you need help with anything, my dear?”

(Name) started to talk, but upon processing the pet name her face turned a bright scarlet. Illumi strolled forward, leaning down to whisper in her ear.

“Until we leave this store, pretend we are a married couple. It is for your own safety.”

He pulled back, planting a chaste kiss on her forehead for good measure. This didn’t help the heat in her face, or the warmth that was spreading through her body.

“O-okay… my love.”

Illumi tried his best to stay calm after hearing her call him her love. It was all he wanted to hear, what he wanted to be reality. She sighed, allowing him to push her buggy for her.

“I won’t look, I promise.”

—————

At the cash register, Illumi refused to let (Name) pay, handing the employee checking them out a few unmarked bills. (Name) was pouting, tapping her foot against the floor impatiently.

“I know your family has money troubles. I don’t mind buying things for you, I have more than enough.” Illumi said once they left the store. He kept a possessive arm around her waist even as they walked across the parking lot.

“You’re very sweet Illumi, but I don’t like accepting hand outs.”

“(Name), are we not friends?”

(Name) quieted at this, shyly peeking at him from the corner of her eye. He had a neutral expression, one that we wore most of the time, but his eyes were soft.

“If I am correct, friends help each other in times of need. Therefore it isn’t a hand out.”

Part of Illumi wanted her to be dependent on him, to feel like she owed him something to have the upper hand, but he pushed that away. He didn’t want to manipulate her into being what he wanted, he wanted her, as herself. (Name).

She sighed, leaning against him. He was beginning to crave the feeling of her body against his, the trust she had that he could support her enough so she wouldn’t fall sending a rush of adrenaline to his limbs.

“Alright. Thank you, ‘Lumi.”

(Name) let her hand drop to meet his, which he took instantly. She was so soft and warm, so unlike him. His hands were always cold and a little clammy when in hers. She brought his knuckles to her lips, placing a sweet kiss.

“Thanks for looking out for me.”

Illumi thanked whatever god there was for this moment, letting the feeling of her lips sink into his skin. He wouldn’t forget this moment, not til the day he died.

The car ride back passed quickly. (Name) spent it organizing the supplies into two piles, on for the sleepover, and the other for a different purpose. She refused to elaborate, clamping her mouth shut when he pried.

————

Dinner was short, with Illumi rushing to return with (Name) to her room. He would never admit it, but he was a little excited to experience his first sleepover. Illumi’s parents watched the pair leave with smug faces.

“Their relationship is progressing nicely. I heard (Name)’s basic training should be complete within the next few weeks, and she can begin honing her special abilities.” Silva remarked.

“Yes, I am quite excited to see how (Name) will perform on her first job. If she does well enough…”

The woman smiled, a shiver running down Kalluto’s spine. “Then she’ll be a perfect addition to the family.”

————

“Alright, let’s get down to business.”

(Name) and Illumi had changed into their pajamas, (Name) in a pair of shorts and tank top, and Illumi in a pair of sweatpants and sweater.

The girl pulled a shopping bag into her lap, taking out 3 dvd cases.

“Illumi, which would you like to watch first?”

The assassin glanced at the selection.

The first was a ghibli move, apparently her favorite. That would be a safe choice.

The second was a romance movie, one that she hadn’t seen before. Although that was what someone who wanted to initiate intimacy may pick, Illumi was easily embarrassed by displays of affection.

The third option was a horror movie, one that (Name) had picked hesitantly.

“… let’s go with this one.”

Illumi chose the third option, (Name) nodding. “A-alright. Just don’t laugh if I scream, okay?”

“No promises.”

The next thing (Name) did was dump out a bag full of junk food. Illumi had spent most of his life avoiding unhealthy foods to train his body to be perfect. He eyed the pile with a skeptical look.

“… do we have to eat junk food for the sleepover to be successful?”

(Name) shrugged, opening a bag of chips and throwing a handful into her mouth. “Not really, but it makes it more fun.”

Illumi took a Twinkie, holding it by the end awkwardly. “What is this?”

“It’s a Twinkie. Kind of like a little cake with filling.” She replied. He frowned, opening the plastic wrapping and staring at it.

(Name) watched with bated breath as he lifted the Twinkie to his mouth, taking a small nibble off the end of it.

“So?”

He frowned, setting it down. “It tastes artificial.”

“That’s kind of the whole point.” (Name) replied with a shrug, picking the Twinkie up and taking a bite. “Ish good!”

Illumi shivered, looking at where she bit the Twinkie, seeing she’d taken a bite of the side he’d also nibbled from. “I don’t think I really like junk food. The sweets are too sugary, and the savory stuff is too salty.”

“Mm. Well there’s some dark chocolate if you’d like that.”

“Yes, that will do.”

The two enjoyed their snacks, the movie starting up. Illumi had ordered a butler to set up a projector so they could enjoy the movie in (Name)’s room. They had their own theater, but he wanted to lay in her bed with her as they watched the movie.

(Name) scooted towards Illumi as the movie began, wrapping an arm around his. The little tremble in her limbs didn’t go unnoticed by the assassin, who was quite excited to see how she would react to the scary scenes.

————

30 minutes in and (Name) had jumped and spilled her chips twice. The more scared she got, the more she pressed herself against Illumi.

The protagonist of the movie walked outside, and the camera drifted from her, to behind her, and then back in front of her where the monster now stood.

(Name) threw herself into Illumi’s arms, burying herself into his chest. She let out a scream so loud that a butler rushed in.

“Miss (Name) are y-“

The butler looked at the pair, (Name)’s eyes brimming with tears and face pale, with Illumi calmly patting her back.

“Turn it off, please.” (Name) whispered out, clutching Illumi’s shirt. He nodded towards the butler, who switched on the light and turned the projector off.

“Would you like to watch something else, (Name)?”

She nodded, her face steal concealed by his chest.

The two decided on watching the ghibli movie, with Illumi assuming it may calm her nerves.

(Name) stole glances at Illumi throughout the movie, hoping he’d enjoy it. About halfway through, she noticed his eyes struggling to stay open. He had leaned against her, his weight pressing into her. She’d forgotten he hadn’t had a full night of sleep.

“Illumi, are you tired?”

The man peered down at her with sleepy eyes. “A little.”

She giggled and walked over to the projector, turning it and then the light. “Let’s go to bed then. We can finish that some other time.”

(Name) crawled into bed, Illumi following close behind. He watched her get comfortable, snuggling into her pillow.

The bedding was freshly washed, but still smelled distinctly of (Name). Said girl wiggled around to face him, her face flushed.

“What would you do if that monster from that movie appeared?”

Illumi blinked, struggling to understand why she would ask him that. “I don’t know, kill it I guess. Why do you ask?”

She shifted in her spot, her eyes drifting away from him. “If I’m being honest, I’m a little scared.”

“(Name).”

Illumi took her face in his hands, leaning in so close she could feel his hair tickle her cheek.

“Nothing is going to hurt you while I’m here.”

She stared at him, her cheeks warm in his hands. He watched as she relaxed, leaning into his touch.

“Thank you, Illumi. That makes me feel a lot better.”

He pulled his hands away, instead reaching out to hold her hand.

“Goodnight.”

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Illumi was gone by the time she woke up, leaving behind a note explaining he had a job come up. (Name) folded the note and set it on her beside table, running down the stairs excitedly.

“This is perfect, I can get all of my chocolates made while he’s away! Ahh, I’m so excited!”

It was currently February 12th, two days before Valentine’s Day.

(Name) loved Valentine’s Day, seeing it as a chance to show her loved ones how much she appreciated them. Every year, she would buy whatever ingredients she could afford and make her family baked goods and little stuffed animals.

She would be away from her family this year, so she planned on making her friends treats instead.

(Name) wanted to have all the chocolates ready by the 13th, knowing the three boys would be trying out the testing gate the 14th.

The only obstacle in her way were the butlers.

“Miss (Name), why are you asking to use the kitchen?”

(Name) sighed heavily. She’d already informed the butlers she’d want to borrow one of the many kitchens in the manor on the 12th and 13th, but it seemed they were determined to keep her from her goal.

“I said I wanted to borrow the kitchen to prepare some chocolates for Valentine’s Day. I won’t make a mess I-“

“Making a mess is not a problem, Miss (Name).”

The butler who’d been on the phone with Gon(who (Name) learned was named Gotoh) appeared next to her, grabbing her grocery bags to carry for her.

“Then what’s the problem? Am I not allowed to make sweets for my friends?”

She crossed her arms, watching Gotoh sigh. “No, the problem is your safety. Master Illumi made it very clear that even a scratch on your skin would be the death of any butler who allowed it, so excuse us for not wanting to anger our master.”

“How would I get hurt cooking? I’m the daughter of a baker and chef. I know that I could burn or cut my finger, but I’m sure Illumi wouldn’t be upset over that.”

“It seems you might not know Master Illumi that well then.”

That made (Name) pause. He wasn’t wrong, she’d only known Illumi for a week or so, but she wanted to believe that he wouldn’t kill just because she received all small scratch. That would be ridiculous!

“… I’m going to call him. If I get his permission to use the kitchen, that means you won’t be able to stop me, right?”

Gotoh hesitantly nodded, slightly amused.

(Name) scrolled through her contacts, clicking call on Illumi’s name. It barely had a chance to ring before Illumi picked up.

“(Name)? Is there something you need? I can’t talk for long, my job is starting soon.”

Gotoh’s eyes widened. Illumi wasn’t the type to answer a phone call so fast during a job, preferring to ignore it and call the person back after it was finished.

“Hi Illumi! I just need to ask you a quick question.”

“Go on.”

(Name) glanced at Gotoh before continuing.

“I need to use the kitchen for… secret reasons. I can do that, right?”

It was silent for a moment, (Name) waiting patiently.

“I suppose so. You are the child of a baker and chef, correct? As long as you’re careful I don’t mind.”

(Name) squealed, jumping up and down in excitement. “Yay, thanks Illumi! Please be careful on your job and call me when you’re on your way home!”

“Of course. Goodbye, (Name).”

She hung up, giving Gotoh a smug look. “See, he said it’s fine. I promise I’ll be careful.”

“Alright, but I will standby to make sure you don’t hurt yourself.” He reluctantly moved out of her way, following her into the kitchen.

——————

“Oh, she’s making chocolates for Illumi and her friends? How interesting!”

Kikyo laughed, the butler who had informed her stiffening. “Illumi is quite protective of that girl, make sure she doesn’t burn herself or anything. I wouldn’t want my poor Illumi upset!”

The butler nodded, hanging up the phone.

“Gotoh, Mistress Kikyo said to watch over her carefully.” The apprentice butler, Canary remarked. Gotoh nodded.

“I would, but she seems tense around me. It may be better to have you accompany her, Canary. She is rather relaxed in your presence.”

Canary sighed lightly. “That’s good, I guess. I don’t mind watching her, it’s just… she keeps offering me treats and being nice to me. It’s a bit difficult to say no sometimes. If I said yes, I’d be in trouble.”

“No, you wouldn’t. She is not a Zoldyck yet, your relationship with her does not concern me or the masters. Illumi would prefer her having a female butler attending her anyways.”

Canary nodded. “Alright. I’ll call you if anything happens.”

Gotoh left, Canary watching him as he did.

[cheenapri]

Thank you so much for updating!!!

I already want to see the family’s circus.. I mean dinner. I don’t know who is going to be more weird out, reader seeing Ilumi’ family or the Zoldyck seeing Illumi’s partner.

I liked the scene where Illumi is happy that reader doesn’t want to die. So well written the trope here is not miscommunication, is zero communication.

I love that some of you are able to pick up on the little details I leave in the story, lets me know that my hard work of hiding it in plain sight isn’t for nothing 😭

I don’t wanna spoil but I will say that if you’re educated on each Zoldyck’s personality and relationship with one another, that will tell you EXACTLY how this is going to go down

Cough cough especially Kikyo cough

[sapphire-weapon]

Is it agreeable to make Ashley cosplayed as Kurapika ? Or not ? The same question to make Leon cosplayed as Chrollo Lucifer, Ada as Ilumi Zoldyck, and Luis as Leorio Paradinight.

anon i have no idea what the fuck you're talking about

[morallygreyyn]

Hello :D!...can you make an Ilumi Zoldyck being kidnapped by a woman submissive (yandere) stronger than him?

Sorry but I do not write submissive readers! I only write dominant readers! 🫶

[minnuet-archive]

so i asked my friend about hxh (they’ve never seen it)

spiky celery - deku doing a bad bakugo cosplay - that one kid in elementary school that everyone’s friends with but no one knows anything about - that one short as shit friend whose only defense is biting other people’s ankles

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tiny mouse boy - smol - his hair (nothing about his hair, just his hair) - short, aggressive, would kill you - would also bite your ankles with spiky celery

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in need of a haircut - goes with the flow just to see what happens - *eating popcorn while watching you make bad decisions* - owo fancy man

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looks like he runs a pyramid scheme - tall man - if hipster evolved into more sophisticated hispter - very cash money

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gay clown man - would burn down a house without hesitation - would kidnap your boyfriend, claim ransom for him, and keep him anyways - put a lot of effort into makeup in high school and now, as an adult, goes, “fuck it, stars.” - bonus: shaved off eyebrows because he was bored and drew eyebrows back onto the middle of his forehead

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mole man - was raised by a cat and has become one with cat - after he digs his mole hole, wouldn’t clean the dirt under his fingernails - that one kid that dealt with gay clown man and made sure he didn’t die (but kind of wanted him to)

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models hate her - would beat the shit out of you - really super fancy - fully adult human that everyone mistakes for a middle schooler

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expired spiky celery (which they said after calling gon spiky celery and without knowing that gon was his son) - taught normal spiky celery how to be a spiky celery (pfft, i wish-) - would also beat the shit out of you - drinks 5 cups of coffee every morning

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goth man/my chemical romance/living off energy drinks/hasn’t slept in a week 

- dead inside  - would live in a random person’s basement  - buys his clothes from hot topic & the ross clearance section

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messy ponytail lesbian - takes 2 seconds per day to do her hair (hairspray + hair tie = boom) - takes 30 minutes for clothes - “fuck you.”

[swordfright]

hisoka sketchdump feat. ilumi

[schwingleberg-and-pinhead]

MMMMMore on the way If this computer will allow me to upload all this hard work and overthinking. 

[owarinaki]

Hunter x Hunter - Kuroro Lucifer [game]

[bwabys-scenarios]

¡Hola! ¿Puedes hacer un one-shot de Ilumi Zoldyck secuestrado por un lector (yandere)?

Sorry, I don’t do yandere!readers, only yandere x reader! Thank you so much for your request though, feel free to ask for something else ❤️

[sourlemonsodass]

omgggg why are there so many fanfics of Illumi paired with women where were you at when he showed up like this