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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      No_Archive_Warnings_Apply, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Hunter_X_Hunter, Yuri!!!_on_Ice_(Anime), Gravity_Falls
  Relationship:
      Peter_Parker/Wade_Wilson, Gon_Freecs/Hisoka, Hisoka/Killua_Zoldyck, Gon
      Freecs/Hisoka/Killua_Zoldyck, Dick_Grayson/Damian_Wayne, Katsuki_Yuuri/
      Victor_Nikiforov, Katsuki_Yuuri/Yuri_Plisetsky, Katsuki_Yuuri/Victor
      Nikiforov/Yuri_Plisetsky, Kageyama_"Mob"_Shigeo/Reigen_Arataka, Hiro
      Hamada/Tadashi_Hamada, Bill_Cipher/Dipper_Pines, Harry_Potter/Severus
      Snape, Hatake_Kakashi/Uzumaki_Naruto, Sebastian_Michaelis/Ciel
      Phantomhive, Kenny_McCormick/Butters_Stotch, Kyle_Broflovski/Stan_Marsh,
      Craig_Tucker/Tweek_Tweak, Bakugou_Katsuki/Midoriya_Izuku, Michelangelo/
      Raphael, Donatello/Raphael_(TMNT), Levi/Eren_Yeager, Armin_Arlert/Levi/
      Eren_Yeager, David/Max_(Camp_Camp)
  Character:
      Peter_Parker, Wade_Wilson, Gon_Freecs, Hisoka_(Hunter_X_Hunter), Killua
      Zoldyck, Dick_Grayson, Damian_Wayne, Ciel_Phantomhive, Sebastian
      Michaelis, Michelangelo_(TMNT), Raphael_(TMNT), Donatello_(TMNT), Link_
      (Legend_of_Zelda), Ganondorf_(Legend_of_Zelda), Kageyama_"Mob"_Shigeo,
      Reigen_Arataka, Hiro_Hamada, Tadashi_Hamada, Uzumaki_Naruto, Hatake
      Kakashi, Harry_Potter, Severus_Snape, Katsuki_Yuuri, Yuri_Plisetsky,
      Victor_Nikiforov, Bill_Cipher, Dipper_Pines, Aang_(Avatar), Zuko_
      (Avatar), Midoriya_Izuku, Bakugou_Katsuki, Levi_(Shingeki_no_Kyojin),
      Eren_Yeager, Armin_Arlert, David_(Camp_Camp), Max_(Camp_Camp)
  Additional Tags:
      sfw, NSFW, Alternate_Universe, Tumblr_Prompt, One_Shot, Two_Shot, three
      shot, Gay_Sex, Polyamory, Threesome_-_M/M/M, Kinky_Shit, nice_shit,
      Fluff, Smut, Fluff_and_Smut, Romance
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-11-05 Updated: 2017-11-30 Chapters: 6/100 Words: 7035
****** Come One, Come All~Tumblr Request Collection ******
by YoUnG_22
Summary
     I'll be accepting any and all prompt requests. Just send them here to
     my Tumblr: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/young242 or in the comments
     (Prompt requests are closed until I finish the request I got.)
     Don't worry it will be back soon.
***** Chapter 1 *****
A series of and one-shots and sometimes two or three-shots. Let me know in the
comments or on my Tumblr if it's SFW or NSFW
I'll write anything you guys ask me to either kinky, smutty or fluffy, or all
of the above.
(PS. Specify what you want so I'll know what to write. I can't read minds)
                                 ::: EXCEPT:::
Rape/noncom
Watersports/scat
Heavy Dubcon
Heavy angst
Gore(used in anyway sexual)
Vore
Toddlercon(underage is fine but nothing under 13yrs) 
Or anything gross of vom inducing
***** Bill/Dip~Nsfw~ Pregnant *****
Chapter Summary
     Requested from (Princesa)
     Dedicated to (PeppermintCane) hope you like it!!
Bill woke to the sound of the alarm clock blaring a sound so unholy it made
crushing the thing the best idea he has ever had. But alas, he couldn't destroy
another clock or his little Pine Tree would be pissed again.
And a angry Pine Tree meant no late night shenanigans for a week, and he
couldn't have that be taken away again. Speaking of his little Pine Tree, Bill
looked down at the curly mop of chocolate hair lying on his arm, which he
noticed he couldn't feel anymore.
Finally reaching over the sleeping form to turn off the alarm(how could Dipper
still be asleep after that horrible noise) and laid a hand on top of the others
head. Running his fingers through the soft curls, Bill chuckled at the adorable
sound his little Omega made in his sleep.
“You like that Pine Tree? Heehee… how cute. You'd kill me if I said that while
you were awake. But you're not right now, are you. So I can say as many cute
and adorable things all I want.” Bill sniggered softly.
“You could if you want the couch to be your new bed.” Dipper said, voice groggy
with sleep. Bill feign hurt at being denied his fun of teasing his mate. “You
know you'd be even cuter if you weren't such a–” “finish that sentence, I dare
you.” Dipper warned turning slightly to glare at the alpha.
A wide toothy grin spread across the Alpha's face, straight white teeth on full
display. “Ohh… or what Pine Tree.” The golden blonde said, releasing a thick
musty pheromone in challenge.
Bill watched in amusement as the others cheeks darken and his pupils dilated
and his breathing coming in quick pants. “Y-you bastard… that's c-cheating!”
Bill gave a haughty laugh, tightening the hand that was in Dippers hair,
pulling his head back to expose his neck.
Bill eyed the bite mark he left there the night before with a smug smirk that
caused Dipper to growl in that way omegas did to intimidate their alpha. It was
more cute then intimidating actually. The mark was still a purplish color and
the puncture wounds from his fangs were healed but still left a noticeable
mark.
“Mmm, purple suits you, Pine Tree. You should wear it more often.” Bill taunted
“Fuck you, you damn assho~ahhh!” Dippers insult was cut off when Bill sunk his
teeth into the still sensitive flesh his neck.
Bill moaned at the burst of pheromones that flooded into his mouth. The fresh
earthy and vanilla scent that was all his Pine Tree caused him to bite down
even harder than was necessary. But past experience told him that his mate was
a complete freak and got off quicker the harder he bit him. Dipper was a
withering, moaning mess as Bills sharp canines punctured his scent gland. The
omega pheromones filling the room with it's sweet aroma.
Bill reached a hand down to Dippers wet twitching hole, slick leaking out,
soaking the lacy underwear he was wearing. “aw look at that. You're so fucking
wet down here. You're getting your panties all dirty” Bill said, growling as
Dipper pushed his ass back against him. “Then take care of it. Or should I do
it myself?” Dipper threatened, half joking about doing it himself.
Letting out an almost animalistic growl that sent a shiver of excitement
through the little Omega, Bill plunged three fingers into Dipper making him
yelp. “Fuck–not so...mmm... fast… nghn! D-dammit! I'm still s-sore!” Dipper
said while moaning loudly. He was glad the lived in a house and not a
apartment. He could be as loud as he wanted without getting a noise complaint.
Bill pulled his fangs from the wound, licking the bite mark in apology, sealing
the wound back up. Bill slowly moved his fingers in and out of the tight wet
hole. No matter how many times they had sex, Dipper managed to still be as
tight like it was their first time all over again. Dipper moved his hips as
best as he could while laying on his side, taking his other hand and stroking
his cock in time with Bill's fingers.
A high pitched cry filled the room as Dippers smaller frame spasmed as he came.
Bill smirked as the the strong scent of his mates release filled the room.
“Came from just that, huh? You should learn to control yourself, babe. Now i
have to clean the sheets, again.” Bill teased his Pine Tree who tried but
failed to left his arms to swat at his asshole of a mate. Too weak to do so.
“Fuck,” Dipper huffed, body drained of all energy. “I hate being so sensitive.”
Dipper murmured. “But I love it. I can make you cum so many times like this,
it's amazing. And the blissed out look on your face afterwards, muah! Gold!”
Bill fell over with a manic cackle bouncing off the walls. Dipper rolled his
eyes at his ridiculous mate.
After a while Bill calmed down enough to press a loving kiss to Dippers curly
mop of hair, murmuring sweet nothings in the soft strands. “You're such a
asshole you know that.” Dipper muttered, but pressed his back to his mates
front anyway. “But I'm  your  asshole… wait, that doesn't sound right.” Bill
pondered before shrugging his shoulders.
Removing his arm from under Dippers head, Bill stood up from the bed and made
his way to the conjoined bathroom. While he brushed his teeth and washed his
face, Dipper stacked extra pillows under his head so he could sit up some.
“What you want for breakfast?” Bill called from the other room.
The sound of his electric toothbrush making a soft “vrooming” sound before
being shut off. “I could eat just about anything right now. I'm starving!”
after Bill was finished in the bathroom, he left the room to start on breakfast
muttering about eating whole horses or something. Weirdo. But he was his
weirdo. Dipper stayed in bed for a couple more minutes flipping through
channels on the wall mounted TV before he got bored of waiting and the smell of
eggs and sausage smelling up the house finally drew him out of bed.
Dipper struggled out of the bed, a hand going to his back as he stretched out
the stiffness of his muscles. Dipper looked down at the swell of his tummy,
running a hand of the lump. A warm smile graced his lips as he thought of what
he and Bill had made together just six months ago, now on their seventh.
They've been together ever since highschool and now they were adults who own a
house together. Their relationship still felt fresh like they had just gotten
together, even though the roundness of his stomach told him otherwise. He could
still remember when he had found out.
He was pissed at first because he wasn't even out of college yet and Bill had
gone and got him pregnant. He didn't talk to Bill for at least a month, but
that didn't seem to do what he hoped. It only made him  miss  Bill. Maybe it
was his fault for not making sure Bill wore a condom… and doing it during his
heat. Damn, too late now. “Damn Bill and his super cock… and I kept going back
too. Shit.” Dipper cursed wobbling to his dresser to retrieve a robe and a new
pair of underwear. Dipper was already panting from the short walk from the bed
to the dresser as he searched for his favorite robe. It was sea green with
silver swirls on it. And it felt incredible against his warm skin. Dipper
struggled for a bit with the underwear, but he managed to get them on without
passing out.
Making his way slowly to the bathroom, Dipper closed the door and did his
business before leaving for the kitchen where the heavenly scent of food was
stronger. Following the smell of breakfast, the brunette rounded the corner to
find Bill standing in front of the stove, humming a tune off beat as he flipped
a pancake. Hips shaking to a beat Dipper couldn't hear.
Dipper watched the way his mates back flexed as he moved around the small
kitchen. Dipper had to turn away before he made a mess on their clean floor. He
didn't want to have Bill scrub his slick off the carpets again… or maybe he
did. It would be payback for what the Alpha made him do while they were in bed.
Dipper banished the idea, clearing his throat to draw the Alpha's attention to
him. He didn't like when his mates attention was not on him 24/7. When Bill
turned to acknowledge him, Dipper felt much better. “You know you could've
waited until I came to help you out of bed?” Bill said turning back to the
pancakes he was making. Dipper crossed his arms of his chest, which he realized
was a bad idea since his nipple were way too sensitive.
Dropping his hand to his hips instead, Dipper said in a matter-of-fact voice,
“I'm pregnant, not disabled, Bill. I can drag my ass out of bed without any
help. You know that better than anybody.” Dipper said. He wobbled over to a
chair taking a seat at their dinner table. Sitting down with a grunt, Dipper
instinctively placed a hand on his bulging stomach. Bill place a piping hot
plate of scrambled eggs, sausage and pancakes in front of him. Dippers mouth
watered at the smell of the food. It almost smelled as good as Bill's Alpha
scent. Almost.
Dipper reached for the maple syrup and covered his entire plate in the thick
sugary goop. Digging into the food, the Omega keened at the taste of his
Alpha's scrambled eggs, stabbing his fork into a sausage and shoving it into
his mouth. A sweet aroma of vanilla permeated the air causing Bill to chuckle,
“I see someone's enjoying my chef worthy cooking.” Bill teased, sitting down
with his own plate.
Just as Dipper had done, Bill covered his entire plate with syrup and began
eating his fill. Dipper blushed at hearing that, swallowing his mouthful before
responding, “Probably not chef worthy but your cooking is still amazing, but
you could use some work on your house cleaning skills.” He said, swiping a
finger across the tabletop, his finger coming up with a thin layer of dust.
“Hey! I have you know I'm very skill in the art of doing house chores. Albeit a
little sloppy but I'm getting the hang of it.” Bill said, taking his and
Dippers empty plates to the sink. Turning the water to hot, Bill began
scrubbing the plates of the sticky syrup. Dipper laid a hand on his stomach
groaning when the life inside him gave a swift kick.
Turning at the sound, Bill eyed Dippers hand. A small smile turning up the
corners of his lips when he met the chocolate orbs of his little Pine Tree.
“He'll be beautiful.” Bill said softly. Dipper chuckled, rubbing the lump with
a murmur to calm the excited baby. “Yeah, he will. Who do you think he'll take
after more? You or me?” Dipper asked, leaning back in his chair, eyeing the
rippling muscles in his mates back.
Bill continued to scrub the plates for a few minutes before answering, “hmm, I
think he'll have both of our traits, y'know. Like he'll have my sense of humor
and your sass.” Bill said turning to face his mate who had one of his signature
glared thrown his way. They locked eyes for a moment. Gold meeting chocolate
brown. Two souls entwined by a unbreakable bond that's grown stronger over four
years. “i can see him having a mix between our eye color. Like chocolate brown
with specks of gold in them. That'll look really nice.” Dipper said moving to
get up. Bill was by his side and helping his mate to the living room. They both
sat down on the couch, Dipper snuggling up against Bills side.
“You know what I've been thinking…?” Bill said as the silence seemed to stretch
on. Not in a uncomfortable way but in a way they both enjoyed. “Hmm?” Dipper
hummed, laying his head on his mates shoulder, his eyes closed. “What if,
y'know, we got… married?” Bill asked holding his breath as he waited for an
answer.
Dipper stilled before relaxing more into the warm heat radiating off of his
mates larger body. “than that would make having our baby that much more
exciting.” Dipper answered. Bill silently whooped in joy, a big goofy smile
splitting his face. “Yeah, it would wouldn't it?” Bill said pulling Dipper
closer to him. “Yeah.” Dipper murmured. “Hey, Pine Tree?” Bill called, pulling
Dipper out of his light dozing.
“Yeah, Bill?”
“I love you.”
"I love me, too.”
“Cheeky brat.”

                                    The end
***** Victor/Yuuri/Yuri~Nsfw~Possession *****
Chapter Summary
     For @Divine_Awakened.
     Sorry it took so long m, but I finally got it out. Hope it was to
     your liking.
Yuri cried out in bliss, clenching his hands into fists. He withered on top of
the silk sheets, his skin ablaze with pleasurable heat. The air around him
smell thickly of sweat and cum.
The smell dizzying. His knees were pushed up to his chest at the body below him
lapped at his abused hole. Vitya’s tongue penetrated him over and over again
while Katsudon toyed with his length that lay hard and leaking against his
abdomen.
His abs flexed every time his cock was stroked and the tongue entered him. The
sensations were too much to handle. He came with a strangled cry, his cum
splattering across his already cum stained chest and stomach.
He was given a couple second to catch his breath before the two men were on him
once again. Vitya's who had down the rimming took his still hard cock into his
mouth and began sucking to his heart's content.
“ughnn, no… too-too much. I-Im can't handle a-anymore. Please…!” Yuri begged,
but the two weren't listening to his pleas. His begging seem to only spur them
on, doubling the efforts to make him come undone again.
He couldn't move his hands to push them away because he was ordered not to less
he wanted to be punished. He didn't know what kind of punishment they had in
mind, but if it was anything as torturous as this then he didn't want to find
out.
So he obeyed and kept his hands above his head, holding onto the headboard for
dear life. Yuri groaned as his cock was swallowed down into a hot wet mouth,
Vitya's throat constricting around him as he swallowed him down.
“Ah…hah hah hah. I-i-i can't t-take it much l-longer!” Yuri pleaded for it to
end,to be over. Katsudon chuckled at his pleas, sucking and biting at his
nipple, which felt like they were in fire. Vitya released his cock and
positioned himself at Yuri's entrance.
Teasing the outer rim with the head of his wet cock. Yuri gasped as he was
breached, the stretch burning slightly even through this wasn't his first time
doing this. It still caused him to gasp and moan everytime.
Vitya started to thrust at a bruising pase, jolting Yuri's body with every
forward thrust. “Hahh-fuckfuckfuck–” Yuri's cries were cut off as a hot cock
was forced into his mouth.
“Suck.” Katsudon ordered.
Yuri met the man's eyes and did as he was told. He sucked and licked the hard
length as his other end was ruthlessly pounded. With ever forward thrust, Yuri
sucked more of Katsudon’s cock further into his mouth until it hit the back of
his throat. Yuri whined around the cock as he felt his orgasm teachings peak.
And as he was ready to release again, Vitya grabbed his shaft in a vice like
grip cutting of his release. Yuri reach taking Katsudon's cock from his lips to
beg Vitya to let him cum, but Katsudon took a handful of his sweat blonde locks
and pushed his cock down the younger mans throat.
He struggled in their holds his ass felt too full, his cock too sensitive and
his throat stretched to it's limits. And he couldn't breath. Tears streamed
down his cheeks as he was taken from both ends, the sensations so intense he
thought he'd die.
Vitya pounded into him without care, striking his sweet spot everytime he
pushed in. Yuri jerked his hips to dislodge or help Vitya he didn't know, he
just wanted to cum so badly that it was starting to hurt keeping it in. “I
think that's all he can take for now. What do you think, Yuuri? Do you think
Yuri has learned his lesson.” Vitya asked, slowing his thrusts to slow deep
ones.
He still had a hold on Yuri's cock, keeping his orgasm at bay. Vitya licked
eyes with his fiance. Katsudon finally remove himself from Yuri, the latter
coughing and gulping for air. “yes, I think he's learned his lesson. Let reward
him for being so good.” said Katsudon, taking his cock in hand and Tracing
Yuri's lips with the tip, smearing precum on the blondes pink swollen lips.
“Open up.” Yuri obediently open his mouth, letting his tongue trail down the
prominent vein on the underside of Katsudon’s cock. Vitya started pistening his
hips into Yuri, Yuri crying out at the intensity of the older man powerful
thrusts.
Vitya stroked Yuri in time with his pistoning hips, moaning out praises. Yuri
moaned around Katsudon's cock at the feeling of being taken, visitations
causing the other man to drive his thick shaft further into his throat.
After a while the room was filled with a symphony of sounds. pleasured moans,
creaking bed springs and skin meeting skin were the only things yuri could hear
as he neared his completion. “Ahh! Yes-fuck-yes… please… ughhn–ohh!” Yuri came
with so much force that it knocked the breath from his lungs.
Katsudon came seconds after, filling Yuri mouth his thick seed. Yuri swallowed
as much as he could. Some escaping, rolling down his chin. Vitya was the last
to finish, the older man's hips stuttering as he pushed as deep into Yuri as he
could, caming with a strangled groan.
Yuri moaned at the filling of Vitya's warm seed pouring into him. Vitya pulled
out of Yuri. Yuri whined at the list of Vitya so close to him, but he was too
exhausted to move and bring the man back to him. He didn't have to wait because
Vitya was at his side pulling his small body to his.
“That was fun… we would do that more often if you're up for it, Yurio? I could
go another round, what about you piglet?” said Vitya, entwining his legs with
Yuri's.
Katsudon moved so he was pressed against Yuri, tucking the smaller man's head
under his chin. “yeah, that was fun. I could go for a another round. How bout
it, Yuri. Up for round two?” Katsudon asked the smaller man, but his question
was answered with a light snore.
Both older men looked at the other and burst out laughing. “I think we over did
it, again.” Victor said, running his fingers through sweat soaked hair. Yuuri
chuckled snuggling up with the sleeping body under him.
“It's your fault. You insisted that we try this and you know how competitive
Yuri is. Yu knew he would jump at the chance to something like this.” Yuuri
yawned, exhaustion creeping up on him. He pulled the covers over top of them
and closed his eyes to get some sleep.
“Hahaha, I know but it was worth it. We'll go again in the morning. Until then
lest rest so are bodies can be ready for more fun tomorrow.” Said Victor as he
too fell to sleep to the sound of two sets of soft snores.
***** Hisoka/Killua~sfw~KISS part 1 *****
Chapter Summary
     For @Saraphina sorry it's so short but im gonna make this into a
     three part for you. This was just a kinda introduction. There will be
     some hisokillu moments in the next chp I hope you like this.
Killua Zoldyck lay in bed, eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. The room was
silent, save for his on heartbeat that seemed deafening In his room. He had
just won his third match against a opponent that really wasn't much
competition.
So he lay in bed, bored out of his mind, with nothing to do. The ex-assassin
got up from his bed and walked to the window that overlooked the city below.
The view stretched on for miles. It would have been a beautiful sight if it
weren't for the fact he didn't have someone to share it with.
“This blows…” he muttered to no one in particular, shuffling back to his bed to
put his shoes on. He glance over at the bed next to his.
Gon would be in that bed, but in his place was his sister Alluka Zoldyck. He
watched her sleep, smiling slightly at the peaceful look on her face.
Sighing true his shoes before leaving the room and Heavens Arena. Killua walked
the midday streets until he came across a little cafe that he hadn't seen
before. The smell of sweets luring him into the small building.
Pushing through the doors and getting in line with other customers, Killua
waited in line to order. Sweets had always been his go to when he was bored. He
could just stuff his face with sweets until he couldn't anymore.
And his favorite kind of sweet was chocolate. As he waited for his turn he
thought of where Gon was right now. The last time he saw him was when they
parted ways at the World Tree, and he left to travel with Alluka.
“He's probably off having fun with his dad.” Killua thought, lowering his eyes
as a unfamiliar emotion shot through him. His eyes wavered for a moment before
he pushed the feeling down.
“No,” said Killua, gripping his hands into fist. His sharpened nails digging
into his palms. “I can't think of that right now.” He thought this as the his
turn to order came up. “Hi welcome, what can I get for you?” the lady at the
counter asked.
Killua eyed the menu until he spotted what he was looking for. “I'll have one
hot chocolate, please.” he said. The barista hummed as she added up his total.
“That'll been $4.95, please.” she said. Killua reached into his pocket for his
card but came up with lint.
“What the hell…?” He muttered, checking his other pockets, but came up with
nothing again. “Ah,shit… I don't have my card. Sorry I'll–” killua went to
decline his order.
“Don't worry, I'll pay for it.” a smooth sultry voice sounded behind him.
Killua froze, his entire body going rigid, his blood running cold in his veins.
That voice… he knew that voice. It was the same voice that plagued his dreams.
The same voice that belong to a sociopathic killer with a skewed moral compass.
Someone who made it his main priority to fight Gon when he became stronger, for
whatever reason, killua didn't know. But he knew one thing. Gon wasn't his only
focus.
Killua cautiously and very slowly turned around to meet the smoldering amber
eyes of none other than the grim reaper himself, Hisoka.
***** Hisoka/Gon~height difference~sfw *****
Chapter Summary
     Request for @drovka
     Hope you like it and sorry it took so long
“Hisoka?”
Hearing his name, looking away from the information he was reading, Hisoka
turned to look at his Apple.
“Yes, Gon, what is it~.” Hisoka asked.
Becoming interested on a spot on the floor, cheeks tinting peak, Gon mumbled
something Hisoka barely was able to pick up.
Hisoka cupped a hand over his ear, “what was that Gon? You're gonna have to
speak up.~” Hisoka said, a teasing lilt to his already smooth velvety voice.
Gon cheeks darkened even redder, his hands fidgeting in front of him.
Mmm~, I love how red his face gets when he's embarrassed.~ Hisoka thought as he
watched the teen play with his fingers.
“I can't reach the peanut butter.” Gon mumbled again. Hisoka, playing dumb, dug
a pinky in his ear,simulating that he was hard of hearing. “Once more, Gon,
what is it you're having trouble with?~” Hisoka asked again, having too much
fun teasing the boy. Gon cheeks flushed as he try to contain his raising anger.
“You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?!” Gon accused, frowning up at the
older man. Hisoka, trying to hide his growing smirk, but failing miserably,
tucked his phone back in his pocket. “you wound me, Gon. Of course I'm not
doing it on purpose. It was actually difficult to hear you when you were
speaking so softly.” Said Hisoka placing a hand in the small of Gon's back.
Gon shivered at the hand touching him so gently. He was then pushed lightly to
the kitchen by Hisoka who had that same teasing smile on his face. His
frustratingly handsome face, Gon thought. Gon flushed at the thought of hisokas
attractiveness. He and Hisoka have been lovers for quite awhile but he still
couldn't help blushing around the older man. Maybe it was because he knew what
all the things Hisoka was capable of, in and out of the bedroom.
As the two entered the kitchen and came to the cupboard, Gon looked up to see
Hisoka looking down at him. “What?” Gon asked, confused about why Hisoka was
just staring at him. Smiling down at the shorter teen, saying in a calm voice,
“Gon, why did you need me, again? I still haven't heard what you needed me to
do.~” Hisoka questioned, smiling down at the shorter teen.
Stealing his nerves, Gon pointed up at the cupboard, “the peanut butter. I
wanted to make a sandwich but I couldn't reach it. So can you get it for
me?...” Asked Gon, looking up at the older man. “Hmm~ yes I'll get it for you…
on one condition~”
“yes I'll do it.” Gon said automatically, already knowing what the older man
was going to ask. Hisoka raised a brow, smirking down at Gon. The redhead
chuckled before saying in a voice laced with amusement, “hehe~ already got me
figured out, don't you, Gon?” Hisoka said reaching into the cabinet. “We've
been together for a while now, Hisoka. So yea I know you more than you think.”
Hisoka grabbed the peanut butter from the cabinet, but instead of handing it to
Gon, Hisoka held the jar up above his head. Giving Hisoka a apprehensive look,
Gon narrowed his big hazel eyes up at the magician. “No! No, you're not doing
this again!” Gon exclaimed rushing at Hisoka. But as always the magician was to
fast, and dogded out of the way, sticking his leg out to trip Gon.
Falling with a thump to the floor, Gon quickly got to his feet and came at the
taller man again. “Dammit Hisoka, give me the peanut butter!” Gon jumped,
reaching for the peanut butter, but Hisoka struck out his hand pushing the teen
to the side with ease. “Ugh,Hisoka! Stop being a ass!” Gon yelled, continuing
his fruitless attempt at reaching the jar Hisoka was holding just out of reach.
Hisoka, smirking at the boys flushed red face, held the jar above his hand on
his pointer finger, balancing the jar there.
“Ohh~ Gon, you're going to have to do better than that.~” Hisoka said in a
teasing voice. Gon growled before crouching down and springing himself at
Hisoka. Hisoka was anticipating Gon to go for the jar again, but was presently
surprised that Gon aimed for his body instead. Gon crashed head first into
Hisoka, effortlessly bringing the man don with him. But it was all for nothing
when the jar of peanut butter crashed to the floor, splattering the thick paste
across the kitchen floor.
Gon and Hisoka looked at the mess they made, both grimacing at mess they now
had to clean up. Gon looked down at the man he was now straddling,ignoring the
position they were in, Gon glared down at the grinning magician. “Fuck! Goddamn
you, you fucking bastard! Fucking asshole. Always doing this to me!” Gon cursed
the grinning man below him, pounding his smaller fist down on the hard pecs.
Hisoka laid there taking the half-hearted hits to his person. Chuckling at the
red flush to the round cheeks of the smaller boy.
Tiring himself out, Gon lay his head down on his lovers chest, panting. Hisoka
shivered at the feeling of warm breath tickling him. “mmm~ as much as I enjoy
this position, we have some cleaning to do. C'mon, up you get.” Hisoka said,
grabbing Gon under his pits and hoisting the teen to his feet. Gon cruised his
arms across his chest, his bottom lips sticking out in a adorable pout.
“Oh, Gon~ don't make that face. You know what it does to me,” hisoka said
licking his lips. Gon blushed, looking away from the man enticing golden eyes.
“Well, you're grounded until I get my peanut.” Gon said, childishly sticking
out his tongue at the older man.
Quick as lighting, Hisoka kissed Gon, sucking the youngers tongue into his
mouth. Taken aback, Gon squeaked but quickly fell into the smooth glide of
Hisokas lips against his own. Hisoka moaned, loving the feel of Gons soft full
lips. He licked a stripe across the teens button lip, before being grant access
into the warm wet cavern. Gon threw his arms around the taller man's neck, when
Hisoka raised to his full height, strong arms holding him around the waist.
Gon's feet lifted off the floor, Hisoka deepening the kiss.
Gon keened, arching his back, wrapping his legs around Hisoka’s waist. Hisoka
began walking them to the small dinner table, laying Gon back on the table.
Hisoka moved to kiss Gons neck, licking and sucking bruises down the slender
neck causing the teen to cry out. Hisoka lifted the oversized shirt Gon was
wearing, going for the hard dusty pink nubs, but stop when a loud grumble
sounded in the small kitchen.
Hisoka raised his head to look down at Gon, whose face could have resembled a
ripened apple. Ohh~ Gon you look so delicious. I could eat you right up now.~,
Hisoka thought licking his lips, wanting a taste of his delectable fruit. Gon
hid his blushing face in his arm, not wanting to see the smirking face of his
lover. “Hisoka, stop looking at me like that. It's so embarrassing.” Gon said,
blush deepening.
Hisoka place both hands in either side of Gons head,lowering his face so he was
eye level with the other. “And what way am I looking at you, my fruit?~” Hisoka
whispered hotly in Gons ear. Gon have a full body shudder before meeting the
alluring gold eyes of his lover.
“Like you want to eat my whole.” hisoka moaned lewdly at the way Gon had said
those words. Hisoka dove in for more hungry kisses, sucking and biting at the
plump lips of the younger teen below him. Gon keened, arching to feel on of
Hisoka. But he was abruptly stopped when his stomach gave another loud growl.
Both males looked at the other before breaking out into fits of laughter.
“Well I guess we can continue once we've gotten something to eat don't you
think?” Hisoka said, removing himself from in between Gons legs. Gon
nodded,hopping down from the table. “Okay, Hisoka, I'll go change and then we
can go.” Said Gon running up the steps to their shared room. Hisoka watched the
young teen race up the stairs, following him with his eyes until he was gone.
I guess, once he has something to eat we finish what we started, Hisoka thought
as he went to climb the stairs but stop remembering something. Hmm, now what
did I forget? Hisoka place a finger on his chin in thought before looking back
to the kitchen. “Ah, that's right. I have to clean up the mess we made in the
kitchen. Gon can wait a little longer.~”
And at that Hisoka set to work cleaning up the glass and peanut butter.
***** Hisoka/Killua~KISS~sfw part 2 *****
Chapter Summary
     Part 2 for @saraphina
“Hisoka!?” Killua exclaimed, jumping back to create some distance from himself
and the older hunter, causing some curious eyes to turn to them. Killua ignored
them, keeping his eyes on the man in front of him, trying to decipher what the
other wanted and what he was doing here. “What are you doing here, Hisoka?”
Killua cautiously asks.
Hisoka just stood there, giving a closed eyed smile. “Oh, nothing, just here
following orders.~” Hisoka says while walking up to the counter to pay for
Killua’s hot beverage. Killua eyed the man, bracing his body for any sudden
movements.
But none came, but Killua still did not relax. Hisoka turning around and
holding two mugs, one seeming to be coffee and the other must've been his hot
chocolate, judging from the generous amount of whipped cream and chocolate
sprinkles.
“Here you go, Killua. One hot chocolate. Come, sit with me. We have things to
discuss.~” Hisoka said, going to a booth away from curious eyes and prying
ears. Killua stay where he was, not trusting the man enough to want to be alone
with him. But he knew that if he tried to run, he'd have no way of actually
escaping. He didn't stand a chance against Hisoka, he knew that. So, taking a
deep calming breath, Killua followed Hisoka to the booth, sitting on the far
across from the man.
They stayed silent for a while, just sipping at their hot drinks. Killua
noticed, probably a bit too late,that Hisoka drank his coffee black. He
could've sworn that the older man like things sweet. But he didn't see Hisoka
put any sugar in his coffee.  Weird , Killua thought, eyeing the man over the
rim of his cup.
What is his deal? Why is he here and what's to discuss something with me? And
why me… doesn't he have me brother to bother? Ugh! He's probably just here to
mess with me.
“You know it's considered rude to stare.~”
Killua was jolted out of his thoughts when Hisoka spoke. Killua averted his
eyes, a pink blushed coloring his cheeks at being caught.  Shit, I didn't even
realize I was staring.  Killua cleared his throat before getting back to why he
was currently sitting here with Hisoka.  
“Forget that. Why are you here? Are you here for Alluka? Because you can forget
about going anywhere near her.” Killua said, eyes becoming dark, bloodlust
showing in his gaze. Hisoka, not at all surprising, just sat there, smiling in
that creepy way he did when he was getting excited.
“Oh Killua, you don't have to worry about that. I'm not here for Alluka.”
Hisoka purred. Hisoka leaned back in his seat, bringing the mug up to his lips.
Killua stared transfixed at the way the man's lips puckered to blow at the
steaming dark liquid. Finding himself staring again, Killua drop his gaze to
his own cup.
Which he noticed was halfway gone. Blinking owlishly at the drown liquid, mind
working with thoughts of what Hisoka said.  What? He's not here for Alluka? If
he's not here for her then who is he here for…  Killua stared blankly at his
drink, his mind coming up with nothing. 
Killua looked back up a the other hunter, giving him a confused look. Hisoka
chuckled at the look he was giving him, like it was the funnest thing in the
world. “Gon always said you were the smart one of the both of you, but I was
hoping you would have gotten it by now.~” at the sound of Gon’s name, Killua's
eyes narrowed int slit.
“What are you talking about. What does Gon have to do with this? You better not
have done anything with him, or I swear–”
Killua was cut off by Hisoka's laughter, it was the most genuine sounding thing
he had ever heard come out of the red heads mouth. Killua sat gaping at the
magician, irritated at his threat being laughed at. He knew he stood no chance
against Hisoka but he would damn well go down trying to keep Gon from being
hurt, especially by someone who seemed obsessed with fighting him.
“What's so funny!?” Killua said, voicing raising. Hisoka continued to laugh at
his expense. After a couple more minutes, Hisoka finally composed himself to
speak, “Killua Killua Killua, you have no idea the things Gon and I have been
up to lately.~ The things we've done.~️” Hisoka said, voice low and suggestive,
hinting at something Killua didn't want to believe in.
Killua stared horrified at Hisoka. Face becoming warm as a blush darkened his
face. Either it was from embarrassment or anger he didn't know. It was probably
a mix of the two.  No, he-he can't be saying what I think he's saying? Gon
would never… no, he has to be lying. Yeah. That's right. Hisoka is a known
liar. No way would Gon ever let...him… do anything like that.  As if reading
his mind, Hisoka went on to say, “you should have seen the things we did. Mmm~
he was so delicious. He's temptation personified. Gon was much more willing
than I would have thought, but I wasn't complaining. He still put up a fight
though, keeping it exciting. He love to fight for the dominant position, but
every time, he always succumbed to his desires to be pinned down and filled.~”
Hisoka said suggestively, smirking at the blushed that bloomed like a rose
across the porcelain white skin of the teens cheeks.
Killua stared in disbelief and mild disgust at Hisoka what he was saying. About
what he wants saying about Gon.  Gon, all this time… with Hisoka even… I
thought you hated him? How couldn't you let him do something so… perverted to
you? Damnit, Hisoka!  Killua cursed under his breath, not wanting to see the
smug look on the older man's face. He knew something like this was bound to
happen. Hisoka has always, from the very beginning, had his eyes set on Gon.
But he only showed interest in fighting Gon when he got stronger, but what
changed? What happen to have changed his mind. Or was this the end goal the
whole time. Was he only using Gon? That had to be it, right? He had to be
manipulating Gon somehow. He didn't care about him. He didn't love Gon…
Like he did.
“Why are you telling me this? I don't what to hear how you-you… took advantage
of Gon. You perverted bastard!” Killua hissed through gritted teeth. He could
feel his aura flaring. He stared into the unaffected gaze of the magician.
“Mmm, don't look at me like that. You're gonna turn me on, too. I can see why
Gon likes you so much. And your expression is almost as delicious as his,
almost.~” Hisoka said. At that Killua blinked, his body calming down enough for
him to think clearly.
“What are you saying. Gon… likes me?” Killua said the last part more to himself
then to the man sitting across from him. Hisoka hummed, taking another sip of
his coffee. “Yes, he does. Quite a lot actually. I would even go far as “love”.
You're all he ever talks about. It's quite endearing seeing him become
passionate about the things he loved.” Said Hisoka. Killua watched the man have
a far away look in his eyes, like he was somewhere else entirely. Was he
thinking about Gon? Or something else?
Killua looked down away, mulling over what the older man told him.  So Gon like
me? Maybe even loved me. But if he did why'd he choose Hisoka to be his first…
Killua thoughts trailed off. That part he would have to ask him himself. Killua
finished his hot chocolate, pushing the mug away and leaning back in his seat,
mirroring the magicians relaxed posture.
“So we are you here? Did you just come here to tell me that or something?”
killua asked once more, hoping he would get a straight answer out of the
elusive man. Hisoka studied his nails as if he hadn't heard him. Killua went to
repeat what he had said before he was cut off, “well I'm here on orders by are
green loving friend. You see, he was worried about you and wanted me to come
keep an eye on you while he finished a job ordered by The Hunter Association.
He'll be joining us once he gets done.~ so don't worry.” He said, looking
across the table at the boy who seemed deep in thought.
So that's why he's here. Gon had asked Hisoka to come keep an eye on me.
Killua was still confused as to why Gon deemed it necessary for him to have a
what… bodyguard. Pfft, he could take down ten men at the same time. Why'd Gon
need to send Hisoka of all people to look after me? Idiot! He's so paranoid
something's. I don't need someone, especially Hisoka, acting as a bodyguard. I
can take care of myself.
“You know, it'll be best if we became friends. That way, I won't have a problem
if you desires to pursue my Apple. And that way we both get what we want. So
what do you say?~” Hisoka proposed, eyeing the uncertain expression on the
teens face.
Killua looked away from the golden calculating eyes. He thought about what he
was being propositioned. He looked between hisoka and the empty mug.
Coming to a decision, Killua met the striking gaze of the magician, physically
forcing g himself not to look away.
“Okay, we can try…” killua said, trying for a smile but coming up short.
“Great, but on one condition.~” Hisoka said, a wicked smirk spreading across
his face.
Killua gulped...
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