The Jester Approaches
After Uvo’s stunt last night, you awoke feeling groggy. To remedy this, you got up and showered, preparing a fruit bowl for everyone for breakfast before making your way into the garden with a book. It was a nice day and you decided to indulge yourself in the quiet garden and a good story.
You sat on the ground, leant against a tree stump as you idly picked at your fruit. You’d lost track of time but your fruit was long gone and you were a quarter way though your book when the noise of quiet voices made your ears twitch. You looked up from your book to see Hisoka, Uvo and Machi make their way outside.
Machi moved to stand to the side as the other two faced each other in a fighting stance. You quickly perked up.
“What are you two doing?” You raised a brow, eyeing them.
“We’re sparring, Darling, don’t worry, if it were a real fight, Uvo would be dead already.” Hisoka mused, earning a snort from his sparing partner.
“Bring it on, Clown.” Uvo gruffed, position himself. Hisoka brought his hand to his chest, feigning hurt at Uvo’s comment before smirking, producing three playing cards, seemingly out of nowhere.
You stared at the two, this now being more interesting than your book. You watched as Hisoka’s slim fingers twirled the cards before shooting them towards Uvo. The larger male brought his arm up, the cards practically pinging off his skin and fluttering to the floor. Hisoka smirked and you watched as an invisible force propelled Uvo forward to his knees.
“What the hell was that?!” You shouted, directed at Hisoka. The Jester just chuckled, backing off from Uvo for a moment.
“That, my Dear, was my Bungee Gum.” He mused and your confused look only spurred him on as Machi rolled her eyes.
“Bungee Gum has the properties of both rubber and gum. I can stick it to an opponent and manipulate it to my will.” He looked at you sharply.
“Would you like to try?” Hisoka held his hand up to you before pulling it back to his side, you felt yourself slide towards him; like something was tugging at you.
“Woah, woah! Easy!” You struggled, digging your heels into the grass to attempt to ground yourself, it didn’t work, if anything it made it easier for Hisoka to close in on you.
“Lay a finger on her and-“ Uvo growled, now standing on his feet, fists clenched.
Hisoka pulled you in, arm around your waist as the other squished your cheeks together, forcing your face to look at Uvo. You feel yourself flush with embarrassment as Hisoka pressed up against you.
“Or what, hmm? You’ll kill me?” Hisoka openly laughed, gently dragging his sharp claws from your chin and down to your neck, turning your head to the side so he could dip his own close to your skin.
“So sweet.” He groaned and you felt yourself shudder involuntarily. Why were you finding him so attractive right now? You felt his breath fan across your skin and you shuddered. He smelt like bubblegum and a hint of blood, you wondered what he’d taste like if you kissed him. You shook your head, dispelling the thoughts but Hisoka’s hand on your hip had your mind stopping back to your unruly thoughts.
“Seems she likes the attention.” Hisoka’s piercing eyes looked to Uvo, his expression unreadable. Machi moved to place a hand on his arm and he calmed considerably.
“Quit being a dick, Y/N has nothing to do with this sparing match, stop using shitty tactics because you can’t win.” Machi huffed, rolling her eyes as Hisoka trained his gaze on her.
“But what if this wasn’t a sparing match?” He smiled threateningly and you felt your heart speed up.
“You’re such a child.” Machi scolded and Hisoka let go of you, holding his hands up.
“Guilty~” He mused.
“Sorry for giving you a fright, Darling.” He licked his lips sensually and you turned your face away to hide your blush.
“Whatever.” You mumbled before going back to collect your book.
“I’m not powerful like you. I can’t fight so please don’t use me as a shield.” You looked between the two men, Uvo’s eyes softening before you turned away from them and went back inside.
Once out of view and in the safety of the kitchen you flushed a dark shade of red, covering your cheeks with your hands as you shook your head.
Gaaah! How embarrassing! Why did you say that?! Curse that stupid clown and his stupid attractive face!
You clutched the countertop in annoyance. You really wanted to speak your mind to that damn clown, tell him how annoying he was and how he got under your skin. How he was inappropriately creepy when you first arrived and the way that he stares at you like he wants to devour you makes you hot. How his scent made you dizzy and you wanted to taste his lips. You wondered if he was as cruel in bed as he was outside the bedroom. Would he tie you up? Tease you till you begged? Would he take everything from you, never relieving you of your own arousal? You bit your lip, your grip on the countertop loosening as you imagined it.
Would he fuck you from behind? Bending you over, his chest pressed to your back, or would his lace his clawed fingers into your hair, the other a bruising grip on your hip. Or would he pin you beneath him, legs on his shoulder as he set a brutal pace, hand wrapped around your throat, nails digging so lusciously into your skin-
“Y/N!”
The voice snapped you out of your fantasy, turning around quickly to face who had called you. You swallowed thickly at seeing Hisoka standing there, hands on his hips and his brow raised.
“Finally, I thought you were going to just stand there.” He sighed before running a hand through his hair. You couldn’t help raking your eyes over his form, a light blush forming across your cheeks. The warmth between your legs told you that your little fantasy had affected you quite a bit, and now the man at the centre of your thoughts was standing right in front of you.
“Something on your mind, Darling?” He mused, raising a sharp brow. You wondered for a moment if he could read your mind. You shook your head quickly.
“You look awfully shaken up, did I give you a fright?” He stepped towards you, and you took a step back. A playful smirk stretched across his lips, his eyes dragging over your form before his tongue shot out to lick his lips.
“Oh, I see...” He hummed to himself, stalking over to you until your back was pressed to the countertop. His clawed fingers came up to caress you cheek and you shuddered beneath his touch. He leaned in, burying his face between the crook of your neck and inhaling deeply, letting out a soft groan.
“How heavenly~” He hummed, pulling back. He dragged his fingers down slowly to chin, gripping lightly as his thumb brushed across your bottom lip. A delighted hum left his lips as you parted yours and he leant down to press a kiss to your lips.
He tasted sweet, his tongue felt like silk against your bottom lip before it delved into your mouth. You moaned encouragingly into him, his clawed fingers tangling into your hair and scratching gently against your scalp. Your knees were weakening and you clutched at his shirt. If he were to take you right then and there, you wouldn’t stop him, if fact, part of you hoped he did.
To your dismay, he pulled back, licking his lips as he untangled himself from you and stepped back. You cursed how unfazed he looked compared to you; your cheeks were hot and red, panting slightly and hair disheveled whereas he looked as calm and collected as ever.
“That was fun, Darling. I can’t wait for the rest.” He teased before moving to the doorway of the kitchen.
“Unfortunately duty calls~” He smirked playfully before disappearing.
You leaned back against the counter, fingers on your lips in disbelief. Damn that attractive clown and damn his ability to be an amazing kisser. You groaned internally. You could almost guarantee that wasn’t the only thing he was good at.
The sound of footsteps approaching garnered your attention and for a moment you were hopeful Hisoka had come back. However, a calming smile met your lips as you saw Machi enter the kitchen. She paused, eyeing you.
“You okay?” She raised a brow and you nodded, pushing up off the counter.
“Yeah, I’m perfectly fine.” You sighed, running your fingers through your hair.
“Just to let you know, the Boss has requested us to do a job for him so you’ll be here alone with Hisoka for a couple of days. He shouldn’t bother you too much, he’s out most of the time, but I just wanted to give you a heads up. Are you going to be okay?” Machi’s eyes softened, and you gulped nervously.
“Y-Yeah! I’ll just keep myself occupied. It’ll only be a couple of days right?” You suddenly felt a wave of excitement and fear. Being alone with Hisoka after he had just left you yearning for him was not great but it wasn’t like you had a choice.
“I promise it’ll be four days max. You can call me if he’s giving you trouble and I’ll race back in a heartbeat, okay?” Machi smiled at you and you nodded, watching as she left the kitchen, presumably to go and pack for her trip.
Damn that stupid clown and damn your Boss for leaving you alone with him. It was going to be a long couple of days.