tokiistheking (tokiistheking) wrote in _gamesweplay,
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Hisoka and Illumi (Ages 17 and 13)

Hisoka's stupid sticky bungee gum was making it's way into Illumi's dreams. The very first time, it had been only a month after Illumi's thirteenth birthday. It was a dark and blurry thing, the dream, and Illumi was trapped once again by Hisoka's gum, tied up around the wrists and the ankles and around his middle. He couldn't move. He had thought then that it wasn't unlike training he had done at home in his youth. But training had never involved the amount of physical touching that Hisoka always seemed so hungry for. His dream seemed to include a lot of touching.

So far, in the real world and not in his own dream world, Illumi had stubbornly and swiftly avoided all of his associate's sexual advances. Since they had met nearly two years prior Hisoka always had what Illumi thought was an over obsession with sex while Illumi was more than uninterested. It wasn't until dream-Hisoka was grinning that impish grin in his face and holding him, unmovable, with his bungee gum, and running his hands over his stomach, his thighs, his cock--

Illumi woke with a shuddering gasp, face down in his bed, alone. Luckily enough for him he was alone. He assessed himself in the dark, pushing long black hair from his damp forehead and his face. He was belly-down with his sheets wrapped around his body and a considerable wet spot between his legs.

Well, shit.

Admittedly, Hisoka had been a subject on his mind, annoyingly enough. It must be the explanation for this dream. He knew he was hitting puberty, he knew Hisoka had been aggravatingly taking up more space in his brain then he would have liked. It logically made sense something such as this could happen. The last time Illumi had been in Gas Land there had been no sign of Hisoka anywhere. It was quite unusual. That had been two months ago and Illumi hated, loathed, the fact that the thoughts of his whereabouts still nagged at his mind so often.

At the time he had shrugged it off. Perhaps Hisoka had died. It wouldn't be that much of a shock for someone who loved pick fights so much and had so much unprotected sex with so many potentially dangerous men. Illumi had told himself he did not care. At all. It would be a relief if Hisoka died, as he would no longer have to take jobs in Gas Land which he notoriously hated so much. Good. He had been glad.

Illumi pulled himself back to the present. He seriously needed to get himself in order because this was becoming ridiculous. There were so many other matters at hand that required his full attention. Thinking of some stupid pervert clown was a waste of Illumi's precious time.
Tags: hisoka morow, hxh, illumi zoldyck
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