Magicians Pet (🔞Hisoka Smut🔞)

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Damn. Hisoka leaned slightly to the side from his seat in the sand, his hand carelessly toppling over his partially built card tower. He could care less about the cards, or the fact that he was about to knock over his long island iced tea parked in the sand next to him, or that his wire-rimmed sunglasses were about to slide off his nose. Hisoka's attention was trained dead ahead.

Kinta was in front of him, diving for a volleyball with both of her hands clasped together. Her knees hit the sand as she leaned forward to hit the ball. Giving the magician a magnificent view of her ass. Watching Kinta play now, you'd never guess that she hadn't played before.

They'd been approached by a group of three people shortly after arriving at the beach, they'd been looking for a fourth person to complete their team for a game of beach volleyball.

"I watched while you played dodgeball last time." Kinta said as she'd handed the magician the remainder of her drink. "This time, you get to watch while I play." She winked at him before following the group to the volleyball court. 

Kinta had to take her coverup off, since she'd kept tripping over it as she'd tried to play. The white fabric lay in a heap  in the corner or the court.  Hisoka watched as Kinta jumped, spiking the ball over the net and directly into the sand on the other side. He ignored her teammates' cheers as he watched her ass jiggle when she landed. Steamy images flashing through his  head, like  watching her ass bouncing with each of his powerful thrusts, his bright red handprint on her pale skin and Kinta screaming his name over and over again.

She must have felt the magician's eyes on her, Kinta paused to look at him over her shoulder. Flashing him a broad smile and a quick wave with her fingers before turning back to the game. The magician reluctantly drug his gaze away before he ended up with a hard on in public.

He sighed, watching dozens of people around him enjoy the beach. People splashing in the surf, building sand castles, tanning and working out all around them. It was a beautiful day but it was a little busy for his liking. He reached behind him, picking the glass cup out of the sand and sipped at his drink as he stood up. He brushed the sand from himself  as he moved towards one of the many beach loungers lining the shore, sitting just one seat down from two other men. Both shirtless and dressed in god awful floral swim trunks.

"Hey, what about that one?" One of the men lifted a long, olive-skinned finger towards the volleyball court as Hisoka settled into his seat.

"What, the reddish-blonde one in the black suit?"

Hisoka cocked an eyebrow as he watched the two men from the corner of his eye, adjusting his sunglasses higher on his nose.

"Hmm-" The other man leaned forwards, his bleached hair shining brightly in the sun. His skin was almost orange and leathery from years of tanning. His brown eyes watched Kinta from across the beach before he wrinkled his nose. "Eh, I give her-  I dunno. She's like-" He waved his hand in the air for a moment like he was thinking. " a seven."

"A seven?!" The other man spoke up loudly, motioning to Kinta again. "Don't you see that ass?"

"That's the only reason I give her a seven." The leathery man sighed as he sat back in his seat. "Sure she's got a nice ass, but she's so short. She looks like a child." He flipped open a pair of aviator sunglasses and slid  them over his eyes. "But what really knocks down her rating, is those ugly ass scars."