HIS BUNNY; THE SNAKE AND THE CROW (Chrollo Lucilfer Smut)

once upon a time,

Once upon a time, there lived a very beautiful princess she had suitors coming to her very doorstep. Scared, the king locked her in a high tower, she was showered with gifts to fill her empty void, but one day, she snapped and lashed out at the Queen, she begged for her freedom; but it was quickly denied, the Queen struck her for her ignorance and scolded her for not appreciating what she had, the Princess pushed the Queen, as the Queen stumbled near the window in the high tower, the Princess was in shock as the Queen fell to the hard ground below the princesses prison. Blamed for her death, the pretty princess was forced into exile into the kingdoms deepest, darkest dungeon. She was tortured for her treason. The pretty princesses childhood was not so glamorous as it should have been, her mother and father abused her, her precious fragments of her innocence were sold to the highest bidder. The pretty princess was in a constant fever dream, her mind was poisoned with mental stress and her body with tainted with beauty and perfection. The princess managed to escape the deep dark dungeon, and set out on her own.

She stared at ceiling, trying to catch her breath. He got up and put his clothes back on, she looked at his back, his spider tattoo covered the most of his upper-back and had the number '0' on the abdomen of the spider, his back muscles flexed as he pulled over his shirt, her long scratch marks flowed down from his shoulder blades to the end on his tattoo. She buried her face is her hands, Wasn't she mad at him like thirty minutes ago? She thought it over and over to be interrupted by a thought punching her in the gut. "What the fuck is gonna happen next? We just fucked each other is he just gonna let me go? No. Hes going to keep me locked up until I get stable again, I am stable, yes he killed my current boyfriend but I had come to terms that me and Amir were just sex and occasional dates." She thought. She drew her knees into her chest and reached for the bag of clothes and dumped it into a pile in front of her, there was a hot pink dress with a lighter pink lace wrapping around the hems, a set of black pajama shorts and a cropped tank top, a few pairs of underwear, her favorite black lacey bra that was sexy but still comfortable, a skirt that had a black belt wrapped around the waist, a comfy knitted black sweater with stripes down the elbows, and finally her go to knee high black boots with a large heel that she wore practically, everyday. She picked out the black shorts and the black sweater and just decided to go barefoot since she didn't feel like the boots would go well with considering the circumstances.

She stood up and walked to Chrollo and wrapped her arms around his chest, hugging him from behind. "Whats going to happen to me?" She said into his leather coat, the upside down cross stitchery scratching her cheek. "You will tell me, and the rest of the troupe what happend and what let up to the change of the passcode, you really messed things up for me now hun," He sighed, she felt his scratchy voice vibrate throughout his body as she pressed against him. He grabbed her hands and removed them from his chest and turned to her, Chrollo ran his hands through her hair and kissed her on the forehead. He then lead her back out to the foyer of the slowly decaying church, she was greeted by stares, their stares quickly directed to their inter clasped hands, his expression did not change. The members knew that at one point Chrollo had someone on the side but they definitely did not know that she would be associated with the mafia like that. Her bare feet made a soft tap on the cold tile and stone floors, her heels burned as she walked on the balls of her feet. She looked at the broken stained glass window to see Hisoka sitting on the ledge, one of his legs extended and the other pulled to his chest. She looked behind him, at the sky, it was dawn. Two days. She had been held here for two whole days. He returned the gaze without turning his head, he smiled. She was utterly dumb founded why he was trying to make her scared of him.

He must get off to that shit, she thought. She walked over the to large boulder sitted in the center of the foyer, she sat on the cold rock and crossed her legs. She extended her wrists in front of her, and looked at Hisoka. "Aren't you going to tie me up..?" She said as he finished stacking cards into the shape of a house, He shook his head at her notion. She folded her arms around her waist, the others stared at her. Not exactly at her, but the tattoo dancing up her leg and retreating around her ankle. A man with a shiny high black ponytail and a sword on his hip, parted his thin lips. "So, what happened."  he said leaning on his hip, shifting his weight in between his legs. She looked at her scarred, delicate hands. "I got a offer for  the execution of a man named Don Lulqe, I was going to poison him. The owner of the casino seemed tense when I called him to confirm Don's being there. I assume he was tense because of his knowing that you guys were coming." The snake imbedded in her skin slithered up her jawline, caressing her lips. They watched, it almost looked not real, the ink dancing around in her skin. "There has been a lot of unrest in the mafia, they are preparing for the York New banquet and they have tightened security recently, I have gotten multiple offers for your head." She pointed her finger at the clown, "And you." She turned her finger at Chrollo, "And, You" returning the gaze to Machi, "I denied every one of them, I do not wish to fight you people." Everyone she named looked at her hungrily, Hisoka watched her tattoo dance, he looked as if he could barely contain himself. "The Banquet." Chrollo said into his palm, he looked as if he was glowing, his pale skin being illuminated by the morning light. "Why can't she just join us, Boss?" Shalnark said as he fiddled with his fingers, he smiled at her, not a smirk, not a seductive smile, just pure innocence and curiosity. She wondered how a boy like him would end up in a group like this. "She is not well versed with her nen abilities," Chrollo said watching the snake still. A blonde woman looked at her from behind the others, she was beautiful Amayaa thought. Feitan piped up, "Why don't you train her, you two seem close." He smirked, she wondered if the footsteps in the hallway earlier were his. Phinks snickered, she looked at his cheekbone, her heart was still carved into his skin. She tried to contain herself as her pupils flicked in and out of their reptilian state. It looked as Hisoka was trembling with excitement, "Very well, one of our spots are open, Amayaa I'm going to train you and then you will join us, You will take the place of 11." He said with a low tremble in his voice at the last part. "I know about the chain user." She said, her pupils flicked into little crescent moons. All of their heads turned, and their eyes burned into her flesh. Hisoka's smirk disappeared, "There have been rumors, that a person with chains dangled down their fingers works for the Nostrade family." Everyone's eyes widened. Her gaze shifted to each member, trying to read them. Her gaze moved hypnotically. "I have worked for the Nostrade family before, my guess is that they are guarding Neon Nostrade," She said, as everyone tensed, "With this information, I can confirm where to find them, and how strong they are." Chrollo met his eyes with hers, "Once i've seen how much your abilities have grown, you will track them down and learn about them for us. Understood?" He declared. This was obviously a touchy topic for them. She knew nothing of their previous member, Uvogin. She knew that he was a original member but did not meet him. "The Nostrade family is holding a gala in a few days, I think that would be the best time for me to slip in through the cracks." She said as she looked at Chrollo, studying every facial expression he made. His expression tensed then released, "You are not going alone." Her eyes widened as he implied he would be sending someone else with her, "But-" she started, "Hisoka, do you mind assisting Amayaa?" Chrollo interrupted, speaking to Hisoka as if Amayaa wasn't there. "Not at all," He said with a smirk tugging at his lips. Shit, she was being forced to hang out with a deranged, hot, clown. She furrowed her brows, "Amayaa, are you in control of your nen?" Chrollo said as he stood up, "That's not how it works, they act on their own. But, there is one exception," She stood up and extended her left arm, her index finger raised slightly higher than the rest of her fingers. Hundreds of snakes crawled out from the cracks of the decaying building, they climbed up her and dropped from her arms, although they did not hit the ground, instead they floated through the air, making their way over to Chrollo in a fast manner. They slithered up his legs, the sound of scales grinding together echoed throughout the church, the Troupe watched as a large snake coiled around his neck, it opened its large mouth and pressed its large fangs against his neck. She could possibly kill him in this second, if she wanted to. She fought the primal urge to let her snake dig into his neck, releasing its fatal venom. She quickly swished her extended hand back to her side, resulting in the reptilians returning to ash. Everyone's tension from when the snake had pressed its fangs into his neck had disappeared. "Hm. Has anything new shown up?" He said, pretending to be bored of her. "Yes..I can use the healing ability on other people now." She said wary of how he was going to react, she did not want him to capitalize on her new developed ability. His eyes widened and he smiled, "Very, Well." It wasn't long until the discussion was over, all of the members dispersed to talk with one another. Chrollo had climbed the stairs up to the main broken window, he looked outside as the sun rose higher and higher. Amayaa yawned, and wiped her nose with her sleeve. Soft clacks sounded on the stone floor or the decaying building, 6'3, Confident she thought as she studied the footsteps without opening her eyes, Shit, she thought as she realized who it was. She felt a swish of air beside her face, a playing card just barely nicked the tip of her nose, "Your social skills are impeccable," She said as she opened her eyes as rubbed the paper cut on her nose. Hisoka just crouched before her and squinted his eyes, she looked at him, dumbfounded. She flicked his sharp nose, "You have no idea how much I want to kill you right now~ <3" She snickered at his wavering patience. "I wonder, how mad would Chrollo be if I killed you right here," He retorted looking irritated, "Boy, you are easy to poke at." She said as she began to have a massive sneezing fit. "It's so dusty in here," She said as she repeatedly sneezed into her elbow. "You, are a disgusting little creature." He said as he squinted his honey eyes at her. She stared at his face, reading him. She swiftly grabbed his chin and studied his face, " Were you in a traveling circus..?" She said in a deadpan tone. She felt as he clenched his jaw, "Yes." He said through gritted teeth, "I'm very good at reading people, and you Hisoka Amorou, are a children's picture book." She said as she studied the tear drop on his cheek, his lips tugged into a smile. "I'd say based on your last name, you were born in Glam Gas Land, The City of Pleasure." Her words trickled off her tongue like sweet nothings you would whisper in ones ear. "You're very good," He said, "You will be interesting to work with," His face was still resting in her hand, "Did you know your last name, Amorou sounds like the word Amor which means Love in spanish. I say you fit your own character very well, Hisoka the Magician, The Grim Reaper." He tingled with excitement, her eyes were wide and doey, she reminded him of a certain Zoldyck, They would get along swell he thought. She let go of his face, "You, will dress nicely for this gala, do you understand?" She said quite demandingly, "I don't like being told what to do, but ok." He stood up straight and looked down at her crumpled over figure, What an interesting toy you have here, Chrollo. I will let her live as MY toy, but you already knew I would be interested in her. Thats why you wanted me to assist her... You sly dog, you've forced me to bring this toy under my wing. And she might as well be the death of me, how clever of you. You care deeply for this feeble girl. He almost melted from the pure excitement and arousal that coursed through his veins.