Magicians Pet (🔞Hisoka Smut🔞)

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Razor focused his aura into the ball before throwing it straight into the air, aiming to spike it at the remaining trio. When Kinta looked back at their side of the court, her eyes widened in surprise. Hisoka had crouched down and wrapped his arms around the two boys, Gon in front and Killua in the middle. It looked like they where planning on trying to catch the ball.
"Oh my god-" Kinta muttered as she watched Razor spike the ball, sending it flying across the court. "No wonder Hisoka likes those boys. They're just as insane as he is!"
She watched as the conjoined three attempted to catch the crazy nen-ball, letting out a low impressed whistle. Gon caught the ball, Hisoka trapped it with his bungee gum so it wouldn't bounce back out of Gon's hands and Killua braced Gon.
"I wonder who came up with that." She murmured, watching nervously as they struggled to stop the ball, sliding back several feet.
Kinta clapped her hands together excitedly as they finally managed to stop the ball, just barley staying inside the court.
Killua held the ball out for Gon again just as Gon's aura flared to an incredible magnatiuge. Kinta's jaw almost hit the floor, even Hisoka looked surprised as the boy focused his aura into his fist and punched the ball.
The ball took off like a rocked towards Razor as the man tried to bump it again. Incredibly, the man managed to bump the ball right back at the boys, hurtling rigt back at Gon.
"Gon!" Everybody, including Kinta called out to the boy to dodge.
"No way!" Razor exclaimed, "He'll never dodge. That's not how her wants to win!"
But just as the ball was about hit the poor kid in the face, Gon dropped to the floor like a stone. He'd used too much of his aura, and knocked himself out in the process. At least he'd managed to dodge Razor's ball, and now their victory was assured.
"Not quite yet~" Hisoka chuckled, bringing his hand's out in front of him and stretching his bungee gum between his hands. "The victory has to be flawless, right Gon~?"
"W-what?!" Kinta exclaimed just as Hisoka caught the ball in his Bungee Gum.
His aura stretched out behind him as the veins his Hisoka's arms popped out with the effort it took to stop the ball. Kinta cringed as she listened to his wrists and fingers pop and break as the ball forced them backwards into unnatural angles. He groaned under the strain as he stretched his arms outwards, tightening his bungee gum around the ball as he attempted to launch it back at Razor. The ball finally flew out of the magician's arms, launching it right back at the Game master.
Razor crouched down like he planned on catching the ball, but Hisoka wrapped the ball in his aura. Making it stick to Razors arms and pushing him out of bounds.
'Holy shit.' Kinta grinned from ear to ear as she stood from her place against the wall, watching the boys as everybody else cheered for their victory. 'That crazy magic man actually managed to catch the ball.'
Gon woke shortly after as Killua explained what happened, Hisoka briefly made eye contact with her. Smiling happily despite his fingers being twisted around at terrible angels.
"So Hisoka cinched it for us!" Gon exclaimed excitedly.
"Or he stole out glory, depending on how you look at it." Killua muttered.
"We won~" Hisoka chuckled. "Because we all worked together, making this a team victory~" He gave the boys that gentle smile of his that always made Kinta weak in the knees, but seeing him doing it to kids- Kinta quickly shook the images of Hisoka being a dad out of her head. There was no way that nut case would be a good father, it's not like Kinta even wanted or could have kids anyways.
"You sound so out of character Hisoka." Gon spoke bluntly.
Kinta had to bite her own tounge to keep herself from giggling at him. Hisoka did just screw up both of his hands for you, Gon, could at least show a little appreciation. The kid could be so selfish sometimes.
Razor and Gon talked for a while after the match, and just as everybody was leaving she felt a large hand fall on her shoulder and turned to see Razor looming over the top of her. "Don't think I didn't catch you checking me out." He chuckled, causing Kinta to blush again. "If you ever decide that you're tired of Psychotic clowns..." he gaze drifted towards Hisoka with a smirk. "You know where to find me." He looked down at Kinta, his hand fell to hers and he raised it to his lips, bending as he gently kissed the back of her knuckles.
Kinta was so surprised by this that she was practically frozen in place, her face burning a bright crimson. "Perhaps we can play the next time we see each other." She managed to say in a voice stronger than she felt.
Razor smiled and winked at her before turning to walk away, Kinta took a brief moment to appreciate his ass before turning to face the source of the building bloodlust behind her.
Hisoka was glaring at her as she approached, he was pissed. Kinta rarely saw him get angry and she found herself both intrigued and perturbed by it. She rolled her eyes at him as she passed, Hisoka flexed his recently re-set fingers before turning to follow her outside where everybody had gathered. He grabbed her hand just as they exited the building and pulled her aside while everybody else was still chatting amongst themselves.
Kinta quickly found herself pinned against the wall of the building, just out of sight of everybody else. Hisoka's hands gripped the wall on either side of her head.
"I don't appreciate my pet flirting with other men." He growled as he pinned her against the wall with his body.
"Hisoka stop!" Kinta exclaimed as she caught sight of one of his hands, he'd obviously reset his fingers before they'd left. But the force he was putting them under now was causing them to slip out of place again.
"Why? Am I scaring you~?" He wore a cruel smile as he loomed over the top of her. His gaze burned into her, his aura flaring like he was purposely trying to intimidate her.
"No you nutcase, you're hurting your hands!" Kinta ignored his threat as she reached up and smacked one of his hands off the wall, taking his massive hand in hers as she examined the bones.
Hisoka blinked, leaning away from her a little bit but allowing her to reset his fingers as he released the wall from his other hand.
"Honestly-" Kinta muttered as she reached into her backpack and pulled out her bandages, wrapping up his fingers carefully. Hisoka just watched her silently. "Gon could have been a little more appreciative, you basically maimed yourself for his 'Flawless Victory'." She rolled her eyes as she wrapped his fingers.
"Why do you care~?" Hisoka's voice was low, his eyes narrowed as he searched her face. "What do you want with me~?"
His words made a knot twist in Kinta's chest, hadn't anybody shown him basic kindness before? "Why do you care when I get hurt?"
"Because I want you in one piece for our fight~" He murmured, his eyes becoming even more suspicious.
"I have my own reasons for not wanting to see you hurt." Kinta murmured as she finished wrapping up his fingers.
Hisoka said nothing, just exclaimed his bandaged hands for a moment before summoning his aura to his hands. Trailing his fingers over the bandages as they seemed to "disappear". He was using his texture surprise to make the bandages look like skin. To make it look like he wasn't injured.
'So not only does he not like seeing weakness in others, but he's afraid to show weakness in front of others as well.' Kinta mused as she watched him, she so badly wanted to ask him more about that dream of his. What happened to Hisoka?
"Why where you flirting with Razor~?" Hisoka finally sighed after a long moment of silence.
"I wouldn't exactly call that flirting." Kinta shrugged. "I mean, he's strong, and good looking. Why does it matter to you? I'm just you toy right?" Her last words dripped with venom, although she wasn't sure why she felt angry all of sudden. That's all she'd ever been to the magician right? That's all she'd ever be, his toy.
Hisoka sighed heavily. "You know your more than that~"
"Am I really Hisoka? Then what am I to you? Because being a pet doesn't really clarify much!" Kinta exclaimed frustratedly.
"You're~" Hisoka paused and ran a hand through his hair.
"Im what?" Kinta huffed impatiently, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Mine~" Hisoka growled frustratedly, letting out a low sigh as if he was trying to calm himself.
His words, mixed with his bloodlust hanging in the air cause butterflies to stir in her stomach. "Hisoka-" Kinta started but was cut off by him again.
"I have something for you~" A small smile tugged the corner of his lips as he reached into his pocket. "When you fought your brothers, it was luck that I happened across you~" He sighed as he pulled something out of his pocket but kept it concealed in his hand. "If I hadn't found you, you would have died."
"Yeah, I probably would have-" Kinta rubbed the back of her neck.
"The one time I leave you alone and you almost got yourself killed~" Hisoka chuckled darkly and shook his head at her. "I realized, I need a way to~ keep an eye on you when I'm not around. In a sense~"
Hisoka extended his open hand towards her, dangling from his fingers was a small, black, leather choker. It was decorated with various red card suits and two rings in the middle, connected by a golden heart shaped lock.
Kinta looked at the choker for a long moment, cocking her head as the setting sun reflected light off the golden heart. She looked back at Hisoka, then at the collar then back at the magician again.
"I- I don't understand?" She furrowed her brow as she spoke. "What are you getting at?"
Hisoka chuckled as he pulled the choker into the palm of his hand, taking the small heart shaped lock between his fingers.
"This is a collar, for my little pet~" he murmured as he gently traced the designs on the collar with the tips of his fingers. "It'll be infused with my Nen, so I'm the only one that could take it off. Unless you found an exorcist~" He chuckled.
Kinta's face started to burn as she slowly started to realize what he was implying.
"With my Nen infused with it, I'll be able to sense your location when you're nearby, I'll also be able to sense when you're in distress~" He smiled as his aura flared around his fingers and the lock came undone. "Additionally, this collar would mark you as mine~" He leveled his heated gaze with hers.
Kinta swallowed dryly as she looked at the collar in his hand. Hisoka wanted to collar her? Claim her as his? He- actually wanted her? "And what about you?" She said hoarsely.
Hisoka cocked an eyebrow at her. "What about me~?"
"By marking me as yours, I'm assuming that means you'd want a- monogamous relationship, in a sense? You wouldn't want me playing with anybody else?"
"You would be right to assume that~"
"So what about you? If I'm exclusive to you, does that mean you'll be mine too?" Kinta's heart pounded in her chest as she spoke, trying to choose her words very carefully. "If I'm going to wear something infused with your nen, shouldn't you wear something infused with mine?"
A small smile crept over his face. "I suppose, for the time being, we can be exclusive to each other. That is, until our fight~"
"A temporary contract of sorts." Kinta cocked her head. "Then give me one of your arm bands, I know you carry them with you."
"Hmm~" Hisoka's smile broadened. "It's adorable that you don't want to share me~" He chuckles as he dug into his pocket and handed her one of his signature bracelets, seriously how deep are his pockets?
"And its absolutely precious that you don't want to share ME." Kinta rolled her eyes as she took the bracelet between her hands and concentrated, trying to ignore how her fingers trembled.
"Do you even know how~"
"Shh!" Kinta hushed him as she concentrated, invisoned infusing her aura with every fiber of the material. "There." She smiled happily as she handed the bracelet back to Hisoka.
He blinked, his eyes widening slightly as he examined it. "Not bad~" He murmured. "So I take it, you'll accept my collar~?" His smile returned as he looked back at her.
Kinta smiled broadly. "Put it on me, magic man."