A/N: [WARNING]: This is an erotic chapter BUT you will miss some plot if you skip it. It's still erotic, but I dulled it a bit. You can skip and still know what happened, eventually, it will just take longer. 

Triggers: erotic, denied orgasm, choking, restraint. 

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BANG

BLAST

CLANG

Violet's eyes shot open, but the room was spinning with the speed of her awakening. She didn't attempt to rise. The loud noises continued despite her conscious state, and even the bed frame vibrated with some of the resonations. Confusion riddled her expression in the form of furrowed brows and a tight frown until she realised that the sounds weren't products of her dreams but from reality.

Lingering sleep clouded her mind. She groaned with further disorientation. What's going on...

A gentle creaking sounded as the mattress shifted on Violet's left side, followed by an arm reaching over her chest to hook an undefended chin. The quiet siren-like pull coaxed the woman still adrift in the sandman's ocean to turn her face, and she obeyed. Hisoka chuckled and called to her still exhausted form.

"Not quite awake, are you, kitten? Even with all this noise? My, my ~♥"

The magician was positioned between her and the edge of the mattress, sitting upright. Violet grumbled as more noise saturated the air. Hisoka chuckled in response as he released her chin. A large yawn overtook her ability to hold back. She rubbed her eyes, willing her mind to join the redhead's already well functioning one.

Clouded memories of waking much earlier emerged as Violet tried to piece the puzzle of what happened last night together. She recalled seeing Hisoka's back by the bedroom door as he spoke in hushed tones on the phone. He turned and gave her a soft smile seeing half-open eyes watching him. The huntress had closed her lids for a time until she heard murmured tones next to the bed. The person on the call was speaking as the man came over to stroke her cheek with the back of his hand.

Violet was comforted back to sleep by the sound of Hisoka's whispers to the person on the other end of the line. She remembered whimpering when he pulled his hand away and received a soft chuckle before the return of his hand to stroke her again. Once she was nearly asleep, he kissed her temple. It was the last thing she remembered, and it made heat race to her cheeks while her heart took on a momentary flutter-pace.

Another yawn escaped while the huntress stretched one leg, the other bent slightly as her back arched to work out the stiff, sleep-ridden muscles. Hisoka's shirt naturally rode up to the woman's hips exposing all of her legs and much of her alluring, curved figure. Light sensations of pins and needles played across her skin as the magician's bloodlust bubbled. Violet looked up, confused, but he was glaring at the door with the promise of death.

When Violet followed his gaze, she saw the back of someone racing from the door. A small gasp sounded from the huntress while Hisoka rumbled a growl. She quickly pulled his shirt down to cover herself as heat crept down her neck.

Violet's voice was soft and squeaky from sleep, "Wha—"

"The hotel is repairing the washroom you had all the fun destroying. It will likely take most of the day~♠"

Hisoka stood and walked to the door to shut it before turning toward the bed with a dark smile. 

No. He wouldn't. Not with people right in the hallway... No. He would. Most certainly.

Hisoka laughed with a wide grin and released lust-filled bloodlust. "So many emotions at once, kitten. Whatever are you thinking about? ~♥"

Violet rolled her eyes. She knew he was already well aware of what she was over-thinking, with good reason. He could always seem to tell anymore when she had such thoughts or was aroused. It was annoying but didn't come without many pleasurable perks.

"Wouldn't you like to know."

Violet stretched out again, but this time specifically to ensnare her grim reaper in the curves of her hourglass figure. If it was going to happen, she wanted to be in control of at least one part. Bloodlust drowned her skin, prickling across the surface as much as stroking her arousal, but it didn't prevent her alluring movements. The huntress used every bit of curved hip, bent leg, breast, and angled back she could in the campaign. She wasn't certain it was working until her body was manoeuvred by force onto her stomach. Hisoka pinned his lover's hands as he used his weight over her, locking the woman down.

"That's very naughty, kitten," Hisoka sneered directly into her right ear.

Violet groaned and fought his hold while heat raced between her legs. She was used to being arched by the magician and uncertain about what to expect from this new position. Hisoka's hold tightened, and she felt his arousal against the small of her back.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Violet squirmed half-heartedly, furthering Hisoka's drive as evidenced by the sensations against her skin. "Let me up!"

Hisoka moved the slender wrists above her head and effortlessly secured them with one hand. The other found its way under his tunic shirt and ghosted the woman's side until he found her breasts, which he gripped, providing teasing massage movements.

"H-Hiso- Ahh!"

Hisoka's teeth had found the point where her neck met shoulder. He bit down, causing pain, then soothed deeply with his tongue. His hand worked her side and stomach, resulting in a huge wave of euphoria.

"You know the safe word if you want up, kitten~♦" She bit her lower lip hard, refusing to give either the word or any further sound of arousal to punish the man.

Hisoka chuckled into her sensitive neck, and the huntress shuddered with bliss. He started kissing, sucking, and licking at the tender skin where his breath had just fanned. Violet's hips tried to buck with no success, thanks to his weight holding them firmly in place. Her body shivered instead, which led to more desperate squirming from the woman. She wouldn't allow her voice freedom from her throat but couldn't relieve the pressure Hisoka was building within her body.

Despite Violet's best efforts, her head lifted, and a muffled moan escaped as Hisoka's hand found just the right spot below her hips and mixed circling movements with those that massaged. Hisoka grinned against her neck, and every muscle of his body screamed in the excitement of breaking her stubbornness.

"Let everyone here know who owns you, Violet~ ♥"

The pace applied to Violet's body became relentless. Teasing, he thrust closer each time, threatening to enter as his mouth worked intricately, marking her shoulders, neck, and back. It all drove her muffled sounds and teetering resolve.

Pressure mounted in her lower abdomen, as did the overwhelming need to give in to the magician's desires to have her own fulfilled. Stronger than anything she had ever experienced, something else was jetting through her veins. There was no room to focus on whatever new hormone was sneaking around with all the others screaming for the release only Hisoka could provide.

A lower lip heated in protest as the huntress applied her teeth to the plump skin to curb a cry, but she couldn't stop her hips from shifting back. The movement took in far more of Hisoka than either had planned. This lost Violet her control, and a scream bellowed forth while a growl resounded from above, vibrating along her back.

Blinded momentarily in the midst of passion, Hisoka pulled his shirt over Violet's head and twisted it where it met her wrists. He hooked the middle of the fabric and twirled the cotton before attaching it to the headboard with Bungee Gum. A free hand secured around her neck.

"Kitten~ ♥ Greedy this morning, are we? Then let's see how much you can handle~♦"

Before Violet could process the words, she felt him drive deeper with the rhythm while his other hand continued to put pressure and pleasure on her sensitive sites. Loud choruses signalled as her orgasm took hard. Hisoka didn't stop and kept stimulating and advancing without mercy.

Screams, moans, shrieks and desperation consistent with absolute euphoria filled the room. It was hardly any time before Violet's second and third climax flowered for the magician. Still, he didn't relent, pushing her over and over again.

"H-Hiso-kkaaAh! I can't... breathe. Please!" Violet squeaked between panting and screaming. She felt Hisoka move her head to the side while another climax overtook her. Every heavy breath was saturated with the smell of love and sweat from both participants.

Hisoka's mouth connected with her plump lips, and she tasted him and every bit of his thirst. He didn't stop his movements or teasing even then. The return of affection could only be in the form of erotic cries into his mouth as she took in his tongue. Clawed fingers grasped at the sweat laced bedsheets near the headboard. She was desperate for something to steady her body against his motions and her own need, which was making the world spin and disappear in an erratic pattern.

"The safe word, kitten. Until then, you're mine," Hisoka commanded directly into her ear before retaking her mouth.

Violet could only respond with a moan. The feelings were so unique, so primitive and highly addictive. The huntress wanted to know where it would lead. It was like nothing she had ever done, and she was not one to waste an opportunity. She felt satisfied, frustrated, aroused, and desperate all at once. Although, a break to at least catch her breath or reciprocate pleasure on her partner would have been preferred.

As if on cue, Hisoka slowed his pace and then stopped. Violet's chest moved in large strained motions, her head still held up by his hand. The magician released his toy's neck, and her head fell to the bedding while the room rotated around her. Gasping breaths puffed against the fabric as she closed her eyes and tried to steady herself with little success.

It was only a few brief rasps more before Hisoka grabbed Violet's left leg under the knee and forced her body to twist while they were still locked together. Violet whimpered in arousal at the feeling of her body moving around him as she was shifted to her back with legs bent into her chest. Desire reflected at her from the golden orbs that missed nothing and her hazel ones. She saw how red and marked she was in his lenses, but it was all lost at that moment. What she did know, he was far from finished, and everything about his body told her as much.

"H-H-Hisoka...?"

A growl rolled out at the sound of his name from her plump, aroused pink lips. Hisoka simpered with sadistic pleasure, looking upon her dishevelled form. Violet's eyes widened.

"H-How have you... urghh... not cum yet?" Violet panted heavily with confusion, and a tinge of worry laced the undertones of her question.

"Some of us have more control than others. Can you control yourself, kitten? ♦" He looked down on her with perversion. "Don't cum until I say."

"Wha—" Violet's head fell back with screaming arousal, and she nearly lost herself when he started moving again.

Every moment of this time was incredible and terrifying to Violet. The pace was slower and a far more controlled and torturous stimulation for the woman. She responded with resounding groans and copious glistening love. Hisoka braced himself with his arms on either side of the woman and continued his slow, deliberate pace rocking his hips to hit every sensitive spot each time.

Violet looked up at him with glazed eyes that reflected against his own into her sightline. She was quivering for release. Her screams turned as another orgasm grew. Hisoka's hand swiftly wrapped around her throat and squeezed.

"Not until I say!" he growled down at her. Violet whimpered and fought the shirt restraining her wrists but nodded. Hisoka provided a side grin, happy with her submission.

When Hisoka released her throat, his arms reached above to release Violet from her restraints. The freed hands travelled to the magician's back to brace herself. Whenever he caused profound stimulation, nails dug into the muscular back, forcing a masochistic, aroused growl from the redhead.

"Oh... It feels... so good, Hisoka...So, good," the blonde purred for him. Hisoka smiled through his arousal at her words.

Hisoka claimed her mouth and then followed her jawline along to her collar bone as she cried for him. When he sat up again, even Hisoka was struggling to hold himself back.

"Hiso-ka...ahh. I-I...lo—"

Violet stopped suddenly, woken by the shock of her hormone-induced behaviour. She gasped in horror at what she had almost said. Spying, the huntress checked if Hisoka had noticed. Blood rushed from her pale cheeks as panic set in. She saw him caught in the throes of arousal with teeth bared and closed eyes. Snapping open, the man frowned, looking down at her, noticing the lack of reciprocation.

"Kitten. What is the safe word?"

Violet's heart fluttered. He thought she wanted to stop and had forgotten the safety phrase. It stirred the feeling from just a few seconds ago like a fire. She was frightened to open her mouth to say anything for fear of saying something that she didn't really feel.

It's all just arousal fueled emotion. Say nothing, fool!

Hisoka stopped, despite being moments from his release. "Say the word, Violet."

"G-gold...Ah!... Please... Hisoka, please," Violet begged.

"Hm? Please what? What did you want to say?" Hisoka licked his lips as he looked down at her, referring to her almost slipped statement.

Violet was ready now and didn't lose a beat. "L-let me be on top!" She finished with a cry of arousal as Hisoka started teasing and thrusting again.

"Being on top is earned, kitten. You need to fight for it. Show me you can handle it."

"At least... let me... cum... Please!"

"Who do you belong to, Violet? Say it." Hisoka ordered as his hand found her throat again.

"YOU! I'M YOURS!" she screeched loud enough to be heard throughout the entire floor.

Hisoka tightened his hold as he worked to stimulate her, dipping his hips and grinding low.

"Cum for me, kitten! Scream for me!" Hisoka roared, as much for the woman in his arms as everyone in earshot. She was his and his alone, and Violet finally understood he was making that statement to the peeping Tom from earlier.

Overwhelming ecstasy took control of the woman as she wailed the man's name loudly. Hisoka allowed himself a release and found Violet's name leaving his lips as he heard his own vibrating through the room. Their cries echoed through the entire space and beyond, even as the bathroom re-fitting continued.  

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