My Pixie

Ripe

I had pushed the memories down, deep into my subconscious.

How many years has it been?

Five?

Six?

After that, I had trained even harder, met new masters, and learned new abilities.

I distracted myself till the memories barely came up, even in my dreams.

Blinking my eyes open I realized I had fallen asleep.

Looking around I noticed Hisoka and I were still alone.

I bit my lip, unsure how to feel about Hisoka now.

I eyed him, Blueberry flashing in my head. 
   
It made sense now, why his scent invoked such confusing feelings in me.

He was the pain and euphoria.

He was a pixie.

Looking back on it, it’s no wonder he helped me make something that brought nothing but death.

In a sense, he made my little minion, Pixie, himself.

I was just a puppet to wield her. 

Hisoka looked up and smiled at me.

It wasn’t a kind smile, but it wasn’t menacing either. 

“Finally awake? Care for another story to pass the time?” He drawled. 

“Always looking for a way to entertain yourself. What about others? They don’t matter right? As long as you are entertained!”

I couldn’t stop myself from biting his head off.

Hisoka blinked at me in surprise. Then he narrowed his eyes. 

“Where is this coming from? If this is about the escape room-” 

“It’s not about the escape room!” I yelled.

Hisoka went quiet.

I sighed and pulled my hair. Attempting to get a hold of myself I took a strangled breath.

“I’m sorry.” I mumbled softly, looking at him. 

“If you’re sorry then prove it~” Hisoka gave an impish smirk.

I narrowed my eyes at his insinuating tone. 

“And how do you suppose I do that?” I asked suspiciously. 

“Well you could always show me your power~”

I rolled my eyes.

His power obsession seemed just as strong as back then. A thought came to me. 

“Do you think I’m ripe?” I asked, purely curious.

But Hisoka’s honey eyes turned a light amber and he gripped his crop top. 

“If you would just show me your power I could tell you.” For once he was serious, he eyed me expectantly, hungrily. 

“Well, I don’t want to destroy the room,” Hisoka licked his lips and sat up straighter.

“You are much too powerful to expect no collateral damage.”

Hisoka hummed and nodded reluctantly.

“But I can pulse my Nen.” I mused. Hisoka nodded furiously.  

“Oh yes~ Please~” He moaned out and I shifted uncomfortably.

Closing my eyes I let my Nen trickle out before pulsing it.

There was a sharp intake and then I was being pushed down.

Gasping I snapped my eyes open. Hisoka was on top of me, eyes dark and smoldering. 

“Yes~ You are definitely ripe my dear~” He leaned down and bit my ear.

I let out a small moan as he pushed his body against me.

“Fuck~” He groaned and surged his hips forward.

Gasping I tried to think rationally but the feel of his body against mine was driving me crazy.

His hands were caressing my sides, gripping my hips, and squeezing.

Gasping I put my hands against his chest, to push him away or to pull him closer I wasn’t sure, because as soon as I touched his strong chest I was melting against him. 

“Gittarackur is in third place, completing the tower in-”

Snapping my mind back to reality I shoved Hisoka away.

Scrambling up I glared as Hisoka merely growled in annoyance and rolled his eyes.

Gittarackur said nothing as he eyed us before walking to the opposite wall and sitting down.

Hisoka sighed dramatically. 

“I suppose sex is out of the question now?”

I scoffed at him. 

“Was it even an option?”

I glared at him and eyed Gittarackur. 

“Well you certainly weren’t saying no~”

I blushed, my ears scorching, and glared viciously at him.

He just smirked.   

“Now, how about another story~”