the air in the bedroom was humid and filled with the wet sounds and- βo-oh god,β you moan, muffling your cries into the bed as he pounds into you, hips snapping into you.
βslow down-- mmph fuckβ¦β gripping the sheets with a iron grip as droplets of sweat glide down your forehead and back
your husband leans down and tightens a arm around your neck β f-fuck shut up and take itβ pulling you back against his chest, using his other hand to run down your body and rub your tiny bud-
βtake it, take it, fucking take it.β he pants into your ear,kissing down your neck
βwan-- fuck, βbabyβ¦ w-want you to fill me up,β you babble through whines and pornographic moans .
grabbing your hair and tilting your head back β y-yeah - you like that? β He whispers in your ear
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Preview of my cover for the incredible HxH Heavens Tea Room planner! The talent of all the artists involved could not be more inspiring and Iβm so happy to have been a part of it β€οΈπ·οΈ
Papercraft commission of Chrollo (and his indoor fish!), looking out over the city skyline as a heist unfolds below. This one had a lot of complicated layering, from the block-like buildings in the background to the scales of the long fish bodies, and I think the overall effect came out really neat!
[notes]: super fluffy!! i am currently feeding my huuugee hxh hyperfixation right now so enjoy
KURAPIKA KURTA
our dear kurapika is a very respectful man!! and this respect stands out tenfold when you finally get together
kurapikaβs kisses are mostly placed upon your hands, whether its your palms, your knuckles or your pulse point
it feels so intimate to him, and he feels like he is truly expressing the affection he feels for you
initiating a kiss on the lips is rare for him, simply because thereβs still a part of him trying to respect your non-existent boundaries, but β he will never shy away from receiving a kiss from you
he carries around some exaggerated responsibility to express his immense appreciation for the hands that care for him and show him so much love every day
KILLUA ZOLDYCK
i didnβt need to think about this one at all, killuaβs main route when it comes to kissing you is your nose
itβs quick, simple, and not overwhelmingly intimate β which is perfect for him, because it lets him show affection without feeling exposed or embarrassed
thereβs something about the way your nose scrunches after he kisses it that makes him feel like heβs being let into a part of you nobody else gets to see
heβll act so casual about it too, like leaning in to kiss your nose was no big deal, but everyone can see how pink his ears get every single time
GON FREECSS
his natural instinct, every single time, is to kiss you right on the forehead
to him, a forehead kiss is the warmest kind of affection: itβs grounding, protective, and full of that bright, uncomplicated love he carries for you
heβll do it without thinking, too β greeting you, saying goodbye, pulling you into a hug, or even just walking past you, heβll lean in and press a soft kiss right to your forehead like itβs second nature
itβs his favorite place because it feels like heβs pouring warmth straight into you, like heβs giving you a piece of his endless sunshine every time his lips touch your skin
ILLUMI ZOLDYCK
illumi isnβt someone who understands affection the way most people do, so the place he chooses to kiss you ends up being strangely intimate in a very him kind of way β he gravitates toward the side of your neck
itβs not meant to be seductive or dramatic; to him, your neck is simply a vulnerable spot, and placing a kiss there feels like a silent exchange of trust he doesnβt know how to verbalize
the gesture is always slow and deliberate, almost clinical at first, like heβs memorizing your pulse through his lips, but it carries a depth of feeling he doesnβt realize heβs revealing
he doesnβt kiss often, but when he does, the quiet press of his lips against your neck says everything he canβt, and it lingers in that eerie, gentle way that only illumi can manage
CHROLLO LUCILFER
chrolloβs go-to place to kiss you is your temple, right between your brows
thereβs something almost reverent about it to him β itβs quiet, steady, and intimate in a way that doesnβt demand anything from you
he likes that it makes you instinctively close your eyes, like youβre trusting him without even thinking about it
he kisses you there most often when heβs leaving, when heβs returning, or when he simply wants to reassure you without interrupting whatever youβre doing
itβs subtle, but itβs the kind of affection that lingers; his lips warm against your skin for just a moment too long, as if heβs silently claiming you as someone precious
FEITAN PORTOR
feitanβs go-to place to kiss you is the underside of your jaw, right where it meets your neck
he likes that it makes you tilt your head just a little, giving him access without words; that tiny movement feels like trust, and he pays attention to it more than he lets on
the spot is vulnerable but not overly tender, which fits him perfectly β intimate without being soft in a way that would make him feel exposed
he prefers it because he can hide the affection behind the angle; it looks like heβs just leaning in or speaking low, but really heβs stealing a kiss youβll feel for the rest of the day
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Chrollo and his obsession with having you close...
Chrollo loves having you on his lap.
You're sitting in a dingy bar, some old thing in a smaller town, only a few minutes from YorkNew.
It's not fancy or even remotely pretty but it has amazing corner booths, with each table having its own little nook, that makes it so incredibly cozy. The couches too are made of worn-out leather that has definitely seen better times, but you like it.
You're sitting on his lap, arms folded relaxedly on the table.
Across from you, Machi and Pakunoda are discussing a hunter that was being rude to them a few days ago when they were working with him to get some fancy artifact or something for a job (they don't mention that he's five feet under now, you don't need to know that).
The discussion is quickly dissolving into general complaining about people being rude and not showing any respect, especially in public.
You're chirping in every now and then with some story of your own work aquaintances and morning commutes on the train, the two women nodding along, having been in similar situations many times. But mostly, you just listen to them rant.
Chrollo's head is on your shoulder, arms snug around your waist as he listens to the three of you complain. From your place in his lap, you think he might even be drifting off, head heavy on your shoulder, but every now and then, he pulls you closer again or shifts his legs around underneath you, so he should still be awake.
He, of course, is very much awake and very much aware of what is happening around the four of you, guard constantly up, especially in public. But with Machi and Pakunoda across from him and his comfy position behind you, he's content to just rest against you and listen.
From this angle, he's in the perfect position to press little kisses into the side of your neck and he would be lying if he wasn't happily indulging in your scent, head resting right above where you sprayed your perfume earlier, smell mixing with your shampoo and something uniquely yourself.
It's so nice, he thinks, to have you so close, body pressed to his without any thought behind it. At some point you even sneak a hand in his hair and just smoothe your hands through it absentmindedly.
Chrollo thinks this must be what heaven is like, your weight pressing into him, solidifying that you are here even if he closes his eyes.
Reader is ββ Female | Phantom Troupe member
Story is ββ Romantic | Drabbles
Warnings ββ Mentions of torture (not reader)
Chrollo
β¦ ββ It was typical for him to disappear for weeks to months at a time, with none of the Troupe aware of his whereabouts, doing who knows what. Except he always contacted you once a month to meet up.
β¦ ββ Different place every time, but always some kind of book cafe. He would meet you there late in the evening and update you on his dealings and treat it almost akin to a one-sided book club.
β¦ ββ This spot had a nice couch, and you took the opportunity to lie across it, head on one armrest while he sat at the other end, your ankles on his lap. He'd read aloud to you, even if he spotted you drifting off.
"Am I that boring?" Your leader mused, closing the book to rest his chin on his fist, elbow propped on the other armrest. You were fast asleep and had been for a few minutes now.
Once Chrollo was sure he had memorized your sleeping face, he went back to reading his book, held in one hand. His other toyed with the small chain around your ankle, an anklet he had gifted you long ago.
He wouldn't dare rouse you, nor would he let anyone else. Chrollo would sooner kill everyone in the shop if it meant he got an extra moment with you like this.
Feitan
β¦ ββ He's small. He's cold. He's uncomfortable. Feitan has no reason to believe you'd ever go to him for 'comfort'; he is a sea urchin of a human.
β¦ ββ So when he's reading, having just finished torturing the man bleeding out a few meters away and having gotten the intel he wanted, and you slump against him? Yeah, he's surprised!
β¦ ββ When you do wake up, you might catch him practicing some of the words from the book aloud. But once he realizes you're awake, expect his lips to be sealed and to be shoved off him.
"What doing?" He practically spits the words, harsh as always, and throws you a hard side-eye.
You're asleep. How? How on earth could you sleep like this, and with the victim's ugly sobs audible no less? Whatever. You can stay, only because you'd be no use to him deprived of sleep.
You're nice and warm, too.
Hisoka
β¦ ββ Are you sure that's a good idea? It's certain that he wouldn't shy away from contact or find affection gross, but he might not be the safest option.
β¦ ββ At least that is what anyone else would think, but you don't seem to care, because you're fast asleep with your back to his chest.
β¦ ββ Hisoka doesn't seem to care either; he just adapts. He pulls you closer so you don't slump forward and rests his hands on your lap instead. He can still shuffle, even with his arms around you, and he might try to build a card tower on your lap if you're still.
You were always direct with him, telling him to move his arms so you could plop yourself right between his legs and use him like a rest. Still, he didn't expect you to fall asleep.
"How amusing." He poked you a few times, but it didn't gain any reaction, so he continued practicing small card tricks in front of you, even if you wouldn't see.
He has his head resting on your shoulder so he can see his hands as he works and listens closely to every breath you take.
Illumi
β¦ ββ Always as stiff as a board, effective, and calculated. It's insanely hard to get close to Illumi because he always assumes one's actions are for the worst.
β¦ ββ But you're just so disarming. You make every effort to touch himβusually his hairβand never seem offended when he moves away; you just try again. So, Illumi decides it's a waste of time making space between you two.
β¦ ββ You can play with his hair, poke his needles, and fall asleep on him all you want. It's not like it brings him any harm, and why would it matter what you did?
You make him feel weird, and you always do strange stuff, but at least you're predictable while you sleep.
It did leave you vulnerable, though. He thought you were being stupid for resting on him when he could so easily kill you. He would not, no, not ever, but he could.
Illumi is used to being still for hours on end, and so he will amuse your antics for the time being by staying still and allowing you rest. Assassins do not need friends, but allies are good to have, right?
Machi
β¦ ββ Machi keeps her distance from everyone, even those she likes, just to be sure she's ready for anything unexpected. That, and it was harder for the others to tell who she liked.
β¦ ββ But when you two are alone, she stands close, like a guard dog. You want to sleep on her? Yeah, okay, she won't hold still for you, but she'll let you.
β¦ ββ God, you're so in the way of her sewing that she has to run her arm around your waist so she can get around you and keep working. So annoying.
"Seriously?" She mutters under her breath, scoffing at your ridiculousness. There was a bed not more than a few meters away, and you still decided this was the best place?
Who cares? You can sleep wherever you want. So long as you don't ruin her project or tell anyone about this, she'll let you rest.
Pakunoda
β¦ ββ She was friendly, sweet, and alluring. You always commented on the captivating scents of her perfume oil, and she always tried to find one you'd like more than the last.
β¦ ββ Given she always has the relaxing aura about her, especially with you, it seems to finally slip beyond a pleasant feeling into something so gentle you get real tired around her.
β¦ ββ Paku watches you fall asleep in real time, and she gently guides you down until you're resting with your shoulders and head on her lap. She won't touch you any further, but she will admire you.
It was late, and they were still waiting on the rest of the troupe to arrive. Pakunoda methodically polished her revolver, counting each bullet as she locked them in place.
Below her working hands was your resting face, head cushioned from the floor by her thighs. Her eyes traced you every few minutes, making sure you showed no sign of discomfort.
When it was time to wake up, she'd give you a quick kiss on your forehead and nudge you until those pretty eyes opened.
Phinks
β¦ ββ This cocky asshole may act like he's nothing but a fighting machine, but he cares. Yeah, he cares a lot actually, and you're his soft spot.
β¦ ββ You could tell him point blank you're going to sleep on him, and he'd let it happen, but he's glad you did it unexpectedly because he can play it off as if he isn't happy about it.
β¦ ββ He'll wrap both arms around you and hold you close, lie back so you can rest comfortably on him, and do his best not to move too much.
Thank god there was a couch nearby when you fell asleep, because without his track jacket he'd have frozen if you'd both stayed on the floor.
That very jacket is pulled over your shoulders like a blanket, and he's holding you close to steal some of that radiating warmth you let off. His expression remains cold, almost annoyed, but he's still holding on tight.
"You're lucky I'm in a good mood." He says it knowing you won't hear it, mostly to rationalize his affectionate actions as nothing more than chance.
Shalnark
β¦ ββ Out of anyone, he's most likely to have fallen asleep on you before, and he's always opening his arms to envelop you in a hug once he knows you'll accept it.
β¦ ββ So when you finally make yourself comfortable, curling up next to him and resting the side of your head on his lap, he has to stop himself from celebrating.
β¦ ββ There is no shame; Shalnark will let his hand play with your hair and touch your face. He wants to feel you, and it seems to soothe you into an even deeper slumber!
His fingers were careful not to mess up or tangle your hair as he carefully brushed through it, moving his hand to trace the outer edge of your ear and follow your jaw where his thumb could caress your cheek.
Your soft breathing was a sign that he wasn't being a disturbance, so he kept going. Mindlessly memorizing the dips and plush parts of your face while he listened for any small noises you offered.
"Sleep as long as you like." His voice was more soft-spoken than he expected, a smile making its way to his lips. You really did mess with his feelings, huh?
Shizuku
β¦ ββ Not the kind to initiate contact, but also not the kind to shy away from someone else. She is quiet and a great companion for sleep if you want to be watched over the whole time.
β¦ ββ Shizuku is pretty certain you've never just passed out against her, though. She was sure she would remember something so meaningful! That's why this is such a big deal.
β¦ ββ Stares at you the whole time and wonders aloud what you might be dreaming about. She'll ask questions, even if she knows you can't answer.
"Are you asleep?" Her eyes peer at you through her glasses, though the answer is obvious when your breath is moving so slow and you give not an inch of a reply.
"Did you not rest well last night?" This time, her hand lifts to hold the side of your head and pull you against her more, making sure you're at least a bit more comfortable.
"If it's okay, I won't wake you up." She could, but she doesn't really feel like it. She likes you anyways, so you should make sure to sleep extra long so she can enjoy it!
Uvogin
β¦ ββ Ah, yes, this is certainly not the first time you would have fallen asleep on him. Uvo is big, warm, and well-cushioned. He naps all the time while being forced to wait on orders, too.
β¦ ββ But in the middle of a mission, while you're in the getaway car and being chased down? He barely feels it when you lean against him, but when he tosses a glance your way, he can't help but chuckle at your carelessness.
β¦ ββ You're moved to his lap, both to make more room for the others and so he can shield you from any stray bullets or if the car takes a tumble.
"You're crazy." He says it with a grin, because quite frankly he likes that about you.
Watching you rest as if you're in a safe haven, and watching you cling to him, is extremely amusing. You're nowhere near this clingy when you're awake, so he's going to savour it!
Even as the car comes to a screeching halt, you don't wake. So Uvogin takes it upon himself to sling you over his shoulder and fight one-handed! He's extra vicious because he's gotta make sure Sleeping Beauty gets her rest.
Author's Note | Genuinely I love each and every one of these guys so much that it is criminal. There is no favouritism because I LOVE THEM ALL DEEPLY. Please enjoy, dearest reader.
