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“We go to the party together.”
Illumi knew he’d ask, and so he had already come up with an answer. When Hisoka tagged along on his jobs, he seemed to consider entertaining himself amongst his primary objectives; which was to say, when they worked together, the job got done, but rarely according to plan.
He exhaled in a noise that was half sigh, half huff.
“Fine.”
Hisoka’s grin widened.
“Then follow me.”’
OR: When Illumi receives a mission that will require him to infiltrate a party held by an eccentric Yorknew billionaire known for his unusual taste in fashion, he requires a little assistance.
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“Children shouldn’t use that word, young master,” Sebastian chided with glee. Ciel only had the energy to glare. He softened briefly, but in half a heartbeat, he was hard and throbbing once more.
“Oh, my, look at that,” the butler continued. “Not enough for you?”
“It’s not…my fault!”
Perhaps I shouldn’t have let him have so many.
Ciel receives a seemingly innocuous gift from Lau, but things take a turn for the unexpected when it becomes apparent the candy was laced with an aphrodisiac.
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'“I asked if I could pierce your nipples,” Illumi whispered, “and you said you’d think about it. Can I?”
Oh, he did say that, Hisoka thought. He had partially forgotten. The idea left him with an odd taste in his mouth; not because he was squeamish, but because it felt like a brand—because from that point on, evidence of Illumi would remain on his body. The thought set his heart aflutter. With terror or anticipation, he couldn't decide."
Illumi makes a request. Hisoka grants it.
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‘“Are you…” Kurapika began, eyes wide. “Are you seriously suggesting I trade you oral sex in exchange for information?“‘
Hisoka blinked.
“Yes. I’m sorry, was that unclear?”’
In exchange for information about the Spiders, Hisoka offers Kurapika a choice: he can either pay with information about himself and his friends, or with his body. Kurapika chooses to guard his secrets.
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“...I thought I said no funny business,” Illumi repeated.
“Your mistake. Funny business is what I’m all about.”
Now both hands attached themselves to the black haired man’s body, running over his abs and fondling his pecs. Despite his complaints, Illumi made no move to remove them.
“And your match?”
“Like I said, two hours is plenty of time.”'
In Heavens Arena, Hisoka's bedroom is occupied by a special guest as he prepares for his rematch with Kastro. Before & after the battle, they spend a little time together.
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Ciel gets roped into watching Alois relieve himself, and finds himself in a lot of trouble afterwards. Sebastian offers his assistance.
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Series of oneshots relating to the relationship of Gon and Hisoka, their temptations and desires
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Illumi would do anything he was asked to do for his family, but that doesn’t always mean he wants his siblings to do the same. Or that they want him to.
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- Part 1 of An Open Secret
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“Why are you acting out? Did I do something?”
“No, Illu. I’ve just been thinking.”
“Continue.”
“There must be something you can give me to balance out the dynamic of our business relationship as it stands.”
“I’m aware of the imbalance. I’m open to your suggestions as long as you continue your involvement with the current assignment.”
“Right. You see, darling, there’s something I want from you.”
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Within their give-and-take relationship—the more Hisoka gives, the more of Illumi’s composure he takes. -
“Son, why are you having sex with a clown on the internet?” by sugurugetoshairbrush
Fandoms: Hunter X Hunter
25 May 2025
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Then—one feed catches his eye. He pauses, his chair stops its lazy spin.
He rewinds and hits play, curiosity keeping his eyes on the screen.
It’s a private suite—pristine, impersonal. Two men inside. The one with long, ink-black hair looks tense, arms crossed tight. The other is taller, muscular, hair a copper red—vivid even in grainy night vision. They stand at opposite ends of the bed, a hush in their posture, faces set. He watches for a moment, trying to place them, but they’re just another couple, aren’t they?
He scrolls the timeline, flicking to 2x speed—just in time to see the atmosphere between them combust. Sudden movement, a flurry of limbs.
“Holy fuck,” the tech mutters, slowing the playback, squinting at the faces. He sees the redhead’s profile in a flash, jaw sharp, eyes dark.
The way he moves is familiar. It claws at the back of his memory.
He pulls up a browser, fingers flying over keys. A few clicks, a couple image searches. There’s no mistaking the match.
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Illumi is comfortable exploring his sexuality—conveniently, it doubles as his work. But mixing business with pleasure comes with its drawbacks—some so catastrophic they border on life-altering humiliation.