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[Well. Let's invoke some timeywimey in here. Obviously, the forces of Darkness (tm) and Orochi are on the rise, shit is terrible and Hisoka and Keisuke may or may not be actual incarnations of their representative gods.

Of course, if one was nearing other large revelations and wanted to find Hisokas, it is a school day and so, once more, Hisoka is (mostly) politely turning down scores of far-too-insistent admirers, in a tone and inflection that might signify she is very much wishing her powers were not quite so restricted. Particularly the part where she can fly.

Or perhaps one could catch her get rapidly less polite with an oddly familiar dude with way too many bad pick-up lines and something about the Moon Kingdom.

What do?]

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[He hisses because on one hand that is a conduit, but on the other hand, yes, Hisoka, you just licked a conduit.]

Aaah, Perhaps at another time... i-is my undivided attention not enough?

[he might be toying with finding all the sensitive spots on her as he slowly works his way up to exploring all that elegance with his hand.]

[...well that certainly tingles. It's a little unclear if she just shuddered from his hands or from, you know, licking a battery down here, but she's taking a moment and then licking his neck like a sane person.]

O-of course it is...It's just, nice, to hear you...ahh, talk about your own desires...

Well... [he pauses to exhale befor continuing.]

Given how proper and refined you've been until this afternoon, I think my current desire is to see what utterly ungentlemanly things I can do and what reactions they will get.

[That is a hand up her shirt enough to start thoroughly groping at her chest.... and the other hand is sliding down into those sweatpants.]

A-aaahhhh...! [That gets both a truly impressive groan out of her, and a full-body shudder, leaving her half-collapsed on top of him.

Yeah, he's basically going to win no matter what she does.]

[He'll lean down to kiss along her neck as his hand down the front of her sweatpants starts, well, teasing rather unfairly.]

Of course, if there is something you want in particular... Tell me.

[She manages a shaky, husky sort of laugh, and to also lick his ear when he starts doing that.]

Y-you're...you're doing pretty good already...

Good. I do hope to please...

[He shudders hard, but yeah, he's going for seeing what kind of reactions he can get out of her, clearly. That would explain why he just pinched one of her nipples.]

[If she was loud before, the strangled noise she just made was probably enough to alarm some of the household staff. Or at least the couple who couldn't see this coming.

So congratulations, that is a Hisoka gasping against his neck, half-collapsed on top of him on the floor. Retsu is now living many a man's fantasy.]

[Well, then. He's not going to not abuse this to the fullest; he'll continue to just shamelessly grope her under her clothes, paying especially close attention to between her legs. He'll also respond by licking her ear.]

I do so hope we locked the door, first, because I'm not letting you up...

[She can't rightly point out she probably forgot to even close it and either Hiroaki or a particularly helpful servant would have by now, because words are pretty much impossible right now.

And any sort of retaliation is incredibly difficult, given that low, almost wolf-like whine of hers and how her hips are basically twitching into his hand, but she does manage to get a hand to that seal again, because she's caught on how sensitive is, and send a shock of healing magic right on through it. A small one, to be sure, but hopefully enough of one to even the odds.

It turns out Hisokas are slightly competitive.]

[Magic directly to the brand actually locks him up for a second and he half sounds like he had the wind punched out of him. Turns out that's less very sensitive and more a conduit directly into his soul. So yes, that is a way of evening the playing field, Hisoka!]

[Look, at least unlike certain other magic users we could name, her magic is pretty much purely healing on her own, we're pretty sure cure to the soul isn't going to have any harmful side effects.

But when he locks up she is going to take the opportunity to sit up so she can just...get rid of the tanktop and actually realize there's, you know. A bed right there.]

...Hey, c'mere.

[Also of note is she wasn't wearing a bra so one could now visually confirm her boobs are ever bit as magnificent as they look.]

Y-yes?

[Right, breathe. Sword-equivalent of a heart, starts pumping again. And he'll follow her wherever she wants to go.]

[Well, it's not far, as she's basically just going to sit down on the bed and pull him over with her.]

I feel like, just possibly, this will be more comfortable than the floor?

It would seem so, yes.

[Well, if she wants to pull him over onto the bed, he will respond by leaning down in and kissing immediately down her neck, then, bracing himself on one hand.]

It will be soon, if nothing else.

Aahahaa...[He can kiss down her neck and get a gasp out of her, she'll just as happily slide a hand down into his pants.

It may or may not be time for revenge.]

[She might remember this from before in the theatre; it hasn't changed much. His hips even spasm a bit in response. He'll just reply to this by kissing down into her breasts, then, slowly and meticulously.]

[She didn't exactly have time to get a good sense of it in the theater, a fact she is remedying quite thoroughly right now. She is shuddering pretty hard when he gets to her breasts, however--they may in fact be a weak point.]

I wasn't expecting these to be so sensitive...

[Well, she's definitely got the trick of handle control, so to speak, given how he just gasped that sentence out. He might just fire back with tongue over nipple action, though.]

Nnot sure what you expected, then...

[She has to groan that, but she is taking the time to properly unzip his pants so she can get a better grip on the pommel, so to speak, and yes I can keep these puns going all night.]

Aha...m-moving aggressively, now, are we?

[Well she certainly didn't wind up with a shortsword... look these puns are ridiculous. He's going to continue teasing out how sensitive her breasts are with tiny little kisses, though.]

I-I haven't...lost yet....

[ALthough, given she's breathing hard and hot pretty much right into his ear, she's fighting a losing battle.]

Retsuu...

Y-yeessss?

[He is content then, to tease her breasts with his tongue. She's not making this easy, but he's also going to try to get a shaky hand down the front of those sweatpants again.]

[...okay whatever she was going to say is gone with her squirming and just...sinking back down into the mattress. He's won this one, safe to say.]

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