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merakidoll · 2 months

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『 ↳✧･ﾟ therapist! chrollo x bimbo! reader ;

warnings : black chubby reader. yandere!chrollo! stalking themes, riding, ALL CONSENSUAL!! soft dom chrollo, he’s just so utterly in love with reader !

mirahnote! : this is for @honeybleed underrated characters collab <3

a man of many talents, and lying just so happened to be his best one. you were someone who he adored. liked- loved even, but you had no clue who he was. chrollo was the man who lurked in the dark, whenever you felt like you saw something but blamed it on your shadow. it infact was him. eyes piercing and watching your every move. licking his lips whenever you did something that made his tummy boil with something he wasn’t so familiar with. you were such a dumb little thing, being so naive to think that you were going crazy for thinking that you had a stalker. it honestly pissed him off how everyone made you think it was you going crazy, making you seek therapy. how ironic, right?

“what made you feel that way?” he faked his concern so well that tears fell from your eyes. he hated seeing you cry, but he dug his nails into his palms to stop from grabbing you and soothing you. “w-well no one believes me” you looked up from your nails, big eyes watery and red. chrollo almost felt guilt, but he couldn’t find it in himself to. he was so close to you, closer than he’s ever been and it all feels so worth it. so with a sweet smile and what you thought was a safe person you let him sit beside you. rubbing his soft palms over your thighs.

“i’m here for you” he said so sweetly that made your heart flutter. what a fool. “t-that’s a good girl” your chest tighted as he paised you, pussy lips closing down on him to keep him secure inside of you. your arms wrapped around his neck, your face barried into his shoulder slob from your moans dripping down onto the expensive fabric. his scent alone had your pussy creaming around him. but the added thick head of his cock, and grit he exuded you were a mess. “chrollo loves you princess” he sounds so sincere. like had been waiting to confess such thing for years

your mind was too foggy to register it tho. so consumed by how stuffed your cunt felt. “y-yours” you whispered so high off the feeling of feeling good. “c-chrollos” you said his name sweetly. and he couldn’t help himself. ropes after ropes let go inside of you. he dug his toes into the dress shoes curseing in his head how he didn’t at least let you cum first. but he was too utterly in love with you to hold that back. when his cock finally calmed but came right back up, he printed his feet down into the carpet and gripped your hips. “who’s are you?” he sat you up from his shoulder sliding down into the couch just a bit.

“y-yours?” you said eyes watering at him going deeper. then he bounced. one, twice, your breast bounced with your body. nipples hard from the cool air, your fingers went to you lips bitting down onto the flesh not wanting to scream and disturb anyone. “thata girl” he smirked bucking his hips into you to meet your bounces. you couldn’t take it. “w-waitttt” you begged. your clit that rubes aginst his hairs making your feel so sensitive. your juices came out quick that neither of you had time to react.

it dripped onto his pants, and down your thighs. some even getting on the leather couch and carpet. you were so dizzy from the orgasm that all you could do was fall into a deep coma. chrollo of course took care of you, putting you on some of his clothes and humming as he wiped the sticky cums off of you.“precious girl” he said some himself softly rubbing your brown skin. you were finally his. and he couldn’t ever let you leave.

#— writings!#chrollo x reader #chrollo x black reader #chrollo smut #chrollo lucifer x reader #chrollo lucifer smut #chrollo x chubby reader #hxh x black reader #hxh smut #anime x chubby reader #anime smut #anime x black!reader

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chrollohearttags · 4 months

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DOLL FACE • chrollo lucifer

synopsis: in which you become chrollo’s newest obsession with no chance of him ever letting you go.

content + themes: yandere, drug lord!chrollo, black!fem reader, reader is an escort, mirror sex, porn without plot, rough sex, spit kink, dacryphilia, prone bone, heavy breeding, unprotected sex, dark themes, drug use (consensual), read at your own risk, short drabble

word count: 0.8K

📝: just a little something/rehashing from a previous story I wrote for a while ago. May have to revisit this someday. Shoutout to @lostgxrlblog for reminding me of this! Should also go without saying but minors are not welcomed!!

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leather pumps with bottoms painted in red, pointed to the ceiling…

the scent of bourbon and nicotine permeating throughout the air along with the smell of sex..

strips of cocaine lined up on a shard of glass..

sounds of rampant thumping and loud cries filled the room..

it was a sight or rather, a very lucid reality that you had been experiencing for quite some time now. A pleasurable fantasy fulfilled by none other than the man who had placed you in this situation in the first place. Face down in the plush cushion of a hotel bed mattress as he ruts his hips into the plumpness of your ass. Watching it ripple each time he peered down and thrusted in. Thumbs pressed into the visible dimples on your back..it was one of the many admirable features he loved about you. Honestly, he could ramble for hours on end about how beautiful, soft and sexy you were. How he loved you dearly..and you were the most precious thing in his life. So much so, he made love to you as if it would be his last. Vigorously pounding you into the bed; causing it to vibrate at the sturdy seams.

“Yesss..! Just like that, doll face. Look up..look at your pretty fucking face in the mirror.”

a backhanded yet endearing pet named he’d so affectionately adorned you with once you became his employee and lover. Truth be told, the former was not of your own volition. It had been a year since you’d become the proverbial ‘bottom bitch’ to the illustrious crime lord, Chrollo Lucifer. His top escort and appointed leader to all the other sex workers who served under him. Although not an ideal line of work, being in his presence was enough to endure anything. A feeling he shared mutually; proving so through discarding the demeaning term and giving you the aforementioned moniker. You were gorgeous..absolute perfection if he’d ever seen it. In the same breath though, he considered you as nothing more than an object. His toy and plaything to mold and shape in his image…in more ways than one…

“You take my dick so well…god, I love being inside of you. How am I supposed to let anyone else have this pussy when it’s so conformed to my shape? It’s made for me..”

powerful words he’d hiss into your ear whilst he hovered over your frame, taking full dominion over your center. Your sticky, sweat and otherwise stained skin smacking against each other. You’d take those deep, unrelenting strokes as much as you’d could but to no avail..that thick cock stretching you open but still not wanting to give way. As some semblance of comfort, you’d grasp and claw at the crisp white sheets, chewing into the pillow but much like the other pieces of normalcy in your life, he’d rip that away and forcefully tug you back by your wrists. Maneuvering you to his own accord..a fate you were used to. Forced to glare up at your own pathetic reflection in the mirror..a fucked out face marked with smeared makeup and saliva from both your own mouth and him filling it up with spit of his own. Claw marks from him, fish hooking his fingers into your jaw and your expensive dress ripped to shreds. That done the courtesy of the client that you had just seen prior to him bursting in the room and claiming you for his own. All but running the man out by gun point. It couldn’t be helped really..especially when he saw you strutting about in that bright red ensemble, rubbing on his chest and kissing the ugly fuck..he couldn’t take it! Hence why you were being marked and bred until he was satisfied. Make no mistake, it wasn’t the actions of a brutal tyrant. It was because he was so hopelessly in love in you! Having already filled you with two loads..that twitching cunt that couldn’t stop orgasming for him, already housing so much but willing to take so much more. As long as it pleases him, as long as it made him happy, as long as it kept feeling so fucking good..

“You’re mine, I’ll make certain that it’s implanted in your cute, empty head. Even if it takes me all night. Even if I have to put a baby in that pretty belly of yours.”

you’d forever remain his pretty little plaything. His precious doll face.

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bwabys-scenarios · 11 months

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Imagine being Feitan’s cute chubby!wife. You’re a literal walking ray of sunshine. Foster kittens, volunteer at shelters, wear the cutest bright colored dresses.

The entire troupe is genuinely SHOCKED when he introduces you to them. How can a twisted guy like himself have such a cute wife?? Shalnark is super jealous.

Bros like “hey babygirl he can’t handle all that, but I can 😏”

If looks were enough to kill Shalnark would be six feet under!!!

“Mine.”

Feitan just wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you flush against him. You just giggle and kiss his cheek. They fucking GASP.

“HOLY SHIT it’s not a joke oh my god!!”

Phinks is losing it. Chrollo is just giving his blessing and happy Feitan found someone. Uvogin is also shamelessly flirting with you and chrollo has to break him and feitan up before they kill each other.

You just laugh and cover Feitan’s face in kisses, which he accepts with an embarrassed tut.

“Sorry boys, but Fei is the only one taking me home tonight.”

Feitan is very shameless about his love for you. Grabs your ass in public, whispers dirty things in your ear. Doesn’t usually care who’s around, you are his and he isn’t afraid to show t. The only people that don’t see his PDA are the Phantom Troupe because he doesn’t want them thinking he’s gone soft(he has, you have him WHIPPED).

He’s a bit boney, so really enjoys cuddling up with his chubby wife. Your hands are soft, and his are calloused from a hard life. You kiss every scar he has and tell him how handsome he is every chance you get. He wonders what he did to deserve this love you give him.

Phinks is the only one he trusts enough to watch over you when he has a solo mission. You fix up all his injuries when he gets home with the sweetest of smiles.

You aren’t officially married, but it’s official in your minds. He doesn’t want to spend his life with anyone else.

Loves to just lay face first in your boobs while you hum to him, stroking his head. Though be careful he is mischievous and might bite your tiddy… you have been warned.

So gentle with his fragile wife, carries you like you’re made of glass. First time he tried to pick you up, you squeak out in protest. He easily picks you up, scoffing.

“Easy. Think I’m weak?”

“N-no, just thought I was too heavy!”

He lifts an eyebrow and holds you with one arm, his hand low key fondling your butt.

“Not heavy. Little wife.”

He’s so in love with you he doesn’t know what to do with himself. Would do anything for you.

A/N: send feitan requests PLS

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memzyyy · 1 month

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i hate this story icl. it’s old tho so🫡

i lit had to DIG through my notes to find these fuckers.

i hate this fanfic so much i cannot emphasise this enough

SORRY FOR ABANDONING YOUS

@angelll135444 <3

NSFW DOWN BELOW

you had gone to a nightclub with him and a couple of his friends, when you got to a hotel there wasn’t enough rooms so you and your enemy were forced to share a room

little did you know it would end up with you on top of him with his hands on your hips while you ride furiously on his cock, milking him for all he’s worth.

“ah- fuck slow down~!” he hissed as he watched your tits bounce, you don’t listen as you continue to bounce

he grinned wickedly, his hands gripping your hips tightly attempting to halt you just at least a little. He could feel your warmth surrounding him, and he moaned in pleasure as you rode him roughly. His cock throbbed inside you, demanding more of your attention, your walls squeeze his cock in response.

His grip on your hips tightened, encouraging you to take more of him. "That's it," he growled into your ear, “take it all…” as you take all his dick in your cunt.

"Oh fuck!" His body jerked beneath you as you took him in full, his hips bucking up to meet your downward strokes. You could feel him getting harder and hotter inside of you, his fingers digging into your hips.

“shut up!.” you spat, as you wrap your hand around his neck and give a squeeze to his throat.

He groaned and closed his eyes, surrendering to the pleasure you were giving him. His cock pulsed inside of you, leaving you aching for more. "Fuck...so tight! never knew a whore like you could....," he murmured before you leant in to capture his lips with your own.

“shut up, i hate you…” you moaned while squeezing him, his tongue slid into your mouth, tangling with yours in a sensual dance. His other hand found its way to your breast, roughly massaging the soft flesh as you both moaned in the kiss. As you continued to ride him, his thrusts became more forceful, meeting your downward strokes with equal fervor. His moans grew louder, filling the air around you and him.

you’re so close! as your walls tighten around him it fuels his cock more; “Ah!" his entire body tensed, his cock pulsing inside of you as he released his seed. He growled against your lips before pulling away to catch his breath.

“this encounter means nothing, i still despise you.” you pant, giving him the dirtiest look; he chuckled softly, his eyes glinting with dark amusement. "I know you do," he replied, nibbling lightly on your earlobe. "But tell me, sweetheart... does hate feel this good?" he smirked.

“no….” you whispered, pulling him into another kiss

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agendercrisisx · 3 months

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Chrollo wouldn't care about how much something cost, if you wanted it you're getting it. Even if he have so take it with force. You could look at a necklace for a second, and he would make sure you got it. Even if he had to kill the person who was wearing it. You're getting that damn necklace.

And when you want to pay back the favor, you get on your knees for the Phantom Troupe leader, slowly licking the tip of his cock. He will let you take your time, letting you have control. Until you beg for him to fuck you, and he will make sure you can't walk for weeks. But damn it'll be worth it.

#samx|imagine|#smut #chrollo lucilfer #hxh chrollo #chrollo x reader #chrollo hunter x hunter #phantom troupe #hunter x hunter #chrollo lucifer x reader #chrollo smut

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spaceydoo · 1 year

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MAKE HIM MOAN

feitan may seem like a man of a few words but when you’re in bed he knows every word in the dictionary to turn you on. it’s like he’s a completely different person when he’s pounding you into oblivion.

“ah- shit you feel so warm” feitan says as you slowly start going down on his dick in riding position as he layed down flat on his back. you said you would be the dominant one this time just to try something new which he honestly didn’t care about. as long as he was getting fucked, he was happy.

you were completely in him at this point but just to mess with him a little you planted kisses on his lips to see his reaction of you not moving. he wanted to fuck into you badly but didn’t cuz he’s a man of his word. sometimes.

“the fuck are you doing.” he said staring at you coldly. you didn’t want him take over just yet by making him mad so you started grinding first then started bouncing like no tomorrow. you leaned back grabbing his legs for support and continued to bounce.

“you’re so fucking tight- ah- you’re doing such a good- job” he said in between moans. you wanted to mess with him more by stopping him from cumming by slowing down drastically because he stopped your orgasm the last time you had sex.

“did i tell you to stop? keep on going. what? you can’t handle it? guess i’ll have too fuck you silly myself to teach you a lesson.” he said as he sat up, you still being in him. he did break his promise about you being the dominant one but at that moment he didn’t care. he then grabbed your waist and moved your hips up and down on his cock at crazy speed, earning multiple moans from you. you wrapped your legs around him to feel him better as feitan stared into your eyes.

“you like when i fuck you sliiy? yeah? tell me how much you want it.”

“i wan- i want- ah”

“speak up princess so i know what you want.”

“i want you to fuck me stupid fei!” you said moaning out loud.

feitan always seemed to know exactly where to fuck you to make you collapse and he loved seeing you crumble in his touch.

your eyes were rolled back enjoying the noises your pussy was making and his dick touching all the right places. fei was sweating and looked dazed by aware at the same. his moans and praises were sending you off the edge and his high was coming as well. your body looked so beautiful to him he hugged you and hid his face in the crook of your neck as he came in you muttering praises and moans while your orgasm came as well.

“i love you so much y/n- mhh ah-“ he struggled to say in between moans. he never expressed this much love to you in bed which caught you off guard. all your juices soaked his cock as you finished cumming.

“princess look at the mess you made. don’t worry ill clean you up.” you we’re still panting when you got off him and layed on the bed.

“what was all the moaning about? you should do that more often it’s hot” you said as you finally regained your senses.

he shot you menacing a glare signaling to you to shut the fuck up which you instantly did.

he brought you a towel and cleaned you and him up. he stared at you the whole time which made you a little embarrassed when you were going to grab the sheets to cover your self when he stopped you.

“i just love staring at my girlfriend what’s the big issue? i’ve seen you like this many times.” he knew he was getting you flustered and he thought it was so amusing.

“nothings wrong i just don’t like you staring.” you said with an attitude.

“drop the attitude.” feitan said as he glared at you

“or else what fei?” you said in a joking tone to get under his skin

“or imma fuck it out of you”

let’s just say that attitude of yours was never seen again after this

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rotten-pomegranate · 14 days

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rough sex with chrollo? he snaps after months of rejecting and avoiding him

Yes

Warnings: Noncon, rough sex, yandere, forced imprisonment, hair pulling, degradation

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It was right after uvogin died and the troupe was in shambles months after he had taken and imprisoned you

He gets home and just try’s to hug you at first but when you keep pushing him away he snaps

He grabs you by the hair and throws you on the ground telling you all about how nice he was, letting you do what you want, letting you get away with all the attitude and how it wouldn’t be sliding anymore

He grabs you by the hair again and pulls you into the bedroom still talking about how you had so many chances to live him all the way there

When he gets there he throws you on the bed and just rips all you cloths off so he can tie your hand and feet to the bed frame

He gives you a long talk before he actually gets on top of you and unbuckles his belt to take his cock out

He’s gonna prep you and talk you through the whole thing but it won’t make it hurt any less because he’s still forcing himself on you like your nothing and he can do whatever he wants

When you try to wiggle away from him he goes crazy and just starts fucking you, gripping you hip with one hand while the other is wrapped around your neck as a constant reminder who’s the boss in this scenario

When he’s done you gonna have bruised thighs, a sore throat, dry eyes from all the crying and visible bruises all about your body but the worst will be the shame that lingers from being taken by someone you hate

He’ll just leave you there tied to the bed with no blankets on while he goes to clean himself and then goes to sleep in his room with you still there

#writing #hxh #hunter x hunter #chrollo hxh #hxh chrollo #chrollo hot #chrollo #chrollo headcanons #chrollo x reader #chrollo hunter x hunter #chrollo lucilfer #yandere chrollo #chrollo smut #chrollo lucifer x reader #chrollo fanart #chrollo brainrot #chrollo hxh hunter x hunter

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ratatouillewastakendammit · 5 months

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Pairing: Chrollo x Reader

Summary: a smutty excerpt from my full-length Chrollo fanfic. However, I think that it can be read standing alone as well. Enjoy!

Warnings: smut, language, some fluff at the end <3

It was quite nice to have something that could be dubbed 'home.'

Over the past few years, you had stayed in many places, but none of them earned the title. They lacked certain qualities that one might include in this category.

There was no breath of relief when you walked inside, only a looming forecast of some new threat approaching. There was definitely no feeling of contentment, the expectation of moving ever-present. The penthouse, on the other hand, possessed many of these traits, though you weren't certain it was because of the building, rather the person you shared it with.

Safety and comfort were easily achieved when you pulled into the parking lot, two check marks on your mental list considering this issue, but there was something else present as well.

The air seemed hollow. It filled your lungs, leaving an empty feeling in your stomach, waiting to be appeased.

You should let him kiss you at the party.

Fuck you, Hisoka Morow.

This feeling followed you into the elevator, a phantom of satisfaction just begging to be exorcised. It's ghostly voice tickled your own vocal chords in a masquerade of confidence.

"You can..." You cleared your throat, but the sound that came out was still annoyingly quiet. "You can, um, kiss me now. Only if you want, I mean."

With a ding, the doors opened. Chrollo glanced down at you before stepping out into the hallway, making you avert your eyes immediately. "I don't know. I really should start making dinner."

"Are you serious?" You whined, following after him into the penthouse. Usually, the tone would have made you cringe internally, but enough of his antics had been endured tonight. He silently waited until you had gotten inside before closing the door and locking it behind you.

With a discontented sigh, you reached around your back to begin taking off the confining gown. While beautiful, it had become uncomfortable after a while, as most pretty things did.

Your hands never made it.

Instead, they were snatched midair, completely forgotten as Chrollo's lips crashed against yours. You gasped, but he captured the noise easily, dropping your hands in favor of cupping your face with one of his. Another found its way around your waist, offering a bit of support as you began to melt further and further into his arms.

The feeling of Chrollo's mouth against yours was captivating, possessing a siren-like allure that overpowered your corporeal need for oxygen.

If this was what asphyxiation was like, you would gladly suffocate under his control.

Backing up, you attempted to find something, anything, to lean on, scared that if this continued your legs might turn to putty. Thankfully, he followed, keeping a constant hold on your frame.

A wall hit your back, prompting another startled exhale. He took advantage of this one too, running his tongue against the rim of your bottom lip in a wordless request. The air in your lungs seemed to dissipate as you allowed his tongue to meet yours, clinging to his touch like it was your only lifeline.

Every bit of contact was felt in your abdomen, a quiet spark that had you sighing in delight.

So when he finally pulled away, you couldn't help the quiet, pitiful whine that left your throat.

His breathing wasn't anywhere near as quick, but as he rested his forehead against yours, the ardent look in his eyes seemed to be quite the indication as to what was running through his mind.

"Is this okay?"

Oh.

And you immediately decided that it was. Your words back at the party were nothing but honest.

You wanted him.

You wanted to be his, in every way possible.

Regardless, your fervent nod didn't seem to satisfy him.

"I'm sorry, dearest, but I'm going to need you to use your words." Using a finger, he tilted your chin upward, urging your gaze to meet his. "Now I'll ask again; Is this alright?"

"Yes." You breathed. "Please keep going."

At your acceptance, he closed the distance between you once more, the kiss turning hungry and desperate.

Every moment was pure bliss, but it was never enough.

You could feel his hand inching across your back, searching for the zipper to your dress. He found it quickly, allowing the garment to fall to the floor.

Red fabric pooled at your feet like a fiery sea. The chilliness of winter air attacked your body, now only protected by mere undergarments.

His lips slipped from yours, trailing downwards to edge your jaw before descending again to place a line of kisses across your exposed collarbone. Your breathing accelerated when his mouth found a sensitive area and, based on the way he smirked into your neck, you were quite sure he noticed too.

With gentle guidance, Chrollo led the both of you towards his room, kicking open the door with minimal regard as he shrugged off his suit jacket. It was discarded as your body fell into the silk sheets of his bed.

Coat off, he positioned himself above you, fingers undoing the first few buttons of his shirt as you were left to squirm under the scrutiny of his gaze.

You had never been so naked, so vulnerable, in front of someone else. The idea of having your bare body on display sent heat to your already burning cheeks.

Instinctively, you moved to conceal yourself, but he was quicker, grabbing your hands to pin them above your head. Ebony locks fell over his eyes as he looked down at you, ever so slowly releasing his hold on your arms.

"Say the word and I'll stop. Do you understand?"

"Yes." You murmured, apprehensive about whether or not your voice would actually work, but desperate for him to continue.

He nodded, sneaking a hand behind you to release your bra with measured precision. The clasp was undone and the garment tossed away, leaving your upper half completely exposed to the man hovering over you. Insecurities immediately flooded your mind as you tentatively forced your line of sight to meet his.

Somehow, you had continuously failed to notice completely enamored Chrollo was with you. Unbeknownst to you, he had already pretty much come to the conclusion that you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, regardless of the fact that some parts of you had been left a mystery. And although patience happened to be one of his more noteworthy traits, he would also be a liar if he didn't admit this moment had frequently taunted his restraint for the past few weeks.

And damn, if the wait wasn't worth it.

He sucked in a sharp breath, steel eyes once cold and uncaring, now ablaze with desire for you.

"Fuck."

His mouth found yours again before following a route similar to the one before, descending past your jaw and toward your neck. This time, however, he continued downward to your chest. Skin still frigid, his lips were sparked fireworks with every touch.

You gasped sharply when he wrapped his mouth around your nipple, swirling his tongue around the hardened bud while his free hand found its way to your other breast, gently kneading the flesh. He pinched your nipple, pulling a whine from your throat as your thighs clenched, desperate for friction.

At some point, he backed away, continuing the assault on your neck like it was the last time he ever enjoyed human contact. You didn't notice the withdrawal, much too distracted by the feeling of his hands on your chest.

However, you definitely noticed when his touch found its way below your abdomen, pressing softly against your clit through the fabric of your underwear. Your back arched into his hold as you absentmindedly realized you had never hated any object quite as much as you did right now. Self-consciousness had completely faded away, replaced by the need of his direct contact.

Chrollo nudged the cloth to the side, a smug grin spreading across his features before he yanked it off completely.

He ran a finger across your slit, examining the wetness that followed it with pure satisfaction.

"Fuck, I've barely done anything yet."

Slowly, he inserted a finger inside, pumping at a steady pace before following with another, making sure to keep his thumb trained to your clit in a tortuously slow rotation. Pleasure coursed through your body, forcing a moan from in its wake. You quickly slapped a palm against your mouth, hoping to muffle the embarrassing sound, but his ears were too sharp.

"Uh-uh." He chided, grabbing both of your arms with his free hand. "I want to hear you."

"Good girl."

"I'm not... shit, your dog." You complained, but the soft spark of pleasure of his words were undeniable.

"You sure whine like one."

The mere sound of his voice was audible bliss. Your body had seemed to betray you, clenching around his digits at the tantalizing tone.

"Hm." He appraised. "Praise and degradation. Noted."

"I'm not-"

Your denial was quickly cut off when he inserted another finger, curling them against your core until the only sound you could emit was a low groan. "I'm sorry, I don't think I caught that. Would you mind repeating it for me?"

Anywhere else you would have been happy to call him out for feigned ignorance, but you were much too far gone in the way he was able to heighten the warmth in your core. It grew steadily with each pump of his fingers until you were ready to burst.

Soon, Chrollo had you unraveling upon his hand. Ever attentive, he continued to stroke the ever sensitive bundle of nerves, leisurely helping you down from your high as he unbuttoned his dress pants.

Your eyes immediately trained down towards his waist once he was done, inner walls clenching around nothing. The empty, hollow feeling left you even more unsatisfied than before. It was a relief to not be the only one exposed, but fuck was he gorgeous.

He quickly noticed where your line of sight had traveled, letting out a dark chuckle that only heightened your desire. "Pervert."

Brain still on sensual overdrive, the taunt did nothing but spur another flicker in your core. The embarrassment only seemed to push your need further. He seemed to notice your stare and the pleading expression across your features.

"What did I say about using your words, darling?"

"Please." You mumbled, hoping against hope that he would take pity on you.

He carefully aligned himself at your entrance, its soft, steady beat still present and yearning to be satisfied. "Anything for you."

With a slow, antagonizing pace, you waited for him to finish entering you. Slight pain followed with every inch forward, but nothing compared to ache you felt for his touch. Soon, the soreness melted into satisfaction and you found yourself unconsciously lifting your hips to his, desperate for some kind of tension.

Thankfully, he understood your wordless plea, beginning to rock his hips into yours at a steady pace that had you internally begging for more. His thumb found your clit again, rotating around the nub in slow, gentle circles. He reveled in the moans that were pulled from your lips.

The heat continued to intensify, filling your core to the brim until all the only emotion running through your brain was need.

With an increasing rhythm, he continued thrusting into you until pleasure had completely overpowered your senses, leaving you a moaning puddle of satisfaction in its wake. Every kiss to your cervix tightened the coil more and more until it was unbearable. The bliss was excruciating, bright and hot and wonderful all at the same time.

He caressed your overstimulated clit in a way that made you want to burst, and with a few final pushes, you did.

Euphoria flooded over every crevice of your body. Your walls fluttered around him as your high was met, offering a soft convulsion that allowed him his own release. Your eyelids fluttered to a close, heart on overdrive and mind still abuzz from pure ecstasy.

He slowly pulled out, careful not to jostle your form too much before gently picking you up and carrying you towards the bathroom. The difference in light made you cringe slightly, but, although spent, you were still curious.

Damn, it's nice in here.

You marveled as he set you down on the counter to start a bath.

The past hour, and probably the trials of today as well, had left you tired, the next few moments no longer memories, but foggy sensations of bliss.

His voice echoed amidst the rushing water, muttering kind praises that were extenuated by the soft tingle of his lips against your skin. The soothing warmth of the bath soon replaced them, then the soft cotton of a shirt that was much too large to be your own.

Next, the cool sheets, somehow new and folded neatly, cocooning around your body. You did remember reaching out, searching for his own figure against the bed. You also remembered the quiet laugh as he met your grasp, allowing you to easily wrap your arms around his torso. He mirrored your embrace, placing a final kiss on your temple.

In the past few weeks, you had fallen asleep in Chrollo's grasp multiple times. However, as the world faded away, you were able to coherently recognize that this way was most definitely your favorite.

#hxh #hxh x reader #hunter x hunter #chrollo lucilfer #chrollo x reader #chrollo smut #hxh smut #hunter x hunter smut #chrollo lucifer x reader #hxh chrollo

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chrolloluvr · 2 months

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Introduction & Masterlist:

Hi guys!! My name is Charlotte, and I write mostly headcannons, and sometimes stories! So feel free to request, and I may get something done!

I write smut, fluff, angst, etc.

I will write for Female!Reader & GenderNeutral!Reader, and exclusively AFAB. I will not write AMAB & Male!Reader (Sorry!!) I will automatically write Female!Reader , unless you request otherwise.

I will not write Pedophilia, anything to do with poop/buttholes basically, and no incest!

Requests are currently open, I will mostly take headcannons about characters & relationship headcannons at the moment.

I will write for all female characters, but I will not write smut, just platonically and romantically.

Fandoms & People I write for (Bolded and *'s are favorites, more in depth hcs):

Hazbin Hotel

-Alastor**

-Vox

-Angel dust (No smut, GenderNeutral only)

-Lucifer**

-Adam**

-Husk

-Valentino (No smut)

-Multiple

Helluva Boss

-Fizzaroli

-Paimon**

-Blitzo

-Stolas (GenderNeutral only)

-Asmodeus

-Mammon**

-Striker

-Etc.

Tokio Hotel

-Bill Kaulitz**

-Tom Kaulitz**

-Georg Listing

-Gustav Schaefer

Hunter x Hunter

-Illumi**

-Chrollo

-Uvogin**

-Shalnark

-Feitan

-Phinks

-Franklin

-Nobunaga

-Silva

-Etc.

Upcoming Works

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threads-makomo · 1 year

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Imagine Chrollo fingering you while you grip onto the beautiful stone balcony of the penthouse you both peacefully reside in. One minute you were both talking and laughing while looking over the city adorned in lights, and the next you were whimpering his name as he pushed another one of his fingers into your throbbing hole while his other hand was to busy exploring you're body, the only thing running through your head is how gentle he's actually being with you, how his hand isn't necessarily squeezing your body, but more so massaging it, and he's moving his fingers slowly but just enough to where it feels like absolutely heaven, Hickies adorning your neck and shoulders as you can feel his soft lips leaving a trail of kisses down your spine, not a single worry running through your head, not even being watched by the people below. <3

Why is it so much fucking fun to write for Chrollo omg, idc if this is ooc I'm just a fucking whore for soft romantic smut Imagines, especially if they include Chrollo 😭😭

#hunter x hunter #hxh smut #hxh chrollo #chrollo lucifer x reader #chrollo imagine #chrollo smut #chrollo lucilfer #chrollo lucilfer smut #phantom troupe

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cat3ch1sm · 1 year

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Hi, Happy holidays! I'd like to make a request for adultrio with s/o who's reading modern romance (pure p*rn) books. Sfw or nsfw is up to ur choice, I just want the reaction 😎

thanks, stay safe 💕

🍀~ happy holidays, sweetheart<3 i hope the new year is treating you all well. @risheliette 💚💚 i hope you enjoy!!

。°˖ ʚ🥝ɞ ꒦꒷⩩ nsfw ahead, gn!reader

. • °⛓✧༺ ༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚⛓

𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐤𝐚

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳💚 hisoka is just passing by your room, the door open a crack, just wide enough for him to catch a glimpse of you sprawled out along the length of your bed with a book in hand. hisoka thinks nothing of it and goes on his way- until he realizes that he recognizes the cover of the book you’re reading.

≡;- ꒰ ° well, if hisoka recognizes the cover of a book, then that’s pretty self-explanatory… ꒱

🤍*♡∞:｡.｡ hisoka is admittedly pretty caught off guard when he sees you reading a book of such nature, his slanted yellow eyes widening with surprise and mischief. the magician had never pegged you as the type to do so. nonetheless, he remains at the door silently, watching you turn page after page and delighting in the way your face flushes or you gasp slightly whenever you come across a more raunchy scene.

୨⎯ "it isn’t long before hisoka’s mind begins to drift to… other places, and before he knows it the bulge in his underwear is straining against his pants, brief flashes of lewd images of him completely ravishing you appearing and disappearing in his head. soon it becomes more than he can stand. however, he enters your bedroom calmly, relishing in the flush spreading across your cheeks when hisoka gestures toward the book in your hands." ⎯୧🏹

. ˚◞♡ ⃗ “enjoying the read, my dear?”

“what do you say we do something… really worth writing about?” *ೃ༄

╭┉┈◦ೋ•◦❥•◦

𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐢

༉‧₊˚🕯️🖤❀༉‧₊˚. illumi won’t know that the book you’re reading is porn, like hisoka. he doesn’t have a lot of time for reading, and when he does, they’re usually long, classical novels.

*:･ﾟ｡ he will spot you seemingly casually reading a book, but he’ll notice your cheeks blush every once in a while, so he approaches you and asks plainly what you are reading. of course, you’ll probably respond vaguely as to not tip illumi off as to the contents of the book.*ੈ✩‧₊˚

˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚ ✧ ˚ ༘⛪️ ⋆｡˚ slightly curiously, illumi asks to see the book, and you very reluctantly hand it over to him, avoiding looking at his face while he skims briefly over the passages. then he’ll hand it back to you with a blunt “oh.”

other than that, he won’t have much of a reaction. illumi mostly sees sex as merely an act of reproduction- in other words, he doesn’t “sexualize sex.” he may wonder why you’re reading something so explicit, as he didn’t really think you were that type of person, but he won’t give the incident the time of day. 🐉🌿🍵🕊🧺

♡❀˖⁺. ༶ ⋆˙⊹❀♡

𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨

≪ °❈° ≫≪ °❈° chrollo really enjoys reading and literature, no matter the genre, so when he sees you with a book in hand, he promptly joins you and asks what you’re reading.

『 ↳✧･ﾟ🖤 when you tell him, you ‘re already prepared to be embarrassed because you’re absolutely sure he’s read the book. but chrollo pays no mind to the contents of the book. he instead starts talking about the plot of the story, the characters, the story structure- basically anything but the smutty stuff. he really doesn’t seem to care. to chrollo, a book is a book, and what matters most to him is if the story is a good one.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ you two actually wind up having a really lovely and engaging conversation about the book, and it turns out not to be weird or uncomfortable at all, much to your relief. you’ll probably find that you and chrollo read modern romance books together more often!💚🤍🤎

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chrollohearttags · 1 year

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𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫: 𝐡𝐱𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏/𝟑)

extra incentive • c. lucifer

synopsis: your study buddy has always been the laid back type, never really showing interest in anything other than books…that is until the two of you decide to relieve some stress before an upcoming exam.

“You know what they say about the quiet ones. Is it true?” “You’re more than welcome to come find out.”

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content warning: modern/college au, black fem reader, fingering, hair pulling, corruption (ish) kink unprotected sex, oral sex (f. receiving), riding, squirting, choking, nerd!Chrollo, talk of sex/inexperience

word count: 3.8K

this is the first installment to a three part commission from @annie-franny. Thank you so much for your support and entrusting me with this piece! HunterxHunter is my all time favorite show and I’m happy to be writing for some of my favorite characters. Hope you enjoy, love! 💕

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faint raindrops rang outside the windowpane of the fourth floor dormitory..co-ed and co-opted by bright eyed, eager attendees of Yorknew State College. A learning facility of the highest caliber; regarded in the ranks of Cambridge and Oxford in terms of intelligence. Among those in the top bracket of brilliant minds were none other than Chrollo Lucifer. A prodigal genius who came from very humble beginnings and managed to secure a full ride scholarship to the school due to his exceptional educational achievements. Including two award winning literary dissertations on inequality and disproportionate educational opportunities in lower income neighborhoods. A life he knew all too well. Doing so while only being a senior in a vocational school. A man who was as handsome as he was mysterious, leaving many to wonder how he ended up at such a prestigious place. His knowledge only ascended from there and now, he sat as a shoe-in for valedictorian and alongside him was the only person who could probably be considered his equal and quite honestly, one of his only friends.

(Y/N) (L/N), a bright eyed beauty with a kind soul and kindred spirit. Born with an innate gift for reading and all things literature related, you excelled above your peers in no time, surpassing even the most intelligent in every subject. You would spend your lunchtime in the library, grasping every novel, book or composition pertaining to the studies of history; more so specifically your own that the school system refused to teach. Such a curious mind so it came as a surprise to no one when doing college applications, you were among the first to receive an acceptance letter from Yorknew State College nonetheless. Somehow, someway..you and Lucifer ended up intertwining and crossing paths in the campus bookstore. Where a bond formed and you’ve been close ever since, bouncing off ideas, sharing your love of reading and always studying together..hence why now, he was seated in the middle of your floor, cross legged and glued to a textbook as he tapped the back of his pen to the edge of the small table in front of him.

“Damn, Chro. You’re gonna drive me up a wall with that. You’ve been doing it for the past ten minutes.” An obviously irate (y/n) blurting out from the comfort of your bed, knees cradled to your chest with your laptop secured on top of them. You weren’t one to be on edge ever but in comparison to this man, he’d make even the most serene person look mad. Never even getting angry once in all the time you had known him, he truly had the patience of a saint. Oftentimes leaving you to wonder would anything make him tick..

“Oh, I’m sorry, (y/n). Didn’t even realize it. I’ll stop.”

but today, you were both a bit nervous, due in part to a huge assignment coming up in your most important course. One that would determine many things going forward for both of you. More so in terms of personal achievements but important nonetheless. In a frustrated huff, you’d close your computer and slump over, releasing a whiny sigh. “Ugh, I can’t wait for this stupid test to be over. I can’t take it anymore. I feel like I’ve read at least ten different books in the past two days. My head is about to explode.” As dramatic as it sounded, Chrollo most certainly mirrored your sentiments, even if he wasn’t as expressive of it. An exam with over two hundred questions pertaining various works throughout time on random subjects and you’d have to quote excerpts, pick out lines from precise chapters and remember not only the details but page numbers as well. It was so much. “Patience, my sweet (y/n). We’ll knock this exam out of the park and it’ll be done before you know it.”

but luckily you had one another to bounce ideas off of and keep each other accountable. However, it wasn’t lost on you that it was Saturday evening and you were spending it holed up in a room, studying. Normally, it was something that never really crossed your mind. Truthfully, a lot of your peers lacked focus and drive. Not too worried about their failures or fuck ups because they had a silver spoon awaiting them if they couldn’t feed themselves. It infuriated Chrollo and thus, he withdrew even more from his classmates. Isolated and feeling like a loner, he clung to you like a moth to a flame shockingly. So much so, he had eyes for no one else. Even when girls all around campus practically threw themselves at him constantly and had paid them no mind. Dating, relationships, hookups…it all seemed like such a hassle. Trivial things that served him no purpose. He much rather be nose deep in a book, expanding his knowledge than doing anything else. Still, he’d be lying if he said his mind didn’t wander from time to time…

about that girl with these wired rim, round glasses…concealing those dark, deep set eyes. Black coils setting pretty atop your head, skin like honey of the richest variety…needless to say, Chrollo was rather smitten and it wasn’t an honor that he wielded loosely. It took a lot to catch the eyes of the prodigal genius. So when you posed a rather peculiar question, he was a bit nervous to answer.

“Hey, Chro?”

“Yes?”

turning his attention towards you with his signature flat smile..those handsome boyish looks that always caused a flutter or two in your heart. Jet black tufts fluttering on either side of his porcelain smooth face, tied by a headband to keep strays tucked back. Tonight, sporting a hoodie with the school insignia along with a pair of gym shorts covering his lanky frame. It was easy to see why he had everyone’s attention.

“Why don’t we ever go to any parties? Are we like the only ones on campus reading like an old couple on a Saturday night?” However, it wasn’t something that phased him in the slightest and rather than being offended, Chrollo would just laugh and flip to the next page of his very intriguing novel.

“You’re free to go if you’d like, no one’s stopping you from attending any of them.” Stating so matter of factly without so much as even glancing in your direction. To most, things like that came off as condescending but you knew that he just didn’t show much emotion about anything. If you asked him a question, he’d simply answer it with no motive or malice behind it. It was something that initially frustrated you but that you had now grown to love. As with many things about this enigma of a man. Slouching off of the bed, (y/n) crawled a few feet over to him, slinging an arm around the back of his neck in a flustered huff. “I knowww, but they wouldn’t even be fun without you.” “I couldn’t understand why. I’m not much for gatherings so I’d be nothing more than a wallflower..if anything, I’d be rather boring." That's when you’d probe him with another question, still hanging onto his slender frame..your head resting on his back. With your hands coiling his chest, you could feel his heart racing and obviously, nothing ever got him excited but it was something so different about you. He wasn’t much for affection or physical touch but somehow, he didn’t mind when you held him. You guys were incredibly close and comfortable so it came as no surprise that you’d ask him such a thing with no shame. “…Chro..are you a virgin?”

causing the dark haired man to choke up in laughter. You two rarely ever kept secrets from one another but then again, most information relayed between you guys was pertaining to academics and knowledge. None of this trivial nonsense. However, something must’ve sparked this sudden curiosity about his intimate life. “That’s a bit invasive, don’t you think?” “Just answer the question please.” obvious that you were going to persist on this, he’d release a deep breath and shut his book, turning to properly face you as he gave you his response. “If you must know…no, I am not a virgin.” He was, however, completely celibate until the proper person came along and changed it. Even so, it shocked you and he’d cackle, wondering why your mouth was agape.

“What? Are you surprised?” And as horrible as it sounded to admit, you were a bit taken aback. “A little bit! Just doesn’t seem like it’s something you’d be into. No offense.” You figured him to be completely clueless on the topic of sex but alas, he had been with two people in his young lifetime. Some woman he lost his virginity to and a girl he hooked up with in a one off exchange. Neither time was some profound experience that kept him coming back for more or even drew him closer to the girls. It was just something that happened and it wasn’t something that he had ever pondered on. However, spending the last year or so growing closer to you had his mind wandering. Believe it or not, he was rather smitten with you. The only one to really make him take a second look nowadays. Watching you switch around in those frilly dresses and tight little skirts, looking all cute and bubbly. He’d oftentimes find himself blushing as he watched you part your curls, moisturizing them after wash day. Even offering to help..just because he enjoyed your presence. Carrying your stuff to class and always lingering around, waiting on you to get out as if you were still in high school. How you hadn’t seen it yet was beyond him. Hence why he didn’t do random hookups..you were the sole object of his carnal desires when they arose. Like this current moment.

“None taken. But I have to ask, why the sudden inquisition?..something on your mind?” Questioning so casually with that soft smug smirk on his face. He had to know where this was coming from. Roping a hand around his shoulder blade and collar bone, (y/n) teased his black wefts between your fingertips and giggled. There were a lot of things running through your mind at this point. Things that you weren’t certain you should say out loud…out of fear of rejection or sounding too forward. But since you could trust one another so well…there was no point in hiding it.

“You could say that..I guess what I’m trying to say is..I could use a distraction for a while.” Admitting as you teased your fingertips across his chest. And it didn’t take long for him to pick up the hint you had so blatantly thrown down. Flicking his tongue across his lips, Chrollo ogled back at you for a moment, turning to tip your chin up. It was obvious that there was rising tension between you two that could only be solved one way. That festering desire wasn’t going to disappear unless one of you acted on it.

“So what you’re saying is..” talking so smoothly that in one fell swoop, Chrollo was able to spin and capture you in his grasp, landing both of you on the carpet, his body atop yours and your faces only mere inches apart. “You want me to fuck you? Is that it?” Having never heard him use such brash language. Either way, it was so attractive and sexy. There was a certain glare in his eyes, as if he too had been waiting on this moment. Snaking a hand up your outer thigh, he’d crawl slowly between your parted legs. He wanted you and desperately, all you had to do was give him the say so and he’d dispel any and all preconceived notions you’d had about him. “I mean…I’m simply hoping to test a theory. You do know what they say about the quiet ones. Is it true?” “You’re more than welcome to come find out.”

with that, it was all the declaration you needed. The two of you began engaging in a heated makeout session. Cupping your hands to his face, shoving your tongues into each other’s mouths…trying to peel back layers of one another’s clothing. Swirling them around one another in a flustered haze. Moaning and whimpering whilst things became much more intense. It didn’t take long for either of you to render the other nude or even find your hands roaming all over your entangled bodies…his hands on your hips, running along the seams of your clothing. Sharp gasps elicited by subtle neck sucking; the warmth of his breath brushing against your skin…even whimpering and tossing your head back when he’d glide down to your nipples, faintly licking them just to make you shudder. He’d then work his way between your thighs, glaring up at you with those usually cold, dark eyes; so full of life and lust as he hungrily parted your thighs. His primal instincts took over in an instant. As were your own. “..look at that. So sexy..” in reference to that slick covered slit and swollen pearl protruding through those plump lips. A sight like he had never witnessed before; it was beautiful. “You won’t be mad if I get a taste, will you?” Shaking your head with a slight whimper, anticipating his next move. Mere seconds later, you’d find him greedily feasting on your soaked sex. Flicking his tongue so delicately throughout the sensitive area; teasing the clit, sucking on those folds and leaving soft kisses on that pretty pussy of yours. “Haah!—ahh, Chro! Fuck!..” crying out in a fit of pleasure, sandwiching his head between your hands. Curling your fingers through his soft hair, gently tugging at them but trust, he needed no assistance. “You taste so sweet, my love.” Not with the way he was sloppily spitting and lapping on your cunt. He was so skilled and intricate with the way he did it, you were sure you’d be seeing stars. “Mmmm! Ahh..” making all of those pitiful babbling noises that were only further fueling his desire to devour you. Fucking you tirelessly with his tongue. Feasting until your legs began to shake violently and those sweet nectar-like fluids could no longer be contained and you’d find yourself coming on his tongue..squirting from his impeccable oral. You’d cover your face, in half embarrassment and shock as it riddled your body. “Don’t be shy now, let me see that pretty face..” It wasn’t until he came up for air, his hands softly groping at your breasts did it really dawn on the two of you what was transpiring. But it was a tad bit too late to back out now. Instead, he’d shift to his side midway, propping your smaller frame up on his thigh as to balance you against it. That docile demeanor seemed to dissipate before your eyes and a side you’d never think to see began to awaken..one you’d like very much.

“You see, my sweet (y/n)…what I lack isn’t knowledge, not by a long shot. But experience..experience with the right person.” declaring so sweetly as he stroked the side of your face to help you calm down from your climatic high, only to induce another. Working those pale, slender digits between your jaws and whirled them around. “See..I know things that would make your body tick. Things that would send you into shock and make you cry my name out to the heavens. I would make love to you in ways that would cause your soul to erupt into flames. Every little movement, I’d make certain you fell deeper for me..so addicted that you won’t even dream of another man touching you..alas, I never found that person.” was a mere taste of what I’m capable of.”

all the while he was speaking to you, filling your ear and head with perverse thoughts, Chrollo’s opposite hand snaked around your throat and his eyes averted downward. By now, you were a drooling mess…letting that trail lube your already dripping folds as he shoved those same digits inside of you..working them around. “Hnghh!” “Shhh..just relax.” But he wouldn’t be the only one at work. Soon, he’d instruct you to grasp at his exposed member and coil your fingers around his shaft, slowly working it over. Not for nothing, but he wasn’t lacking in size either..girthy and thick but long also. That pink tip emitting pearlescent white precum. You were so needy and impatient, wanting to feel him right away but it wasn’t plausible. He doubted that you couldn’t even take it…

“That is until now. Until I met you, (y/n). I’ve dreamed of this moment and having you all to myself..now I’ve gotten it.” grunting into your ear, sucking on his teeth as you continued to massage him between your fingertips. Neither of you could maintain this charade of teasing much longer so with one final kiss to your temple, Chrollo hoisted you up ever so slightly, barely breaking the contact of your skin and gave one last command:

“Go ahead, put it in yourself.”

something about that primal energy he was tapping into really turned you on. Making you yelp while you worked yourself down to his aching tip. Pulsating as it split you open..causing you both to audibly gasp once it met the silky warmth of your insides. He had to all but restrain himself from hammering up into you but it had been quite some time since he felt a sensation like this one. “Mmmm…God, you’re so tight. But don’t worry..I won’t go too fast. We’ll take our time until you can fit all of me. We won’t rush it.”

talking you through those movements his palms placed to your hips and your back to his chest. It was while you were becoming one and getting acclimated with those strokes did he begin to buck upward very gently; meeting you halfway while giving you steamy, sloppy tongue kisses. You couldn’t stop moaning into his open mouth and he couldn’t keep his hands to himself. He wanted to squeeze on those beautiful breasts, pinch your nipples between his fingertips and especially, massage that swollen clit. Although, he’d save that last one for the right moment. You’d more than likely come entirely too quickly. So he’d settle for giving you affirmations to keep you going. Bouncing up and down on his dick, trying to eventually make it disappear inside of that pretty pink flesh. But as it stood, you could only take it about halfway to the hilt. Sounds of squelching and colliding flesh filled your tiny room and right there on that floor, your bodies clashed in heated ecstasy and bliss. Eventually, he was able to push it in a bit more before you found an established rhythm. “Keep going. Yes..you’re doing so good. Riding me like this…and you’re creaming all over it. Are you going to milk me too, sweetheart?” Cooing whilst sucking on his teeth, tossing his head back in pure pleasure. That pussy was something special and he wanted to savor it for as long as possible.

“Yes, ‘wanna make you come for me…fuck!” Whimpering so pathetically and sweetly, it made his cock twitch..that throbbing, continuing to fill your flesh. By now, the two of you had established a synchronized rhythm and pace. (Y/N) riding him, rolling your hips and subtly shaking your ass; standing atop your tiptoes even, when he fucked you. “Ooh, just like that. Look at how nicely you’re taking me now. Opening up so good..” now gripping the thick of your plump ass, now starting to thrust upward. He was enjoying your little tricks and show but he couldn’t hold back any longer. Having not been releasing pent up energy or realizing that he needed to, Chrollo was coming undone by the second, rutting his hips into you with that firm grip. “You don’t have to hold back, sweetheart. Come..make a mess of me. Let it all out..” with that affirmation, you’d release every drop of your sweet, squirting cum..as well as any stress or agitation in your body. Those much needed endorphins rushing through your systems. Spent and out of breath, you’d collapse against one another right there on the floor..panting and laughing. You couldn’t remember the last time either of you had felt this good.

“That was…something.”

“Yes it was..”

most certainly agreeing on that front. Something that was beneficial for the both of you. Now he felt as if they were able to conquer anything after that. And so did you!..clutching your arm, he’d gently caress it and kiss your forehead. “Well I suppose that’s one way to clear your mind.” Making the joke as he turned to face you, staring at you in a way he’d never stared at anyone in his entire life. Because in all honesty, he had never shared a connection like that with anyone. He’d never been one for a relationship or even casually hooking up..his sole focus was academics but after this? He felt as if he could make an exception for his favorite person perhaps. Clasping your fingers together, Chrollo made another declaration, one you couldn’t refuse. “I don't know about you, but I’m ready for this test now. My head is ten times more clear than it was.” “I’m glad to hear it. Tell you what…pass it and I have much more where that came from.” Just then, your features illuminated with a sparkle he had never quite seen in those beautiful eyes of yours..

“Mmm..I don’t think that’ll be much of a problem.”

giving you all the extra incentive you need.

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bwabys-scenarios · 10 months

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chrollo acting like a teen girl when he is in love is actually the cutest thing ever.

he sits in his hotel bed kicking his feet because you called him to ask how he’s doing. that means you like him right?

you bring him lunch when he’s in town because you’re afraid he isn’t eating well. he calls Pakunoda to gush about the cute little rabbit shaped cookies you made just for him!

likes every post you make on social media and shows the troupe the outfit you picked out for today(THEY ARE TIRED OF HIS ASS!!)

when he actually confessed to you he nearly threw up from the stress. here he is, a thief with the number of people he’s killed being so high he couldn’t even count it anymore, blushing and stuttering out an “I, uh, really like you.”

bro you’re like 26 GET A GRIP

he’s so cute though. he’s experiencing his first love and it’s got him acting like a lovesick fool. he keeps a Polaroid of you in his wallet that he kisses before missions for good luck

sometimes you’ll wake up to him walking into your home. you can’t quite remember if you gave him some spare keys or not, you’re too excited to see him to care(he broke in 🙏)

he tries so hard to act suave and cool but one smile or giggle and he’s struggling to breathe. he will crumble if you kiss him and tell him how much he means to you

it’s been so long since he felt something so pure and innocent and RAW like the way he feels for you. it’s something he’ll cherish in his heart forever. your soft touches, kind voice, and pretty face are enough to make him swoon.

he’s just so in love with you.

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I NEED another soft spot 🤭 it was so bussin also just take your time no rush ok you got alot of request 🫶🫶🫶

OKAY, so I kinda combined it with another request, so I hope you still like it. God, I love writing these 🥹 I'm so glad you guys are asking for more parts. Anyway, I hope everyone's doing fine. Have a great day 🤍✨

Warnings: smut and a little bit angsty, just a little bit

Word count: 4538

“Both of you?”, you looked across the table. “Don’t worry, darling. Phinks will take care of you”. “B-but why both of you?”, you ignored Feitan’s attempt to intervene. “And Phinks? I barely know him”. “Darling”, Chrollo stopped while pouring you some more wine, “I need Feitan with me this time. I’m sorry”. “A-and when are you leaving?”, your eyes darted toward Feitan. “Tonight”, Feitan coldly replied. “And for how long?”, your eyes now focused on Chrollo. “A week. Maybe a little bit longer”.

“A week? Alone? With Phinks?”, your heart dropped to your stomach. “He’s … nice”, Feitan tried to hide his discontent. “He’ll be here shortly”, Chrollo added, “Be nice to him, okay?”. “Whatever”, you pushed your food to the side, “I’ll be upstairs”.

“Darling”.

Ah. There it was again. The hint of threat in his calm voice.

“What?”, your eyes fixed on the table.

“Be nice”.

It was ages ago since he hurt you. Since they hurt you… But you knew that tone. That lingering smirk on his face; telling you that there would be consequences if you disobeyed him.

“Y/N?”, Feitan’s cold voice burst through your bubble. “I’ll be nice”, a lump in your throat. “Good girl”, Feitan slowly walked behind you, “Don’t worry. We’ll get you something nice”.

You closed your eyes as his hands softly massaged your shoulders. You didn’t want them to leave you. You didn’t want to be left alone with someone you barely knew.

“And we’ll call, darling. So, stay close to Phinks, and don’t be a brat”. “What if Hisoka-“.

You didn’t mean to sound so fragile, but you couldn’t help it. You were scared. Scared that something was going to happen.

“Don’t worry. We took care of it, "Feitan kissed your temple carefully. A gesture he rarely did. “B-but-“, you tried to protest, to make them stay.

“Darling”, a small smirk on his face, “Enough”.

---

“And don’t let my darling into this room, Phinks”. “And make sure she takes these every morning, " Feitan signaled to the neatly stacked vitamins on the table next to you.

“Ugh”, a sigh you couldn’t contain as you leaned against the kitchen counter.

“Darling?”, Chrollo turned his head, “What’s wrong?”. “Nothing”, you shrugged your shoulders. “She doesn’t seem too happy”, Phinks gritted his teeth. “Don’t worry, we told her to behave”, Feitan’s cold eyes pierced through you.

“I can handle a brat, little Fei”, Phinks obviously forgot his boss was standing in front of him. “A brat?”, Chrollo coldly added. “Sorry boss, I was talking about Fei-“. “You’re here for her safety. If she needs something, anything, you’ll make sure she gets it. Understood?”.

“Boss”, the blonde bowed his head in agreement.

“That being said, if she does decide to act out of place-“. “You’ll call us first”, Feitan interrupted, “And we’ll tell you what to do”.

“Right, Fei”, Phinks clenched his jaw.

It was obvious the blonde didn’t like being ordered around by Feitan.

“Come here, darling”, Chrollo signaled you to come over. With heavy feet and a pout on your face, you obeyed. “We’ll be leaving now. Behave, okay?”. “Hm”, you wrapped your arms around his waist, pulling him close, “I’ll miss you”. “We’ll miss you too”, a soft kiss on the top of your head.

“I’ll get you something nice”, Feitan carefully placed a strand of hair behind your ear as you turned around. “Thanks, Fei. Please come back soon”. “As soon as possible”.

---

Chrollo and Feitan were already gone for a couple of days, and you wanted nothing more than to have Phinks gone. You hated him. You hated the smug look on his face, the way he scoffed every time a snappy reply left your lips…

“I’m bored”, you sighed as you once again opened the fridge. “So?”, Phinks stood against the counter, his arms folded as he watched you.

You didn’t know if it was in your head, but you could feel him staring at you. You could feel his eyes gliding from the top of your head to your back.

“What the hell are you wearing?”. “Chrollo makes me wear this. He likes it”, you rolled your eyes. You still hated the little black nightgown he made you wear. “I can see why. It barely covers anything”, Phinks scoffed before walking to the couch in the living room.

You decided to ignore his reaction. You knew it was revealing, but you didn’t want to wear your clothes until you went to sleep.

“What are you going to watch?”, you stopped in front of the TV, already earning an annoyed smirk in response.

“You, apparently”.

“Don’t get your hopes up”, you rolled your eyes as you sat down next to him. “Don’t worry, you’re not my type”.

You didn’t know why you felt so offended. You could feel the heat rise to your cheeks.

“What’s wrong, darling?”, a smug look on his face, “Can’t stand it when someone doesn’t worship you?”.

“If I’m not your type, then why do you keep looking at my breasts?”.

“I-I’m not!”, the blonde immediately sat up straight, angry eyes now staring into yours. “I think you are”, you smirked, “Can’t wait for Chrollo to call. He deserves to know what a pervert you are”.

You would never tell Chrollo anything like that. Not after the last time you did. Back when you were still scared of Feitan. Even though you were his darling, he was still a cruel man. One step out of line, and the consequences could be very painful.

“H-hey, stop it!”, a red blush on his cheeks. “So, what are you going to watch?”, you folded your arms. “I don’t know, a shitty movie”, he angrily picked up the remote.

“Okay”, you slowly stood up, “I’m going to bed”.

“Wait”, a serious look on his face, “Boss wants me to check the rooms before you go to sleep”. “You don’t have to-“, “Wait here”, he grabbed your arm, “I’m not kidding. Boss will kill me if something happens to you”.

You rolled your eyes, but you waited nonetheless. You would be lying if you said you weren’t scared. That clown got to you.

“It’s safe, you can go”. “Thanks”, you quietly responded. A sudden anxious feeling washed over you. Something you didn’t understand. “Night Phinks”. “Goodnight”, he coldly replied before he sat down again.

Why? Why were your hands sweating? Why did it feel like there was no air anymore?

“S-shit”, with shaking hands, you opened the door to your room. “H-huh?’, your heart racing as you noticed a tall figure next to your bed. “H-hisoka?”, the name got stuck in your throat. Your hands nervously turned on the light.

“W-what?”, tears building up in the corners of your eyes. There was no one. Your mind was playing tricks on you. Were you going crazy?

The air. Why was there no air?

“I-I can’t breathe”, you hastily walked towards your window, but your legs gave up halfway.

You couldn’t move. You couldn’t scream. You couldn’t breathe. Were you going to die? Was this it? Did someone poison you?

“Y/N?”, Phinks knocked on your door, “I heard something, are you alright?”.

You wanted to respond, you really did, but the lump in your throat wouldn’t allow it.

“Y/N?”, Phinks raised his voice.

Somehow,his voice seemed so far away.

“I’m coming in”.

You didn’t want him to see you like this, but if someone did poison you…

“Y/N?”, a hint of distress in his voice as he saw you curled up on the floor. “What’s wrong?”, his hand immediately on your waist, his other brushing some hair from your face.

“I-I can’t-“, tears kept streaming down your cheeks, “I-I don’t want to die”.

“What happened?”, his eyes scanned the room, “Was someone here?”.

You couldn’t talk, so you shook your head in response.

“Ah, I see”, he carefully picked you up, “Are you scared?”.

You hastily bopped your head up and down.

“Heart racing? Think you’re going to die?”.

“Y-yes”, you hastily nestled your head into his chest. “Don’t worry”, Phinks carried you to your bathroom, “You’re having a panic attack. You’re not going to die”.

A panic attack?

“Is this the first time?”. “Hm”, you bopped your head up and down, your hands tugging at his shirt. “Control your breathing, okay?”, he carefully seated you inside your tub. “D-don’t-“, you desperately reached out for him once he let go. “I’m here”, his voice never sounded so soft before, “Stop crying, okay? It’s fine. You’refine”.

With blurred sight, you watched the blonde turn on the tap. A panic attack? This wasn’t a panic attack. It couldn’t be. You were going to die, you could feel it. Hisoka was here and-

“Here”, Phinks checked the temperature, trying to ignore your sobs. “Feel this”, rough hands grabbed yours, “Try to concentrate on this feeling”.

“H-huh?”, you could feel your eyes widen. “Just concentrate on it. It feels nice, doesn’t it?”. “I-it does”. “How many bottles of shampoos do you have stacked here?”, he chuckled, “Can you count them for me?”. “A-a lot”. “Count them”, his large hands softly massaging yours as the hot water pours into the tub. “Seven, no.. Eight”.

Finally, your sight wasn’t as blurry, and your heart wasn’t jumping out of your chest anymore. You could breathe again.

“That’s it”, a smile on his face, “Good girl”. “A-are you sure no one’s here?”, your voice still shaking. “I’m sure sweetheart, I checked twice”. “O-okay”, you softly pulled your hands back, “I-I’m fine, thank you”. “You’re not”, he closed the tap, “You’re shaking”. “Sorry”, you pulled your knees to your chest. “Don’t”, he stood up, “I’ll leave you to it, try to relax”. “L-leave?”, your eyes darted towards the blonde. “You can’t take a bath with your clothes still on”. “I-I don’t need a bath-“, “You can’t go to bed with wet clothes either. I’ll be just outside the door”.

Your heart sunk to your stomach once you heard the door close. You didn’t want to be alone, not right now. With careful steps, you got out of bad. Right, you didn’t have another nightgown here.

"Phinks?”, you shyly called out, hands wrapped around your waist. “What’s wrong?”, he slowly opened the door, “Can I look?”. “Y-yes”, you shivered, “I need a new nightgown”. “Are you an idiot?”, he hastily grabbed a towel and wrapped it around you, “You’ll get sick”.

Why did your heart flutter when you felt his big arms wrap around you?

“T-thanks”, your cheeks red as you looked up at the blonde.

Why did he look at you like that? Why were his arms still wrapped around you?

“I-I’ll get you… You know. Uhm-“, he nervously stuttered. “T-thanks”, you turned your head to the side, not wanting him to see your pink cheeks.

A strange feeling rose to your stomach. You hated him, you truly did, but you used to hate Feitan too. Was something wrong with you? No, you were confused, that’s all. You had a panic attack, and you missed Chrollo and Feitan more than anything.

“Here”, Phinks’ arm appeared through the door, “Get changed. I’m tired”. “Thanks”, you gently grabbed the piece of fabric.

Why did his hand feel so soft all of a sudden? You swore they felt rough minutes ago.

“Is there something wrong?”. “H-huh?”, you popped out of your trance before noticing your hand was touching his.

You felt embarrassed. How long were you standing there?

“S-sorry”, you hastily shook your head before pulling your hand away. .

You immediately closed the door again before putting it on.

“Ready”, you closed the door behind you. Phinks was sitting on your bed, patiently waiting for you. “Good”, he cleared his throat, “I’ll be downstairs if you need anything. Goodnight”.

“Night”.

---

“H-huh?”, you woke up in the middle of the night, sweat dripping from your forehead.

You could hear it. His evil laugh, the cards flipping…

“N-no”, you pulled the sheets to your chest, “G-go away, please-“.

You didn’t want to get poisoned again. You didn’t want to die.

“Leave me alone, please”, you cried out, arms safely wrapped over your head.

Footsteps.

“No, no, no”, tears streaming down your cheek, “Get out, leave me alone!”.

“Y/N?”, a concerned voice broke through the darkness, “Who’s here? Where?”.

“H-hisoka, he-“.

“Hisoka?”, Phinks’ voice sounded steady, “He can’t be here. Chrollo took care of it”. “B-but I heard him. He was laughing and-”. “Sweetheart”, the blonde rubbed through his eyes, “He isn’t here, and even if he was, I wouldn’t let anything happen to you”. “B-but last time-“. “Look”, he slowly sat down on the edge of your bed, “I’ll sleep on the ground, okay? If anyone enters this room, I’ll make sure you’re safe”.

“O-okay”, you wiped the tears from your cheek, “Just don’t leave me alone, please. I’m scared”. “I’ll stay. Just get some sleep, okay?”.

You watched as he took a blanket out of the basket next to your bed. You didn’t know why, but you couldn’t sleep. You never felt so scared in your life.

“Phinks?”, you opened your eyes, heart once again racing. “Phinks? Are you here?”. “Hm? A low grunt next to your bed. “I-I can”t sleep”, tears already streaming down your cheeks. “Why? I’m here”.

You couldn’t ask him to… You knew that, but you felt so, so scared.

“C-can you please sleep next to me? Please Phinks”. “Y/N”, Phinks quietly responded, “You know I can’t do that”. “W-why not?”. “Boss would kill me, and Feitan too”. “B-but I’m scared. I w-won’t tell him. I promise”.

You could see the blond study every corner of your room. Probably to make sure there weren’t any cameras.

“Fine”, he clicked his tongue, “Move”.

You hastily shuffled to the other side. Relief flooded over you once you felt the warmth of his body next to yours.

“Thank you”, you quietly whispered, your back facing his.

---

You slowly rubbed your eyes as the sunlight kissed your bedsheets. “10.30?”, you frowned, “Never sleep this long-“.

Your heart froze once you realized his arm was wrapped around your waist, his head resting on top of yours.

“P-Phinks?”. “What?”, he snapped back, obviously not realizing what was happening. “Y-you’re… Your arm-“. “Huh?”, you could feel his grip loosen, “S-shit”, he immediately let go, “I’m sorry. Please don’t tell boss. I didn’t mean to-“.

But you liked it. You liked having his body pressed against yours.

“I-it’s fine… You can hold me. I like it”.

You were playing with fire. You knew that.

Without responding, he slowly placed his arm back around your waist. “Thanks”, a content smile on your face as you shuffled closer to him.

Was it because you were lonely? Because you missed Chrollo and Fei?

“Want some breakfast?”, he tightened his grip, not ready to let you go. “Please”, you gently intertwined your hand with his. “Got to let me go, sweetheart”. “R-right”, you cleared your throat. “Avocado toast?”. “Perfect”.

---

“Boss called, he’s coming back today”.

A few days passed, and Phinks kept sleeping next to you – because you asked him to. You didn’t know why, but sleeping alone wasn’t really your forte after what happened with Hisoka, and well… You enjoyed Phinks’ company. Chrollo and Feitan didn’t need to know, right? After all, you were just cuddling each other.

“Right”, you took a sip from the smoothie Phinks made you, “I’ll get changed. He’ll be back soon”.

---

“Darling”, Chrollo dramatically opened his arms once he saw you, “I’ve missed you”. “I’ve missed you too”, you eagerly nestled your head against his chest. “And you too, Fei”, you now wrapped your arms around Feitan.

“Phinks?”, a smile on Chrollo’s face, “Thank you for taking care of our darling”.

That tone. Something wasn’t right. He knew.

“You enjoyed his company, darling?”. “Hm”, you slowly nodded.

You couldn’t talk. They would hear your shaking voice.

“Enjoyed it a little too much?”, Feitan widened his eyes, his aura flooded with anger. “Are you accusing me of something, little Fei?”, Phinks’ frowned.

His heart must be racing. He must be nervous too, right?

“Fei”, Chrollo calmly raised his hand, his eyes locked on Phinks. “Tell me, Phinks”, a dangerous smile on Chrollo’s face, “Why does she smell like you?”. “I don’t know boss”, Phinks humbly lowered his head.

“What about you? Do you know why, darling?”.

This isn’t good. You couldn’t lie. They’d know.

“I-I asked him to sleep with me. I-I mean, in one bed. N-next to me”.

“Why?”, Feitan’s aura exploded, but his voice was calm as ever. “I-I had a panic attack, and I was afraid, and I thought I saw Hisoka and-“, you rambled, unable to catch your breath.

“So”, Chrollo interrupted you, “You asked another man to sleep next to you?”. “Y-yes”, your heart dropped to your stomach. “I know I said you had to listen to her, Phinks… But sleeping next to my darling? Touching her?”. “H-he didn’t-“, you tried to intervene. “Lie again and I’ll remind you of whom you belong to”, Feitan was suddenly standing behind you, his nails digging into your arm.

“Sorry boss”, Phinks loudly swallowed.

“And you wanted more, right?”, Feitan tightened his grip, his lips hovering next to your ear.

You couldn’t lie. They’d know.

“Y-yes”, you closed your eyes, tears streaming down your cheek.

You were scared. You could see Chrollo’s threatening smile, the way he was looking at Phinks…

“Let her go, Fei”, Chrollo kept looking at the blonde. “So, darling. I guess you need to be reminded whom you belong to, right?”.

“P-please, don’t hurt me-“. “On your knees”, Chrollo nodded, “Show Phinks whom you belong to”.

“Huh?”. “You heard him”, Feitan’s umbrella on your shoulder, “Knees”.

You didn’t even try to disobey.

“Boss, I know she’s yours”, Phinks’ eyes locked onto the ground. “Strange, you didn’t seem to when we were gone”, Chrollo gently stroked your cheek, his eyes still looking at the blonde.

“What are you waiting for?”, Feitan smirked, “Show us what you wanted to do with Phinks”.

With shaking hands, you opened his belt.

“Were you wet when you thought about him?”, Chrollo looked down.

No response. You couldn’t.

“You already have two men who are willing to give you everything you need and more. Are you really saying you need a third?”.

“N-no!”, you looked at him, with glossy eyes.

“Prove it”, he softly grabbed your wrist, placing your hand on his member. “Show Phinks you’re mine”.

It was embarrassing, it really was, but you liked it. You liked the way Phinks’ breathing got heavier, the way you felt his eyes burn at the back of your head when Chrollo guided you.

“Tsk, she’s enjoying this”, Feitan’s brows pulled together, “Look”.

“N-no”, you tried to protest once you could feel Feitan lift your dress with his umbrella.

“Darling?”, Chrollo gently pulled your face away from his member, “Sit down on the couch and spread your legs”. “C-chrollo-“. “We know you’re enjoying this”, Feitan grabbed your wrist, pulling you behind him, “Sit and spread your legs”.

You knew your panties were soaked. You couldn’t help it. You sat down on the couch, your legs wide open.

“Ah, I see”, Chrollo chuckled, “Were you this wet for Phinks?”. “N-no-“.

“Look”, Feitan signaled the blonde to come over, “This for you”. “F-fei-“, Phinks tried to protest, but once Chrollo raised his hand he obeyed nonetheless.

“Look Phinks”, Chrollo sat down next to you, “She’s this wet for you”. “Boss, I’m sure-“. “Tell him”, Chrollo turned his head to look at you, his digits softly stroking over your panties.

“I-I’m this wet for you”, you turned your head to the side, trying to keep yourself from moaning.

“Tsk”, Phinks clenched his jaw, trying to keep his hands away from his hard member.

“Ask him”, Feitan stood in front of you, his hand wrapped around your cheeks, “We know you want it”.

“H-huh?”, you looked at Chrollo. “Ask him, darling”.

“Please”, your voice shaking, “Make me feel good, Phinks”.

A sudden silence filled the room. He didn’t want to, right?

“Don’t worry”, Chrollo looked at his Spider, “You can fuck her”.

“Hmpf”, you quickly placed a hand on your mouth as you felt Chrollo push your panties to the side, one finger slowly pumping in and out of you.

You were willing to beg at this point.

“Are you this wet for me, sweetheart?”, the blonde signaled Feitan to move.

“I-I am”, an innocent look on your face. “Then why don’t you take your panties off for me?”.

“See, darling? He wanted to fuck you too”, Chrollo slowly removed his hand from your panties, “Be a good toy for him, okay? Phinks is one of my strongest members. He deserves to feel good”.

“I-I’ll be good”, you let your panties fall onto the ground.

“Tsk, good? You’re a brat”, Feitan coldly sighed while sitting down next to you.

Was this a dream? You were sitting between Feitan and Chrollo, while Phinks was going to-

“Here, we’ll help”, Chrollo gently pushed your leg to the side. Feitan coldly looked to the side before doing the same.

“Shit”, Feitan slowly sat down on one knee, “So pretty”. “Hmpf”, you wanted to press your legs together when you felt his tongue against your clit, but Feitan and Chrollo kept your legs in place. “And sweet too”, Phinks smirked. “You sure boss?”, a serious look on his face.

“Do with her as you please”, Chrollo coldly replied, “Our darling gets whatever she wants, but you’ll still get punished after this, Y/N”.

God, you hated it when he called you by your name. That meant he was being serious.

“I know”, you looked at the dark-haired man, “B-but can Phinks fuck me now?”. “Tsk”, you could feel Feitan’s nails pressing into your soft flesh, “Impatient brat”.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart”, Phinks dropped his pants to the ground, “I’ve been thinking about this ever since I saw you in that short nightgown”. “P-please”, you looked at the blonde.

He was big. Bigger than Chrollo or Fei. For a second you were scared it was too big.

“Ssh”, Phinks cupped your cheek with one hand as he slowly pressed his tip against your entrance, “Y-you’re so tight, fuck. I can see why boss and Fei share you”.

“Wait until she comes”, Feitan glared at the blonde, “Bet you can’t keep yourself from coming once she does”.

“S-shit”, Phinks slowly thrust in and out of you, “Could come right now. She’s addicting”.

“Darling?”, Chrollo placed a small kiss on your temple as you tried to keep yourself from being too loud. “Tell him what you are. Talk to him like you talk to us”.

Talk? You couldn’t talk. You were a mess.

“F-feels so good, P-phinks”, your hands on his chest, “Y-you’re so big, s-so deep-“. “Shit”, Phinks grunted as he felt you clench around him. “Y-you can do whatever you want to me, Phinks. I’m y-your cumdump, your little toy-“. “No”, the blonde chuckled, “You’re divine, and right now, you’re my goddess”.

“Tsk”, Feitan scoffed. “Fei”, a threatening smile on Chrollo’s face. You knew this wasn’t how he expected it to go.

“I don’t care what you want to be. You’re nothing less than divine”, Phinks placed a kiss on your cheek, “Can you turn around for me?”. “H-hm”, you nodded as he pulled out. “F-fei? C-Chrollo?”, you looked at the two men who were still holding your legs.

“Hands and knees”, Chrollo stood up, “Fei and I are going to use that pretty mouth of yours, right Fei?”. “Hm”, Fei coldly nodded.

Within a minute, Phinks was thrusting in and out of you, while you tried your best to keep Fei and Chrollo happy.

“T-that’s right, darling”, Chrollo’s hand was wrapped in your hair, “Look at me while Phinks takes you”.

“S-She’s going to come”, Phinks chuckled, “Come for me, sweetheart. Show me how much you enjoy this”. “Don’t you dare stop”, Chrollo grabbed your jaw, “Keep sucking. I’m going to stuff your mouth while you’re coming”.

God, you never felt this good. You couldn’t think straight anymore. It felt as if the world around you disappeared.

“Good girl”, Phinks placed a sweet kiss on your shoulder. “S-shit”, Chrollo smirked, “Be nice and swallow”.

“Move”, Feitan signaled Chrollo, “Want to fuck her but guess Phinks get the honor to come inside her. I’ll fuck her later”.

F-feitan”, you tried to keep your head up, but Phinks felt too good. “Don’t worry, sweetheart, I got you”, the blonde wrapped his hand in your hair, lifting your head so Feitan could easily fuck your mouth.

“Good girl”, Phinks’ lips brushed over your ear, “You’re so good for letting Fei use you like that”.

“Darling?”, Chrollo smiled while putting his pants back on, “Make Fei finish. I want you to talk to Phinks”.

Right. You knew just what to do to make Fei come.

“F-fuck”, Feitan let his head fall back, “J-just like that”.

Two minutes was all that it took.

“So good”, Feitan brushed some strands of your hair from your face, “Now be good one more time, okay?”.

“Talk to him”, Chrollo handed Feitan his clothes, “He’ll come within minutes”.

But you didn’t want him to come. You were enjoying this way too much.

“P-Phinks? C-can I lay down on my back? I want to look at you”. “Whatever you want, sweetheart”.

You loved it. How sweet he was. How gently his hands wrapped around your waist, turning you on your back.

“K-kiss me”, you shyly asked, your hands wrapped around his arms. “Boss?”, Phinks kept his eyes locked with yours. “Whatever she wants”, Chrollo held his arm in front of Feitan, who was ready to punch his friend.

You weren’t used to this. To a kiss so gently and so sweet.

“Phinks?”, you looked at him with big eyes, “I-I want you to come for me, okay? Can you do that?”. “S-shit”, Phinks let his head rest on your shoulder, “Y-your voice. I’d do anything for you”. “I want you to come with me, Phinks. I want you to come inside me”. “I-Inside?”, Phinks’ eyes studied yours. “Please”, you loudly swallowed, trying to keep your orgasm away. “Don’t you want to know what it feels like to breed me?”, you gently stroked his cheek, “What it feels like to come inside me?”. “I-I’m going to-“. “Ssh, it’s okay. You can come. I’ll come with you. You want that? Want to feel me clench around you while you fill me up?”. “Fuck, you’re something else”, he crashed his lips against yours, his thrusts getting sloppier. “Ready, sweetheart?”. “R-ready”, you wrapped your arms around his neck, “I-I’m coming”. “S-shit, me too”.

Was this your best orgasm yet? You were a shaking mess.

“You okay?”, Phinks eyes studied yours. “N-never been better”, you smiled back.

“See?”, Chrollo helped you sit up straight as Phinks put his clothes back on, “Such a good girl”.

“F-fei?”, you searched the room. “You know him, darling. He gets a bit jealous sometimes. He’s going to need more attention than usual today”.

“Phinks?”, Chrollo looked at the blonde, “Try not to tell this to the others. I think three is more than enough to share her with”.

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The Spider & The Hound

a Chrollo x Hunter!FemReader Fic?

♰(Summary)☼

Takes place before the York New heist, where Chrollo is currently undercover in a nearby town. He has been acting the role of a civilian, priest that the town had gotten so obsessed with after their late priest had passed due to natural causes. Believing that Christopher Lucil is a saint at least that’s what the hidden leader calls himself. You had started opening the case of the Phantom Troupe backup. Due to new inspiration from your star pupil, Kurapika’s vengeful story. Now a Hound is on the limbs of the spider starting with its Head….

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Chapter 1 (Part I)

P.S., This is just a sudden idea I had popped into my mind. I might make chapter 1 since I already have more ideas for it. I barely see any badass readers with Chrollo. ♡ ︎

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rotten-pomegranate · 26 days

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hi! can i request reader escaping chrollo’s hold because she’s pregnant only for him to find her when the baby is a couple months old? how would they live their life out after that

thank you! 💝

Indeed

I just assumed the making of the baby was not by readers choice so extra warning for rape and also this is dark content

Warnings: mentions of potential abortion(very subtle), mentions of forced pregnancy, child endangerment, yandere

Not lying this is kinda ass I didn’t really have ideas for this one

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After one of your more hellish nights with Chrollo he had brought you your favourite foods a couple weeks later as if it would make up for forcing himself on you and to yours and his surprise you gagged

Him and you both just brush it off at first but then you start to get sick in the morning and he brings home a pregnancy test for you to take and your absolutely horrified when it’s positive

You knew you had to get out because he would just use the baby to threaten you, that he wouldn’t actually care for it at all

When you ran away you didn’t have anything until you found a small shack in the middle of nowhere that you got to fix up

You gave birth to a sweet baby girl all on your own in that same shack, and it was the most painful thing you did

You hoped things would stay like this forever, growing your own fruits and vegetables in your garden

Waking up hearing the squirrels playing in the trees, the quietness of the night without the hostel and bustle of the city

One night you had just put the baby down and noticed the crickets stoped chirping

That was weird but it was probably just a bear that made them quiet like that

When you woke up the next morning and went to get your darling girl she was gone

You where panicking when you ran out of the house only to hit a hard chest

You recognized his shoes before you even looked up

No, no, no, no, no, this couldn’t happen, he found you, your biggest tormentor found you

He grabs you rougher then he ever has before

When he was pulling you out of the woods and to a car you seen your little girl sitting in a crapy car seat, at least she was safe

You seen some troupe members waiting, luckily it was Pakunoda sitting with your little sweetheart, you knew she was a bad person but she was nice and gentle on the outside

The went to different cars when you and chrollo emerged from the growth

He doesn’t talk the whole way going back to the city and to an old but nice house

Once inside with you and the baby he explains how things are gonna be, how your to keep quiet and raise the baby as you where doing before just this time without freedom

You and the baby will both have personal doctors that are both women

And your going on birth control

As for life it is as it was before, frustrating and hard when it came to Chrollo

He holds your privilege of seeing you baby over your head at every change that came along

When the child is old enough to stand up against him he’s probably gonna sell her into slavery whether you’ve been good or not

He might threaten her with physical harm if you start acting out again

He’s one of the worst people to have a baby with honestly