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Spiders, why did always have to be fucking spiders... It was the foulest thing Kurapika had seen in his life.
Pike's body was wrinkled with age, disfigured, deformed. Extra flesh had formed him into the likeness of a spider with four arms, four legs, and an enlarged abdomen capable of producing webbing. His skin, every inch of it, emitted the stench of death, suffocating Kurapika from proximity.
Pike's anus twitched and Kurapika couldn't look away. All the eye bleach in the world couldn't fix this, but he needed to see it since it was the most reliable tell for Pike's attacks.
Choked down his urge to vomit as the battle continued, Kurapika made a horrid mistake. He looked away.
With a squishy, wet sound sticky webbing shot out of Pike's rear ensnaring Kurapika.
Pike grinned; a face-splittingly awful expression. "Hehe, Now I've got you little pretty. You'll never escape my Love Shower."
There's no escaping it.
Heavy rasping breaths filled Kurapika with dread as he watched Pike draw near. Each footstep sent a shiver down his spine at the slight sound of the eight feet going scuttle-scuttle-scuttle.
"My, your such a pretty one! Maybe, I won't hand you over to Zanzan if you give me a kiss."
Mouth completely dry, red eyes burned back at Pike. Awful. Debasing. Humiliating. He'd never felt more disgusted than when their lips met.
"Let go of me," Kurapika said in a low growl as their lips parted. Placing his hand against the top of his sticky cage he tried to yank himself up and away from Pike to no avail. Instead, his hands became useless and entangled.
"No."
"If you don't let go of me, you'll be sorry," Kurapika's voice was soft and threatening, but his lithe frame was no match for the physical strength of Pike's web.
"Oh, and what are you going to do? Glare me to death?" Pike taunted him.
"You son of a bitch!" He spat as he struggled to pull his hands free.
"Keep your voice down. You're going to attract the others and then I'll have to give you to Zanzan."
"Make me!" He sneered back at Pike. "What's wrong Spidey? Can't control me? Can't keep me quiet? It must really bug the hell out of you that you can't get me to do what you want! Well, get used to it! You have no idea who your messing with…"
Pike smashed his lips hard against Kurapika's instantly silencing him. He had no clue why Kurapika's temper had lit him up, but it stirred wondrous things inside of him. His whole body tingled like bursts of electricity were running through him as a result of the look in those angry red eyes.
Kurapika began to fight him, but he the most he could do was slightly twist his body left and right in a vain wiggling attempt to dodge, his wrists were trapped in a death hold and Pike lips firmly pressed against his. He squirmed against Pike, trying his best not to surrender to the pressure of his mouth, concentrating on his rage…the fury he was feeling deep within, but that only added to the desire building between his legs.
Hot and slimy, Pike flicked the tip of his tongue against Kurapika's lips, but he refused to part them.
Grabbing Kurapika's chin, Pike forced him to look into his eyes. "Open up your mouth," he demanded.
Kurapika jerked his head out of his hand.
"I said, open up." There was a look of purpose in his eyes, but Kurapika was not giving in. "Now," he ordered.
"Fuck you."
"My thoughts exactly."
Face twisting in disgust, Kurapika gave his head one hard shake, refusing him entry to his lips.
Grasping Kurapika's hair, Pike pulled him forward. "Fine, we'll do this the hard way then."
Mouth opening in surprise at the sudden force, Kurapika yelped.
Pike immediately plunged his tongue deep into Kurapika's mouth and ground his hips into him. The bristles of his spider-like abdomen rubbed against Kurapika's lower stomach, thighs, and crotch providing a source of friction that left Kurapika's skin crawling. He needed more, but he also wanted to get as far away as humanly possible.
Kurapika was pushed his tongue against Pike's, forcing it out of his mouth. There was only one way left to fight back and damn it he was going to win. This was a battle between their mouths.
A moan escaped Pike as Kurapika dominated the kiss. The combination of Kurapika's persistent kiss and the pressure of his erection against his abdomen was thrilling, erotic. Two of his hands slid along Kurapika's chest. Finding the clasps, he peeled off the top of his traditional robe. Finding what was more or less a shirt underneath, he had to use a bit more force to rip the clothing off.
A flash of panic shot through Kurapika's eyes before they burned even brighter. Defiance in his tone, Kurapika said, "You have one last chance. Let me go this instant or I will kill you, I swear it."
Leaning close Pike licked along the sweet, sweating, shivering skin. He ran his tongue along the crook of Kurapika's neck, danced his fingertips down his ribcage…up, down and stopping around his hips. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of Kurapika's pants and skirt. With a tug, they slid down revealing a lacy red thong. The red was striking against his pale skin and it matched perfectly with his eyes. "Beautiful."
Standing there, ensnare, helpless with his bulge on display, it was humiliating. Kurapika took several shaky, deep breaths.
Pike pressed his lips against Kurapika's ear, "Say you want me to suck your dick." He felt a tremor run through the hot skin beneath his hand as the words came out.
"I want you to suck my dick, bastard."
Satisfied, Pike chuckled and slapped a hand against Kurapika's ass. "Now there's a good boy."
Quickly untying the slender knots that stood between him and his prize, Pike freed Kurapika from his thong. Taking the engorged length into his mouth, he twirled his tongue around the mushroom-like head in a circle. He flicked the tip of it with his tongue.
Barely recognizing his own voice, Kurapika gave a low hiss as he said, "fuck."
Opening his mouth, Pike blew a puff of air out onto Kurapika. A sloppy kiss was placed onto the tip before Pike moved away from it. His hand wrapped around the length, sliding up and down the slick velveting skin before squeezing. He stroked him harshly and Kurapika bite his tongue to hold back a moan as a jolt of lust shot through him.
Stopping, Pike curled up to lift his abdomen closer to Kurapika. He guided Kurapika's swelling erection inside.
It was warm, wet, and wrong.
Not expecting the new sensation, Kurapika bucked against him. His breath came out in short little huffs as he thrust his hips in and out. Grunts, groans, and curses flew from his mouth as he moved with a harsh animalistic pace. Rabid and wild, he unleashed upon Pike the fervor that he'd never felt before. He was pulsing and panting. It wasn't long before the hot tunnel he'd been pushing himself into began to quiver and contract around him. A low grunt followed by a choking gasp signified the end as he went boneless, his hips occasionally twitching he he released every last bit into Pike.
The webbing vanished.
He fell onto all fours and vomited at a violent pace, hard and fast - just like their fucking. He choked on some of it.
Arms, hard from being an exoskeleton rather than skin, encircled him and picked him up. "Yes, yes, I'm is definitely keeping you for myself."
Flung limply over the Spiders back, Kurapika cursed as he was dragged deeper into the Ant's layer unsure if he would ever see the outside again.