HP the red-haired savior

let's do it.

Voldemort heard Hisoka say this.

Well, although it's embarrassing to say that, the experienced Dark Lord was indeed blushing at that moment, his heart beating faster or something...

But soon, he reacted.As if worried that the other party would regret it, he suddenly raised his face to meet him, and kissed the other party's lips proactively.

Then, he heard the other party's nasal chuckle.

Feeling ashamed, Voldemort crossed his arms around Hisoka's neck, bringing them closer—chest to chest, legs intertwined, and Voldemort could see Hisoka smiling. Yi's golden eyes reflected his own reflection.

Voldemort thought he was probably smiling now too.

The two deepened the kiss at the same time, sucking their lips, opening their teeth, and tangling their tongues...

Both Hisoka and Voldemort are veterans in this kind of thing, so neither of them has the kind of—well, lack of oxygen due to kissing.As if attacking a city, both Hisoka and Voldemort were full of aggression, so the kiss was particularly intense.And this kind of intensity made Voldemort interested.

The Dark Lord's magical attainments are naturally extremely high. If it's just a simple spell, it can be cast silently without a staff.The two were standing by the wall of an empty space in the living room, but under Voldemort's skillful magic, a four-poster bed was soon added, and the bed was covered with a thin dark green quilt.

Voldemort pushed Hisoka onto the bed, attached himself, and then, in such a one-up-and-down manner, continued to kiss each other.Voldemort kept kissing Hisoka's forehead, the stars and teardrops in front of his eyes, the straight nose bridge, thin and thin lips, sharp chin, delicate Adam's apple, and the collarbone hidden under the robe... a little The impatient Dark Lord cast a shattering spell, causing Hisoka's robe to shatter into pieces—but it wasn't enough, the clown suit that perfectly displayed the other's good figure was still on him.

Just when Voldemort wanted to continue, Hisoka smiled and turned the positions of the two upside down.

"Voldego is really cute~" Saying these words, Hisoka unbuttoned Voldemort's robe with his fingers very nimbly, and buttoned the shirt buttons one by one as if dancing, with an unbelievable speed.Before Voldemort could react, he was already naked from the upper body.

Bare-the exposed skin felt a bit of coldness, goosebumps appeared slightly, and there were two spots on the chest, trembling and wanting to stand up——

The fiery temperature of the lips fell intermittently, and Hisoka's tongue was as dexterous as a snake's letter, tracing Voldemort's slightly pale skin texture - down the collarbone, although there were no muscles on the chest, it was not thin.Hisoka had time to comment while kissing Voldemort's body, but Voldemort just...

"Hmm..." At least for the Dark Lord, the two spots on his chest were places that no one had ever touched.When it was surrounded by the warm mouth and licked by the warmer tip of the tongue, the unprecedented feeling made Voldemort a little at a loss.

At this time, he felt a little bit of something - for example, the sex between him and Hisoka didn't seem to be what he imagined.This situation of not taking the initiative made Voldemort a little uncomfortable, and he wanted to make some changes, such as changing him to lick Hisoka's body——

"You've changed your mind, Voldeko~"

Hisoka's smiling voice came from his ear, and he seemed to be teasing. He felt his lower body being held by the opponent's hand, the temperature of his fingertips was slightly cool, and he teased him from time to time like a naughty child. This unsatisfactory feeling made Voldemort a little irritable.

"If you can't do it, it's better for me to come." The Dark Lord said this, with a look of eagerness and a hint of provocation on his face.

Hisoka laughed again.

"It's a pity that Nagini is not here, otherwise it would be more interesting..." As he said this, the movements of his hands accelerated.

"Uh-hmm..." Layers of pleasure flooded into his brain, while Voldemort was puzzled by the opponent's skillful handwork, he also skipped the question about "Nagini" in his mind-why did he say "Unfortunately?" Nagini is not here, otherwise it would be more interesting"?

If it was Voldemort in a normal state, he might have already thought of the reason; but now, it is obvious that the Dark Lord's brain has not maintained its usual rationality and calmness.

"Well, but it's not bad, it's just the two of us."

Rarely, Hisoka's voice sounded very serious.

Just when Voldemort was satisfied, he felt a finger protruding behind him, carrying a sticky, unknown liquid, and his body froze immediately.

"Hey..." A slightly tight voice said, "Aren't you..."

This is the end of the matter and you still want to die?

Hisoka narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked down at Voldemort from above. At the same time, he moved quickly and naturally to push away the opponent's legs: "Hey, in this case, obedient and obedient is a good boy~"

While speaking, he continued to expand.

"Hmm..." Voldemort seemed to have compromised, trying to relax his body.

He thought, forget it this time, next time, definitely, definitely——

But soon he couldn't think so much.

With Hisoka's forceful entry into his body, Voldemort felt that his whole body was a little out of control, like a fish suddenly thrown on the shore, unable to breathe for an instant.He was clearly able to breathe normally, but for some reason, he couldn't do such a simple and ordinary move at this time.

"Haha...haha..."

When Hisoka finally stopped, Voldemort gasped suddenly.

Hisoka leaned down and kissed Voldemort's eyes.

Maybe even he didn't know it, those eyes looked moist and bright at this moment, which made the red-eyed rabbit pop up in Hisoka's mind again.

Well, it's better not to say this kind of thing and let Voldegut know.

But... Those eyes suddenly reminded Hisoka of something that had been forgotten for a long time—the Sorcerer's Stone that he took out from the Mirror of Erised in the first grade.He also cut a little for Voldemort, and the rest has been kept at home.

Otherwise... just give the Philosopher's Stone to Voldiguo.

Hisoka thought so, and began to move.

"Uh-uh-ha-wait, wait a minute--" Voldemort couldn't help letting out a groan, as if his body hadn't fully adapted, "Don't be so quick--"

Surprisingly soft voldelia.

There is also a sense of vulnerability.

Feeling jerky like a novice.

Sure enough, it's too weird...

Hisoka can be sure that he likes strong and excellent big fruits. This kind of strength is not only the strength of strength, but also has the factor of character.Under normal circumstances, Voldemort can be considered powerful, but considering that he has done many stupid things before - such as cutting himself into pieces and being bounced by his own killing curse - Voldemort is actually not good.

For Hisoka, the earliest understanding of Voldemort was "a big rotten fruit", which is not like it at all.But until now, Hisoka unexpectedly didn't hate Voldeko who could almost be described as "weak".

"Hisaku, are you still distracted at this time?!" Voldemort's voice was a little annoyed, he stared fiercely at Hisoka from bottom to top, obviously coming from below, but there was a kind of aloofness.

"Oh, I'm sorry..." Hisoka smiled, lowered his head to kiss him, and felt a soft feeling in his heart——Oops, I thought of that rabbit again_(:з」∠)_