A/N: Drabble. 100 words. No more, no less.
Warnings: Mild sexual content.
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It was hard to keep focus, to stay in control, as much as he wanted to, but it was pushing his limits. He couldn't concentrate in the middle of all these sensations, could barely keep track of what his hands were doing, where his mouth was and where exactly Hijiri's hands were. Hisoka wanted to be in control of this; more than he had ever wanted anything. But before long he'd realised that it wasn't meant to happen. The sensations, the feelings; the entire situation was too much. Overwhelmed, he lost balance, and fell.
Hijiri was there to catch him.