Ami stood with her eyes closed as her hand tingled. Inwardly she was desperately trying to keep herself under control, but the embarrassment was getting to her. Ami couldn't believe that she had just provoked such a beast; his lust for her has always been a huge elephant in the room. Of course, Ami felt the same way however, her feelings were never as potent. She's been drawn to his toxic, lustful, and manipulative personality since the moment she met him; there was just something so addicting to being in his presence, he made her feel alive. More alive than she had ever felt in her twenty-six years of living.
Though he wouldn't know she felt that way. During their years of partnership, boundaries had been crossed and repaved; it was normal for them to see each other naked, or to even share one room if need be, but they've never touched. Ami has made sure of that. Their partnership was mutually beneficial in the beginning, and even if she had grown romantic feelings towards him, she didn't want herself to become his distraction, or him hers. Their closeness has lasted through the years but Ami knew it was temporary; she believed everything in life was. She knew how the man looked at things, how he worked, and how his personality was intended to be; he was uncaring, vicious, and a thrill seeker. Someone that preferred to work, and live alone, but somehow the two of them coexisted; their partnership was something she treasured and protected, but she knew if it came down to it, they would kill each other on the spot. And it was for that very reason she had made it a point not to get romantically involved; Hisoka was a liar, a master of deception and she didn't have the heart to be played. However, even if the rational part of her mind was listing all of these negative aspects of her dear partner, the fun and adventurous side of her couldn't get the red blush of Hisoka's cheeks out of her head.
Sweat clung to her palms as images of Hisoka's shirtless body flashed through her memories; his muscled torso was one of her favorite areas to recall during her private playtimes. She has seen him naked, yes, but her eyes never wandered downward too much in those times; Ami believed that it would make her desire too much for her to bare; who wouldn't be affected if they saw exactly what they so desperately wanted to see. His pale soft skin and thick muscles were just enough to allow her a release if she so needed. But right now she wasn't so sure those thoughts would work for her anymore. The recalled feelings of Hisoka's almost unnatural amount of heat coming from his manhood was making her quiver in ways she hadn't thought possible. Ami knew she was so close to touching him, so close to taking his most vulnerable parts in her hand and having him at her mercy. The mere thought of his shuttering breath in her ears made her own intimate areas tingle. She squeezed her legs together as discreetly as possible before peeking one eye open to witness Hisoka's hungry stare; the look was enough to make her nipples ache from being restricted in her lace bra. Needless to say, Ami wasn't expecting him to give her such a hungry reaction, she wasn't sure if it was a positive or negative situation yet; but at the moment she didn't care. His stare made her feel powerful, sexy, and incredible.
Ami whole-heartedly believed he would either be indifferent about her touch, or he would step away from her; the possibility of his enjoyment and pleasure hadn't crossed her mind once. Her heart fluttered at the thought of him wanting her in return; she already knew he wanted her sexually, but it still made her somewhat happy to know she could reduce him to a shuttering mess with barely any effort. Ami's happy thoughts were cut short however when the bunker began locking down, it seems the beginning stages of the Hunter's exam were about to commence.
Looking around Ami noticed a strange man who appeared from behind a rising stone wall; she guessed he was the director for this stage of the exam. Pushing herself away from the wall, she ignored everyone as the mustached man spoke; she didn't much care for what he was saying, but she didn't want to begin this round by herself. Ami knew it was going to be a little awkward around Hisoka after her little stunt but she knew they could put it behind them to focus on the mission at hand. At least she hoped they could. Making her way over to her partner, she couldn't ignore the way he stared at her while everyone else was looking ahead; she felt like time stopped a little bit as they came closer.
Suddenly everyone began moving forward walking right through the small little gap between the two of them snapping Ami back to reality. Both Hisoka and Ami turned at the same time and began walking steadily beside each other. No words were exchanged, but the both of them couldn't help but sneak small peeks at each other as the pace picked up. Endurance and stamina were never an issue for the two partners, Ami had been professionally trained since she was old enough to walk; she was carrying out hits by the age of four. This trip was nothing.
Hours passed and the pace had picked up to a running standard; the group had been more than cut in half by the time they reached a tall set of stares. Ami glanced around, impressed to see that her brother was now traveling with one of the other children taking the exam. A small part of her was happy that Killua was finally able to make a friend, while the other was annoyed. She was annoyed because her second partner was her brother Illumi; a cold-hearted assassin who would very much frown upon their youngest brother's own partnership. Ami glanced at Hisoka and thought about the battle she had undergone in order to proceed with their closeness; she hoped that her family would be a little more lenient with young Killua, though she doubted it. Unconsciously she moved a little closer to the redhead as they both skipped two stairs at a time to reach the top.
Hisoka, of course, noticed her closeness immediately and scanned the crowd acknowledging the smaller numbers. He was bored, overly bored to have to run in this line for so long without something to do. His only source of amusement was the noticeable bouncing of Ami's breasts; it was a pastime of his to watch the lovely way her body moved. His senses were on hyperdrive since her little stunt; but there was one thing that kept running through his thoughts, one thing that could totally change everything depending on her answer. Hisoka didn't know when they would get the chance to be alone, but he knew that his self-control was slipping. If something didn't happen soon, it wouldn't matter who was around; he was going to have his way with her by finding out some answers.