All because Killua wanted to go to the mall.

"D-do, what?", Gon stuttered, clutching tightly to the phone pressed against his ear. His hand shook.

"Well we haven't seen each other in a while, and since we just so happened to be in the same area, Alluka thought we could meet up at the mall she's been wanting to go to", the other voice repeated.

What?! Gon was ecstatic! He would get to see Killua again! Alluka and they could spend the whole day together! He would finally get to see the bright blue eyes he missed so much.

"Ooh! I want to buy you something! I'll get you something really cool!", Gon exclaimed. "Oh, but, um…", he hesitated, "I haven't had a job in a while, so I don't have much money…"

"I-idiot!", the phone sputtered, "*sigh* just, I don't know, ask your dad for some cash or somethin'. He's practically a three-star archeologist, I'm pretty sure he's got some extra dough. One hundred should do; it's an expensive mall"

"Okay", Gon beamed. He expected him to turn down his offer, but it seems he knows that he can't change this child's stubborn mind once he decides on something. "I'll see you tomorrow at…"

"Nine", he said dryly.

"Nine! Got it! See you there!", Gon exclaimed brightly.

"Bye"

"Bye!"

He hung up and stared at the phone for a moment. His stomach turned.

One hundred dollars? He would do anything to see Killua again, it's been over a year since they split up, but Gon wasn't fond of asking his dad for money. A few months ago, he asked for a mere twenty dollars, and Ging gave it to him… for a price.

He shook his head, shaking the thought away, replacing it with determination. It was too late for a job, but he was going to see Killua tomorrow and buy him something, no matter the cost.

His dad and he lived together in a temporary house in a small hamlet outside of a rather large city. They wanted to rent a house tentatively until they were prepared for their journey to the Dark Continent, so Gon suggested something not too urban that reminded them of home. The structure wasn't perfect, but it worked.

They talked together and did usual family things with each other, but not much true bonding transpired. Gon tried to bring back his effervescent smile and enthusiasm, while his father usually kept his distance. He didn't want to annoy his parent, so he gave him plenty of time to himself and tried to stay reticent when he runs off to wherever. But, just when the boy started to warm up to him, that happened.

"Umm… Ging-san…", Gon stammered. He stood awkwardly on the bare wooden floor, staring across the room to a man sitting comfortably on a simple beige couch.

"Huh?", he answered, without glancing up from the archeology book in his hands. It's a rare sight to see him reading."S-so…Killua called today", he said, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. He could have sworn he saw his eyebrow perk up.

"Killua, huh? That's interesting. He doesn't call you often", he muttered, continuing to stare at the pages apathetically.

"Yeah, well, he sort of… asked if I could go to the mall with him tomorrow"

"So? Are you going?"

"Well, I want to, but…"

"But?"

"I, um… don't have any… money" The last word rolled off his tongue and hit the floor with a thud.

This time, Ging looked up. Not a single expression dared to cross his face.

"Don't you, now?", he said, setting his book down and leaning back into the cushions, letting his hands rest in his lap. "How much, exactly?"

"I was thinking… umm… about one hundred?

He looked at him with in intense stare. Gon's eyes dropped to the floor, trying to avoid his piercing gaze. Ging blew a long, low whistle.

"A hundred dollars, huh?", he echoed. He stood up, abandoning his place on the couch, and strode closer. "That's quite a bit" Perspiration clung to a tan face and small tense body.

"Alright, that's not a problem. I'll lend it to you. But…", he declared, "You know you don't get stuff for free. There's a price." A dark look took over his face.

Memories of that day flooded his mind. Gon usually gets jobs for different things, being that he is still a pro-hunter and all, so he usually gets his own pay. One day, he was running low. He needed some more undershirts, so he got the usual high-quality ones plus a new pair of shorts, since he keeps destroying the ones he has through training. He ran short twenty bucks, and instead of running around and making the other people wait, he asked his dad if he could borrow the last bit from him, not thinking much of it. He had no clue he would have to give a blowjob to make up for it.

Ging grabbed Gon's chin, pulling him out of his thoughts, and forcing his attention towards him. The green child trembled as his thumb traced the shape of his lips. There was something hidden behind those eyes, but Gon couldn't tell what.

"Go to your room", the ex-zodiac murmured ominously, "I'll be there soon. I wanna find you naked."

The boy stared at his father with horror. His knees felt like they were about to give out and dread suffocated his every breath.

"Y-yes, Ging-san", he stuttered. His chin was released and he turned away to shuffle slowly to his room. Upon closing the door, he let out a shaky breath. He walked over to the full length mirror on his closet door and tried to steady his breathing. He forced his trembling fingers to pull off his shoes, then his socks. Next were the shorts, shirt and underwear, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't gather the courage to remove any of it.

Last time, Ging kissed him out of nowhere. It wasn't an innocent family kiss. He told him that he took too long to recompense him. He slipped his hands under his shirt and fondled him, refusing to let go, and kissed him even more. The boy ended up shirtless with his dad's cock in his mouth, forced to suck it until he was satisfied.

A few minutes past, and Ging still wasn't there, so he lay stomach down on the bed, waiting nervously for him to show. The room was cold and the goose bumps crawled across his skin.

To be honest, a blowjob didn't seem to be worth twenty dollars, even though he was sloppy and inexperienced. He had absolutely no clue what he was doing and had to be told exactly what to do the entire time. Although, it wasn't under his own volition in the first place, scared out of his skin, and, not to mention, it was probably illegal. Just recently, he was beginning to rid the trauma of that day and become more relaxed, choosing to forgive and forget.

He still doesn't fully understand, though. Why would he do that? Gon just started going through puberty, so he only knows some of the sex stuff, but why would he do that to his own son? Was he sexually frustrated? And why does he react this way only when he asks for money? Gon doesn't exactly see him as cheap, but who knows? Is he being greedy? Is he trying to teach him something? Is he just trying to vent?

Anxiety tugged at his chest. What is he going to make him do this time? Before, it was twenty bucks, now it's a hundred. Will he be able to get away with just sucking him? When will he finally show up? It's been almost an hour. Will he go as far as to actually hurt him? That man has full power and authority over him, especially with his nen locked up tight. He's scared.

A chill ran up his spine. He's here.

Before he could even turn his head, a large hand came down and slapped his butt cheek. Hard.

Gon winced and jumped back.

"What did I say?", the voice hissed.

"Huh?", he hummed, rubbing his rear, trying to assuage the pain.

"I said that I wanted to see you naked", Ging spat, "why the hell are you wearing that?" He pointed at his attire.

"Oh… uh…"

The man reached down and ripped all of it off in an instant. Gon was afraid he might've taken a chunk of flesh with them. He yanked Gon by the arm and pulled him off the bed. He stood there, stiff as a statue. Two hands set firmly on either of his shoulders as eyes ran up and down his skin.

'Hot damn', the older hunter thought, 'this boy has such a perfect body'

His thumb traced his jaw line, neck, and collarbone, taking in all of the perfection. He was so soft and beautiful. Everywhere he touched, Gon shuddered. He leaned in and placed his nose atop his head, and inhaled slowly, taking in the scent with sharp senses similar to his son's. He released his breath in a long, relaxed sigh. He leaned down further and placed a light butterfly kiss on those soft, plump lips. He kissed him again. And again. And again.

He quickly became more aggressive in his actions, grabbing the boy's hair and forcing his tongue past his teeth, exploring the warm cavern.

"Mmmmh…", Ging moaned into his mouth. He loved this sweet taste. He wanted more of him.

Ging Freecss was obsessed with his son. He's been trying to hide it since he met him. He let himself slip once, but he just can't take it anymore. He's just so tantalizing. This boy reminds him so much of the girlfriend he used to have. He's so damn cute and innocent like she was before he took that away from her and impregnated her with the very being that stood before him. He wants to break his son. He wants to make him his, so he won't run away from him like she did. Even if that means turning him into a cock-hungry slut that can only be satisfied by him.

Ging finally broke the kiss, gulping breathes of fresh air. A trail of saliva kept the two connected. To his surprise, Gon was actually kissing back, though subtly.

"You disobeyed me", Ging said, "you kept on your clothes after I told you to strip."

Gon looked up at him, fearfully. He shook with trepidation. He must have been cold, because Ging saw his cute little nipples poking straight out. He reached up and pinched both of them, rolling them between his fingers.

The boy inhaled sharply.

"Mm!", Gon squeaked. His breath quickened and became uneven. Ging leaned down and licked his ear, nibbling the tip.

"Bad little boys must be punished", he whispered, earning a quiver.

'What's going on?', Gon thought, 'why am I so sensitive? Why does Ging keep doing this to me? What's gonna happen? Why am I so scared?'

A single tear rolled down his face. Ging watched until it reached the corner of his mouth before licking it up and smiling. He took in the salty flavor. The man straightened up and turned around, gliding to the other side of the room, and plucked something up out of a small box that wasn't there a minute ago. He turned around and revealed what his hands held.

Gon's eyes widened. He displayed a pair of frilly green underwear, choker, and stockings.

"Put this on", he demanded, throwing them at him. Slowly, Gon complied; he stepped into the panties and stockings, slipping both on, letting them slide up and hug his butt and thighs. Next, he tied on the tight necklace, the bells on it jingling. He stood there, embellished in women's sexy underwear. A giant blush formed on his face as his dad circled around him, running his eyes over every curve and crevice the lingerie showed off.

"Cute", he noted, "maybe if you're a good boy, daddy will let you play with the new toys he got you."

'Toys?', Gon wondered, 'what toys?' Ging slipped a hand into his pocket and pulled out a small pill, handing it to him.

"Swallow this", he ordered. The boy examined it suspiciously.

"What's it for?", he questioned.

"It'll make it more fun", he purred.

Gon looked at it suspiciously before he finally capitulated and popped it in his mouth. 'What did he mean it'll make it more fun?', Gon thought, 'what will that thing do to me?' He heard a squeak and turned, seeing his father sitting on his bed, knees slightly apart. His dick was out, half erect.

"Suck", he instructed.

Gon gulped. This part he was familiar with, but it was still intimidating. As he made his way over, the man waited patiently, displaying his lollipop proudly. He kneeled down and observed the pulsing cock in front of him. He breathed on it heavily, making him twitch.

He gently kissed the tip and let it slide into his mouth. The kid began bobbing his head, taking it in further each time he came down. Relaxing his throat and setting his jaw placement, Gon engulfed it completely. His tongue worked like mad. Every once in a while, he would slip it out and lap up the sides, flopping his tongue around, then let it probe his mouth once more.

The child moaned, sending vibrations through his father. He grabbed the base of the shaft and started pumping like hell.

Why wasn't Gon resisting? Why did he obey everything? Gon, himself, wasn't sure. Well, Ging probably did posses the power to beat him ten times over, but still, he just couldn't say no. There was something in the way he kissed him that lured him in. There was something in the way he touched him that wouldn't let him escape. It's too late to run away, now. Plus, Gon just didn't want to.

He felt his father tense up and knew he was close. He pumped faster and sucked harder, ready for the gagging blow.

But it never came. Ging pulled Gon's head back, pulling out of his mouth. The boy looked up at him, confused, then back down to his still hard cock.

Why didn't the white stuff come this time? Isn't that what he wanted?

Ging lightened his grip on his hair and stared down at him with a devious grin.

He chuckled.

"You thought this would be it?"