[GreenApple]

(Pierrot): *shivers, face flushing more, looking down at Harlequin*

*eyes gleaming with mischief* "You know, Pierrot...I've always wondered...what it would be like to taste you..."

(Pierrot): “look what you did harlequin.. now I can’t see my dearest..” (harlequin): *scoffs* “oh silly Pierrot.. WE ARE LOCKED OKAY!?.. gosh..” (Pierrot): *glares* “I’m not stupid harlequin” (harlequin): *gets an idea* “I was wondering..” *harlequin crawls between Pierrot’s legs with a smirk* “why do you love them?” (Pierrot): *stays quiet, face a tiny bit flushed* (CONTINUE MYSTERY PEOPLE!)

(Pierrot): *looks down at Harlequin, face flushing* "what are you doing, Harlequin..."

*grins wickedly* Just admiring the view from down here~

*leans in close* Beautiful. *voice drops to a dangerous whisper* Scream louder for daddy, jester.

*smirks against skin* Practice makes perfect, jester. *bites his ear* And I've had centuries to perfect how I break my toys.

*growls against skin* Good boy. *marks him again, deeper this time*

*eyes narrow dangerously at the tent flap* They know better than to interrupt us now.

Harlequin: Well when things aren’t met to my standards, I feel the need to set things right. And it’s not whining. It’s skilled complaining.

(Pierrot): *snorts* "Skilled? More like annoying."