Warden

The air smelled sweet, you noted, clutching a red ticket in hand as you looked down at your watch. You had some time before Pierrot's show so why not check out some of the other attractions. Taking a few steps into the circus, you're stopped by a pink dressed fool who grips your wrist tightly.

“Jester would like to see you…”, the fool spoke softly before taking off in the direction of Jester's tent, leaving you struggling to keep up so they wouldn't drag you. Finally the fool finally lets you go once you reach what must be Jester’s private tent, blocking the entrance behind you leaving you no choice but to go inside. 

Inside you find Jester sitting on a plush chair reading a book. “You wanted to see me…?”, you unconsciously straightened your poster, unable to help feeling nervous. You could never really read him, the few times you met him beforehand always left you with the slight impression that he didn't exactly like you. Slowly he placed a bookmark and set his book aside before looking up at you.

“Come here.”, he commanded, hooking a finger in your direction. You obeyed, making your way to stand right in front of him. “Sit.”, he pointed down at his lap. You swallowed hard but obeyed knowing better than to argue. “Hmm…”, he hummed approvingly, lacing his fingers in your hair in a tight grip.

“Pierrot and Harlequin have had quite the uptake in their fighting lately, I believe you might have something to do with that?”, he asked though he already knew the answer. “I didn't mean to cause trouble.”, you stammered wincing as he gives your hair a tug. “Oh but you have…Now, show me what has caused all this ruckus.”, he guides your face closer by your hair. 

“Show me.” he commands at your hesitation.

You finally press a kiss to his jaw before he guides you to another spot, controlling where you place each kiss on his face until he’s satisfied, finally allowing you to pull back his grip, loosening to gently run through your hair. “Hmm…I think I can understand now that was rather…Pleasant.", he admits his other hand is going to rest on his chin as he thinks.

“Well I can't just allow their misbehavior to go on, especially in public…” he gives a sharp tug to your hair pulling your head back. “I guess I'll just have to keep you here to keep them in line.”

“Wha-”, your cut off as he shoves something sweet inside your mouth before covering it with his hand.

“Swallow.”

Harlequin had been acting…Odd, lately. It seemed he was everywhere you looked, his teasing picking up a notch as he practically tailed you like a cat demanding your attention which wouldn't have been too much different from his normal behavior except the fact he was obviously wanting something with you catching him multiple times staring at you lips pursed like he was about to ask something but each time you asked he quickly looked away and made some excuse-

Your thoughts were cut off by the sound of a metal screech sitting up from your bed. You cautiously approach the balcony finding a mischievous green clad figure perched up with his sharp claws nails hovering over the railing scratch marks imprinted on the metal.

“Was that you?”, you asked accusingly, crossing your arms you leaned against the doorframe.

“Possibly~”, Harlequin grinned.

“If my landlord bills me for that you're paying it.”, you said flatly.

“I didn't say it was me, besides I brought you a gift~”, he sauntered closer leaning down to be eye level before dangling a set of keys in front of your face. Your work keys. You had forgotten them at work again and where your boss was very lenient after the last time you had to call him to unlock the store for you, well, got a rather stern warning. “Oh, you're a life- well job saver.”, you take the keys from him while absent mindedly pressing a kiss to his jaw.

His grin tightened as he held the spot you just kissed. “Aww~ I save your job and only get one, while he just happens to show up and gets a face full?”, he attempts to tease not able to hide the jealousy clear in his tone. 

“Hmph, well I guess you do deserve a few more…”, you roll your eyes before you hold his face in either hand, hearing a hiss of surprise as you begin peppering his face with kisses. After nearly covering his entire face he pulls away his breathing heavy and his face bright red.

“Harl-!”, you barely got his name out of you mouth before he pulls you to his chest walking you back, stopping to draw the curtain before continuing to your bed pushing you down before crawling on top of you, shutting off your lamp leaving the room in total darkness you can feel him bury his face into your neck his body covering yours completely. 

For a long moment you both laid in silence before a prod at your side makes you jump. It stops before continuing, a smooth, rope like appendages slowly strokes along your left side while another comes to stroke your right. Your hands come up to rest on the back of his head before gently toying with the curls near the nape of his neck causing his breath to hitch. His appendages slip near the bottom of your shirt gently prodding as if asking permission, when you nod they slowly slip underneath trailing along your skin to wrap around your abdomen and up your back before encircling your neck, carefully they moved and tightened like a strange kind of massage that had your eyes fluttering, struggling to stay awake.

As you began to doze a breeze from the open balcony allowed a sliver of moonlight to sneak in allowing you to catch a rare glimpse of the real Harlequin.