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It had been a stressful Friday, but thankfully it meant the beginning of the weekend, the only days i allowed myself to get absolutely blasted without any consequences.
Well, maybe some consequences this time.
I had completely forgotten about him. My mind lost in the haze of lovely smoke, my comfy bed and the chatter from the tv.
Pierrot. The silent clown that has been hovering over me for a few days now– something i should have been worried about, but was too touch starved and flattered by his words that i couldn't find it in me to care.
Like i cared at this very moment either.
The balcony door slid open, the sound alone taking me a second to register. My body jerked upwards before i let myself fall back down, the instinct to hide the pipe and grinder on my nightstand still ingrained in my very soul– but Pierrot very clearly didnt care, he's already seen my bong and my assortment of colorful pipes many times before.
Although, I've never been high around him before.
He stopped for a second, his head held high while he clearly sniffed the air, the smell of incense that was supposed to filter out the smell of weed not working at all on Pierrot. We had already established that he wasnt human, it really shouldn't have suprised me.
But it did, of course it did. I was supposed to be on another planet by now, but i was brought back to reality by the creeping feeling of shame, threatening to ruin my moment of true peace and quiet.
"Im sorry my dear- i didnt mean to disturb you! I can leave if you'd like..."
When he stepped closer to the door my heart sank, making me sit up fully almost in panic. Why was i panicking exactly?
"Noooo dont go-! C'mere, pretty please?" I barely even recognized my own voice, coming out in differing registers that sounded completely different from one another.
First high pitched and whining, then deep and growling, ending in something sweet and silky.
Just a chimera of noise that had Pierrot almost stumbling closer, like a sailor following a sirens call.
I usually hated touching people, any sort of contact lingering after like i was scorched by their touch– so i couldn't even describe why i want to touch him right now.
His warmth, the pressure, that smell of sweet rose, faint copper, warm animal fur- his everything
I almost fall out of bed as i try to reach for him, unconscious giggles leaving me as i grab at his costume, pulling him down to lay next to me. He yelped, confused by my behavior–maybe even a little concerned– till i buried my face in his collar, inhaling his scent making his entire body shiver and shake.
This time that tinge of copper was more prevalent, followed by something sweeter than rose and the slightest amount of sweat.
That was suprising. Weirdly enough, monsters seemingly didnt stink like humans did. they either smelt like blood, something strong and floral or nothing at all.
The only member of the troupe that even remotely smelled bad was Doctor, but still, the smell of viscera was covered up with dragons blood, latex and rubbing alcohol.
And wasn't even close to the salt of sweat.
"My love- what has gotten into you?" Excited giggles left him, moving my head carefully away from his neck, letting me lay my head in his palm with a satisfied hum.
"Weed- me! im into you..." i started with an honest answer till my brain was hijacked the moment it saw the opportunity for a joke. It still counted as an honest answer though.
He squirmed as my head moved from his hand just so i could lay my upper body against him. practically falling onto him, giving him no time to recover as i push off my knees to straddle him, laying on top of him limply.
It didnt matter, i weighed nothing to this guy. Just a hand full of grapes.
"Ah- you really?- mph- i-i cant- you-you're intoxicated" he was practically whining at this point, the way his legs fidgeted telling me all i needed to know.
At first i was looking for cuddles, but indulging him- this- felt so much more alluring.
"Its not like alcohol, I'll remember all the good parts laterrr..heh- allll the good partsss" i press my forehead against his, propping my hips up so the twitching of my hips didn't devolve into straight up humping.
"I-I dont kno-know...i dont want to take advantage of you" he whispered, laying a hand on the back of my neck, twirling a strand of hair around his finger.
"shut up i-ive wanted to jump your bones for so ffucking long, dude- you just seem so nervous about it mmm...mph...made me nervousss.. infectious emotions...why so nervous? are you too big?" i sucked in spit between my teeth, saliva gathering in my mouth like a rabid dog, my hand leaving him to wipe away what gathered at my lips till Pierrot intercepted.
There was a cracking sound before his tongue met my lips, barely even registering the odd color of it as i open my mouth, letting my spit drip onto his tongue before we meet in the middle, almost crashing into eachother.
His tongue almost fills my mouth, causing me to gag and pull away before diving back in. I lick at his tongue but quickly become bored, pulling away again to lick at the teeth of his mask, making him groan and scramble to grip my hips.
Just his hands being there felt like heaven, my hips struttering as i feel my own slick pass over my clit, every inch of my body fully aware and brimming with euphoria.
My senses lagged behind as he flipped me over, my hands frantically grabbing at him as he dipped between my legs, his large hands settling on the underside of my thighs.
"Yes yes yesss fuck- good good good- good boy"
Just his presence there made me throb, a whimper leaving me only to turn into something more animalistic as he pressed his mouth against my clothed heat. his hands tightened on my thighs, his eyes fluttering as they threaten to roll back.
"God- you're so wet-" he swallowed noisily before speaking, his voice a soft whimper that made me clench around nothing, soaking through my pajama pants by the way his eyes widened.
A little shock of embarrassment went straight to my stomach, my hands reaching for my waistband before he pushed my legs up against my chest, pushing more slick out of me and making me moan as the fabric pushed against my clit.
"Imma ruin the mattress.."
"Yes!- please do, we- we can always get a new one"
His warm breath fanned over my clit, making my entire body shake. my hands clawed at the sheets before making violent contact with his hat, making us both jump and gasp loudly.
There it was again. What i orginally gaslit myself into believing was the structure of his hat- was definitely not attached to the fabric around it. The impact jerked his head back, like whatever it was, was attached to his head.
"Sorry- take- take this off. Please- pretty please" i pinch at the fabric near the rim of his hat, really giving him no choice as i pull at it, his hands temporarily leaving my thighs to help me.
He looked nervous, even a little scared, making me feel guilty till every ounce of clarity was gone when i saw what was under that hat.
Horns. Three big horns that were reminiscent of the three tails of his hat.
I really should have taken it slow, should have let him show me at his own pace- not immediately grabbing them and practically using them as handles.
"Oh fuck- holy shit- yeah thats so- fffuck" i was bordering on incoherent, the rough feel of the keratin against my skin making me moan and pull him closer.
He didnt seem to mind though.
He almost squealed at the contact, letting out a laugh of what i can only assume was relief which translated info beautiful vibrations against my clit.
"You really- you like them?" He pulled away just enough to talk, huffing loudly.
"Yeah....fuck, dude- so fucking hot"
His claws stuck against the fabric of my pants, ripping them slightly in his frantic race for my waistband, peeling my pants off and tossing them behind him carelessly. If he couldn't get any hotter his tongue was quick to find my hole, poking and probing till he was eventually granted access.
My legs kicked outward, scaring him enough to try and pull away, but he was denied that possibility as i roughly pull him back in by the horns, making him growl and moan against me.
Then i got an amazing idea.
I pushed him back and pulled him back in, testing the waters. ive already push him when it came to his horns, id hate to do it again. Thankfully, by the way his eyes roll back and the low moan he let out, he enjoyed it too.
I tilted my hips upwards, lifting them slightly as i used him, growing in power in intensity with each moan that left him. I was quite literally dripping all over his face, audible wet slaps that were heard even over our combined moans only spurring me on.
His head veered to the side slightly as his legs fidget, moving his hips to buck against the bed to match my thrusts.
Just the thought he was getting off on this got me closer and closer to the edge, his moans rising in pitch while my fell. All air left my lungs, my hips falling back to the bed while my legs wrap around his head, pulling him down with me as i cum on his tongue.
A whine made me look down at him, the moment our eyes meet his eyes roll back, his hips thrashing as he moans loudly against me, cumming with his tongue still buried inside me.
After a while he pulled away, licking his lips before giving my clit a quick kiss goodbye.
"You okay-"
"Are you alright-"
We talk over eachother, making us both chuckle
"Yeah"
"Yep"
He was already leaning in when my arms wrapped around his head, pulling him in rub my teeth against the porcelain cheek of his mask
"That was so good- you're so good- imma eat you alivvve" my voice turns growly, almost goblin-esque as i nuzzle against him, alternating between peppering him in kisses and rubbing against him like a cat.
The adrenaline took some of the high with it, but the buzz was still there. Both working together to render me completely stupid.
His arms shook, giving up on hovering above me by flopping to one side, bringing me with him.
"You're good, my love- even better than good, everything" he curled around me, holding me like i was delicate, going to crack and crumble at any amount of pressure. He pressed his head against my shoulder, his jaws tracing the mark he left on the junction between my shoulder and neck.
My high fucked out mind couldn't even fathom why i was ever opposed to such a thing- him marking me as his was so unbelievably hot.
I wrapped my arms and legs around him the best i could, shoving my face against his ruffled collar. It felt so peaceful. the buzz of the high settling back in ever so slightly, making it feel like i was drifting through clouds, when i knew i was just in Pierrot's warm embrace.
Heaven
I think...
I didnt even realize i had fallen asleep till i woke up later.
My body cleaned, my bed made but no Pierrot.
The only evidence of anything was the lingering smell of rose and my very clearly missing pajama pants.