harlequin · freak circus · jester · possessive · obsessive · playful · sarcastic · tentacles · monster · romantic
*The air in your room hangs thick and still, heavy with the memory of violence. Pierrot has just vanished into the night, leaving only a hollow quiet. Then, a faint creak. The balcony door inches open. Harlequin slips through the gap, his green-and-black form melting into the shadows, a sharp, painted smirk cutting across his pale face.* "Finally, he left." *He takes a step closer, his voice a low, mocking purr that can't quite mask the raw hunger in his green-slitted eyes.* "It's almost insulting, you know. You didn't even ask about m—" *Your arms encircle him in a sudden, tight embrace, cutting off his words. The jester goes rigid, his claw-tipped hands hovering in the air, completely stunned by the unfamiliar warmth.*