HEYYYY LOVE!! could you write poly smut of Harlequin x mc x Pierrot pleasee 🥹?? your work is the best🌹🌹
HIII MY LOVE!!! thank you so much!! i absolutely CAN write greenapplemc >:3
sidenote: im done with finals yayyyy! made good grades hehe <3
WARNINGS: MDNI, smutttt, harlequin x mc x pierrot, harley x pierrot, , AFAB gender neutral reader, spitroasting, cunnulingus, dom top harley, subtop pierrot, sprinkle of puppy pierrot in there just bc, but its not mc doing it >:3, virgin pierrot, they make out while eiffel towering you, mc is tired dawg but they love thier boys, this is fairly harley x pierrot heavy you have been warned, praise ofc though its less than my usual, facefucking, biting, marking, umm if i missed anything lmk
WC: ~4.8k
Dealing with a monster boyfriend was hard. Dealing with two was harder. Dealing with two who couldn’t stand each other was nearly impossible.
The hardest part? Finding a way to involve both of them without one feeling left out or pissed off. Even things as simple as ordering takeout became a feud within minutes, Harlequin demanding something spicy while Pierrot begged for a little sweet treat, the whole ordeal ending with you making them pick up knocked over furniture and cleaning up anything they might have broken- and replacing it. Oh, and you still had to choose what to order. They’re lucky you loved them…
“Dear one, why don’t we just watch The Conjuring again? You seemed to enjoy that one!” Harlequin offered, trying to aid in the current crisis of not knowing what to watch.
As much as you enjoyed movie nights with your two lovers, they were always a chore to get started. “Because, it’s Pierrot’s turn to choose a genre, and he’s not in the mood for horror tonight,” you grumbled, shooting the Harlequin a look. He scoffed.
“That’s because he has terrible taste, dearest,” Harlequin responded, glancing at Pierrot in a way that could only be described as instigating. You heard Pierrot growl lowly next to you. You turned to him, placing a hand on his chest as you gazed up at him, trying to soothe him.
“Don’t worry honey, it’s your turn tonight,” you assured him. Pierrot tore his gaze from the green monster, focusing his attention on you as he blushed softly at the contact.
“Thank you, my dear,” Pierrot swooned softly, smiling as he looked down at you. “I was thinking we could watch a romantic comedy?” he suggested sweetly, his eyes lighting up as you clicked on the genre, pulling the list on the screen.
“Ooh, that one looks raunchy,” Harlequin purred excitedly as you clicked through the options. You rolled your eyes, but decided to entertain him, clicking on it to read the summary.
“That one doesn’t seem bad actually,” Pierrot murmured upon reading through the plot. Your eyes went wide with surprise. Were they actually getting along for once?
Always an opportunist, you hit play on the movie. “I think so too!” you chirped, more dramatically than you meant to. You didn’t even read over the plot; you were just excited that they weren’t immediately fighting like usual. Actually, you were pretty sure this was the first time they’d ever agreed on something.
You laid your upper body against Harlequin, feeling his arms rest over your shoulders as Pierrot rested on his tummy, his face smushed against your thighs as he laid lax over your legs. You knew your lower half would likely go numb halfway through the movie, but your sweet Pierrot was comfortable, so you didn’t mind.
The movie was ever so slightly boring, but Pierrot’s eyes were glued to the screen. You couldn’t speak for Harlequin, but he wasn’t instigating anything, so you assumed he was at least mildly entertained. Harlequin let one hand gently card through your hair in a rare gentle gesture, making you lean into his touch, closing your eyes at the warm feeling spreading through you.
Your gaze returned to the TV at the sound of soft whimpers. Warmth spread across your face as you saw the two main characters grinding on each other, taking off their clothes in a hurried frenzy. Harlequin chuckled behind you as you stiffened slightly against him. You turned your gaze down to Pierrot, your eyes widening as you caught him glowering up at you, his mask a bright pink as he panted softly.
“You ok, Pierrot?” you asked, voice high and timid. He nodded, raking his gaze over you as his hands shook lightly at their place on your hips.
Harlequin chuckled behind you. “Puppy’s first boner, huh? Really, dearest, you can’t rely on this one knowing how to please you if he gets this worked up over a simple movie,” he teased, running his hands down your torso, pawing at your waist as he spoke against your ear. Pierrot’s gaze snapped to Harlequin, shooting daggers as he glared at him.
“Be nice,” you grumbled, sighing. You knew the peace could only last for so long.
Both men ignored you. Harlequin laughed mockingly as Pierrot crawled forward, arms caging you in as he put his face close to Harlequins.
“I know my dear better than you do. I could make them feel better than you ever could,” Pierrot seethed lowly. You placed a hand on his chest, attempting to softly push him away. It didn’t work.
“Oh, sure you could. Tell me, do you even know where their clit is?” Harlequin asked. Pierrot blinked dumbly up at him.
“Um. Yes,” he responded simply. God, he was a terrible liar.
“Where?” Harlequin grinned, leaning forward to put his face right against Pierrot’s, attempting to intimidate him. You looked up, struggling to see Pierrot’s face to gauge his reaction. You didn’t need to, his growl sounding through the room as his claws dug into the couch beneath you. “Down, boy,” Harlequin chuckled. “You know, I’ve been thinking. Neither of us have had the chance to take our little angel yet, have we? I’ve been dying to hear how pretty they moan for us. Haven’t you?” he said lowly. Your eyes went wide.
“Don’t I get a say in this-” you started, being rudely silenced by Harlequin shoving one of his tentacles in your mouth. You huffed.
“O-of course I have,” Pierrot stammered. His gaze turned to you, looking down with dilated pupils. “I dream of making you feel good, my love. I want to make you feel so much pleasure you can’t take it anymore. I yearn to please you,” he sighed out, his pupils slowly morphing into hearts the longer he spoke.
“How romantic~” Harlequin cooed out. “Y’know, for once we have the same goal in mind! I think we could have some fun with that, don’t you?” he asked Pierrot. Pierrot was silent for a moment, clearly torn. Harlequin noticed his hesitation. You moaned softly as you felt the tentacle in your mouth roll against your tongue in a languid motion, your breath catching in your throat as it toyed just at the cusp of your gag reflex. The sound made Pierrot stiffen, drool beginning to trek down his mask as he panted.
“If it means bringing them pleasure…” Pierrot said. You gawked at him.
What the fuck was happening?
Pierrot slid off of you, and you squeaked as you felt yourself being picked up by Harlequin, who began to carry you to your room. You turned your head to the side, barely managing to spit out the appendage in your mouth. “Wh-what are we doing, guys?” you asked, instinctively arching away from a stray tentacle that wormed its way beneath your shirt.
“Just sit there and look pretty, dearest,” Harlequin cooed, sitting on the bed as he pulled you into his lap. “Now, Pierrot, I’ll teach you where they’re most sensitive. You just focus on making them feel good,” Harlequin called as Pierrot kneeled in front of you, his face hovering close to yours thanks to the height difference.
Pierrot scowled at him. “How would you know if you’ve never laid with them?” Pierrot asked skeptically. Harlequin snickered.
“Oh, so innocent, Pierrot. Humans tend to be much more similar to one another than monsters are, it’s not rocket science,” he teased, a tendril curling itself around the plush of your chest, making you shiver slightly.
Shooting Harlequin a doubting look, Pierrot leaned closer, drawing his gaze to yours as he gently cupped your face, pressing his forehead against yours. “So pretty, my love,” he whispered out, before pressing his lips against yours. You moaned softly, nipping softly at his lip to make him shiver. His tongue lolled inside, slowly rubbing against your own before wrapping around it. You whined, arching against Harlequin as Pierrot’s inhuman tongue filled your mouth.
“Aww, so sensitive, dear one. If I didn’t know better I’d say you were just as much of a virgin as Pierrot is!” Harlequin murmured against your ear, nibbling the shell of it as another moan tore through your throat. “Though, I suppose that wouldn’t be too far fetched, you’re always timid when I touch you~”
Pierrot growled as Harlequin kept talking. You opened your eyes, seeing his glaring at the green monster behind you. Harlequin just hummed, sliding a tendril under the waistband of your sleep pants, wrapping it around your thigh teasingly. Your head spun as you tried to focus on the actions of both monsters. Sure, you’d made out with both of them separately, but feeling the both of them pawing at you made you dizzy with the combined pleasure.
“Have you ever thought about tasting them, Pierrot?” Harlequin seethed out dangerously. Your stomach dropped as Pierrot’s eyes dilated, his gold pupils covering nearly all of the black in his eyes.
“Tasting them where?” He asked shakily, his hands gripping your thighs.
You felt the tendril slowly remove itself from your sleep pants, choosing instead to coil over your sopping cunt from over the fabric. It ground against you lightly, making you rock your hips against it with a soft whine. “You can figure it out, I’m sure,” Harlequin teased. Pierrot whimpered, drool dripping down his mask as he shakily lowered himself, nuzzling his face against the appendage separating him and your cunt.
“Let me have it, please. You smell so good, dear one. Please, let me bring you pleasure,” Pierrot moaned, drooling all over Harlequin’s tentacle.
Harlequin gave a soft moan as Pierrot looked up at the two of you, hands gripping at your thighs and pushing them apart. Harlequin moved his appendage to give Pierrot room, letting him lap at your pussy through the fabric of your pants. You groaned softly, arching your hips towards him.
“Pierrot, won’t you take off their clothes? I’ll guide you on how to touch them~” Harlequin purred enticingly, making the other monster whimper softly. Pierrot looked up at you as he sat up to be eye level, pouting at you needily.
“Is that alright, my love?” he whispered softly. You bit your lip, nodding. He wasted no time in pulling your shirt off of you, sucking soft marks into your collarbone as you moaned.
“Aww, such a good boy, Pierrot!” Harlequin praised mockingly. Pierrot growled softly.
“Not for you. Only for them,” he reminded softly, before tugging your sleep pants off of you. Once you were fully bare, Pierrot spread your thighs softly, Harlequin nipping the back of your neck as he watched the two of you.
“H-hey-!” you called out, feeling two tendrils loop under your knees, pulling your legs wide and keeping them there. Two more pulled at your arms, keeping them firmly by your sides and out of the way.
“Hush, dear one~” Harlequin purred, shoving a fifth tentacle in your mouth. You shuddered at the rough treatment, heat pooling in your lower tummy. “Now, Pierrot, don’t you see how pretty they look? All wet and needy?” he purred.
“I-is that good?” Pierrot asked. Harlequin hummed.
“Very good, it means they like when we fight over them,” he chuckled. Harlequin spoke in a low tone, pressing his mouth against your ear. “Isn’t that right, my sweet thing? You like having two big, bad monsters fight over you like you’re a toy?”
You moaned softly in response, sucking at the tendril in your mouth as you rolled your tongue against it, arching your hips closer to Pierrot’s waiting mouth. Harlequin chuckled knowingly.
He spread your cunt wide with two fingers, making you shiver. “Mm, you see where they’re twitching, Pierrot? Why don’t you try giving that some attention? I bet they’re awful pent up,” he teased. Pierrot nodded, leaning forward before licking a stripe up your cunt. He froze slightly, the taste of you making his brain short circuit. His grip on your thighs tightened as he pulled you closer, as far as Harlequin’s grip would allow. Pierrot licked and sucked at your entrance, tearing a moan from your throat as he lapped up your arousal.
Harlequin tutted softly, pushing Pierrot away by the forehead. Pierrot growled louder than he had before, this time threateningly. “Don’t,” he warned, moving closer to you to continue. You stiffened in slight fear as Harlequin pushed him away again.
“Such a mutt, Pierrot, thinking you can bark and scare me,” Harlequin scoffed. “If you want to continue and only think about yourself, go ahead. But if you really want to make our darling sing, I’d suggest you listen to me,” he said, trailing his hand down your torso. Pierrot looked torn between hating the other’s guts and listening to bring you pleasure. Overall, his need to make you feel good won out.
You moaned softly as Harlequin pressed two fingers to your clit, toying with it lightly as he spoke. “Focus right here. It’s where they’re most sensitive,” he advised, moving his hand to give Pierrot room. Pierrot nodded, before rolling his tongue around the sensitive bud, moaning as he felt you twitch against him in response. “Good boy! If only you always listened this well for me,” he teased, making Pierrot glare up at him. He suckled softly on your clit, making your eyes roll back at the stimulation. He took notice, sucking harder at the bud as you whined. “Not too hard now~” Harlequin advised.
You groaned as Pierrot softened his approach just a bit, the stimulation damn near perfect as he indulged in you. You felt dizzy at everything that was happening. The two monsters that were normally at each other’s throat were suddenly cooperating, as much as they could at least. More than that, Harlequin seemed to be encouraged by Pierrot’s attention. Even Pierrot seemed to be at the very least motivated by the green monster’s banter. That, mixed with Pierrot’s sinful mouth- you were losing your mind.
You let out a garbled moan around the tentacle in your mouth as Pierrot’s attention moved lower, his tongue pushing into your entrance. You ground down onto his eager mouth, your head lolling back as he filled you.
“Pierrot,” Harlequin warned, his tone disapproving. “So selfish, you know,” he chastised. Harlequin gripped Pierrot’s horn through his hat, tugging him back as Pierrot whined softly, gazing at your cunt with desperation.
“I want more-” Pierrot rasped, drool and slick covering his mask.
“We’ll get there in a moment. Focus on their clit for now, or I won’t let you make them cum,” Harlequin threatened. You whined in disapproval, trying to turn your head to Harley to voice your disapproval. He kept you still though, grinning against your neck.
Pierrot glowered up at him at the threat, but he latched back on to your clit, his expression softening just a bit as you shuddered against him. Harlequin gave him space, allowing him to suck your clit, smothering his face against you and your scent. Your eyes rolled back as your hips bucked against his mouth, making Pierrot moan around you.
Pierrot kept his attention at your clit for a while, the stimulation driving you up a wall. It didn’t take long for your first orgasm to slowly build, your tummy tying in knots as your thighs began to shake. Pierrot whined against you, sensing your impending release.
“Do you want to make their pretty hole feel good now, Pierrot?” Harlequin asked. Pierrot nodded, letting Harlequin push him back. You cried out against the tentacle in your mouth, whining at the loss.
“Oh, I’m sorry, my love!” Pierrot chirped, moving to latch onto your pussy again. Harlequin kept him away though, chuckling softly.
“Won’t you trust me here, Pierrot? A little denial goes a long way,” Harlequin teased. You whined, thrashing fruitlessly against your binds. Pierrot looked conflicted, but he knew Harlequin was much more versed in this than he was. He knew he was forced to trust him. “Hehe~ now, you wanna put that long tongue of yours to use?” Harlequin teased. Pierrot nodded.
“Please. My love tastes so good, I need to taste you, I need to make you feel good-” he rasped.
“Go ahead,” Harlequin instructed. Pierrot lurched forward, his tongue filling you in one smooth motion, making your back arch with the sudden pleasure. He thrusted his tongue in and out of your walls, making you rock against him as best as you could. “You feel that spongy spot right near their entrance? Try focusing on that,” Harlequin said. Pierrot listened, rubbing firmly against it with each thrust. You cried out, biting down on the tendril in your mouth, making Harlequin moan at the pain. He rocked his hips against your ass, relieving some of his arousal as Pierrot continued eating you out. He let his tongue bully your gspot with each movement he made, your head spinning at each thrust. Harley brought his hand down again, rolling tight circles around your clit in time with Pierrot’s ministrations.
You couldn’t help the tears that sprung to your eyes as your orgasm returned, more intense this time as it threatened to tip you over the edge. You clutched at the fabric of Harlequin’s pants, desperately trying to ground yourself against the waves of pleasure crashing over you. “Aww, is someone close? Why don’t you cum for us, dear one,” Harlequin cooed out, keeping a steady pace over your clit.
White filled your vision at Harlequin’s words, your legs shaking hard. Pierrot moaned into you, the taste of your orgasm coating his tongue. He lapped your cum up hungrily, growling and moaning against your cunt as you rode out your orgasm. Even once you were past it though, Pierrot kept lapping against you, making you jerk back in overstimulation.
“Please, too much-” you whined sharply as Harley removed his tendril from your mouth. Pierrot whimpered softly but relented, pulling away from your cunt with a heartbroken look. You felt Harlequin pick you up with his tentacles, pushing you onto your hands and knees on the bed.
“Pierrot, won’t you go in front of them?” Harlequin asked, his hips pressing against yours as he ground against you, your overstimulated cunt throbbing in response.
“I want to claim them first,” Pierrot said, glowering at Harlequin, who simply scoffed.
“You got to taste them first. It’s only fair I get to be the first to fuck their pretty little hole~” Harlequin cooed, this clearly being his plan all along. Bastard…
Pierrot kneeled in front of you, pulling you up to nip along your neck, biting down hard. You whined at the pain, moaning softly. It felt nice, until he bit harder, and harder, teetering the line between marking and eating. You batted him away quickly.
“Pierrot, not so hard!” You chastised, making him whimper.
“I-I’m sorry, my love, I need to mark you,” he panted out. You groaned feeling Harlequin lean down to mark the other side of your neck, biting almost as hard as Pierrot did.
“If you want to get pissy and bite something, be my guest, but bite each other, not me,” you snapped, sighing in relief as Harlequin let you go. The two monsters stared at each other tensely for a moment, knowing they were both in trouble this time. Finally, Pierrot spoke.
“I am not marking him,” he growled out. Harlequin laughed.
“Come on now, you can’t tell me you aren’t itching to sink your teeth into me~” he teased. You looked up, watching Pierrot grab Harlequin by the collar, tugging him in and glaring at him, shaking with silent rage.
“Stop,” you ordered, making Pierrot drop Harley immediately. You sighed. As hard as you had just cum, you were aching to feel them inside of you, and their fighting was getting you nowhere close to that goal. “Harley, you fuck me. Pierrot, you fuck my mouth,” you said, your tone leaving no room for argument. Harlequin stuck his tongue out at Pierrot mockingly.
“If you wanted my cocks so bad, you could’ve just asked, dear one~” Harlequin teased. You paused, your brow furrowing.
“Cocks? Plural?” you asked. You heard him push the pants of his costume down, paling as you felt two tips press against your entrance, his cocks tapered at the end like his tentacles were.
You looked up at Pierrot, a helpless look on your face. “Is this a bad time to mention my knot?” he asked sheepishly. You watched as he pulled his cock out, the base flared, ready for his knot to pop as soon as he came. You took a shuddering breath.
You were so fucked.
You cried out as Harlequin took advantage of your shock, slowly pushing into you so as to not hurt you. On their own, each of his lengths were impressive, but together? You gripped your comforter tight, struggling to take him, the stretch making your mind fuzzy.
“Ngh- so tight, dear one~” Harlequin grunted out once he was finally seated all the way to the base inside of you. “C’mon, open that pretty mouth for Pierrot~” he called, reaching forward to cup his hand around your jaw, digging his fingers into your cheeks to make you open your mouth. You obeyed with a pathetic whine, looking up at Pierrot with a needy expression.
Pierrot moaned softly as he rut the tip of his cock against your tongue, one hand cupping your face softly after Harlequin let go in favor of gripping your hips. The monster behind you ground into your hole, the stimulation making you twitch. You lapped at Pierrot’s cock before sucking just the tip into your mouth, looking up at him wide needy doe eyes.
“You look divine, my love,” Pierrot hissed, shallowly fucking your mouth, ever conscious about hurting you. You moaned around him. Behind you, Harlequin slowly pulled out of your cunt, leaving just the tips in as he massaged the plush of your hips, making you squirm slightly.
You cried out as your body lurched forward, Harlequin driving into you hard before setting a rough pace. Pierrot’s cock hit the back of your throat, nearly making you gag in surprise. “Such a needy slut, dear one!” Harlequin cooed, fucking you hard as he set a quick, deep pace. You whined around Pierrot’s cock, unable to focus thanks to the pleasure wracking through your body.
Pierrot gently tangled his free hand in your hair, holding your head as still as he could as he thrusted into your mouth, just shy of hitting the back of your throat. What a gentleman.
“Your- hah- mouth feels s-so good, my love,” Pierrot panted out, fucking your mouth shallowly. You moaned around him, your eyelids fluttering at the sweet praise.
You jolted as you felt one of Harlequin’s hands trail down your stomach, rubbing two fingers against your throbbing clit in time with his thrusts. You went lax against the two monsters, letting them use you as pleasure tore through you.
Pierrot let out a pitiful, muffled moan above you. You tried to look up, but he was leaned forward, his pretty face just out of your view.
Unbeknownst to you, Harlequin had lifted his mask up, pulling Pierrot in by the collar before crashing his lips into Pierrot's, making him whine as he kissed the other monster back. The kiss was all teeth, full of raw anger and need as they kept fucking you. Harlequin moaned as Pierrot nipped at his tongue, the sting making his cocks throb inside of you. Harlequin bit back, purring against Pierrot as the metallic taste of blood registered against his tongue from the small wound. Pierrot shuddered, letting his eyes flutter shut as he leaned in to all of the stimulation rolling over his body, short circuiting his mind. Harlequin snickered against his mouth. Oh, how he loved virgins.
Once they finally parted, Harlequin chuckled. “Mm, I can still taste them on you, Pierrot~” Harlequin teased, making you gasp around Pierrot's cock. Neither of them gave you time to think about what had just happened though, the both of them focusing their efforts on you. Harlequin angled his hips down, bruising against your gspot with every hard thrust as Pierrot fucked your mouth just a bit harder, the tip of his cock brushing the back of your throat. You drooled around him, eyes crossed as you tried to look at his knot, which was already beginning to inflate.
“Ngh- m-my love, don’t- don’t make that face, I’ll-” Pierrot warned, his breaths becoming shaky. You moaned around him, bringing one unsteady hand up to wrap around his cock, squeezing his inflating knot. “Please, I-I’m-!” he stammered, unable to finish before he pulled your face close, his knot inflating in your hand as his cum shot down your throat. You whined, his orgasm triggering your own. Stars popped in your vision as Harlequin kept drilling into you, the unrelenting pleasure drawing out your second orgasm.
Harlequin groaned softly as he watched the two of you come undone, feeling his own cocks twitch within you. “C-close, dear one. You want it inside?” he asked teasingly. You barely registered his words in the midst of your own pleasure, nodding dumbly as best you could with the cock in your mouth. Harlequin groaned, chasing his own release as his hips smacked into yours.
You whined as you felt his cocks throb inside of you, shooting load after load of hot cum directly against your womb. You squealed softly, your legs shaking as your body begged for a break from the overstimulation, having already cum twice.
Finally, when all three of you had come down from your highs, both monsters stopped. Harlequin slowly pulled out of you, trying to be careful to not further stimulate your overstimulated cunt. Pierrot softly pulled out of your mouth, wiping up a stray bit of cum that had dribbled out with his thumb, only to push it past your lips a second later. You suckled on his thumb, licking up the last bit of cum as Pierrot looked down at you with big heart eyes. He kept your hand squeezed tight around his knot, though he let your sore jaw have a break.
You went lax against the bed, utterly exhausted. Harlequin snickered, as if he, too, wasn’t out of breath. “You alright, my dear?” Harlequin asked, patting your thigh softly. You grunted softly, not caring enough to even nod.
Pierrot sighed softly as his knot finally began to deflate. He let your hand go, gently placing it down on the bed beside your other hand. “I’ll go grab a cloth,” he said, a dumb, wide grin on his face. God, he’s so cute…
Harlequin watched the other monster leave to the bathroom before silently turning his gaze to you. He watched your limp body for a moment, a conflicted look on his face. Finally, he smirked, standing up off the bed.
“Well, since Pierrot’s got you covered-” he started.
“Stay,” you grumbled out, not giving him an option. Harlequin scoffed, despite the warmth blooming in his chest. He rested atop the covers beside you, lazily waiting for Pierrot to return. The other monster returned from the bathroom, washcloth in hand as he beamed at you.
“I’ll clean you up, my love!” he chirped excitedly, gently maneuvering your body to wipe at the cum staining your inner thighs. You sighed softly, the warm water feeling nice. Once he was done, he looked to Harlequin, a blank expression on his face. He held a second washcloth out to him, his face giving no indication of his emotions.
Harlequin hesitated for a moment, an odd emotion churning in his gut. Finally, he decided to take it, not saying anything in response. He quickly cleaned himself, tossing the cloth back to Pierrot, who rolled his eyes. He placed the soiled washcloths in the hamper before sliding into bed next to you, covering the three of you with the comforter.
“Thank you for letting me make you feel good, my love. I think I’m addicted to making you fall apart now,” Pierrot grinned, nuzzling his face against yours. You let out a breathy laugh, kissing his cheek softly.
“Thank you, honey,” you mumbled, your eyes fluttering shut. Just before sleep took you over though, you reached an arm back, grabbing for Harlequin. You made contact with his shirt, tugging him close as best you could. “Thank you, baby,” you hummed to Harlequin, practically forcing him to spoon you. You let yourself fall lax feeling his arms wrap around your waist. It didn’t take long before your breathing evened out, sleeping soundly in your lovers’ arms.
Pierrot and Harlequin made eye contact after you fell asleep, emotions neither could explain burning in their eyes. After what felt like an eternity of silence, Harlequin spoke, breaking the tension.
“Never speak of this,” he whispered. Pierrot nodded quickly in agreement.
“Never,” he agreed quietly. The two settled in, cuddling close to you, knowing there would be hell to pay if you woke up without both of them there.
Despite their decision to not bring this up again, both monsters fell asleep with the same thought on their minds.
This isn’t the last time.
Hell yeah! They finally stopped fighting. What if next time (if you are willing to write a next time) they swapped places? (Or maybe stretched reader out) Either way fantastic writing
