Serve Thy Well.

@opus-figaro

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“Greetings. Guests.”

Figaro is an aerial performer. Doing both aerial hoop,silk,and pole work. He still helps around the circus and patrols upon instruction. He resides in the orange tent sharing it with his brother capitano.

He is not fond of humans and finds them annoying upon introduction. He has a soft spot for pierrot but mainly answers to Ticket Taker and Jester.

Figaro is socially awkward around other monsters. As he is struggling to overcome his more feral instincts. He is indeed getting better he is working harder to be more approachable. He flusters easily and is shy but he is still warm upon getting closer.

He is trans masculine,and he is 6’5.

( Art is by PastelPawsArts on Vgen! )

Current Relationships

Family - Capitano (older brother) - @/egofocus

Fools - 🃏anon

Mates (Figaro will not mate nor be in a relationship with anyone currently/intending on being mates with capitano) - @/r0yalj3ster, @/dearpierrot, @/mage-of-cards

#tfc oc #the freak circus oc #tfc oc rp #tfc rp #the freak circus roleplay #on the stage { pinned }

look at you, changing so much already hm? another toy to be added to that mutt you call your mate

puppeteer chuckles, looming beside him with a faint smile

Figaro startled immediately upon hearing puppeteer’s voice. Scrambling away his extra spider limbs caged himself as his hands moved to cover his stomach.

“Get out! You are NOT welcome here!” He snarled.

oh im not going anywhere, dear Figaro~

as they took a step closer and reached a hand out to grasp his chin

im not going to harm your baby, i only came to see what you've been up to after all this time

“Well you have taken your look now leave.” Figaro couldn’t stop growling,given their last encounter and the way puppeteer had caused immense trouble before figaro was a lot more wary than before.

“I have nothing interesting to offer you.”

Oh, I'm not finished with you just yet, sweetheart. not when there's something i need to be certain of for next time they then pinned him firmly against the wall. One hand braced beside his head while the other rested against the opposite side, leaving little room to slip away

my... such a dirty little tattletale, aren't you? going around and saying falsehoods. So allow me to make something perfectly clear. i have no intention of leaving you alone A deliberate pause followed. and as for nothing interesting to offer me, why you have your little hybrid child, and that is something that has earned my interest

Figaro was stunned to be pinned against the wall,eyes wide as he still holds his stomach. The threat alone making his heart race.

“You..do not dare think of touching my child!” He never felt more powerless,especially with being frozen in fear. Had he not been pregnant he would have retaliated but now? He had another life to think about.

oh hush now, that little spiderling of yours is not going to be subjected to anything cruel. I merely intend to observe the child, see how they function and grow. Spider monsters are so different in a way that im curious how yours work

they smirked, moving to touch his stomach slowly as though already tracing invisible threads of possibility.

And what better opportunity could a scholar ask for than a living specimen, observed directly from the source?

Figaro turned away from puppeteer his spider limbs curling further around himself as if to shield himself away. “Do not touch me!” He growled even if it wobbled in a more pathetic attempt.

“Stay away from us! I do not want you anywhere near them!”

sorry little one, but I cannot do that. you can cry and whine. You may run to your family and tell them every dreadful thing you believe I intend, but nothing shall stop me from doing my observations

their voice remained almost gentle, making the refusal all the more unsettling. while tilting their head and giving him a mock look

so weak arent you? Such a pitiful state, trembling like a leaf, and you call yourself a parent. You cannot even convince yourself that you are capable of protecting your own child from me

Weak.

That seemed to hit figaro in a sensitive spot,silent as he says nothing. Mind reeling with past and present thoughts as he felt his heart in his throat. He had been strong before,had always been so carefully put together and now? He was out of his depth and certainly out matched.

“You act as if I have any semblance of power against a being like you. You aren’t flesh and blood. You are a specter who enjoys tormenting others. I cannot hurt you in a way that would matter. Why would I delude myself in thinking you aren’t inevitable?”

Well… perhaps it would make you feel better about yourself, what if it were your brother instead, hm? Would you still stand there and do nothing? watching me tear every single thread in his mind till he forgets everything and starts to hate you?

as they waved their hand and showed a realistic hallucination of Capitano crumpled upon the ground, as his lips moved in a ceaseless murmur, each word dripping with contempt as he recoiled from the very sight of his brother

I could reduce everything you treasure to little more than fading memories, and you still wouldn't even make an effort to fight back

“How dare you!” Figaro did actually swipe at puppeteer now. The idea of losing his brother making his blood boil,growling as he actually did start attacking puppeteer now.

The idea of his brother being twisted against him had him see red,the only family he had taken from him and he would crush puppeteer under heel if he could get his hands on him. “You wretched waste of energy! You think you are something so well and terrible and all you do is inflict misery! If I could kill you I would have done so many times over!!”

#sanguine webs { puppeteer }

look at you, changing so much already hm? another toy to be added to that mutt you call your mate

puppeteer chuckles, looming beside him with a faint smile

Figaro startled immediately upon hearing puppeteer’s voice. Scrambling away his extra spider limbs caged himself as his hands moved to cover his stomach.

“Get out! You are NOT welcome here!” He snarled.

oh im not going anywhere, dear Figaro~

as they took a step closer and reached a hand out to grasp his chin

im not going to harm your baby, i only came to see what you've been up to after all this time

“Well you have taken your look now leave.” Figaro couldn’t stop growling,given their last encounter and the way puppeteer had caused immense trouble before figaro was a lot more wary than before.

“I have nothing interesting to offer you.”

Oh, I'm not finished with you just yet, sweetheart. not when there's something i need to be certain of for next time they then pinned him firmly against the wall. One hand braced beside his head while the other rested against the opposite side, leaving little room to slip away

my... such a dirty little tattletale, aren't you? going around and saying falsehoods. So allow me to make something perfectly clear. i have no intention of leaving you alone A deliberate pause followed. and as for nothing interesting to offer me, why you have your little hybrid child, and that is something that has earned my interest

Figaro was stunned to be pinned against the wall,eyes wide as he still holds his stomach. The threat alone making his heart race.

“You..do not dare think of touching my child!” He never felt more powerless,especially with being frozen in fear. Had he not been pregnant he would have retaliated but now? He had another life to think about.

oh hush now, that little spiderling of yours is not going to be subjected to anything cruel. I merely intend to observe the child, see how they function and grow. Spider monsters are so different in a way that im curious how yours work

they smirked, moving to touch his stomach slowly as though already tracing invisible threads of possibility.

And what better opportunity could a scholar ask for than a living specimen, observed directly from the source?

Figaro turned away from puppeteer his spider limbs curling further around himself as if to shield himself away. “Do not touch me!” He growled even if it wobbled in a more pathetic attempt.

“Stay away from us! I do not want you anywhere near them!”

sorry little one, but I cannot do that. you can cry and whine. You may run to your family and tell them every dreadful thing you believe I intend, but nothing shall stop me from doing my observations

their voice remained almost gentle, making the refusal all the more unsettling. while tilting their head and giving him a mock look

so weak arent you? Such a pitiful state, trembling like a leaf, and you call yourself a parent. You cannot even convince yourself that you are capable of protecting your own child from me

Weak.

That seemed to hit figaro in a sensitive spot,silent as he says nothing. Mind reeling with past and present thoughts as he felt his heart in his throat. He had been strong before,had always been so carefully put together and now? He was out of his depth and certainly out matched.

“You act as if I have any semblance of power against a being like you. You aren’t flesh and blood. You are a specter who enjoys tormenting others. I cannot hurt you in a way that would matter. Why would I delude myself in thinking you aren’t inevitable?”

#sanguine webs { puppeteer }

look at you, changing so much already hm? another toy to be added to that mutt you call your mate

puppeteer chuckles, looming beside him with a faint smile

Figaro startled immediately upon hearing puppeteer’s voice. Scrambling away his extra spider limbs caged himself as his hands moved to cover his stomach.

“Get out! You are NOT welcome here!” He snarled.

oh im not going anywhere, dear Figaro~

as they took a step closer and reached a hand out to grasp his chin

im not going to harm your baby, i only came to see what you've been up to after all this time

“Well you have taken your look now leave.” Figaro couldn’t stop growling,given their last encounter and the way puppeteer had caused immense trouble before figaro was a lot more wary than before.

“I have nothing interesting to offer you.”

Oh, I'm not finished with you just yet, sweetheart. not when there's something i need to be certain of for next time they then pinned him firmly against the wall. One hand braced beside his head while the other rested against the opposite side, leaving little room to slip away

my... such a dirty little tattletale, aren't you? going around and saying falsehoods. So allow me to make something perfectly clear. i have no intention of leaving you alone A deliberate pause followed. and as for nothing interesting to offer me, why you have your little hybrid child, and that is something that has earned my interest

Figaro was stunned to be pinned against the wall,eyes wide as he still holds his stomach. The threat alone making his heart race.

“You..do not dare think of touching my child!” He never felt more powerless,especially with being frozen in fear. Had he not been pregnant he would have retaliated but now? He had another life to think about.

oh hush now, that little spiderling of yours is not going to be subjected to anything cruel. I merely intend to observe the child, see how they function and grow. Spider monsters are so different in a way that im curious how yours work

they smirked, moving to touch his stomach slowly as though already tracing invisible threads of possibility.

And what better opportunity could a scholar ask for than a living specimen, observed directly from the source?

Figaro turned away from puppeteer his spider limbs curling further around himself as if to shield himself away. “Do not touch me!” He growled even if it wobbled in a more pathetic attempt.

“Stay away from us! I do not want you anywhere near them!”

#sanguine webs { puppeteer }

look at you, changing so much already hm? another toy to be added to that mutt you call your mate

puppeteer chuckles, looming beside him with a faint smile

Figaro startled immediately upon hearing puppeteer’s voice. Scrambling away his extra spider limbs caged himself as his hands moved to cover his stomach.

“Get out! You are NOT welcome here!” He snarled.

oh im not going anywhere, dear Figaro~

as they took a step closer and reached a hand out to grasp his chin

im not going to harm your baby, i only came to see what you've been up to after all this time

“Well you have taken your look now leave.” Figaro couldn’t stop growling,given their last encounter and the way puppeteer had caused immense trouble before figaro was a lot more wary than before.

“I have nothing interesting to offer you.”

Oh, I'm not finished with you just yet, sweetheart. not when there's something i need to be certain of for next time they then pinned him firmly against the wall. One hand braced beside his head while the other rested against the opposite side, leaving little room to slip away

my... such a dirty little tattletale, aren't you? going around and saying falsehoods. So allow me to make something perfectly clear. i have no intention of leaving you alone A deliberate pause followed. and as for nothing interesting to offer me, why you have your little hybrid child, and that is something that has earned my interest

Figaro was stunned to be pinned against the wall,eyes wide as he still holds his stomach. The threat alone making his heart race.

“You..do not dare think of touching my child!” He never felt more powerless,especially with being frozen in fear. Had he not been pregnant he would have retaliated but now? He had another life to think about.

#sanguine webs { puppeteer }

look at you, changing so much already hm? another toy to be added to that mutt you call your mate

puppeteer chuckles, looming beside him with a faint smile

Figaro startled immediately upon hearing puppeteer’s voice. Scrambling away his extra spider limbs caged himself as his hands moved to cover his stomach.

“Get out! You are NOT welcome here!” He snarled.

oh im not going anywhere, dear Figaro~

as they took a step closer and reached a hand out to grasp his chin

im not going to harm your baby, i only came to see what you've been up to after all this time

“Well you have taken your look now leave.” Figaro couldn’t stop growling,given their last encounter and the way puppeteer had caused immense trouble before figaro was a lot more wary than before.

“I have nothing interesting to offer you.”

#sanguine webs { puppeteer }

look at you, changing so much already hm? another toy to be added to that mutt you call your mate

puppeteer chuckles, looming beside him with a faint smile

Figaro startled immediately upon hearing puppeteer’s voice. Scrambling away his extra spider limbs caged himself as his hands moved to cover his stomach.

“Get out! You are NOT welcome here!” He snarled.

#sanguine webs { puppeteer }

“I thought you would want to see.” Figaro says lightly. Opening his unbuttoned shirt to show the small bump he had on his abdomen. “It is wonderful,isn’t it?” - @opus-figaro

*Pierrot purrs loudly immediately, kneeling infront of Fig as he carefully places his hands on his mates stomach* you are glowing my love... *he mumbles as he gently presses kisses to his stomach* Meu marido lindo... carregando nossos filhos. Aposto que eles serão tão lindos quanto você, minha querida~

Figaro smiles lightly as he watches pierrot, “They also may be as handsome as you. You are their father.” He paused as he used his thumb to rub pierrot’s masked cheek. “I may lay soon. My kind has a unique way of growing.”

*Pierrot continues to nuzzle against his lover* however they look or grow, im happy...do we need to keep them warm? How do your kind grow?

“For my kind they start as..spiders regular spider would. Then there is a period which is a long molt and then they gain their human features.” Figaro recalled the brief moment he and capitano talked over their childhood. “They do not have a shell,that is what worries me somewhat..they are a bit vulnerable compared to regular monster eggs.”

#aurum opulence { pierrot }

“I thought you would want to see.” Figaro says lightly. Opening his unbuttoned shirt to show the small bump he had on his abdomen. “It is wonderful,isn’t it?” - @opus-figaro

*Pierrot purrs loudly immediately, kneeling infront of Fig as he carefully places his hands on his mates stomach* you are glowing my love... *he mumbles as he gently presses kisses to his stomach* Meu marido lindo... carregando nossos filhos. Aposto que eles serão tão lindos quanto você, minha querida~

Figaro smiles lightly as he watches pierrot, “They also may be as handsome as you. You are their father.” He paused as he used his thumb to rub pierrot’s masked cheek. “I may lay soon. My kind has a unique way of growing.”

#aurum opulence { pierrot }

“Forgive me,dear.” Figaro is shy about bringing up the conversation but he did have to excuse himself. “I have come to ask for a momentary pause in my performances. I am pregnant.” It was still surreal to say. Even now.

“Me and pierrot are expecting. I do not know how many eggs. Though given what I recall my brother telling me it should at least be one.” - @opus-figaro

Pregnant..? With Pierrot's. Hmmm.. I see. *His gaze lowers for a moment* Very well my dear. Your performances are paused. However, I trust that you can have Capitano fill in for you.

Figaro blinked in surprise,mulling over the idea of capitano filling in for him. It was a gamble a big one at that. “I will..let him know. If he cannot cover for me what would you like me to do? Just in case.”

Nothing. You will relax until you lay your egg. Me and Bil will schedule accordingly.

Figaro felt terrible at the idea of having the schedule be changed because of him. “I will return to performing right away after I lay. I assure you.”

*he carefully hugs Figaro, purring softly and nuzzling him* I know I sound like a hypocrite but do not overwork yourself. I'd prefer my mates to be recovered well enough before performing.

“I understand. I will be sure to rest properly and be fully ready to return to my duties when I can.” Figaro nuzzled jester back purring lightly. “This is..my first time. Is there anything I must know? Anything I should keep an eye on?”

you will be very hungry and possibly more aggressive like how I was when I was carrying Hypno. That's the biggest thing to look out for.

Figaro nods as he takes in the information. “I have been more aggressive as of late..” he admits rubbing his arm. “Capitano got the brunt of it..”

#entrancing suggestion { jester }

Mage sneaks up behind Figaro, silent and careful, before wrapping his arms around the other and nuzzling Figaro's neck with a ferret-like giggle.

~ @mage-of-cards

Figaro lets out a gasp of surprise at the sudden arms around him before letting out a small noise at the feeling of mage nuzzling his neck.

“That-is sensitive mage.” He huffs as he turns slightly to look at him. “It is lovely to see you again however,dear.”

"Ah, my apologies, my dear friend! Tis lovely to see you once more, I must agree!"

Mage lifts his head to nuzzle Figaro's face, giving him a quick kiss. He quite likes the feeling of them, so he's very glad he can kiss Figaro now.

Figaro kisses mage in return before pausing briefly,he did not ask last time they had spoken. “I..was wondering..mage..if you perhaps wanted to be..more than friends.” He asked softly.

Given they had practically made out the last time they had spent time together he wasn’t sure. Perhaps mage simply wanted to have their little dalliance and leave it at that?

“If..you want that. That is.”

Mage calms at Figaro's question, seeming thoughtful for a few long moments as he thinks through what he wants to say. "I would love to be... however.. truthfully, it seems I do not perceive love the same way most do. I have been told in the past that I behave and feel too casually for committed relationships, but... I truly do care for you, quite deeply."

He sighs softly, arms lowering to rest loosely around Figaro's waist. "When you are near, I yearn to have you close to me. I wish to feel your body pressed against mine when we sleep, every night if we could. It would crush me if you began ignoring me, even more than if you told me you despise me... and yet I know my feelings do not match 'romance'. I dislike the very idea of a relationship being defined as 'romantic'. It is simply love, and needs no further definition."

"If that is alright with you... I will gladly be yours."

Figaro cups mage’s face rubbing the surface of his mask briefly. “I for one am not the most versed in love either.” He admits as he takes a moment to remove his own mask looking at it briefly before looking at mage again. “My kind do not typically love to..last. I suppose you could say. Usually there is brief courting,then..mating. Where well..the male often gets eaten..”

He briefly recalled the moment with jester,where during his time with jester he had to battle that urge to bite him. To eat him..it terrified to think he may one day slip. Listening to mage’s words his throat tightens as he chuckles lightly. “I know you say you are no romantic but that was the most romantic thing I have heard. You truly wish to have me close to you? Every night? Truly?” He felt so touched by mage’s words. Utterly smitten.

“I would love to be yours mage. It does not need to be defined,as long as I get to be with you. I am happy.”

Mage leans his head into Figaro's touch, eyes closing briefly. When they open again, he focuses on Figaro, a soft look on his face as he chuckles lightly. "Ah, I see.. It truly is quite curious how different our kinds can be, across our entire troupe."

Mage lifts a hand to remove his own mask, his other immediately placing Figaro's hand back on his now-bare face, "Truly, I would adore having you as close to me as possible. To curl around each other every night, feel your warmth against me and your scent surrounding me as I drift asleep... It would be most wonderful."

"Then.. I am overjoyed to say that I shall be yours, and you shall be mine, forevermore," he smiles, before softly kissing Figaro again.

“You say those things and you tempt me further into your tent.” Figaro chuckles as he rubs mage’s cheek with his thumb claw briefly tracing against his cheek. “I would love to leave my scent in your bed.~” he purred as he kissed him.

Pulling away he looked thoughtful. “Do you wish me not to mark you,then? If you do not wish it to be a wholly defined relationship?” He was curious more than anything. Given that he had been marked thus far. “I want to do whatever it is that you would like to do. I am just so happy to be yours.” Figaro pressed another kiss to mage’s lips.

"Perhaps that is what I want, my dearest~" Mage smiles softly, gently rubbing the back of Figaro's hand.

"Please. Mark me," Mage quickly objects to the idea of being unmarked, pressing himself closer against Figaro, a faint growl in his voice. He blinks at his own tone, suprising himself; it's not often Mage gets intense, or behaves at all unlike his performance persona. "... and if I could mark you in return, I would simply adore it," his voice is calm once more, almost soft, as he nuzzles Figaro's face, happily kissing back.

Figaro blinks upon hearing the subtle growl in mage’s words,a subtle shiver running down his spine about it. “I want you to mark me,I would love nothing more.” Figaro pressed back into mage almost a hand on mage’s chest. “Please. I want you to.”

He flushed, “I..would also like to see that part of you as well. If you will allow me. Hearing you growl was..interesting.” He looked away shyly. Interesting was not the best word to use but saying what else he meant? Maybe not right now..

"Wonderful... I would be delighted to give you my mark, my dearest.." Mage's hands slide back down to Figaro's waist, mask still held in one hand as he nuzzles Figaro's neck, lips ghosting over his skin.

He glances up at Figaro's face again without moving his head, amused by Figaro's reaction to the unintentional growl, "Oh, I shall gladly reveal as much of myself as you wish to see. Every part that interests you, I will gladly show."

Figaro let out a shaky breath feeling mage’s lips on his neck. “Please mark me,mage.” He said softly as he moved his head to give him more access.

“I will give you everything that which you want to see,all of myself.” He purred softly. His hands moving to mage’s shoulders.

Mage sinks his sharp teeth into Figaro's neck, hard enough to draw blood and most definitely leave a permanent mark. He stays in place, teeth buried in Figaro's neck, for a few long moments, before pulling away to slowly drag his tongue over the wound, cleaning away the blood and soothing it.

"You are now mine, my dearest Figaro.. I am most glad~" He nuzzles Figaro's neck, just above the mark.

Figaro let out a gasping whine as mage bit him,claws digging into the fabric of mage’s outfit as his whole body tensed and relaxed. His legs trembling as he came down from the euphoria of being bitten. “I am glad to be yours.” He cooed as he then moved to nuzzle into mage’s neck.

Figaro kisses mage’s neck before he sinks his teeth into it,drawing just a small amount of blood. He stays that way for just as long as mage did before pulling away to lick the blood clean.

“And you are mine~”

Mage chuckles softly at Figaro's reaction, making a mental note of how much he enjoyed it.

He groans softly as he gets bitten in turn, shivering as his hold on Figaro tightens. Seems he enjoys being bitten quite a lot as well, Mage realizes.

Once Figaro licks the blood away, Mage gently tilts Figaro's head up and kisses him again, purring softly.

Figaro eagerly kisses mage back,cupping his cheeks as he pressed as close as possible. He nips at mage’s bottom lip a soft purr leaving him.

The sound of mage’s enjoyment was exciting him a lot more than when he himself was bitten. Pulling away briefly he pressed a kiss to mage’s cheek. “Perhaps I could join you in your bed once more?” He asked with a teasing lilt.

Mage purrs softly as well, nipping Figaro's lip in return. He smiles warmly when Figaro kisses his cheek, and nuzzles him back.

"Of course, my dearest.. I would be most delighted," he chuckles softly, nuzzling Figaro's ear before murmuring, low and teasing, "If you wish to do more than sleep beside me, I would have no complaints, my dearest~"

“I- mage?” Figaro gasped softly slightly scandalized by mage’s words. From all the moments he spent with mage he did not expect him to say something like that.

“You..are you..serious?” He did not expect to he so thrilled by that as well,if he was not leaning on mage he might have toppled over. “That is so..goodness.”

"Of course I am serious, my dearest. I would not offer anything without the willingness to follow through. Was it too much?" Mage tilts his head, curious as he pulls back a bit to look at Figaro's face. "I shall not do anything you are uncomfortable with, my dearest."

“No it was not too much. It was..arousing.” Figaro is shy about his confession. About admitting how arousing it was to hear mage say such things. “I am not uncomfortable at all. I loved it. Loved it so much.” He kissed mage once more.

"Oh? Well.. That's quite pleasing to hear, my dearest," Mage chuckles, a mischievous look in his eyes as he kisses Figaro back, tongue sliding against his lips.

Figaro opens his mouth for mage without much thought,moaning lightly as he does so. His own tongue brushing against mage’s in an exploring manner.

Mage's tongue slides into Figaro's mouth, rubbing against his tongue as the kiss deepens. Mage's eyes slide closed, purring against Figaro's mouth.

Figaro’s eyes were closed as he continued to kiss back,tongue twining with mage’s. Finally after a while he pulls away. “Mage,may I have more of you?” He asks as he plays with the lace of mage’s own corset. “Please?”

"Of course, my dearest~ Every part of me is yours, entirely yours," Mage croons, both endeared and getting very much worked up himself. He wastes no time scooping Figaro up (which is certainly becoming a normal occurrence) and dashing for Mage's tent.

With his speed and eagerness, it's nearly no time until they're there and he sits on his bed in the misfire of the pseudo-nest, Figaro placed beside him.

Figaro chuckles as he lets mage pick him up and carry him off to his tent. His arms wrapping around mage’s neck as he kisses him.

Once he’s sat beside mage he decides to take the initiative to start removing his clothes. Working the laces of his corset free before he moves on to the rest of his clothing. He’s slightly shy about the fact he is clearly very aroused. Inner thighs already slick with his arousal.

Mage gladly kisses back, purring softly.

He holds off on undressing himself for now to watch Figaro undress, admiring his body as it gets revealed.. and his eyes definitely lingering on his slick thighs, looking almost hungry. He lifts one of Figaro's hands to his face and presses a kiss to the wrist while meeting Figaro's eyes again.

"You truly are quite handsome, my dearest, like artwork come to life. I could admire you for hours... I cannot wait to explore every part of you~"

Figaro let out a breathy sigh at mage’s words and the kiss at his wrist. “Thank you,my love. You are just as handsome yourself. Though I would like to see more of you too.” He asked as he ran his hands along mage’s still clothed shoulders.

He thought to climb onto his lap but hesitated just briefly. “You can touch me.”

Mage chuckles softly, and begins undressing himself, undoing the many layers of clothing until he is as nude as Figaro. His body below the neck is covered in fine and soft white fur, even in his humanoid form, save for golden bands of fine fur around his wrists and ankles. He's quite aroused as well, already hard.

He smiles a pleased fanged grin as Figaro gives him permission to touch, and he gently pushes Figaro down onto his back, Mage creeping on top of him. His form shifts slightly, three fluffy gold-tipped white tails fanning out behind him as he looks down at Figaro from above; he's more comfortable with his tails out, but unfortunately they are quite hard to hide even with his costume.

He presses kisses to Figaro's neck, sharp teeth grazing against him, one arm beside the other's head for support while his free hand trails down Figaro's body to tease between his legs.

Figaro had gone quiet to take in mage’s form,entranced by the fur and the tails that billow out behind him. His breath hitches at the kiss on his neck before he arches up into mage’s touch when he slips his hand between his legs.

“M-mage.” He whimpers softly. Just the feeling of being touched already sent another rush of delightful warmth down his spine. Adding to the molten feeling he had already.

#charming magus { mage }

“Forgive me,dear.” Figaro is shy about bringing up the conversation but he did have to excuse himself. “I have come to ask for a momentary pause in my performances. I am pregnant.” It was still surreal to say. Even now.

“Me and pierrot are expecting. I do not know how many eggs. Though given what I recall my brother telling me it should at least be one.” - @opus-figaro

Pregnant..? With Pierrot's. Hmmm.. I see. *His gaze lowers for a moment* Very well my dear. Your performances are paused. However, I trust that you can have Capitano fill in for you.

Figaro blinked in surprise,mulling over the idea of capitano filling in for him. It was a gamble a big one at that. “I will..let him know. If he cannot cover for me what would you like me to do? Just in case.”

Nothing. You will relax until you lay your egg. Me and Bil will schedule accordingly.

Figaro felt terrible at the idea of having the schedule be changed because of him. “I will return to performing right away after I lay. I assure you.”

*he carefully hugs Figaro, purring softly and nuzzling him* I know I sound like a hypocrite but do not overwork yourself. I'd prefer my mates to be recovered well enough before performing.

“I understand. I will be sure to rest properly and be fully ready to return to my duties when I can.” Figaro nuzzled jester back purring lightly. “This is..my first time. Is there anything I must know? Anything I should keep an eye on?”

#entrancing suggestion { jester }

“I wanted to apologize for my earlier actions capitano.” Figaro said as he finally came to speak to his brother. “I realize now as to why I have been acting so aggressively.” He looked shy. “I am pregnant,pierrot and I are expecting.” He cleared his throat awkwardly. “Do you think you could learn my routine for me?” - @opus-figaro

At the sound of his brother's voice he looked up, sitting outside Alma's tent on a crate and eyed him warily as he listened, that is until the explanation. Pregnant. And then a question about the routine straight after, as if he hadn't just dropped the biggest info drop on him so casually just now. He put a hand up, a finger raised. "Before that... you're pregnant?" He stood up, gripping Figaros hand and holding it up between them. "That is wonderful news brother!! Oh that explains your snappiness yes yes! Little ones!! Are you excited??"

“Yes. Yes I am.” Figaro’s words were wobbly with emotion as were his lips. He was really trying to hold himself together but the happiness he felt was immense and it was a battle to keep himself from crying out of happiness.

“I did not think it would happen,but I am so very happy.” He moves and hugs capitano in a tight but not too tight hug. “I am going to have to learn as I go but I am not alone and I am sure they will be the sweetest little ones.”

He hugged him back just as tight, though was careful to squeeze around his midsection, purring as he nuzzled into his brother's hair. "You will be a wonderful parent and do amazing!! They are your little ones so of course they will be sweet! Plus in the circus you will have much to eat, so there is no stress there!! Just resting!!"

Figaro nuzzled back against his elder brother,purring with delight.

“Yes that is true. I am so incredibly happy. I know things will be good here,they will be raised safely. I am certain they will adore you too.”

He pulled back, eyes smiling behind his mask as he looked to his little brother. "Why of course!! How could they not? It is me after all!" He nodded, finally letting Figaro go, hands on his hips as he remembered his other question. "As for your routine...." He trailed off, looking to the side as he thought on it, scratching at his jaw under his mask. The idea of himself so high up on a hoop or ribbon made him stomach turn, an uncomfortable itching at his back. "Which... ones exactly? You know I am not.. elegant.. when it comes to being up in the air, my own webbing does not hold me up like your own does for you.... I can try but I cannot imagine I could do it as well as you do."

“I thought to ask,jester had the suggestion for me to do so. I figured as much not that I want to discourage you to try but you are a more terrestrial being.” He gave capitano a pat on the shoulder. Mulling over everything.

“I am more than certain I can figure something out. Do not worry. I feel bad at the idea of having to ask others for assistance but things are out of my control. More or less.” He mused as he lightly touched his abdomen.

#red bother { capitano }

“Forgive me,dear.” Figaro is shy about bringing up the conversation but he did have to excuse himself. “I have come to ask for a momentary pause in my performances. I am pregnant.” It was still surreal to say. Even now.

“Me and pierrot are expecting. I do not know how many eggs. Though given what I recall my brother telling me it should at least be one.” - @opus-figaro

Pregnant..? With Pierrot's. Hmmm.. I see. *His gaze lowers for a moment* Very well my dear. Your performances are paused. However, I trust that you can have Capitano fill in for you.

Figaro blinked in surprise,mulling over the idea of capitano filling in for him. It was a gamble a big one at that. “I will..let him know. If he cannot cover for me what would you like me to do? Just in case.”

Nothing. You will relax until you lay your egg. Me and Bil will schedule accordingly.

Figaro felt terrible at the idea of having the schedule be changed because of him. “I will return to performing right away after I lay. I assure you.”

#entrancing suggestion { jester }

“I hope you are doing well,dear.” - @opus-figaro

Ah fig... I've been..managing. Hypno is back, thankfully but I just worry about her. *He takes a sip of his wine* you...I can smell you've been with Pierrot recently.

“If you need another to keep an eye on her I would love more than to be of assistance.” Figaro flushes slightly at the mention of his time with pierrot. “I..yes. Yes I was. He was in rut and I assisted him through it.”

I see. *He walks up to Figaro and hugs him tightly, the scent of wine heavy on him. He must've been drinking for a while.* I've missed you my dearest.

Figaro is surprised to scent such a heavy smell of wine on him. “I missed you too my love. I am sorry for being away.” He hugs jester back and nuzzles him. “Is there anything I can do for you?”

Be here with me... Just for now. Please...*he leans against Figaro, relaxing against him*

Figaro holds jester close and purrs softly “Of course,I will not be going anywhere.”

*he nuzzles Figaro's neck, kissing the mark he left on him as his claws trail down to stroke his chest.* Mmm... Fig.. You smell so sweet. Your own scent underneath Pierrot's is.. Nice.

Figaro lets out a shaky breath,the kiss and the feeling of his claws running down his chest making a delighted shiver run down his spine.

“Thank you,love. May I ask what I smell like?” He himself could only scent pierrot at the moment.

like..a fruit. I can't except determine the fruit but it is sweet.

Figaro hummed as he thought it over, “like a peach?” It was a random guess sure but it was the first one that came to mind.

yes. Like a peach. My little peach~ *he kisses Figaro lovingly before letting him go*

Figaro happily kisses him back a bit sad as jester let him go. “I am always happy to be yours.” He took jester’s hand to kiss his knuckles. “Always.”

#entrancing suggestion { jester }

“I wanted to apologize for my earlier actions capitano.” Figaro said as he finally came to speak to his brother. “I realize now as to why I have been acting so aggressively.” He looked shy. “I am pregnant,pierrot and I are expecting.” He cleared his throat awkwardly. “Do you think you could learn my routine for me?” - @opus-figaro

At the sound of his brother's voice he looked up, sitting outside Alma's tent on a crate and eyed him warily as he listened, that is until the explanation. Pregnant. And then a question about the routine straight after, as if he hadn't just dropped the biggest info drop on him so casually just now. He put a hand up, a finger raised. "Before that... you're pregnant?" He stood up, gripping Figaros hand and holding it up between them. "That is wonderful news brother!! Oh that explains your snappiness yes yes! Little ones!! Are you excited??"

“Yes. Yes I am.” Figaro’s words were wobbly with emotion as were his lips. He was really trying to hold himself together but the happiness he felt was immense and it was a battle to keep himself from crying out of happiness.

“I did not think it would happen,but I am so very happy.” He moves and hugs capitano in a tight but not too tight hug. “I am going to have to learn as I go but I am not alone and I am sure they will be the sweetest little ones.”

He hugged him back just as tight, though was careful to squeeze around his midsection, purring as he nuzzled into his brother's hair. "You will be a wonderful parent and do amazing!! They are your little ones so of course they will be sweet! Plus in the circus you will have much to eat, so there is no stress there!! Just resting!!"

Figaro nuzzled back against his elder brother,purring with delight.

“Yes that is true. I am so incredibly happy. I know things will be good here,they will be raised safely. I am certain they will adore you too.”

#red bother { capitano }

“I wanted to apologize for my earlier actions capitano.” Figaro said as he finally came to speak to his brother. “I realize now as to why I have been acting so aggressively.” He looked shy. “I am pregnant,pierrot and I are expecting.” He cleared his throat awkwardly. “Do you think you could learn my routine for me?” - @opus-figaro

At the sound of his brother's voice he looked up, sitting outside Alma's tent on a crate and eyed him warily as he listened, that is until the explanation. Pregnant. And then a question about the routine straight after, as if he hadn't just dropped the biggest info drop on him so casually just now. He put a hand up, a finger raised. "Before that... you're pregnant?" He stood up, gripping Figaros hand and holding it up between them. "That is wonderful news brother!! Oh that explains your snappiness yes yes! Little ones!! Are you excited??"

“Yes. Yes I am.” Figaro’s words were wobbly with emotion as were his lips. He was really trying to hold himself together but the happiness he felt was immense and it was a battle to keep himself from crying out of happiness.

“I did not think it would happen,but I am so very happy.” He moves and hugs capitano in a tight but not too tight hug. “I am going to have to learn as I go but I am not alone and I am sure they will be the sweetest little ones.”

#red bother { capitano }

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