Summary: The unpleasant times have returned once again. Yet, no matter how much they dislike it, they can not get rid of it. However, even in misfortune, there's a silver lining: they know you can help them.
Note: I don’t care they’re monsters. I want them to be weak and desperate in heat, and the best part is— no one can stop me. But remember this is quite fanon and there might be a lot of ooc.
I have no intention to be disrespectful to the creator of TFC at all.
And also bad English in this post too.
Chapter 2/5: Harlequin
Warning: tentacles, implying yoyeur.
Pierrot,Jester,TicketTaker,Doctor
Harlequin
Because of his young age, the heat was a little more intense than others in the Circus. He might seem to be a playboy and all but he actually uncomfortable by physical contact. Flirting and affection aren’t the same thing— and he’s never good at the second one.
Not after haven’t receiving a genuine one for so long.
Every time he’s in heat…he will locked himself away until it calms down. He never trusted anyone to get close to him when he was vulnerable. So he doesn’t fully understand why his legs had led him to you.
Harlequin snatched you away so quickly you didn't even have time to protest. He'd never seemed so agitated before, making you wonder if something serious had happened.
He calmed down a bit once he entered his own area. You were slightly startled when he started taking off his top and hat. It's not like you've never seen his horn before. He’s just not seem like his usual self today.
He wrapped his arms around you before rubbing his head against you like a cat trying to leave its scent—and that's exactly what he was doing. Covering you with his scent. His body turned pink, not from embarrassment, but from his steadily rising body temperature. His cock felt increasingly uncomfortable. It’s getting worse.
Why he has to suffer like this?
And why you?
“Hughh…”
Harlequin groaned. Each move felt weaker and weaker. He didn't know why your hand patting his hair made him feel a little better. His tentacles wrapped itself around you no different from a child possessive of their favorite toy.
He didn't really like you; he was just enjoying the thrill of stealing the person Pierrot liked. That's how it should have been. That’s what he always tells himself, but he couldn’t lies at this moment. He needs you.
Harlequin whispered, almost too quietly. “I need your help, please.” He hates pleading like a child, but he'll use everything he has to get you to agree. And guess what? it did work.
You unbuttoned your clothes with red face, slowly one by one. It made him wonder if you’re secretly like seeing him suffer. Normally, Harlequin enjoys watching you changing (without you knowing it, of course) But now, it feels annoying. He wanted to ripped your clothes off so bad. Why does it took so long.
As soon as all of those annoying fabric disappeared, he used his tentacles to pull you onto his lap. His hands played with your breasts while his many tentacles caressed every part of you. He tells you to open your mouth then inserting his forked, snake-like tongue in without warning. He tasted you, using his tongue to play with yours like a hunter and its prey.
Harlequin wants to give you a sweet kiss, but he’s too drunk in lust to do that.
Each tentacle serves a different purpose in preparing you while its master is busy exchanging breaths with you. Some caress your thighs and slip under your toes, some gently rub your nipples. And you swear one of them is sucking on your clitoris. Your body instinctively twitches away, but both of his hands hold you in place, and…also squeezing your butt cheeks.
You flinch as a single tentacle suddenly slips inside you. It's thin, cold, and feels like jelly, so it doesn't hurt at all. It wiggles inside you before beginning to swell them move in and out, eventually reaching a size close to what you're about to be dealing with.
The lubricant on his tentacle reduced friction incredibly well, so well that you trembled. When he saw you’re ready, the thick tentacle were pulled out. A wet, lewd ‘Pop’ sound echoed, accompanied by a fluttering sensation in your stomach. Harlequin rubbed his penis along your wet groove, biting his lips as the way his foreskin rubbed against your clit.
He held you tighter before thrusting himself into your well-prepared pussy. He trembling harder with every inch his penis went in, until leaving no space between you and him.
Harlequin knows he won’t go to heaven when he dies, but who could know you can bring down the paradise to him.
It’s too good he ended up leaking cum before even moving. It’s embarrassing but he doesn’t care anymore. He moved his hips so wildly that you tried to tell him to slow down with broken sentences. He didn’t listen. He completely lost control of his body, not caring if anyone else was around or if anyone could hear, becoming a shameless beast. He thrust his tongue into your mouth again, cradled your head so dearly while tilting his face to kiss you.
If he can melted into you he would. He envious of clothes you wear for becoming part of you. Envious of the air you breathe for filling your lungs. Envious your hair for clinging with you to every where. Envious water for being the source of your life. Envious the star for having chance to watch you day and night.
Do you have any idea how much he’s jealous of you? How you mess him up without even realizing it?
But he’s get to hold you tonight. So he’s the real winner. You’re the prize no one can take away from him.
That thought broke down what he been holding in. He thrusted you one last time then let everything fall, satisfied by the idea of fulfilling you with his cum. His cock felt like it really melting into you. Every muscle tenses from the pleasure of ejaculation. He grabbed you so hard it leaves a handprints on your hip.
Both pants heavy from the overwhelming sensation. Harlequin still not letting go of you.
Then suddenly you felt his cock become hard again inside you. Harlequin’s grin widened as his tentacles creeping up your back.
“Come on. You don’t think I’m just gonna finish at one round right? My beloved?”
“Please~?”
Harlequin still hate pleading like a child. But if it allows him to spend the night with you, he will do it a thousands times.
And too bad you falls for it.
Note: I reread Pierrot’s chapter and it’s felt too short and wasn’t horny enough. So I’ll make it more horny and longer, pls check it out again in 1 or 2 days. Jester’s chapter will come soon so…pls don’t read it before I finish it okay? I’m nervous seeing people liking before it’s finished 👉👈
Hope y’all like my smut. I pour my horniness into it instead of studying for exams.
