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As you adjusted your new clothing, courtesy of that kind elderly woman, you made your way back to the little camp along side the Doctor and Columbina. Her hand wrapped in your own as she smiled affectionately at you. While you still didn't feel good, you felt better than you did this morning. That extra sleep in Jester's lap seemed to do wonders for you. It seemed like you were the topic of conversation when you got back though, from the way the other monsters were looking you over. Columbina released your hand to sit near Ticket Taker. The action was missed because something else tugged at you. The green eyed monster's face, those gleaming white teeth set in a teasing smile. Why was Harlequin smirking like that? You narrowed your eyes as you took in his grin, unsure of what was going on in his mind. The monster leaned in toward you, Pierrot perching at your opposite side as you sat down beside them. You were closely focused on the more mischievous of the pair, noting his proximity as he grew closer and closer.
You could feel his breath against the skin of your neck as he moved in closer still,"My dear, I have an idea to help you." Your usually stoic face twisting in confusion making him laugh, smile growing all the wider. His tongue flickered over his lips,"You could allow me to use my tongue t-" your hands flew to his mouth, not wanting him to continue the thought aloud. How could he talk about this here- in the open around the many other monsters around? Your face burning hot, from the top of your head to your shoulders as you pushed him back slightly, the green muscle rolling over your palms. It elicited a soft gasp from your lips, Harlequin's grin only growing below them. Pierrot leaned in toward you as well, your smaller body sandwiched between these two monsters.
"We'd like to help you, my lady," the yellow eyed monster spoke against his mark on your skin, his tongue slipping from his mouth to glance over it. "Please?" His clawed hand moving to your waist while your own were busy holding off Harley from more lewd commentary. Your breath hitched, voice caught in your throat as you barely considered the audience around you. All the eyes watching your thighs press together and your back stiffen at the pair's touch.
Each of the monsters interested in doing the helping, but knowing that only the pair surrounding you had touched you yet. You were comfortable with Pierrot and Harlequin over the rest. They'd allow you to explore and have they'd have their own moment after you had warmed to them as well in that way. Perhaps you'd allow them to assist you anyway, if you were lost in the feeling. The collective was on edge, instincts flaring over the scent of blood, your fluttering heart, and the soft flush of your features. Pupils dilated as Harlequin's hands moved to your thighs, lightly twisting your body to face him while Pierrot held you against his chest.
You tried to remind yourself they were human consuming creatures, blood wasn't a deterrent to them. This wasn't another human you had to be shy toward- apologetic for your state. It was both arousing, and delicious to them. You let your eyes flicker closed, releasing your hands from Harlequin's mouth slowly. You lifted your head to allow Pierrot to continue his light lapping over your skin, allowing him more access to you. "Alright," was all that escaped your lips, in a low breath. You tried not to think about the other eyes on you, greedy- needing. Wanting. Simply focused on the green eyed monster's tentacles tugging at the hem of your clothing.
The trousers were a little too big for you, so it didn't take all that much effort to slip them down your thighs. His clawed hands dragging them down your thighs in a slow, almost teasing way. They slipped from your body with a swift yank, forgotten instantly as they were thrown. The bandages you used were an unfortunate waste as a claw ripped through them, tearing them from you instead of being unraveled to use later. Your body revealed to the monster before you instantly. In your rapt attention, eyes shut to avoid growing more flustered, you missed the predatory look of the green eyed monster meeting Pierrot's own. The yellow eyed monster eyeing him dangerously, silently making it clear that if he hurt you- he wouldn't hold back.
Jester's clawed hand clenched tightly around his knee, holding himself back at the scent of your blood. His face darkened with both the desire to taste it, and to draw more from you. Bite you, mark you further. He wanted to push the green eyed monster out of the way, be the first, but he'd wait. He would make sure that Harlequin controlled himself; Who was to say that the green eyed monster wouldn’t lose focus and try and bite into you in such a vulnerable position. Pierrot was behind, so he wouldn't be fast enough to stop him. The purple eyed monster couldn't peel his eyes away from your form as it was revealed to him and the rest of his troupe.
Tentacles wrapped around your thighs, manipulating them further open as he leaned forward, his thumbs parting your lips before he leaned in and gave a long, slow lick over your core. You bit down on your lip to keep from groaning as his tongue rolled over you to collect any of the blood escaping. You tasted delicious. The taste of both your blood and your arousal only spurred him on. In a swift motion, he moved you, sliding your legs over his shoulders as he lifted you a little. Pierrot saw you biting down on your lip, immediately moving to kiss you. Silently scolding you for nearly breaking the healing skin. Yet another self injurious action.
Jester also noticed, but he was less lenient about the action. "Are you trying to hurt yourself again, pet?" His eyes drifted over the skin as Pierrot pulled back slowly, his tongue slipping from your mouth as he withdrew from the kiss. Your breath came in rasps, saliva connecting your lips to the yellow eyed monster's own. "You should try being more honest, instead of hiding." Before you could catch the movement, he was before you, his hand cupping your jaw, as he pressed his thumb over your lower teeth. "Tell me how it feels, pet."
You could only moan, your eyes flickering as Harlequin decided to press his green muscle into your depths. Saliva from your mouth coating Jester's clawed thumb, dreamily sighing as you moved your hips in reflex to the attention. Those tentacles made it hard to shift in his grip, not allowing you to move more than a grind against that tongue working itself into you. Your own pressing against the purple eyed monster's digit. You were so distracted you barely registered the jealous rumbling of Pierrot behind you. Each monster mentally straining from claiming you for themself. Even Columbina was enamored, flushed as she watched, mouth watering as she herself wished to taste you.
You were a single human in the midst of monsters that adored you- even if you didn't understand why.
You could only writhe against Harley, as Jester pulled his thumb from your lips and leaned in for his own kiss. It was rougher than Pierrot's. More passionate, demanding. The sound of your own heartbeat and the slick, wet noises from the monster settled between your legs pounded in your ears. Pierrot's hands around you tightening only slightly, sliding them up. The hem of your shirt lifting with them to reveal more and more skin until the shirt was above your chest line. You were so exposed, but your pleasured mind was quick to dismiss the chill of the air against your skin. You felt so warm, your body was so worked up, those protective clawed hands holding you, the tongue rolling across the tops of your teeth.
Your toes curled as Harleyquin swirled his forked tongue against your walls, shuddering as you grew closer to your peak. One of your eyes flickered open to look at Ticket Taker from the corner of your eyes. He was, of course, watching you intently. He was the only one that hadn't marked you yet. You regretted that. You'd fix that. It was only when Jester pulled back from kissing you, that you reached a hand out toward him. You wanted to kiss him too. You were being so greedy, but so honest. Both Jester and Ticket Taker were pleased by it. "Please? Will you claim me too?" Your voice was so faint, moans spilling from your lips as you couldn't stop them. Your fingers moved to your neck, pulling the neckline of your shirt down for him to access you.
Jester grinned as he watched your expression, rife with pleasure, listening to Bil's footsteps close in on you.
"Of course, my dear."