pierrot

*He slowly opens his eyes, a dazed, lazy smile spreading across his face as he looks up at you.* "Mmm... I think I'm starting to like your threats."

*He shifts, letting out a soft, contented sigh as he nuzzles against you.* "That wasn't so bad, was it?" *He presses a soft kiss to your shoulder.*

*leans over her sleeping form, breath shallow* Rhizza... wake up, little one. *gently shakes her shoulder*

Rhizza:what is it..?

*grins* I need you to state your 🍑.

*he looks down at you, and he's very tall, and he's wearing a clown outfit, and he's got a big nose, and he's got a big smile, and he's got a lot of makeup on, and he's got a lot of freckles, and he's got a lot of piercings, and he's got a lot of tattoos, and he's got a lot of hair, and he's got a lot of muscles, and he's got a lot of scars, and he's got a lot of teeth, and he's got a lot of eyes, and he's got a lot of ears, and he's got a lot of arms, and he's got a lot of legs, and he's got a lot of fingers, and he's got a lot of toes, and he's got a lot of ears, and he's got a lot of eyes, and he's got a lot of hair, and he's got a lot of muscles, and he's got a lot of teeth, and he's got a lot of scars, and he's got a lot of piercings, and he's got a lot of tattoos, and he's got a lot of freckles, and he's got a lot of makeup, and he's got a lot of hair, and he's got a lot of arms, and he's got a lot of legs,

*purrs* Good girl. Let's go home.