After Dark (Open-ish)

Pierrot ignored Andrew completely, keeping Emily's face next to his. The antsy little fuck was trying so hard to break this up, but it wasn't going to work this time. Pierrot tossed a dagger sidearm at Andrew, just enough to slice his shoe open and slightly cut the side of his foot. A little reminder that he wasn't playing games.

"Go away, nobody wants you here." Pierrot said over his shoulder his eyes still locked with Emily's "I'll show her your fence before sunset. Why don't you go hit on Michaela some more?"

Pierrot kissed Emily again, attemptiong to wash out Andrew's whining and recapture the moment that was perfect so few moments ago.

((OOC: Let's not have an arm wrestling contest every time we deal with timeframes. The show ended at about 5, it's 6 at the very latest now, setting the sun too soon messes with Adam and Alexis' scene too, so let's not go turning the lights out on everybody))
 
emily lost herself in the kiss. leaning closer to Pierrot her hand on his chest, she could feel his heart beating against her palm. she hadn't hear when andrew aproached until she heard him speaking. startled emily jumps breaking the kiss with Pierrot. blushing she looks to andrew unsure of what to say or do. she wanted to stay and feel Pierrot's warm lips against her own his body pressed against hers. but at the same time she didn't want to disapoint andrew. after she and Pierrot had disapeared on him leaving andrew to do all the work on the fence himself. looking to Pierrot she smiled sweetly and brushed a kiss against the corner of his lips.

" i should probably go see... do you want to come along?" but before she could stand Pierrot was kissing her again and she lost her train of thought forgetting that she was going to join andrew at the fence. wraping her arms around his neck. she hadn't noticed that andrew had been cut by a dagger or that Pierrot had been the one to throw it.

(OOC: eeks.. i had to do some editing. lol sorry about that.)
 
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Andrew winced as Pierrot's dagger cut into his foot,"thats it I've had it" he inwardly muttered.Limping towards the pair he grabbed Pierrot by the shoulder,"this yours" he quietly spoke holding up so Emily could see as Pierrot was spun away from her.

He looked at Emily,"i'm sorry about this" he softly said to her angry that Pierrot had made it get out of hand.He waited for the clown to speak not taking his eyes off him.
 
With Emily again captivated by his kiss and lost in his embrace Pierrot looked up at Andrew and made a dismissive gesture with his hand. Though he was kissing Emily with love and tenderness his eyes were spouting flames and hatred at Andrew.

Pierrot then closed his eyes, certain that even Andrew couldn't be dumb enough to ignore the writing on the wall. Pierrot's hands gently caressed Emily's hips pulling her body tighter against his own, the sky was beginning to turn red and the sun was no longer a perfect orb. If this was going to happen they needed to do it right away, in front of Andrew if necessary.
 
gasping emily cryed out as Pierrot was roughly turned away from her. " my god andrew.. what are you doing.." she was confused and disorientated.. slowly she realized that andrew was holding up one of Pierrot's small daggers infront of them. covering her mouth with her hand she looked from andrew to
Pierrot. waiting to see what was going to happen next. she didn't realize she was holding her breath until she released it in a rush. her hand on Pierrot's back.
 
The kiss was broken abruptly by Andrew putting his grubby little hand on Pierrot and turning him forcefully to face him.

"Yeah that's mine! Lucky for you I didn't follow through on my promise from earlier." Pierrot said sharply, his face reddening as he struggled to keep himself from fulfilling that same prophecy. "I guess words aren't enough for some people. I'm not going to tell you to leave us alone again Andrew, you need to leave before you get yourself seriously hurt."

Pierrot's eyes made it clear that he wasn't joking. Pierrot was the type that would follow through on a guarantee regardless of the cost. In this moment, Pierrot would kill Andrew if the boy really wanted to test him.
 
Andrew looked at Pierrot,he considered his options carefully before deciding to let the clown have his fun."Fine I don't give a dam" he said walking away leaving him and Emily,without stopping Andrew entered the bus slamming the door behind him.

"That son of a grrrrr" he shouted throwing his bed of its springs,above all Andrew felt sorry for Emily."She'll find out when it's too late" he muttered sitting himself down and letting his anger brood.
 
"I'm so sorry about all that," Pierrot said to Emily, smiling. "Some people can be so... immature."

Pierrot scooped another glob of the tiramissou and wiped it on her nose. He roared wildly with infectious laughter. 'Make her laugh' Pierrot's patented closing move. A little taste of joviality among his typical staunch demeanor, that was all it took, laughter shook away inhabitions like no other. Laughter relaxes the body, makes the senses more receptive and most importantly washed away worry.

George's death, Andrew's tirade, the impending sunset, none of these things stressed the two on the edge of the cliff as they shared a laugh. Pierrot was a clown afterall.

Shakespeare said: "The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool."

Pierrot felt like a pretty wise fool when he lightly nipped up the creamy pastry off the end of Emily's nose. Adam was a damn good cook, he'd have to compliment him the next day.

The third time Pierrot kissed Emily there was no hesitation or doubt, he siezed her, devoured her, claimed her with his mouth. They had been interrupted for far too long and the sun was already turning the sky red. They couldn't have had much longer, so Pierrot wasted no time unfastening his cargo pants. He'd worked too hard to abandon hope now.
 
Alexis chuckled as she took in Adam’s cocky grin. She uncrossed her arms, and walked over to him, hooked her arm around his and winked. “Now Adam, I have no plans. I just went through this big speech about me not being a slut, so you know I simply meant spending some quality one on one time together.”

She grinned and casually walked him toward the door and then out into the yard. “I honestly was thinking a game of cards, checkers, chess perhaps. . .something to pass the time before the moon steals the sun’s thunder.”

A movement from the corner of her eye caught the door of the bus closing and she thought she’d seen Andrew through the lightly tinted windows. “Well look like he lost,” she whispered and then eyed the yard for Pierrot and Emily. Upon not seeing them, she shrugged her shoulders and then steered their walk toward the opposite side of where George had been laid to rest. “So your bunk or mine,” she asked, then added, “and what game shall we play?”
 
"Your bunk is probably a better idea. i currently have sequins strewn across the bedspread. And the game, well, thats where you come in. i don't know a lot of card games." Adam followed Alexis to the bus, hoping to bypass andrew on the way. he'd hear enough of what was going on tomorrow.
 
“Sounds like a plan, though sequins and I go great together.” Alexis continued to walk toward her part of the bus, eventually reaching her and Alex’s room. “You’ve got sequins,” she said, then waved to the bed, “I have whips, chains and restraints.” She winked and then pushed her other half’s playthings away. “Alex, like many, has a few kinks I don’t care for, but I can’t really do much about it.”

She reached up and grabbed a box from the custom made shelves. “Have a seat and if you’re thirsty there’s all sorts of stuff in the mini-fridge.” Alexis opened the box of odds and ends, then pulled out a deck of cards. “Since you confess to not knowing card games then we’ll be evenly matched because I suck at them too.”

Again an easy smile lifted from her glossed lips and she sat down on the bed, waited for Adam to take a seat across from her and then proceeded to deal the cards. “Truth or Dare Poker,” she winked, “bet you thought I’d say strip. Then again, depending on the dare, it very well could be and it seems I already have less on than you.” She kicked off her sandals and chuckled.
 
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surprised by the power of his kiss made emily feel as if she where falling off of the cliff rather than sitting there in his strong embrace. holding onto him as if she feared falling she returned his kiss. greatfull for the time alone she was having with him. she was so los in the sensations building inside of her young body she had not realized that Pierrot had already undone his cargo's and as he pressed her down onto her back she went readily. her body aching for his touch.
 
Pierrot left his pants open, barely clinging to his muscular hips. Pierrot slid his lips slowly down the side of Emily's face, his tongue lightly caressing the side of her neck as his hands slid from the small of her back, over her abs and down to her shorts. By the time his hands were so gently unbuttoning her shorts, his lips were tenderly sucking on her collarbone.

His breath washed warm over her chest and neck as his hands slid back up under her shirt. Tenderly and firmly Pierrot caressed her breasts under her tank top for a moment before he shrugged his hips enough to drop his pants to the ground and free his rock hard 8" cock.
 
After brooding for as long as he wanted Andrew decided that he better get things ready for Andrea.He went and selected a costume similer to the one he wore for his act exceot the colours were reveresed into silver and blue.

He then laid out some casual clothes for her to wear and wrote down the days events for her to take a quick read."I wonder if I should mention about Pierrot and me" he muttered taking a pen and entering the days happenings.
 
gasping emily was finding it hard to catch her breath as Pierrot slid his hands under her tank top caressing her sinsative breast's . she arched her back pressing her breast up into his hands. her eyes closed as she tilted her head giving him more room to kiss and nip at her neck and collarbone. her hands coming up around him to caress his back her hands sliping under his shirt desperate to have to feel of him against her palms. when she felt his erection pressing against her inner thigh she drew her bottom lip between her teeth biting down on it as she slid her hand between them . her small fingers wraping around his shaft , she slowly moved her hand along his length enjoying the solid feel of him in her hand.
 
Pierrot let a soft sigh wash over Emily's body when she caressed his shaft. It felt fantastic, it also confirmed for him that she wanted this to happen every bit as much as he did (albeit for different reasons). Her grasp on his shaft became the key unlocking the flow of his wild and unbriddled lust.

The second his sigh ended he whipped the tank top over her head and off her body, leaning forward to unclasp her bra in the front with his teeth, his left hand slid over her quivering midsection to slide down the front of her soft panties ever so slowly, his middle finger timidly encountering her clit.

Rearanging himself to mount Emily, Pierrot's finger duplicated the action to her clit. Mounting it and swaying back and forth slowly like reeds in the wind. Pierrot's hips slowly moved back and forth, matching the motion of her hand, fucking her fist gently as though it were her soft and rapidly moistenining sex.

By now the clouds were streaked on the underside by vibrant orange as they clung to the red sky which turned purple near its zenith. Pierrot's hair was already sprouting long red strands amongst his forest of dense silver.
 
emily was burning for Pierrot, his touch driving all thought from her mind. the only thing she cared about was this moment with Pierrot. his body over her, his large erection grasped in her small hand. as his hands and mouth moved over her body. releasing his rock hard cock she slides her hands up over his body lifting his shirt over his head and letting it fall to the ground beside her own discarded clothing. her hands slowly moving over his muscular back. looking up at him her dark blue eyes stormy with her desire. lifting her hips she let him pull her shorts off and watched as he lowered his body over hers.

she had no idea of the time of day or that her raven black hair was begining to turn blonde at the roots. all she knew was that the man she had secretely crushed on since joining the Dark Desires Carnivale. a soft moan escaping through her parted lips as she closes her eyes.
 
Andrew looked at a nearby mirror and blinked,"looks like things are starting" he murmed.His eyes had began to turn grey and his hips slowly became smaller.

Soon the transformation would finish,Andrew moved and took one final glimpse at the sun."Tomorrows going to be very intresting" he murmed thinking of the days events as Andrea began to emerge from her shadows while he faded away.
 
"Exactly how does one play truth or dare poker? trip poker i understand. i'm a fabulous stripper." Adam shimmied a little to display his hidden talent before he settled in to play the game, keeping an eye out the window to watch the impending sunset. "I'm not a very good poker player, so i may be the one on the losing end here. allthough if it were truth or dare pool, i would own, just because thats what i do."
 
Emily was wild, she clawed at his back as though she were a lioness; and he atop her felt like the mighty king of the jungle. He slid her delicate panties to one side and lowered his shaft, positioning the head of his cock just between her delicate folds. Pierrot kissed her again as he pushed his cock through her hands and deep into her moist inviting sex.

His arms pulled her body as close to his own as he possibly could, his hips pressed against hers, their bodies joined. His tongue even probed her inviting mouth, yet another part of his body striving to be closer to her, within her wherever possible. It was as if he were trying to meld with her very soul by his first thrust.

He pulled back again, his hips and his mouth. One for needing air, and the other needing that distance to strike again. Pierrot gasped for air to supply his lungs while his hips plunged back into paradise.

This thrust caused him to cry out slightly in pleasure, his back arching with the motion and his smoky eyes igniting to a much more vibrant and vivid green. He settled into a slow and deliberate rhythm like that, his back arching and his mouth hovering above hers.

The sky was now mostly purple, only the horizon a dark orange and fire red. The long “mane” of red hair that now flowed around his head. His body remained mostly in tact though he did seem to be somewhat… shrinking.
 
“Damn,” Alexis muttered, already feeling the changes taking place. “It doesn’t look like it will matter much now, does it.” She sighed and pushed back her hair, knowing that soon it would be shorter, but still bright red. “Truth or Dare is similar to strip, but instead of losing clothes, the loser has to take a dare or answer a truth. Very simple rule.”

She looked at her cards and screwed up her lips, then looked to the sun and growled. Then glanced back at her hands, where her fingers were slowly changing, then fluttering back to feminine painted tips. She discarded two cards, and took two new ones from the deck. In her hands she held two pair. A set of 2's and 8's.

“So, whattcha got, or are you going to just give up and let me win now?” She grinned and winked mischievously. The fading light spilled into the bus and danced across her red curls. She could already feel her nipples becoming tinier and the friction of the tank top continued to irrate the hard nubs.
 
Gasping Emily wraped her arms around his back her nails biting into his flesh as she lifts her hips toward him, meeting his thrusts. the silky walls surrounding his sex tightening around him as she moans loudly. lifting her head she captures his lips, her tongue gliding against his in a passionate kiss. breaking the kiss she looks up to him with dark brown eyes. her shoulders growing broader. her legs lengthen and become more muscular. her raven locks having turned nearly white. crying it she begs him not to stop as she begins to feel the first tinglings of her orgasm. the silky walls of her sex sqweezing around his large cock as her back arches and her hips lift off the ground.
 
Pierrot felt his own orgasm building as Emily’s body tensed and her climax approached, Pierrot looked down at her with his now vibrant green eyes, she was already starting to change. Pierrot sought to compensate for the rapid shrinking of his cock by moving his hips faster and faster.

His balls were tensing and he was so close, he moved faster and kissed Emily again, his lips wrapping around her lower lip. His hands sought out her breasts but found them diminished as well and a much more masculine chest below his suddenly tiny and feminine hand.

Emily’s pussy was tightening, not just from her impending orgasm, it was closing itself up completely. Pierrot howled in frustration as yet another shock of long red hair erupted from his head, completely changing his scalp into the scalp of Pierrette.

Too soon! Too soon!

Damnit it wasn’t fair. Pierrot continued to rage against Emily’s pliant body in a feeble attempt to prolong the waning twilight.
 
Emily could feel herself slipping away as Pierrot thrust ferociously into her. but she knew as she felt her body closing to him her breasts where already nearly gone her entire body growing large muscles and her voice growing thicker and more masculine as she cry's out in distress at having the change happen at such a terrable time. crying she pushes him away the new strength in her arms easily lifting him off of her as she rolls onto her side tears rolling down her face. " please dont look at me Pierrot... oh god please dont look at me" her voice much more brandon's than her own as she lay there curled into a ball with him behind her.

this was just one more reason why she hated the sunset, why she hated her other half she reminded herself as she lay sobbing into her hands.
 
When Emily pushed Pierrot's body away from her it was as if she completely pushed him from existance, the slight movement completing the change. His cock suddenly disappeared behind Pierrette's dainty clitoral hood and Brandon's cock suddenly lashed out, filling her pussy before her mind was even her own. by now the body was hers, however, and Pierrot's gruff cries sounded foreign coming from her dainty throat.

"No! No No!" Pierrot grunted, more taking cock than giving it at this moment. "No NoooOoohhh"

Pierrette moaned despite herself. She had never woken up like this before... but she liked it. It seemed that Pierrot had been getting him some on the cliff at sunset... how romantic.

She gasped loudly as she lowered herself down again, placing her small dainty hands on Brandon's chest. At this point it was better to finish up than try to sift through all the akward fumblings of stopping now.
 
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