(I'll be using the semi-creepy human versions of them. If you haven't seen them, go check 'em out on tumblr or youtube. For those og you who are unaware, the name Tony refers to the clock, and the name Paige refers to the Notebook.)
Tony and Paige were dancing together. The day of tormenting people was over for now, and they could simply enjoy each other's company. "Paige my love, you're a joy to behold, from the ink in your skin, to the paper you fold~" Tony said, his hand running along her paper dress, squeezing her rear gently. Paige blushed, "Your the joy my dear Tony, I'll say it again until I die, from the shine in your shoes to your clock-hand bow-tie."
"The way you live to find vibrant colors a new." Tony said, drawing Paige closer, "The way you learned to master time, just to bring me to you." Paige said, her inky hand roaming down, rubbing Tony's crotch. "The control of your gaze." Paige added, "The madness of your stare." Said Tony. "The precision of your movements." "The green in your hair-"
To late Tony realized the mistake he had made as Paige collapsed on the ground, sobbing. "Hideous! An uncreative mess my hair's become!" Paige sobbed, "And to think you'd noticed when the fun had just begun!" Tony thought fast, he excelled at that. He leaned down, moving Paige hand's away. "It matters to me not what colors dance through your hair, all that matters to me is that you are there." He kissed along her neck, ignoring the taste of ink. "But if this green hair upsets you do truly and deep," Tony plucked the hair, leaving no green on Paige, his movement so fast Paige didn't even feel it, "Then why is it something you should be forced to keep?"
Paige looked up, her mouth slightly agape as Tony tossed aside the green hair. Her tears becoming those of joy, she pounced on him, pinning him underneath her, "Those you call you half mad are all telling lies. Such an act of kindness won't go without a prize~" Paige said, undoing Tony's pants and removing them. Tony squirmed as his member was freed, hidden somewhere under Paige's dress.
She lowered herself more, causing Tony to moan as his cock was pushed into her tight, moist slit. Paige locked her legs underneath Tony's waist, pulling herself down hard, causing them both to cry out in pleasure as she speared herself on Tony's cock. Tony moved his hands to Paige's hips, helping her move them up and down as he thrust up into her, slowly at first, but quickly getting rougher, faster, harder.
Paige rocked her hips back and forth, forcing Tony's cock as deep as it could go. her moans willed the room as she bounced in his lap, causing a rhythmic thud as Tony's hips bumped against the wooden floor beneath them. Tony's hand moved up to Paige's chest, pulling the top of her dress down and beginning to grope and massage her inky tits.
Paige moaned louder, and began moving her hips faster as a result. Tony grunted, picking up his own pace as well. The wet sound of their hips slapping together got them both riled up, and they both got closer and closer. After several minutes of this, both came together, shouting in pleasure as their climax hit them at the same time.
Paige collapsed, laying on top of Tony, who held and began kissing her heatedly. After several minutes, they separated, grinning. "Was this not a wonderful time to be mucking around?" Paige asked. "I see no need for us to slow down~" Tony agreed.