CURVE BALL! XD
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Good gosh I'm terrified. What in the world does Joker have planned? I suspiciously watch him as he drags me about the circus, preparing for another Role Holder Event. Don't you dare try to propose to me in public. That will not only humiliate me, but you too! I smartly kept my mouth shut too nervous to say anything even after he confirmed that the 'surprise fireworks' are on their way here now. Oh man he's going to actually do it oh man oh gosh oh man ... I jump as his hand runs through my hair forcing me to look up with a small flex.
"Lovely dear, why do you look so nervous? It's just another performance. Or...are you expecting something particularly wonderful to happen this time around?" White croons, twisting my head to the side as he gently kisses behind my ear. My spine stiffens up as heat immediately blossoms across my cheeks making him chuckle. "You look devastatingly marvelous in red, dear."
"G-G-G-," I stutter hardly able to get a word out. What is wrong with me? Normally I would be throwing his butt to the ground but ... why can't I do anything to him? It's as if I simply can't resist anymore.
"Go on? Why, of course love~," White hums along dropping to his knees as he traps my hips with his arm. His tongue lightly caresses the outer edge of my hip gliding over the skin tight underwear. A frighteningly delightful shiver shoots down my leg paralyzing any sort of movement. Oh gosh-! White sinisterly grins realizing my reactions as he slides his hand down my leg.
"I love you, my little kitten~," he sweetly croons, lapping up the fabric into his mouth as he playfully tugs on it. I suck in a quick gasp as logic kicks my lusts out the door. I snatch a fistful of White's hair yanking him back and glare into his surprised eye.
"Knock it off! You're making me feel very uncomfortable!" I harshly reprimand darting my eyes over to some clowns who promptly look away.
"You're red blush and aroused body says otherwise, dear." He aggressively growls, clutching my waist tighter as he kisses my belly. "My, what I wouldn't give to put some of me in there...," he delicately moons watching my stomach with a softened eye. Does he mean ... a baby? GAH!
"T-Then listen to my voice!" I growl pulling away from him. He heavily sighs and relents, standing up. Just as I thought it is over he snatches hold of my hips, pressing his own against my stomach.
"So ... what does the 'voice' have to say?" He asks, leaning in so his musk drifts over me like intoxicating poisonous gas.
"Uhhh ... ah?" I barely croak as he chuckles, drawing a line with his finger across my trembling jaw. My eyes roll back, purely enthralled with even the simplest touch.
"That's what I thought." He playfully purrs, pecking me on the cheek. I snap out of it as he looks up, directing his attention to a group of faceless approaching with more paperwork. He pleasantly smiles glancing over the paperwork and continues to direct with quick instructions, leaving the details to their imaginations.
I almost drop like a hot rock to the ground in sheer embarrassment. Oh man ... how is it possible that he can infuse so much heat into my body without even really trying?
Out of the corner of my eye I spy his adam's apple, protruding beautifully but not so much to look grotesque. A faint blush settles over my cheeks as I watch it move up and down with each deep, husky syllable his tongue produces.
And yet no matter how many times he does it I only feel myself falling harder.
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"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the grandest show in all of Wonderland...," White announces, waving his hand in the air as he begins the opening ceremonies. I smile and stand beside him, keeping our hands clasped so no one can see the handcuffs. Who knows how they'll react if they see this. I glance over the stands picking out every role holder sitting in various spots. Gowland and Boris smile and clap, enthralled that I'm still in one piece at least. I take another look around spying Alice in her light blue dress. When our eyes meet she turns her head with a huff. Ah~ looks like she hasn't forgotten. My eyes drift over Blood spying his cocky smirk. Oh man ... my hell has begun.
"Is my performance displeasing you?" White purrs under his voice slyly glancing at me in the corner of his eye.
"Huh? Ah, n-no...it's fine." I mutter looking over the prancing white ponies trotting around us with acrobats doing flips on their backs.
"Why, that's a relief because the amount of strength you are using to clutch my hand was steadily increasing, and still is." I stiffen, loosening my grasp on his hand. Whoops; I didn't realize I was holding his hand so tightly.
"Ah, s-sorry." I stutter, looking away. Oh man ... I'm so nervous that butterflies are catching on fire in my stomach, head butting the sides like angry hornets.
"No, don't apologize love," White croons, leaning down to my cheek, "I like it when you get rough with me."
"Ah...," I quickly close my mouth as a faint blush spreads across my cheeks. Oh man I'm so nervous I want to die right now! White's sinister smile sweetly widens as he gives me a kiss on the cheek.
"My, that red greatly suits you! Tell me ... can you tell where I'm flushing right now?"
"Enough, White." I hoarsely growl as the flaming acrobats begins, tossing balls and various pins on fire through the air in death defying stunts.
"But why? I'm so excited for tonight that I can hardly contain myself." His eyes wickedly flash as my eyes immediately glues to his, face paling, "Oh? Did I just give away a hint?"
"You did that with the, oh, I don't know ... just the elephant and the dart board and every time you kiss me you freaking propose to me." Jackie growls.
"You act as though it is a bad thing. Tell me ... do you really not want to marry me? We can **** either way, I don't mind love." White gently caresses my cheek as I lightly sneer. What is this some kind of joke to him?! I slap his hand away holding myself back from punching him in the face.
"Why do you take this as a joke?! Marriage is very important to me!" Don't treat something I prioritize and make a joke out of it by asking me every five freaking minutes of the day -!
"Then why won't you marry me?" Joker gently demands, still with a soft yet fiery passionate burning flickering deep in his crimson eyes. My throat immediately closes as any response is rendered useless. Why? Why won't I marry you? Well, I ... first of all, you ... uh, you think that everything is a ... a ...
...
Why don't I marry him?
It's not like there's no reason for it. I love him; I truly do. And I want to give him my everything. But I ... I feel like he's not taking this seriously. He asks just because he wants it and, well, I'm not sure if he really is committed to having only me be with him. To stand by him through thick and thin. To be ready to comfort him and be comforted by the sinister Joker. I have no reason that I shouldn't marry him, other than going home. But at this point ... do I really want to go home?
"Oh? And that is our cue, love~," White purrs, sweeping me off my feet as he snaps his fingers. Immediately the ground shrinks to a tiny platform above the roaring crowds with the tight rope lingering dangerously across the air. Oh man ... here it is. My nightmare. "Oh, and I have quite the surprise for you too."
"And what is that - WHOA!" I sarcastically begin just as a giant ball inflates beneath our feet. He immediately wraps his arm around my waist as he spins me around, making me face forward as he holds me steady. "W-Whoa! Wait a minute White, I've never done this before!"
"That's right, love. Trust me, I've done this many times before. Stay calm and follow my lead." White soothes as his right leg forces mine forward. I suck in a shaky, nervous breath as the ball gently rolls forward and onto the tightrope. This is way too dangerous -!
"W-White...!"
"Hush now, love. I'll take excellent care of you." he softly mutters kissing the top of my head.
"Why are you shaking? I've told you, love, that I am very well experienced in this. I'm an expert." White comforts, softly settling his hand over my hip. I tightly grip his hand as my legs tremble, unwilling to take another step. Oh man ... one wrong move and I'm falling right off of this thing!
"Y-y-y-y-eah w-well I'm n-n-n-not!" I retaliate, my heart jerking in place as I tilt to the right. Without warning the ball straightens itself out as another arm wraps around my waist resting on my ribs.
"Mind if there's a third in this little twosome?" Another White darkly coos with a grin, perfectly balancing the giant ball. I gawk at the look alike, gripping his shoulder for support as I struggle to balance myself.
"B-Black?!" I cry, startled. Why is he wearing White's outfit? When did he get back? And, more so - ,"Black, you can do performances?"'
"Of course I can, half wit!" He snaps before his face smoothes out with a cool and gentle smile, "Now, does the little kitten need some guidance?" Black grins as he regains his cool countenance. White rolls his eyes and continues kicking my legs forward, keeping the ball moving at a slow and steady pace. My limbs terribly tremble as I slowly begin to pick up his pattern, slowly but surely predicting his next move. Black smoothly swung around, holding my hands as White continues to kick out my legs. His blows soften as I catch on making the ball roll with his directions.
"I - I'm doing it." I mutter with a nervous laugh.
"Why, yes you are ... hey,"
"why don't we,"
"step it up a notch?" White grins as he twirls me around making the ball terribly wobble on the wire. A frightened chill shoots down my spine as I immediately latch onto Black who is also dancing circles around my frightened feet. I'm going to fall -! Just as the ball tilts over the wire Joker's arms wrap around my waist, pulling me in close as his other hands grip the wire. He swings for a moment, remaining hanging from the rope with a firm grip. I jostle in his arms, situating myself as I gaze at the far off ground, relying on Joker's firm grasp to hang on. Holy crap -!
"I think it's time, don't you? Why, yes I do." Joker purrs answering himself. Huh? He's never done that before.
"Jackie,"
"would you do me,"
"Joker, the honor of -," he cuts short as a barrage of fireworks light up the tent immediately drawing everyone's attention away from us. My heart pounds hard as I gaze into his eyes reflecting the fiery passionate light of the fireworks. My body grows hot as he leans into both ears, finishing up.
"Marrying me?" I breathlessly watch as he pulls back, patiently waiting for my response. Wow ... how can I possibly say no at this point?
"Joker ... y-you know my answer already and it's a n-," Black's hand slaps over my lips as he heavily sighs, aggravated.
"My, looks like we have to go to plan B." White croons as solid ground touches my feet. I let out a frightened gasp as Joker lets go of the wire landing on the red rug in my room with ease. I grapple at his arms before standing on my unsteady legs, realizing that death isn't coming with a squish. H-Huh? Ah ... we're back in my room.
"W-What's plan B?" I nervously ask as White guides me to the couch, sitting me down while Black rummages through the closet.
"**** that's what it is." Black grumbles with a sour pout pulling out two packages. One about the size of my shin and the other a flat, skinny sliver. Both are wrapped in black and white wrapping paper, tied out with a red curly bow.
"No worries, love. Black is only upset because we didn't jump to plan D." White coolly explains keeping his arm wrapped around my shoulders. I curiously eye the packages as Black slumps to my side, gently setting them on the table before me. They got me presents?
"We could have just gone straight to plan F." Black huffed, settling down with a hand over my thigh.
"Yes, and what fun plan F is too ... however, we shall go with plan B and plan B is how we shall go. Milady?" White asks, plucking up the skinny small present and set it in my curious hands. I gingerly hold the hard present trying to determine what it is. Knowing White it's probably a gag gift. "Here you are, love ... open it."
"A-Alright." I said, just going with the flow at this point. Hey, if this distracts him even for a little bit then that's fine. I gently tear off the wrapping as my mouth parts with shock.
It's a wrench.
The beautiful black sleek tool easily slides into my fingers as I move it about examining the mouth and long neck of the wrench. I pause as my digits encounter a crevice. I ease the lovely piece of formed metal around, pausing as I look over the italicized fancy font. I run my fingers over the lettering finding myself unconsciously smiling at the sincere gesture. Ah ... it's Joker. Joker signed his name on it and then ... I flip it over finding my own name with a tiny kitten etched in at the end of my name. I flip it over again finding two wolves at the end of Joker's name. This engraving is incredible! And this metal, it's the most expensive and practically indestructible of any kind -!
"Do you love it?" White croons kissing my cheek.
"She better. I went to 23 f***ing stores just to get it-!" I immediately spin around, snatch White's jaws and plaster my lips to his. He pauses, taken off guard before eagerly returning the gesture. He pleasurably runs his free hand down my thigh forcing me up against him to which I eagerly return. I can't believe they got me a wrench! It's perfect too; the dimensions and the sizes are just like my last one -! Excitement get the better of me as I unconsciously bite his lip, nibbling on the lower. Joker sucks in a quick, startled breath as White pushes back, sizing up my strength.
"Hey! No sucking face until I get my freaking gift in!" Black complains as White's lips twitch into a smile. He pushes more earnestly, tightly clutching my backside as he leans forward smacking me into Black's lap. I run my fingers through his hair before he is ripped out of my arms. My eyes pop open spying Black gripping a fistful of White's hair, yanking him back into his spot.
"Awe~! Now whose the wet blanket?" White complains with a cheesy smile as he sits back, content with his little discovery. Ah~ too far?
"Now, for my half of the presents." Black huffs, shooting daggers towards White as though warning him not to dare interrupt. White merely smiles as he leans back, obediently obeying while keeping an arm around my shoulder. I giggle at Black's jealousy as I take his gift. He's jealous of himself? How can that even happen?
I gently remove the bow and peel back the paper, a shiver running down my spine as I spy a leather case. My ... violin case? I slowly remove the rest of it flickering my eyes over to Black's cocky grin as he twirls my hair around his finger, as though waiting for me to jump him too. My fingers tremble as I unlock the latches, hesitating before I open it. Is it really ... what I think it is?
With a quick breath of air I flick the top back spying a beautiful black violin and white bow. This ... is perfect. Even the colors and what they represent. Black as the violin, being the one to always voice his opinions and the white bow, representing White working behind the scenes to make sure everything is perfect. My lips part as I run my finger over my engraved name, with the J much larger than the rest of the letters as it is used for both 'Jackie' and 'Joker'. Together as one ... me and Joker.
I love him.
I truly, truly love and I only want him.
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lol what do you think happened to Jackie this time? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA I'm so evil! 10 REVIEWS for the next~