The Clown's Jester

III

      When I wake, I feel one of mister Jack's arms still laid across my back. I look up to see him asleep, his face turned to the side and his other arm propping his head up. I smile, seeing the soft expression on his face as I mentally note the curves of his face, the sharpness of his jawline and chin and his delicate, soft lips.

      I move just slightly, resulting in mister Jack groaning in his sleep as he slightly tightens his grip on me just slightly before his grip begins to slowly loosen. A quiet giggle escapes me before I lay my arms on his chest, laying my chin on them. As he sleeps, his facial expression changes a few times, until right before he wakes, he gets a sort of sad look on his face. However, he shows no signs of sadness once he is awake.

      I smile, "Goodmorning, sleepyhead." He rolls his eyes, chuckling, "I seem to remember someone falling asleep before me." I nervously laugh as I say, "I guess you've got me there, but papa says to be in bed by nine so that I'm well rested." A smirk tugs at the corners of his lips as he moves his arm that was across my back to the top of my head, running his long fingers through my hair.

      I giggle, "Could I play with your hair?" He raises an eyebrow and I feel my face begin to get warm. "I-I mean...because-" He cuts me off smiling and saying, "You could," he pauses a moment, his smile turning into a smirk, "If you let me kiss you again." I shrug, smiling, "Okay, seems fair."

      He began to sit up, causing me to sit up as well. Once he was fully sat up and I was sat on his lap, I realized once again how much taller he is than me. He kept his hand on my head, sliding it to the back of my head, his other hand finding my back. I begin to tremble just slightly, my face feeling warm as his face slowly gets closer to mine.

      Our lips are now inches apart before he kisses my lips a few times, slowly. I open my mouth a little, allowing his tongue back in my mouth. His eyes close, mine following suit as I wrap my arms around his neck, loosely holding the back of his head with my hands, his hair entangling my fingers. He seemed surprised when I did this, I'm sure I even heard a small gasp, or what sounded like one anyways.

      I feel his hand on my back slightly close so that the palm of his hand is no longer on my back. He moves both of his hands to be on my hips, slowly having me slide back and forth on his lap. He broke the kiss, still continuing to give me small kisses in between gasps and some strange sounding gasps like from earlier. Confusion fills me until I feel something hard press up against my most sensitive spot and rub against me at the pace of him sliding me.

      Sounds I've never heard myself make before involuntarily leave my mouth. It feels like my body wants whatever is happening to continue, but my mind is still so confused. As I'm about to question, he stops moving me, sitting me on his thighs as he catches his breath, speaking between gasps, "Not...not like this. I don't want you not knowing what's going on...and I want you to want it as well. Not just your body, but your mind, too."

      I look into his eyes, smiling as I move my hands to the sides of his face, giving him the same comforting kiss he gave to me last night. He chuckles, shaking his head a bit, "You are by far the strangest girl I've ever met." I stand up on my knees before waddling my way back to being over his lap, however I don't sit. I gently put one of my thumbs to his bottom lip, "Open for me?"

      He chuckles, but once he realizes that I'm serious, I feel his temperature get slightly warmer as he loosens his mouth, opening it. Once his mouth is open, I swallow my fear and kiss him, attempting to do the same tongue movements as him. I feel his eyes widen with shock, I wonder if it's because he didn't expect me to try. A moment later, I break the kiss, giggling, "Now I get to play with your hair."

      He smirks, "Didn't you play with my hair during the kiss?" I pout, crossing my arms, "No fair, that wasn't even really playing with it..." He smiles, placing one of his hands on the top of my head, gently rustling my hair before he speaks, "Don't get upset, I was just Joking, girly." I gasp before smiling.

      He carefully picks me up like I weigh nothing, setting me down on the bed next to him before he stands up. He sits down on the floor next to my bed, facing away from the bed. I giggle as I go to the edge of the bed and sit down as I begin to run my fingers through his hair, braiding small sections of it. His hair isn't very long, but it does somewhat go down to his shoulders, some bits smaller than others.

      "You have really pretty hair, mister Jack." He took a moment to respond, eventually saying, "Thank you." A few minutes of silence fill the room before he speaks again, "Listen, Magnolia...I have to tell you something..."

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Me: Thanks for sticking it out this long, I am very proud of Jack for keeping it in his pants. *I lough*

Jack: Yeah yeah, real funny. I think the only joke funnier than that, might be you.

Me: Ow...

Magnolia: Mister Jack! How could you say something so mean!?

Jason: *slams a serrated butchers knife on the table*Darling, I just wanna talk to him!

Jack: See you later, my lovely.*he blows a kiss to Magnolia before he begins running, Jason following close behind*

Me: Get 'im, Jason!*I begin to laugh my ass off*

Magnolia: Well, I hope you guys liked this chapter, and decide to read more. While you wait on this one, she has a whole bunch of other stories.