Third person again
MJ sighed looking down "I god damn hate it when he does that!" He yelled to himself but the way he acted just kept turning him on. He growled hating RJ just because they were lovers doesn't mean RJ had the right to treat him like that. "I'm sick of his shit and how seductive he acts" MJ growls then smirks "oh how he begs when he's on his knees, stripped naked, bleeding, crying, and weeping begging me to stop" MJ's smile grows wider he often missed those days where he was free and could whatever he wanted to RJ even force him to do things he really didn't want to do. Yet still out of all that RJ still managed to stand straight, smile with his bright red lips, and say "I love you" MJ sighed as those words slipped from his mouth. MJ lays down sleep coming over him he looks at the bright and colorful room he was in and curls up and falls asleep.

RJ walked through his little carnival he had just took the children to bed and tucked them in. He smiled and took a deep breath enjoying the ever lasting joy that came from his land. The glistening lights the shun above him blinked and flickered as they kept changing colors. RJ headed for his tent and went to his bed room he got into his cozy covers and drifted into his soft comfy sleep.