Requested by... Lots of people.

I suggest listening to the song above while your reading this. It really helps set the mood. Thank you TheNicePrincess23 for introducing it to me :3

Chronologically, this takes place before the arrival of "The Knight".

Warning for some gore at the beginning.

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His disarming smile flashed around the room as another display of magic left the crowd gasping and looking on in awe. His fellow magician, Seam, followed up with some less dazzling, but still incredible, feats of his own.

But the crowd was here for the - rightly nicknamed - Jevil. A master of the strange and arcane, deceiving the eye with a flick of his finger. Not someone to be crossed, despite his outwardly jovial and I-Don't-Give-A-Damn attitude.

It was also known, though to few, that he greatly disliked being the court Jester, entertaining rich people when, in his words, "My skills could be used to bring happiness to those who need it, yes, and not wasted on stupid, yes, pompous moneybags!"

Which was part of the reason you'd quickly agreed to help him out with this next trick, the sole purpose being to scare the living daylights out of the audience, and perhaps the victim of it as well. A far cry from the usual fun and games.

If you hadn't practiced this beforehand, that certainly would've been the case for you as well.

You stepped out from behind the curtain separating the stage from the hall, remaining in the shadows. No one in the crowd of nobles noticed you, garbed as just another servant in the castle.

Jevil's eyes met yours and his strange grin widened slightly. He winked.

This small acknowledgement somehow made you redden, you quickly turned away and began your circuit of the room, listening as he began to speak in his light, lilting voice.

"Esteemed guests, I hope you enjoyed this nights show, show, but there is one last trick up my sleeve, yes, though no trick is this, this."

He's a smooth liar, you thought as you neared the stairs in between several tables. As you neared the bottom of them, the lights suddenly dimmed to a foreboding purple-ish red, and smoked curled up around the room, work of Seam's.

"I will need a vessel, however, to provide this last bit of merriment."

The moment your foot touched the last stair-step, his head swiveled in your direction, the crowd's eyes following.

"You there!!!" He cried, pointing dramatically in your direction. "You'll do perfectly!"

One moment, you stood on the ground, the next, you were floating above the crowd, stuck in midair. Yells of surprise and concern rang out, and you put on a show of looking surprised and scared. As well as ignoring those actual feelings inside you. The doors were heard to slam shut, and the fear in the room grew at an alarming rate.

"Now WATCH," Jevil said, his voice higher, echoing around the room. His sadistic smile didn't wane, it grew in fact, as he pointed up at the ceiling to you.

"A trick I call the 'Humpty Dumpty."

A strange pressure filled your body. You knew it was only part of the illusion, but your heart continued thumping wildly.

"Where I wrench every LIMB FROM HER BODY, and put it together again, again!!!"

Screams. So much screaming, yelling, crying. Taking a deep breath, you opened an eye.

Through some feat of magic, your limbs looked to have been cleanly severed from your body, the smoke in the room making it look as if blood where dripping from them.

Jevil's gleeful, crazy laughter at the sight only scared watchers more.

"You monster!"
"He murdered her!!!"
"We're all trapped in here with this madman!"

The jester's voice rose above the yells. The smoke began to lessen and the doors unlocked. A mad scramble for the doors ensued. And Jevil just kept laughing.

"Don't underestimate a magician's tricks you fools, fools!"

Once they were all gone, the image of your severed limbs disappeared, and you let out a breath you'd been holding.

Jevil made as if to slowly let you down to the ground, then dropped you from thin air. You screamed, ready to feel every bone snap, but that didn't happen.

You slowly opened your eyes to see that Jevil had caught you. He now had a (mostly) normal grin on his face, and planted a kiss on your forehead before setting you upright on the ground.

"Quite the fall, fall, yes?" He said, turning away as Seam stepped out from behind the curtain, a scowl on the cat's face.

"That's going to come back and bite you, Jevil." He grumbled. Jevil shrugged and giggled, then threw back his head and gave a harsh laugh.

"Your no fun, Seam. A little scare now and then is so good, good, yes."

Seam grumbled and moved to leave the room. "Well, dig your own grave, see if I give a damn." He exited the hall, leaving for home.

That did strike a chord of fear in you however. Seam was right in saying that this was going to haunt you. The repercussions of doing this wouldn't be pretty. God, what had you been-

"And you, ____, did wonderfully, yes!!!"

Jevil threw an arm around your waist and twirled you round, giggling, that grin never leaving his face.

"I could never have pulled it off without you, you."

You scratched the back of your head, trying to ignore the heat on your cheeks. "Oh, that's kind of you but..." Your eyes reached his face. "Aren't you worried about what'll happen because of this?"

Jevil waved a hand dismissively, and looked you straight in the eye. "How can I be worried about anything, when I've got a face lovely as your own to distract me?"

This threw your brain for the loop, and Jevil took this opportunity to lead you from the room. "But," he muttered, "Maybe we should stay, stay somewhere else until this blows over, yes."

You hardly noticed as you began heading down a hall you didn't recognize. Had he really said you were lovely? It seemed an odd sentiment, especially given to someone insignificant as you, his assistant.

The world came back into focus when Jevil stopped suddenly in front of a small wooden door. The only defining feature of it was the small keyhole, but into the shape of a scythe.

"In here, ___. I assure you no one can find or bother us~"

"What do you..."

You're voice trailed off as you entered, the door closing softly behind you. The room was a bedroom, and it was a chaotic mess of magical things, ranging from regular magician's trinkets to objects you'd never seen. The decorations was distinctly purple and blue, marking this room as Jevil's own.

Jevil sighed and went to set you on the bed. "Forgive the mess, mess. Seam and I were working in here and never cleaned up. But no one knows where I sleep besides us, so we'll be alone here."

The worry didn't leave your mind. "But Seam! Won't he tell everyone where you are? I know he's your friend but..."

Jevil placed a finger to your lips, hushing you. "Seam won't tell a soul, if he knows what's good for him!"

The cheerful way he said that made you shiver.

You watched as he pulled off the black cape around his shoulders, letting it droop to the ground in a puddle. He then did something you'd never seen him do; he pulled off his hat.

He had light purple, wavy hair that messily framed his face, with two small horns that poked out near the back.

He put it down and lay down beside you. His eyes met yours, lips curving upwards in grin.

"Now that we're alone, yes, I can take this opportunity to thank you. Always such a help with things, I couldn't do half, half the things I do without you."

Your words came out stuttered. "Th-thank you, Jevil, but I... I really d-don't help that much. I'm still learn-"

You stopped abruptly as you felt his hand running through your hair, gently caressing the different locks on a leisurely manner.

"None of that. You're incredibly skilled. My thanks is unending."

"Mm-hmm..."

Jevil sat up and leaned closer to you, eyes flashing.

"Do I need to elaborate?"

A soft kiss to the lips got your heart pumping a million miles a minute. A soft giggle escaped the jester's mouth. He gripped your chin and pulled it up to look at him.

"Don't pretend~ I've seen how you look at me with those sharp little eyes, yes? Just begging for me to play with you, just you, and show you some of my tricks..."

No words came out of your mouth. It was too hot in here, and a bead of sweat trickled down your brow.

"J-Jevil..."

A sharp toothed smile. "Yes?"

"...I would like that very much."

You gasped as Jevil pushed you down against the bed, sheets enveloping your body.

"Anything for you."

He leaned down and ran his tounge lightly along your jaw, resting one hand on your thigh, the other still playing with your hair. Jevil kissed the side of your mouth, watching as your face turned from surprise to pleasure.

"Tricks, tricks up my sleeve, and they're there, just for you," he whispered in your ear, tickling the inside slightly with his tongue.

He bit down on your earlobe, sucking on it slightly before moving down to your neck, biting and kissing at several spots to the point you were sure that it would leave bruises.

He probably knew that.

Your arms found their way around his neck fingering the ruff on his collar, as his hands moved up to mess with the buttons on your dress.

"I've wanted to thank you, yes, for longer than I can remember... I tried to keep it to myself... someone with such a soul, soul as yours shouldn't be played with... but all games have a winner..."

The top button of the dress came undone.

"...and I think we've both won."

His lips reconnected with yours as he slipped it off of you, a sense of anticipation building within you - more specifically in your abdomen.

You closed your eyes, letting the small kisses dull your senses as you got lost in the moment. The jester trailed kisses up and down your stomach, but before he could go any further, you sat up and pushed him up, looking in his eyes and grinning slyly.

"I'm not in the mood to play games, mister~"

His grin turned into a devious smirk. He sighed dramatically and placed a hand to his forehead.

"Oh, whatever shall I do? Games are my favorite thing. What a cruel person you are to me."
He whispered this against your throat, flicking his fingers. Your panties disappeared into thin air, the cool air washing against your nether regions.

Your fingers where tracing over the tips of his horns softly when you felt his member tease the tip of your entrance, pulling a small gasp from you. Jevil's eyes flashed, a thirsty look in his gaze.

You let out a groan as he began to push inside you, letting your head fall to the pillow, moaning softly.

"J-Jevil, mmm, that feels ,huh, r-really good," the words came out haltingly, as you tried not to lose yourself to how good it felt.

Any resistance against that fell away as he began to thrust in and out of you slowly, fingertips resting on the arch of your back for support. You wrapped your legs around his waist, as a knot began forming in your stomach. Your hips knocked against his as the world seemed to fall away into pieces. A sort of organized chaos fell into place, as it became just the two of you, locked together without a single soul to interrupt your moment of passion.

"J-Jevil!" His name came out of your mouth in a ragged gasp as you rode out your orgasm. You kissed him fiercely once more before falling back, smiling wanely.

"That was a... great thank you..."

Jevil lay down against your chest, tousling your hair (or whateveryou have remember this conversation two oneshots ago) gently, sharptoothed grin present as ever.

"Why stop now?"

"H-huh?"

He leaned over you, pulling the cover over you both.

"No one should be bothering us for a while, so why not relax..."

His finger brushed over the tip of your entrance. He clicked his finger and the lights went out.

"... And go on to round two?"

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Rhyme at end courtesy of my friend. (Damn that rhymed too I'm on a roll!)

Art by me.
I do hope the knowledge I've gained from reading lemons helped write this. There was lots of heavy breathing and holy bleach involved in the making of this because I low-key have no experience.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays, sorry for the long-ass wait! Hope you enjoyed it!

2018 has been a wonderful year, I can't thank all you readers who've made this past half so wonderful for me, with your amazing comments and the amount of reads I've gotten. It means so much!

Till the next oneshots, my friends!