Requested by Curb_Stompeez and alice_winters3. Thank you!

I am EXTREMELY sorry for the wait on this one! Had some writing block but got out of it, hooray.

Now let's get this Jevil sauce on these tacos! (I need to stop with the tacos.)

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The Royal Entertainer met a friend one night. A phantom, some said; "The Knight".

No one was sure what happened, but the Royal Entertainer began to change. He began to turn into a recluse, lashing out at those who asked anything of him, and speaking in twisted riddles and dark words.

Perceived as a threat, he was locked away underneath the castle, to be forgotten by the sands of time.

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You where greeted by a steep flight of stairs, so far down you could hardly see the end. At the bottom there appeared to be a large gate of some sort.

The key you had found in an old box, stuffed away beneath mounds of other things, felt slippery in your sweating hands.

Carrying on, you quickly noticed how old and out of style the wall decorations and overall look was. There were cracks and nicks, the odd dripping noise.

It was painfully obvious no one had been down here in a long time.

Your unease only grew as the oppressive silence began to weigh on your ears.

Relief flooded your body as you reached the botton of the stairwell.

The gate was much bigger up close, reaching far up the stone wall. However, there appeared no way to get past it. And the bars were closely linked, making it hard to see through-

"Hello, hello!"

Your head snapped up and you looked up and down the corridor. No one was there. Not a single soul.

"Do you see me not, not? Those who are trapped within rarely do..."

You looked slowly to your side. The voice was coming from behind the gate. Subconsciously your hand reached for the key in your pocket.

This could turn out badly.

And yet...

Damn you adventurous spirit.

"How does one.. open the door?" You called tentatively.

A strange laughter echoed. "Put it in, of course, you silly!"

Something told you they weren't joking. Before you could question yourself, you pushed the key up to the face of the gate.

It melted away, a moment later revealing the black outline of a door.

You entered.

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It was dark as night. The air was stale, as if the door hadn't been opened for quite some time.

"So good to see another face!"

As you eyes adjusted to the dark, it became clear that the room wasn't completely devoid of light, just a large difference from outside.

And then you saw him. Standing about five feet away from you was one of the most... interesting... persons you'd ever seen.

He looked like something out of a broke-down carnival attraction. The clothes he wore were reminiscent of a jester's outfit, and yet... More polished, refined, almost like they had seen better days.

"And what caged little bird has come, outside their cell?"

Okay... That didn't make any sense.

You tentatively asked, "Who are you?"

He let out a giggle, that almost sounded like a snort.

"A better question - who are you? Know you not that I am free, of the chains of your ways and life, while you are but a pawn in a game, game?"

This was getting annoying. Riddles weren't your thing, and he didn't appear to be interested in stopping.

"Well... my name is ____." You said softly.

You slowly walked forward, stopping as he looked up. His dark eyes had streaks running through them, giving a painted on, depressing air to his face.

"But, if you must know.... I am Jevil."

A laugh escaped you despite the eeriness of the moment. It echoed around the room. "Strange name," you said. He smiled ruefully, but his response was sad.

"Oh? True, tis strange, strange. But it is what I am called in whispers, and I don't even remember my name anymore."

"I... Shouldn't trust you..." You said quietly. "People locked you away for a reason..."

Jevil frowned, and his eyes flashed. "Say liars and betrayers! A friend to all I once was, and a change of tounge makes me insane, hm? Shall I leave my cage and break them let them call me that now, now!"

Your eyes caught the movement of his arms as his hands balled into fists, tail swishing viciously.

"...you know I'm not insane, insane?"

His voice changed to desperation. He turned quickly and gripped your hands. "You understand I deny reality simply for a taste of freedom?"

You nodded, and his eyes brightened gleefully.

"You're so kind and understanding... Not many have graced me with that privilege." He sighed. "I'm dearly sorry for my temper,
being by yourself for long periods of time can really change your mood."

A greedy shadow passed over his face.

"If only I could correct mine and other's mistakes, mistakes... And you hold the key..." His eyes narrowed expectantly.

Despite your pity for him, and your wish to help him.... You weren't about to hand that over. Shaking your head, you began to back away.

"I'm sorry Jevil... But I can't do that."

A mischevious smile slowly spread across his face. "I can do anything... even convince you to give me that key."

His hand that still held yours gripped tighter, pulling you closer to him till you stood right in front of Jevil. Your breath hitched as his face came closer to yours.

"Why don't we play a game~..."

Before you could reply, he bent down to capture your mouth in a kiss. He tip-toed his fingers down the side of your face before letting out a small giggle at your surprise.

He bit down forcefully on your bottom lip, dragging a small gasp from your lips. At the sudden pressure you reflexively opened your mouth, giving him a chance to slip his tounge inside and begin exploring your mouth.

"You know I was the Royal Entertainer at one point, point?" He said against your mouth, you melting slightly at the small movement. This was a dream, it had to be, you thought, as Jevil began placing spotty kisses across your jaw. When he spoke his strange voice was nearly a purr.

"___, can I be your 'Entertainer?'" Your resistance faded at those words, and you nodded quickly, trying to find his mouth again, but he had other things in mind.

You felt a small jab as he nipped softly at your collarbone, looking for your sweet spot, muttering softly to himself. You squirmed impatiently. Something tightened round your waist, his tail, as he growled playfully.

"Tough cookie, teehee, but don't fret, little pet! I'll soon have you set."

As his teeth came in contact with that sensitive bit of flesh you moaned, not all too softly. Jevil's smile never left his face as he continued sucking on that one spot, drawing several interesting sounds from you. God, it felt good, and your back arched.

"Don't... Don't stop..." You panted, going in for another kiss. He tangled his hands in your hair, and when you pulled away from the kiss you were left gasping and panting for air.

A needy whine from you made him laugh, and he bobbed your nose softly.

"Geez aren't you the cutest?" he said softly. You hardly noticed the small key slipping from your grasp.

He picked you up and headed towards the stairs.

"Why don't we move this somewhere more comfortable?"

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Umm...

Wot.

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