Warnings: a bit of sexual content. Making out (one heavy make out session, to be exact). Escalation to smut, but not detailed.

Jest, the infamous court joker,  also the most flirty one, who made every woman's heart raced. Even the heart of Lady Catherine Pinkerton, but while all women fought for his attention, no one knew that Jest's heart already belonged to someone. No one knew except for Raven. "Oh, ladies," He said, a smirk proudly on his face, "as much as I love charming you all, I do fear I must leave you all tonight to see someone of great value to me."

 And he vanished into thin air, leaving behind only black feathers. All the women at the ball cried out, disappointed at the fact a man they all found so charming was already taken. That was the first time Jest ever admitted he  was into someone else to the loyal subjects to the King of Hearts.

Meanwhile, Jest was walking back to the small house his beloved rose would stay while he was on this mission, Raven flying around him. "Should I avoid the house tonight?" Raven asked, having a bad feeling in his gut. He'd accidentally witnessed them once, and that was an image he wanted erased from his memories.

Jest smiled at him, "I would recommend it, unless you want to be even more mentally scarred."

Raven didn't say a word, only flying away, leaving Jest to enter the garden around the house. It had various rose bushes, but the more prominent ones were the white ones. Jest smiled to himself as he remembered how he first met Y/n. He entered the little house, smiling when he saw a vase on a stand with white roses, their scent carried around the house.

"It's great to see you home, Jest," his beloved's voice rang out. He turned around to see her leaving another vase of this time, two white roses and one red one on the smaller table. Jest smiled at her, "I'm glad to be home, my love."

He walked up to her, standing right before her, hooking a finger under her chin. He looked into her beautiful e/c eyes, admiring them.His eyes then trailed down her face to her collar, where a white rose pendant hung on a silver chain. Something that Jest had given her a few years before, when it was their first date. One he believed he'd mess up, but Y/n came back, and always stayed by his side. Something Jest will forever cherish. All he wanted was to finish his mission here in Hearts and then go back, ready to marry the woman before him. 

Without a word, only a smirk, Jest leaned in and captured Y/n's lips with his own. Happily, Y/n returned the kiss, snaking her arms around his neck, slipping off his hat from his head. Jest pulled her closer and closer, until there was no more room between them. She was right between the table and Jest, and she blushed when she felt something hard press against her thigh, her hand coming to cup Jest's cheek. "Was it a rough performance tonight? When you performed in front of the king?"

Jest, panting heavily like Y/n, only met her eyes, a smile spreading across his lips. "There are so many women who want me, but all I could think about was ending the show, coming back to you, because all I want is to be with you forever, like this. Maybe even have kids of our own, one day. You're the only one I want to be with. Only you, my rose. Only you."

Even after all this time, Y/n would blush at the nickname. It came from him meeting her in a white rose garden years ago, back in Chess. And it just stuck from there.

Y/n, without thinking twice, went back to kissing him, her hands going down his back. Meanwhile Jest lifted her by the back of her thighs, hiking her dress higher as he sat her on the table. His kisses went from her lips down to her neck, before  he felt her slightly tugging at his shirt. He happily removed it, revealing his toned chest. Y/n smiled in response, pulling him closer than ever before, the feeling of him against her core. Even the smallest gasp or moan was enough to make Jest go crazy. His hands went all over her clothed body, before they finally rested at her thighs, slowly going underneath her dress, rubbing circles over her thighs. "I can't wait to marry you, my rose." 

His hands went to her back and slowly shrugged down her dress, leaving her chest bare to him.  "Nothing underneath? My my, were you waiting for something like this tonight?" He smirked and wasted no time in kissing her now exposed skin as short and quick breaths escaped her lips, slowly becoming moans. Her hand went to his hair as she permanently etched this feeling in her head. Because in her eyes, no one would ever be better than Jest, no one. This was the man for her, the same way she hoped she was the one for him.

Jest, who loved the sounds that Y/n did, smirked and lifted her skirt higher, before getting on his knees and kissing her inner thighs. If there was one thing he especially loved seeing, it was when he ruined her. And with the way he was positioned, this could be one of the best moments of his life, watching her break ever so slowly, her eyes screwed shut and her thighs now over his shoulders, her hands in his hair, tugging at it, making it extremely messy.

That night, the couple only showed their love for each other, keeping them awake for a majority of the night. The table had seen much more than ever before, but the couple were happily together, and that was more than they could ever ask for. 

Although, in the far distance, Raven was circling around to find a place to sleep peacefully, for if he went back, he would have no chance at sleep from what he assumed would be screams of Jest's name, and Raven needed to have a good rest that evening if he were to do good on their mission. He only hoped Jest had that in mind as well.