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The road leading to the kingdom is long but well paved, Denki huffs as he drags his large trunk behind him, he has no money for a carriage. When he left the circus he was permitted the clothes on his back and whatever he could carry, the ringmaster must have thought little of him to assume Denki wasn’t mildly strong and incredibly stubborn.
He’s been walking for days, any money he earned from busking in the previous town long gone. He stops on the side of the road to catch his breath and sip from his waterskin.
He hears the clip clop of an approaching wagon the halts next to him
“We’ll met stranger” an older man, clearly a farmer greets him “By chance are you in need of a lift?”
Denki smiles “Well met good sir, I fear I must decline, I have no money to pay”
The old man chuckles “Never mind money boy, in this kingdom we help those in need, and that chest looks mighty heavy”
Denki smiles but is wary, attempted robbers have held him up along the way but when they’ve opened his trunk and found no gold they left.
“Are you certain sir? I’m a jester trying to get to the castle, I have an audience with his majesty king Aizawa”
“A jester eh?” the man beams “Tell you what, perform a trick for me and we’ll call it payment” He smiles as he offers his hand to Denki.
The blond smiles and hops up on the cart next to the man, hauling his trunk into the back of the cart with the farmers produce.
They laugh and chat as they reach the inner city, the man tells Denki he sells vegetables in the market and to stop by sometime, Denki in turn performs a few simple card tricks for the man.
“The castle gates are just up that road, you can’t miss it”
Denki shakes his hand and thanks him for his hospitality, waving goodbye as he heads towards the castle.
Upon reaching the palace gates he produces a letter of correspondence from the castle informing them he would be coming and has an audience with the king.
The guards stand down and let him through, one leading him to the throne room.
He enters, still led by the same guard and brought before the King and his husband. He bows low, hoping he doesn’t look too filthy from his journey, not many people of his financial standing get to bow before his majesty.
The guard approaches the king and bows, handing him the letter Denki showed granting him an audience.
Aizawa reads it and hands it to Hizashi.
“Oh! A jester! We haven’t had a good jester in years!” His highness Hizashi exclaims
“Your majesty, your highness” Denki says in his most polite tone
“If you’ll allow me, I would be honoured to become a jester for the kings court, I have many talents as an entertainer, I was previously employed for Mr. Sakamata’s Big top twilight circus as their most talented jester”
The king seems indifferent however Hizashi is thrilled, they don’t have a jester and the little blond reminds him of himself, he’s loud, blond, charming and absolutely the perfect entertainment for their youngest child Eri.
“Did you leave the circus of your own whim or were you cast out?” The king asks in a deadpan voice.
Hizashi elbows his husband and pouts at him.
“I left of my own accord your majesty, I grew tired of traveling and my goal is to build a stable honest life for myself”
Aizawa is not as impressed but hopelessly in love with Hizashi, plus it would be nice for Eri to have some entertainment whilst himself, Hizashi and heir to the throne Hitoshi are busy with affairs of the kingdom.
Aizawa accepts under the condition he performs for the family and court that night, if he can make Eri smile then he will be accepted into the castle.
Denki grins brightly and bows low
“You will not be disappointed your Majesties”
Aizawa calls for Hanta Sero, a member of Hitoshi’s personal guard to show Denki to a room to prepare for the performance, he’ll be performing at dinner in the dining hall.
Denki thanks Hanta and expects him to leave, however Sero informs him that he’s to be under constant supervision, after all he’s a newcomer to the kingdom and could be plotting something, no hard feelings Denki understands completely and thanks Sero.
He unpacks his trunk deciding which outfit he’ll wear for the performance, settling on a classic red and blue well made jesters costume complete with bells sewn onto it and the classic jester hat.
He makes sure some of his hair is able to be seen, mainly his trademark lightning bolt and looks at himself in the mirror.
Sero gives a whistle and remarks
“I’ve never seen a jester in such an expensive outfit”
Denki just smiles, smoothing out any creases in the fabric
“The circus provided me with material, I sew all my costumes myself”
Sero is even more impressed as he eyes Denki, he decides not to comment on the fact that he’s exactly the crown prince’s type.
As dinner approaches Denki stretches, practicing his juggling and body contortions ready to entertain, the king said he just needs to impress the princess but he hopes he’ll have the whole court smiling and laughing at his routine.
He stands before the large doors, he can hear talking and merriment coming from inside and smell the delicious food, he hasn’t eaten in two days and his mouth is watering, if he doesn’t land this job he doesn’t know what he’ll do.
He hears a hush come over the crowd and then someone introducing him “You ready?” Sero says and Denki nods, he pushes down his nerves and puts on his crowd winning smile.
The doors open and he skips in, he sees the royal family at the end of the long hall at their table, all other court members are sat along tables along the wall.
His bells jingle as he skips, stopping about ten meters before the royals, pretending to stumble before going into a deep bow.
“Your Majesties, and your Highnesses” He says in a voice perfectly tailored to an audience.
“I am Kaminari Denki the world’s finest and most humble jester, with your permission I wish to delight and amaze you this evening”
He looks up meeting the kings eyes, he sees Hizashi lean towards the king and whisper something
“Oh he’s good” Hizashi says quietly to his husband. Aizawa huffs and motions for Denki to continue his act Denki straightens up with a little bounce, his bells jingling and he bows his head
“My thanks to you and your family”
He says as he meets the princesses gaze, she’s staring at him expressionless and he gives her a dazzling smile It’s then that his gaze wanders beside her to the prince, his smile almost falters as he sees an even more unimpressed looking stare, lavender eyes that seem to pierce through his stage persona, dare he say he feels both horny and terrified at the same time.
He snaps back into his routine within half a second and begins. He starts with some jokes that have Hizashi and the court in hysterics, then he goes into his physical routine
He calls for Hanta to hand him a large ball, Sero rolls it towards him and he easily hops upon it, pretending to fall and then righting himself, he faces the king and bows
“Your Majesty, may I implore the minstrels for a tune”
Hizashi speaks up instead
“MUSIC FOR THE JESTER!” He shouts in delight
The minstrels start playing and Denki starts to go around the room balancing on the ball, he produces glitter from his pockets and throws it around himself making it look as though the very stars themselves are finding joy in his performance.
When he approaches the royal family’s table he produces a rose seemingly from nowhere and offers it to Eri. The young princess looks at her father for approval and Aizawa nods.
She reaches over the table and takes the rose, smelling it immediately Denki watches with bated breath as she pulls it away and gives the smallest hint of a smile, Denki smiles back, he knows it’s a smile but he doubts the king would count it as enough to guarantee a job, he won’t stop until the young princess is laughing and clapping. He looks to the prince and smirks.
“Perhaps a rose for his Highness too?”
Prince Hitoshi just stares at him but doesn’t object. Denki pats down his pockets, no rose to be found, he puts his finger to his chin as if thinking before he exaggeratedly snaps his finger and lifts his hat, a beautiful yellow rose balancing on the top of his head, he gently takes it and offers it to the prince.
Hitoshi makes no effort to take it, instead motioning for Sero to accept it in his place
Apparently the prince doesn’t like to be handed things.
Denki smiles at Hanta who takes the rose and stands next to Hitoshi.
Denki balances on the ball as he goes back to the centre of the room He motions to the minstrels
“If I may, would the minstrels please help me create an air of suspense”
The minstrels stop playing as a drumroll starts up, the whole room is silent as Denki squats down on the ball, shifting his weight to his hands, he carefully lifts his legs until he’s doing a handstand on the ball and the drumroll stops
There’s silence before applause as the court oohs and ahhs
The music begins again as Denki balances and starts walking around the room still doing his handstand on the ball, he stops near the table again and slowly shifts his weight to just one hand, the other outstretched for balance
The court is applauding even louder now as he finishes the balancing act and performs a backflip, landing perfectly on his feet He stands with his arms out facing the royals as Hizashi cheers, Aizawa and Hitoshi remain stoic but when he looks to Eri she’s staring wide eyed with her mouth open, applauding just as hard as Hizashi is.
Denki bows again and produces 3 balls
“If I may, I require a volunteer for my next act”
He makes a show of looking around the room before meeting the young princess’ eyes.
“Would you like to help me with a trick your Highness?” Denki asks with a bright smile
Eri gasps and looks to her father
“Can I!?” She asks desperately.
Aizawa looks at his daughter and then back to Denki
“Very well”
He pats her head and she hops down from her seat, running around the table and to Denki. She curtesy’s and Denki panics, no royalty should bow to a jester
“Your Highness! I must insist”
He bends down to her level in a deep bow
“There is no need to curtesy to a fool such as myself”
He gives her a smile and a wink, she giggles Denki grabs three more balls from his pocket and hands them to Eri.
“Okay, all you have to do is throw the ball as high as you can when I call for them, just do one at a time okay?”
Eri giggles and nods Denki smiles and steps back a bit
He starts to throw the balls in the air, starting slow but then going faster
“Throw the ball!”
He shouts and Eri throws the ball high, Denki times his catch
“Another!”
She throws again, he catches it, adding to the juggling.
“One more!”
She throws the third and Denki is now juggling 6 balls He smiles at Eri and she laughs in delight
“Should I do one more!?”
He asks the crowd, they all shout “yes!” And he smirks
“Alas alack! I have no more balls! Can someone fetch me an egg!”
Within a moment a server brings in an egg and Denki motions for them to hand it to Eri
She takes it with wide eyes and a smile, she looks at Denki and he nods, she throws it up and it’s added to the juggling
Eri runs back around to her seat and claps along to the music as Denki performs, he juggles high ready for the big finish
He throws the balls high in the air, the egg thrown last, he catches all 6 balls, 3 in each hand, he watches the egg coming down and holds out his arms
The egg smacks him in the face, cracking immediately and coating his face.
The court erupts in laughter as Denki drops the balls
“Oh bother!” He says with a laugh “luckily I have a handkerchief!”
He pulls a handkerchief from his sleeve, which is connected to a second one, then a third, fourth, fifth! They keep coming and soon enough Denki has started spinning in circles and is wrapped up in the scarves.
He stops, pretending to be dizzy before shaking his head making the bells jingle and gently dabs the handkerchief to his face removing all the egg.
Everyone except the king and the prince, is laughing although he swears he sees the prince smirk a little.
Once he’s cleaned up he pulls a secret string and the scarves disappear back up his sleeve, the crowd oohs at the trick.
“And now for my last performance of this evening I shall reveal the full potential of the human form!”
He bends backwards into an arch and begins his contortion routine, he does the splits, folds his legs over his head as he rests against the floor and finally he lift his legs up completely parallel to his head, he hops towards the royals and tries to bow, smacking himself in the forehead as if he forgot his leg was still up. He lets his leg down and bows low.
The crowd cheers and Denki keeps his eyes on the floor, he knows not to rise before the king speaks.
The crowd settles down as he hears someone stand
“Well done jester, you have done well to entertain my court and family” Denki remains bowing
“You’re too generous your Majesty, I live to delight”
He stands up again and smiles.
The king sits down again and the court returns to eating, whispering amongst themselves how amazing the jester’s routine was.
Denki bows once more and Sero motions for him to follow him out. He’s taken back to his makeshift room.
He undresses and carefully puts away his outfit, some food is brought to him and Sero and they eat in the room.
“Do you think I impressed the king enough?” He says sheepishly
“Oh I think you impressed them alright” Hanta laughs “I was standing next to the prince the entire time and believe me, he was excited”
Denki doesn’t quite understand Sero’s certainty, from his own vantage point the prince seemed unimpressed, he shrugs and continues eating, although it’s a simple meal it’s his first one in two days and he plans to savour every bite.
After the banquet is finished he’s summoned back to the throne room
He enters with Sero and bows again, all 4 of the royal family sit on their respective thrones
“Jester, your performance was quite entertaining” the king says
“Thank you your majesty I-”
The king holds up his hand to silence him
“However, as I told you before, the decision falls upon the princess”
The king looks to Eri
“Would you like the jester to remain here?” He says gently speaking more fatherly than like a powerful king, motioning towards Denki.
Denki holds his breath as Eri looks towards him
“Yes!” She squeals, “I want him to perform every night!”
Denki smiles and bows to the princess.
“Then it’s decided. Sero, move the jester’s belongings to a room in the north wing, show him the castle, where he can…” Aizawa pointedly looks at Denki “and cant go in the palace”
Denki hides a shiver at the kings’ stern tone, he bows and follows Sero out.
Hanta spends the rest of the night showing him the approved areas and where he isn’t allowed, Denki makes notes on a map he is given.
Sero leads him to a room, he enters and sees his trunk has already been brought in, the room has a large ornate bed and silk sheets
“This is your room” Sero says as Denki looks at the ornate details of the room
“MY ROOM!” He exclaims in disbelief, Sero laughs “Yes, the prince requested you take this room specifically” He smirks, the jester doesn’t need to know about the secret tunnel leading to the prince’s chamber just yet.
“Of course for the meantime you will be under surveillance, the king doesn’t trust easily, you understand”
Denki nods quickly “of course! I wouldn’t expect anything less”
The evening goes on and Denki is permitted to bathe, the hot water feels amazing and he finally feels clean for the first time in….well he can’t remember when. He settles down that night in the comfiest bed someone as poor as him can only dream about in their lifetime and he quickly falls asleep.
Outside the door Sero stands guard, he bows his head as the prince approaches
“Thought you might stop by, your highness” he smirks.
“Shhh, and cut the formality, you know I hate that shit” Sero chuckles quietly “sorry man, the jester has gone to bed”
Hitoshi nods as he looks at the door “does he seem…trustworthy?” Hitoshi asks carefully
“From what I can tell” Sero says “He honestly just seemed happy to not have upset the princess” Hitoshi nods “good, keep an eye on him and report back to me before my father okay?”
Sero salutes “Of course your majesty” Hitoshi rolls his eyes and leaves.
He bathes and gets ready for bed, he’s about to settle into bed when there’s a small knock at the door, it opens before he can speak and Eri sneaks in.
She hops up on Hitoshi’s bed and snuggles up next to him
“Do you like the new jester?” He asks her, she smiles and nods “he’s so fun! He even picked me to help him juggle!”
Hitoshi knows Denki didn’t pick her at random but he raises his eyebrows in surprise “I know right! I thought he might pick me instead” Hitoshi chuckles as Eri laughs along with him.
She stays for a while before Hizashi and Aizawa come to find her, they call for a maid to take Eri back to her room, telling her they’ll come tuck her in soon.
The door closes and Hizashi and Aizawa turn to Hitoshi
“You don’t have to say i-”
“Don’t fuck the jester”
Aizawa cuts him off bluntly, Hizashi bursts out laughing.
“I’m not going t-”
“Do Not fuck the jester Hitoshi”
Hizashi is doubled over laughing at Hitoshi’s unimpressed face. Aizawa and Hitoshi stare at each other for a moment before Hitoshi throws his hands up
“Fine! I promise I won’t fuck the jester”
Aizawa nods “good, now get some rest we have important meetings tomorrow”
Hitoshi nods as Hizashi comes over and hugs him “goodnight Hitoshi” he says warmly before whispering in his ear “you can fuck the jester if you want to”
Hitoshi blushes and lets go of his dad, clearing his throat as he says goodnight, Aizawa narrows his eyes at him before shutting the door.
Hitoshi lays back on his pillows and sighs
….he’s definitely going to fuck the jester
Denki wakes in the morning and is confused why he’s so comfortable before he remembers the events of the previous day, he sits bolt upright as there’s a knock at the door
“Come in!” Denki calls as he quickly fixes his hair. Sero comes in and smiles at him
“How’d you sleep?”
Denki stretches and grins “oh, just the best sleep I’ve ever had in my life” he smiles. Sero nods “well, it’s time to get dressed, you’re on princess duty today, wear something jestery but not too flashy, the princess likes to play in the garden”
Denki nods and picks out a simple costume, foregoing his hat for the day.
He’s given breakfast and then taken to the garden, Sero remains with him and soon a maid brings Eri to meet them.
Immediately Denki bows and squats down so he’s eye to eye with her “I hear you like playing in the garden?”
She smiles and nods, he stands up and extends his arm “lead the way your Highness”
They spend the day in the garden, Denki makes flower crowns and places them on her head, declaring her queen of all flowers, he weaves together straw to make little dolls that they play with, Eri insists that Denki be the princess straw doll while she flips the other around proclaiming her doll is the jester.
He hams up his acting skills exclaiming “Bravo! Bravo! This jester is the best in all the land!” Eri giggles and says “Not true! You’re the best jester!” They laugh together and continue playing.
Hitoshi walks through the hall before the scene catches his eye through the window, he looks out and sees Eri and Denki playing in the mud with the straw dolls
“Father is going to kill him for getting mud on her dress” he shakes his head and sighs, nah, the jester is charming, he’ll talk his way out of it, that or the maid will clean her dress before anyone notices.
That evening Denki performs again during dinner, Eri laughs and claps as Denki does magic tricks with cards, after dinner he eats and bathes before once again settling into bed.
He sighs as he relaxes, he never imagined such fortune would come to him, all he has to do now is not piss off the royal family and his head will remain firmly attached to his neck.
During the night he’s awoken by a knock, but it’s not coming from the door, he hears the knock again and looks towards the large tapestry on the wall.
He tiptoes over and pulls the tapestry aside revealing a door, he turns the handle and to his surprise sees the crown prince standing before him.
“Your highness!” He exclaims before quickly bowing
“Shhh” Hitoshi holds his finger to his lips and moves past Denki into the room.
Denki follows nervously behind the prince
“To what do I owe the pleasure of such a late night visit your highness?”
Denki’s voice is shaky as he speaks, Hitoshi eyes him and raises his eyebrow
“No need for formality jester, you can relax”
He sits on Denki’s bed, making himself comfortable
Denki’s shoulders drop and he takes a breath, he wants to ask again but now has no idea how to address the prince
He opens his mouth to speak but Hitoshi beats him to it
“Do that thing again”
Denki tilts his head in confusion
“That thing?”
Hitoshi nods, trying to appear nonchalant
“That thing, with your leg”
Denki blushes “oh! You mean this thing?” He says as he easily lifts his leg straight up again, using his arm to hold it against his side
Hitoshi clears his throat “Yeah….that thing”
Denki stands like that as the princes eyes roam over him, he doesn’t know what’s going on but he assumes the prince liked his routine.
“You can put your leg down now”
Denki does as he’s told and lowers his leg. He stands there awkwardly, neither of them speak for a while
“Exactly how flexible are you?” Hitoshi asks
“Oh extremely flexible your Highness!” Denki smiles.
Hitoshi gets up and walks towards him “Even in those little outfits of yours?” He says, his voice low
“Y-yes…your Highness” Denki whispers back. Fuck, up close the prince is so fucking hot, is Denki in danger right now?
Hitoshi brings his hand up and touches Denki’s hair “Is this natural? The lightning bolt I mean?”
Denki nods “yeah, had it all my life”
Hitoshi reaches his hand around behind Denki’s head and holds his head gently
“Will you put one of your outfits on? I’d like a private show”
Denki’s breath hitches and he nods
“Of course, your Highness”
Hitoshi’s eyes are intense as he releases Denki, the blond moves to the closet where his flashy outfits now are stored. He turns around to Hitoshi “Is there a particular outfit that is more appealing to you your highness?”
Denki motions at his selection
The prince walks towards the closet and looks over the outfits, he reaches past Denki and points
“This one”
Denki sees which one he’s pointing at, it’s a deep purple with a golden accents and fabric corset, it’s ornate with beautiful lace detailing and the finest stitch work he’s ever done for a costume. The hat is large and has more ornate bells than his other ones, it’s the outfit he saves for very special occasions, mainly when he was asked to perform privately for big donors to the circus.
He swallows and nods pulling it out and taking it behind the folding screen to change.
His heart races as he puts the costume on, it’s more intricate than the others, all laces and no buttons.
He’s just glad the prince isn’t scolding him for taking so long.
When he comes back out fully dressed he sees the prince reclining on his bed, he’d taken off his coat and lays in his slightly open shirt and well-tailored pants.
Denki blushes, he’s definitely not thinking about fucking the prince, nope, that would be treason…probably….he’s not completely sure how it works.
“Well jester, I’m waiting”
The prince beckons him over.
Denki takes a deep breath and walks closer, he stretches a bit and once again brings his leg up.
Hitoshi’s expression remains neutral
“Now the other leg”
Denki obeys.
The prince hums in approval, his hand moving down his body and resting on the very prominent bulge.
“Your majesty?” Denki says quietly
“Shhh, I asked you to entertain me, jester”
Hitoshi pats his lap and Denki nervously approaches, he carefully gets on the bed and straddles the prince.
Hitoshi brings his hands to Denki’s hips and positions him more comfortably.
“Don’t worry” Hitoshi whispers “you won’t get in trouble” Denki nods, still unsure.
Hitoshi bends his knees a bit and Denki falls forward onto Hitoshi’s chest, he lets out a small squeak as Hitoshi’s hands move to Denki’s ass
“Your costume is very well made”
Denki shivers “thank you, your Majesty, I sew them myself”
Hitoshi raises his eyebrow “really? That’s quite impressive”
Denki blushes “thank you your Highness”
Hitoshi brings his hand to Denki’s hat and flicks one of the bells before quickly flipping them over, Denki’s eyes are wide as the prince looms over him, his eyes are so intense and he looks at Denki as if he’s just toy he owns.
Denki’s never been so turned on in his life
“Now, show me again how flexible you are” Denki’s eyes glaze over as he manoeuvres his leg up, Hitoshi runs his hand up his thigh as Denki moans.
Hitoshi begins to grind against Denki and they both moan at the friction.
“You serve the crown well jester, but I’m still not satisfied”
Hitoshi leans back on his knees and starts to unbutton his pants
“Show your future king your devotion”
Denki’s face is flushed as he gets up and kneels, swapping places with Hitoshi again, the prince lays back against the pillows and Denki crawls forward
“Yes, my king”
Denki leans forward and finishes unbuttoning Hitoshi’s pants, slowly pulling them down and freeing his cock.
“Your Highness, may I?”
Hitoshi nods as Denki brings his lips to the tip of Hitoshi’s cock, giving it a gentle kiss before beginning to lick and suck.
Hitoshi watches as the jester sucks his cock, going deep and deeper, with every bob of his head the bells on his hat jingle.
“That’s it, keep going”
Denki continues, worshiping the prince’s cock as if his life depended on it, he brings it all the way into his throat and keeps it there.
Hitoshi all but growls as he feels Denki’s throat constrict around his cock.
His hand grips Denki’s head, pushing him down even further as he cums down Denki’s throat.
Denki begins to gag as he feels the insane amount of cum flood his throat.
“No no, swallow it all” Hitoshi keeps Denki’s head against him as Denki’s breathing steadies
“That’s it, you did so well” he releases Denki’s head and the blond slowly lifts his head
“Thank you…your Highness” Denki says, his voice raspy from the abuse to his throat.
The next night the prince returns to Denki’s room, tonight however there are a lot more clothes on the floor than on their bodies.
Denki notices that the prince seems to have an obsession with how flexible Denki is, tonight he has Denki’s leg up again as he thrusts into him.
Denki has all but gone stupid from how intense he’s being fucked, the prince seems to have infinite stamina, he’s already cum 4 times inside Denki yet he’s still going.
The prince however insisted on Denki wearing his jester hat, with each thrust the bells jingle which seems to encourage the prince even more.
The room is filled with moans and the sound of bells as Denki gets railed from behind.
They’re both too lost in their pleasure they don’t notice the door opening until it’s too late
“HITOSHI!”
Both freeze as the kings voice booms through the room
“Darling, please relax”
Hizashi gently holds his husbands arm
“What was the one thing I told you Hitoshi!?” Aizawa says with a scowl
Hitoshi sighs “don’t fuck the jester”
Aizawa sneers “And what are you currently doing?”
Hitoshi looks to where his cock is currently buried in Denki’s ass
“…..fucking the jester”
Denki is mortified, his brain finally switches back on and he scrambles away from Hitoshi, covering himself with a sheet “IM SO SORRY YOUR MAJESTY!” He yells “it was my fault!”
The king holds his hand up “quiet”
Denki promptly shuts up.
“Shouta, please just come back to bed”
Aizawa looks at Hizashi and sighs “fine” he turns back to Hitoshi “Stop harassing the poor jester and get back to your room, NOW!”
Hitoshi huffs as his parents leave, turning back to Denki “hey, don’t worry okay, he’s just pissed off at me, you’re in the clear”
Denki just sniffles as he nods, taking off his jester hat to help cover himself.
Hitoshi sighs and sits next to him pulling him close
“Hey, it’s okay, you’re going to be fine, I won’t let anything happen to you” Denki just nods again, not meeting Hitoshi’s eyes.
Hitoshi sighs and kisses Denki on the head “take another bath and get some sleep, I’ll come check on you again in the morning okay? Father will kill me if he catches me staying the night. I’m sorry I can’t console you more”
Denki finally hugs him back “okay” he says quietly
“Hitoshi kisses him one last time before dressing again “get some sleep okay”
He waits for Denki to nod and then leaves, shutting the door quietly.
Denki brings his knees to his chest as he sniffles, he can feel the prince’s cum beginning to leak out of him. Rather than dirty the no doubt stupidly expensive sheets he gets up to clean himself off.
He hears a knock at the door and Hanta enters.
“Hey, the prince told me to take you to bathe”
Denki gives a small smile and his thanks, he goes to get some clothes but Sero stops him
“Here, wear this, it’s a gift from the prince”
He hands Denki a beautiful and incredibly soft robe, he tries it on and ties the waist, its long enough that the base trails behind him as they walk to the prince’s private bathroom
“Wait, I can’t go in there!”
Sero chuckles “His highness insists”
Denki blushes as he enters, if he thought the bath he used before was big this one was basically a hot spring, it took up around a quarter of the room and the steam rising from the hot water looked so inviting. The scent of honeysuckle, jasmine and vanilla filled the room as Denki inhales, enjoying the pleasant aroma.
“The prince’s favourite scents” Hanta remarks, holding his hands out to take Denki’s robe.
He takes it off and hands it to Sero with a small thanks, no use in being embarrassed. He slowly lowers himself into the bath and sighs as the hot water soothes his soul.
He spends some time relaxing before beginning to clean himself.
Once he’s done he calls for Sero again. The guard helps him out of the bath and dries him off before helping him dress in the robe again.
He’s taken back to his room, seeing that the sheets had been changed and the bed remade while he was in the bath, he blushes thinking of the poor maid who has to clean the stains from those beautiful sheets.
“Oh, one more thing” Hanta hands him a note. Denki thanks him and Sero leaves, bidding him a fair goodnight as he gently shuts the door. Denki gets into bed, still wearing the robe, its so comfortable. He opens the letter and reads
My dearest jester,
I apologise for this evening, I got carried away, as nobility I should know better than to be so reckless when it comes to those I care about.
I know you must fear for what may become of the situation but please know that no harm will come to you under my protection, my father will not have you removed from the palace and you will receive no punishment.
I take full responsibility for my actions and ensure your safety and happiness while you are in the care of my family.
I hope you can take comfort in my words though I intend to prove myself to you through my actions as your prince as well.
Rest tonight,
Yours,
Prince Hitoshi
Denki’s heart beats fast as he reads the letter, “yours” Denki repeats quietly as he hugs the letter to his chest.
To be cherished by a prince, wouldn’t that be a happily ever after.
Denki has a restless sleep that night, he tosses and turns, no matter how much he tries to think of the promised words of the prince to help ease his mind the fear of execution creeps back in.
Eventually he settles enough and sleeps, though its not long after that he’s woken for the day. He answers the door sleepily as Hanta knocks
“Wow, you don’t look so good”
Denki yawns, “Yeah, didn’t sleep very well”
“Well perk up because the Princess is running about the castle looking for you, she intends to show you her ponies today and wants you to read her stories and do funny voices for each character in the books”
Denki smiles, surely if the king was truly angry with him he wouldn’t be allowed to entertain the princess anymore.
He gets dressed and puts some makeup on to hide the bags under his eyes, he skips alongside Hanta as they reach the stables where Eri and her maid are waiting for Denki’s arrival.
“Jester!” Eri squeals as she runs up to him. He starts to bow to her but she barrels into him at full force, knocking him over with a hug.
“Your Highness!” the maid shrieks “You must wait for people to address you formally”
Denki helps Eri up, she looks down at her feet and fiddles with her dress
“I’m sorry” she says quietly and Denki rights himself, bowing properly
“No need to apologise your Highness, I’m just glad my big butt broke your fall” he chuckles and she giggles back.
Eri does in fact show Denki each and every one of her ponies, all twenty eight of them! Denki marvels at each one, committing their names to memory.
Denki finds himself enjoying spending the day with Eri, still though, she is the princess and he knows one wrong word could land him in the dungeon.
He thinks back to the night before and nervously swallows, surely he’d already be in chains by now if he really was going to get in trouble for sleeping with the prince, the king and his husband did catch them in a …compromising position.
Denki feels a tug on his sleeve
“Jester? You stopped reading”
Eri’s voice is small and she looks concerned. They ended up in the library with Eri sitting beside Denki while he reads her a book about a kind princess who befriends the last dragon on earth. He quickly catches himself, and clears his throat
“My apologies your Highness, my mind wandered for a moment, forgive my offence, I am but a fool after all”
He chuckles and smiles bright, Eri giggles and scoots closer, waiting for him to continue the book.
They sit in the library for hours, after Denki finishes one book the princess runs off to choose another. Partway through the third book Denki hears the doors to the library open, he stops and sees the king enter.
His heart beats faster as the king approaches with his signature unimpressed look.
“Daddy!” Eri hops down from the sofa and runs to her father “Daddy! The jester and I have been having so much fun! He met all my ponies and read me stories and did funny voices!”
The little princess hugs her father’s leg as she tells him about their day. Denki sees a soft smile cross the king’s face as he leans down to Eri.
“Really?” Aizawa says as he pats her on the head. She nods enthusiastically as she hugs him.
“It’s almost time for dinner” he nods towards the maid “Will you take my daughter to freshen up beforehand”
The maid nods and curtseys, holding out her hand to Eri. Before she takes the maids hand the princess runs back over to Denki and hugs him.
“Thank you for playing with me again today jester!”
Denki looks horrified as she squeezes him around the waist with every ounce of strength in her tiny body. His eyes glance towards the king whose eyes seem too now harbour murderous intent.
Denki brings his hand to her back and gently squeezes her back before gently removing her arms from around him and standing up.
He faces Eri as he bows low “The pleasure is all mine I assure you your Highness” Denki hopes the shaking of his hands isn’t noticeable with how terrified he currently is.
The maid takes Eri’s hand and leads her out, Denki bows as she leaves and puts the book away, he’s about to leave the library when he registers the king still hasn’t left the room and is watching him closely.
“Y-Your Majesty” Denki manages to stutter out whilst bowing again “Is there anything you need from me? I should probably get going, I need to prepare my routine for your family’s evening meal”
“Cut the crap jester. I need to speak to you”
Denki stands straight as his heart races “What would you like to spe-”
“You and my son” Aizawa cuts him off and Denki’s face turns beet red.
“o-oh…of course y-your Majesty”
Fuck, this is it, a guard is going to drag him off to the dungeon and he’s never going to be seen again, or maybe the king will be lenient and only banish him? A fool can only hope.
Aizawa moves to the sofa and sits down, motioning for Denki to stand before him. He does as instructed and bows again.
Aizawa looks him over, as if his eyes can see right through Denki, looking for any ill intent.
“My son is not a reckless man jester” Aizawa taps his fingers on the edge of the sofa “And he’s rejected the idea of taking a lover in the past”
The king leans forward and Denki’s breath hitches “I hate to admit it but he takes after me, I thought I had raised him as a strong and noble man. But he is more similar to me than I care to admit”
Aizawa sighs as he sits back again. “Do you know how my husband and I met jester?”
Denki just shakes his head “No, your Majesty”
“Hizashi was the son of a knight in my father’s inner circle, we grew up alongside each other, he wasn’t from nobility but my father allowed the union, mainly because I am a stubborn man and threatened to denounce my right to the throne as his only heir”
Denki blinks and tilts his head. The king surely doesn’t seem like the hopelessly devoted romantic type, however given how open and loudly in love his husband is he guesses it makes sense, opposites attract and all that.
The king continues “I never made an effort to find Hitoshi a bride because I want for him what any good parent does”
He looks at Denki again and sighs “I had hoped the curse had ended with me, Hitoshi being adopted and all, but it would seem it has befallen him regardless”
“Curse? Your majesty, what curse?”
Aizawa stands and takes a step towards Denki
“The loud blond curse” the king deadpans and Denki bursts out laughing. He’s holding his stomach and wiping a tear away when he realises the king seems to be serious.
“Oh….my apologies your Majesty” Denki bows as he tries to keep a smile off his face.
The king turns and moves towards the door.
“Do not forget that your main purpose while employed here is to entertain my daughter, but any nightly activities with my son I will turn a blind eye, so long as it doesn’t impact his work as the future sovereign of this country. Do you understand that jester?”
Denki nods his head rapidly “Yes, I completely understand, your majesty. I swear to you that I will not impede the Pince of his duties”
The king nods once. “Good, now prepare for dinner”
Denki bows as the king leaves. Once the door is shut he lets out the breath he’d been holding in.
Did the king…..just give him his blessing to fuck the prince?
Denki hurries back to his room to prepare for the royal family’s dinner, he’ll only be performing for the four of them tonight so he chooses a less flashy outfit. He gathers some of his cards and balls and when the time comes he heads to the solar, the private dining room for the king’s family.
The entire time he’s performing he keeps his eyes off of the prince, focusing more on making Eri laugh and smile, he tells jokes that have his highness Hizashi laughing and even the king smiles at one point.
They finish their meal and Denki exits, heading to the staff quarters to receive his own meal.
Denki finishes his meal and bath and heads back to his room, still accompanied by Sero, its getting late now and he’s looking forward to sleep, however the thrill of the possibility of the prince once again visiting him during the night has him blushing.
They enter Denki’s room and Sero turns to him grinning. “By the way, the prince has requested to see you again tonight”
Denki blushes again as Sero continues. “He wants you to wear another one of your costumes, you’ll use the secret door to get to his chamber”
Denki nods “Is there a specific time he’s requested me to go there?”
“Not really, but if you want to get any sleep tonight I suggest you go as soon as possible” Hanta smirks at him as Denki laughs. He bids Sero a goodnight and chooses a costume. He hurriedly puts it on and follows the secret tunnel to another door, he takes a breath before knocking.
The door opens moments later and Denki sees the prince, he’s wearing a towel and his hair is still wet, clearly just finished bathing.
Denki bows “You asked for me your highness?”
Hitoshi smiles and steps aside, letting Denki enter
“I did, will my jester keep me entertained for the night?”
Denki smiles sheepishly and nods. “I’d like that, your highness”
Hitoshi shows Denki around his room, there’s paintings and golden jewellery everywhere, Denki marvels at the size of the bed, its even bigger than the one in his own room! Though that’s not surprising considering he’s the prince after all.
Denki feels arms wrap around his waist as Hitoshi hugs him from behind.
“My father said he spoke to you, are you alright?”
The jester smiles at Hitoshi’s concern, the warmth radiating from him as he gently squeezes Denki against him.
“Yeah….I think so. He mainly told me to not bother you when you’re doing important kingdom stuff and to make sure the princess is entertained”
Hitoshi hums, nuzzling his face against Denki and kissing his neck
“Does that mean you’re amicable to my whims?”
Denki’s breath hitches as the prince mumbles against his neck, his warm breath making Denki shiver.
“Of course your highness, it is my duty as your jester”
Hitoshi frowns and stands back up to his full height, turning Denki to face him.
“That’s not what I mean” the prince says with a serious expression “I intend to court you”
Denki’s breath hitches as he looks up at the prince, searching his eyes for any hesitation.
“Your Highness” Denki whispers “I don’t know if I’m prepared for a life as your concubine”
Hitoshi shakes his head and grips Denki’s shoulders. “No, not a concubine, I want to court you properly, with full intention of marriage”
The jester steps back, shrugging off Hitoshi’s hands.
“I can’t” he says, tears welling up in his eyes “by law I can’t”
Hitoshi steps forward again, gently taking Denki’s hands in his own and bringing them to his lips, softly kissing them.
“My father married my dad, the son of a knight with no claim to a title. Trust me, he may seem stoic but he married for love and wants the same for me”
Denki looks down and sniffles
“Your highness-”
“Please”, the prince cuts him off “Call me Hitoshi”
Denki lets out a breath “Hitoshi”, he tries the name, it rolls off his tongue easily “Then, can I ask that you call me Denki?”
The prince smiles softly “Denki” His name sounds more like a poem in Hitoshi’s deep voice and Denki knows there’s no going back.
The prince’s bed is soft as he’s laid down on it, Hitoshi above him. He runs his fingers through Denki’s hair and cups his face, leaning down to place a gentle kiss to his lips.
Their clothes are forgotten on the floor though Denki still remains in his jesters hat, the bells on it jingling softly with each slow thrust from the prince. Hitoshi kisses him again as he slowly pulls out.
“Can I remove your hat?” he says quietly. Denki nods and lifts his head, allowing Hitoshi to take it off. He sets it gently aside and moves to his dresser where the prince’s royal crown sits upon a silk cushion. He gently picks it up, along with some rings and other golden jewellery encrusted with various precious stones.
He sits Denki up and one by one adorns him, they feel heavy against Denki’s skin, both in weight and the reminder that this was never meant for him. He was born poor and ultimately meant to die as such.
Hitoshi reclines against the headboard as Denki straddles him.
“One more thing” the prince whispers. He reaches for his crown and lifts it to Denki’s head. The jester bends slightly as the crown is placed upon him. He sits up again as Hitoshi admires him.
“Royalty looks good on you” he smiles as Denki blushes.
“I’m almost certain this is treason, a commoner wearing the prince’s crown” Denki says sheepishly. Hitoshi shakes his head “It’s not treason with intent to marry, plus, I’m to be king one day, anyone who takes issue with it I’ll just have executed”
Hitoshi chuckles at Denki’s concerned look. “I jest” he says with a smile and Denki smacks his arm “A terrible joke your Highness” Denki giggles.
Hitoshi brings Denki into a deep kiss “Alas, I fear I’m not as funny as the professional fool” he smirks against the kiss and Denki laughs as Hitoshi moves to kiss and nip his neck.
“Then best leave the jokes to me”
Hitoshi hums in agreement and positions Denki, gently pressing his cock back into him.
“Seriously though, you look ethereal in a crown, like you were born to be spoiled”
Denki moans as he’s filled. “As long as its you spoiling me, and that you’ll allow me to spoil you right back”
Hitoshi nods “Agreed. Now, let me show my devotion to the future queen”
The next day the jester performs once again for the royal family, his finest costume now accompanied by the ornate ring now glinting on his finger.