Aleks sighed with distaste. Another day of ruling over the kingdom goes by so fast. He killed several peasants with the help of the mysterious executioner, dined in the finest salad cuisine, all the while never lifting his finger. The sun was setting, and Aleks looked over to his right from his royal throne quickly, just to make sure nobody would notice. His loyal and faithful jester stood proudly, moving his head very so often and eradicating jingles from his hat. Aleks felt his cheeks turn pink at the meer sight, however he ignored it and commanded his staff to take him to his bed.
Even after receiving a cold drink of water and being tucked into his sheets, King Aleks couldn't sleep. He lay awake staring at the ceiling, fidgeting with his fingers and humming the tune of Young Hearted Kids by Stuck in Your Radio (on iTunes now). Suddenly, from across the room, Aleks heard a very familiar jingle from behind the door. He sat up quickly and fumbled for his crown on his bedside table, not wanting Aron seeing him in this state. "You may come in," Aleks declared in his noble tone.
The door creaked open, and soon enough Aron stood in the bedroom of the king. "Jester, I don't like being awoken in the middle of the night, so whatever you have to say, get it ov-"
"King, I want you," Aron said nonchalantly. Aleks wasn't sure if he heard him right, it might have been the lollipop in his mouth that muffled his words, or just Aleks' imagination.
"Want me to what?" Aleks said stupidly.
"I want you to kiss me," and at that Aron leaped on the bed and cupped Aleks' face. Before Aleks could protest, Aron had smashed his lips against his in a passionate manner. Eventually Aleks gave up fighting and ran his fingers through the jester's hat. Those jingles always did excite him. After a while, Aron pulled away and began to pull down Aleks' pyjama pants.
"Jester, this is all too son. Shouldn't you buy me a drink first?" Aleks said, uncomfortably. Aron put inches between him and the kings face before saying, "fuck you" in his monotonous voice. He then took the king's exposed nob and began licking it like a dumdum. Aleks nodded in approval with his hands behind his head. What more could he wish for? A crown, a kingdom, and now the love of his life?
Aleks gave moans of pleasure and released his seed into the jester's mouth and all over his jester outfit, yelling "Transformers, Assemble". Aron went up again to kiss his lips and removed the crown from his lover's head. "But why?" Aleks asked, confused.
"Because when we're here, I rule over you," Aron said. The jester would have smirked, except he didn't know how to. This time, Aleks initiated the kiss, frantically pulling the jesters soft face to his and making out with his lover. All was well.
However, what they did not hear was the Squire hiding outside. He whispered "thy king" and grasped his trumpet tightly to his chest. A single teardrop fell from his eye as he walked away.
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