Junkrat smut

Jester/Fool (female)

cunnilingus, make-up, squirting kink

The pop of the balloon made you jump, the jester giggle from the reaction before covering his mouth.
"Sorry my dear, did that startle you?" The jester question as he moved his hand to show a smile while you nodded your answer, a chuckle of embarrassment escaping as well.
"My apologies, this my first time trying this out. I had no idea what you were talking about until you explained it." He said with nod. Pulling another balloon out to squish and squeeze it into what you wanted. A dog. You seen another Jester from another kingdom do it, so you thought you could try to get your own Jester to do it. But see how it's difficult for him made you on edge from the sudden pop of the balloon when it gave up.

The balloon squeaked within the fidgeting fingers of the Jester as he twisted it and bended the shape. He managed to get the a pair of legs before it popped into pieces. The noise making you jump again with a sigh to follow it.

"My apologies, princess. I guess I just need to work on it a bit longer. But I'll have that dog for ya in no time!" He promised with a smile. He always kept him promises to you, so you knew you could trust him on it. But the bored look on your face made him frown a little. You already asked for all his tricks and jokes for the day, but you were still bored and bummed out.

Even if he was a Jester, didn't mean he was just all jokes and tricks. He had his own thoughts and emotions of his own to deal with when he was sent away. And over the years of making you smile and laugh, he grown to like it. It was started to be the sunshine of his gloomy days in the cellar. You were starting to become his world he wished to be in forever. He wanted your face to stay happy, with that sweet smile to crown your lips.

"Uh well..." He started with no train of thought. "Do you have any other ideas for me?" He squeaked out with a tilt of his head, the bells in his hair chiming softly from the movement. You were sat in your bed while he stayed seated in a chair. For a jester to be in the princess's room was a high honor. And you allowed it. Proving to him that you enjoyed him company that much.

A huff of boredom escaped you as you ran through the things you wished to see. But you just couldn't think of one.
"I don't have any ideas at the moment." You said with a sad tone.

"I do, but I don't think you'll be interested in it. Just a thought from a jester is all." He said before the chimes of his bells rang when he stood up. "I wouldn't recommend it to princesses anyways." He added, making it almost sound like a taunt.

"Wait, what do you mean? I wanna know!" You pouted out as you grabbed his wrist to keep him from leaving. His lime eyes looking down at your hand, it was soft and warm against the cold, white paint of his arm.

"Eager ya are, princess. You wanna have fun so badly, do ya?" He chimed with a smile on his lips. You nodded quickly, pulling the lanky man closer to you. "Anything, as long as you don't leave."

High giggles escaped the man from your words before he took your hand in his. "For this trick, I need you to wear something. In case you don't like seeing it." He saved, pulling a strip of colorful cloth from your sleeve. Gasp from surprise, knowing you never had a thing like it on your person. You were already smiling again.

Climbing carefully on to the silk soft sheets, the jester wrapped the cloth around your eyes, blinding you. You could see that I light was on so you were in total pitch black.

"Now, princess, promise me you won't tell a soul of this trick. And I do promise, you'll enjoy it." The words of the man made you a bit nervous. Knowing this act was that dangerous to do, but you had nothing to lose anyways. You gave your heart and soul for your Jester. He was there to clear your days of stress. You loved him. Those words made you bit the inside of your cheek as you held out your pinky.

"Pinky promise." You said, feeling a larger one wrap around your own. "Pinky promise." His low voice said before his finger was gone. Leaving you to wait for him. You heard rustling sounds while the bed dipped and bobbed from his weight at your legs. Soon enough, you felt his cold palms on your legs move up them, the night gown you had on moving up with it.

You knew what he was planning just from that motion. You knew. But you couldn't care, you knew he wants you just the same as you did for him. His fingers grabbing a hold of your hips to pull them forward before your panties were slipped down.

"Jamison." You said softly. The movement paused, he was listening.
"You're going to return those, right?" You smiled out as he giggled highly.
"Ya caught me." His scratchy voice said before his hand returned to your thigh, rubbing over them and squeezing the plump flesh. Smiling, you held on to the sheets as your legs opened for him, giving him permission to continue.

And he didn't waste a second, pressing his warm, wet tongue against your lips. Tasting you as his tongue rubbed and ran against your entrance and clit. The sensation making you jump at first before relaxing into it with a soft sigh. Your toes would curl when he rubbed against your clit. Taking the bud into his mouth to make you moan out. You had to cover your mouth, muffling the mews and moans he made you make to not draw attention.

He was eating like a starved man. Licking and sucking every inch of your womanhood, to early that sweet honey that oozed from you. The movements was causing the jester's make-up to smear and smudge on his face and your thighs. He didn't seem to mind it, knowing it'll be a mess for later.

You were starting to burn up from the amount of attention given, the coil in your gut was twisting and tying itself tighter by the second. The sensational sparks of pleasure making you grip at the bed sheets with curled toes. And to give it the last tipping point, his thumb pressed and rubbed circles against your clit as his slender tongue slipped inside you. It was too much for you to handle. It made you wrap your thighs around the jesters head to keep him there.

"Jamison, wait-" You moaned out before the coil in your gut snapped harshly. Your body freezing up as you squirting within the mouth of the Jester. He drunk and licked the mess up clean as if he just traveled through the desert without water. Your legs were still twitch as they slowly relaxed to let him go.

The blind fold was taking off your eyes to show your lost gaze staring back at him. His makeup was nearly gone, showing off the peachy skin of his underneath. As well as the few freckles and moles as well. A lazy smile coming to your lips. You always wanted to see him without and now you have.

"May I have one last request, my jester." You said soft. He nodded as he straightened himself.
"Can you take a bath with me?"