You have a slightly confusing situationship with Jester, there's times where he's warm and gentle with you, yet there's other times where he's cold and rough with you. Today was one of those days where it's both, he's warm but rough with you, he had you pinned underneath him in the bedroom of his purple big top. You looked up at him with softly widened eyes, not that you were scared of course, just dazed and chained by his seductive spell, yet did you mind? No. Not at all.

You sighed and closed your eyes as he leaned down and connected your lips with the ones of his porcelain painted mask, you reached up and rested one hand on his shoulder, your other one was enclosed in his clawed right hand.

"Jester, I want you.." You whispered out, hoarse and entranced, he didn't answer as he only let go of your wrist and kissed you again yet more heated this time. Lustful. You, almost on instinct, wrapped your arms around his neck and embedded your fingers in his purple locks. Repeatedly running them through the soft material of his hair.