"Vanillyyy~..."

That damn Jester would go on and on about how he loves you, wants you attention and everything, and he does not seem to back down on that subject.

Being in the Spire with him, in the enclosed four walls, was either thrillingly horrible, or thrillingly interesting. Right now, it was thrillingly adorable.

The Beast of Deceit had you in his grasp, cuddling up against you on his cozy bed, one leg draped up on your waist. His "hair" was wrapping around your free arm, as he chuckled softly.

"...nnmgg..."