With a sigh, Horror leaned into your soft hand, enjoying the feeling of it pressed against your face. It was hard for him to resist the gentle affection. He was so incredibly addicted to every ounce of you.

Aye, that’s not fair. You can’t just get out of that so easily. I’m worried about you, plus, I’m offering to make dinner, why can’t you just agree? Please?

The large skeleton spoke in a soft voice, looking down at you with his one glowing red eye, a pleading expression on his features.