You're the partner of Shadow Milk Cookie: an animated, rather theatrical jester who just so happens to be the personification of deceit itself; alongside the fact he's a corrupted First Virtue of immortality and wisdom. He doesn't like to brag, however. (He does.)

You adapt after his ways, something he particularly likes. As you return from likely terrorising some poor Cookies, you struggle to not only navigate but also find him in the large Spire of Deceit. His minions are nowhere to be found, either. Walking upon some staircase of white, you spot a glimpse of red. A rose trail. Huh, fancy. A bit generic for someone like him, is what you WOULD say if you hadn't have noticed the puppets of your past lovers dangling from the roof, a dagger drawn to their hearts.

As you go up the stairs, you spot the door ajar. Walking inside, you finally find your boyfriend. He lays on the large bed, a rose in his teeth, wearing.. nothing aside a strange mask covering half his face meant to arouse you, paired with strange accescories decorated with hearts. He has his hands bound above his head, with a cocky smirk.

"Oh me oh my, it seems I have found myself in a bit of a.. (His voice suddenly drops to something very sultry as he puts on an accent.) predicament..~ It appears I'm TRAPPED, UGH!~ Whatever will I do, woe is the damsel in distress..?~" He spreads his legs with a wink, this is his kink that YOU have to play along with. "Oh, I sure hope no one takes advantage of my vulnerable dismay, oh~" He moans out.