<div class="floatleft">(https://img00.deviantart.net/fa43/i/2015/123/9/4/blood_smirk_by_omupied-d29fz0p.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Keiran Sloan<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Fae Artist<br/><strong>Date and time:</strong>September 26th, morning<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Baths<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>White button-up shirt (stained with paint), black jeans and converse, then nothing.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Liliana Lux<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong>N/A<br/><br/>Keiran, too, was surprise by the sudden shower of paint.  Through orientation, he'd been a bit distracted.  The conversation with Liliana had gotten pretty serious for a first date and they'd remained together when they came back.  There weren't words exchanged as to why they didn't go to find their own respective ways, but Keiran wasn't going to complain.  He liked being close to her, liked staying with the angel.  He wished he could take her on a second date right now, take her somewhere private and learn even more about her.  Of course, there was that ever present desire to get to know her in a far more carnal way and that had been there since he'd first met her.  The anticipation lent a certain edge to how he saw her, though, improved their conversations.<br/><br/>He wasn't really bothered that much by the paint, though.  The colors were drab, boring in his opinion, but for a guy whose clothes were already stained and who only wore the shirt in the first place because it was polite, getting doused in paint was more of an annoyance.  That was, of course, until he saw Liliana's expression.  That was when he became bothered.  It wasn't at all about him, but seeing her so distressed really got to him.  He didn't realize just how attached he'd grown to her in such a short amount of time, but when he saw her eyes, he read the expression she sent to him and grabbed her hand, cutting a way through the crowd regardless of who was in his way.  He had a purpose and he knew exactly where he wanted to go.<br/><br/>It was a pretty straight shot to the baths and to be honest, as they'd approached, Keiran had started to get kind of nervous as to how Liliana would react.  After all, bathing together was a bit more forward than just setting his hands on her hips, right?  Maybe not.  He didn't think so, but she was a bit more careful about things like this.  Thankfully, she seemed okay with the idea and together, they disrobed.  Of course, Keiran didn't bother with a towel to cover himself, he was fine being nude and to be honest, he wanted Lily to see him like that.<br/><br/>Keiran looked over to Liliana and held out his hand, hoping to give her a bit of reassurance if she chose to take it as he led her up to the tub already filled with nice, steaming water and submerged himself.<br/><br/>"No, you don't have to take the towel off, but you might feel a bit better if you did.  That way, we match."  He said with a chuckle, reaching over and gently squeezing her arm, "But either way, I feel the same way.  I like being here with you, too, Lily."  He said, his tone soft and low, almost intimate in it's nature.