Liliana Vess Defiant Necromancer

The longer the kiss went, the more Ignis felt compelled to just slide into the bathtub himself, quite possibly still fully clothed. In fact, he may have just been thinking of pulling his hand away from where it had ended up in Liliana's hair at the back of her head to start pulling open buttons on his shirt when there was another knock at the door, followed by the light clatter of a tray behind set down just outside of it. A deference to privacy? Or just to the knowledge that Ignis would prefer to take things into his own hands from there? Either way, the kiss lingered quite a bit longer before he was able to pull himself away to go fetch the tea, which he then did with alacrity. Not quite to the point of rushing to the door to go get it, but it was a barely managed thing.

He handed Liliana the steaming mug and settled back down beside the tub, pushing up his sleeve and letting an arm drape against the side, to almost idly dip his fingertips into the surface of the water while she drank.