Warren took the offered seat, and then let his arm sneak around Karla's shoulder, pulling her closer in a silent invitation to cuddle from right there in his lap.

"Saetan mentioned that I'd have to keep an eye on other males wearing face paint," he noted. "It's good to know why."

Really, he wouldn't have put it on in the first place, if it wasn't for Karla. There wasn't really any danger of him running around wearing it for anyone else, and there definitely wasn't any danger of him wearing it with anything but pleasing her in mind.