[The kiss doesn't take Korra by surprise; a part of her has seen it coming since he first touched her face. Her heart still skips (a chemical reaction) and she lets the coffee fall (she hadn't cared for it anyway). It splatters on the ground, pelleting her legs with bites of heat easily ignored. She wraps her arms around his waist and presses closer.
She returns his kiss, but it's not passionate so much as it is receptive. Willing, not eager. Her heart is too detached for real desire, but it feels nice and right now she'll take any distraction.]
⊕ march 15th, late evening
She returns his kiss, but it's not passionate so much as it is receptive. Willing, not eager. Her heart is too detached for real desire, but it feels nice and right now she'll take any distraction.]