*Truth be told, Kanaya's glad that Rose is once more clad in genuine garments too - not that she's not cute, but it felt a little inappropriate.
She's almost done folding the dress carefully when two hands quite literally grab her by the horns and tug her to her feet. It's not painful, really, but it's certainly surprising and she makes a startled sound despite herself.* Rose, what are you--
*Oh, she's being kissed. Deliberately kissed, this time. And it's far more than the chaste pecks of earlier; it's full and warm and there are arms around her, and what can Kanaya do but reciprocate? She presses back into it, her own hands settling on Rose's shoulder. Well, one of her hands. The other carefully sets the folded dress down on the nearby table before doing the same.*
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Date: 2011-11-19 04:47 am (UTC)She's almost done folding the dress carefully when two hands quite literally grab her by the horns and tug her to her feet. It's not painful, really, but it's certainly surprising and she makes a startled sound despite herself.* Rose, what are you--
*Oh, she's being kissed. Deliberately kissed, this time. And it's far more than the chaste pecks of earlier; it's full and warm and there are arms around her, and what can Kanaya do but reciprocate? She presses back into it, her own hands settling on Rose's shoulder. Well, one of her hands. The other carefully sets the folded dress down on the nearby table before doing the same.*