[ It's not that she didn't expect the kiss, since she had told him she had wanted it, but it still surprises her just a little bit. It surprises her because they're allowed to have it, that just by saying that she wants to kiss him they're able to share a kiss with one another. It still feels just a little like something of a fantasy (though she's not sure if it's hers or Jean's).
At least she knows this: he is being careful with her, gentle enough, and there are no thoughts in her mind other than kiss him back.
Mikasa's body shifts just a bit closer to Jean's, pushing up and letting herself return the kiss with a softness that's unlike her, the brutal a fighter she remains. The hand on his cheek seeks his hair, fingers curling around what she can reach and holding herself in place there as she makes a soft noise, pleased. ]
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At least she knows this: he is being careful with her, gentle enough, and there are no thoughts in her mind other than kiss him back.
Mikasa's body shifts just a bit closer to Jean's, pushing up and letting herself return the kiss with a softness that's unlike her, the brutal a fighter she remains. The hand on his cheek seeks his hair, fingers curling around what she can reach and holding herself in place there as she makes a soft noise, pleased. ]