Megan's eyes went wide when Hannah, innocent, prudish, miss-perfect-prefect, Hannah Abbott, actually kissed her. Unprepared for it actually happening, Megan's lips hadn't been pursed. However, once her brain caught up with reality, she did immediately.
Her lips parted and lightly caressed Hannah's top lip as she kissed her back, just like she had promised. Megan's hands moved to rest on Hannah's flanks a little higher than her waist and wandered just a hair closer to her breasts.
Letting Hannah control the kiss, barely, Megan sat mostly still to see what she would do next.