It was short, but it was the first kiss she'd had in a very long time. At least that she could remember. She had the bad habit of putting herself in unfortunate situations, though she'd worked hard on that the last few years. It should probably concern her that it was while she was drinking, but it was so sweet that she really didn't care.
Dora gave him a slow, lazy smile, still leaning in toward him. She'd wondered for a long time now if he liked her like that, or if he just thought of her as a friend. It was an unusual confusion for her, who had always known where she stood with the men she'd gone out with; the pureblood life they'd grown up with had always given her guidance. "Well, I like you too, just so you know," she said, ignoring the voice in her head that said he wouldn't like her if he really knew who she was. Instead of thinking on it, she leaned in and kissed him light and quick like he had her.