There was a split second when Gwen wasn't sure if she was about to be shoved away or not. She kinda hoped not, because that would be fucking awkward, and who the hell knew how anyone could come back from that... but she needn't had worried. Another moment later and Lily was kissing her back.
It was different from the kiss they'd shared in the castle. That had been forced, a little hesitant. Witnessed by a vindictive enchanted plant with a cruel little giggle and ulterior motive. This time they were alone, with nothing making this happen apart from a little too much wine and sunshine, and it showed. Any final nerves and inhibitions fell away as Lily's tongue swiped gently along Gwens bottom lip, causing the dark haired witch to snatch a quick breath and allow the other girl's tongue to brush against her own.
She was so caught up in the feeling of the warm mouth against hers that she barely noticed the change of position until Lily was across her lap. Gwen was taller than the redhead by a good few inches, and barely had to crane her neck to continue the kiss as she sat up straighter and leaned into her. One hand was still at Lilu's neck, tangled in strands of bright red hair, but the other slid around her slender waist to grip her hip gently. Her heart was hammering in her ears, even as she deepened the kiss, and the low noise Gwen made was lost in a haze of wine and distant waves.