She wasn't running, or pulling away, or protesting in any way that Delaney could see, so she continued, lips slightly parted as they made contact with Maeve's. She kissed her slowly and lightly but thoroughly, doing her best to get some sort of reciprocation out of the younger girl.
Her hands couldn't stay idle any longer, wrapping around Maeve, one hand resting in the small of her back, the other creeping steadily upwards to cradle the back of her neck as she continued to kiss her, their longest yet, willing Maeve to kiss her back, to make it clear beyond any doubt that Delaney wasn't taking advantage of her.