Delaney moaned, kissing Maeve a little harder, a little more insistently, beginning to walk her backwards until she was backed up against the closest building. She was careful not to press too hard, just held her there gently, kissing her.
Her hands moved, one arm still wrapped around Maeve's back keeping her up, the other caressing her cheek gently then cupping her face. Her lips wandered from Maeve's lips to her cheek, then down to her jawline, kissing a soft trail up to her ear. "Is this okay?" she breathed, right in Maeve's ear.