[The usual response she'd get would be a stiffening confused and shaken girl. This time however... Ronnae leaned into the kiss, edging closer as the other woman pulls her closer, she wrapped her own arms around the woman's waist and returns the kiss with equal fervor. Once it's broke, her breathing is shallow, and her face is flushed.]

I... It's okay. [Wait what? Was it okay?] I... I like it. [Oh my.]