[Yelena cannot pretend (and would not try to) that she minds those light brushes, even though she had never thought herself a naturally patient person. It is too specific to Ava, and too affectionate still even if it was not the intended affection, for it not to work on her as well.
That sigh settles into her like a shot of strong vodka, warming her through. In response, she hums lightly, tightens her hold on Ava to tug her closer - fair is fair - and then, once she is sure that will not cause another flicker, tilts her head to deepen the kiss.]
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That sigh settles into her like a shot of strong vodka, warming her through. In response, she hums lightly, tightens her hold on Ava to tug her closer - fair is fair - and then, once she is sure that will not cause another flicker, tilts her head to deepen the kiss.]