[He didn't expect Elsa to be overjoyed about the prospect of kissing him. Hans had hoped to "warm" her to the idea, no pun intended, but he hadn't thought he'd actually be all that successful.
The kiss does start off gentle, because hey, he really doesn't want to get hit - or worse, knowing what she can do. But it's a strange sensation, feeling the cold surround them like that. Even her lips are a bit on the frosty side of the scale, but not unpleasantly so.
So, he pushes his luck just a little, and deepens the kiss a bit. His free hand encircles her slender waist, making as if to pull her closer, but in a gentle-ish sort of manner.]
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The kiss does start off gentle, because hey, he really doesn't want to get hit - or worse, knowing what she can do. But it's a strange sensation, feeling the cold surround them like that. Even her lips are a bit on the frosty side of the scale, but not unpleasantly so.
So, he pushes his luck just a little, and deepens the kiss a bit. His free hand encircles her slender waist, making as if to pull her closer, but in a gentle-ish sort of manner.]