[ South pulls her boots off without undoing them or bending over, dropping them equally haphazardly out of the way. Her own coat is still only bunched at her elbows when the cold fingers on her cheek, then the kiss, distract her from getting it the rest of the way off. It's only needing the range of motion to settle her hands comfortably on Sombra's hips that makes her grunt and shrug it the rest of the way off.

If she had anything to say after Sombra kisses her the first time, it dies with the second and South might try linger longer than she does, then, if just for a moment before she snorts faintly. ]

Duh, you did take off the fluffy coat. [ a low noise ] What exactly do you want me to do about it, princess?