The sound of skin on skin rang out through the office. Jin recoiled against the slap, his head turning sharply to his left. His cheek burned and he could practically feel it turning red as he brought his hand reflexively to feel it. The white-haired girl, standing about one foot shorter than him, looked up to him with fiery eyes betraying her icy personality and powers. 

While Jin pressed further into her lips, Weiss' mind was abuzz with contradicting, frenzied and hazy thoughts. She knew this was ridiculous, invasive, and all together inappropriate, but there was deftness with the way he kissed her that roused her instincts to continue on with this nonsense.

This first encounter was starting to bore the Major. He was almost disappointed in how Weiss put up such little fight against him. But then again, he did have a habit of playing with his food. He decided this may be a good time to enact another powerplay.