It was kind of cute, feeling that momentary hesitation in the steady upwards trip of Rakka's hand, and it made Raye's lips turn upward in a smirk. It was far from the first time Rakka had touched her, but she was still a little shy about it. That was her Rakka. Soft and shy but so very brave when pushed by the right circumstances.

That grin dropped a little as Raye's lips parted in a quiet gasp when Rakka took that final step. Rakka's wings may have kept her from wearing a bra most of the time and, at least for tonight, Raye had opted to do the same. Maybe in anticipation of the night ending up like this. Whatever the reason, there was nothing between her and Rakka's hand as she explored her chest, sensitive and soft compared to the toned muscle of the rest of her. A weak spot, in a manner of speaking. She shuddered a bit and pressed forward into Rakka's hand.

"Nnh." Her fingers curled on Rakka's shoulder and her fingers tightened their hold on Rakka's hip beneath her skirt. One leg hooked around Rakka's, trapping it between hers as she started to move more earnestly, the time for teasing and restraint apparently finally passed. "I... you too...."