That's right. No matter what happened, or what kind of battles she was thrown into and got out of, Rakka was still the same as she always was. Well, maybe not always - she had grown, changed much in over a year. Physically and mentally. Rakka was stronger now, but still the kind sort of person she was meant to be.

But oh gosh there was nothing under that shirt. She may have suspected that earlier, but actually knowing was different. Warm fingers slid over one of the softer parts of her girlfriend, letting her palm rest against it. She knew it was one of Raye's weak spots - she'd learned that some time ago. And Raye would probably hear nothing of it, but Rakka thought she looked kind of cute right now as they crossed that last, little line again.

"Ehehe..." The subtle change in the mood was sweet. They both knew that there would be no stopping now, not that Rakka would, as she rode out another quiet moan when Raye started to move again.

"Maybe... we should move away from the wall now?"