Despite everything, this brought a different sort of sensation. The fact that Raye had run around in less then this an almost surprising amount of times could have possibly prepared her for this. But still, this was different. A more tender, personal sort of feeling. For both of them if the redness in their faces were any indication. It was nice.... no, better then nice. Wonderful.

She knew that Raye would help guide her, if need be. Several fun times together had taught her that. Raye.... really was something else. Even if she was still louder, but that was probably the point.

Ahem.

Rakka would concur that the jeans needed to go, at long last. The low groan pushed her more then any pair of hands would, but she followed Raye's lead again. Sorry, jeans, but you were merely the prelude to something greater then that. A full-body shiver crept up to her wing tips as her hands were guided under the garment, feeling smooth skin. Slowly, almost teasingly, Rakka let her hands slide down further, bringing the pants with them.