She wouldn't mind at all. In fact, Rakka's hands speeding up seemed to just drive her on even more and she squirmed and kicked her legs a little to help Rakka get them out of her pants that much faster. She'd hit her limit, couldn't hold back any longer. That slow burn had built between them, stoked by each touch and kiss and movement, every quiet sound, growing hotter and hotter until that final spark seemed to cause it to ignite. She needed more.

And then her pants were gone and she was quick to sit forward again, gathering up Rakka's dress from around her wait and pulling it down, fingers hooking over her panties to tug them down with it, getting rid of the last scraps of cloth between them before leaning down and pressing herself against Rakka and taking her lips in a nearly desperate, needy kiss.

"Mmm..!" Her skin was hot against Rakka's and her legs squirmed again, hooking around Rakka's trapping on between her own even as her thigh pressed up between Rakka's. Her hands clutched at Rakka's shoulders as her hips began to move against her and she moaned into the kiss.