Rauko can't help herself anymore... as Su-Li tips her backwards, a moan of pleasure escapes the infiltrator's lips. Once again, Rauko finds herself surprised by the strength and control that the other woman is able to exert... but she's not about to complain about it. And judging by the warmth the infiltrator feels against her knee, neither is Su-Li.<br/><br/>"O-off..." The word, and the thought, are only half-formed in Rauko's mind... but that's just fine since she's fast reaching a point of primal, thoughtless desire. She's not entirely sure if Su-Li's body will respond the same way hers does when she's... handling things... but she knows that she wants to find out. As her tongue grapples with the redhead's, her fingers begin to search for purchase on the metallic dress, and she begins to gyrate her hips so that both her sex and her knee are grinding in just the right way against all the right places. "I... hmm..."<br/><br/>The infiltrator's words catch in her throat as she lets herself be swept up in the blaze, intoxicated by her partner's scent and taste and touch...