[Discovering someone's underwear through touch rather than visual appreciation is an interesting thing and Max milks it to its fullest, exploring the fabric - and the body beneath - with open palms and the sensitive tips of her fingers. Max feels her respond to the pressure of a thigh and responds in kind, arching her hips against Raven's leg and tugging like she's trying to eliminate all distance between their bodies. She bites gently at Raven's lip - not painfully but with an urgent little tug that transmutes into open mouthed kisses along the other woman's jaw and towards her throat. Her hands settle at Raven's hips and flex. She's thinking about trying to roll her over, blind or not.]