She gets all she can, and things get dangerous.

"Good... Stand there like that, arms out to the side, just like you were at the tailor's... Now, let's have a proper feel of you," Bella muttered, beginning by running her fingertips along the tips of Ralli's own as she slowly, painstakingly made her way across the woman's toned forearms. She could tell the woman was doing her best not to sense her friend's close-proximity nudity, focusing on some point on the ceiling with effort. Bella, on the other hand, was drinking in every detail of Ralli's musculature.

"Oh, Ralli... Sweet, sweet Ralli... How long has it been since I touched you like this? Has your pretty body missed it? Mm... You still have your armor up. I suppose that's how you want to appear to your students tomorrow... I like the softer you better, but this has its own appeal, I suppose... Mmm...!"

"B-Bella," the sergeant gasped, snapping her friend out of it.

The braineater realized she'd been pretty transparently playing with the other woman's small breasts. "Ah, sorry! Just need to be especially careful around these bits, you know. They're the last thing you want to come out of the disguise, after all." Before working her way up to the head, she instead chose to go downward, beginning to lower herself to a crouch as she traced hands down the knight's sculpted abs. Soon, she found her face at Ralli's stomach, sweat breaking out on her rosy skin as she worked to keep her muscles in check. "L-look at that precious belly button... Ah, look at this, just a little lower! Haven't you missed my touch Ralli...? How are you living without me...?" The magic instructor ran one of her thin fingers along the woman's undercarriage, making her gasp... then, painfully, kept moving down the statuesque towers of Ralli's legs.

She heard a giggle.

"Aah aah aaaaagh! I'm going to go insane!" Bella thought to herself, hearing multiple voices roar in her head and hiding her clenched teeth just in case Ralli was sensing for it. "You're ticklish here, aren't you?! Ooh, cripes, this is the worst part! Being by these ticklish legs of yours, what a shame, what an absolute blasted waste for me to stand here and not use my tongue! Even without your memories, your body wants that, doesn't it, Ralli?! I know you want it!!" She cast her real eyes upward, causing her curls themselves to move in Ralli's direction, fully expecting to see her friend nodding in spite of herself.

Ralli was simply holding a tight frown, probably embarrassed that she had laughed and hoping it wasn't noticed.

"Ooh... Your poor body doesn't even know... You can't even imagine..." It hurt, but Bella had her vow to keep. She somehow made her way to the sergeant's hardened feet, to the tips of her toes, and then... up the back of the legs... She carefully skipped the ticklish part, feeling she really would lose it if she heard that laugh again...

And then...

"Oh no. That wasn't the worst part. By the Demon Lord, his forge, and even that wacky Geod..."

Bella cleared her throat, rising to her feet behind Ralli. "Now, this next bit... you must understand that you have quite a bit of, er, extra luggage in the rear passenger carriage, if you catch my meaning? So, please understand if this next part takes just a bit."

"... I understand I was forged with a large behind," Ralli admitted, although she was flushing even harder. "Do what you must as quickly as you can."

"Very well, I'll just..." she tapered off, each of her many eyes zeroing in on her target as she trailed her hands up, so that each cupped one cheek. She bit her lip hard as she worked her way to the outside of the hips, then back, beginning to squeeze. She felt mesmerized at the feel of it, drinking in the way it displaced and regained its original shape. It was firm, but nonetheless, she got a pleasant jiggle and a loud smack from it when she slapped a hand to it.

"B-Bella!" Ralli protested, squirming. "Is that necessary...?"

"Yes," Bella said matter-of-factly, not bothering to justify it with any witty reason. "Oh, my oh my... I do love your ass, Ralli."

"Huh?" The deathspeaker was beet red as she finally turned her senses on the other woman's serious face. "What?"

"It's simply a fact," the braineater continued, having moved up the small of Ralli's back to caress the muscles of her back. "You have a very lovable ass, dearie. I'm hardly the only one who does, I'm sure. You needn't read any more into it than flattery between two women."

"I see..." Ralli worked to stop sense in front of her again as she felt Bella work up the nape of her neck, tousling her long hair briefly. "If that is acceptable... maybe I should tell Bella I love her lips, as well. If it is only flattery between two women."

Those lips were right before her, now. The instructor had moved back in front of the other knight, moving her painted nails along the shoulder blades and neck until her hands rested on Ralli's cheeks. "Did you want to tell me something, love? I'm going to touch your lips now, Ralli."

Stunned, frozen in place, the deathspeaker could do nothing but train her senses on the face of the braineater before her.