"Kay good," Jenny whispered softly, her eyes closing instinctively again as Sera trailed down her neck. It sent an undeniable shiver through her, one that started at the base of her neck and seemed to travel right into her legs. If they had been standing, she was sure she would have been shaking.

She shifted a little as Sera pushed her shirt up, her own hands trailing briefly down the brunette's back. She pulled at the bottom of Sera's tanktop when she reached it, desperately short little yanks, just wanting it gone, out of her way. She was never a patient person in situations like these. It was a stark difference from her usual organized and calculated mannerisms.