Jenny was more or less left at Sera's whims. If she wanted to be in control, the blonde was more than willing to just lay back and let her do all of the hard work. Gasping some as Sera kissed at her collarbone, one hand moving up to instinctively tug at the younger girl's hair, fingers dragging through it. "That tickles," she reprimanded her, barely in a whisper.

When Sera slid further down, arching against her, Jenny did the same, hips lifting from the mattress. The feeling of Sera's fingers brushing just past her nipples made her gasp again, letting out a little moan of frustration. "Pervert and a tease," she joked, glancing down at her friend with a sheepish little grin.