Jenna smirked as Sephiroth nipped her, having absolutely no problems with his roughness. In fact, that was one of the things that she enjoyed most about him. In her mind, it was much more fun to have a rough partner than a tender-foot.
As Sephiroth commented about her sleeping patterns, she huffed before she whispered back, “If I could, I would have continued sleeping but I couldn’t. So, you have to stay up, too.”
A smirk crossed her lips. At least until she heard Kether quietly fussing about in his crib, which she continued to keep in their bedroom. So, the sorceress rolled off Sephiroth before she nudged him.
“You take care of it.”