Jenna didn’t mind that Sephiroth was being protective over his boxer shorts, for she didn’t feel like abusing his altered state of mind. Instead, she just pushed his clothing off to the side of the bed before she gripped onto Sephiroth’s hands. After a moment, she gently lead Sephiroth’s hands to her breasts.
“We’re not going anywhere. Now, would you like to undress me?”