Serina's senses were quite dulled by the steam and the echos of Clare's sounds. She had only a mere moment to get out of Clare's way, but was unsuccessful and found herself smothered up against those soft breasts, Clare's arms wrapped around her body as Serina's legs flailed violently. She couldn't do anything but wiggle and struggle against Clare's bossom, muffled protests eminated from her mouth as her scared green eyes gazed up at Clare. Now, she had a reason to be scared. She had been shown who was taunting her, and now that she knew, she was scared. The ease at which she had been picked up, smothered, and slammed into the stale wall showed just how much in danger Serina could truly be in. Her soft, naked body squirmed as her back pressed against the wall and her front pressed against Clare's body.