Payton smirked when she caught Jezin, seemingly surprised for a moment, staring at her. She leaned forward in conjunction with Jezin's lean, and her lips met his. She gently placed a hand on Jezin's chest, and pressed him down onto the bed, holding the kiss as she did so. Once Jezin was on his back on the bed, she broke the kiss. Payton then made short work of his pants, throwing them to the side of the bed, as well as her own. She looked into Jezin's eyes, giving a slightly conceited smirk, as he moved to sit herself on top of Jezin's pelvis, and began gyrating her hips to and fro. "You're definitely not as tough as you think you are, sir." She said, sighing as she did so, still holding a conceited smirk, albeit slightly quivering.