Rather than being afraid or even intimidated, Jennifer was actually amused. So he did have more personality than he liked to let on, even if he was trying to demand her to do things his way. That was something, at least. She didn't mind the rough way he grabbed her, and she didn't mind the near-threatening tone that graced his words. There wasn't much that could turn her off, and not just in the sexual sense, either. She just didn't have fear anymore. After dying a few times and having a demon enter her body, she just felt there was very little to be afraid of.
Cracking a grin, she leaned back a little and let one hand move up and into his hair. "And if you can touch me, I can touch you," she told him as casually as ever.