Penelope felt her heart race as he looked at her with such surprise. She smiled a little at his words and leaned in to meet his lips in a passionate kiss. The knight laid back as he pushed down onto the hay bale. She shudder as she felt his hands running along the sides of her body. His touch was electric to the knight. Penelope wrapped her arms around him and trailed a her right hand upward to toy with his hair as he began to kiss along her neck and collar bone. 

She met his gaze as he spoke. She moved her hand to rest against his cheek and leaned up to capture his lips in another kiss. “I’m sure..” She said in a soft yet confident voice. Penelope hadn’t shaken that feeling of nervousness but she did know what she wanted. The knight hesitated for a brief moment then moved her hands to help him unfasten her dress. 

Once the fastening was undone, she slipped the clothing off and unconsciously moved her arms to cover herself. It felt strange to be so bare in front of another person. Her bare body was small but lean from the muscle she had built over the years of working as a knight. Due to being a knight, her body wasn’t completely bare of scars. She had a small one on her lower abdomen and a more noticeable one along her thigh. Her pale skin still bore bruises from their run in with the mercenary, the worst being the one where he had punched her stomach.

Eager to focus on something other than her own exposure, Penelope leaned in to kiss Crow along his neck while her hands slowly moved away from her own body to slip under his tunic.