Penelope faltered slightly as she caught sight of his bandages. It was a quick reminder of what her brother had done and she frowned a little. She was about to question if he had healed enough but didn't get the chance to as he kissed her again and began to undo the ties of her dress. Due to that, she hesitated for a split second before kissing him back and helping him remove her dress, figuring that he seemed to deem himself healed enough. 

As she slipped out of the dress, she placed it down on the floor and looked back over at Crow. Her body hadn't changed much besides a few additional scars. She suddenly felt a bit bashful, finding a bit of shame still lingered from the large scar on her torso as it had always been a reminder to her of everything that went wrong. However, it was quickly forgotten at Crow's affectionate look and words. As he kissed her again, she smiled against his lips and kissed him back, closing her eyes serenely as she felt his hands travel over her while they kissed. 

She felt him move her hand to the hem of his pants and went on to remove the clothing. Penelope moved her hands sensuously over him as he kissed along her collarbone, driven by her desire, until they finally began to move as one...

--
 
Penelope let out a content sigh as she laid facing Crow. She nestled her head against his and rested one hand on his chest. The knight fully understood what he had meant when he had said being with her was different for him back when they had first slept together. There truly was such a difference in being with him versus the few other men she had slept with. None even came close to making her feel the way she did when she was with him. 

"Damn I've missed you." She mumbled dazedly, closing her eyes for a moment as she enjoyed their closeness.