Crow shuddered as Penelope brushed her lips teasingly against his. The gentle touch sent a thrill up his spine, and it took all of his willpower not to chase after a kiss when she was that close to him. He closed his eyes, tracing his free hand absently along her hip as he was nearly tempted to give in. However, the fun of making her wait was still just enticing enough that he managed to keep his resolve.

That was, until she murmured to him seductively and trailed her leg against his.

Her words and touch sent a rush of excitement through him, and he sighed. “Gods, you drive me crazy,” he shook his head and leaned in to meet her lips, caving to his desire for her at last. He kissed her passionately, driven by a mixture of his attraction and affection for the knight. Letting go of her wrists, he returned her freedom to move as he brought his right hand down to trace her other side. He spent some more time enjoying the buildup of exploring her body before he finally met her, and they began to move as one…

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Crow laid contentedly in the grass with his arms around Penelope. He let out his breath in a long exhale and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “I wish we could just sleep right here,” he murmured tiredly, pulling her a little closer. “But I’m sure Gavin would just assume I murdered you if we did that.”