Crow wavered slightly as he kissed Penelope when he felt her hesitate to push things further with him. Surprised by her rigidness, he was nearly tempted to pull back and ask if she was alright, but she moved first, sliding his pants off before he had a chance to question her. He was still slightly put off by her moment of hesitation, but he quickly forgot about it as she wrapped her arms around his back and pulled him to the ground. Her spontaneity made him grin eagerly as he shifted to lay comfortably on top of her in the grass. Whatever had given her pause must not have been very important, because she was even more passionate now than she was before.

The thief met her lips as she kissed him, slightly taken aback by the fervor she put into it but quick to match her enthusiasm. He ran his hands sensuously over her body, slipping away from her mouth to press kisses from her neck down to her chest as he tried to keep up with her energy. Closing his eyes, he trailed his fingers along the inside of her thigh and then leaned up to meet her lips again as he focused on pleasuring her for a time.

However, it wasn’t long before he began to notice that his efforts weren’t earning him the same results that they normally would have. He frowned slightly, turning his head to gently kiss her jawline. Usually, she seemed more receptive to his tricks. It was strange to him that they didn’t seem to be as effective this time. “What’s wrong, love?” he asked breathily. “Is this not working for you tonight?” He nipped playfully at her ear, trying to keep her attention in case she was distracted by something. “I can try something different, if you’d prefer.”