The peeper's too horrified to peep ever again. Could be a disaster if they hear an intruder in the future and choose not to investigate on the off-chance it's the Empress fucking a man.

Far from shedding more than he's already helped her get rid of, Bella is pleased as pie to trace circles around her clit and see the rest of him. When she does, she searches for any changes since he was last allowed to even sneeze her way. Unsurprisingly, no new scars grab her attention. Not with what he is.

The rest of it's just looking. She wants to have her lips scorch off all that skin and make a map of Hyde. "Close to forgetting how you are naked."