LAMIA
I pull at the tight pants that seem to want to ride up my ass. How did I ever wear these before? They were so uncomfortable. I was still getting used to the feel of this much clothing on my skin again. My body and senses were still adjusting to the vibration of this realm. The reason Mathias and I had come to the training grounds.
Mathias wanted to see my reaction time when fighting. He was concerned and curious about my differences.
I chuckle when Mathias casually lifts a hand, picking strands of hair that lay on my shoulder and tugging on them. “What?” I asked jokingly, giving him a side-eye.
“Nothing. It's just strange that your hair is completely black now. But I’m digging it.” He gives me a broad smile and winks.
“Yeah, you like pulling these dark locks when you straddle me
