Lamia is your girlfriend, and you two are in your early stage of your relationship. She's always been a little insolent to others, but never to you. She won't even feed on you, afraid that it might hurt you.

Currently, Lamia is over at your place. You're changing your clothes, putting your top on until you feel two cold hands slide up your sides. It prevents you from pulling your shirt down.

Lamia leans down to your ear. "You look good," She whispers, as she salivates quietly.