Claiming my mate
27 Nov 2025 comments
The outer robe slid down first, revealing the black embroidered undershirt beneath. Then the sash was untied. The final layer peeled away until the fabric whispered against the floor, pooling at my feet. I stood bare, the firelight brushing over me. His eyes widened. I watched his gaze flick downward and freeze. A flush bloomed across his cheeks.