I panted, trying to keep my eyes shut and relax. My breathing was finally catching a normal pace. I felt warmth despite how I was in wet clothes a while back. It felt so warm, as if I was wrapped in my own body heat with nothing wet on me. My brows creased before my eyes flew wide open.
This did not feel right. There was a gentle breeze that touched my skin and... and... a hand around me!
I looked down and I was half-naked, only my burgundy underwear and slightly different shade bra. A muscular arm wrapped around my abdomen, veins bulging around the perfect cuts over the forearm. I scampered out of the hold and turned back to see Fang was lying there without his shirt, though his pant stayed on. "W-W-What are you doing?" I could feel my cheeks heating up as I covered myself, despite the few pieces of clothing still saving my dignity.
Fang smirked before he raised his head while supporting it with his hand, elbow across the ground, "Did you never read about heat transfer?"
