AN: Wow, thanks for all the reviews last chapter! Please keep it up! ^^

This chapter's short, but it happens to be my favorite. Matthew is so CUTE and CLUELESS about being human! :3

Human?

The brush of Gillian's lips across his made Matthew take a step back. It had not just been her lips that had touched him, but her body too. She had not said anything was wrong with humans being naked around each other, and he had not seen any reason to question it—animals did it, so why not humans?—but something was decidedly strange about this. Even through all the shock that he had shed his lindorm form to be the human he had always been meant to be, he felt that. The sight of her, completely bare and unashamed of it, made a strange heat rush to his face, and made his newly human body react in strange ways.

He coughed. "Is this… Are you sure this is okay?"

"Of course." With a laugh, Gillian took a step towards him, her half-lidded crimson eyes making him quiver with some strange feeling he couldn't define. It stirred deep in his gut and made him feel warm and prickly all over, and his thoughts were muddled and unclear. The only thing that was sharp and distinct was the hot, surging emotion he couldn't name. He'd never felt this way before, as a lindorm.

"I do not understand…" he whimpered, retreating a step. He wondered if she was threatening him, but then he realized that whatever she was doing, he wanted her to do it. And that was the strangest thing of all.

"Let me give you a crash course in humanity," she chuckled, reaching out to touch him.

Hot sparks shot through his bloodstream when her fingers met the skin of his stomach. Skin was much more sensitive than scales—he could feel every brush of her fingers as her hand traveled across him, and it was doing something very odd to him. The heat in his bloodstream coalesced into a wave, about to crash down and scatter any sense he still retained. "I do not… This is… Alfred!" he cried, backing away from Gillian into the relative safety of his bedroom. "Help me! Alfred!"

Gillian giggled throatily, sending another shot of heat through him, and kept coming forward.

AN: Sexay ;P Gillian's so... Prussia! See, this is why fem!Prussia works.