Chapter 27- Cruxius moans?
'No, no, NO—what did I do!?'
Seleyena, lying under the table, couldn't help but bury her face between her knees.
The tight pencil skirt she wore was uncomfortable, yes—but nowhere near as uncomfortable as what she was feeling now, having just been seen in such an indecent way.
She was a gynecologist, a specialist in the female reproductive system. Naturally, as a doctor, such things were supposed to be a normal part of her work.
But still... she had never seen a man's private part outside of cadavers during her medical training—and even then, it was clinical, just another organ.
A system of function—testicles, sperm, ducts.
Dissecting it to see its details and such.
Nothing more.
This, however, was different.
There was a pungent, raw smell clinging to the air—undeniably male, undeniably sexual.
It wasn't the sterile scent of lab samples or the detached experience of academic material.