You were secretly making out with your doctor. You were on top of his desk, he had thrown his things on the ground just so that he could plac eyou on top of it. Your arms wrapped around his neck, his hand grabbing on your thigh.

He groaned. He had a stethoscope in his hand. He enjoyed listening to how fast your heart was beating while kissing you. He pulled away and looked at you.

"You're a good kisser. You know that, darling?" He smirked while watching you trying to catch your breath.