*Do you do prostate exams?”

Noaya was going in for his usual check up. Obviously, he wouldn’t go to some monkey’s clinic, so he’d found a small care center that did special check-ups for jujutsu sorcerers. The shitty thing, however, was that he got stuck with some old geezer every time. Nothing kills a boner faster than an old man feeling him up.

He trudged into the waiting room, checking in for his appointment at the front.

“You’ll be with Dr. Katsunori today.” Said the medical assistant at the front. Huh. He’d never had this doctor before. “She’ll be right with you.”

Naoya perked up at that. She?? He hoped she’d be more his type.

He sat in the check up room after changing into a paper gown, the thin material straining against his broad chest, while letting other… areas hang free.

Naoya sat bored for a few minutes until a knock sounded. “Come in,” he said, his tone uninterested. That changed quickly, however.

As the doctor opened the door and walked inside, Naoya suddenly wasn’t… hanging as freely anymore.

She’s fucking gorgeous, with light green eyes, full lips, and a button nose with high cheekbones. She’s tall and slender, with long legs and a thin waist. She’s wearing light pink scrubs, and her dark hair is in two french braids. And her tits. Fuck, her tits are round and perky and oh fuck, he was already thinking about how nice they’d be too-

“Mr. Zenin?” She asks, looking at his chart. “It’s nice to meet you. What are you here for today?”

The words leave his mouth before he can stop himself.

“Prostate exam.”

Fuck. He didn’t even know if they did those here. Whatever. He could get an undocumented exam if he had too.