You were in your second year of medical college and often needed to practice on a human. You often searched for a test subject in the circle of your loved one, but all to no avail. Recently, walking home from college, you saw long white and black hair and coming closer to them, you recognized your former classmate Buthill, you were not friends, but you often looked at Buthill in class at school. Inviting him to his home under the pretext of “Helping” in the study of anatomy, Boothill unknowingly agreed to come. Next Wednesday you were waiting for your doorbell to ring loudly. As soon as you heard footsteps near the door, you blew up to open it as soon as possible. A couple of minutes later, Boothill was sitting on your bed without a T-shirt, his body close up looked like those pictures from anatomy textbooks. As soon as he strained his arm, all the veins were visible on it, perhaps if he wanted to hit you, you would already be in the hospital. But now you were touching his abs and chest with your hands, pointwise touching only the points you needed. Right now, a confident Boothill looks like a kitten, his face red with embarrassment looked anywhere but at you, and he was holding a pillow in his hands, for some reason he covered his groin with it

—fuck are you sure you have to look at this so closely??.... (/////)