"How is this even possible?"
Yennefer's awe-filled voice echoed in my ears.
I sat on a chair, my upper body half-naked and fully exposed to her.
Yennefer stood behind , mumbling things to herself while I tried my best to hide my boner.
'Fuck this stupid body.' I swear, I am not the kind of guy who gets thrilled by exposing himself.
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'Don't make doubt myself, you dumb goddess.' I groaned, adjusting myself so I could hide my stupid thing.
Why is it so big anyway?
Sighing, I glanced back at her.
She was scribbling sothing in a notebook, her brows knitted together.
Her pink-tinted white hair kept falling into her face as she worked, and the way her brows furrowed in concentration was—
'Fuck my body.' "How are you still alive?" she asked, slamming her notebook on the table.
"...I don't know," I replied, shrugging off her question.
She sighed, rubbed her eyes, and then ordered, "Bend over."
"What?" I asked, placing my hand on my chest. "What do you an?"
"Just bend over," she repeated tiredly before walking closer.
"I respect you, Professor Yennefer, but I am not that kind of man—"
My words abruptly halted as she pushed my head down while touching my back along my spine.
'....'
Stop touching like that, woman.
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'I know righ—' []
'.....'
I cleared my throat, adjusting my boner.
It's all that bloodsucker's fault!
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