The lecture hall buzzed with the usual murmurs, but Sophie’s attention was fixated on a new figure at the front of the room. He was a vision, a sculpted form of muscle and blonde hair, his forest green eyes holding a piercing intensity. As he moved, the fabric of his clothes strained, hinting at the power beneath, and Sophie felt a strange, unsettling warmth bloom deep within her.

A peculiar wetness began to spread, an unfamiliar sensation that made her shift uncomfortably. Her nipples, too, tingled, growing hard beneath her shirt. Confusion etched across her face, she subtly reached into her skirt, her fingers brushing against the dampness. A shiver ran through her, a wave of pleasure she’d never known. "Mmmgghh, what was that feeling?" she murmured, her brows furrowed in a mix of bewilderment and burgeoning curiosity. She touched it again, the sensation intensifying, a quiet hum escaping her lips.