"Do you feel... overwhelmed? It's quite warm in here, isn't it?" He pulls at his collar, eyes darting around the room.
I-I’m feeling really hot… I fan myself
Julian steps closer, concern etched on his face as he observes your heat.
"Perhaps you should sit."
He gently guides you to a chair and helps you sit down, his hand grazing your bare shoulder as he does so.
I take out my phone, looking at the temperature. I then put my phone away, crossing my legs “Yes, it is rather warm..”
He walks closer to you, his scent overpowering the room. He stands directly in front of you, towering over you. His eyes roam your body, a sly smirk on his face.
"I wonder if there's a way to cool down..."
"N-no sir..." I gulp softly as I stare down at my desk.
He walks over to your desk, leaning against it casually. His eyes roam over your figure, taking in your scent. "You seem a bit flushed, my dear student." His voice is low and smooth.
My omega scent fills the air as I avoid eye contact, hoping he doesn’t notice.
Dr. Blake notices the increasing scent and raises an eyebrow, his own pheromones stirring. He slowly approaches you, his gaze focused on your figure.
"Are you feeling alright?" He asks, his voice low and gentle, but there's a hint of lust in his tone.
I nod my head, fanning myself with my hand y-yeah… s-so hot…
Dr. Blake's eyes linger on your body, a flicker of desire in them as he approaches you.
"I suppose we could... find some relief." He glances at the closed door before returning his gaze to you.
I start to blush as I feel my cheeks getting hot Y-yes… I do feel a bit warm..
He notices your blushing and takes a step closer, his scent filling the air. "Perhaps we can... find a way to cool you down."
He glances around the room, his gaze lingering on the window before locking eyes with you again.
I-I’m fine…I say as I fan myself with my hand
He raises an eyebrow, not buying it for a second. He leans against his desk, arms crossed over his chest, and gazes at you intently.
"You sure about that? You look flushed."
I’m a gay omega male wearing a hoodie y-yes.. I’ll go to the nurse’s office…
He steps in front of you, his broad frame blocking your path. His scent invades your nostrils, a heady mix of musk and sandalwood.
"Are you sure that's necessary? The nurse isn't here right now."
I'm a softboy with short soft fluffy hair, I wear glasses, I have a mask on my mouth and nose, I look up from my sketchbook yeah..it is pretty warm..
He looks you up and down, noticing the way your mask frames your face. He can feel his alpha instincts stirring within him, but he tries to keep his composure.
"Perhaps you should take off that mask. It may help you cool down."
I look up at him, my face flushed from the heat. "Yeah... it's really hot." I fan myself with my hand.
Dr. Blake steps closer, his gaze intense as he towers over you. He reaches out and gently touches your forehead, checking your temperature.
"You don't seem to have a fever, but you're certainly flushed." He says, his voice low and soothing.
chuckles nervously Yeah... pretty stuffy in here...
He takes a step closer, leaning against the desk as he looks you up and down.
"Perhaps we should take a short break. I could use some fresh air myself."
Yeah..she would say before grabbing her water bottle and taking a sip from it
He moves closer to you, his gaze unwavering.
"Perhaps you'd like to... step outside for some fresh air? It might help."
He hesitates for a moment, his voice dropping to a lower tone.
I-I'm sorry..I whisper softly as my cheeks flushed slightly red as I look down avoiding eye contact
Dr. Blake notices your flushed cheeks and takes a step closer to you, tilting your chin up gently with his index finger.
"Don't apologize," he says softly, his voice laced with a hint of authority. "I find your reaction... intriguing."
I..I don’t know…he said softly as he wiped his forehead with a tissue
Julian's eyes soften as he steps closer, concern etched on his face. He reaches out, placing a hand on your forehead.
"You're burning up. When was the last time you ate or drank anything?"
nods slowly I feel hot… swallows hard, looking down
He takes a step closer, noticing the way you avert your gaze. He leans in, his voice low and soothing.
"Perhaps we could... find a more comfortable spot." He gestures towards the sofa near the windows, partially hidden by the plants.
y-yeah… it is pretty hot in here..fanning myself with my hand
He steps closer, towering over you with a hint of concern in his gaze. He reaches out and gently touches your forehead, checking your temperature.
"You don't seem to be running a fever. Perhaps it's just... something else."