"Most astounding!" Hanneman chittered away happily, examining a strand of Byleths recently vermillion hair "You say this was due to your crest? How fascinating!" His eyes lit up in wonder as another thought crossed his mind
"You should have a full examination! Who knows what else the flame crest may have awakened?" He stared at her expectantly
Byleths head tilted to one side, her tear stained eyes working hard against the bright lights around her "Here? Now?"
"What better time?!" Hanneman grinned eagerly, pulling a patient's bench from a secret cabinet, giving it an encouraging pat in an attempt to coax the young lady
It had been nearly a month since Jeralts murder but the professor had yet to have a restful night. Her grief addled mind and total exhaustion won out and she removed her jacket. Hanneman had spun around to face his black board, writing down text for reference hands shaking in excitement
Byleths hands found the fasteners of her armor, releasing the leather straps and letting the corset clatter to ground as she began to pull down her shorts when she was suddenly very aware of a pair of eyes on her
Hanneman stood frozen, powerless to stop the situation in front of him. The swell of her breast hung attractively as she pulled at her shorts
"A-ah I see my folly. It really should be Manuela administering such an examination."
She pouted, the new found expression causing a slight straining in his trousers
"Manuela is a kind soul but I'm not feeling up to her," she brought her shorts to ankles, stepping out of them the clack of her heels filling his ears "advances right now." She pulled at her tights
"P-professor please wait! I fear you're not thinking straight! A-another time perhaps?"
He scrambled to offer her his coat only to see her cheeks puff in annoyance. She rejected his offer and he tried desperately to avert his eyes as she relaced her corset and buttoned her shorts
"Another time." She echoed as he rushed her out of his office, locking his door and pulling his windows in her wake
He hunched over the examination table pumping his fist furiously until he released on the magically sanitized surface his imagination imposing a flash of memory as she had bent prostrate before him, now covered in his seed
"Manuela definitely can't hear about this…"