In a quiet, dimly lit clinic, a doctor's routine check-up takes a sudden turn when he finds his patient, a well-built, intelligent man, shaving his face in the examination room. The doctor watches, mesmerized by the rhythmic strokes of the razor, the foam clinging to the man's strong jawline. The patient, noticing the doctor's gaze, smirks, inviting him to come closer. The doctor, unable to resist the allure, approaches, their bodies brushing, the tension palpable. The razor drops, and they lock eyes, the promise of a forbidden encounter hanging in the air.