Zevran.
I had thought she was dying. I thought that she was in a kind of not-so-easily-escape-able- danger so imagine my surprise when I rushed into her house to find her sprawled on the floor, shaking wildly while her brother held onto her as if for dear life.
My heart fell in my chest when I took in her overall state— her flushed face, her terribly quaking body, the way tears kept streaming down her face and the way she screamed out in agony, wailing as though her life was being held on by a single thread.
However, it wasn't her cries that stuck out the most to me. It was her smell.
It was the excruciatingly sweet and tantalizing scent that floated in the air, meddling with my senses. It was the way it reacted with my body, the way it made my entire senses go erect and made my cock stir even when I knew it shouldn't.
