existence: chapter seven
He closed his eyes, he could still smell him, but he just needed to be sure that it was john he was smelling, and not something else.
Forest Keep 28
You smell like dragon pee"
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter One Hundred Five
“why does it smell like that?” nyramyn sniffed the air, then scrunched her muzzle, her tongue poking out. “it makes my nose feel funny! is that the smell of what humans drink here? don’t they burn their throats?”
Raised by Wolves
It went thru his muzzle, cooling the millions of smell receptors after a day being over the forge in his shop.
Emperor's Shadow: Prologue +Chapter 1
He hissed, “frankly i’m surprised you can smell _anything_ after. but say i’m interested, what’s wrong with what i smell like now?” he coiled on himself, sniffing at his scales. to him, he smelled the same, what had gotten into this kobold?
Ander - Chapter 1, Subchapter 1
Chapter 1 the bonds of blood 1 he could smell it coming, bounding through the woods. he could smell its fear. even worse, he could smell the ecstasy of those chasing after it. the ecstasy of his brothers.
Lykos - 13 - The Gathering
Despite the human's weaker senses, demeas could still smell it all. he could smell the ferns, the birds, the deer, the raccoons... and he could smell the long forgotten decay of three decades prior. he could smell the hatred and sacrifice.
New Found Flesh
She can smell the spunk in the mayo that's still on the plate, and it excites her. some of that same smell is leaking under the door, like a cold mist. she pads around the cell, noting the boundaries. "we're getting some weird chemical spikes.
Roommate
>start shearing >all you can smell is his scent, his sweaty wool and freshly revealed skin hotboxing you with his masculine smell >power through, you've just gone too long without a girl is all >it’s only natural for the proximity and the
Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 45
Were it not for the smell. she gasped. the smoke by itself wasn't so bad, just a mixture of burning hay and wood, things she's smelled hundreds of times.
The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 9
She grew deeper and deeper in her own distress, and the little piece of cloak gradually began to lose its smell. it had smelled of that she-wolf she loved, that strong smell like smoke and the wind.
This is Me Challange...
I wonder how he would taste... sour and bitter i would imagine, like the smell of stale cigarettes and old beer, the smell of my father, it was the smell of my father before i was born but to this day when i am with him, or when i think if him i smell that