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      by Emerlyn — "..." It felt like my blood in my veins had just turned into ice. How did he know? The thought 'I've been discovered' filled my head. Unlike his earlier question, his ice-cold voice felt like it was choking me. When I could only clutch the blanket without answering, he continued more slowly. "You said you wouldn't look at me like I'm a ghost." Why did that sound self-deprecating? His languid voice was as leisurely as ever, far from self-deprecating. "Easy come, easy go... Did you start…
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      by Emerlyn — I remember the first moment I sensed pheromones. No, more precisely, the moment I realized it was pheromones. The day I learned that the warm scent emanating from the woman wasn't just a smell. "Why don't I have that scent?" "...Scent?" When I asked that, the woman looked at me with an unusually serious expression on her face. A hint of unease flickered across her eyes, blue as the vast sky. Her voice, too, carried the same hesitation as she asked me back. "Um, what scent?" "The nice…
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      TIN 91

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      by Emerlyn — I dreamed of floating endlessly across gentle ripples. I closed my eyes quietly, letting my body drift on the undulating surface, not knowing where I was heading. The floating sensation felt as comfortable as lying in a cozy cradle. I realized it was the sea when its distinctive salty scent brushed my nose. The subtly humid air cleared my cluttered mind. The sticky yet cool breeze was something I missed more than anything else. The scene gradually changed. At some point, I found myself sitting on the…
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      by Emerlyn — His tone was genuinely annoyed, but surprisingly, it didn't scare me at all. The warmth that enveloped my entire body felt rather cozy, even though the alpha scent was so strong it felt like I could get burned. We hadn't even managed to take off all our clothes, so both he and I were awkwardly half-undressed. Annoyed by the clinging fabric, he raised his upper body and carelessly ripped off the shirt he was wearing. The buttons popped off and scattered on the bed. "...Were you always like this with…
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