Wednesday, June 14, 2006 @6/14/2006 10:23:00 pm
There are many things in this world that bear a pleasant scent. For example; chocolate chip cookies fresh from the oven, chamomile tea...and the scent of rain.
Sometimes these scents bring back memories, like vanilla when you kiss, weddings always smell like roses, and aunt Mildred who died few years back always reminded you of strawberries because she was rather fond of her strawberry jam even if it tasted odd.
Some scents are..not quite pleasant really. The salty fishy smell of the ocean, the rather pungent smell of the morning market, the musky scent of your mothers 20 year old perfume.
And in between there is an entire kaleidoscope of scents, neither here nor there but just right.Theo is happily wallowing in one of his favourites, and the fact it's simply not possible if he's in bed doesn't even filter in his awareness. But one must take into account that Theo had been rather pissed drunk from the party the night before. In fact, when Theo began his exploration with this particular favourite, he was too asleep to be hit by the hangover from hell or even notice his bed partner had front bits like his.
But of course his bed partner does.
"Theo, you absolutely must remove your face from my underarm" says a voice that is sleep-rough and very sexy, but not nearly as sexy as the scent in which Theo is currently wallowing.
"
uurgh...fucking hangover.....mmpphhmm"
"oh bloody hell" and the lovely scent was removed.
Theo had always been rather fascinated with the manly musky smell of sweat. It was sexy, girls find it sexy, and it made him feel all dominant and manly. So when that lovely scent was removed, Theo was prepared to throw the hissy fit from hell.
He scowled and shrieked:
" GAH!!!!!"