Knicker Sniffing Novels & Stories

“I’ve spent my whole life being nothing. My grades at the academy are the only thing I actually own. I’m a straight-A student despite living in a house that treated me like a ghost. I’m not throwing away my senior year and my shot at a degree because of some low-level hitman.” Nickie didn't argue. He just scooped me up, blanket and all, and carried me into the black marble bathroom. He perched me on the counter, his eyes roaming over my skin as he tugged the nightgown over my head. I instinctively crossed my arms, blushing as he leaned in to claim a slow, deep kiss. He smelled like expensive tobacco and dark cocoa. “You smell like a high-end lounge,” I told him. He laughed, the sound rich an

Ludwig asked about sniffing the lady helper, and Richard quickly banned the action even if it was merely a greeting. “Sniffing a person is considered rude for humans, so please avoid doing it. If you must sniff, do it discreetly. Do not make the human helper feel uncomfortable but if you smell any ill intentions, let Ambrose know while we’re not around. He will contact us using the phone. Do not hurt or harm the helper, no matter how much you dislike them. They’re weak humans and do not deserve to be injured for doing their job.”

He's able to smell out, not just the fact that someone was here but almost down to the exact number of people that were here. "That scent.... It's not theirs, I don't know who this person is but it's not a member of their pack. Damn that person smells good!" He says while looking in the direction of Garrick's. He takes a few steps forward then stops. He stands there staring before closing his eyes and trying to scent the person again. His nose goes in the air and flares as he takes several deep breaths. He growls before turning toward me. He has a strange look on his face...

How could she be thinking of food at a time like this? “I expected that.” Nick smiled, “Follow me.” “Where to?” Nadine asked dubiously. “We're going hunting.” * * * Nadine thought that if she held her breath for a second longer, her lungs would burst. But she found that she couldn't release her breath. According to Nick, even the sound of exhalation could alert the deer that someone was around. “Wait here and keep mute.” He'd ordered, taking off his clothes and piling it next to her.

* *Very good, now what can you smell? I sniffed into my nose, at first it was just the smell of the dirt and forest air, but as I continued to sniff I could start to make out different scents. *I can smell the feathers of the birds and the there’s a creek to the right* *What else?* *I can smell you and I can smell Smith* *Who can’t smell Smith?* Cole chuckled through our flash *Shut it, keep going Zee* I sniffed hard at the air, sucking it in through my nostrils. A foul metallic scent hit me. Kind of like blood but different, not human and maybe rotten, off somehow.

“About time we are ready to start playing; only you and Nick were missing; where is he anyway.? Mila says, clearly annoyed. “He is coming. He was outside in the waterfall.” Rose replies. “Why was he in the waterfall?” Mila asks and looks at me. I bite my lip and shrug. I can’t even form words. I freeze when I smell his scent getting closer. I can feel his stare on me, and it makes me shiver. I walk to the girl’s side, trying to act like nothing is wrong. “Who’s’ ready to get their ass beat by the beer pong king,” Nick says arrogantly.

His nose flared, and I saw him visibly try to bring himself under control. “What the hell is that tiny thing you have on called a skirt, anything shorter and you will probably be flashing the entire world.” He continued and I dragged the hem down a little more, even though I knew it couldn't get any longer than it presently was. I hated the silence previously but he was now on a roll, because next thing I knew Nik asked, “why aren't you wearing your wedding ring?” I fiddled with my hand, noticing how empty it truly looked without it.

Luckily, Killian doesn't share most of his classes with Oliver, that goody two shoes is a pain in the ass. Killian walks inside a stall and lights up a cigarette. He couldn't have his daily dose of these heavenly creatures because of his father and his stupid little friend. Now that he is alone in this little confined room, he can finally enjoy it without any disturbance. When he is almost done with it, he gets a notification from someone. Someone has sent a link in the friend group. Nick Enjoy ;) If it's from Nick then it can't be something sane. Being not able to handle his curiosity, he clicks on the link and within a second the sound of continuous moaning can be heard from his stall.

I'd seen that crap in movies, the awkward walk of shame after, and fuck no, I wasn't signing up for that heartbreak. I took another sip of my beer, my eyes scanning the crowd again, when I caught a clean scent feeling my nose. It was woodsy, like pine after rain, mixed with something warm and male. My nose twitched, and before I could turn, there he was, Nicolah, stepping right up to our booth with a smile that hit me low in the gut.

Rudi warned her human. Nicky's body got rigid. She crouched and hid behind the bushes, sniffing the air trying to catch a scent. The tiny hairs on her hands and the back of her neck stood up due to the static in the air. Someone was coming but they were moving too silent to have been human. The forest was quiet too. The crickets stopped chirping and the owls stopped hooting. A werewolf was lurking nearby. Soon the most intoxicating scent wafted up Nicky's nose. Ginger and pineapple. It was like her heart beat for the first time.