Novel & Cerita Smutty

щ（ﾟДﾟщ） …A-alright… so… actually… he… um… still… found him a bit… a bit… just a bit…. cute… (／≧ω＼) ♡ Author Note Haha, I just love those totally inappropriate sounding chapter titles 😂 Once the actual smut chapter is published, you'll just think "author trolling again" and then "Woooah! The title actually happened?! Nani?!?"

, Sam sighed deeply in disappointment as he hopped over the maggots to reach them. “Yeah that’s an enigma for today, I wonder! This room is full of surprises!”, Hellion spoke out loud, looking around at the darkness. “Full of disgust!”, Murphy snapped, as she was barely fine with the smell tearing through her mucosal linings and the pitch darkness of the dark zone, which could barely be called a room. Sam had a firm held expressions, not breathing, converting into a statue in the face of an unfavorable environment.

O-“You dumble Oberoi, care to explain your so-called sorrow” Making crybaby's face, he went and hugged Om, Om pushed instantly smelling some odour from him O-“Ru didn’t you take a bath today?” R-“Ooooo, I bath every day” O-“Then what’s that smell, stay away from me, I feel like puking” P-“Ha even I smell something bad, Ru go away” R-“Mu.” J-“Don’t you dare complete that word Ru, or else I make sure you don’t get your protein shake and make you eat 50 pinky’s special sweet (even pinky cooking skill is worst)”

Brandon's smile widened even more when I placed his hand on my hips. Taking our sits at the bar, we were given samples of the new drinks that were to be released on midnight. 'Lustful sin' was my favorite of them all. Rum and vodka mixed with cranberry and strawberry juice with a salted caramel topping. It was amazing. Brandon by my side, talked to some of his colleagues. I still hadn't asked him what he was doing but I thought I would found out shortly.

I turned to him, looking into those shady eyes that looked hopeful at me. “Gruvv's pheromones smell like tangerine drizzled with honey when he is experiencing RUT.” I said to Ian, explaining how the smell filled the room when he was having RUT. Between the stench of blood and the dampness of the room I could smell the sweet scent of his pheromones. Ian chuckled hearing my explanation. “Did you smell something sweet in that scary situation? That’s kinda funny. But, are you wondering what kind of scent Gruvv can smell on you?” He asked.

SSHS 159 “What do you mean? It actually smells nice. Like strawberries.” Excami said as she was confused as to why Albert was scrunching and pinching his nose. “I smell jackfruit.” Hestia said, though she was also puzzled by the situation. It is unusual already for her to smell jackfruit at their location, but it was also unusual that Excami was smelling something else and Albert was grossed out by it. Then something clicked in her mind. She sniffed the air again and began walking to the direction she thought the source of the smell was coming from. “Hestia, where are you going?” Excami asked. Albert cannot talk since he was so grossed out by the smell that he cannot even move at all.

kibit-balikat niyang tugon bago tinungga ang bote ng beer. Napangiwi naman ang kanyang kasama nang ibaba niya ang hawak na bote. Siya ang uminom pero tila si Katarina ang nalasing. Maarteng kinuha nito ang basong may lamang juice bago sumipsip sa straw. Gusto niyang pagtawanan ang pinsan dahil kahit ngayon na nasa hustong gulang na ay hindi pa rin ito umiinom ng alak. "Maiihi ka lang niyan, Kat, pero hindi malalasing. Ang weak mo, my dear cousin," pang-iinis niya pero hindi naman tumalab.

He sits down and nods at me as he takes in my somber demeanor and my puffy eyes from my quiet sobs. "Are you all right, Harley?" His voice is sincere and laced with empathy, which instantly touches my heart. "Fucking fantastic, Scotty. You gonna light that blunt?" "Shit, are you sure you want to smoke it? It's laced with meth." He adds, taking the blunt from behind his ear, placing it to his lips, lighting it, and inhaling deeply. "Yeah, Scotty, fucking pass that shit."

She pulled the phone out of her purse and answered. "Hello?" "Miss Musso, a pleasure. I need my special order," said a male voice on the other line. "What a pushy customer," she thought. "A special order? What, size forty-five or something?" she asked sarcastically. Hearing this, Romero glanced at her from the corner of his eye. "I’m not talking about fabrics," the man responded angrily. "Then what are you talking about?" she asked, thinking this was some kind of prank. "Organs."

After successfully climbing the stairs, the man immediately typed in the password for his door and the door just opened. Olivia also climbed the stairs and carried the rest of the lighter groceries. When the woman was almost at the last stairs, her steps suddenly stopped after seeing a small lump of snow that suddenly fell. Olivia's gaze shifted to the sky which had begun to lower the small white lumps more and more this time.