[He can't help but nuzzle closer, her hair tickling his face while he breathes her in. It felt harder to hide his feelings when his inhibitions were lowered to this, buried beneath this animalistic instinct that he couldn't ignore. She was like prey, caught within his hands. He wanted to devour her whole.]

No. I like smelling it on you more.

[Her skin was soft and sweet smelling. He wanted so badly to taste it. His lips brush over her pullse point, seeking out the fluttering he can feel from her racing heart. His tongue darts out, barely there, to lick her skin but otherwise he doesn't do more.]