Kajimoto Takahisa/Fuji Syusuke
Theme#: # 22 Smell of Sweat
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Summary: Drabble of Takahisa
Sweat (from Fuji's POV)
I can smell him. I smell him when he gets off the tennis court. The scent of his sweat is an aphrodisiac. When I smell his sweat, I can recall nearly every moment of passion we've shared, each kiss, each thrust, each moan.
He smells vaguely of soap and his deodorant, but when he sweats, it smells of pure sex, lovemaking. I know he can sense my eyes roaming over his body, wanting him, desiring him.
He knows. He knows I'm going to pounce on him by how I'm walking to him, knowing his scent is wafting through my nose.
He knows and he waits.