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Scent of Desire - part 1
You’re seated on a plush, red velvet seat, your gaze fixed on the passing scenery outside the train window. The gentle swaying of the carriage is almost hypnotic as you watch the lush green fields and rolling hills fly by in a blur. You’re lost in thought about your life - the monotony of it all - and your desire for something more, something exciting to break the mundane routine.
You’ve always been an artist at heart, and your sketchbook is never far from your reach. Today is no different as you draw the scenery outside, hoping to capture its essence on paper. But try as you might, you can’t seem to focus. Your mind keeps wandering back to your life - the string of failed relationships, the constant search for inspiration, and the fear that you’ll never find true happiness.
As if on cue, your phone vibrates in your pocket, breaking the silence around you. You glance down and see a text from one of your exes. Rolling your eyes, you ignore it and think to yourself, “Ugh, why can’t I just commit to someone?” Your fear of commitment has always been a stumbling block in your relationships, leaving you feeling restless and unfulfilled.
The train comes to a stop at a small station, and passengers begin to board. You watch as they shuffle past, their faces etched with weariness or boredom. That’s when you see him - a tall, dark-haired man with striking blue eyes and a chiseled jawline. He exudes an air of mystery and confidence that makes it difficult for you to look away.
As he walks down the aisle, he catches your gaze and smiles. Your heart skips a beat as you realize he’s heading towards your row. He stops at the empty seat next to yours and sets his luggage down. The scent of his cologne wafts through the air, and you find yourself drawn to it - a mix of sweat and something exotic that you can’t quite place.
“Excuse me,” he says in a deep, smooth voice. “Is this seat taken?”
You shake your head, unable to find your voice. He smiles again and takes his seat, settling in for the long journey ahead. You try to focus on your book, but you can’t help sneaking glances at him as he reads a newspaper. His fingers are long and elegant, and you find yourself wondering what they would feel like against your skin.
A few hours pass, and the train begins to slow down as it approaches another station. You glance out the window, hoping to catch a glimpse of something interesting, when you notice him watching you. His eyes are locked on yours, and you feel a shiver run down your spine. He leans in close and whispers, “I couldn’t help but notice your perfume. It smells like…”
“Sweat?” you finish his sentence, feeling your cheeks flush with embarrassment.
He chuckles softly and nods. “Yes, sweat. It’s an unusual scent for a woman to wear, but I find it quite intoxicating.”
Your heart races as you realize he shares your secret passion. You lean in closer, your voices barely above a whisper. “I’ve always loved the smell of sweat,” you confess. “There’s something primal about it that drives me wild.”
His eyes darken with desire, and he licks his lips nervously. “I know what you mean,” he says, his voice barely audible. “It’s a turn-on for me as well.”
The train comes to a stop, and passengers begin to disembark. You glance around and realize that your section of the carriage is now empty. Seizing the moment, you grab his hand and lead him towards the back of the train, where you find an unoccupied compartment. The door closes behind you with a soft click, leaving the two of you alone in the dimly lit space.
He pushes you up against the wall, his body pressed against yours. You can feel the heat radiating off him, and the scent of sweat is now overwhelming. He kisses you passionately, his tongue exploring your mouth as his hands roam over your body. You moan into his mouth as he squeezes your breasts, the sensation sending electric shocks through your entire being.
Pulling away, he looks into your eyes and asks, “Are you sure about this?”
You nod, unable to form coherent words. He smiles and begins to undress you slowly, revealing inch after inch of your trembling flesh. When you’re both naked, he lifts you onto the small table in the center of the compartment and positions himself between your legs.
As he enters you, you gasp at the sensation of being filled by him. Your bodies move together in perfect harmony, each thrust driving you closer to the edge. The scent of sweat is now mixed with the musky aroma of sex, and it fills your nostrils, fueling your desire even further.
You reach down and grab his ass, urging him to go deeper. He complies, pounding into you with abandon. Your orgasm builds within you, coiling tightly in your core before exploding outwards in a wave of pleasure that leaves you gasping for air. He follows close behind, his release triggering another intense climax that has you seeing stars.
As your breathing returns to normal, he pulls you into his arms and holds you close. You feel safe and content in his embrace, your shared passion having brought you closer together.
The train begins to slow down once more, signaling its arrival at another station. Reluctantly, you dress and return to your seats, a newfound understanding and connection between you. As the train pulls away, you smile at him and think to yourself, “Maybe this is the excitement I’ve been craving all along.”
As the train continues its journey through stunning countryside, with the sun setting and casting a warm glow over the landscape, you sit together in your compartment deep in conversation about your shared passion for sweat. You share stories about past relationships and experiences that have shaped your desires, which deepens your connection and understanding of each other’s fantasies.
As you talk, you notice Elliot subtly sniffing your armpit, which excites you even more. You decide to tease him by slowly raising your arm, giving him a better whiff of your scent. Your flirty banter continues as you share intimate details about your lives and desires.
The train enters a dark tunnel, plunging the compartment into darkness. Taking advantage of the situation, you and Elliot engage in passionate foreplay, your hands exploring each other’s bodies under the cover of darkness. You whisper to each other, heightening the intensity of your encounter.
As the train exits the tunnel, you and Elliot are caught in a compromising position by another passenger. You quickly compose yourselves, but the thrill of being discovered adds to your excitement. The chapter ends with you and Elliot making plans to meet again once they reach their destination, solidifying your newfound connection and desire for each other.