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Hector had been having lots of fun in the con, but there were times when one simply needed a bit of quiet. As soon as the doors of the elevator closed, the Ninetales realized how silent everything was inside and how much he loved it. Were those sliding doors soundproof or something?

It even took him a few seconds to go and push the button for the hall. He'd meant to go outside in order to get away from all the noise, but that elevator seemed to be as good of an option. Then again, I can't stay here forever, the Ninetales thought. More people were supposed to get in. That was the whole reasoning behind elevators.

As if to prove him right, the elevator stopped on the tenth floor and a skunk walked in. Hector kind of liked his looks and the outfit he was wearing, but that wasn't the first thing he noticed as soon as the doors closed.

It was the smell, obviously.

Not like it was uncommon in a con like that. There were so many events every day that some people found it difficult to hit the shower regularly. Plus, you constantly got stopped by friends or side-tracked by somebody telling you to go and do this thing with them. It was understandable.

The smell was still pretty strong.

It wasn't completely unpleasant, though - Hector has to admit at least that. As the elevator descended from the tenth floor to the ninth and a soft _ding_echoed in the enclosed space, the Ninetales thought that he actually liked it a little. Perhaps it was because he was already in a better mood due to the elevator's silence, but the skunk's musk was a nice addition to it.

He took a deep breath, trying not to make it too obvious. The manly scent filled his lungs as the elevator went down to the floor number eight.

Hector internally cheered every time the elevator didn't stop at the numbered floors. That meant the silence was kept inside those four walls - but most importantly, that the stranger's musk wouldn't leave the little space. I don't think it'd wear off if the doors opened, Hector found himself thinking. So maybe I don't need to worry about that.

It was a silly thing to relax for, but it made the Ninetales feel relieved. After being so overstimulated in the con, he was enjoying that experience. The elevator reached the seventh floor and nobody walked in, the nice little _ding_becoming a little celebratory tune in Hector's head. They were still the only people inside. The Ninetales allowed himself to take another deep breath, never looking at the skunk directly.

So pungent! It made his nostrils tickle and his knees shiver a bit. Hector might have even smiled, his cheeks turning slightly red. He wasn't thinking properly by this point, but he was blaming the long day at the con and the fact that he had finally found a place to relax. And who cared if his head was swirling a bit with the nice silence and the strong odor?

As long as the skunk didn't notice, it'd be okay. And even if he did...

Well, he had to know, right? There was no way he was walking around with such a powerful, delicious smell and he somehow wasn't aware. Somebody must have told him. Somebody else must have been attracted by the skunk's smell before.

Hector was extremely attracted to it now - and even more so as the elevator descended to the sixth floor and nobody stepped in to shatter the dreamy dialogue he was having with himself. It'd continue to be only him, the skunk and that extremely good musk. The Ninetales body swayed a bit as the elevator moved down, a goofy smile on his warm face.

The elevator reached the fifth floor, but this time the soft ding wasn't the only sound that filled the silence. The skunk's deep voice rose in the small space and made Hector shudder.

"Hey, fox. Enjoying the smell?"

That was an awkward situation, but by then all the social awareness in Hector's mind had been replaced by the intense scent. He nodded slowly, still flustered.

His reaction seemed to make the skunk proud of himself. He turned to Hector and gave him a playful smirk, then moved his hands towards his belt. As he undid it, his jeans dropped to the floor and revealed a steamy erection only covered by a thin layer of revelatory underwear.

"There's more where that came for," the skunk added teasingly. "Will you get down on your knees and get it?"

Hector would have been surprised if his head wasn't so into it already. By then, the only thing he could do was do as the skunk said and kneel down, his face getting closer to the stranger's big cock.

Just a sniff was about to send him flying.

He couldn't help but wonder how it'd feel to bury his snout in those warm balls and take a nice, breath in, letting the powerful musk wash over his thoughts and fill him completely...

"Hey, no need to rush." The skunk chuckled softly and placed a firm hand on the back of the Ninetales' head. "We've got five more floors to have fun."