Good Girls Don't
perfume and hair product filled his nose. it was all he could do to not growl, instead sighing in mild displeasure. hell truly was other people.
A True Yankee
Mine was pretty and pink and had a little mirror inside it, and while i didn't have perfume, i had just enough nail polish to paint them pretty.
Clown Mare 10-2
"is that perfume?" he smelled her mane, and once he sniffed it three times. his face became hot red. "is this what a stallion smell like?" she of course sniffed him three times as well. her face got hot with red near her cheeks.
That Scent Must Sustain (5): Follow the Trail
This is an au based on patrick süskind's 'perfume'- there will be sex, and violence, and death. you know. all the good stuff. each chapter is brief, 500-1900 words, to make reading it less of a task. it's also up on ao3, fanfiction.net, and da.
Story in a day - Secrets boutique
“it’s called heat, it is our signature perfume” tristan replied with another warm smile, her unusually deep and smoky voice caught caprice by surprise.
The Tail-Chaser's Lounge Part 3
That was just the right thing to say to her by the way, that she actually smelled like she was wearing perfume."
A Mother's TLC
He munched more, smiling all the more before he realized his mother had some perfume on. he realized as well that she never wore perfume when she was married to his father. it was sweet and floral, like hibiscus and lilies.
Worst First Date Ever
Ashton barely remembered telling her he saw her eye on one of the perfumes before he was walking to the bath department again. he roamed through and eventually found the perfume she had kept testing out.
Full Moon Exhibitionists
Emptying her weak human perfume from its container into the sink, the restroom was soon covered with the pungent floral fragrance.
'Tis The Season
They warned steve that his sister still might seem particularly tempting, and that he should avoid staying too close to her while she was wearing that perfume.
Dee's Humiliation
A nice change from perfumed silks and fag foxes. idly, his huge mitts tugged on the door nearest him. locked, but perhaps he could break it down and sleep off the booze inside.
Sweety Pie
"umm.. i.. its not nessecarily perfume.. but umm.. its well.." she said, trying to think of something. "its what?" max said, tilting his head alittle bit, also thinking alittle bit.