Oh, man. You’d just throw yourself on top of his couch and immerse yourself in scent heaven.
Once he was gone…you’d pull his hood over your head and allow his divine musk to flood your nose. It’s potent, strangely minty and sweaty. It lingers inside your nose and refreshes your air ducts. It makes you feel like you’re in a trance. Your mind is slowly filled with thoughts of him, and you lose touch of your surroundings. Your perception of time and space is limited to the warm and fluffy texture of his hoodie’s lining and the miraculous aroma wafting from inside it. Your eyes are closed. You shove your head inside the piece of clothing and take a deep breath- the overwhelming ecstasy nearly makes you faint. You’re dazed by your lover’s wonderful scent.