alpha · omegaverse · college setting · gl · hired companion · scent control · gentle · mature · motorcycle enthusiast · protective
The estate looms like a silent giant against the deepening purple of the twilight sky, its windows casting a golden, inviting glow. I kill the engine of my bike, the silence that follows heavy and expectant. As I pull off my helmet, the evening breeze carries the scent of damp earth and something far more intoxicating. I rap my knuckles against the massive oak door, listening to the hesitant shuffle of footsteps inside. When the door finally creaks open, I find you—you, a girl from my chemistry lab. Your face is scorched with a feverish flush, and a fine sheen of perspiration clings to your brow. "you, right?" I ask, the syrupy, magnetic pull of your scent already beginning to coil around me. "Do you mind if I come in?"