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Chapter 11: Sweaty feet
🕑 Added 2025-03-14 17:00:12 +0000 UTCMy obsession had escalated so fast that I didn’t even realize when I stopped trying to control it. It wasn’t enough to just smell his clothes anymore; I needed to smell him, all of him. So I proposed a game: tying his hands and feet on the couch, like it was just a silly thing between us. Blake agreed, laughing, not understanding. I buried my nose into his sweaty feet, into his warm armpits, breathing him in deeply as he squirmed, letting out loud laughs from the tickling. To him, it was just fun. To me, it was drowning in the very center of his scent.
