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The aroma became so captivating; the newfound hunger began to claw at his stomach, painful in its intensity. But the renewed wave of fury wasn't far behind as he spotted a dark head—the flowing locks now tied in a knot—bent over the stove, the buttery scent like a siren call to senses long denied. She was dancing while cooking and it was captivating, she wasn't the most voluptuous woman but she had the figure of a gymnast lithe and sleek so unlike what he usually found appealing. He kept staring at her so intently that in his arousal he released a waft of pheromones without realising it.

Androgynous Love

LGBT+ · Simarah_Writes

Andrew's gaze devoured the beautiful woman standing less than a foot away from him, lush midnight-black hair haloed around her head, deep dark brown eyes—too large in her delicate heart-shaped face—sheened with shock, while her full pink lips dropped open in a perfect O. She wore no makeup, but somehow her colouring seemed even purer, more tempting—her translucent skin given a lustrous glow in the single beam of light. And the soft smell of gardenias and freshly cut grass surrounded her, it had the oddest effect of calming his nerves but quickening his heart rate in an erotic way.

Androgynous Love

LGBT+ · Simarah_Writes

Tatum swung round to see a heavily muscled body looming over his slender figure more suited to a petite woman than a man, his heart raced and his eyes became saucers this man was huge. The stream of light glinted off sculpted cheekbones, slanted across dark brows and caught the gold rays in the hair touching his shoulders. Tatum scrambled back a step, the stream of swear words—in graphic English this time—making his cheeks ignite and settling in that forbidden spot between his thighs. Then a disturbingly lucid voice demanded.

Androgynous Love

LGBT+ · Simarah_Writes