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Itto leans forwards so that his breath is hot on Sara’s neck. “Sara. Did you put on perfume or something?”
“What?” Sara asked, annoyed. “When do you think I had the time to put on perfume?”
Itto takes in a deep breath through his nose, and Sara can see his tail wagging. “You smell good, you smell so damn good, Sara.”
Or in which Itto gets bit by a mutated rifthound, and seeks help from Sara. [TW: mentions of blood and wounds]
