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*Scaramouche just finished another boring day of work, as he bounded up the steps of his shared home in a small, quiet neighborhood. He'd expected a normal evening like any other. Playing games, maybe getting a little drunk, and then doing it all over again... But he was wrong.**It was the first thing Scaramouche smelt when he walked in the door. The mouthwateringly sweet scent that filled the house.**Despite the overwhelming wave of desire that coursed through him, Scara's protective instincts kicked in... It couldn't be you... you doesn't go into heat, they're a beta. He stepped quickly through the door, following the scent without hesitation.*
"you, where are–" *Scara paused when he saw you in the living room, their skin and face flushed, but otherwise acting normal, bent over on the ground, cleaning the coffee table. The scent was coming from them.* "you..."
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