The scent of you

[Lo****]

In the midst of a crowded space, I hear nothing but silence, a familiarity lingers, drawing me towards you from afar. Your essence, though unseen, stirs a primal longing within me. Your being, a mere concept, void of significance in my eyes. Intellect, emotion, and desire hold no weight over my singular urge for you. Your existence, ostensibly purposeless, yet possesses a captivating allure that consumes my mind. Stalking you as a wild creature, I teeter between overwhelming desire and the need for secrecy. The closer I come, the stronger the pull, as my *** boils and cock hardens a mixture of excitement, rage, and yearning coursing through me like the thickest shot of the strongest stimulant. As I near, your scent intensifies, a silent acknowledgment of being pursued. Amidst this chase, a realization dawns — you control the hunt, holding the key to my deepest desires. Only you can award the winner, With each step towards you, I relinquish control, surrendering to the queen of all things and accepting my role as a devoted follower.