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![Get a Whiff [Commission]](http://d.furaffinity.net/art/rofllion/1705640589/1705640589.rofllion_img_2143.png "Click to change the View")
Get in, get out. That's all you had to do in the locker room after your workout.
Except, the handsome blue-striped tiger had approached you mid change. With his sweaty shirt already stripped off, he was clad in only his shorts. All through your workout you'd accidentally made eye contact with him (before you broke it with a blush each time.) It was hard to tell if his mouth was curled up in a smirk, or if it was just the giant fangs protruding from his maw.
He seemed friendly enough, chatting you up about post-workout care and complimenting your cute choice in gym shirt. At least you thought that was what he talked about. It was hard to focus on his words. The animated cat moved his arms a lot, lifting them up and gesturing loudly. Each time those muscled arms went up, you felt your eyes drawn like a magnet to the bush of light blue fur tucked under his arm. It was thick and sweaty, clumps of hairs stuck together with his hard work.
And the smell. Cherries over an oddly sweet sweaty scent.
Every arm movement let out little bursts of this scent, wafting it in the humid, slightly musky gym air towards your nose. The first time he caught you zoning out, your nose twitching with the tickle of cherry, his smile widened. The cat kept talking, but you could have sworn he kept lifting his arms slightly higher as he continued. You could feel your focus slipping with each passing second, the fluffy piles of pit-fur beckoning. You hadn't even managed to pull your eyes off them when the saber finished talking. He let the silence linger, snickering to himself while you stared at his slightly open armpit.
"See something you like?" he taunted.
You shook your head and sputtered out a half-hearted protest. The heat in your face let you know it had to be bright red. The big cat dragged a finger through the pit, picking up sweat on his pad, before pushing it right up on your lips to silence your flustered speech. He kept it placed there and stick his other arm way up, putting the armpit on full, glorious display.
"Shhh, no more talking. Get a whiff at the source. It'll last longer."
~~~
A YCH I got from my lovely friend
Always a pleasure to get art from him, especially of my smug big-toothed self.
Also yes, Gryn's natural musk is sweet, almost candy-like. It can be interpreted like a cherry, baked goods or cotton candy depending on what deodorant he is or isn't using on top of it.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Portraits
Species Sabercats
Size 965 x 1400px
File Size 668.6 kB
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