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Understanding Perfume Families: A Beginner's Guide (eBook)

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What are Perfume Families and Why Should I Care?

Perfume families, also known as fragrance families and olfactory families, are perfume categories based on a fragrance’s most prominent scents.

Knowing how to categorize your fragrances will help you to more easily shop for perfumes you’ll love, spend less time looking for a perfume you’ll love, and prevent you from wearing the wrong perfume at the wrong time.

By knowing a perfume’s olfactory family, you’ll know which perfume family smells best on you, which family you like the best, and which family to wear according to season.

If you have a fragrance that smells great on you, learning which perfume family it belongs to will help you find more perfumes that will smell great on you.

Weather Affects My Perfume’s Smell?

Yes, it does. Have you ever bought a new glorious-smelling perfume for a summer holiday and received loads of compliments, but those compliments stopped coming when you wore the same perfume in autumn? It’s because you wore a perfume that belonged to a fragrance family designed for warm-weather use.

Are You Easily Data-Overwhelmed?

Perfume-family classification is a complex topic. Its complexity is enhanced by the fact that professional perfumers often disagree on which family to place a fragrance. Just to make it more confusing, there are not only families, but subfamilies and sub-subfamilies and more.

Keep It Simple!

Breaking such a complex topic into a fast easy read will give you a solid foundation that can be built upon and expanded. For hobbyists who only want to know the basics, “Understanding Perfume Families: A Beginner’s Guide” is all you need. For those of you who want to expand your knowledge, “Understanding Perfume Families: A Beginner’s Guide” will give you a strong base to build on.

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Original Chandan Perfume: A Guide for Connoisseurs

Chandan, or sandalwood, has captivated the hearts and senses of fragrance lovers for centuries. The allure of its warm, creamy scent transcends borders and cultures, making it a timeless choice in the world of perfumery. In this guide, we’ll explore everything you need to know about original Chandan perfume, from its unique qualities to how to spot genuine products. If you're ready to deepen your appreciation for this enchanting fragrance, let’s dive in!

Understanding Chandan (Sandalwood)

Origins of Sandalwood

Sandalwood has a rich history that dates back thousands of years. Its origins lie in the tropical regions of India, Australia, and the Pacific Islands. The most sought-after variety is Santalum album, often referred to as Indian sandalwood. The wood and oil extracted from this tree have been revered not just for their delightful fragrance, but also for their medicinal properties and spiritual significance.

Types of Sandalwood

When it comes to sandalwood, different species produce distinct scents and qualities. While Indian sandalwood is the most famous, Australian sandalwood (Santalum spicatum) is also gaining popularity for its unique aroma. Each type offers a different experience, and exploring these varieties can be a delightful journey for any perfume enthusiast.

Extraction Process

The process of extracting sandalwood oil is an art form in itself. The wood is harvested, dried, and then subjected to steam distillation, a method that preserves the purity of the oil. This meticulous extraction process is what gives original Chandan perfume its rich, complex scent profile. Each drop is a labor of love, capturing the essence of the sandalwood tree.

The Unique Qualities of Original Chandan Perfume

Scent Profile

What makes original Chandan perfume truly special is its multifaceted scent profile. The fragrance unfolds in layers: the top notes are often fresh and light, giving way to a warm, creamy heart, and finally settling into deep, woody base notes. This evolution on the skin creates a captivating olfactory journey that can uplift your spirit and soothe your senses.

Longevity and Sillage

One of the hallmarks of quality Chandan perfume is its longevity. When you wear it, you’ll notice that it lingers beautifully throughout the day. The sillage—the trail of scent you leave behind—is equally impressive, drawing people in without being overpowering. This balance makes it perfect for both daily wear and special occasions.

Therapeutic Benefits

Beyond its captivating scent, sandalwood has been used for centuries in traditional medicine and aromatherapy. It is known for its calming and grounding properties, making it an excellent choice for relaxation and stress relief. Incorporating original Chandan perfume into your daily routine can elevate your mood and promote a sense of well-being.

Identifying Authentic Chandan Perfume

Characteristics of Quality Chandan Perfume

When selecting original Chandan perfume, it's crucial to know what to look for. Quality Chandan oil is typically a pale yellow to golden color, with a slightly viscous texture. If the fragrance feels thin or has an artificial smell, it's likely not genuine.

How to Read Labels and Ingredients

Take a moment to read the labels carefully. Original Chandan perfumes will clearly state the ingredients, highlighting the use of sandalwood oil. If you see vague terms like "fragrance" or "parfum," it may contain synthetic substitutes, which can dilute the authentic experience.

Common Counterfeits and How to Avoid Them

Unfortunately, the popularity of sandalwood has led to an increase in counterfeit products. To avoid falling victim, purchase from reputable sources, whether online or in-store. Authentic brands will often have a transparent sourcing process and will be proud to share their methods with you.

Top Brands of Original Chandan Perfume

When exploring the world of original Chandan perfume, it's essential to know where to look. While I won't mention competitors, I can assure you that our own line of Chandan perfumes and attars reflects our commitment to quality and authenticity. We meticulously source our sandalwood from the finest growers, ensuring that each bottle captures the pure essence of this cherished fragrance.

By choosing our Chandan offerings, you're not just investing in a perfume—you're embracing a tradition steeped in history and craftsmanship.

How to Wear and Enjoy Chandan Perfume

Application Techniques

To fully experience the beauty of original Chandan perfume, consider your application method. Applying to pulse points, such as the wrists and neck, allows the fragrance to interact with your body heat, enhancing its aroma. You might also consider spritzing some into the air and walking through the mist for a more enveloping experience.

Layering with Other Scents

Chandan pairs wonderfully with other fragrances. You can experiment by layering it with floral or citrus notes to create a personalized scent that speaks to you. This technique not only adds depth but can make your fragrance unique to you.

Seasonal and Occasional Uses

While Chandan is versatile enough for daily wear, it particularly shines during cooler months or special occasions. The warm, creamy notes create a comforting aura that’s perfect for cozy evenings or festive gatherings.

Cultural Significance and Rituals

Chandan in Spiritual Practices

Throughout history, sandalwood has held immense spiritual significance in various cultures. In Hindu rituals, sandalwood paste is often used for blessings and purification. Its soothing aroma can create a sacred space, enhancing meditation and mindfulness practices.

Symbolism in Different Cultures

In many cultures, sandalwood represents purity and tranquility. Whether it’s used in religious ceremonies or personal rituals, the fragrance embodies a deep connection to nature and spirituality, allowing you to engage in meaningful experiences.

As we wrap up this guide, I hope you're inspired to explore the enchanting world of original Chandan perfume. Its unique qualities, therapeutic benefits, and rich cultural significance make it a must-have for any fragrance lover. Remember, when you choose our Chandan offerings, you’re embracing authenticity and quality, ensuring that each wear brings joy to your senses.

FAQs

What is Chandan perfume made from?

Chandan perfume is primarily made from sandalwood oil, which is extracted from the heartwood of the sandalwood tree.

How do I identify authentic Chandan perfume?

Look for clear labeling of sandalwood oil and ensure the fragrance has a rich, warm aroma without synthetic undertones.

What are the benefits of wearing Chandan perfume?

Chandan perfume not only offers a captivating scent but also has calming properties that promote relaxation and stress relief.

Can I wear Chandan perfume daily?

Absolutely! Chandan perfume is versatile enough for everyday wear and special occasions.

How do I apply Chandan perfume for the best results?

Apply it to pulse points like your wrists and neck, or spritz into the air and walk through the mist for a more enveloping scent.

Is Chandan perfume suitable for all skin types?

Generally, yes. However, it's always a good idea to do a patch test to check for any allergic reactions.

What should I look for when purchasing Chandan perfume?

Seek out reputable brands, and check for clear information about the sourcing and production of the sandalwood oil.

Can I layer Chandan perfume with other scents?

Yes! Chandan pairs beautifully with floral and citrus fragrances, allowing you to create a personalized scent.

How long does the scent of Chandan perfume last?

High-quality Chandan perfume has excellent longevity, often lasting throughout the day.

What makes your Chandan perfume special?

Our Chandan perfumes are crafted with the highest quality sandalwood, ensuring an authentic and luxurious experience that reflects our commitment to excellence.

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How to Choose Your Signature Scent: TDP's Guide to Luxury Fragrances

In the world of perfumery, luxury fragrances stand as the pinnacle of craftsmanship and sensory experience. These scents are more than just accessories; they are profound expressions of personality and style, crafted to enchant the senses, evoke memories, and establish a lasting presence. Selecting a luxury fragrance isn’t merely about choosing a scent—it’s about discovering an olfactory…

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Understanding Perfumes And Fragrances - A Beginner's Guide

Perfumes are a form of self-expression that boost our confidence and make us feel great. a perfect guide to deodorant fragrances and perfumes.

Ultimately, the choice between deodorants for women and perfumes for women depends on the desired level of fragrance, the occasion, and the desired impact. Why not have the best of both worlds and curate a fragrance collection that includes both deodorants for everyday freshness and perfumes for special moments.

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August for my Senses 💌 An August Guide

August is the most erotic month in my opinion. The sticky-sweet heat fills my heart with something very special, like earth’s warm embrace. I changed greatly over the summer, and as I approach my 20th birthday, I’m becoming more aware of what it means to be a woman. I’ve accepted that I’m no longer a girl, and here are some sensual items, ideas, and activities that are being implemented to help me step into my womanhood.

Table of contents:

1. Lifestyle/activity

2. Perfume, scent, hygiene

3. Fashion

4. Literature

Here is my Substack supplement with more “philosophical” ideas:

Lifestyle/Activity

- I’m trying to eat better and have portion control. One thing that’s helped is using smaller plates. On the note of food, making it look nice on the plate has encouraged me to eat slower. I’ve always been a fast eater, which is really horrible.

- journaling is a literal life saver. It turns me into my own therapist, like actually. I journal every morning for 20-40 mins with my phone on silent. Scrapbooking is also a really nice hobby for anyone who needs a creative outlet.

- slow mornings with my phone on silent; wake up, stretch, skincare, wash face, brush teeth, breakfast with green tea + read, journal, and get on with my day. I understand that not everyone has this luxury, but I feel like it is always worth it to wake up a little earlier than you have to so that you can move slowly, regardless of your circumstances.

- i am (hopefully) getting a job at a library because my mental health is finally at a place where i can work again.

- I’m writing erotica again. My heart is overflowing (:

Read my erotic here:

Perfume, Makeup, Hygiene,

- pulp by byredo (notes shown above) is my new favorite scent. I’m hoping to buy a full bottle soon, hopefully before the end of August. It’s a little pricy, but I have saved up money and I’m getting a library job.

- I’ve been really into soft glitter eyeshadow, peachy blush, and light mascara. It’s a very nice look and I like to make the eyeshadow barely noticeable.

- my skincare doesn’t feel like my own. My mom sells Mary Kay, which I’m really not comfortable using, but I do because I get it for free. I’ve been researching skincare, so should be able to move on with my routine soon. It would also make me feel more in control, just because my mom has always tried to monitor this kind of thing for me.

Fashion

- I’m soooo into white dresses right now. Light of my life. Just dresses in general have been so good to me, so much so that I don’t want to wear pants.

- I’m trying to feel more comfortable in my skin, so I’m trying to wear sleeveless clothes more. I really hate my arms, so it’s I’m healing my relationship with them.

Literature

- I’ve really just been reading Paglia’s “sexual personae.” It’s kind of long, so it’ll take me a while, probably until mid-late August. I highly recommend it for feminism, philosophy, and timeless anthropology and sociology.

Much love 💌 xoxo - M. Rose

[alki81]

Fragrance guide

[laceybun]

hi, i hope this anon finds you well! i heard about you from lawrence, would you mind sharing tips on how to navigate fragrantica? thank you so much!

Hi there!! I’m very happy you decided to reach out, I’ll try my best to explain through screenshots of me going through my most frequented aspects of the website (on mobile, specifically) I’ve highlighted buttons to explain them!! Please feel free to let me know if it’s helpful or if you have any other questions!!⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ ᡣ𐭩

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ ᡣ𐭩 So, opening the website will lead you to the main page. This is filled with articles on newer fragrances, sometimes older fragrances, and is sorted by recency. If something intrigues you here, I really recommend reading the article to find the perfume it’s reviewing! There will usually be a link to the perfume somewhere within the article. (I usually just skim until I find the perfume being described lol)

𝜗𝜚 By pressing on the three lines in the top-left corner, it will lead you to a directory of different aspects and functions of fragrantica as a whole, including things like a perfume finder, notes, and the website forums.

❦. By pressing in the top right, you will be able to log in/register, if you have not made an account already. If you have made an account already, it will have a way to access your private messages, your profile, recently viewed perfumes, and a fun lil option to “perfume yourself”, which is just to show what perfume you’re currently wearing! ^.^

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ ᡣ𐭩 As you can see, there’s a whole lot to look through!! I really recommend exploring it if you have the time to do so, just to get a level of familiarity with the website.

𝜗𝜚 (I chose yellow but I’m doing orange instead oops) This is where you’ll find a masterlist of notes, as well as descriptors of each note, sorted into categories based on scent type. (Gourmand, floral, etc.) Useful for building familiarity with scents and their descriptors, and for finding notes you didn’t think existed! (Priests robes? HUH???)

♡ྀི Searching by notes is my preferred method of finding perfume, it’s incredibly useful and fun!! ^.^ By going through there, you will be able to include and exclude notes, choose masc/fem/unisex, and be given a directory of each perfumes that fit within the parameters you have provided! I use this a lot, lol. Fantastic for finding perfumes based on characters, if you’re able to imagine notes they might wear.

❦. Perfume finder is one I don’t use very often, but it’s an honorable mention. By inputting a perfume you know you like, the algorithm will give you unbiased perfume suggestions of similar fragrances based on note makeup.

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ ᡣ𐭩 If you have a signature fragrance, you can add it, and right beside that, you can add up to four favorite fragrances.

♡ྀི Let’s assume now that you’ve logged in, by going to your profile, you will be able to find your owned perfumes, previously had perfumes, perfumes you want, and perfumes to test out; Custom lists, which I use for character perfumes or perfume recommendations for friends (as shown by Lawrence’s fragrance list, which I have favorited so it shows up on my main profile, aka easier access for newer people to the site!); And your rated perfumes! Another fun aspect of this website is finding perfumes you’ve tested, used, smelled, whichever way you’ve used it- you can keep track of your opinions on these fragrances through the ratings of love, like, neutral, dislike, and hate.

❦.

(I’ve used up my 10 image per post limit since I’m on mobile oops… If there’s anything else you’d like me to explain, again, I’ll make a part two!! ^.^ thanks for reading!! ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ ᡣ𐭩)

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Guide to Choosing Unisex Eau de Parfum - Youvora

The right perfume completes the outfit. How should you pair the best unisex perfumes with your next outfit? Read to know more.

Visit at: https://youvora.com/blogs/youvoralogy/up-your-fashion-quotient-with-unisex-perfumes

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How to Spot Fake Cartier Perfume: A Comprehensive Guide

When it comes to luxury perfumes, Cartier stands out for its exquisite scents and elegant packaging. However, the allure of these high-end fragrances has given rise to a market of counterfeit products. Knowing how to spot fake Cartier perfume is essential for any discerning buyer. In this guide, we will discuss the key indicators that help you distinguish between authentic and imitation Cartier perfumes. If you're looking for genuine luxury items, be sure to visit Luxe Replica Watche for high-quality replicas and luxury goods.

1. Examine the Packaging

The packaging of a Cartier perfume should be of the highest quality. Start by checking the box and bottle for any discrepancies:

Material: Authentic Cartier perfume boxes are made from sturdy, high-quality materials. If the box feels flimsy or cheap, it may be a fake.

Printing: Look for clear and crisp printing on the box. Counterfeit products often have blurry or poorly aligned text. Pay attention to the logo and font style.

Seals and Stickers: Genuine products often have security seals or stickers. If these are missing or look tampered with, be cautious.

2. Inspect the Bottle

The bottle design is a hallmark of Cartier's artistry. Here’s what to look for:

Weight: Authentic Cartier bottles are typically heavier due to high-quality glass. A light bottle can indicate a counterfeit.

Finish: Check the bottle’s finish. It should be smooth and polished without any rough edges or imperfections.

Cap Design: The cap should fit securely and align perfectly with the bottle. If it feels loose or mismatched, it could be a fake.

3. Check the Fragrance

The scent of Cartier perfumes is unique and complex. Here’s how to evaluate it:

Scent Quality: Authentic fragrances have a deep and rich scent profile that evolves over time. If the fragrance smells overly simplistic or fades quickly, it may not be genuine.

Longevity: Genuine Cartier perfumes typically last for several hours. If the scent disappears within a short time, it's a red flag.

Alcohol Content: Counterfeit perfumes often have a high alcohol content, leading to a harsh and unrefined scent. Authentic versions have a balanced formula that enhances the fragrance.

4. Verify the Price

While luxury perfumes can be expensive, a price that seems too good to be true often is. Be wary of deals that appear excessively discounted. Comparing prices with reputable retailers or Luxe Replica Watche can help you gauge the average market price for a particular Cartier fragrance.

5. Purchase from Reputable Sources

To ensure you are buying an authentic product, always purchase from reputable retailers. Here are some tips:

Authorized Retailers: Buy from stores that are authorized Cartier retailers.

Read Reviews: Check customer reviews and ratings of the seller before making a purchase.

Return Policy: Ensure the retailer has a clear return policy in case the product is not what you expected.

6. Conclusion

Spotting fake Cartier perfume can save you from disappointment and ensure you enjoy the luxurious fragrance you deserve. By examining the packaging, inspecting the bottle, checking the fragrance quality, verifying the price, and purchasing from reputable sources, you can confidently invest in authentic Cartier products. For high-quality replicas and luxury items, don't forget to visit Luxe Replica Watche.

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How Does Jade Vine Smell? Discover the Scent of This Exotic Beauty

The Jade Vine (Strongylodon macrobotrys) is a stunning plant known for its cascading turquoise blooms, adding an exotic charm to any garden or conservatory. But beyond its vibrant colors and unique appearance, many people wonder: what does the Jade Vine smell like? Let’s explore the scent profile of this botanical marvel and understand how it enhances its allure.

For more insights into the Jade Vine and tips on growing it, visit my in-depth article here!

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Discover the Best Acrylic Tea Light Cups & Top Candle Fragrances

Introduction

Candles have long been a symbol of warmth, tranquility, and comfort in homes. Whether you’re looking to enhance the ambiance of a cozy evening or you want a fragrant escape, candles provide both functional lighting and soothing aromas. Over the years, candles have evolved, and so have the accessories and tools used alongside them. Among these innovations is the Best acrylic tea light cup for candles, which enhances the candle experience by offering both elegance and safety.

In this blog, we’ll explore the benefits of using acrylic tea light cups, and we’ll also delve into the world of fragrances. Specifically, we’ll look at some of the Top candles fragrance with essential oils, which can transform your space into a haven of delightful scents. Whether you’re new to candles or a seasoned enthusiast, this guide will provide insights into the finest products, including Aai Planet Chocolate Fragrance Oil, designed to give you the best aromatic experience.

The Importance of Quality Candle Accessories: Acrylic Tea Light Cups

Candles may seem simple, but the right accessories can significantly enhance your experience. One of the most important accessories is the tea light cup. A tea light cup is the small holder used for tea light candles, which are small, round, and self-contained.

Why Choose Acrylic for Tea Light Cups?

When selecting a tea light cup, safety, durability, and aesthetics are key factors. The best acrylic tea light cup for candle offers all of these benefits, making it an ideal choice for any candle enthusiast. Here are some reasons why acrylic stands out:

Durability: Acrylic is shatter-resistant, meaning it won’t easily break or crack like glass.

Safety: Acrylic is heat-resistant, which is essential for holding candles that generate significant heat.

Transparency: Acrylic tea light cups offer the same clarity as glass, allowing the candle’s flame to be seen clearly, enhancing the ambiance.

Lightweight: Unlike glass, acrylic is much lighter, making it easier to handle and transport.

Variety of Designs: Acrylic tea light cups come in various shapes, sizes, and colors, allowing you to find the perfect match for your home décor.

Choosing the best acrylic tea light cup for candles ensures not only the safety of your home but also an aesthetic upgrade. It is the perfect combination of form and function, making it a must-have for any candle lover.

A Guide to Essential Oil Candle Fragrances

One of the most appealing aspects of candles is their ability to fill a room with enchanting fragrances. Essential oils have become increasingly popular in the world of candle making due to their natural, soothing properties. Here are some of the top candles fragrance with essential oils that are sure to enhance your environment:

1. Lavender

Lavender is one of the most beloved essential oils in aromatherapy. Known for its calming and soothing properties, lavender essential oil is perfect for evening relaxation or stress relief. A lavender-scented candle can transform any room into a peaceful sanctuary.

2. Eucalyptus

If you’re looking for a refreshing and invigorating fragrance, eucalyptus is a top choice. Eucalyptus essential oil is known for its purifying qualities, making it ideal for creating a fresh and clean atmosphere in your home.

3. Citrus Blend

A blend of citrus oils like lemon, orange, and grapefruit brings a zesty and energizing scent to candles. These oils are perfect for brightening up a space and lifting your mood, making them ideal for daytime use.

4. Peppermint

Peppermint essential oil offers a cooling and refreshing aroma that stimulates the senses. Perfect for creating an uplifting atmosphere, peppermint-scented candles are great for improving focus and concentration.

5. Rose

A classic floral fragrance, rose essential oil is often associated with romance and luxury. It’s ideal for creating an intimate, warm atmosphere that enhances feelings of love and joy.

Aai Planet Chocolate Fragrance Oil: A Sweet Indulgence

Among the vast array of candle fragrances, few scents evoke the sense of indulgence and comfort like chocolate. Aai Planet Chocolate Fragrance Oil is a premium-quality fragrance oil that is perfect for anyone who loves the rich, decadent aroma of chocolate.

What Makes Aai Planet Chocolate Fragrance Oil Special?

Richness of Scent: The chocolate scent is both warm and inviting, making it a perfect choice for cozy evenings or when you want to relax.

Versatility: Aai Planet Chocolate Fragrance Oil can be used in various types of candles, from tea lights to larger jar candles. Its rich aroma permeates the room, creating a comforting environment.

High-Quality Ingredients: Like all products from AAI Planet, this fragrance oil is crafted using premium ingredients to ensure a long-lasting and authentic scent.

Whether you’re lighting a candle for a special occasion or simply to unwind after a long day, Aai Planet Chocolate Fragrance Oil adds an extra layer of warmth and coziness to the experience. The scent is sweet, but not overwhelming, striking the perfect balance for any candle lover.

Combining Acrylic Tea Light Cups with Fragrance Oils for the Ultimate Candle Experience

To elevate your candle experience, consider combining the best acrylic tea light cup for candles with a fragrant oil like Aai Planet Chocolate Fragrance Oil or an essential oil-based candle. This combination offers both aesthetic appeal and an aromatic journey.

Safety Meets Style: With an acrylic tea light cup, you can enjoy your candles knowing that they are safe and secure. The transparency of the acrylic allows the candle’s flame to shine brightly, creating a beautiful ambiance.

Enhanced Fragrance: When paired with a high-quality fragrance oil like Aai Planet Chocolate Fragrance Oil, your tea light candles will fill the room with a delightful aroma that lasts for hours.

Customizable: Because acrylic tea light cups come in various designs, you can mix and match different colors and styles to suit the occasion. Whether you’re setting the mood for a romantic evening or creating a spa-like environment, the right accessories make all the difference.

Conclusion

Candles have the power to transform any space with their gentle light and soothing scents. Whether you’re using an essential oil-based candle with top candles fragrance with essential oils or indulging in the sweet aroma of Aai Planet Chocolate Fragrance Oil, the right candle accessories, like the best acrylic tea light cup for candles, enhance the entire experience.

By selecting high-quality fragrance oils and durable, stylish tea light cups, you can create a safe, beautiful, and aromatic environment in your home. So, why not indulge yourself in the world of premium candles and accessories? Whether you’re unwinding after a long day or setting the mood for a special occasion, the right combination of fragrance and accessories will ensure a delightful experience every time.

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How to Pick Men's Cologne: A Detailed Guide

Knowing how to pick men's cologne that suits your style and personality is crucial. Lets walk you through how choose a cologne.

The art of selecting the right men’s cologne is much like finding the perfect suit: it’s not just about the fit but how it makes you feel and the statement it makes about you. A cologne can convey sophistication, energy, or a sense of adventure. It can uplift your mood, boost your confidence, and even make you more attractive. Given its importance, knowing how to pick men’s cologne that suits…

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Christmas Gift Guide for Guys | Blogmas

blogmas days 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, & 25 we will se if I can manage posting these days 21 Fragrance Sauvage Eau de Toilette Buy Vibrant Leather Buy Wood Sage & Sea Salt Cologne Buy Acqua Di Gio Eau de Toilette Buy Homeware EspressoWorks Espresso Machine Buy Greenspan Valencia Pro Nonstick Griddle Buy White Wood & Iron Handled Canisters Buy Stainless Steal Grill…

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Unchained Melody (Logan Howlett x Fem!Reader)

A/N: Get ready to cry again. Here is the *what if you and Logan went to a wedding together* request. Heavily inspired by "Unchained Melody." That is such a Logan song and you cannot tell me otherwise. ENJOY!

Summary: You and Logan decide to go to Rogue and Remy's wedding together, but you don't know what together means. Logan helps to clarify...

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI!!! SMUT, thigh riding, oral (f!receiving), fingering, unprotected PIV (wrap it up!), softdom!Logan, praise kink, cocky!Logan (literally), multiple orgasms, aftercare, Logan will do anything for you, afab!reader/f!reader, reader wears a dress, reader has hair (length/color/texture not described), feelings, so fluffy and cheesy, cursing, Scott is a little shit, def some grammatical errors, I think that's it.

Word Count: 4,452 I wanna dance with Logan

Maybe this was a mistake. You look at yourself in the mirror, turning around and around. You scan your face, check your hair, and smooth out your dress. Everything is in its right place. But, maybe, just maybe, this is all a mistake. 

You and Logan—somehow—came to the decision that you would go to Rogue and Remy’s wedding together. As in…

Together. 

And yet, you weren’t entirely sure what together truly entailed. Was this going to be a date? Or were you two simply going as friends? Friends friends friends. That god-awful, misery-inducing word you’re all too familiar with. Its meaning and restrictions haunted you as you got ready, and they’re still plaguing you now. You are so incredibly sick of being just friends with Logan. You want more—want him, all of him. But you can’t tell him how you feel—you can never find the words or the courage. 

So, you’re simply going to the wedding together, unlabeled out of fear of getting an answer you don’t want to hear. 

You slip on your heels, straightening out your gown one last time before heading towards the door. You take a deep breath, nervous beyond belief. You twist the knob, pulling the door open. 

And there he is on the other side, fist clenched like he was about to knock. Logan. He’s wearing a black suit, a bowtie tied perfectly at his neck. You watch as his Adam’s apple bobs in his throat. “Hi,” he husks, his eyes trailing up and down your body. He smiles softly as he meets your gaze. He shakes his head in awe. “You look beautiful.” 

“Oh, please I—” But he cuts you off, his hand reaching out to rest in the crook of your neck. “Really, you look beautiful. You always do.” Your breath hitches as his hand slides down your arm, his fingers intertwining with yours.

You take a deep breath, suddenly overwhelmed by the contact and Logan’s words. “You look really great too,” you choke out, a slight tremble in your voice. “Perfect,” you say, and Logan tugs your hand, guiding you out the door and into the hallway.

Rogue had told you the wedding would be small—just her and Gambit’s closest friends and family on the grounds of the institute.  

Logan leads you down the stairs and out the back door of the mansion. The first thing you see are flowers; an absolute abundance of flowers. There are lilies and irises, asters and chrysanthemums. Daises, tulips, every single flower one can imagine—adorning tables, white tents, and planted in pots and boxes. It’s beautiful—a rainbow of colors and fragrances. The lawn has been transformed into a secret garden. 

Logan guides you down a cobblestone path toward a trellis covered in vines and wisteria. Surrounding the trellis on either side are rows of white, wooden chairs. You and Logan walk to the front row on Rogue’s side of the aisle and sit down next to Storm, Charles, and Jubilee.  You wave as you sit down. “You look amazing!” Jubilee shouts, reaching over Charles and Logan to get a better look at your dress. 

“You look beautiful too, Jubes,” you say, motioning in her direction. Logan sits back, slipping his hand from yours and draping his arm over your shoulder instead. Jubilee notices the movement, her eyes flickering between you and Logan, a small smile playing upon her lips. She winks at you and settles back into her seat. 

Footsteps sweep through the grass as people find their chairs. You struggle to ignore the warmth of Logan’s arm around your shoulder and the way it makes you feel—the soft circles he’s drawing into your bare skin. It’s like he needs the proximity, needs the touch. 

You can feel Logan lean in, his lips at the shell of your ear. “You are the most—”

“Wow,” a familiar voice interrupts Logan. You turn your head, and there’s Scott, with Jean just a few steps behind him. “Didn’t expect that.” He raises his brows and cocks his head to the side. 

“You need something, bub?” Logan asks, annoyance and irritation heavy in his voice. 

Scott swallows nervously as Jean chuckles behind him. He shakes his head and sits down next to you. “Nope, I just…” He trails off, looking towards the trellis. 

Logan leans forward, his arm still around your shoulder. “You just what?”

Scott throws his hands up, feigning innocence. “Nothing, absolutely nothing.”

Logan leans back, squeezing your shoulder gently as he settles into the seat. You turn towards him, catching his gaze. You need to ask him what this is, even if it’s clear to him. It’s obviously something to everyone else. You part your lips, finding the courage to finally ask Logan what you two are. “Logan,” you whisper so only he can hear. “What is—"  

But the music starts up, a whimsical rendition of “Can’t Help Falling in Love,” filling the air as Hank walks down the aisle, stopping underneath the trellis. Next is Remy, in a cream-colored suit. He grins from ear to ear as he trails down the aisle, nodding to Charles as he steps under the arch. And finally, at the end of the aisle is Rogue. Her dress is bright white, lacey, and tight. She walks down, her bouquet of lilies of the valley and baby’s breath in hand. 

She meets Remy’s side, and the music stops. “Friends and family,” Hank starts, smiling widely at the crowd. “We have gathered here today for the marriage of two people who should have been married long ago.” The crowd chuckles as Hank goes on. “But it is always better late than never…”

He continues, talking about their story, their love. Hank—naturally—finds a few Shakespeare quotes to scatter throughout his speech. It’s incredibly cheesy, but it’s beautiful. And, as Remy and Rogue exchange vows, you can’t help but well up. Their admiration and passion for one another is so undeniably clear. They’re committed, a team, partners until the end. 

“I will always love you, chere,” Remy says, slipping the ring onto Rogue’s finger. 

A single tear slides down Rogue’s cheek. “And I will always love you, sugar,” Rogue says, placing the ring in her hand onto Remy’s finger next. 

You look up at Logan, and you notice that he’s looking down at you. There’s something in his eyes, but you can’t quite place it. He tugs you closer, his thumb still stroking your shoulder. 

Hank sniffles. “With the power vested in me by the State of New York, I now pronounce you husband and wife,” Hank says, his voice shaky, his eyes glossed over, holding back tears. “You may now kiss the bride!” 

Remy wraps his arms around Rogue’s waist, and he dips her, his lips capturing hers. Everyone stands, clapping and cheering. You and Logan stand too, his arm falling from your shoulder, leaving you feeling cold despite the summer heat.

But as Rogue and Remy walk down the aisle, Logan’s arm wraps around your waist.  Rogue’s smile widens when she spots you, her eyes flitting between you and Logan. She laughs knowingly. Finally, she mouths to you, and blows you a kiss. The couple finishes their walk down the aisle, and they head into a nearby tent.  

Given that this is Rogue and Remy, the party starts right away. Music blares from the tent, and you can see the happy couple hitting the floor. You recognize the song immediately: “Take on Me” by Aha. Jean drags Scott across the grass to join them. Jubilee and some of the other kids trail behind. Charles, Storm, and Hank head over together. 

You look at Logan and smile, grabbing him by the hand and tugging him towards the tent. You can’t remember the last time you saw everyone this happy. It’s rare that you get to let loose, to have a good time. It warms your heart to see all the students dancing, to see them having a normal childhood experience. 

“Come on!” Jubilee calls. “Come dance!” She’s twirling around, dancing with Kurt and Morph, sparking her signature fireworks every now and then.

You squeeze Logan’s hand and pull him towards the dance floor. You’re shocked that he doesn’t drag his heels, that he doesn’t protest or tell you no—he lets you tug him onto the floor. You turn to face him, swaying to the synthy pop. Logan lifts his arm, twirling you around, laughing as you spin back to him. He grabs your other hand and bounces with you to the music.

“I didn’t know you liked dancing!” You shout over the song as Logan spins you again. 

He smirks, chuckling softly. “I don’t!” He shouts back, pulling you in and out to the beat. “But I like dancing with you.” He draws you in closer, letting go of your hands as his arms wrap around your waist instead.

You can feel the heat rising to your chest, spreading up your neck. The song fades out, and a much slower one starts up. “Something” by The Beatles echoes across the lawn. Rogue and Remy take the center of the floor, and everyone steps off, watching from the side. Logan guides you off the floor and towards your table, his hand in yours again.

“They’re beautiful,” you murmur. You see the way Remy looks at Rogue, the way they move as one, fluid unit. “Don’t you want something like that?” You ask, your gaze finding Logan’s. He has that look in his eyes again—all soft, relaxed, happy. 

Logan nods, squeezing your hand. “I think I’ve found it already.” 

Your lips part as you rack your brain for the right thing to say, your breath catching in your throat. It’s everything you’ve ever wanted—the words you’ve been waiting to hear. “Logan I—”

But Jubilee is grabbing your hand as the song changes. “If you’re not gonna dance with my girl, then I’m stealing her!” Jubilee calls out to Logan, pulling you onto the floor as “Can’t Take My Eyes off You” by Frankie Valli rings out. 

“Jubes,” you protest. “Logan and I were actually talking about something kind of important and—”

“One song?” She begs, frowning, putting on her best puppy dog eyes. You look over at Logan, and he’s still standing where you left him, smiling widely. Dance with her, he mouths, arching his brows expectantly. 

“Fine,” you say, still looking at Logan. 

Jubilee cheers, taking your hands in hers, spinning you around. You jump with her, screaming the words. Logan watches from his seat. He loves the way you move, the way you shake your hips, the way you throw your head back and laugh. He can see how much fun you’re having, how happy you are. He can’t keep his eyes off you, can’t help but be mesmerized. And he knows—just by watching—that he wants to be with you forever. Longer than that. You’ve changed him, made him different. And all for the better. 

You look over at him, his arms crossed against his chest as his eyes follow your every move. He’s smiling widely, clearly getting a kick out of you. 

“He loves you, you know,” Jubilee says, twirling you. “I mean, just look at how he’s looking at you!” Jubilee smirks, nodding towards Logan. Her eyes widen. “I think he’s coming over here!”

“Jubes…” Logan chides as he steps closer to the two of you. “Think I can cut in?”

“I don’t know Logan,” Jubilee says sarcastically, grinning ear to ear. “We’re having a great time.”

Logan puts a hand on your shoulder. “I’d like my girl back now.” 

My girl. His girl. 

Jubilee lifts her hands, stepping away from you as the song fades out. “Fine,” she says, pretending to be heartbroken. “Guess I’ll just have to give her up.” Logan steps between the two of you, and you lean to the side to peer at Jubilee as she walks away. She catches your glance, thrusting two thumbs up, mouthing a You got this! as she wanders to her seat. 

“Unchained Melody” by the Righteous Brothers starts up, and Logan wraps his arms around your waist, tugging you into his chest. The sun is setting in the distance, a honeyed glow washing across the lawn, painting the tent and the dance floor in golden light. Logan sways you from side to side, and you let your head fall to his shoulder. 

His lips find the shell of your ear. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispers so that only you can hear. 

“Lo, before, when we were watching Remy and Rogue…” you pause, lifting your head to look up at him. 

The corners of his mouth turn up. “I meant what I said,” Logan rasps. “I want you.” He presses his forehead to yours. “Just you.”

“I want you too,” you say, your voice soft and breathy. Logan holds you tighter, his lips just inches away from yours. You can feel his breath fan across your face. 

“Wanted you the whole time,” Logan husks, rocking you gently as the song plays out. “You’re all I ever think about. I can’t get through a day without seeing you, without talking to you.” He pauses as the music grows louder, the strings and piano echoing across the dance floor.

Woah, my love, my darling I've hungered, hungered for your touch A long, lonely time And time goes by so slowly And time can do so much Are you still mine?

“You feel like home,” he says, his eyes glossing over. “I’ve been alive a long time, and for once in my life, I finally understand what that word means. It’s you. This is what love is supposed to feel like.” He pauses again, taking a deep breath, his jaw working. “I love you, so goddamn much.”

“I love you too,” you confess. “More than anything.” 

And then his lips are on yours, and suddenly everything is nothing. The people around you are gone. Your problems have long melted away. Every ounce of pain and every second of suffering you’ve ever felt—that he has ever experienced—are forgotten. It’s all warmth and comfort, languid and slow, but passionate. He’s taking his time, tasting you, savoring you. It’s perfect. Beyond perfect. 

His lips part from yours, and he looks down at you, taking you in, committing the moment to memory. “Pretty girl,” Logan mumbles, tugging you off the floor as the song fades out and a pop song starts up. “What if we slipped away for a few minutes?” 

“O-okay,” you stutter as Logan guides you past your table and out of the tent. The bass of the music echoes across the lawn as you and Logan wander hand in hand toward the mansion.  

He pushes the back door open, leading the two of you inside, and immediately pins you against the wall. “This okay, sweetheart?” Logan asks, holding your hands above your head, his fingers wrapping tightly around your wrists. 

“Yes,” you breathe, your chest heaving against his. He closes the gap between you completely, his lips pressing to yours. It’s hurried now, hungry and frantic. His knee nudges between your legs, spreading you open. You can feel the fire burning in your core—the growing ache. 

You squirm underneath him, your arms fidgeting against his hold, longing to reach out and touch him. “Wanna make you feel good first, princess,” Logan soothes, his grip on your wrists tightening. “Let me take care of you.” You can’t help but grind down on his thigh at his words. 

“Lo,” you whine, searching for more friction. “Please, need you.” Logan swallows your moans with a kiss, his lips melting against yours. “I know, darlin’. I need you too,” he coos. “But I like watching you get off on my thigh,” he says cockily. “That feel good?” He pushes his thigh harder between your legs as you slide up and down. 

“Y-yes,” you stammer, rolling your hips. “N-need more.” 

“I know, sweetheart, I’ve got you,” Logan whispers, leaving a trail of kisses down your jaw to your neck, softly biting that sweet spot underneath your ear. “Gonna make this pussy feel good.” He lets go of your wrists as he slides down your body, hiking your dress up above your hips as he kneels in front of you.

Logan yanks your panties down your legs, leaving your core bare in front of him. “Wanna taste you, pretty girl,” he husks, his breath fanning against your heat as he settles between your thighs. 

“Please,” you beg, his face just centimeters from where you need him most. His palms splay across your inner thighs, squeezing and nudging you open. You look down at him, hunger, desire, and desperation darkening his half-lidded eyes. “Lo—”

And then he’s licking a long stripe through your folds, his tongue flicking your clit. You shudder underneath his touch as he does it again, his tongue pressing harder this time. 

“Tastes so fucking good,” Logan mumbles against you. “Knew you’d taste perfect.” He pulls your clit between his lips and sucks, his teeth grazing the bud lightly. Your knees buckle at the sensation. 

Logan pushes your legs further apart, one of his hands sliding up your thigh and toward your center. It’s teasing, achingly slow as his fingers finally reach your folds, toying with your slit and spreading your slick. He laps at your clit, and he’s desperate, ravenous, his mouth swallowing you hungrily.

He teases your entrance with two fingers—gentle compared to the way his teeth graze your clit, to the way he’s sucking every last drop you have to give him. You part your lips, ready to beg for him, but he’s thrusting his long fingers inside you—down to his knuckles—only to pull out and pump back in again. 

You moan his name, your back arching off the wall, your thighs trembling as he fucks into you. Logan smiles against you. “That feel good, pretty girl?” He asks, his fingers pumping in and out of your entrance at a rhythmic pace.

“S-so good, Logan,” you say, your voice shaky and uneven. His tongue flits out, flicking your clit before his lips wrap around the bud. He sucks again, harder this time, longer, his face buried deep inside your cunt, like he needs this. Needs to feel every inch of you. To explore you. To remember you. Your heart thunders in your chest as he thrusts in and out, his fingers hitting that sweet spot deep inside every time. 

Your walls flutter around him, squeezing him, taking him deeper. Logan laughs against you, the vibration rolling through your body in waves. “I know you’re getting closer, pretty girl,” Logan whispers, lapping at you between sentences. He looks up at you under those dark, hooded eyes as he plunges into you. “Let me get you there, wanna taste it when you come.”

You flutter around him again, his words threatening to spill the heat building at the bottom of your belly. “Lo,” you whimper as he brings a third finger to your entrance. 

“That’s it, pretty girl, say my name,” he demands, shoving the third finger deep inside on his next pump. 

“F-fuck,” you stutter, your legs shaking as you chant his name. Logan Logan Logan. 

“So fucked out that I’m all you can think about, huh?” Logan teases, edging you closer along. You moan in affirmation as Logan laves at you, stuffing his fingers deep inside. “So fucking beautiful,” he praises. “Doing so good for me.”

“L-Lo,” you choke out, clenching down around him. “I’m so close.”

You can feel yourself coming undone, melting into nothingness as he rams into you, sucking your clit roughly. “I know, princess. Let go for me, wanna feel you come on my fingers.”

Your hips buck and your legs tremble as you fall apart. Your orgasm crashes into you, pleasure coursing through your veins. Logan works you through it, his face still buried between your legs. His tongue laps at you softly, his fingers pumping slowly until they stall inside you. 

His gaze meets yours as he pulls his fingers out of your cunt and brings them to his mouth. His lips wrap around his fingers, and he sucks, savoring your release. He pulls his fingers out with a pop as he stands up. 

Logan presses his forehead to yours. “You know, there’s something else I want,” Logan says, his voice deep and raspy. “I’m not done with you yet.” He cages you in, a hand on either side of your head. 

“W-we need to be careful,” you stammer, nodding towards the door. “Someone could come in and—” Logan cuts you off. “Locked it the second we came inside, sweetheart,” Logan whispers, grabbing your dress and bunching it up around your waist. “No one’s coming in here. It’s just you and me, princess.” Logan pushes his hips into yours, and you can feel his erection straining against the fabric of his slacks. “Need you, darlin’.”

You wrap your arms around Logan’s back. “Need you too,” you pant. Logan’s lips find yours, crashing down needily, starvingly. He swallows your moans, one hand still collecting the fabric of your dress while his other tugs at his belt. He throws it to the floor with a clink and works at his button and zipper, pulling his pants and boxers down his legs. He hoists you up, one hand gripping your ass tightly, pushing your back against the wall for leverage.

“Fuck,” Logan curses, his hand guiding his cock to your entrance. Everything is rushed and frantic. He needs to be inside you, needs to feel you, needs to be as close to you as possible. His head slides through your folds, spreading your slick. “Wanted this for so long,” Logan huffs, his tip slipping into your slit. “My girl.”

With one thrust, he sinks himself deep inside you—down to the hilt. You’re suddenly so full, so whole. “Yours,” you answer as he pulls out and thrusts back in, somehow deeper this time. He’s everywhere and he’s everything. “All yours.”

Logan curses under his breath, panting your name as he sets a brutal pace. “Mine,” he growls between placing open-mouthed kisses to the crook of your neck. “All fucking mine.” His free hand slips between your bodies, finding your clit and drawing tight, rapid circles around the bud. 

You dig your nails into his suit jacket as he splits you open. You want to feel him—to feel his skin, his chest pressed against yours. But this will have to do for now. 

“Next time,” he mumbles, knowing exactly what you’re silently asking for. “You can have more of me next time, okay sweetheart?”

Next time. The words replay in your head as he fucks into you, taking everything you have to give. He knows you so well, already knows every curve and inch of your body, knows your dreams and desires. You fit, like two puzzle pieces, like magnets finally drawing together. 

His thumb brushes your clit soothingly before pinching roughly, sending a jolt of electricity up your spine. Logan thrusts in and out, his hips snapping against yours, the sound of skin against skin echoing throughout the foyer. 

“Feels so good, pretty girl,” Logan groans. “So fucking perfect, so tight.” Your walls flutter around him, and he grunts as you squeeze him. “Taking me so well.” 

You’re already close, every thrust bringing you to the edge, every flick of your clit sending you spiraling. It’s all too much. And it’s all because of him. 

“Lo,” you whine, his hips rocking into yours, his cock dragging along your walls. “I’m so…” You trail off, squeezing him again, taking him deeper. 

He moans your name, sinking inside you and pulling back out. “I know, princess, me too,” he murmurs, his pace faltering, his hips sputtering. “Come on my cock, wanna feel it,” he pants. “Wanna feel you. Forever.”

And then the tension snaps, heat spilling out of you as Logan thrusts again. He’s throbbing inside you, close behind. Pleasure pulses through your body, wave after wave. You wrap your legs tighter around Logan’s waist, keeping him close as he spills inside you, filling you up. He chants your name, his forehead pressing to yours, looking deep into your eyes as he comes undone.

Your chests heave together, sharing the same breath. His cock is still inside you. Everything is calm. Quiet. “So perfect,” Logan breathes, his lips finding yours again. “So fucking perfect.” He finally slips out of you and sets you down on the ground, keeping your dress bunched up around your waist. 

He leans over to the side, grabs a paper towel from a conveniently placed nearby roll, and sinks down to his knees. He’s cleaning you up, taking care of you, wiping away the mess spilling down your legs. He pulls your panties back up and kisses each of your thighs before standing and tossing the paper towel into the garbage by the door. 

He presses a chaste kiss to your forehead, letting your dress go. He fixes each of your straps, straightening them out, and smooths out your dress. “Beautiful,” he praises, swallowing harshly, as if he’s holding himself back from reaching out and taking you again. Part of you wishes he would.

But he bends over and pulls his pants and boxers up, tucking in his shirt, zippering and buttoning his slacks, and securing his belt back in place. He’s still a little disheveled—sweat on his brow, his hair out of place. But he looks perfect. He looks just like him. 

“You ready to go back out?” He asks, taking your hand in his. You nod and let him lead you outside and towards the tent. 

You find your seats just as dinner is being served. “Where’d you two go?” Scott asks, arching a brow. 

“Got a little too hot,” Logan says, smirking to himself. He finds your thigh under the table, squeezing gently, possessively. “Needed a break from the heat.”

You hum in affirmation, turning your head towards Logan. You can’t help the smile that spreads across your face. “That’s one way to put it,” you whisper so that only he can hear. 

He squeezes your thigh again, harder this time. His lips find the shell of your ear as the rest of the table starts up a conversation. “You’re coming back to my room tonight,” he husks. “Got it?” You can feel the heat rising to your chest as he separates from you. 

You nod, his hand still on your thigh. 

“Good, because I’m not finished with you yet.”

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Needier

A/n: Thanks for all the support. It is not necessary to read pt.1 to read this <3

Word Count: 3.6k

Pt.1

Warnings: Pervert Yuuta, panty sniffing, pining, male masturbation, pre mature ejaculation, edging, pussy eating, thigh humping, mentions of breeding, slight dubcon, multiple orgasms, pussy drunk

Yuuta Okkatsu would like to say that he is a patient man.

In fact he would even pride himself on this quality, that no matter how thin his restrain was stretched, no matter how much he was tested, out in the open, Yuuta Okkatsu remained composed

Of course, you wouldn’t know that. No, you certainly have no idea what a patient man Yuuta has been. Been for you. You have no idea that since that day, simply being near you is the ultimate test of his restraint. That every accidental touch sent a surge of electricity through his veins, coursing hot blood straight to his dick, and a swarm of most unholy thoughts on what he'd fucking do to you. You certainly haven't the faintest clue that beneath his calm smile, dark tired eyes, and casual conversation, his mind explores your body, fucks you until your creaming all over him, and makes you swallow every last drop of cum he'd fuck into your cute mouth.

There are times when he treads a line though. Subtly, almost imperceptibly, Yuuta finds excuses to be near you, to catch the faint scent of your shampoo or the unique fragrance that seems to encapsulate your essence. One time, he found himself in the dorm's laundry room, where your belongings were left slightly askew, a common sight among the hustle of Jujutsu student life. Among the disarray, a piece of your laundry accidentally catches his eye—pink underwear and a beige bra. His heart races with a mix of guilt and absolute longing as picks up the fabric and he buries his nose into the cloth, desperately breathing in your smell.

"F-fuck" Yuuta groans upon breathing your scent. How could you smell so fucking sweet? Damn it, his dick is already getting hard. But almost as quickly as he picked it up he puts your underwear down, chastising himself for the lewdness of his actions, the vulgarity.

Yes, Yuuta has resolved to bide his time. He will wait for the perfect moment, a serene pause in the rush of daily life, it is then when he will confess his feelings to you. It is then he won't have to be patient anymore.

His restraint always wavered at nightfall though. This night was no exception. Throughout the day, glimpses of you in your gym shorts and tank top haunted him, aroused him, etching a vivid image that refused to fade with the setting sun.

As he retreated to his room, the weight of the day's impressions bore down on him. The moment the door clicked shut, a sigh escaped his lips as he pulled out his dick and languidly fisted his length. Pre-cum was already dribbled on his pretty pink tip but he used the milky liquid to guide his hand up and down in fast fluid motions.

"Please, f-fuck please y/n" He whined, stumbling over to his bed where he could pull out the polaroid you took of him and yourself together. What would you think if you knew he had fucked himself almost every night to this seemingly wholesome selfie you took? Through heavy eyelids he gazes upon your face, the motion of his hand speeding up as the thoughts of you intensified. He wants to feel you so bad, be inside you, feel your walls squeeze around him struggling to take him in. How would your moans sound? How would your boobs feel like in his large palms, would you let him eat you out? Oh what a dream that would be, Yuuta doesn't think he'd stop licking your cunt if he ever got your chance. Yes, he'd make you feel so good, you'd make him feel so good, so much better than his fist, he's so close to cummin-

*ping*

Amidst the pleasure, Yuuta feels the vibration of his phone on his bed. He doesn't want to look not now, not now when he's so close, but his eyes accidentally wander to the screen, widening when they see the message is from you.

Blinking back the pleasure, Yuuta stops his ministrations, wipes his dominant hand on a piece of tissue, and grabs his phone. The screen lights up, and a jolt of surprise sends his heart plummeting when he sees your name. The message is simple,

"Wanna come over for a movie night in ten?"

His response is almost immediate.

"Yeah sure."

Yuuta's fingers tremble as he sends the message. Is this it? Is this the chance he has been waiting for? Hastily, he cleans his hands with a towel, discarding his current attire for something more casual. Stifling a soft groan, he tucks his half-hard dick into his sweatpants under his boxer's waistband. Then he replaces his white uniform coat with a graphic t-shirt, a more relaxed and inviting look

Checking his appearance in the mirror, he runs a hand through his black hair. He's always wondered how you perceived him. Did you find him as attractive like he did to you? Finally, unable to wait any longer, he exits his room. The short walk to your door feels like an eternity, each step heavy with a mix of nerves and excitement. He arrives, takes a deep breath to steady himself, and knocks softly.

Yuuta's breath almost catches in his throat when you open the door and his eyes fall upon your body and what you are wearing. You stand behind the door, bathed in the dim soft light of your bedroom, wearing a simple white tank top that Yuuta thinks is almost ethereal against your skin. One strap hangs loosely, teasingly off your shoulder, revealing the gentle curve of your collarbone and the subtle hint of your breast's outline. The fabric, light and airy, falls just short enough to offer a glimpse of your cute stomach and your black shorts that cling to your curves, sculpting the fat of your ass and the contours of your hips.

Is this what an angel look like Yuuta wonders?

"Yuu, hello Yuu, are you listening?" you wave your hand gently in front of his dazed eyes, trying to snap him back to the present.

"Oh yeah," Yuuta chuckles softly, "sorry just a little tired."

"Well you dont have to stand there come in!" you say through a smile, opening the door and stepping aside so Yuuta can come into your room.

As Yuuta steps over the threshold, a wave of your room's scent envelops him—the subtle blend of lavender and vanilla that he's caught hints of whenever you've been close, but never this intense. The scent sits on his tongue making Yuuta's head grow fuzzy. It's inviting, sweet, and intimate, filling the space with a warmth that makes the room seem cozier than its plain decor suggests.

Your room is tidy, with a soft pink rug adding a splash of color against the otherwise neutral tones. Your laptop is open on the bed, surrounded by a few scattered notes and pens. You sit down on the edge of the mattress, the bed shifting slightly under your weight, and pat the spot next to you, a silent invitation for him to join.

He takes a moment, thickly swallowing before moving towards you and taking the offered seat. The bed dips under his weight, bringing him slightly closer.

"So," you start, your voice a soft murmur in the quiet of the room, "wanna watch the new haikyuu movie? Ive been dying to see it'"

"S-sure" Yuuta manages to nod, his voice catching on the single syllable as he tries to focus on what you're saying rather than how close you are. He doesn't think he's ever been this close to you, your bodies are practically touching. He can see your facial expressions up close, and catch things he's never noticed before; like the twitch of your eyebrow or how you lick your lips when you focus on something 

The movie begins with its vibrant opening scenes, characters leaping across the screen in intense volleyball matches, but you couldn't even ask Yuuta the names of the characters. It seems to be about some guys getting their panties in a twist over volleyball ball. He doesn’t know and frankly, he doesn’t care. He's too acutely aware of your presence just inches away, the warmth of your shoulder brushing against his every so often. How if he really tried, he could lean in and see down your shirt.

He takes a deep breath, trying to steady his racing thoughts, and steals a glance at you. God you are beautiful. He wants to say something, to make some comment about the movie to show he's paying attention, but words fail him. Instead, he just shifts slightly, moving a fraction of an inch closer to you under the pretense of getting a better view of the screen.

Something important must've happened because suddenly, you grab his thigh in reaction to a particularly intense scene in the movie. The sudden touch sends an electric jolt through him, and his dick jumps with excitement. Yuuta has to bite his lip to stifle a groan just from your touch. His face flushes a deep red, and he turns to look at you, catching your excited expression as you watch the screen. Of course you have no idea what you are doing to him.

Yuuta tries to refocus on the movie, but it's a futile effort. The warmth of your hand seeps through his clothing, igniting a fire that makes his dick strain against his waistband. His mind races with thoughts of turning to you, of closing the distance between you with a kiss that he's been fantasizing about. Is this it? Is this the moment he has been waiting for? Yuuta swallows hard, his mouth dry, his thoughts swirling with the possibilities of what could happen if he just leaned in and fucking kissed you.

Now, now now.

Yes, Yuuta is a patient man, until he isn't.

Without another moment's hesitation, Yuuta acts on the impulse that has been building within him. His hand, shaky with anticipation and nerves, reaches out to gently grasp your chin, turning your face towards him. The sudden contact startles you, pulling your attention away from the screen to his intense, longing gaze.

"Yuu- what?" You say softly but he doesn't respond. Instead, as if driven by a force beyond his control, Yuuta leans in and his lips meet yours in a kiss that is both tentative and desperate. It's, needy, messy, and hungry, his lips devouring yours with all the pent-up yearning and silent adorations he's harbored, a kiss that speaks to how god damn patient he's been.

Your initial shock gives way to the unfolding reality of the moment. The warmth of his lips against yours sends a surge of emotion through you, mingling surprise with an escalating thrill. He didn't know it, but you have been patient too.

Yuuta's heart races as he senses your hesitation melting away. This can't be real, you are actually kissing him back. Your lips are so soft against his, Yuuta is damn near having an out-of-body experience from how sweet you taste. His fingers slide into your hair, deepening the kiss with a gentle assertiveness, as if afraid you might pull away. But you don't. Instead, you lean into him, parting your lips to let his tongue slide in and entangle with yours. Your own hands find their way to his broad shoulders, gripping them for balance and perhaps, in a way, for anchorage amidst his desperation.

As your lips part, you both are left breathless, a string of saliva connecting your panting mouths. You feel warmth blossom in your stomach when you meet Yuuta's gaze. He looks entirely bothered, pupils blown and dark black hair tousled from your roaming hands.

"More, please" Yuuta barely whispers before meeting his lips with yours again. This time he's bolder, one of his hands snaking under your white top to cup your boobs. "Oh fu-" He groans into your mouth, feeling the fat of your breasts fill in the gaps of his fingers as he squeezes and presses on the squishy skin.

Suddenly, Yuuta moves, his body positioning over yours in a fluid, careful motion and so his groin is on top of your thigh. For a moment your too absorbed in his messy kiss that you almost miss how he starts to grind his dick against your thigh.

"Ngh so good," Yuuta moans into your mouth, dragging his clothed crotch up and down your lower thigh, full on humping it. He knows he should stop, that he shouldn't be acting like some pervert, but Yuuta's brain is so fuzzy, so lost in the realization that you reciprocate his feelings and that this is actually happening, that he can't bring himself to do anything besides hump your leg like a he's in heat.

"Yuu, please...." You whine amongst his incessant kisses. You can feel a wet spot start to form on his sweatpants and you moan at the feeling of being used like a sex toy.

Yuuta wants to say something, something about how good he's feeling, something about the buzzing in his head and the warmth spreading through out his body. But he can't. Everything feels too good right now, too heavenly he can't even open his eyes or ignore the colors dancing across his eyelids. Your tongue feels so good against his, and your lips are so soft, he can't help but rut against your soft skin faster and harder, he can't stop himself from climbing high and higher into a euphoric bliss.

Then, it hits him. With a choked whine into your ear, Yuuta cums into his pants, leaving your thigh wet and sticky.

"Oh god baby I'm so sorry," he babbles, choking on each syllable from the aftershocks of his orgasm. Shit shit shit. How could be fuck up the opportunity so badly? Surly you were going to be disgusted by him, any moment now you were going to ask him to leave.

Reluctantly, he lifts his head to meet your gaze, taken aback by what he sees. You're panting, cheeks flushed, lips glossy from his kisses, and your eyelids heavy with arousal.

"No no, It's okay, Yuu" you murmur, petting the back of his black hair, "I mean, we can stop if you want-"

"No!" Yuuta cuts you off. "Please, I... I want this. Wanna fuck you so badly baby please." He whines into your neck, peppering kisses on your soft skin.

And how could you stay no?

You nod and Yuutas eyes light up. Immediately he’s pulling down your pants and underwear, eyes widening at the sight of your cunt. If you wanted, Yuuta thinks he could cum again just from looking at you. Your first instinct is to close your legs, to shield yourself from being so exposed from Yuuta's intense gaze. However, two strong hands firmly grasp the underside of your thighs and press them towards you, effectively folding you in half and spreading you wide open.

"Yuu..." You whine, but your protests fall upon deaf ears. Right now Yuuta is in a whole other world. Right now, in this moment, Yuuta thinks he must have died and gone to fucking heaven. His tongue darts out to wet his lips because oh god he is practically drooling right now at the sight of you. He knew you where beautiful but Jesus christ. He releases one of your thighs to spread your wet folds with his pointer and thumb, pupils dilating at the sight of your tight hole clenching around nothing.

"Yuu pl~"

Yuuta doesn't let you finish the sentence because he is already on you, his eager hot mouth enveloping your twitching clit, licking and sucking. His tongue flattens, softly lapping at your sensitive pearl before swirling it around, fast and gentle enough to have you whining.

“Oh god yuuta m’ gonna c-cum”

Your voice has him moaning into your cunt and aggressively rutting his hips into the bed for relief. At this rate he was going to cum before you again, and that couldn't happen, no he needed to be inside you first.

Yuuta immediately relinquishes his ministrations on your pussy with a loud ’pop’ making you whine at the loss of your release that was so close.

“Not now baby ok?" He says through a groan. "Wanna feel you first, been dreaming about."

Yuuta's pulling down his sweatpants now, and you watch with wide eyes as his long length springs out. You don't know what you expected but you didn't expect him to be so big. Pre-cum dribbles down his pink tip and along the length of his member.

"Yuu, I dont think- I think its gonna hu-" You choke out but your words fall upon deaf ears. He's already aligning himself with your hole, and you jerk at the pressure of his tip against you.

"Slow, slowly please." You whisper and Yuuta wants to listen to you, he really does, but every cell in his brain is screaming at him to do the opposite. Yuuta stills against you, and for a moment you think he's going to say something, even acknowledge your words.

"M'sorry baby." He murmurs into your ear before bullying his length all the way inside of you. The world spins and for a second Yuuta's mind goes completely blank, he doesn't even hear the moan that's been ripped from your throat. All the nights he's fantasized about this moment, the hours he spent jacking off and touching himself, everything, all disappeared the moment he slipped inside you. You felt good? Try euphoric. Yuuta wasn't even thinking thoughts he was seeing colors. How could he ever think his fist could compare to you? The way your walls sucked in and hugged him, so wet and warm, god, no amount of fantasizing could've compared to the real thing.

“Y-you gotta l-loosen up baby or im gonna ah~”

It was all too much, he had just slipped in you, and yet and he was down for the count. Everything was too good too fast, he couldn't stop the high that was approaching even if he wanted to.

"fuckfuckfuck baby pl-" Its too late. Thick ropes of cum spill inside you, there's so much of it it's escaping from the sides of his dick and dripping out your hole.

You whine at the warm feeling blossoming in your stomach, and before you can even get a word in, Yuuta reels his hips back and slams into you.

“No not gonna stop,” He said through gritted teeth and your eyes widen when you feel his already hard again dick continue to push into you.

Your toes curl at the sensation of Yuuta's dick pressing against your cervix. The friction and the stretch of his member has your mouth falling open and your tongue panting out. In a great display of strength, he pulls both of your legs over his shoulders and grabs your hands to pin them down with his. The new position has his dick reaching spots you could only dream about hitting with your fingers, and as his thrusts speed up, you desperately hold onto Yuuta hands with yours.

"So good yuu!" You wail as he presses kisses along your neck, his hips not so much as stuttering as they thrust in and out of you like he is in heat.

“So good baby you feel so good wanna fuck you every day, never stop fucking you." He feverishly groans into your skin. Every time he thrusts into you, his hips reel back so his length leaves you almost empty, only to ram back into you again to keep you full and dumb on his dick.

Unable to handle the sensation, your back arches and your heels dig into the muscles of his back. Yuuta doesn’t let up his pace, in fact, he increases it, pounding your cunt like he will never get a chance again. He wants to make you shake, make you moan and whine with pleasure, and fill your brain with only thoughts of him until you're begging him to fuck you more and more. His mind is foggy, everything just feels and looks so good, he’s not even thinking when he lets go of one of your hands and shoves his two fingers in your mouth, digits pressing down on your tongue and swirling around in the spit.

“Your gonna let me use you when ever I want right? Gonna be good for me right?"

You nod repeatedly, sucking on fingers like candy.

"Gotta lot of time to make up for, for teasing me so long"

You can tell he's close because his words start to end in curses, and his breath his getting ragged and faster. Luckily for him, you're close too. The pleasure building in your core is starting to become unbearable, and the muscles in your leg where becoming weary from how long they have been tightened.

"Please cum on me baby," Yuuta begs into your ear, punctuating his words with sharp fast thrusts.

Fap,Fap,Fap

The sound of his skin against you filled your ears and almost as soon as Yuuta asks, your hurled toward the best orgasm you have ever experienced. You felt like your mind was exploding, like electric white hot arrows of pleasure coursed through your vains. You could feel your body shakes from the euphoria, and Yuuta watches you with blown pupils as you cum on his dick.

"S-so pretty when you cum, your so pretty to cu-" Yuuta is quick to follow, and with a whine his body tenses up and his back arches like a bow. As he blows his load, you feel his warmth soak your battered pussy and his hot breath panting against your ear. Yuuta almost feels drunk right now from how intense the pleasure is and his mouth partly falls open as his orgasm washes over him. Even as his dick starts to soften, he still ruts himself into you, riding the aftershocks of his orgasm.

"So good baby so so good." He murmurs into your ear.

Yuuta is so glad he doesn't need to be patient anymore.

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