#hot perfume

[mursalin1998]

The Art of Perfume:

A Fragrant Expression of Style and Personality

Perfume is a blend of aromatic essential oils and fragrance compounds that creates a pleasing scent. It's a personal expression of style, mood, and individuality. With various notes like floral, citrus, woody, and spicy, perfume enhances one's presence and can evoke emotions and memories. Whether it's for daily wear or special occasions, the right fragrance can leave a lasting impression, making it an essential part of personal grooming and self-expression.

[billsmithsposts]

Unleash Your Inner Fire: A Guide to Hot Perfumes

The world of fragrance is vast, offering something for every mood and personality. But for those seeking a scent that ignites, a perfume that embodies confidence and heat, a hot perfume is the answer. This guide delves into the world of these captivating fragrances, exploring their characteristics, key notes, and the emotions they evoke. What Makes a Perfume “Hot”? Hot perfumes aren’t just…

[blueberrybeomgyu]

୨⎯ "delicate" ⎯୧ (kdh)

+*:🍰:*﹤smut, sub!leehan, choking, handjobs / wc: 1.6k / masterlist

✧･ﾟ: *

leehan has this way of loving you that makes you feel heavy, vulnerable, suffocated in the best way possible. with wide, watery eyes, he stares at you like you raise the sun and lower the moon, even now, when you have him pinned against the wall and your hand working his cock rapidly. 

his head is leaning back against the surface, but his glossy eyes are locked on you. you want to shy away from all that adoration, but it's useless – your eyes always fall back on leehan, leaking with every gross, lovesick emotion you could ever feel for another person because you're no better than him.

his hips are meeting you halfway, thrusting into your palm. his neck is flushed and decorated with bruises you sucked into it moments prior, and weak, raspy noises leave it continuously. you lean up to suck more kisses onto it, lick stripes along his adam's apple, and he groans at the feeling. 

you pull away to see the new marks already coloring, shiny with saliva, and you reach up to wipe the area clean. your hand falters on his cock, distracted, and it's like something else is controlling you when your fingers drag across his throat again, feeling at the bump protruding from it. you lightly press on it. 

leehan huffs out a deep breath, and you tear your eyes away from his throat to look back at his face. his eyebrows are furrowed in a silent plea, so you try it again, pressing your thumb against his throat a little harder. you're careful not to actually hurt him, and your breath catches at the way his eyelashes flutter. 

you position your hand so your palm is touching his adams apple, hand wrapped around his throat, and look at him again, check in on him. 

“is this okay?” you ask, voice quiet and gentle. his eyelids are lower now, quivering like he's struggling to keep them open. his nod is short, movements restricted by your hand. he swallows, and you're addicted to the way you can feel his throat constrict and release under your hold. his hands are resting on your hips, so you bring one up and wrap it around your wrist. he lets you guide him easily, body pliant where it's slumped against the wall. 

“will you tap me if you want me to stop?” you ask just loud enough so he can hear you, because you're afraid the air will crumble to pieces around you if you disturb it. he lets out a faint, breathless “okay,” a tiny vibration against your palm that makes your panties wetten.

your fingers squeeze around his throat lightly, just to test the waters, and leehan's eyes flutter shut again. you give him a second to regain himself, and when his eyes open up again, falling onto your own, you wrap your free hand back around his cock.

his breath catches at the feeling, and he lets out a shaky sigh as you start a slow pace. you speed up gradually, and when your pace is back to how it started, rapid and relentless, only stopping every so often to thumb along his tip, you tighten your grasp on his neck, feel the delicate structure in your hold. 

leehan's head knocks back against the wall, pretty eyes squeezing shut and grip on your wrist tightening. you pay close attention to see if he'll tap you, if he needs you to stop, but he doesn't. 

“look at me, hannie.” you whisper. you're not sure he heard you, but after a couple of seconds, his eyelids flutter open. they're lower now, from the force of his creased eyebrows, threatening to close again. it's surprising – leehan is usually the one advocating for eye contact, but he can barely keep his eyes open. it's powerful to strip away the one demand he always gives you, to flip the switch and give it to him instead. you loosen your hold on his throat and rub the head of his dick again, gentler this time, because he's trying to say something. 

“breathe, c-can’t–” he gasps out, hips rocking into your touch desperately. his voice is hoarse, words broken up as you continue stroking his cock, squeezing around it lightly, squeezing around his throat simultaneously, cutting off whatever else he had to say. 

precum is leaking from his tip, spreading along your hand and his shaft, making your strokes messy and smooth. you lean up to speak near his ear. 

“you're so tender like this, with your life in the palm of my hand. d’you like it, hannie?” leehan likes when your voice is soft but teasing, whispering dirty words where only he can hear, so that's what you do.

his response is just a pathetic string of choked-off noises, nails digging into your wrist. he's stunning, but you tell him he looks pathetic, watch as the words settle along his skin. his mouth is hanging open uselessly, drool running down his chin. you attach your lips to his, kissing him roughly, while he pants into your mouth, desperate for the little air he can get. 

he’s trembling, grip sporadic as it tightens and loosens around your wrist. you watch as his eyes roll back into his head. his cock is hot and heavy in your hand, and it twitches right before he's spurting cum all over your palm. you release his throat, using your now free hand to press his hips against the wall as you work him through it. his throat is scratchy, whines breathless as he weakly tries to push your hand away from his overstimulated cock. 

you kiss away stray tears that fell at some point and left streaks behind on his cheeks, rubbing his shoulders soothingly as he catches his breath. he's just as beautiful now, face pink and eyes sparkling with stars in them, and you bask in it, sure that your own eyes are shining with love as well.

✧･ﾟ: *

a/n : a leehan choking fic that literally no one asked for, if you sent an ask i'm working on it sweeties <33 pls lmk if u read this & see any typos

[clownehorde]

these two are responsible for so much bi panic

[sf-libet]

I think the thing with perfume sensitivity that gets me so good is the fact that like, there's such a strong degree of separation from the cause, and yet such a strong connection to it, too.

Like, with something like chhinkni, you have to intentionally put it in your nose. Yeah that's hot, yeah it's hot that it works so effectively, but there's some extra intentionality to it that makes it somewhat stale after a while.

With something like pollen, or even dust (which is maybe my second favorite in this respect?) it's more of an ambient type thing. You can directly relate it to its cause (a flower covered in pollen, a dusty cabinet, etc) but it's still generally the ambient particles in the air that are causing the actual effect. It feels like too much separation to me--still nice, but feels more like a natural sneeze if anything.

Perfume is like the perfect blend, not to mention it's typically very effective if you're actually sensitive.

It's got the intentionality--you have to buy it, spritz it--release it from its cage, as it were. And from there, it's got the ambient power--logistically speaking, it's the particles of the scent getting up your nose, particles which are particularly concentrated in the bottle for this purpose, but more than anything, it's the scent--it's this sticking, very slowly dissipating concentration of scent which hangs in the air and sticks to everything it touches, in turn making that thing a new source for the scent.

You generally can't see it. But you'll know it's there, you can feel its presence, even from this distance. Even this far from the initial spritz.

You can feel its aura. And it's gonna make you sneeze.

[lavsnz]

we all know & love someone sneezing like crazy in the perfume aisle, but i raise you this:

masc & fem girlfriends shopping for a new cologne for the masc, except the fem is insanely allergic to something in most colognes. they have to bring multiple travel packs of tissues or multiple handkerchiefs with them when they go searching because just the scent on the tester papers will send the fem into fits of 3-5 sneezes each depending on how allergic she is to the scent. the masc blesses her every sneeze & rubs her back during the harsh ones. bonus points if the fem doesn’t have a super girly sneeze

the couple opts to take home the cologne that doesn’t set off the fem’s nose & also the cologne that sets it off the most because one or both of them have the kink

[dollyiia]

[beaft]

just bought a sample of this perfume and gosh, i really wish a full bottle didn't cost fuckin £170, because the reviews aren't lying this shit is great. makes me smell like an expensive car

[he11okitt33]

found the britney perfume on clearance :'3

it smellz soo0oo g0od !! ^_^

[heartshapedchloe]

thats hot

[chettyspagetti]

CONFETII 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 I’m needing more ideas to draw them …. Any middle school or highschool headcannons you have for them are 100% appreciated

[angelmush]

what’s everyone’s fave fall fragrance PLEASE tell me

[huellitaa]

walking through my little town on my way to pick up groceries in the cutest outfit after an everything shower listening to sabrina carpenter with my melody tote bag on my shoulder on a summer evening is this what life is meant for

[gl1tt3rsn0rt3r]

Guys would be more attractive if they started wearing perfume. Like ur a cutie but u also smell like vanilla cake?? Okay bro ima kiss u come here👅

[sweetheart-madison]

I just had someone ask in DMs what my perfume smells like🤭

I smell like sweet vanilla all of the time, I like the sweet things… what can I say?🤍

[vanillsgrll]

i want him on me!!!!! 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ𐙚