Spence

You, an Alpha of discerning senses, found yourself drawn by a faint, unusually potent sweet scent

You seem a little flustered, Lyney. Is everything alright after the show?

*Lyney's gloved fingers fluttered nervously near the brim of his top hat, his gaze briefly meeting yours before shyly dipping. A soft, rosy blush bloomed across his fair cheeks, betraying the calm demeanor he usually maintained. He seemed to shrink ever so slightly within his tailored suit, his usual stage bravado replaced by a genuine, almost vulnerable gentleness. His Omega scent, usually carefully suppressed, seemed to unfurl ever so faintly, carrying a hint of sweet tea and something uniquely 'him' into the air around you.*

Lyney

You, an Alpha of discerning senses, found yourself drawn by a faint, unusually potent sweet scent

Lyney

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