I choke off an interested growl as our scents rise in response, an enticing blend of alpha and omega.
I’m not overthinking now with all the blood rushing to my cock, but I still vaguely remember there’s some reason I shouldn’t act on this tension between us.
“So, everyone feels better now, right? Back to normal,” Charm says, chipper tone diffusing the situation.
“Why don’t you go with Magnus and Cato and have them draw you a bath,” I tell Hestia. “There’s a bathroom with a wood-fired bathtub upstairs. We’ll get dinner going and eat when you’re out.”
“That sounds nice. You’re going to sit down and relax while I’m gone, aren’t you?” she says sternly.
“I’ll sit down right after we have the food cooking, I promise,” I say.
Hestia narrows her eyes at me and nods, pausing to give me one last look before following them up the stairs.
I’m finally breathing easy thanks to her.
We have a safe place to wait out the blizzard, and we’re able to provide Hestia with a hot bath, a hot meal, and a warm bed.
Everything will be just fine.
Chapter 28
Hestia
Magnus and Cato kindly got my bath heating, whereupon I quickly shooed them out.
I didn’t notice I had to pee until they turned the water on, and then I was dying. Not surprising, it’s been hours since I last went. Thankfully I held out long enough to do it in private.
After using the facilities and stripping out of my clothes, I gratefully sank into the warm water to enjoy a nice soak.
Washing off the stress sweat was a treat. Cato even found some herbal soap bars in a cabinet, which really livened up this bath.
They left me with the few bottles of descenters they had, along with the ones I have in my bag. The bottles aren’t big, but they’ll last a few days.
Hiding our scents shouldn’t be a concern though. It’s not like it’s a job requirement, it’s just…
The way they responded so strongly to my scent. I don’t know how I could work with them while ignoring how delicious their natural scents are. Not to mention,myscent wasalmost as strong as when I perfume. I couldn’t walk around embarrassing myself like that, when just talking to them gets me going.
My suppressants are still working, so I wasn’t actually perfuming. It probably seemed that way because it’s been so long since I smelled myself without scent dampeners.
I have a bottle of suppressants in my bag and more in my emergency kit. I won’t have to worry about breakthroughs even if we’re stuck here for a while.
Surely I can handle smelling my teammates for a few days, even if they don’t use descenters.
Currently it feels like their scents are stuck in my nose, tickling my brain in strange and unusual ways (mostly horny ways), but it will be fine. I’ll just pretend that’snothappening, and everything will be okay.
I can restrain myself.
I sink down until the water is just under my nose, hiding my red face in the steam even though there’s no one around to see it.
Getting snowed in with them is just a test of my professionalism. If I think about it like that, I know I’ll ace the exam. I always get the highest marks.
Question #1: What do you do when you get snowed in with your bosses, who you’re desperately attracted to, and everyone’s descenters are wearing off?
Answer: You fuck them.
Wait, no.
Fuck.
