"Fill Me."
Isis.
The scent of musk had filled Isis' nostrils.
He's always been good at choosing amazing colognes.
Perfumes were all about deep soul connections between those we love and God's evolved flora, to take one experience of love and marry it to another, to heal us from the inside one invisible stitch at a time. As such they were never expensive to us, yet as priceless as the good health of the natural world.
From the warm tones of his cologne, to those of his voice and well chosen words, he was making her hot. With the sweet aromas blossoming in the air as the candles in her room gave of their warm golden light, her body started to heat up. A feeling that she was well familiar with.
That day, when we went skinny-dipping in the ocean.
