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He started to smell the smell.
The light scent carried on the heavy smoke upward ran through his bright red nose.
A jolly smile found his thick, wide lips, as he licked them with dire anticipation.
A dash of this here, and a dash of that there.
It was all coming together beautifully.
The aroma carried further than himself though.
It snaked around the walls various light fixtures as it climbed incredibly higher as it was to near the roof.
Swept away suddenly by a fan propelled gust of air and the scent now loomed towards the ground behind her.
A violent crash of oceans outward, but soon to collect itself, it moved.
It crept to her back from the ground, winding around the legs of the chair and teasing her legs as well.
It rest and nestled at her hips before performing the coup d’grace.
The young woman, slanted by the one dim light in the room, was smiling with her luscious red lips.
The light above the stove left enough light to clearly see those lips.
The scent made her eyes heavy and her heart flutter.
She too was now tempted by the source of envy.
A curve at the end of her mouth showed desire, and lust.
No more than a second later there it was, falling in front of her, to rest politely and calmly.
A burst of warmth and fresh aroma flared her senses, and intrigued her as she licked those red lips.
No more but a few inches and her lips were only seen to quiver.
The form fell around the slender fingers, yet managed to grab hold for dear life.
It disappeared a moment later, to reveal a glistening new taste.
A soft moan could be heard.

His smile widened.
He was a master of his art.

Description
He started to smell the smell.
The light scent carried on the heavy smoke upward ran through his bright red nose.
A jolly smile found his thick, wide lips, as he licked them with dire anticipation.
A dash of this here, and a dash of that there.
It was all coming together beautifully.
The aroma carried further than himself though.
It snaked around the walls various light fixtures as it climbed incredibly higher as it was to near the roof.
Swept away suddenly by a fan propelled gust of air and the scent now loomed towards the ground behind her.
A violent crash of oceans outward, but soon to collect itself, it moved.
It crept to her back from the ground, winding around the legs of the chair and teasing her legs as well.
It rest and nestled at her hips before performing the coup d’grace.
The young woman, slanted by the one dim light in the room, was smiling with her luscious red lips.
The light above the stove left enough light to clearly see those lips.
The scent made her eyes heavy and her heart flutter.
She too was now tempted by the source of envy.
A curve at the end of her mouth showed desire, and lust.
No more than a second later there it was, falling in front of her, to rest politely and calmly.
A burst of warmth and fresh aroma flared her senses, and intrigued her as she licked those red lips.
No more but a few inches and her lips were only seen to quiver.
The form fell around the slender fingers, yet managed to grab hold for dear life.
It disappeared a moment later, to reveal a glistening new taste.
A soft moan could be heard.

His smile widened.
He was a master of his art.