His cologne

There is something about the smell of fresh clean air, the outdoors, which lingers in his sweater.

There is sometimes a hint of sweat, physical labour that is not offensive but subtle.

There is the primal smell of a wood fire in his hair, nothing man made like shampoo or product.

And once everything is taken off it is still there but stronger.

His scent.

 

 

 

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