Chapter 5

Andy's POV

"Urg, I thought you'd have forgotten about it," Ash complained as his hand wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me tighter into his side and throwing the blanket over our bodies with his other hand, his actions doing an entire thing, while his mouth spewed out complaints.

"Not a chance," I mumbled as I wrapped my arms around his waist and squeezed at his bare waist a little, feeling his warm skin press into my chest and my arms while my head lay almost underneath his jaw.

It was a dangerous position that we were both in because any slight movement could lead my nose into his throat, and I'd have no control over my wild as fuck urges at that moment. I breathed in deeply and puffed it out slowly against his warm skin, feeling Ash's thick scent start to fill up my head fast.

I was glad that he didn't complain on the first day I had summoned courage and wrapped my arms around his waist while cuddling, and since then, it has become a routine during our cuddles.

I felt my eyes start to droop just a few minutes into the cuddle. To my disappointment, I was looking forward to watching those new episodes with Ash.

I peeled my eyes open when Ash shook my shoulders a little.

"Really? Are you falling asleep? Your stupid previous episode hasn't even played halfway yet."

I pinched his naked waist with my nails and enjoyed the feeling of his jolting body against my chest before mumbling quietly, "It's not stupid, and I'm not falling asleep."

My lips moved against a spot on his jaw as I spoke, and it had felt like he had shivered a little as my lips barely ghosted over his warm skin, or it could also be that I imagined things up.

"You are. See? There is a drool on my chest." He continued, and I pulled out of his embrace and sat up immediately in horror while rubbing my fingers against my eyes fast.

"Where's the drool?" I demanded while checking his chest for any sign of drool but finding nothing. I glared up into his grinning face before drawing my legs before me and resting my head on my knees with my arms wrapping around my calves.

"Aw c'mon, I was just teasing you, you know you don't drool, that was just to get the sleep away from your head, and it did work." Ash cajoled as he pried my arms away from my legs effortlessly while trying to pull me into his arms, and I went willingly because I was such a slut for Ash's cuddles and also because breathing in his scents directly made tiny shivers run down my spines continuously. At this point, the slick was going to start seeping out of me in a little while. It was how outrageously his scent affected my body, coupled with the fact that I was feeling his hard body against mine.

We were once again pressed against each other with his hand over my shoulders while my hands were squeezing him tight against me once again, the hold we both had on each other, so much tighter and firmer than it was before. We both knew that regular friends do not behave like this, but somehow, the fact that we were each other's best friends was just enough excuses for the both of us.

At least, that was my excuse.

After some time had passed, I was barely paying attention to the episode playing on the television because I was focusing all my attention on trying to cloak the scent of my slick, which was starting to leak out of me a little. Then I felt Ash's fingers begin to move slowly over a part on my shoulder where my hoodie had fallen over to expose the expanse of skin there, and that was enough to disrupt the concentration I had been focusing on trying to cloak up my aroused scent.

I bit my bottom lips to stop myself from whimpering embarrassingly on feeling tiny sparks sizzle underneath each contact his fingers made with my heated, sensitive skin– his fingers inched towards the curve of my exposed throat slowly, and I held my breath instantly. I prayed he doesn't move an inch towards the position where the patch of my scent gland was at, and also that he doesn't caress my neck with his fingers because I knew my self-control was going to break loose at that point.

"When's your heat? Tomorrow?" Ash suddenly asked, and I almost fell off the couch in shock, but his hold over my shoulders stopped me. I took in a deep breath, glad that his fingers had stopped moving over my skin at least.

"In three or four days. Why?" I answered as naturally as I could without giving away the fact that discussing my heat at this moment was making my stomach flip once again, making me imagine unbelievable embarrassingly hot scenes in my head when he'd offer to spend it with me, which only meant one thing, that we were going to have mad sex every time my body demanded it until it's over.

"Oh, you just smell some kind of way, which was why I thought it was your heat surfacing." He replied, making me halt the thoughts in my head as I absorbed his answer, my cheeks growing hot in embarrassment.

"Smelling in what kind of way? I don't smell any weird smell coming off me. Is it a bad smell?" I demanded, my heart almost sliding into my throat in nervousness as I awaited his reply.

To my shock, he pulled me into his side in such a way that made my world flipped and buried his nose into my hair. Then he proceeded to inhale a deep and audible breath into his lungs before puffing the breath out slowly, and my lips were left parted throughout the whole thing before an unintelligible sound managed to slip out after a few seconds. I felt my eyes fluttering a little, and I took in a deep, shaky breath, swallowing emptily as his body moved against mine due to the inhale and exhale movements.

His scent changed right after that, it got more intense, dangerous, and more intoxicating, and I felt my head start to tilt to the side in a way that exposed my throat to him before I could even register what it was that I was doing.

"Nah, it's not a bad smell; you smell like a snack, a very tempting snack." He finally replied, and I felt my mouth go dry immediately. In contrast, my mouth parted to mutter a quiet 'oh.' I used the last strength and dignity I had left in me to tug my head back up until I wasn't embarrassingly exposing my throat to him the way I had done, some moments ago.

We had both remained quiet after that, and I was grateful that his fingers had stopped their movements entirely on my still exposed shoulder. I guess he was somehow regretting some things which he had done tonight, like admitting to me that I smelled like a snack, amongst some other things.

He had thankfully not commented on the way I had shamelessly bared my throat to him minutes ago, as well as how I was sure my aroused scent must have made its way to his sensitive nose.

After a few more hours with me shamelessly falling asleep in the middle of the first episode of the new season, Ash said he wasn't in the mood to see the new episodes anymore after he had woken me up, and we had both headed into our different rooms after turning off the television.

I fell on my bed as soon as I got into my room; I've been fighting sleep almost throughout the cuddle session with Ash, and I drifted off to sleep the moment I pulled our used blanket over my nose and inhaled our mixed scents deeply into my lungs, a blissed-out sigh falling out of my lips before I got pulled entirely under.