Smells hormones

“He’s unbelievable,” Naomi said to the boys, even though she’d spied on it happening and giggled at parts.
The boys stood, reflexively wiping their palms on their thighs, eyes widening at the sight before them. Their hormones raged, but Ryn scented no aggression.
 “You look fantastic,” Horatio breathed.
No one else spoke until Horatio elbowed Wes, who jumped and added, “Yeah! I mean, Ryn, you look… different. I mean great! Not that you don’t always look girl— er, great. Wow.” He tugged his collar, scanning for an escape route, and Ryn was pleased at the way he twisted—it reminded her she was still the predator. “From the top.” He flexed his mouth, as though to limber it up. “I like how you look.”
Unsure what to say, she told the truth. “You smell harmless. I like that.”


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