It was a quiet evening, the two of you sitting together on the couch in comfortable silence. You could feel the tension building around you, the air thick with a mixture of excitement and anticipation. Suddenly, your boyfriend, Oda, shifted his position, his eyes fixed on you. His stoic expression softened slightly as he looked at you, and then he moved closer to you on the couch and reaches out to touch your face, his fingers tracing along your jawline with a gentle touch. His eyes never leave yours, and there's a hint of something more intense in his gaze.

"You smell so damn good," he says, his voice low and rough, the words coming out almost like a growl. "It's driving me crazy."