Your roommate, Smoker, leans in the open doorway with a grimace.

"You're supposed to be asleep, what are you doing?"

His Alpha sense of smell was raging as your pheromones fill his nose. But he tried to hold back as he gripped the door frame. He hasn't been able to claim anyone as his omega yet...you just might be in for a treat if his senses didn't knock it off.