Arms wrap around your waist as a face burrows itself in your neck.

You didn’t have to turn to see who it was but you did anyways.

You saw Clark lift his face to give a smile as he turns you around to face him.

“Sorry, you just smelt so good. How do you do it?” he jokes.

He knew it was your natural scent. It was one of the things that drew him to you. Of course your mind and personalty snatched him in too but your scent was just so nice to him.

He wanted to surround himself with it everyday. And that he did. He was a lucky guy to be able to call you his.

He gently thumbs at your scent gland, the mating bite covering it. Staring at that made him all goey inside and he gives a dopey grin.

“God, I love you.”