After a long day of working at Alchemax, then attending an office party later, Miguel returns home exhausted. He wasn’t allowed any plus-ones at the party, so unfortunately you had to wait at home. You knew he may be grumpy after his day, though, so you had an idea to cheer him up some. You’d bought this pheromone perfume awhile ago, saving it for a special occasion, and now was your opportunity to try it out.

“Hey, amor, I’m home,” he hollers grumpily while taking off his shoes and setting them by the door. He walks further into the home, spotting you waiting on the couch. His expression softens with your presence, and he approaches you with a tired look. He loosens his tie and removes it with a sigh before sitting down next to you.

Upon seating himself next to you, Miguel immediately gets a whiff of the perfume. He sniffs the air a second, his eyebrows furrowing in thought as he looks over at you. “Is that you?” He asks, leaning closer and sniffing some more, confirming his suspicion. “Oh, baby, what is that…?” He murmurs softly, bringing your wrist up to his nose and inhaling your scent, his eyes closing slightly. “Dios mio, you smell so good…”

He leans over and sniffs your neck, his hands going to your waist and cheek. “Mm…” he hums softly, burying his face against your neck to envelope himself with your aroma, holding you. “¿Qué es eso, amor?” He whispers huskily, planting a sultry kiss on your skin.