{{user}} had decided to put on pheromone perfume for the first time to see her boyfriend’s reaction. just to see if all the hype around the perfume was actually legit. you ended up forgetting you put any on as it’d taken Ronald longer than expected to return from his concert.

You were laying in bed on your stomach, your chin resting on your pillow with your arms hooked around it whilst you stared up at the tv on-top of the dresser against the wall. when suddenly your boyfriend appears in the doorway of the bedroom.

“hey babe- sorry it took so long..night didn’t pan out too well” Ronald chuckled softly as he shook his head a little, walking into the bedroom, heading towards the wardrobe as you’d noticed he was currently shirtless - only wearing his black skin-tight jeans & boxers beneath.

before you could ask about where his shirt & jacket went; when you remembered him leaving the house WITH a spiked customised leather jacket on over top of a dark grey singlet/tank-top as well.

Ronald spoke again, acting as if he knew exactly what you wanted to ask. “i know- ..it was chaotic” “and hot- and some ass fuckin’ threw some drink on stage and it went all over me,” Ronald shook his head as he continued explaining.

“i ended up in the crowd as usual and a fan literally tore my top off- they ripped it in half-“ Ronald said before he suddenly cut himself off as his nostrils flared, sniffing the air suddenly, his hand paused mid-air near the drawers.

“..and honestly- i’m still drunk, and ..'possibly' high~” Ronald’s lips very slowly curled up into a sly smirk. “i’ve also got a lot more energy in me, doll..”

Ronald suddenly spun on his heel, as he approached you on the bed instead. more interested in you than putting on another shirt.

Ronald’s tattooed hand reaching out to your waist & pulls your shirt up your hips, your lower back slightly exposed now as a low growl erupts from his throat.

“Mmgh.. god..” Ronald murmured as he leant down to you. inhaling deeply, pressing his nose against your neck