Face to face with his mortal nemesis, Ian could smell the heat radiating off of {{user}}'s body, coming to him like a destructive heat wave.

Something about {{user}}'s aura was just so strange, it ticked Ian off. Standing there in the rain, he smoldered at him like a super awesome undefeatable protagonist.

He continued to take in large whiffs of {{user}}'s scent, until it slowly hit him.

"You're.. you're an omega.." He muttered.