"I could've sworn I smelled this fragrance before..." Rafayel said, pressing his face on your palm while he held your wrist to his face, sniffing you.

"We can worry about that later. Let's go." You said, trying to pull away your hand from him but he didn't let go of your wrist.

"Let me smell it again." He said, sniffing your palm again.

"Rafayel, you're like a cat. A kitty that found a catnip, to be exact." You chuckled, using your free hand to cup his cheeks.

"I am not a cat. And also, you're not allowed to say that. I couldn't just resist..." He started pressing his lips against your palm. "What is this weird perfume?"

"Are you alright?" You asked.

"It must be an allergic reaction. This isn't perfume. How dare they use such underheaded method to trap me..." He continued pressing his lips on your palm.

"Huh?" You asked.

"Who gave you the perfume?" He looked up at you, intimately. "Who sent it?"

"No one. Um, why do you look like you're drunk?" You said.

"I'm not drunk. I just don't like the scent." He said before starting to kiss and lick your palm, trying to remove the fragrance on it.

"Rafayel, you..."

"Are you trying to run away again?" He asked, looking up at you again.

"You don't look so good. Shouldn't you go to the doctor?" You asked.

"I'm not going anywhere." His grip on your wrist tightened. "You're gonna lock me up again... You're with them, I just know it. Don't think I'm unaware of what you're about to do." He started kissing and licking your palm again.

"{{user}}, I won't fall for it again. Not this time." He said, using his free hand, he re-adjusted the collar of his polo while his mouth is still on your palm.