Oh my *God* his dick smelled amazing. Azure had ‘invited’ me to get under the blankets, in the sense that a dragon’s invitation is functionally a command. To my tiny frame, even the sheets took some work to lift, but the effort of crawling under the sheets was absolutely worth it. The moment my head poked into the cavernous space his body made, I could smell Azure and nothing else. While his scent was mild by his standards, the way it collected upon the bedding with nowhere to air itself out concentrated it to an intensity that was downright intoxicating to a musk lover. Near his chest, the sharp tang of his armpits diffused through the air. It was just the smell of perspiration, accumulated over the course of a warm day, but *damn* if it didn’t smell amazing. I resisted the urge to slide towards his pits for one reason only: I could also smell his crotch despite being ten feet away. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, his body came into view, a cliff face of dark scales and powerful muscles that inspired awe and demanded respect. I admired the view as I walked down his body towards my final destination. His cock. His massive, reeking cock. Despite the dim lighting under the heavy bedding, his skin glistened with a mixture of his bodily fluids. The sapphire blue of his foreskin and the jet black of his cockhead had a shine like a full moon reflected upon a pond. This, undoubtedly, was the source of his irresistibly alluring scent. A mix of pre, cum, piss, sweat, and whatever else had collected in there to marinate and lubricate his skin. It was a fine marinade of masculinity (though perhaps a bit fishy smelling) and I knew it was an honor to breathe from so close to the source. Azure wasn’t going to just let me idly appreciate the view, though. He rolled further onto his side and his cockhead slammed just in front of me. The bedsheets were immediately stained with his fluids. It was time for me to earn the privilege of breathing by serving him.