>There wasn't really any other way to put it.
>Noelle was interested in Kris's smell, though she'd yet to get close enough to truly decipher it, she'd picked up on it after their adventures in the Darkworlds.
>It'd been gnawing at the back of her mind what it was, maybe it was a fishy smell, perhaps he reeked only of sweat?
>She'd yet to learn, but the desire, the sheer need to know was there.
>Such a need would manifest itself one day as she and Kris walked through the halls, him leading infront of her, much like when they went on adventures together.
>It was here something caught her nose.
>The smell of apples?
>She hadn't been consciously thinking about it before but coming from somewhere was the smell of apples, though faint it gave off enough of a scent for her to smell it.
>Intrigued by this scent, she closed the distance with Kris, and in turn, the smell became greater and greater.
>She ran the idea through her head only once, not subjecting it to the usual scrutiny that she usually subjected her ideas to, compelled by something greater than herself, something deep within her core.
>She would give Kris a quick sniff, just on the back of his scarf, where it met his hair, it's not like he'd notice right?
>Leaning in the scent became overwhelming, and a sniffing very quickly became a huffing.
>God it was enrapturing, Kris smelled like apples, crisp apples, freshly picked from their tree sitting in a wood bucket waiting for some passerby to notice them and take one and admire it.
>It's smooth texture, it's smell, it's soft yet bold voice, it's toned physique, i-
>"Uhhhh Noelle?"
>Quickly shaken from her stupor Noelle had realized what she'd done.
>Her simple desire to know more about Kris's smell had led her to begin huffing his hair in the middle of the hallway, seemingly zoned out and unresponsive to everything around her, even Kris for a brief time.
>Quickly stammering out a stream of apologies, Noelle could feel something else inside her.
>A need for more.
