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Scent Match - Part 10 (Augustine x Amber)

lycan x human celebrity x non-celebrity contemporary fantasy

(Note: Started with an anon asking for the phrase prompt, “Oh. Oh.”)

Summary: When Amber Dyer decided to attend a Creator Con, she never expected to run into Of Wolf and Blood lycan heartthrob, Augustine Prime.

But, there he was, stooping over her table, asking to buy the unflattering drawing of his character. Valuing integrity over taking money from a celebrity and running (though she was sorely tempted,) Amber finishes the sketch and delivers it to Augustine.

However, he continues to doggedly pursue her and entwine their lives.

All because of her scent.

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The longer Augustine left Amber alone, the quicker her temperature fell. What was she doing? If they had sex, she'd just be a notch in his belt, right? Hell, he probably was planning to get a new number after this weekend so even giving her his contact info meant nothing!

Even if he was genuine, he'd get tired of her, bored. Or find someone that matched his lifestyle better. Best to leave on a high note and with some dignity intact. If she moved fast, she might even be able to sneak out while he was busy on the call.

"Alright, back," Augustine announced loudly as hereventured the room. He hopped back on the bed, sprawled onto his side as he flashed a teasing grin at Amber. "Now where were we?"

She stared at him, suddenly struck by his amiable smile and unarguably attractive face. Yeah, there was no way this wouldn't end poorly for her, no matter what he said or what she wished. "I should get going."

The way his features fell made Amber jump off the bed and start for the door. She wasn't about to be caught by his puppy drg eyes. She wasn't going to be guilted into anything further!

"Wait!" Augustine yelped, lurching forward and snagging Amber's wrist. She froze, eyes wide and staring at where he grasped her. Heat raced up her arm, tingling through her bones.

Augustine swallowed, realizing he had moved before thinking as the wolfish ears atop his head sagged. It was too late to release her and he couldn't bring himself to loosen his fingers. "Please, stay."

"I'm not interested in doing anything else," she stiffly bit out. Despite the steel in her fore, she didn't pull away from him. She didn't know why. Maybe a small part of her wanted to see what he'd do, see if he'd let her go or push his desires.

"That's fine." A relieved smile fluttered over Augustine's face, his ears pricking forward. He stared up at Amber from his position still partially seated on the bed. "I just want to get to know you more… maybe wake up next to you in the morning?"

He knew he was sounding needy, clingy. But he didn't want to say goodbye yet. The thought of being away from Amber, without her scent, without her, was a bitter thought.

She stared down at him, an internal battle waging behind her eyes. Could she trust him? He had seemed surprised at himself, even ashamed, for grabbing her so suddenly. And when he voiced what he wanted, his voice had dipped soft and… Well, with anyone else Amber would say shy, but did Augustine Prime even feel bashfulness?

His gaze held hers, so earnest it made something in her twinge. She swallowed heavily, already knowing her answer before she said it. "Okay. I'll stay."

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The next morning, Amber groaned as her phone shrieked at her. Cracking her eyes open, she spotted the infernal thing sitting on the bedside table, next to Augustine’s bed. The man in question laid next to her, on his side with a heavy arm slung around her middle. Deciding to be embarrassed about the position later, Amber reached out for her phone and squinted at the screen.

A multitude of texts from Addie filled the chat box, but they seemed to be the same copy-pasted message: Where are you? We need to pack & leave the room before noon!

“Shit,” Amber mumbled to herself as she bolted upright. If they didn’t pack everything and get out of that room in time, they’d have to pay for another night or upcharges. Though the two could possibly pay it, it ate into the profit margin they had attained.

Augustine’s arm tightened around her middle, not loosening even as she tried to shove him off. She was about to smack at his arm, before a sleepy, rumbled question came from the man, “Where’re you going?”

"I need to go. Addie and I have a long drive back home." Amber swatted at his arm to which Augustine, thankfully, released his hold on her. Although she couldn’t help but notice how he pouted. She ignored that observation as she hopped out of his bed, still wearing her clothes from the prior night.

As Augustine pushed himself up in bed, Amber’s gaze briefly detoured down his body. In the light that filtered through the blinds, every contour of his body became highlighted. He really was attractive, she thought, as her eye traced over his happy trail and back up his body to his face. His stubble had grown overnight into a scruffy short beard and his hair was tousled from sleep.

"I could come with you,” Augustine offered when Amber’s attention finally returned to his face. He liked her looking at him like that - it made excitement swell in his chest - but he knew better than to mention it.

She shook her head, her nose wrinkling though there was a tinge of amusement in her voice. "Don't you have a plane to catch or something? Big fancy actor things to do?"

"Not right away. I was going to stay in town for a few days." He gave an easy shrug before he shoved off the bed, moving to stand a little closer to Amber. "No necessary obligations for a couple weeks or so."

"And you want to go on a road trip with me and Addie?" Amber’s expression and tone fell flat as she crossed her arms, not believing his interest had sustained this long.

Augustine smiled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Addie's nice, but I'm going to spend time with you."

"We don't have too much extra room for luggage,” she retorted, waving a hand and all the sheer stuff the man had around the bedroom alone. Gods knew what else in the massive hotel room he had. Saddling Addie with the job of transporting it all, on top of all their own gear and souvenirs, was unfair.

In fact, how selfish of him to think he could so easily come along! Amber tried to hang onto that outrage, but in the face of Augustine’s hopeful smile, it was hard to cling to anger.

"I'll take one bag - just some necessities - and send the rest back by courier,” he answered with a slowly growing smile. Over the decades, he could sense when people were caving to his requests. But she had surprised him before, so he held his breath.

Amber hummed, narrowing her eyes on the man. His tail waggled gently behind him, but it seemed as if he was trying to tamp down his excitement. She had to admit, having another travel companion might be okay. After pressing her lips together, an opportunistic thought scurried through her head. "Can you drive?"

"Um, yeah?" Augustine’s eyebrows furrowed, uncertain where she was going with the sudden tangent.

"That doesn't sound convincing,” she mumbled, her frown deepening. Would Addie even let him drive her car? There was insurance to think about, plus she wasn’t even sure how well the man could drive. Weren’t actor sorts constantly getting into car wrecks? Or was that due to all the partying and drinking?

"Yes, I can drive,” Augustine sighed with a firmer tone. His hands pressed to his hips, his head cocking to the side. "Why?"

"I hate driving. If you come with, you're taking my driving shifts." She pointed in his face, as if it was a challenge being issued.

"Okay.” He shrugged, his smile tilting into a crooked grin. Amused and delighted. If driving was all he had to do in order to ensure more time with Amber, he’d drive for-fucking-ever. As long as she was in the car with him. Well… no, that wasn’t true. He’d do whatever he needed to do to stay or be in her proximity.

"Okay…" she echoed his consent slowly. That was too easy. Amber let her hand awkwardly drop, her eyebrows furrowing in uncertainty. Biting her bottom lip, she had to tear her eyes away from Augustine lest the creeping heat in her body splashed across her face. She busied herself with gathering her purse and shoes, still not looking at him, though her words were bashful, "I guess you can come then. If Addie agrees."

"Sweet. Let me get dressed and throw a bag together real quick.” The bed squeaked beneath him as he hopped down, padding to the bathroom.

She didn’t dare look up as he passed by her, too deep in her own sudden worries to really see Augustine. This all had been a mistake, hadn’t it? From last night to this morning, she had bumbled into a terrible situation. The whole point of coming to him last night was to end whatever it was he wanted and feed her own hormones! Now they were going to travel together. For hours. In a car.

Amber swallowed, glancing at her phone once more. She would just have to rely on Addie to be the blockade that stopped this off-the-rails situation.

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