You Smell Nice(Complete)

You Smell Nice

A story by Agent-Sarah

Title: You Smell Nice
Series: Alien Minds Team/Trinity Blood crossover roleplay
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Abel and Sarah
Summary: Sarah is in heat and stressed out as all get out. But when she finds Abel in the ship's kitchen, her sexual urges becomes uncontrollable.
Story codes: M/OFC (original female character), crossover, AU/AR, language, PWP (porn without plot/point or plot? what plot?) and VS (vampire sex).

Copyright and disclaimer: The events of this story are all fictional.

Sarah and the Alien Minds Team series are copyright by me.

Jarem Crusnik is copyrighted by my friend Jarem.

Abel Nightroad and the Trinity Blood series are copyrighted by the late Sunao Yoshida.

Author’s Note: This story is based on a roleplay story concept I came up with for a while back and these stories are more mature that I couldn’t put them in said roleplay story.

Warning: This story contains sexual situations and swearing from one sexually frustrated half-breed.
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Sarah enters the BogWing, swearing in a variety of alien tongues that can’t be pronounced in English. She got out of work early after she was getting stressed out.

Thank god Bigface let her leave before she lost it.

Within 24 hours, Sarah Valentine, paranormal agent of the Alien Minds Team, went into heat.

You see every month on a full moon or new moon, angels, demons or half breeds of both go into season and become randy like hell. Sarah, being a half-angel, goes into heat every full moon or new moon.

And god damn it, she fucking hates it every time it comes. She becomes itchy, her senses become ten times stronger than usual (she had to use ear plugs when working or at home) and lets out a scent that smells like fresh baked cookies or flowers soaked in rain water (a truly odd trait angels and half angels have). Men would follow her and tell her that she smells nice, only to get a fist in the eye or mouth from her.

Reno, one of her co workers and resident pervert, once tried to have sex with her, saying that he “will get rid of the problem”. Man, did Sarah felt great after throwing the redhead across the hall (hell, it always feels great every time she does it).

But she still feel like shit during work. The sexual urges were getting out of hand to the point of splashing cold water in her face. She tried to think of something else but the images of sex only made it worse. “God, I hate being a half-breed!” she shouted to no one but herself. “Damn it Michael, how the hell do you and the others control yourself at a time like this?! What I need now is something to eat and watch TV to ease my frustration.”

She gets upstairs and headed for the kitchen. “Maybe some ice cream will give me a good brain freeze to rid the images…” Sarah opens the door and walks in. “Aw shit.”

In the kitchen, was Vatican AX agent Abel “Crusnik” Nightroad, oddball priest and Sarah’s latest main squeeze.

Five months ago, her last boyfriend, Justin, broke up with her because her job was straining their relationship. She became depressed for two months until she got over it. When Abel came to America to work with the agency, their relationship as partners became more than friends. For at least a few months, their relationship is good and slow. They didn’t have sex yet, seeing how she doesn’t want to rush it. They do hold hands and kiss but sex? Sarah didn’t feel ready until she feels ready.

But now in heat, sexually frustrated and seeing Abel, this is going to be hell for her.

Abel looks up from his tea and smiles at her. “Afternoon, you’re home early.”

“Got out of work early because I’m stressed out.” she answered, putting her work bag down on the floor.

“Reno drove you nuts?”

“Somewhat but I’m also stressed about something else.”

“What is it?”

“Female problems.” ‘Like my damn sex drive.’ she thought.

“Oh…You want some tea to ease off?” he asked, holding a cup of his tea.

“Tea would be good.” ‘It would be a lot better if you weren’t here.’

The man smiled and gets up from his chair to get the tea bags and cup for her. Sarah noticed he wasn’t wearing his cloak like he usually does. Without it, his skinny frame is shown. She remembers how she saw him without his shirt and amazed to see that he shows a nice pack of abs…Oh Jesus, her sexed up mind is trying to lure her in! Thinking quickly, she slaps herself across the face.

Abel turns his head. “What was that?”

“Thought I had a fly on my face.” she lied. “But there was nothing on me.” ‘Good save.’

He shrug his shoulders and went back to making the tea for her. She sits down on the chair and starts scratching her arm. She’ll be out of it within five days but working around men is already stressing her out. If she doesn’t do something about this, she’s going to dry hump Reno’s leg like she always does when he’s asleep (follow by him, talking about the dog dream he keeps having after waking up). ‘When this came at the age of 17, now I know why teenage boys and girls have a hard time controlling themselves and fuck each other’s brains out or jerk off like a monkey on crack.’

Sarah looks at Abel and stares at him as he works. The man had a tragic life. He was a test subject for a Mars project, his lover was killed but his twin brother and becomes a frightening creature named Jarem Crusnik, an alien vampire that feeds on the blood of other vampires. But after seeing such creatures that could scare normal people, she was the only woman that wasn’t afraid of Abel’s form. It could be the reason why he fell in love with her, she felt so much pity for him and can face the Crusnik without fear. That and how he said how he likes her calm and collected (and if not goofy) personality.

She continues to look at him in detail. His long, silver blond hair tied up behind his head, his beautiful blue eyes behind those big glasses and the cross that once belong to his dead lover, Lilith. Her mind went off to think about his other form. The red eyes, the floating hair, the deep voice and the fangs.

A shiver went up her spine, not out of fear, but sexually turned on by the Crusnik. She wanted to run her fingers in the wavy hair, yearning to hear him whispering in her ear as he ravish her in the night, begging him to…

‘Stop it! Stop putting the images in my fucking head!’ she mentally screams in her head. ‘I got to do something!’ “Want to listen to some music?”

“Sure, I won’t mind if I do.” he replied.

Getting up from her chair, Sarah heads over to the CD player and turns it on. The player set on Random as it plays a different song. The first song was from Barry White and skips it. The other was Rick James’ “Super Freak”. She skips it. A Perfect Circle’s “Thinking of You.” Skip. “Closer” from Nine Inch Nails. Again, she skips it. ‘I’m doing a huge guess this CD player is mocking me out of sadistic pleasure.’

“Well?” asked Abel.

“I’m trying to find a good song.” she replied. ‘A song that doesn’t drive me to the edge of sexual frustration.’ Sarah smiles as the sounds of Daft Punk’s “Human After All” start to play. “There we go.”

“Can I ask you something?” Abel said to her. “Why are you acting so odd when you came in?”

“I guess its just mood swings.” she answer, feeling the urges going down as she listens to the beats of the song. ‘If this goes well, maybe he’ll leave.’

“Do mood swings do that to you?”

“Yeah, they do. It’s like an on/off switch in the brain. Is the tea almost done?”

“When the pot becomes hot, it will.”

“Okay.” she said, now dancing to the song. After a few minutes of dancing, the song ended. Sarah returns to her chair just in time as Abel pours the water into her cup. “Where we go!” he beamed.

Abel grabs her cup and yelps in pain as he touch the hot cup, causing it to spill on his chest. “Ahhhhhh! Hot! Hot!”

It is well known that Abel has a habit for being clumsy. Seeing Abel in distress, Sarah gets up from her chair to help him. “Take it off!”

“What?!”

“I meant your shirt! Take the shirt off!”

The priest takes off his tea-soaked shirt and threw it to the ground. His chest was burning red from the hot tea. “Ow…”

“Ouch, that’s going to hurt like hell.” she said to him, looking at the mark.

“Yeah.” he replied. “Thankfully my nanomachines will heal it and I’ll be fine.”

Sarah wasn’t listening to a word he said, she was too busy staring at his abs. For a man that has a figure of a stick insect, he sure has been working out. Without thinking, she placed her hand on his stomach, feeling the muscles and texture. Once again, the images of sex filled her mind.

Abel looks at her and blushed. “Sarah, what are you doing?”

She was off in her own little world, feeling his abs to all the way to his chest. Sarah suddenly leans up against him and smells the tea on him, letting out a slight sigh of content. “Sarah? Sarah? Hello, anyone there?” Abel stops as he sniffs the air. It smelled like flowers in a spring rain…He looks down at Sarah and noticed that the smell was coming from her. “Did you use a type of body soap? Because you smell nice.”

Her minds snaps back to reality as she heard Abel’s remark. Sarah pushed herself away from him, turning red. “Sorry, I didn’t even know what I was thinking!” This getting bad, her body is on the edge of losing it and her mind is screaming for sex. Can this get anymore bad?

The CD player played A Perfect Circle’s “Thinking of You” again. Sarah looks at the player in shock. ‘Oh you sneaky whore, you ARE mocking me!’ She suddenly felt his arms around her as Abel smells her hair. “Abel…?”

“You really smell nice.” he said to her. “What is it? Perfume or body soap?”

‘God, let go of me before I hump your leg!’ thought Sarah as she tries to squirm out of his arms, only to lose the battle as her arms wrapped around his waist. ‘Damn it body, don’t betray me like this! Don’t…aw fuck it…’

“You sure are acting odd.”

“I know. It’s because I’m stressed out from work and I need you so bad.”

“For wha…” Abel was cut short as Sarah pulls him down to kiss him. The urges were too strong for her to control. She needs him and she needs him now.

Abel tried to move, only to trip over her feet and falls on top of her. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

She looks up at him, her eyes shifted from hazel to silver. “I’m fine.”

“Good, I thought…” he was cut once again as she assaults him with another kiss. The AX agent breaks the kiss. “What has gotten into you?!”

“I need you.” she said to Abel, kissing him again. “I need you to get rid of these urges.”

“What urges?” he then noticed what she’s talking about. “Are you in season?”

“Yes!” she said, sounding a bit angry. “That’s why I’ve been so weird around you; I was trying to avoid you!”

“And the smell?”

“Part of the biological makeup of angels, demons and half breeds. Happens every month on a full moon or new moon. Massive pain in my ass for the last five months after my break up.”

“Is there a way to stop it, other than sex?”

“Junk food is a second option but seeing you in the kitchen and me being at my peak, that idea went down the can.”

“Guess we have no other choice but to go with option one…” Abel said, laughing nervously.

She reaches up and strokes his cheek. “And besides, we didn’t rush into having sex months earlier.”

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked. “I mean, this is a little awkward…”

“I don’t fucking care anymore. I’m ready and willing.” she leans up and gives him a tender kiss.

Abel wraps his arms around her and returns the favor. “But what about your room mates?”

Dek Shen and Drummer are Sarah’s room mates and crew members of the ship for a couple years after they discover the alien ship. Dek is a tall, strong alien warrior and Drummer is a worry wart robot that Sarah made when she was a rookie agent.

“Don’t worry about them,” she said to him. “Dek flew off to his home world to visit his family and Drums is in the engine room, recharging himself. We’re alone without the fear of having them walking in on us.”

The man smiled as he nuzzles her neck. “Perfect.” Sarah closed her eyes and arches her neck as she felt his lips. She opens her eyes to see the table and smiled. “Something sparked in my head.”

“Really?” he said, trying to unbutton her shirt. “What is it?”

“I never had sex on a table before.”

Abel stops and looks at the woman. “What?”

“I never had sex on a table,” she repeated. “I always wanted to try something new and seeing that we’re in the kitchen that table looks good. That and I don’t want you to accidentally smother me after we’re done.”

He laughs. “Sounds like a good idea.” Abel helps her up from the floor and starts to unbutton her shirt again. The shirt opens up, showing her bra and a couple of scars from past battles. Sarah was a bit self conscious of being naked in front of people or boyfriends because of the scars. When Abel first saw them, he asked if she was still hurting. She told him that she wasn’t and tells the stories of each scar, feeling a bit better about herself as she opens up to him about them.

She gasped as Abel squeezed her chest, catching her off guard when she was lost in thought. Sarah pulls him close to her. “You naughty boy, you’re going to pay for that.”

“Oh? And how?” he asked, only to let out a sharp gasp as Sarah rubs him between his legs.

“That’s how.” she answers, wearing a devilish smile as she continues massaging him. Abel moaned loudly, making Sarah smile even more. “You’re an evil woman,” he said to her. “Way more evil than A.M.”

“I know.”

The two bump into the edge of the table. Sarah removes her hand from his groin as she starts to unzip her pants and remove her shoes. They kiss again, this time, becoming more heated. Abel laid his hands behind Sarah’s bra, trying to unhook it as they kiss. He hissed in frustration as he tries again. “Having trouble?” she asked.

“Yeah,” he replied. “Can’t they just use Velcro instead of hooks? Now I know what it feels like to be a virgin on prom night.”

“How about I unhook the bra to save you the trouble?”

“Good idea.”

Sarah lifts her shirt up as she unhooks her bra. She throws it aside and climbs on top on the table. Abel smiled and goes over to her. “Did anyone tell you that you look sexy?”

“I hide it with my tomboyish wardrobe. But there are times I let out the woman side of me. Now are you going to undo my pants for me?”

He placed his hands on her waist as he helps her remove the pants. Sarah let out a small yell as her bare skin touches the table’s surface. “Whoa, that’s cold! No wonder people put cloths over them.”

“Take your mind off of it.” Abel once again buries his face into her hair, smelling the scent. It was so intoxicating, it was arousing him. He placed his hand on her thigh and slides up to her inner thigh, getting a soft moan from her. He rubs his thumb in circles on her thigh and gets another moan from her, this time, a bit louder.

“Damn you,” she said in between moans. “You know my sense of touch is really sensitive right now.”

Abel smiled devilishly at her. “And I’m using it as an advantage for foreplay.”

“You’re sneakier than I thought.”

“Now we’re even.”

Abel kept rubbing his thumbs on her inner thighs until Sarah wraps her legs around his waist. “I’m guessing you’re ready.”

She looks at him, eyes now completely silver. “Cut the chat before I start getting more frustrated than ever.”

Abel moves her legs off his waist as he starts to remove her underwear. Sarah wraps her legs around him again and pulls him close to her. Her hands ran from his chest to his belt buckles. “Let me help you with those, you must be harder than a diamond down there.”

“Could be from your smell and crotch rubbing.” he replied.

She laughed as she undoes his belt and undoes his pants. She couldn’t help but giggle as she caught site of the boxers Abel is wearing. “Love the crosses on them. Do they glow in the dark?”

Abel looks at her with a glare. “It wasn’t my choice of clothing; Leon gave them to me as a gag gift last Christmas! Now are we going to get this over with or have you die laughing at my boxers?”

Sarah wipes a tear from her eye as she finally stops giggling. “I’m sorry, let’s get this over with.”

Abel lowers his boxers, sighing with relief to release himself out. Grabbing her legs, he positions himself and slowly enters her. Sarah arches her back a bit and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Are you okay?” he asked.

“I’m all right, it’s been a while that’s all.”

He gives her a tender kiss. “Don’t worry; I’ll go easy on you.”

She smiled at him as he thrusts into her. Sarah holds him as he thrust in and out of her, moaning in pleasure she longed for. Abel’s breathing next to her ear and the sounds of skin meeting skin were drowning out the music that was still playing in the background. Closing her eyes, she held onto him even more, feeling the back muscles move. Sarah opens her eyes a bit as Abel’s breathing started to change into a deep hiss. ‘What the…?’ Opening her eyes, she sees his silver hair floating in the air by some unknown force. “Jarem?”

Jarem was the name for Abel’s Crusnik form, a name that stuck with him for a long time. He must’ve somehow transformed when the sex activated the nanomachines.

Sarah suddenly finds herself flat on her back as Jarem gets on top of her. He looks down at her with glowing red eyes and smiled. She smiles back. “I see someone wants to have some fun.”

“Your scent was too much to not to have fun.” he said in the deep voice that sends a shiver in her spine. “And your moans were music to our ears. I want to make you moan enough to wake up that robot of yours.”

She couldn’t help but laugh at his comment. “Let’s see if we can do that.”

Spreading her legs, Jarem enters her and quickly thrusts into her, making Sarah to grip the edges of the table as he slams into her like an animal in dire need to mate with a female. She reached out and grabs the back of his head, feeling the floating silver strands of hair. Her moans got a louder more than she usual does, seeing how she’s less vocal but Jarem somehow released the vocal side within her.

She snaps her eyes open as she felt him licking and sucking on the left side of her neck. Knowing what he’s going to do, she arches her neck for him. Jarem bit down and draws blood from her. His bite send waves of pain and pleasure mixed together, sending her over the edge, causing her to arch her back and let a howl of ecstasy.

Sarah fell back on the table, face flushed and sweaty from what could be the greatest sex she ever had. Silver hair landed on her face as Abel transformed back to normal, also flushed and sweaty. He looks down at her and sees the bite mark Jarem left on her. “Are you okay?”

“I’ll live.” she replied, taking a few breaths. “You?”

“Feeling a little dizzy but okay. You still have the urges?”

“No, it’s gone. But it will be back again tomorrow which sucks.”

“And how long will it last?”

“Five days.”

“Looks like I better break out the junk food for you and lock myself in a room until it’s gone.” Abel joked. He laid next her and kisses her. “So what should we do now?”

“For one, we get our clothes and get washed up.” she responded. “And two, have some tea.”

Abel chuckled. “Best idea I ever heard. By the way, have you waked Drummer up at all?”

Sarah shrugs her shoulders. “Don’t know.”

A few minutes earlier…

Drummer hits his head on his shelf as he heard someone howling through the ship’s venting. “What on earth was that?!”

The computer on the wall next to him turns itself on as the BogWing writes down the words for him. You really don’t want to know after what I saw and heard.

“Are you sure?”

Trust me, you DON’T want to know! the ship replied. But I will say that you’re going to be cleaning the kitchen table when you get up there.

End.