A/N: This was written for the Dokuga Contest theme "wild".
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Kagome thought he would smell wild, like pine, soil, and crisp fall breezes. Nearly all of the youkai she had encountered smelled similar, with maybe one or two variations. Sesshoumaru, of course, was the exception to every rule. He smelled of something entirely different, something that Kagome couldn't quite describe. It was of the oil he used to care for his weapons, of seawater, a light tinge of acidity and something else entirely that was uniquely him. In its own strange way, the scent was comforting to her. If only he knew the effect his scent had on her.