Sniff.

Ulgreth pushes the loincloth to your nose, covering your face in the damp, unwashed crotch piece. An instant tingle runs up your spine, an erotic thrill in response to the deeply male scent. Almost immediately, you let out what can only be interpreted as a whimper. The smell is one of sweat, and hard work, proffered only by routine exertion. It's clear the orc wasn't lying about his lack of bathing.

"Surprised, Human?" Ulgreth asks, seeing your display as one of shock, lacking arousal. "Mhhhmmm" You try to respond, yet your jaw is hindered from movement as it is still within his grasp.

"Ah, Sorry." He adds before pulling back both hand and cloth. "How was it?" He asks with low a curiosity. His face showing an interest in being praised for his scent.

"Mhhh..." You manage to squeak out, still frazzled at the lingering scent. "You- You smell very manly, Ulgreth." Your dick is painfully erect at this point, straining your sweatpants. The odor is strong already, yet, due to your blood hound ability, it's multiplied ten fold, leaving your brain reeling for a few seconds longer. You lean into the large orc more, legs weary.

"Elaborate." The orc seemingly demands, voice filled with interest, his ego being buffed by your earlier words. You can even feel his muscles against your face tighten some in some sort of reaction.

Should you continue to explain how manly his scent is?