The cloying scent of death was all around me.

The cloying scents in the air made them both gasp.

She could smell a faintly cloying but pleasant scent about him.

The still air inside was filled with the cloying scent of death.

She could smell the cloying scent of the incense, making her eyes burn.

He stood, swaying in ecstasy at the cloying scent of blood.

There was no breeze to carry away the cloying scents; and the dry heat piled onto everything.

The cloying scent of blood was rapidly filling the cramped cabin.

The air was filled with a cloying scent and the muted sounds of masculine laughter.

I was suddenly drowning in the sweet, almost cloying scent of roses.