Mouthwashing X Reader Novels & Stories

He says, putting a fluffy towel and some clothes he pulls out of his closet on a table in the bathroom before closing the door behind him and leaving me alone. The shower is large without any door, just a large three sided contraption where the water falls from the ceiling like rain. I pad into it, watching the blood stain the water which runs off my fur. I shift, revelling in the feel of the water running down my skin. I stand there until the water running down the drain is almost clear then I pick up the soap and sponge and scrub myself vigorously. Attacking my hair next, I wash away all traces of the battle. I even rinse my mouth out with some of the toothpaste I find, resisting the urge

Mia I was feeling itchy, sweaty and gummy all over, so I rushed into the bathroom to take a long long bath. I carried on washing my hair at first, because it was damp with sweat. When I was done, I gave my body a thorough washing, brushed my teeth, scrub and gave my tongue good lashing, before making use of the mouth wash. I stepped out when I felt human again, and wore a white rob which I discovered in the wardrobe and was towel drying my hair, humming along with the birds on the trees, when I heard a gunshot.

**** ALANNA I splash cold water on my face with shaky hands, grimacing at the horrible taste of vomit in my mouth. I can't remember the last time I was this nauseous. Am I really getting sick? Frowning, I bring some more water to my mouth and begin to gargle it. I spit out the water and pick up the mint scented mouth wash contained in a golden jar. Few minutes later, I'm stepping out of the washroom, feeling better. I lower myself onto the couch and close my eyes, letting out a sigh.

As the door shut behind them, the laughter softened into something quieter, gentler. Tora reached up and brushed a streak of dirt from Jax’s cheek. “You smell like you rolled around in a swamp and then wrestled a wet werewolf.” Jax leaned in, nose crinkling. “You smell like burnt death and victory. It’s intoxicating.” She grinned, tugging him toward the bathroom. “Let’s go scrub the war off. Then we talk.” After twin showers that left the entire bathroom fogged and their skin pleasantly pink from the heat, Tora stepped into the bedroom wrapped in a towel, toweling her hair dry. Jax sat at the edge of the bed in sweats, freshly scrubbed and looking far too smug.

I swallowed. “Just some privacy would be nice.” “I mean, you did hit the wall pretty hard. You okay?” “I’m not bleeding, if that’s what you’re asking.” I drowned out his voice with the sound of the toilet flushing. I splashed some water on my face, trying to remove the sleep from my eyes. I took the liberty of using what I had around me. Hand soap on my face. Toothpaste on my finger. I used a generous amount of mouthwash, gargling before spitting it out. I picked up the hair-filled brush and said a small prayer, then ran it underneath the water. And as Clint knocked softly on the door again, I groaned.

His eyes were dark, dark chestnut hair, tanned skin, tall and fit. I glanced at the door. Ladies room. I reread it. "Ma'am, I need to talk to my fiance." I opened the door wide and sauntered in, "It's okay." I began to wash my sleeve with water. I could smell a strange disgusting smell. How could Mini down it her throat? "Yes, baby. I'll be there on time. I'm taking the flight tomorrow." I heard him. I rubbed the soap on it to get rid of the smell and washed it under the water again.

“Honestly, I’m tired of watching movies all day every day. I want to read books. I’d like to go to the library.” Her face brightened. “That’s a great idea.” While Mirabelle moved to the wardrobe to select clothes, I padded into the adjoining bathroom where I brushed my teeth with the mint toothpaste that tasted faintly of eucalyptus, stepped under the rainfall showerhead until hot water loosened every knot in my shoulders and back, toweled off, and wrapping myself in the thick white robe that always hung behind the door.

she said to Claire as she sorted through the complimentary toiletries for some mouthwash. Claire cleaned off her face with hand soap and water, not too worried about the spunk she'd already tasted when it had leaked into her mouth. In fact she was a little surprised that Bianca hadn't swallowed as its flavour seemed innocuous enough to her but she didn't pretend to understand the arcane ways of the professional slut.

“After you come, you are going to get to your knees and suck my c-ck whilst I wash your hair. But for now, you keep doing this, whilst I wash the rest of you.” He reached for more soap and began to rub it over Heath’s body whilst his mate continued to masturbate, crouching in the tight space in order to wash down Heath’s legs and over his feet, looking up to find Heath watching him, his eyes smouldering and mouth slack with pleasure. Talen smirked, and rose slowly, dragging his skin up Heath’s body, rubbing his chest and stomach against Heath’s balls and c-ck as he stood, his hard c-ck lodging between Heath’s thighs as he stepped in to kiss him through the flow of water.

Mitchum said, opening his eyes and sitting up. I looked at Dara and smiled before standing. “What do you smell, Mit?” I asked. “It’s dark chocolate and mint, kinda like Dara’s body wash but way more intense,” he said looking around. “Mitchum, I don’t use body wash,” Dara said with a concerned look on her face. “Sure you do. I could smell it really faintly when you were holding my hand in the medical room. When you leaned down to kiss my forehead,” he insisted.