Novel & Cerita Novel Shampoo

I face palm myself because of the embarrassment consuming my being, as my thoughts travel to when he was stroking my hair lovingly. I run my hands through my hair, trying to shake off my shame, as I head to the bathroom to shower. I adjust the water to the right temperature. I get in, and let the hot water cascade down my skin. I watch as the dried blood go down the drain. I see a bottle of cherry blossom shampoo sitting in the corner of the shower and apply it to my hair, massaging it into my scalp. I then grab the body wash that smells like vanilla and coconut.

I picked a fluffy pink towel before I went inside the shower/bathtub as I took a long shower. I sighed as the warm water hit my body and I went to brush it. I looked around and saw the products that Alex used. There were herbal essence shampoo and conditioner, Body Shop body wash, and some shaving cream for his face. I smiled as I can see Alex in this small setting. It’s nice to know that his presence was there.

I asked her as I picked up each bottle and sniffed it. Coconut. Vanilla. Lavender. Rose petal. Tropical. Mint. So many options. “Whichever one you want. I do not care.” With a huge grin, I picked up each one and poured a dime size amount on my body then proceeded to mix them all together as I washed my body. “I am going to smell way better than you after this. You will be jealous.” I claimed and I continued to wash all of the crevices on my body. “How do I wash my hair. I do not see a three in one shampoo anywhere here. Do you need to go shopping?” I asked as I looked around the bathroom feeling lost as ever.

Her skin felt like it was covered in a layer of filth that had accumulated over her captivity. It had been so long since she'd had a warm bath. So long since she'd felt anything resembling comfort. She played with the water, running her hands through it, feeling it warm her from the inside out. She grabbed the shampoo and began washing her long dark hair, watching as dirt and grime fell away, swirling down the drain. The shampoo smelled expensive, like lavender and something she couldn't identify.

Nothing good came from using a mask. Since the only 2 he identified were shower gel and shampoo, those are the two he uses. When he uncovers the shower gel he smiles. It smells like jasmine, one of her mother's scents. She always smelled like jasmine and sandalwood. A tear threatens to come out, but he shoos it away. Pouring a generous amount onto a cloth, rub energetically until his body feels clean. The shampoo was the same brand, and when he sniffed it, the familiar jasmine scent filled his nostrils. Without thinking about it further, he pours a large amount and washes his hair. When he rubs his hair, he makes a note to use less product next time, as it lathers too much.

Beautiful enough to ruin a man’s self-control completely. Leonel’s throat tightened. He forced himself to look away and reached for the shampoo bottle instead. “Want me to wash your hair?” he asked quietly. Navia didn’t answer. The warm steam carried the soft scent of her shampoo through the air—rose and jasmine with a faint minty undertone. Her favorite. Leonel lowered his eyes, his movements careful and gentle as his fingers massaged her scalp slowly, trying to soothe her frayed nerves. Gradually, Navia relaxed against the edge of the tub like a sleepy cat.

I’d have to ask Lily, but for now I’d have to settle for a shampoo from my mate’s own collection. Peeking up at the shower caddy, I squinted at the products there. Active Fresh? With a… Bold and Vibrant Musk? I giggled a little at the sight of the ‘manly’ names. With a hum, I picked up the other shampoo that I saw in the shower caddy hung at eye level. It was a wonderful scent of citrus and some sort of wooden musk that immediately reminded me of Richard. I grinned to myself, lathering up my hair and washing it with a light mood.

Several minutes pass before I finally step out of the shower and wipe the water from my eyes. Blinking several times, I locate a corner shelf that holds shampoo and body wash that is very obviously a man’s. Seeing no other soap, I pick up the shampoo and squirt out a palm full. I place the bottle back on the shelf before rubbing the shampoo into my hair section by section. The soap quickly works into a lather and I massage it deeply into my scalp, brushing my fingers through the strands of hair.

“That’s your mistake. You rely only on magic for wealth. But I remember a world where things could sell even without enchantment. Soap. Shampoo.” The merchant frowned. “Soap? Shampoo?” I almost smiled. I’d forgotten how foreign this would sound here. “Items,” I explained, “used to cleanse the body and hair. Without spells. Physical products anyone can use.” I stood, walking over to the wide shelf behind my desk, where scrolls and books from the new realm I’d carried with me lay. I pulled out a parchment and began sketching—a rectangular bar, a simple bottle. “Soap cleans away dirt and curses. Shampoo keeps the hair clean, soft, scented. Ladies will want it because it’s indulgent and convenie

I cleaned my tongue, turning to look at him with a lifted eye- brow. "Problem?" I asked, muffled by the paste and brush between my lips. "You're pushing me," he warned. "What are you going to do to me? Fuck me crudely and treat me like a whore? Oh, wait, you just did that. Spank me? You might not get the result you want. I might be into that shit, Saint." Grinning, I pointed to his head with my toothbrush, "You have soap in your hair. You will need to get your own. Unless, of course, you don't mind smelling like me all day long." I deadpanned him so hard he felt it. "The shampoo is enhanced with my scent and nullifying herbs that make my heat-cycle remain hidden and muted to the males. I'm u