Shampoo X Ranma Novels & Stories

I heal, but it is still only very slowly. As soon as the water running off of me is no longer blood red, I wash my hair using the shampoo. I open the bottle and take a deep breath. I let out a low moan as the aroma was amazing. It doesn’t even bother me that it seems to be a male's shampoo. I use a small amount.

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.

Another small, involuntary sound escaped me. Ryan’s eyes darkened. He pushed off the door, toed off his socks, and peeled his shirt away in one smooth motion. Lean swimmer’s muscle, faint tan lines, the kind of body that made my mouth dry. He didn’t get in the shower yet. Just stood close enough that the steam wrapped around him too. Marcus rinsed the shampoo from my hair, tilting my head back gently under the spray. Water poured over my breasts, my stomach, between my legs. I felt his gaze follow it.

I bring my knees up, wrapping my arms around my legs as I rest the side of my face on my knees. "Done?" "Hmm" I reply and he turns, grabbing a shampoo from the small shelf containing bottle of shampoos and bathing essentials. Kneeling beside me on the bathroom floor, I watch as he squirts a good amount of shampoo on his hand. I catch a whiff of the scent. It smelt like coconut. Just like Enzo. Probably it's his shampoo. "I'm gonna wash your hair now, princessa yeah?" He asks, smearing the cool liquid into my hair.

Five years of showers that smelled like bleach and despair. Never again. As I reached for the shampoo—a bottle that promised “silky, goddess-like locks”—I couldn’t help but laugh. “Silky locks,” I snorted. “Let’s aim for ‘not resembling a bird’s nest,’ and then we’ll talk.” I scrubbed my scalp until it tingled, rinsed, and repeated like a woman on a mission. By the time I was done, the water had turned downright gross. I pulled the plug, watching the murky evidence of my prison life swirl down the drain.

Gulping hard he holds his overpowering emotions inside him and opens her hair locks, scattering the strand nicely so it gets wet. With his act he indirectly helped Emma to let her arms down and relax for a moment while the water soothes her nerves drizzling down her long hairs. He then takes the herbal shampoo of her which smells like her and he smiles. Her gently massages her scalp and she relaxing in his touch leans toward him a little subconsciously. She almost felt like dozing off as his hands did magic to her scalp and she wished this shower never ends and time stucks for them here.

They’re wolves, just like me. Who would have thought? The label on the shampoo says it smells like white roses, but I don’t really smell any difference from regular, red roses. The conditioner says the same, and it feels really amazing to run my fingers through my hair, as it’s filled with the thick substance. It feels like heaven. Even if the Crescent pack turns out to be bad people, this shower is worth it.

I looked a lot better this morning, the swelling was completely gone and so were the small cuts against my face. Lifting the shirt to the side I realized the bruising against my ribs were gone too. Smiling softly at this revelation I again looked up at my appearance in the mirror before picking up the toothbrush in front of me, I immediately felt stronger just from eating that sand which but I would be damned if I ever consumed human blood, who the hell did Groban think he was to tell me I had to drink it. I got a whiff of my hair as I turned my head and it still smelt of strawberries, my black long hair looked so shiny and felt so soft, what was in this shampoo, I thought as I picked up the

I figured I could use a set of shampoo that had a fresh mint scent. I picked it up and walked into the bathroom. I was going to run a quick bath because I needed to get to school early for my test. I didn't finish up my assignment last night but it was the least of my worries. While taking a hot shower, I used my hands to trace my body. I pushed open the door and walked in on Xavier. I didn't want to say anything to him, not this morning .

If anything, I should be grateful of these men in the mansion for not leaving already. I strip out of my clothes and turned the shower on. The water glided down my body and I stood immobile under the shower for a few minutes before I used the showed gel to clean my body and then washed my head with a purple shampoo. I do not fucking know what kind of chemical goes in my head since it all belongs to Aleeza and I am too lazy to walk and bring the stuff for myself. I can only hope it does not turn my hairs long like hers.