| [Sep. 6th, 2008|10:59 pm] |
"Dunno," she murmured, letting her eyes fall closed. "Not me." She had Ryouma. He definitely smelled better than soap.
He also smelled a little bit like soap.
She rubbed his chest, then laid her head down. Well, now he smelled like her and soap and himself. She sniffed him, hesitated when he shifted slightly, and relaxed. "He smells nice," she sighed. "Better'n... lots of things." |
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