It's All In The Eyes
Her reddish orange fur was pristine, perfectly coiffed and smelling of soap and shampoo as she stayed back, wrapped in the arms of her bullish boyfriend.
Life by the Page 7
When the water was finally warm enough he stepped into the mist and began to scrub himself with soap. he didn't mind the water so much but his ears went flat on his head anyway.
The Best Summer Ever: Chpt 2 - I Kissed A Boy And I Liked It!
I quickly reached for a towel and began dabbing at the cut to get rid of any blood, afterwards i ran the towel under water with some soap and that cleaned up the towel like it never happened. "how was the beach yesterday?"
Anthrobird considerations
Certain soaps have been developed, certified as feather friendly, which can be used to reduce wear on your feathers and generally keep them looking nicer.
Counter Earth Chronicles Fallen Empire Chapter 117: Honoring The Dead By Frightening The Living
I took a generous portion of soap foam and started sudsing my brown bear starting at her shoulders, then down her back, rump, legs and tail and tail-star before moving on to her front.
A Smaller Weremouse
"i carved you off a tiny piece of soap. get cleaned up." "what with you watching?" zeelo huffed as he retrieved the soap. "you're -always- naked." ryan rolled his eyes, but nonetheless turned around to give the weremouse some privacy.
Galactic Conflict - Chapter Twenty-Three
He rinsed the suds from his fur, and swished his black-tipped tail around to make sure that the soap did not just slide down.
Family of Fire
She smells beautiful, of the mint soap she loves, and a slight undertone of muskiness, a testament of our lovemaking last night. "iden, honey. i'm a firefighter. this is my duty. i have to do it. people need me." "i... all right. go."
Two Half's one Trinity: Just the Two of us in One.
Taking the soap and shampoo from the racket were we put everything she began to rub his head clean telling him to close his eyes. she ran her paws over his head making sure his fur smelled nice before cleaning his jet-black horns.
The Patchwork Soldier part IV (revised)
A genuine soap-and-water shower was a luxury few could afford. to us, water was worth more than anything, and ceres was loaded with it; below her rocky crust was a mantle of solid water-ice.
The Patchwork Soldier part IV
A genuine soap-and-water shower was a luxury few could afford. to us, water was worth more than anything, and ceres was loaded with it; below her rocky crust was a mantle of solid water-ice.
Natural Habitat Interviews 1: Lightfoot
I may be stepping up on the soap box again... stop me if i get too sudsy! finding myself, as i have, and finding that i really am what i think i am... this only encourages me to become even more of what i really am.