Simple and Clean

by Chaotic Reflections

On the surface, one would wonder how such opposites could work so well together. After all, Sally was the beautiful, brilliant princess, destined to fall in love with a prince charming or hero. Shadow was the Ultimate Lifeform, rough around the edges with crimson eyes glowing death and danger. They seemed like two jagged puzzle pieces that shouldn't fit, and yet, they did.

18. Soft

I was stuck on what to write for this chapter for a good minute, so I'm apologizing in advance if it sucks. Much love goes to TheDivines, Skyelara, and jazzybizzle for their reviews. As always, they are appreciated :)

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18. Soft

Sally loved touching Shadow's chest fur. She loved running her fingers through it. It was reminded her of falling snow on a chilly winter afternoon. Sometimes, she would bury her face in its softness and breathe in his scent. His scent was amazing, reminding her of freshly cut grass and something that was just Shadow. Oh, how Sally adored his chest fur.

Her hair, Shadow decided, was beautiful. Its rich, auburn color suited her perfectly, and he loved how thick it was. Sometimes, when they were tangled in each other's arms, he would, with a gloveless hand, run his fingers through her silky locks.

And it smelled wonderful, like the first day of spring, flowers in bloom, or something along those lines. Yes, Shadow definitely enjoyed the softness of her beautiful hair.