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“Yeah.”

Now he was purring at a moderate volume. It had gone from feeling nice, to feeling good.

“Awesome. Cause guess what, this is the temperature the bath’s gonna be.”

Once Silver was wet enough, she turned off the spray to start washing his quills. She hooked the shower head back on the wall and got the shampoo bottle, putting some of the gel in her hand and scooting behind Silver. She then started working a lather into his quills.

“That feel okay, Silv?”

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