Well, if Adora's happy to use what may or may not be bedding to dry her off, who is Catra to complain?
She thinks she's fine with it, but there is a second where the brush of something against the back of her neck gives rise to alarm - but then Catra breathes a shivery exhale and leans back into the touch, instead of away. There's nobody she trusts more than Adora, and it feels nice. And it'll make her dry, but that's seeming like a bit more of a fringe benefit in the moment.
"You should pamper me like this more often." The low rumble in her tone makes it sound like she's joking, but Catra absolutely is not. "Can you dry my hair after every shower?" --That one is more of a joke. Although, actually. She might end up complaining less about them if this is what she has to look forward to afterwards.
Her hands move automatically over her tail, alternating drying it with combing her nails through to dislodge the leftover bits of their forest fight. It's not going to be as smooth as she likes it until she can give it a proper wash, but it'll do.
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She thinks she's fine with it, but there is a second where the brush of something against the back of her neck gives rise to alarm - but then Catra breathes a shivery exhale and leans back into the touch, instead of away. There's nobody she trusts more than Adora, and it feels nice. And it'll make her dry, but that's seeming like a bit more of a fringe benefit in the moment.
"You should pamper me like this more often." The low rumble in her tone makes it sound like she's joking, but Catra absolutely is not. "Can you dry my hair after every shower?" --That one is more of a joke. Although, actually. She might end up complaining less about them if this is what she has to look forward to afterwards.
Her hands move automatically over her tail, alternating drying it with combing her nails through to dislodge the leftover bits of their forest fight. It's not going to be as smooth as she likes it until she can give it a proper wash, but it'll do.