“Yours is even cooler than mine!” Demencia admitted. A big deal for one so boastful. But it was true in her eyes. “May I touch the Shimmery mane?” she asked, batting her eyes mostly just to be cute. She knew she had permission and usually she would just go and bury her face in someone’s hair without their consent. But Shimmer was special.
Shimmer let out a small giggle as she saw Demencia bat her eyes at her. Holy fuck that was cute. How could she say no to that?
“Mmm, you may… but only for a kiss.~” she said, tapping her lips with a fingertip and a grin.
“Eeeeh!” Demencia squealed and took a handful of the demon’s hair, rubbing her face on it before burying said face in the locks of hair. “It’s so soft,” she mumbled into Shimmer’s hair.
Shimmer wrapped an arm around Demencia’s waist and pulled her in closer. “Trust me, that takes a loooot of work. But I’m proud of my hair.”
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