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Hair Care only for You
Tup was fresh out from the showers, his long hair dripping wet.
Trying to dry it with a dryer usually took very long and also sorting it out with them curls all tangled up was never easy. Cursing his choice of wearing his do long then thinking of cutting it all off once again.
That is, until Dogma chimed in.
“I can help you with that, Tup.”
Tup looked up from under the towel he had used while trying to dry his long locks.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah love, I really can help if you let me.”
The soft smile on Dogma’s lips speaking volumes of the dedication and care he had for his partner. And besides, Dogma loved to touch the long hair of Tup’s, the feel of the softer than soft curls between his fingers.
Patting the seat in front of him for Tup to sit down.
“K. But it’s a lot, just so you know.”
Tup’s final warning before he took the offered seat right in front of Dogma.
“Hey, I’m good with it, so just sit and enjoy the treatment, will ya.”
Tup did, gingerly so, letting Dogma start his hair care regime.
First on the list, was the drying of it all with a low temperature. Then the brushing started, no curl left untended in the hands of Dogma’s special care.
After sorting out all the knots and bolts and whatnots with the aid of some gel Dogma had acquired especially for Tup’s hair to make it easier. The silken strands revealed soon enough for only Dogma’s fingers to feel.
And loving every moment of it Dogma too was. As was Tup, with eyes closed, humming contently.
Then it was time to make sure the locks stayed put during the day, when it was time to go soldiering out there on missions.
Dogma started from the top, while braiding his way across the silken strands of Tup’s hair. The luscious thick braid forming across the scalp under the skilled hands. Looking great and kept as it did, the last thing in place to complete the do, a small bow was placed very carefully.
Nodding satisfied of the end result, Dogma gave Tup a handheld mirror to have a look-see for himself.
Checking the completed new look, the thick lush braid, Tup turning his head getting a view from all sides. Tup could not hole but love the perfect and easy do Dogma had made for him.
“So? Waddaya think then?” Dogma sounded a tad nervous, even if he himself loved the look.
“Looks really, really great, sweetie!” Tup was in awe, and he was grateful for Dogma for helping him out with the mess of a hair it had all started as.
Tup smiled widely, then drew Dogma in for a soft kiss.
“Thank you, sweetheart! I am so glad I could help out.”
“Anytime!” Tup whispered and kissed Dogma back, more passionately this time.
Guess Tup had really found his hair caretaker in Dogma, the two completing each other most perfectly.