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『Kodoku no Saibou』(1×1 w/ Jikkah)

She raised her arm to try and block the dirt, but it was of little use. She squeezed her eyes shut reflexively as the dirt hit her in the face, grunting when he slammed into her with the broadside of his blade. She landed flat on her back, the wind being knocked from her.
 
Nana breathed heavily, staring back up at him as she got the dirt out of her eyes. “Yes, you have.” She relented. “Though I’m not sure how to feel about such sneaky victories.”
 
“Right.” She laughed as she took his hand, standing with his help. Finally standing she noticed the bloody gash across his face, frowning softly and moving closer to inspect it. “We should tend to your wound first.”
 
Her ears twitched a bit, a soft frown on her face. “At least allow me to wash it. We’ll need to freshen up anyway.” She said.
 
She returned to their marriage room, washing her hands before wetting a towel to clean Motochika’s wound. “Here, come..” She called.
 
She moved closer, not afraid to lean her face in close to his as she gently wiped and dabbed the blood from his face. Up close he could see the silver scales on her, covering her limbs and dotting the edges of her face near her ears. The delicate webbing of her ears was a lovely incandescent silver, the same color as the two small nubs that just protruded from beneath her hair above her eyebrows.
 
She glanced at him, meeting his gaze and holding it briefly before continuing to clean his face. “No, not at all..” She said softly. “I thought you looked rather handsome yourself on our wedding night..”
 
“Well thank you for that.” She chuckled, finishing cleaning his face. “I think your horns are very handsome.”
 
She nodded, rinsing the cloth in the basin. “They’re rather lovely, in fact..” She said softly.
 
She watched his reaction before reaching up, touching the side of one of his horns with her fingertips, once more her cleavage on display for him through the cut in her clothing.
 
She touched them for a moment longer before letting her hand cup his cheek. “You keep looking rather flustered..”
 
She blinked, remembering her shirt had been cut open, partially exposing her chest during their fight. She cleared her throat out of embarrassment, but quickly composed herself- they were there to consummate their marriage after all. “Would you like to see them..?” She asked gently.
 
He blinked, forgetting that he had won - dirty or otherwise. "Well, yes, absolutely." He replied, "But if you'd rather rest first?"
 
She laughed softly, untying the sash around her waist and opening the ruined garment. “Don’t back out on me now~” She teased.
 
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