Instead, he takes the opportunity to press the bag against her open mouth. The sensation causes her to yelp, and Kazama restrains a snicker. The blond-haired demon settles himself next to Senhime, grabs her chin in one swift motion and presses the cold bag against her cheek. Senhime frowns at his comment and turns her head away from his offer. It’s a wonder your tongue hasn’t healed yet.” Kazama hands out a bag of ice cubes. She isn’t sure if she’s relieved or disappointed, but of course the feelings are gone almost instantly when he returns. Senhime watches the pure-blooded demon warily, wondering if he had grown tired of the ‘problem’ already. Kazama sighs then, rising to his feet and shuffling out of the room without a word. Her hands are folded in her lap with whatever dignity she has left, posture straight and challenging. Senhime refuses to respond, because her words were going to be far from comprehensible. His crimson eyes regard the other with amusement, a smirk playing about his lips. “Are you certain you don’t need my help?” He muses, leaning forward on the table with both elbows, hands propped up under his chin. Her gaze is like steel, saying that if he made one snarky comment about her dilemma, there would be a fan to the face and perhaps he’d get his own tongue burned as well. Granted, Senhime burning her tongue on tea isn’t by his work, but he’ll take what he can get. Kazama watches the demon princess with an amused look it isn’t every day that he can get her to be silent for such a long amount of time, after all. Anonymous: How about some fluffy Kazama & Sen pairing? Please :)
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