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"I win again," Orihime spoke confidently. He only looked at her baffled, confused as to how his wife managed to beat him at strip poker again. "You know what I want Ichi-kun."

Ichigo turned red and looked down at his boxers. No way in hell…

"Do it, or I'll do it for you~"

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

She leaned over the table with a heated look in her eyes. That is, until many cards fell out from her shirt. He looked at her in disbelief before an smirk appeared on his own face.

"You know what I want, Orihime."