Chapter 271: A Long, Enchanting Night in the Deep Sea! Entwined Light and Shadows and the Sleepless Coral
Provoked by Tatsuya's magnetic and heavily suggestive voice.
Nami, who had been sitting carelessly on his lap, stiffened suddenly. Her cheeks flushed red to the tips of her ears, and even her fair neck was stained with a tempting crimson.
In truth, having accompanied each other through so many storms, the three of them had long since developed the tacit understanding of an old married couple.
Yet, faced with such a blatant and unabashed suggestion, this usually shrewd little cat burglar still couldn't help but feel an uncontrollable shyness.
Her slender, pink fist struck Tatsuya's solid chest symbolically, accompanied by a mosquito-quiet, coquettish mumble: "Idiot... what kind of nonsense are you spouting..."
Compared to Nami's bashfulness, which was half-refusal and half-welcome, Robin's reaction appeared more mature and charming.
Not only did she not retreat, she even straightened her body slightly, extended her fair, slender fingers, and gently stroked the man's chin, her fingertips lightly tapping Tatsuya's lips.
Ripples of light danced in the depths of her profound, beautiful eyes, like a bottomless pool of autumn water.
Robin chuckled, her breath like orchids: "Since Vice Captain has said so..." "If I were to refuse at this moment, it would seem too unappreciative of the mood."
Hearing such an indulgent and seductive reply, the corners of Tatsuya's mouth slowly curled upward.
He stood up effortlessly, spread his strong arms, and the three of them strode away from the interlacing lights of the plaza, heading straight toward the most high-end and bustling hotel district of Coral Hill.
Before long, the three arrived in front of a magnificent building carved from a single, massive piece of glowing giant clam.
Under the astonished and incredulous gaze of the Fishman lady at the front desk, Tatsuya didn't even frown, simply tossing out a large stack of Berries and domineeringly booking the most luxurious top-floor panoramic suite of their "Deep Sea Pearl Hotel."
As the heavy, ornate coral door of the Deep Sea Pearl Hotel's top-floor suite was closed, all the noise and clamor of the bustling commercial street were ruthlessly blocked outside.
Inside the spacious and luxurious room, the floor was covered with a soft, thick, pure white velvet carpet that felt like walking on clouds.
The air was filled with a faint scent of sea cedar aromatherapy, quiet and soothing, instantly smoothing away any restlessness in one's heart.
In this absolutely private space where only they existed, Tatsuya casually took off his black jacket, which was stained with a bit of dust from the journey, and threw it carelessly onto the leather sofa nearby.
As his shirt came off, he revealed a solid, well-proportioned chest filled with astonishing explosive power.
However, upon those sculptural, perfect muscle lines were densely covered with shocking beast claw marks and scars of varying depths.
These were the cruel medals he had earned on that isolated island of despair, having brushed shoulders with death several times in order to subdue the Nine-Tailed and fuse the powers of Yin and Yang.
On the other side, Robin had already changed into a silky, form-fitting deep purple nightgown.
Upon turning around and seeing this scene, her usually composed brows instantly furrowed tightly, a flicker of emotion passing through her eyes.
She walked with light steps to the room's bar, took out crystal-clear glasses, and poured three glasses of rich, deep-sea specialty red wine.
Outside the massive floor-to-ceiling crystal window that occupied an entire wall of the room lay the endless, deep-sea azure. Several massive, glowing jellyfish were slowly swimming by. The faint blue light they emitted shone through the window, refracting mesmerizing and dreamlike light and shadows onto their faces and the swaying wine glasses in their hands.
The three of them sat comfortably in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Robin set down her wine glass, extended her fair, cool fingers, and gently stroked the faint, interlacing scars on Tatsuya's chest.
She was a smart woman and didn't ask too many questions about the dangers and life-or-death battles he had endured during his year of solitary cultivation. She simply gazed at him quietly, her eyes filled with tenderness and heartache.
As if trying to use the insignificant warmth of her fingertips to smooth away the cruel battles of the past, bit by bit.
Nami, like a lazy little kitten, curled up tightly in Tatsuya's broad embrace. Her hands wrapped firmly around Tatsuya's neck, pressing her cheek against the crook of his neck.
Recalling the scars she had just seen, Nami's eyes reddened slightly, tears welling up. She whispered into Tatsuya's ear, her voice tinged with a nasal tone yet absolute in its insistence: "You are ours..." "In the future, you are absolutely not allowed to come back with these kinds of injuries, do you hear me?"
Faced with such unreserved affection and attachment from his two soulmates, Tatsuya's eyes were filled with an inseparable, water-like tenderness. He didn't use any superfluous words to answer. Instead, he bowed his head slightly, and against the backdrop of the dreamlike deep-sea blue light, he tenderly and preciously kissed Nami's lips, swallowing all her worries whole.
Afterward, he turned and cupped Robin's stunningly beautiful face, giving this intellectual and elegant archaeologist a deeply lingering kiss.
In front of the massive floor-to-ceiling window, the crystal wine glasses that had been held in their hands were somehow casually placed on the carpet. The blood-red wine in the glasses rippled in fine, concentric circles against the transparent glass walls, caused by a certain rhythmic vibration coming from the floor of the room.
On the pure white carpet, Tatsuya's black jacket, Robin's silky deep-purple long dress, and Nami's tropical-style sexy outfit were piled together without order. The temperature in the air climbed steadily. These tangled clothes seemed to silently hint at the frantic and intoxicated state of their owners at this moment.
The room was very quiet, so quiet that one could only hear the dull sound of deep-sea currents surging outside the window. Yet, within this continuous sound of water, there were faintly mixed a few sweet, bone-melting moans, rapid and warm breaths, and the subtle friction of skin against skin.
A ray of bright moonlight, having penetrated ten thousand meters of seawater, carried the rippling texture of the water as it gently spilled onto the edge of the large waterbed. In this darkness filled with enchantment and blur, a large, well-defined hand reached out from under the messy sheets. Immediately afterward, a fair, slender hand exuding mature charm, and a petite, soft hand with rounded nails, simultaneously covered it in a tacit understanding. Their fingers interlaced tightly in this dim blue light, unwilling to ever part again.
It is unknown how much time passed, but the ripples of the wine in the glasses on the carpet became exceptionally intense, as if a violent storm of the deep sea had arrived. After a long time, the storm gradually subsided, and the water returned to calm.
The endless deep sea finally welcomed the faint light of a new day, with schools of glowing fish swimming leisurely past the floor-to-ceiling window. They were silent, like a group of loyal guards keeping watch over this ultimate romance of a long-awaited reunion.
Inside the room, the large, soft bed was in shambles. Nami, like a satisfied kitten, lay unguardedly on Tatsuya's solid chest. Her orange hair was scattered everywhere, a satisfied and sweet smile still hanging on the corners of her mouth, her breathing steady.
Robin leaned against the crook of Tatsuya's other arm, her beautiful, jet-black hair cascading like a waterfall onto the white, fluffy pillow. After this night of intimacy and release, the exhaustion and loneliness that had accumulated in her brows for months were replaced by peace and languor, her sleeping face appearing incomparably quiet and beautiful.
Tatsuya, completely drained, leaned against the headboard and lit a cigar from the nightstand. He tried to take a deep breath... "Cough, cough, cough..."
Tatsuya frowned and couldn't stop coughing lightly. This movement caused Robin to open her dazed eyes. Seeing this, she frowned, snatched the cigar from Tatsuya's hand, and casually stubbed it out in the ashtray nearby.
"Cough, cough, I just wanted to try it, sorry for waking you, Robin."
"Ara, it seems my Vice Captain still has some energy left~" "Then let's experience something else with me."
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