Chapter 357: Tenderness in the Still of the Night! The Poorly Soundproofed Cabin
The late-night breeze carried the scent of roses and the saltiness of the sea.
After the banquet ended, they distanced themselves from the hustle and bustle of the crowd.
Tatsuya, Nami, and Robin walked hand-in-hand along the coastline, draped in the quiet starlight of the vast sky.
It wasn't until the dead of night that they returned to Kyros's small cabin under the moonlight.
Pushing open the wooden door, the sight on the first floor was enough to make one chuckle.
Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Franky, and the other companions were sprawled haphazardly across the wooden floor.
Luffy's limbs were spread out like the character for 'big,' and a snot bubble grew and shrank with his breathing.
Zoro was clutching a wine bottle, mumbling incoherent words in his sleep.
Sanji was curled up in a corner, a perverted smirk plastered on his face.
Snoring and the sound of grinding teeth intertwined; the pirates were currently sleeping completely unguarded.
To avoid waking his exhausted companions, Tatsuya gave a faint smile.
He naturally reached out, one hand encircling Nami's slender waist, while the other gently took Robin's soft, delicate hand.
With a thought, an invisible Gravity began to flow quietly.
The feet of the three hovered slightly off the ground, breaking free from the earth's constraints.
They smoothly reached the private little attic on the second floor, and then, with a soft 'click,' the door was gently locked.
The attic wasn't large, yet it exuded a sense of quiet warmth.
A wooden window was left half-open, and the clear, water-like moonlight poured in through the frames, spreading a layer of silver-white gauze over the wide bed.
Having drunk quite a bit of Fruit wine at the banquet, Nami's cheeks were now flushed.
Her eyes, usually clever and agile, were now glazed with a misty shimmer, revealing a hint of intoxication.
As soon as they entered the room, she pounced directly into Tatsuya's arms like a lazy, clingy kitten.
Nami stood on her tiptoes, her arms tightly encircling Tatsuya's neck.
Her warm breath, scented with wine, puffed gently against Tatsuya's ear.
"What I said at the banquet today... I wasn't joking..."
"In my heart, you all are more precious than all the treasures on this sea."
Having said that, she proactively tilted her delicate chin, closed her eyes, and offered a passionate, deep kiss.
Outside the window, the quiet night wind whispered through the treetops, accompanied by the low chirping of unknown autumn insects.
On the white wall inside, the long silhouettes of the two overlapping in the moonlight were reflected.
With the soft rustle of fabric, pieces of clothing slid one by one onto the edge of the bed.
The soft moonlight acted like a brush, outlining Nami's graceful and proud curves, as well as Tatsuya's broad, explosive back.
Robin, standing to the side, did not speak to interrupt.
With a gentle smile on her lips, she leaned down and picked up their clothes from the floor one by one, folding them neatly on a nearby wooden chair.
Then, she also began to unfasten her own bodice.
Her perfect figure, perfectly encased in tight clothing, was revealed in the hazy light.
Robin quietly walked over to the rocking chair by the window and sat down.
With her long legs crossed, she continued to flip through her notebook by the moonlight pouring into the room.
The old wooden bed in the attic, which had seen many years, began to emit a faint 'creak.'
The clean, flat bedsheets were gripped tightly by a slender hand, the knuckles turning slightly white, creating deep folds.
Pretty orange hair and Tatsuya's short black hair were messily intertwined on the soft pillow.
Unbeknownst to them, the air had already become thick with a cloyingly sweet, ambiguous atmosphere.
The temperature continued to climb.
A fair, slender hand suddenly covered Nami's flushed, slightly parted lips.
Robin had put down her notebook at some unknown point.
With an elegant posture, she leaned silently against the edge of the bed.
Robin leaned forward slightly, her waterfall-like black hair cascading down naturally.
Her moist, deep eyes quietly watched the two, whose gazes had already become blurred.
A mischievous smile played on Robin's lips as she tilted her head slightly and whispered in her characteristically soft, seductive voice:
"Dear Mr. Tatsuya..."
"The soundproofing of this little cabin isn't very good, you know. Everyone downstairs is still sleeping."
This teasing whisper caused Nami's body to stiffen instantly.
She closed her eyes tightly in embarrassment and bit her lower lip hard, not daring to make the slightest sound.
With nowhere else to put them, her hands could only grip Tatsuya's broad back tightly.
Hearing the whisper in his ear, Tatsuya's movements paused slightly.
He turned his head and looked at Robin's beautiful face, which was full of smiles.
He chuckled, extended a long arm, and pulled Robin, who was sitting by the bed, directly into this burning, tender world.
At Tatsuya's action, Robin let out a soft gasp.
Tatsuya's hands supported her slender, soft waist, gently guiding her to lie on the soft bed.
Before long, suppressed soft moans began to echo in this seemingly isolated little attic.
The sounds were intermittent, dense and lingering like silkworms eating mulberry leaves.
In this silent night, amidst the intense thrill of potentially waking their sleeping companions downstairs.
The intertwined breathing and soft moans made one's ears burn and mind race.
The old wooden bed began to rock stealthily once more, its creaking sounds composing a secret nocturne with the chirping insects outside.
After an unknown amount of time.
Tatsuya lowered his head and placed a deep, tender kiss on Robin's black hair, which was slightly damp with sweat.
He whispered a soft 'Goodnight' into her ear.
Then, Tatsuya withdrew with gentle movements, not disturbing her breathing, which had just calmed down.
He turned around and embraced Nami, who had been squeezed into the inner side of the bed.
As a competent partner, he naturally had to 'hold the bowl level' and would never neglect either party.
Tatsuya extended a finger, lightly caressing Nami's cheek, which still bore an alluring flush, feeling the smoothness and warmth of her skin.
Nami leaned obediently into his embrace, looking up to meet his gaze.
The sky was gradually brightening.
After some time, the rocking wooden bed finally returned to a long-lasting peace.
In the attic, the lingering atmosphere gradually dissipated, leaving only the sound of the three's intertwined breathing.
Tatsuya leaned quietly against the wooden headboard.
He reached out and pulled over a large, soft Wool blanket from the side, carefully covering the three lying beside him to ward off the chill of the night breeze.
In this beautiful country that had survived cruel warfare and was now reborn.
In this space far removed from the clamor of the world.
Amidst each other's body heat and heartbeats, they fell into a sweet and secure slumber.
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