Chapter 200: The Vice Captain's Fine Night! The Sweetness of Tangerines and the Sinking into Dark Fragrance
The grand banquet lasted until the middle of the night.
The sea breeze completely blew away the haze of the entire Ghost Island.
As the night deepened, the cheerful yet tragic chorus of "Binks' Sake" finally subsided on the deck.
The reborn Brook leaned against the corner of the deck and fell into a deep sleep.
His fleshless jaw hung slightly open, seemingly still wearing a satisfied smile in his dreams.
Luffy's belly was as round as a giant ball about to burst; he lay defenselessly on the soft grass in a spread-eagle position, snoring thunderously.
Zoro and Sanji had also exhausted the last bit of their stamina from today's life-and-death battle.
Each found a quiet corner by the gunwale and sank into a deep dreamland.
The noisy Thousand Sunny finally welcomed a long-awaited peace.
In the ship's bathroom, the sound of water stopped.
Tatsuya washed away the thick bloodstains and pungent dust left from the series of bloody battles.
After wiping off the water, he changed into a soft, loose black shirt.
After a short rest.
The intense backlash caused by opening the Mangekyo Sharingan during the day had completely subsided.
He stood before the mirror, his deep black eyes looking exceptionally charming in the cool night.
Tatsuya pushed open the bathroom door but didn't walk back to his room.
Instead, he set off, stepping onto the quiet wooden stairs and heading straight for the navigation room on the second floor of the cabin.
Gently pushing open the heavy wooden door, the main lights in the navigation room were not on.
Only beside the large solid wood navigation table, a dim orange desk lamp glowed, emitting a warm and ambiguous halo.
Nami wasn't asleep.
She was wearing only a thin, nearly transparent white silk camisole nightgown, leaning over the huge navigation table.
Charts and measuring tools were scattered across the tabletop.
Clearly, Nami had also just finished drawing sea charts.
A cool sea breeze blew in through the half-closed shutters, carrying the fresh, sweet scent of tangerines from her body into Tatsuya's nostrils.
Hearing the familiar footsteps from the doorway, Nami immediately turned her head.
When she saw clearly that the person coming was Tatsuya.
She didn't even bother putting on slippers, stepping onto the soft wool carpet with her fair little bare feet.
Like a bird returning to its nest, she lunged directly into Tatsuya's broad embrace.
"Tatsuya..."
Nami looked up, her large bright eyes filled with undisguised heartache.
She reached out her soft, cool little hand, her fingertips gently and cautiously stroking the corner of Tatsuya's right eye:
"Does it... still hurt here?
"...You reckless bastard, you really scared me to death."
Looking at the worry in the girl's eyes, Tatsuya didn't use words to answer.
He reached back and pushed the navigation room door shut, sliding the lock into place with a crisp "click."
Immediately after, Tatsuya's strong and powerful arms directly wrapped around her slender waist, which could be held in one hand.
With a slight exertion, he easily lifted her whole person up.
Taking two steps forward, he gently placed her on the edge of the large navigation table.
Amidst Nami's short, caught-off-guard gasp.
Tatsuya propped his hands on the tabletop on both sides of her body, his tall and upright frame leaning forward, completely trapping her within his territory.
He lowered his head, deeply sealing those soft red lips that were still babbling.
"Mmph..."
Nami's eyes snapped wide open.
But soon, her breathing became rapid and erratic under Tatsuya's highly aggressive assault.
Her hands, which had originally been pressed against Tatsuya's chest in a slight attempt to resist, gradually lost their strength and slowly softened.
Eventually turning into total submission, she tightly gripped the black silk lapel on his chest.
Tatsuya's thin lips, carrying a predatory heat, reluctantly left her lips and followed her exquisite jawline all the way down.
On her long, fair neck and exquisite, tempting collarbone, he lingered.
Leaving behind one burning, heart-fluttering crimson mark after another.
As the movements deepened.
That originally very thin white silk strap quietly slipped off her rounded shoulder, piling up at the crook of her arm, revealing a large area of dazzling snowy-white skin.
"Tatsuya..."
Nami let out a tempting, soft murmur, her voice carrying an inseparable spring-like tenderness.
A blurred blush rose at the corners of her eyes.
Her long legs, driven by unconscious instinct, tightly wrapped around Tatsuya's firm, narrow waist.
The tangerine fragrance filling the room became incredibly thick and cloying, like fermenting honey, amidst their increasingly rapid breathing and rising body temperatures.
In a half-awake, slightly tipsy state, the souls and bodies of the Vice Captain and the Navigator.
On this table covered with sea charts of the Grand Line, they engaged in an unreserved, feverish fusion.
...
As the night deepened, the sea breeze in the latter half of the night became even gentler.
The sea soothed the clamor of the navigation room.
Only the rhythmic sound of the waves gently lapping against the hull of the thousand sunny remained.
Calm returned to the navigation room, the air filled with the lingering atmosphere of romance, with only their heavy and gradually leveling breaths remaining.
Nami had already experienced the massive fright and desperate flight brought by Oars during the day; her physical strength had long been overdrawn.
Combined with the intense, storm-like demands just now, she was now completely drained of strength.
Like a lazy, tired kitten, she curled up defenselessly in Tatsuya's broad, warm embrace and fell into a deep sleep.
Her long Eyelashes cast faint shadows under her eyelids.
A trace of crystalline tear stains from after the pleasure still hung at the corners of her eyes.
Tatsuya gently pulled a thin blanket from the nearby sofa and carefully wrapped Nami's delicate body, which was covered in suggestive red marks.
He picked her up by the waist, walked through the silent corridor, and took her all the way back to her own large bed.
After lowering his head to leave a tender goodnight kiss on the girl's smooth forehead.
Tatsuya considerately tucked in the corners of the quilt for her and turned to walk out of the room.
However, a man with formidable strength has a physique far beyond that of ordinary people.
The fire within him had not only failed to be completely extinguished by the release just now.
Instead, because of that tangerine-like sweet taste, it became increasingly restless.
Tatsuya stood alone in the dim corridor, his gaze naturally turning toward the wooden door right next to Nami's room.
That was Robin's room.
Tatsuya walked forward and gave it a gentle push.
"Click."
The door lock wasn't engaged, and it made a soft sound as it turned.
On this pirate ship full of men, a mature woman's room being unlocked at night.
This was clearly a silent invitation.
Pushing open the door, the light inside the room was very dim.
The main light wasn't on; only a uniquely styled deep blue wall lamp by the bed emitted a faint light that sparked the imagination, making the room's atmosphere mysterious and ambiguous.
Robin was lying on her side on the large double bed.
She was wearing a very form-fitting black deep-V lace nightgown.
The thin and seductive fabric perfectly outlined her golden-ratio curves.
Her long, straight legs were partially visible under the lace.
She was exuding the unique charm of a mature woman, enough to make one lose all reason.
Seeing Tatsuya push the door and walk in.
The always-intelligent Archaeologist wasn't surprised at all; instead, she propped up her exquisite chin with one hand, her deep, beautiful eyes shimmering.
Her red lips parted slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled into a charming and somewhat mischievous smile:
"Ara, Mr. Vice Captain, have you fed our poor Miss Navigator so quickly?"
"Your stamina... is truly terrifying."
Hearing this explicit banter.
Tatsuya wasn't embarrassed by being found out; instead, he let out a low chuckle.
He closed the door tightly and walked straight forward.
His tall and upright frame came to the bedside, and his shadow instantly enveloped Robin on the bed completely.
"Since you know my stamina is terrifying, you still dare not to lock your door at night?"
Tatsuya looked down at her, his voice sounding exceptionally low and raspy.
As soon as he approached the edge of the bed, a deep, mysterious scent.
A cold floral fragrance that seemed capable of making one's soul instantly sink, completely occupied Tatsuya's entire sense of smell without reservation.
That was the scent unique to Robin.
It was mellower and more intoxicating than tangerine.
Completely different from Nami's slightly immature passivity.
Facing Tatsuya's highly aggressive gaze, Robin very proactively sat up.
She stretched out her long, fair arms, like agile water snakes, and tightly wrapped them around Tatsuya's neck.
Robin slightly tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and proactively met Tatsuya's pressing lips.
Their kiss had no trace of awkwardness or hesitation, filled with the fiery tug-of-war between an adult man and woman.
The intense clash of tongues, the increasingly rapid breathing in their nostrils.
Accompanied by the slight sound of silk and lace fabric rubbing against each other, it continuously echoed and heated up in this secluded blue room.
Tatsuya's warm, large hand slid down her slender waist, wantonly stroking her amazing, perfect curves.
Feeling that burning touch, Robin didn't retreat or show shyness at all.
Instead, she tilted her long swan neck back and let out a seductive sigh that made one's bones go soft.
Her long, straight legs lifted slightly.
Tightly hooking around Tatsuya's waist, pulling him completely toward her.
In this dangerous atmosphere and extreme soul fusion unique to adults.
The cold and silent night was completely ignited, turning into a rolling, burning Crimson Lotus.
The whisper of the waves and the gentle swaying of the mast in the wind became the best background music for this long, fine night.
...
Time flowed quietly, and the darkness faded.
The camera slowly pulled in from the shimmering blue sea surface reflecting ten thousand golden rays.
Passing through the bright circular porthole of the Thousand Sunny's women's quarters, it quietly froze on the slightly messy large double bed inside.
The first warm ray of morning sunlight happened to spill onto the white silk quilt.
Tatsuya slowly opened his deep eyes.
He felt his right arm was a bit numb.
Looking down slightly, he saw a beautiful stunner tightly curled up in his arms.
Robin's smooth, black waterfall-like long hair was scattered somewhat messily on the snowy-white pillow.
Her smooth, fair back and her exquisite collarbone covered in prominent red marks were half-exposed outside the silk quilt without reservation, glowing with a moist luster in the morning light.
The Archaeologist, who usually showed a mischievous and intellectual side on the ship, had now shed all her strength and defenses.
She slept very soundly in Tatsuya's arms.
On that exquisite and flawless face, there was even a faint, tranquil smile at the corner of her mouth.
Like a traveler who had finally found a safe harbor after a violent storm.
Tatsuya gazed at her sleeping face, his look more gentle than ever before.
He lowered his head in satisfaction and took a deep breath of the enchanting fragrance from her hair scattered around the crook of her neck.
He didn't pull out the arm that was pressed numb.
Instead, he held the warm, soft body in his arms even tighter.
This was the Vice Captain's most perfect morning.
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