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Sei trembled and fell on the pillow, burying her face. Then, Yuri leaned over her and kissed her prominent wing bones. The exhaustion that came after sex was great, seeing as how afterward, she didn’t even want to lift a finger.
Her mouth was tingling and her legs were shaking. Maybe she put too much effort into the peak moment she felt over and over again during the sex. Her legs and fists were exceptionally weak.
She murmured that she didn’t want to do anything. She really didn’t want to do anything at all. Sei gave herself to Yuri. When she didn’t respond to his touch while lying down, Yuri went into the bathroom and brought a warm towel, and put it between her legs where the semen had collected.
“Open up.”
Sei naturally spread her legs, letting the damp and warm feeling overcome her.
“You’re red and swollen. It’s pretty in my eyes, but it must have hurt quite a bit.”
If you knew that, then why didn’t you let me get out of bed for so many hours?
Sei twisted her body and murmured, “Aren’t you hungry? I’m hungry.”
After thoroughly wiping away the cum off her core and thighs, he spread her labia and kissed her core. She felt goosebumps when she felt his lips on her private part.
“The meal is ready, so just put on your gown.” He said it with a loud kiss. Sei never thought she would receive a peck at a place like that.
Yuri, who smiled mischievously at the terrified expression on her face, helped her get up. As he said, there was a delicious smell coming from somewhere.
“Come here.”
He reached out as he approached. Sei hugged him reluctantly.
How would Chloe look at me if I tell her that I experienced a situation where I couldn’t even walk because I was too weak to move after having sex?
While leaving the bedroom with a pretty bashful face, Sei found that the Brooklyn Bridge had become smaller than before.
“Are we moving?”
“Yes, because it’s dangerous to stop here.”
“Are you being sniped?”
“Even though I’m Keith Miller in the United States as long as I’m a hacker, I’m a target for some.”
He put her down in front of the round table. She leaned on a chair with a soft cushion and groaned. Sei struggled to gather her knees and scoured the perfectly prepared food before her.
This was a nice setting that you could only get at a top-of-the-line hotel. She dipped a spoon in warm vegetable soup, recalling the chefs she had seen on board the DE:A.
There must be people who should be watching them from somewhere. She couldn’t see them now, but she was sure they were watching them somewhere on this ship. You wouldn’t be safe from prying eyes unless you swam back to land.
The sound she made belatedly made her face grow red.
“For someone who just came back from Las Vegas, aren’t your date preparations too thorough?”
Unlike her in a gown, he, who was wearing pants, looked around the dark sea beyond the yacht with a glass of wine in his hand. He was smiling at this time.
“I was excited to go on a date with you. This is where we would spend the night.”
“… Do you have fireworks, too?”
“If you wish.”
With his mouth rolled up, he cut the raw steak and put it in his mouth.
“Should I tell my men to pop them now?”
It wasn’t a question that she wanted to answer.
Shaking her head, Sei decided to concentrate on her meal. Whether it was a physical conversation or venting their emotions, she realized that everything they did had to do with physical strength in recent months. This sort of conversation was more difficult than when she ran about 10 kilometers to escape the police.
“But where’s my bag?”
“Under your feet.”
Sei belatedly found her backpack next to the table. When she saw it, the meat in the stew, which was soft just a while ago, turned in her mouth as if it were something tough.
“Have you opened this?”
“I don’t touch other people’s things.”
“I’m asking because I’m curious. How much do you know…? I also have a thing called shame, so I want to move around without you knowing about it.”
It was a shameless tone, but she meant it. There would be nothing more intimidating than facing someone who knew her in detail.
Staring at Sei, who was lost in her thoughts, Yuri rubbed the wine around his mouth with his thumb and wiped it off.
“I’ve been watching you for quite a while. And I’ve been watching Jang Young-guk since he was arrested.”
“So what?”
“But when I looked away for a while, you disappeared. I had a hard time finding you. I was amazed at how cleanly you had disappeared.”
“To make a living, I needed to wash clean my identity. So you found me because of Giulio Parenti?”
“Well, yes.”
When Giulio’s name came out, his face wrinkled for a moment. Yuri continued, picking through the salad with a fork.
“Anyway, while you were agonizing over the ‘thing’ and called in Gavin using that burger bag, I got to know that Lily of the Valley has joined hands with the FBI.”
In an instant, all color drained from her face.
“… Lily?”
“Sei, don’t you trust people too easily?”
“What do you mean by that?”
She hated the feeling of sweat on her hands. Everything on her body became uncomfortable as if it suddenly had become hotter in the room.