Chapter 231
Haruto Saito's actions were intense—he had already decided to throw caution to the wind, and there was no turning back. With that resolve, he completely let go of his inhibitions.
Tsunade, on the other hand, instinctively resisted at first. She was drunk, and her resistance was subconscious. But soon, she relaxed again, softly responding to Haruto's kiss. It wasn't that she fully accepted what was happening, but rather that it felt... nice. It felt good.
Her fair, jade-like arms wrapped around Haruto's neck. Tsunade's breathing quickened slightly. As Haruto held her, she held onto him as well. The two of them shifted positions, rolling over, and now, it was Tsunade pressing down on Haruto, kissing him as if she had taken the initiative.
Haruto no longer cared about the consequences.
Originally, he had no intention of getting involved with Tsunade in such a murky way. But she was the one who had provoked him first.
Kissing Tsunade's lips, then her cheek, moving downward, pressing kisses along her shoulders...
Tsunade's flushed cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red in her drunken state. It was as if she sensed what was about to happen—her hands fumbled, her body twisted uncomfortably, and her breathing grew heavier. The haze of alcohol clouded both their minds.
Haruto loosened the sash of his robe, then gently turned over once more. His hand slid downward, fingertips tracing along Tsunade's smooth legs.
The night was shrouded in a dreamy haze. Outside the window, the moon seemed to blush and retreat behind the clouds.
Tsunade suddenly furrowed her brows. A fleeting pang of discomfort brought a brief moment of clarity to her eyes. But in the next instant, the dizzying intoxication mixed with an indescribable pleasure filled her gaze once more.
The bed creaked softly. Shadows swayed.