My cat could do handstands, and my dog could do Thomas flairs.
With talk like that, Kawafune and Tsunade made it to their room without him even having to try.
They had already washed up. Tsunade wore a loose robe, and as she moved, glimpses of her soft skin appeared and vanished.
She had probably prepared herself mentally as well. The moment Hanzō's Explosive Tag had been stuck to her, Kawafune's image had filled her mind.
Sitting down by the bed, Tsunade watched Kawafune slowly walk toward her.
His toned upper body was bare, while he wore only a pair of loose shorts below.
When the moment truly arrived, she became shy after all, two rosy blushes blooming across her cheeks.
In Kawafune's eyes, Tsunade was even more captivating like this.
"Tsunade, you look so beautiful today."
Kawafune broke the silence first and sat down beside Tsunade.
He did not pounce on her like a starving tiger right away. It would have been too embarrassing if Tsunade kicked him away.
"Wasn't I pretty before?"
Tsunade had the peculiar logic unique to women, but how could Kawafune be defeated by such a simple question?
"You were. You just look especially beautiful today."
As he spoke, his wandering hand settled on Tsunade's shoulder.
He could feel Tsunade trembling slightly.
"Are you thirsty? I'll go pour you some water."
Tsunade chickened out and tried to slip away.
"I'm not thirsty. Having you is enough."
Kawafune firmly held her in place, turning Tsunade to face him with both hands.
Then he leaned in.
Their lips met. Kawafune felt their softness as he cupped Tsunade's head in his hands and pulled her closer.
Savoring her fragrant tongue.
Before they knew it, they had both fallen onto the bed. When their lips parted, Tsunade's eyes shimmered,