But Ao, watching from the sidelines, wore a pained expression.
As he watched the two of them carry on without a thought for anyone else, he felt that staying there any longer would be pure torture.
With that thought, he turned and left.
Uchiha Yin had missed Mei Terumi dearly, too. A woman like her was hard to come by.
He placed both hands on her waist and slowly caressed her.
Before long, her gaze had grown hazy.
At last, she could not help murmuring softly, "Yin, let's go home."
By then, she was giving him a sultry look.
The sight made Uchiha Yin's heart itch.
Without a moment's hesitation, he swept her up in his arms.
He gave her bottom a mischievous squeeze, drawing a soft gasp from her. Only then did he set off, vanishing from the spot in an instant.
Once they reached Mei Terumi's room, he tossed her onto the bed and climbed on top of her.
After so long apart, the Mizukage's room remained a scene of passion all night.
Mei Terumi woke early the next morning. Resting against Uchiha Yin's chest, she let her fingers wander restlessly over it.
He caught her hand and asked in a low voice, "Do you want another round first thing in the morning?"
The words were suggestive, but coming from him, they carried a distinctly dangerous edge.
Mei Terumi knew better. She was still worn out from the night before; if they kept going, she might not get out of bed at all that day.
She promptly pulled her hand back and behaved herself.
She simply looked at him without a word.
Uchiha Yin opened his eyes and gazed steadily at her.
"Why did the Six-Tails Jinchuriki defect? Do you know which way he went?"
Although Mei Terumi