Beach

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In the aftermath, they laid side by side on the cool table, their breaths gradually slowing as they came down from their shared high. The air around them was heavy with an intoxicating mix of satisfaction and lingering desire, a testament to the connection they shared.

Tatsumaki couldn't help but smile, a soft, satisfied sigh escaping her as she leaned into Orion, her head resting on his shoulder. His strong arm wrapped around her, pulling her closer against him. They were quiet, lost in their own thoughts, the stillness around them only disturbed by their soft breaths and the distant echo of city life beyond the closed windows.

"Orion," she murmured after a while, her voice barely a whisper. He turned to look at her, his eyes softening at her contented expression.

"Thank you," she said, a genuine smile gracing her features. She may be sharing him, but in that moment, she knew that he was entirely hers.

Orion chuckled, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Always, Tatsumaki."

After a blissful encounter with Tatsumaki, Orion dropped her off at her home. It was a casual goodbye, full of lingering touches and shared smiles that carried a promise of more to come. Glancing at the clock on his bike, he saw it was three in the afternoon. Perfect timing, he thought, kick-starting his scooter and riding off toward the beach for his next rendezvous.

The midday sun reflected off the clear waters, the golden sand hot beneath the throng of beachgoers. As he neared the meeting spot, he spotted Nami and Nojiko already there, both stunning in their bikinis. The sight of the two of them lounging under the sun, their skin kissed by its warm rays, brought a smirk to his face.

Stepping off his scooter, Orion's arrival didn't go unnoticed. The girls spotted him almost instantly, their faces lighting up as they jumped to their feet and bounded over to him. They flung their arms around him, trapping his arms between their bosoms as they enthusiastically recounted the events of their day.

Orion didn't miss a beat. "Oh? Who knew a day at the beach could be so eventful?" He commented, his tone teasing, a smirk on his lips as he felt their bodies press against him. Orion, however, was not one to be embarrassed easily. He took their antics in stride, his own way of retaliation a playful nudge as he moved to disentangle himself from their grip. "Ladies, if you keep me captive like this, I might not be able to properly appreciate the view," he playfully chided, casting a pointed glance at their bikinis.

Nami and Nojiko pulled away with a laugh, their cheeks dusted a light pink. They exchanged a glance before turning back to Orion, mischief twinkling in their eyes. "Well, Orion, we've got all afternoon," Nami stated, her voice filled with promise.

Orion's eyes widened, an amused smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He loved these games, these back-and-forth exchanges that were as exhilarating as they were fun. He chuckled, shaking his head in mock disapproval. "You two are incorrigible," he said, though his voice carried no heat, only affection.

The sound of the ocean waves crashing against the shore was drowned out by the boisterous laughter echoing from a changing cabin. Nami and Nojiko were in the midst of a playful tug of war with Orion's shirt. "Let's get you dressed up," Nojiko playfully ordered, her fingers quickly undoing his buttons, revealing the muscular expanse of his chest.

"Oh, yes! We brought you a swimsuit!" Nami chimed in, holding up a piece of fabric that was more akin to a scrap than a proper swimming short. A mischievous glint flickered in her eyes as she watched Orion's reaction.

Orion rolled his eyes at the bikini briefs, clearly meant to get a rise out of him. "Ladies," he began, an amused grin playing on his lips, "as much as I am proud of my 'marbles,' I think it would be best if we went somewhere less public for this little fashion show."

With a chorus of giggles, Nami and Nojiko dragged him into the changing cabin, pulling the door shut behind them. Once inside, they set to work, their nimble fingers making quick work of Orion's clothes. As each piece fell to the cabin floor, the girls didn't hesitate to appreciate the sight of his toned physique, their fingertips trailing lightly over the firm planes of his muscles.

When only his underwear remained, the girls dropped to their knees, their hands poised on the elastic waistband. They pulled it down in unison, their gasps of surprise mingling with the sound of the fabric hitting the floor. The sight of Orion's nakedness left them momentarily speechless, their eyes wide.

With a knowing chuckle, Orion broke the silence. "I know, ladies, it's beautiful," he teased, holding out his hand for the swimsuit. The girls blinked, their surprise quickly replaced with amusement. Nami handed over the swimsuit, a smug grin on her face.

Orion's grimace was immediate. The fabric was minimal, leaving little to the imagination. "Really?" He complained, though his tone was light. He didn't hesitate to pull them on, however, the material clinging to him like a second skin. The girls' appreciative giggles were the only indication he needed to know he'd gotten his revenge.

Stepping out into the afternoon sun, Orion could feel the girls' eyes on him. He smirked, looking down at the tight swimsuit. "I suppose this is what you call 'turning the tables,' isn't it?"

Giggling, Nami wrapped an arm around Orion's waist. "Oh, definitely," she replied. Nojiko, on the other hand, remained silent, her eyes roaming over Orion's figure with an unabashed admiration.

Orion noticed the shift in her mood. He gently pulled her closer, his fingers brushing against her skin in a soft, soothing rhythm. His smile widened when she relaxed against him, a soft sigh escaping her lips.

"Let's get some tan." Orion announced with a smirk, pulling the girls toward their spread out towels. Each arm around their waist, they sauntered across the sand, leaving behind a trail of footprints.

They lay on the towels, their eyes transfixed on the ebb and flow of the ocean waves. The cerulean expanse stretched infinitely, a rhythmic dance of water that was both mesmerizing and humbling. The sun had started its slow descent, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, but it was still well above the horizon, casting a soft glow over them. It wasn't too hot, but just enough to warrant some sunbathing.

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