Chapter 92 - Beach Episode

Chapter 92: Chapter 92 - Beach Episode

Nestled within her quiet pavilion, an open-air hot spring was surrounded by beautiful foliage where mystical forest deer and iridescent birds relaxed peacefully along the surroundings.

At the edge of the stone basin, Vincent sat back first against the smooth granite ledge, with his arms spread wide and his eyes closed.

True to her newly found clinginess, Deina sat directly on his lap beneath the surface. Her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, and her generous chest pressed firmly against his as she rested her chin against his shoulder.

"You know, for someone who spent five hundred years acting like the cool, teasing big sister, you sure turned into a needy koala real quick."

Deina turned to straddle his lap properly and looked at him with an intoxicated affection. "I’m making up for five centuries of lost time, Little Bird... Now hush."

She cupped his jaw with both hands, leaned in, and devoured his lips in a hungry kiss.

Vincent dropped his hands from the ledge and into the water to wrap around her hips. While holding her tightly, he dropped his hands even lower onto her soft behind and swayed her back and forth in rhythm with her passionate, rolling movements.

Alongside the soothing chirping of birds, only the sweet sounds of their mouths melding echoed through the peaceful pavilion, accompanied by Deina’s occasional whimpers against his tongue.

SWISH... SWISH...

In the distance, the rustle of wind stirred the high canopy above, where a red streak descended gracefully from the sky.

Natasha touched down on the stone edge of the spring with her wings folding neatly behind her back. She crossed her arms in disapproval as she caught the two during their mid-makeout session.

She shook her head with a light, sigh-laugh, and smirked. "Guess your big, tough guy act wasn’t all that serious after all, huh, Dee? Look at you... already all over him like that."

Intoxicated by love, Vincent and Deina completely ignored her. They continued to kiss deeply, their tongues entwined as the sound of squelching echoed through the steam.

Natasha’s smirk flickered. She clicked her tongue in mild irritation and flapped her wings open to hover her above the water. Reaching down, she grabbed Deina under her arms and hauled her backward.

PLOP~

"Huh?"

Deina blinked in utter confusion as she found herself dangling in the air from Natasha’s grip like a caught kitten.

Vincent snapped back to reality, coughing lightly and wiping his wet mouth with the back of his forearm. "Uh... morning, Nat."

"Nat...? Oh! Good morning, Nat~!"

Natasha put her down and rolled her crimson eyes, mimicking her voice in a high-pitched mocking tone. "’Goof morning, Nat~!’ My ass! I flew all the way over here to check on you two, only to find you so busy swallowing his face you didn’t even hear me!"

"Oh please, you’re one to talk." Deina teased. "The second you got back from your Earth yesterday, you slipped right into bed with him while he was still sleeping and had wild morning sex – ignoring everyone waiting downstairs."

Natasha’s authoritative demeanor crumbled into a flustered, blushing mess. Her cheeks practically burst into flames, and she stole a shy glance sideways at Vincent.

"I-I... I just missed him, okay...?!"

Vincent’s heart swelled seeing Natasha’s impossibly cute reaction.

Overwhelmed with affection for his red-headed lover, he beamed happily and stood straight up out of the water, extending his arms wide for a big hug. "Nat...!"

"GYAAAH!! G-GET BACK DOWN! PUT THAT FUCKING THING AWAY!"

"Huh?" Confused, Vincent looked down. "Oh."

Because of his and Deina’s intense make-out session just now, his shaft was standing gloriously rock-solid erect.

Vincent’s face flushed red as well and he slowly ducked back beneath the water.

Deina giggled softly as her eyes sparkled with mischief. "Oops, haha. My fault. But honestly, Nat... shouldn’t you be used to seeing it by now?"

"T-That’s not the point, you shameless blondie!"

As Natasha made flustered excuses, Deina caught sight of a subtle detail resting against her collarbone – the ruby necklace Vincent had gifted her.

An idea struck her. She turned toward Vincent in the spring and smiled brightly.

"Vinny~ Why don’t the three of us go on a date today? To the Divine Realm’s coastal paradise – Haven Beach!"

"Haven Beach? I didn’t even know the Divine Realm had a beach."

Deina shot him a playful wink. "There’s a lot of things you don’t know about the Divine Realm. Well, you did spend ninety percent of your time here staying at your mama’s estate, after all. So, what do you say?"

"What do I say? What kind of question is that?" Vincent’s eyes lit up. "I think that’s a great idea! What do you say, Nat?"

Natasha waved her hands dismissively and took a step back. "No, no... I’ll pass on this one. You two should enjoy yourselves. It’s your first date, after all."

Deina shook her head and gently took Natasha’s hand to stop her from walking away. "I don’t want to leave you out, Nat. I’d feel terrible going on a date without you. Besides... We share the same man and I want my best friend there with us. It’ll be so much more fun that way."

Natasha looked at their joined hands and softened her stern expression.

She turned her head away, huffing stubbornly though her lips twitched with a hidden, happy smile. "F-Fine... if you’re going to beg me, I suppose I can tag along and make sure you two don’t cause a scene."

Vincent and Deina exchanged a knowing look, finding her act utterly adorable.

"Great!" Deina cheered and pulled her along. "Come on, Nat! Let’s go pick out our swimsuits inside! Vinny can be our judge!"

"W-Wait! You don’t have to drag me!"

........

Inside the pavilion’s spacious dressing room, the curtains rustled open.

"First up!"

Deina stepped out wearing a revealing, royal-purple one-piece bikini.

The deep V-cut front highlighted her full, generous breasts, while the high-cut sides accentuated her voluptuous hips and long legs. She struck a confident pose before the full-length mirror, turning her head to wink at Vincent.

She ran her hands down her waist and cooed, "Well, Little Bird~? What is your verdict?"

Vincent’s jaw had practically hit the floor.

As his eyes swept over her generous curves, his face turned bright red. "You... you look amazing, Dee. Unbelievable..."

Giggling with satisfaction, Deina walked over and leaned down to whisper in his ear. "You don’t have to just sit there, you know. You can look as much as you like... Touch, even~"

Before he could take her up on the offer, the dressing room curtain rustled open again.

"Alright... stop teasing him."

Natasha came out wearing a white string bikini that perfectly accentuated her toned, athletic physique. Her flat, defined abs, modest chest, and powerful legs were on full display. She shifted her weight uncomfortably, feeling slightly self-conscious standing beside Deina’s softer, more womanly frame.

"I don’t usually wear things like this... Is it too much...?"

Vincent stood straight up from the chair. "Nat... you look... like... insanely sexy."

A happy blush bloomed across her cheeks. She puffed her chest out proudly and smiled triumphantly. "Hmph! N-Naturally!"

’So cute.’

After packing their belongings and putting on light cover-up jackets, the trio flew through the skies toward the southern edge of the Divine Realm.

....

Within an hour, they arrived at Haven Beach.

"Whoa..."

It was, without question, a coastal paradise.

The shore featured miles of powdery golden sand, crystal-clear azure waters that glittered beneath the sun, and tiny floating palm islets hovering softly above the tide. Ambient melodies drifted alongside the warm sea breeze.

Numerous divine beings and spirits were strolling along the shore – and the moment Vincent, Deina, and Natasha stepped onto the sand, heads turned everywhere.

"Look at those two..."

"... Isn’t that Senior Goddess Deina and Commander Natasha?!"

"... Who is that blue-haired guy? And why is he holding both of their hands?!"

Vincent walked right down the center of the shore, proudly holding hands with Deina on his left and Natasha on his right.

Deina clung closely to his arm, resting her head against his shoulder as they walked, while Natasha tried to maintain an unbothered posture – though she squeezed his hand even tighter than her, casually leaning her side against his.

"Yeesh. If looks could kill, you’d probably be dead, V."

"Hehehe~ Can you blame them, Nat? He has two well known Goddesses in his arms."

"I think they’re mostly staring at the two of you." Vincent winked at Natasha.

She blushed slightly and bumped her shoulder against his. "S-Shut up and keep walking until we find a spot."

They soon found a secluded, prime spot on the sand and laid out a large beach mat under the shade of a palm tree.

Deina unceremoniously untied her purple top and plopped face-down on the mat with her bare back exposed to the sun. "Ahhh... perfect~ Vinny, be a dear and rub some sun-screen on my back?"

’Score, baby!’

"On it," he answered with a straight face.

He sat beside her, pouring the fragrant lotion onto his palms. He slid his hands smoothly over her soft skin, massaging her shoulders, tracing down the curve of her spine, and working his way over her narrow waist and soft thighs.

Throughout the process, Deina let out soft hums of pure bliss, squirming under his touch.

Once he was finished, she sat up, using one arm to cover her bare breasts, and pressed a sweet kiss to his lips. "Mmm... thank you, sweetheart~"

Meanwhile, Natasha was sitting nearby, struggling to reach her own shoulder blades with the lotion.

Seeing her struggle, they exchanged a mischievous glance and tagged-teamed her.

"W-Woah! Hey! What are you two– ahh... wait, that actually feels..."

Putting her down, Deina applied the lotion to her shoulders, while Vincent handled her lower back and toned legs. Natasha just surrendered. "Hmph. You’re lucky you’re both good at this..."

After applying the lotion, the three dove into the sea, where a wild splash war broke out.

Natasha used a mini-blast to send a towering wave of water crashing straight over Vincent’s head.

BOOM–SPLASH!!

"Bleh!! Oh, it’s like that, is it?!" Vincent laughed, surfacing and wiping his eyes.

He lunged through the water and tackled Natasha beneath the surface.

Deep beneath the crystal-clear water, surrounded by shimmering bubbles, Natasha didn’t fight him off. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a playful underwater kiss.

When they back surfaced to gasp for air, Deina swam over, pouting dramatically. "Hey! No fair leaving me out!"

"Dee, wait–!"

SPLASH!

She tackled Vincent and dragged him under to plant her own kiss on his lips the moment they popped back above the waves.

After an hour of swimming, they returned to their spot on the sand to build sandcastles.

Natasha, taking it far too seriously, used her power to craft a detailed mini-fortress complete with defensive ramparts. Deina decorated Natasha’s fortress with sea-shells she found along the tide.

Vincent, on the other hand, built a goofy, lopsided sand dragon with bulging eyes – a terrible attempt at sculpting Eugene.

Later, they walked over to a beachside row of stands and got cups of shaved ice as well as coned ice cream. Vincent fed Deina a spoon of mango ice, while Natasha shyly let him wipe a stray drop of sweet cream from the corner of her lip.

By late afternoon, Vincent laid back on the beach mat, resting his head comfortably across Deina’s soft thighs for a heavenly lap-pillow.

Deina smiled tenderly down at him, running her fingers through his hair. Natasha laid right beside him, resting her head on Vincent’s stomach with her sunglasses on and letting out a contented sigh as they relaxed in the perfect atmosphere.

Flip-flop... Flip-flop...

The peaceful silence was interrupted by the rhythmic marching of slippers through the sand.

A towering, muscular man with a scar running down the left side of his cheek approached their spot.

The man snapped a crisp military salute before relaxing his posture with a cool, respectful smile.

Natasha lifted her sunglasses slightly and rolled her eyes. "At ease, Bron. You’re off-duty. Stop treating the beach like a barracks yard."

"Apologies, Commander Natasha. Senior Goddess Deina," Bron greeted smoothly, before his sharp eyes darted briefly to Vincent resting on Deina’s lap.

"Hahaha. So it’s true, hey? Word reached the training camps that you and Deina had brought a lover to Haven Beach. I had to see the truth with my own eyes."

Deina hid a small, amused smile behind her cup of shaved ice, while Vincent raised an eyebrow, offering a cool smirk from his lap-pillow.

Then, he noticed something else.

Standing silently behind Bron was someone remarkably striking.

The young man possessed an androgynous appearance – midnight-blue hair tied back in a neat, long braided ponytail, sharp violet eyes, and slender yet clearly toned, muscular proportions.

He wore a dark training tunic, and had a highly focused aura of divine power around his frame.

Bron gestured toward the youth behind him with a proud glint in his eyes. "I brought my top recruit along. Truth be told... the kid has been pestering me all morning, questioning the rumors about your partner, Commander."

"Really?"

"The kid is a massive fan of yours. Couldn’t believe you found someone worthy of standing beside you."

The young man stepped forward, crossing their arms over their chest. Their voice was smooth, striking, and dripping with snarl.

"No disrespect intended toward you, Commander Natasha... nor to Senior Deina. However... I simply cannot see why two legendary Goddesses such as yourself would choose to be with... one man."

Hearing the challenge, Vincent slowly sat up from Deina’s lap.

He shook the loose grains from his shorts and locked his ethereal blue eyes onto the confident, androgynous recruit.

"And what, exactly, are you trying to say?"

The young man’s violet eyes lit up with an electric thrill.

Without a word, he unlatched a celestial rapier from his hip and pointed it at him.

"Just a friendly, casual spar. Let me see what you’re made of."

Behind them, Natasha leaned back on her elbow, taking a sip of her tropical drink with an unbothered smirk.

"Don’t hold back too much, V."

"Be careful not to throw sand everywhere, Vinny~"

Vincent cracked his knuckles as a spark of blue and gold divine energy ignited around his fists, ready for action.