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"Newton, please put on some sunscreen for me~"
The sweet and almost charming voice was not off-putting at all; instead, it was filled with temptation, especially given the context, which could easily evoke thoughts of many indulgent scenarios. Of course, the nature of this indulgence depended on who was involved. If it was a girl or someone attractive, it was a treat; if not, it felt more like work. And right now, the person speaking was definitely in the former category.
"Can't you ask Ginger to do it instead?"
Newton's response was rather lacking in romance as he looked helplessly at Miraj, who had already untied the straps of her swimsuit. Staring at her smooth back, Newton couldn't help but swallow hard. It wasn't that he lacked charm; it was just that they were at the beach, and he was wearing swimwear himself. If he were to apply sunscreen on Miraj, and something embarrassing happened—if it were just him and Miraj or perhaps Erza as well—he wouldn't mind so much. But this time, there were too many people around.
In fact, due to the Great Magic Games and various troublesome matters afterward, the members of Fairy Tail had not been very comfortable lately. So Makarov decided to take everyone from the Guild to the beach for a break.
"Damn it, this was supposed to be our honeymoon; why did this bunch have to come along?"
Newton bit his handkerchief like King Thomas used to do. If it weren't for these guys, he might have been able to enjoy a moment of bliss with two beautiful women: Miraj and Erza! At that moment, Newton's resentment towards Makarov was reaching its peak.
Meanwhile, Makarov was equally helpless. In front of him stood only one person who could see the emblem of Fairy Tail: the childlike First President, Mavis. Although Mavis often appeared mature in various situations, she could also act quite childish. Right now, wearing a standard swimsuit and holding a swimming board, she looked like a kid enjoying swimming class.
However, while the first generation enjoyed themselves, the third generation and their grandchildren were quite frustrated. As an old man, Makarov had originally hoped to admire beautiful young women in swimsuits but found himself confronted with a flat-chested standard swimsuit-wearing figure—his own first-generation member who had once held him as a baby. How could Makarov even look at her? Faced with such a childlike elder, he felt like he might explode.
Another person equally displeased was Laxus. As Makarov's grandson, he naturally got roped into accompanying Mavis in the water.
"No way! I really want you to put sunscreen on me~"
Miraj lay on her stomach with her head tilted back, revealing a glimpse of her fair skin that nearly made Newton lose control. Even though he had seen it countless times before, this teasing glimpse only heightened its allure.
"Alright, alright, I'll do it."
Newton sighed and hurried to stand behind Miraj, urging her to lie down again. However, the soft flesh spilling out from both sides made his heart race uncontrollably.
"Ah..."
A cute sound escaped from Miraj, and Newton could feel her body tremble slightly at his touch. The smooth sensation made him lose himself for a moment; yet even in his daze, he didn't forget to tease his girlfriend.
"Such a cute voice."
"Hmph."
Miraj couldn't be bothered to argue with Newton. Although there was a part of her that wanted to embarrass him by making him apply sunscreen on her, she knew that if he got too worked up, it would be her who ended up in trouble later that night. Besides, she could already feel something stirring on her back. If things went poorly and he couldn't hold back, it would still be her problem. With so many people around, just thinking about it made Miraj's ears flush red.
"What’s wrong? Did you think of something that made your face turn so red?"
At that moment, Newton let go without a care in the world. He leaned down behind Miraj, pressing against her back, and brought his head close to hers, whispering in her ear while blowing gently.
"You..."
Miraj initially wanted to resist, but Newton firmly pinned her down.
"Don't forget, you're still bare on top. I wouldn't want anyone else to see your figure."
Newton's words made Miraj fall silent, her face turning even redder.
"You're such a bad person."
"I wonder who started it first," Newton rolled his eyes.
"Ugh..."
With a long sigh, the heat within her gradually subsided. Miraj felt the tension on her back easing as she raised an eyebrow.
"You really can endure."
"Do you actually want me to take care of you right here?"
Newton's words made Miraj's face flush deeper. While it was true that some aspects of male nature were unavoidable at times, they could still be suppressed through external means. However, Newton didn't want to rely on such methods too often; what if it affected his abilities in the future? Using them occasionally was fine, but too much would be unbearable for him. In truth, waiting there didn't bother Newton at all, but he sensed someone approaching.
"Beef... girl... girl... Newton... sunscreen..."
Erza stood there, looking completely dazed, staring at Newton who was riding on Miraj's back. She felt like she was about to explode.
"Come on, lie down here. Newton's hands are really good at this; the massage feels great..."
Miraj's words made Erza's face light up, and steam seemed to rise from her head. However, she obediently laid out a mat on the other side and lay down on it. Then, she unfastened the straps of her top, but after doing all this, she buried her face in the sand as if she had exhausted all her strength.
"You can't breathe like that."
Miraj found it amusing; it was rare to see Erza like this—so shy. It seemed that this woman had forgotten that back in the day, she wasn't much better than Miraj.
"Come on, slowly lift your head up, or you can lie on your side."
Newton shifted his attention to Erza. At that moment, she was as stiff as a robot. Newton even thought that what Erza needed wasn't sunscreen but something like lubricant to help her lift her head. He felt that if he applied just a little force, her head might snap right off in his hands. Fortunately, such a terrifying scenario was impossible, so Newton could only enjoy the moment once again.
Just when Newton thought everything had come to an end, someone approached.
"Sir, lubricant..."
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