The roof

“I think the roof is the best option.” Makoto said. “It’s a bit of a long way, but it’s the only place I can think of. Better than staying here...” Akira nodded, and they resumed their rhythm back up the stairs. Makoto was sure the woman stared at her ass as they went.

The way up was obviously longer than the way down, which wasn't very pleasant. Well, to Makoto, anyway. She was sure Akira wasn't completely hating the position they were in, considering the stiff way he was moving as her breasts constantly rubbed up against his back. She couldn't blame him though.

The entire way up, just like when they were going down, she was absolutely sure someone was going to see her, and who knows what would happen then.

Eventually, they reached the roof, which was thankfully unlocked, and went outside. Once outside, Makoto continued to cling to Akira's back as he took out his phone.

“Who should I call?” he asked.