Use Akira as a shield

"Getting a towel would take longer than I'd like." Makoto finally said. She had a different idea, a bit of a riskier one, one that made her face turn red just from the thought. But she wanted to get this over with.

"C-can I..." Makoto started, struggling to get the question out. "Can I...use you as a shield?" Akira stared at her for a bit, processing her question. When he finally did, he stared at her in shock.

"I-I mean..." he stuttered.

"Please? Can we do it before I change my mind?" Makoto urged. She wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. Akira continued to stare for a bit before he finally nodded. He then stared at her expectantly.

"Turn around! Not facing me!" she exclaimed.

"Oh!" he said, and turned around. With a deep breath, Makoto stepped out of the towel, letting it fall to the floor before quickly rushing up to him, nearly tackling him.

She was naked outside her apartment. Right behind Akira. This was crazy.

"O-okay." Makoto said, easily hearing the shakiness in her voice. "L-let's go, quickly." He shivered and nodded. He took a step, and she did as well. It took a few steps before they really got into a rhythm. All the while, Makoto was painfully aware of two things.

One, her ass was exposed, so she tried to use one hand to cover it as best she could while holding onto him with the other.

Two, her chest was pressed against his back very tightly. The thought made her turn an even deeper shade of red.

Once they reached the first flight of stairs, they slowly took their time going down, and successfully made it to the bottom. Only a few more to go.

Makoto sighed. Hopefully they wouldn't run into anyone.