Prompt: Listening
I got this from J-170
"Nn, Usagi-san, stop. What if someone hears—"
"No one will hear except for you and me."
"Nn."
Usagi pressed Misaki firmly back against the apartment door, kissing him as a hand played with his jeans' button.
He slipped the hand inside and Misaki yelped.
On the other side of the door, Aikawa stood, listening avidly as moans and grunts reverberated through the thin door. She fought the Moe fan girl giggle that threatened to surge from her lips with every murmur on the other side of that painfully opaque door.
If only this door had a window… she thought, sadly.
I hope this is what you wanted.