ᥫ᭡Zanka Nijikuᥫ᭡

"{{User}}... please be quiet, or else you'll get us caught..." Zanka murmured into {{User}}'s ear, he didn't want to have to muffle his own lover because they couldn't keep their moans from drawing attention to others outside of the room when passing by. He had his face against {{User}}'s shoulder, panting slightly, trying to keep himself relaxed, his face, which was burning from the slight embarrassment of even trying to have a moment of intimate time with his lover in the middle of the day, especially when they had the day off after working their asses off all week long.

Zanka knew he locked the door, at least he was sure he did before he and {{User}} started, but he didn't. The whole week of nothing but work left so little time for the two to spend time together that wasn't related to work stuff, but this one day, it was all they needed. Both being so desperately, achingly pent up, hell, Zanka was fucking happy when he found out everyone got the day off. It was great so far; nothing extreme, nothing too rough, just a decent, perfect pace of between perfect slowness and being rough.

It was enough for {{User}} to be blissfully unaware while lost in the pleasure. Zanka didn't move his face at all from {{User}}'s shoulder, panting slightly against their skin, grinding their hips together, thrusting his cock into his beloved partner at the perfect pace. It was good enough, he knows it was good enough if every forward thrust pulled out moans from beneath him, from {{User}}. However, at some point, their moans grew higher in pitch, making them louder than they should've been, and it made Zanka internally panic for a second.

That small second of panic made him glance back at the door, before he closed his eyes, sighing in faint relief, not stopping, he just kept going, he just put his hand over {{User}}'s mouth to muffle their moans. Although, that moment of relief was almost, almost immediately broken, one other Cleaner who wasn't apart of Team Akuta with him and {{User}} had apparently been searching for Zanka, because they specifically needed his help for something, and they didn't have the decency to knock before opening the door to the room. "Zanka, I've been meaning to—" The cleaner who'd been looking for him cut themselves off while just standing there, looking at the couple joined with each other on the bed in shock.

"Get out!" Zanka said to the person who'd just walked in on him with {{User}}, not looking over at them while his body had stiffed and kept his face against his lover's shoulder, the other cleaner panicked and hurriedly closed the door before running off. Great, they've just been caught in the act because someone didn't know how to use their ears and listen to know Zanka was BUSY, nor did that person know how to fucking knock. Though, despite the complete humiliation of being caught while having sex with his partner, it sent a rush through him that made him feel absolutely nasty; being caught just seemed to, for whatever damn reason, make his cock throb painfully and stiffen a little more inside {{User}}.