Blackmail (nsfw)

Natsuo pushed Jiro away and pulled his pants up in a flash of speed.

The pink-haired Suzu stood in the doorway, her brown eyes widened. Natsuo's face flushed with embarrassment and anger. Jiro stumbled back, a weak smirk on his lips. Suzu watched the scene with confusion, her eyes flickering between them.

"Shut the door!" Natsuo growled, glaring murderously at Jiro as he closed the door.

She gasped for breath as she slammed her hands over her mouth.

"You guys!"

"You can't tell anyone what you saw, you understand?!" Natsuo panicked, imagining the worst-case scenarios if she told anyone.

"No way! This is too good!" Suzu giggled, almost shaking from excitement.

"No, no, no," Natsuo faltered, maniacally staring at her. His mind tried to think of an excuse, but he couldn't think of anything that would explain why Jiro was kissing him or why his fingers were inside his pants.

"Suzu. Please," Jiro pleaded.

"Well, why not ?!" an offended Suzu snapped.