The dim light of the crescent moon made it hard to see but that was definitely Yoshida braced on top of you. One of his arms hid your face as it held him up, but Denji could recognize the color of your tousled hair even in the moonlight. You had one arm around his neck, hand lost in the thick black strands. Yoshida almost covered you in his frame but Denji could still see your restless legs, feet deep into the sand. And your shorts hanging from one of your ankles. ----- College!AU, slight Denji reader, some non consensual voyeurism and beach sex