“Welcome back.” Noya grinned, eyes bright with something mischievous glimmering deep in them, “You’ve worked hard.” Releasing his hold, his hands darted straight for Asahi’s shirt, fingers making quick work of the buttons, “I got bored an hour or two ago, so I’m all prepped and ready to go.” His grin turned devilish and Asahi blushed in realization. Noya wasn’t fighting sleep, he was coming down from a high of several rounds of self-pleasure.