“No more, please." Asahi whines into Noya's half naked shoulder. Noya is perched delicately on his knees over Asahi's lap as they sit on Asahi's couch, where they find themselves after a long night of trick or treating. Asahi's not quite sure how exactly they wound up like this, but he really doesn't have any complaints. There's a bag of Halloween candy on the seat next to them, and Noya has been slowly picking out pieces over the course of the last hour or so.
He can feel Noya leaning to the side again, and his hands meet warm skin as the edge of the skirt Noya is wearing pulls out from underneath Asahi's hand where it rests against Noya's thigh. A wrapper rustles quietly as Noya sits back up, and Asahi sighs a little into the expanse of Noya's neck before he pulls his face back again.