Asahi is dragged from sleep at the sound of his alarm clock going off. It’s a cute piano melody with birds singing in the background. Drowsily he gropes at his bedside table until he finds the clock and manages to turn it off.
Sitting up slowly, heavy eyelids straining to keep open, he feels that something’s not as it should be. His stomach is oddly tight and he feels hot and tingly. He’s also slightly out of breath and he’s unnaturally aware of the contact between the sheets and his skin.
Swallowing nervously he looks down and yes, of course, he’s got a massive erection.
The spiker lets out a small whining sound, hiding his face in his hands. He must have had a really nice dream before waking up…