''Course baby.' He pulls him against him and holds him tight, wanting to feel him close just as much. He also retrieves the duvet from where it's fallen to the floor, and wraps them up in it because his muscles are aching and getting cold.

'I'll need a month to recover...' he says sleepily, and then kisses him before yawning. 'Sleepy...night Random...'

And he's dropped off already, completely spent. Random wore him out for real.