Sanji felt absolutely oblivious and confused. It was a nice confused oblivion, what with all the touching and looking and rubbing, but still. "Oi," Sanji said. He tightened his fingers in Noctis' hair and tipped his head up so that they were looking at each other.
Which was about when Zoro's hand made its way farther up the inside of Sanji's thigh. The blonde was suddenly very awake, very alert, and more than a little aware of his morning wood.