[Adrian's POV]
Adrian held a bag of ice pack to his right jaw as he sat on Johan's leather couch with slouched posture. Drunk with adrenaline at the time and still a bit tipsy from the beer he guzzled down earlier, he didn't feel any pain at all. He just sort of blacked out. Of all the punches he had received in his life, that was the first time Adrian felt the world spun around him.
Heck, even the hit he'd taken from the red-haired demon sitting a few feet from him could not be compared to the lasting impression Johan's punched left on him. Adrian wondered if that's what it felt to be KO'd.
"Anywhere else you feel pain?" Johan asked from beside him, and Adrian had to blink several times because his fogged up mind did not just imagine him wearing a nurse outfit like in those porn he'd watch.
Adrian's dick made a considerable twitch at the imagery he almost forgot to reply.
