[Johan's POV]
The flow of their conversation dissolved the sexual atmosphere between them. Adrian's arousal slowly turned limp, his smile faltering as he lay on his side like an underwear model with one arm propped on the bed to support his weight, except he didn't wear any undergarments at the moment.
A small flame of guilt lighted in his chest at Adrian's broken smile, but Johan hardened his shell. He's done playing like an innocent bunny ensnared in a world of glitters because his reality was far from that. Until Adrian snapped out from his delusions of glorified fairytale life with him, Johan won't stop slapping him back with reality.
