[Johan's POV]
"N-No. I can't do this. I'm in love with someone else."
Russell's eyes dimmed when Johan wrenched his hand away from his crotch. He didn't force him to put his hand back, but he didn't back away either. He breathed soundly through his mouth, fingers clasped on Johan's hips, pressing closer. "Does he love you back?"
Johan didn't answer. He only placed both hands on Russell's chest, feeling the loud thumping inside through his fingertips. The sharp gaze punctured him against the door, sapping away his strength that prevented him from fighting back even if he can. His skin bristled at the slow movement of Russell's hips, grinding their erection together through the material of their clothes.
