[Adrian's POV]
Johan had always been the naive, cute guy in Adrian's eyes. But as the brunet straddled him fully naked; chest heaving, and the surrounding of his left nipple adorned with an angry bite mark, the innocence he painted Johan in his imagination shattered forever.
Never judge a book by its cover. Adrian learned how true that old saying was tonight.
Body still tingling with the high of his orgasm, Adrian lifted a hand to caress Johan's bare hips. "Han. That was—!"
"That's what you keep coming here for, right?" Johan said in a flat voice.
Adrian's hand stopped mid air, centimeters away from Johan's skin. For the first time since he bit Johan's nipple, their eyes met. The emotionless orbs stabbed him, and his still erect manhood slowly turned placid.
