[Johan's POV]
Frantic fingers fumbled on the buttons of his dress shirt as Adrian kissed him with unquenchable hunger. Johan groaned and pulled the tucked hem of Adrian's shirt from his navy dress pants, equally eager to undress him.
Adrian complied and unfastened the first two buttons of his own yellow dress shirt, pulling it over his head. In a matter of a few seconds, their clothes fell beneath their feet.
Johan's back dug against the edge of the door's wood carvings, but he didn't care. The last drop of rationality in his mind melted as their lips met again in a frenzied kiss. All he could think about was Adrian's lips and body against him.
"I hate it, Han," Adrian growled, his thumb and index finger twiddling on the kiss mark Alden left on his neck. "I know he's your boyfriend, but I hate it! I hate seeing them on you!"
