[Johan's POV]
Flushed face planted on the bedsheets, Johan clamped his teeth on the fabric when Adrian reached deeper inside him. His body rocked back and forth. The rhythmic sound of flesh hitting flesh intensified the heat pooling on his stomach as Adrian fucked him from behind.
Adrian shifted and moved one foot forward, pushing Johan's shoulder down as he gave powerful thrusts. The slight change in position had Adrian ramming his prostate, eliciting an involuntary pleasured gasp.
"Ah~!" Johan help onto Adrian's ankle, and the movement slowed.
"Sorry! Does it hurt, Han?"
"N-no! Don't stop! Fuck, don't stop!" Johan started rolling his hips back to meet Adrian's thrusts, begging him to increase the pace again. "Please, Adrian. Don't stop."
