A Baby's Adult Game

[Adrian's POV]

"That was fun," Adrian said as he heaved two recyclable bags onto the glass table. After Johan bought everything on his shopping list, they bought a recyclable bags to prevent any accidental tear while Adrian drove them to his apartment. "You're so good at bargaining, my Mom would want you to be her chaperone instead of me."

And speak of his Mom, he's got to let Johan know she wanted to meet him. As his friend, of course.

Johan grabbed two glasses of room-temp water, handing him one to quench his thirst. "You're the only one I know who's ever said it's fun to shop at the Old Market."

Taking huge gulps, Adrian put an arm around Johan's waist. He placed the glass down on the table surface and squeezed. "You didn't enjoy it?"

"It's not that." Johan remove his prop glasses and ruffled his hair, groaning as it refused to go down. "Bargaining is more embarrassing than you think. I looked like a shameless prick, but I need to save money."

"You did an excellent job though." Adrian smirked and combed Johan's hair to the side. The hairspray clumped his brown tresses, pressed by the helmet, resulting in an attractive mess. "It's unbelievable you can pull stunts like that."

"When you live alone, you'll learn every little trick there is to survive the harsh reality called life."

"That's pretty deep."

"It's the truth."

"Yeah, but that's not what I meant." Adrian tilted Johan' face and leaned down, capturing his lips. He wanted to do this since the shorter man took his breath away. "I didn't expect you'd pull something like that in public."

Johan's cheeks turned rosy. "W-well, it's because I see you trying your best, so I wanted to compromise in a way that's safe but thrilling."

Thrilling, huh? So he liked that kind of stuff. An idea crossed his mind. "Han?"

"Hmm?"

"Want to go on a road trip with me?"

Excitement glimmer in his hazel eyes. "Road trip? Where?"

"Yeah. With my motorbike. Just the two of us. Han, it would be fun!" Adrian grasped Johan's hand, his enthusiasm increasing the pulse of his heart. He pulled him to the living room so they could discuss about it. After plugging the air-conditioner, Adrian sat beside Johan on the couch. "Let's go somewhere north. Maybe around Sta. Cruz or Alaminos?"

"W-wait." Johan gripped his arm, fear replacing the light in his eyes. "Can't we just go somewhere south instead? We can go to Manila or—"

"Manila?" Adrian huffed, shaking his head. "What will see there? Skyscrapers? Pollution? Alaminos would be perfect. We can check Hundred Islands!"

The silence Johan gave was unnerving. His gaze, downcast.

"Is something wrong, Han?" Was he not interested to see the Hundred Islands? Maybe he's already sick of the sea. After all, he lived just next to the shore. But the beauty of Hundred Islands were nothing compared to Subic Bay.

"No. It's nothing. To the north then." Johan said after a long silence. He shifted closer and grabbed Adrian's arm to wrap it around his shoulders. "But let's plan it out, okay?"

Adrian smiled, delighted he'll finally get the chance to go on road trips. Rhia wasn't a fan, and her parents won't approve unless it's a family trip. Shoving any thought related to her, Adrian bent down for a kiss.

Johan responded to his mouth and shuffled to his lap. He groaned in approval when Adrian inserted a hand inside his maroon turtleneck shirt, rubbing his toned stomach. He took notice of how many red-colored clothes Johan owned.

"Is red your favorite color?" Adrian asked after he pulled away from the kiss.

"Yeah."

"Is there a reason for that or..."

The soft laugh gave little tingles in his body. Johan grinned. "Because it's the color of love?"

"Yeah?"

"And my birthday's Feb-fourteen. It's only appropriate, isn't it?"

"Whoa! Whoa! Wait, your birthday's on Valentine's Day?"

At the nod he received, Adrian realized that he hardly knew anything about Johan despite having spent several times intimate moments with him. It's already the last week of April, and nobody even noticed his birthday had passed. That was just sad.

"Why didn't you say anything last Valentines?"

Johan only shrugged. "What for? The world's already celebrating for me, anyway."

"I could have gotten you a gift, or flowers." Where was he at that time? Oh, he's on a date with Rhia.

"It's fine. I'm not expecting you to do such a thing. And flowers?" Johan scoffed before chuckling. "I'd be happier if you give me a sack of potatoes."

"What's with your potato addiction?" And what the hell would he do with that much root crop?

Johan pinched his nose. "Don't question me. You don't hear me complaining at your nicotine addiction, even if it disgusts me."

Ouch.

"Sorry." Adrian contemplated if it's too late to quit smoking. "I have another addiction though."

"What? I swear to God, Adrian. I will cut your dick if you're taking Shabu."

His amused laughter rang through the entire apartment, convincing Johan further he's on drugs. He paused and locked gaze with the angry man on his lap.

"It's worse than any drugs known to mankind." Adrian beamed at the disgruntled expression, and Johan glowered harder. If that's even possible. "It's you."

The slap he received had him cackling harder.

"Idiot." Johan scrambled to his feet, but he hauled him back to the couch, pushing him down, straddling him. "Get off before your corniness rubbed off of me."

"I've got another corn that you can't resist." Adrian rolled his hips, and the result was Johan covering his reddened face, embarrassed. His ministration formed a lump in front of Johan's dress pants.

"We haven't even taken a bath yet," Johan said, but didn't stop him from removing his clothes. He's going to remove them later, anyway. "And I'm tired."

Adrian removed his hoodie, hanging it on the couch's armrest. "Want to move to the bedroom?"

"If you'll carry me." Johan lifted his hips so he can yank his pants down.

 It no longer surprised him to see the red boxers, but the dotted wetness on the fabric enticed a smirk across his lips. "Wet already?"

"Shut up. Lift." Johan raised his arms.

Adrian grabbed the waiting limbs to help him sit. He chuckled. "Bridal style?"

"No." Johan fumbled on Adrian's pants, dragging it down. "Piggyback. But reversed."

"So demanding." Adrian said, but bent down anyway so Johan could circle his arms around his neck as he hoisted his legs up to his waist. Fuck. He's heavier than usual. Or maybe it's due to the groceries he carried while accompanying Johan at the market. It wore down his muscles. But he's not complaining. "You're being a baby today."

Johan pulled back and smiled, cupping his face. "You're my Daddy then?"

"Now, that's kinky."

Grabbing the keys on the coffee table, Adrian trudged to the bedroom, their mouths locked. His clothed erection prodded Johan's entrance with every step he took,

It didn't take long for the last article of clothing in their body to land on the floor, and soon they were snuggled naked on the bed. Johan refused penetration today, but he didn't deny Adrian's need.

Tongues in a sensual dance, Johan lay his head on Adrian's bicep as his skillful hand worked on their erection. Adrian played with his nipples, pinching, pulling, gulping the sexy moan that Johan fed him.

When Johan poured plenty of lube to their erection, he pulled Adrian on top. Penetration wasn't a necessity at the moment. With the lubrication on their crotch, just rolling his cock against Johan's was enough to drive to the edge.

Needy fingers thread against his scalp, pulling him deeper into the kiss. Johan travelled to his back muscle, until he grabbed his ass and helped him thrust faster, wilder, animalistic even. The little space between them was eradicated, and Johan's sultry whine made his abdomen spasmed.

"I'm close, Han," Adrian breathed.

"Yeah? Then spill the milk, Daddy Adrian. Your baby's hungry."

Adrian chucked. "That sounded so wrong."

"Spoil me a little, would you?" Johan sighed to his ears, ending it with a moan.

Lust darkened his irises, and Adrian growled low. "Alright, Baby. If that's what you want."

"Mmm."

Johan's cock twitched. He groaned loud, and warmth exploded between their abdomens, adding lubrication for Adrian to slip on.

"Fuck!"

That was the sexiest sound he'd ever heard. Adrian's toes curled and the muscle of his ass tightened. Ecstasy shuddered him as he reached his peak, and thick white bullets fired with a force that shot Johan in the chin.

"Shit! Sorry." Adrian lifted a hand to wipe it off, but Johan thumbed his semen and brought to his mouth. Adrian gulped at the sight. Damn! His erection won't go down.

"That's tasty." Johan smirked and nibbled on his thumb like a child. "Like the coconut juice we drank earlier."

Damn. He'll drink coconut juice every day from now on. Adrian slumped down. Their melded skin gave a wet squeak, and they both shared a giggle.

He's officially addicted.