Adonis hooks his fingers in the belt loops of Nik's pants as he's pulled in closer to his body. He returns the kiss with a low moan, following him toward the bed.

"You," he murmurs against his mouth and bites down on his bottom lip. He moves his hands to Nik's shirt and starts to unbutton it. "Don't give a fuck how."

He always had the feeling that Nik was a top and that didn't bother Adonis one iota. "What do you want?"