Chapter 160: Shut up and kiss me.
For a brief moment, Charles stood completely still, holding his breath as heat surged through his body.
Augustine felt the tension in him and let out a low, teasing scoff. "Pookie, don’t you want me?" he whispered, voice thick with seduction.
Charles swallowed hard, his eyes darkening.
He wanted to run his tongue over every inch of Augustine’s damp skin, to taste the rain and sweat clinging to his body.
And more than anything, Charles wanted to lose control—to pin Augustine down and make him his.
Ever since the day Charles confessed his love to Augustine, an intense desire had begun to brew deep within him—a raw, aching urge to explore every part of Augustine, to claim him in ways he hadn’t dared before.
Just the thought of Augustine, the way he looked, spoke, even breathed, stirred something primal inside Charles—something that refused to be ignored.
Exhaling!
After a moment of holding his breath, Charles finally let out a shaky exhale. "You’re seducing me," he whispered, the words barely audible.
Augustine, whose chin was still resting on Charles’s shoulder, tilted his head slightly.
He sensed Charles had said something, but the rain of desire pounding in his own ears made it hard to hear.
"What did you say, pookie?" Augustine murmured, his lips brushing against Charles’s neck, sending a shiver down his spine.
Silence...
"Pookie, did you say something some seconds ago?" Augustine asked once more, tilting his ear closer to Charles’s chin, his voice laced with teasing curiosity.
Charles sighed, drawing in a deep breath as he tried to steady the storm building within him.
"I said," he began, his voice now low and deliberate, "you’re currently seducing me, Augustine Wales."
Charles words came out in a purr, hot against Augustine’s ear, leaving no room for misinterpretation.
"Isn’t that a good thing?" Augustine asked, his voice soft with a hint of mischief as a blush crept up his cheeks.
Charles rolled his eyes playfully and attempted to take a step forward, only to stop and slowly turn around.
Augustine’s arms were still locked around his waist, refusing to let go.
Their eyes met, and Augustine’s gaze was thick with desire, dark and smoldering.
"Babe," Charles whispered, his voice rich with affection and heat.
The sound alone made Augustine’s breath hitch—his cheeks deepened into a crimson shade, his heart pounding like a drum against his ribs.
"If I’m being honest right now, then I would let my bathrobe slip off and let you do all the things you claim you want to do to me," Charles purred, his voice dripping with seduction.
Augustine pressed his forehead gently against Charles’s with slow, reverent strokes. "Then do it, pookie," he whispered, his voice husky and low. "Be honest with yourself... and let me touch you the way my heart’s been aching to."
Charles exhaled deeply, his brows furrowing slightly. "Today’s our official first date... it feels weird to just jump into bed with you," he said, trying to reason through the heat clouding his mind. "It’s like... having sex on the first date."
"True," Augustine whispered, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he nuzzled closer. "But we’ve almost done it before... so it’s not exactly new, is it?" he teased, his fingers caressing Charles waist tempting Charles even more.
Augustine was trying his best to convince Charles that there was nothing wrong with them being intimate—that it was natural, that it felt right.
Sigh.
Charles exhaled, shaking his head slowly as he took a step back. "No, Augustine," he said softly but firmly. "Let’s do it some other time... maybe when I’m fully ready."
This time, Augustine didn’t argue with Charles. He knew pressuring him wouldn’t help.
"Alright, pookie," Augustine purred, his voice soft and playful as he pulled his hands away from Charles’ waist.
He turned around and began to walk toward the bathroom, his steps steady and confident. "See you in ten minutes. I need to take my bath," he added, glancing back over his shoulder with a teasing smile.
Charles swallowed hard, his eyes following Augustine as he stepped inside the bathroom, the door closing softly behind him.
"Pfft!" Charles exhaled, his shoulders dropping in relief.
Seconds ago as Augustine was standing so close to Charles, he had found himself holding his breath occasionally, the overwhelming presence of Augustine making his pulse race, his body tingling with an almost intoxicating sensation.
Charles continued to stare at the bathroom door, his gaze fixed on it as the sound of cascading water from the shower reached his ears.
Gulp!
Charles swallowed hard, clenching his fists at his sides, trying desperately to calm the wild pounding in his chest.
The more he heard the steady stream of water, the faster his heart raced, as if it were about to leap right out of his chest.
The temptation to act on the growing tension was nearly unbearable.
’Fine! I can’t take this anymore!’ Charles muttered under his breath, frustration building within him.
He spun around, opening the wardrobe as he quickly grabbed a white singlet and a black boxer brief, slipping them on in a hurry.
’I need to leave this room before I get more aroused than I already am,’ he mused within himself because the thought of Augustine was still fresh in his mind.
With urgency in Charles steps, he swiftly exited the bedroom, desperate to find some distance from the overwhelming tension.
Charles slammed the door behind him, his heart racing, but seconds later, he let out a loud breath, cursing under his breath.
’Fuck!’
With a frustrated hiss, Charles quickly swung the door open again, stepping back into the bedroom.
Determined, Charles marched straight to the bathroom.
He opened the bathroom door with a swift movement, his body almost trembling with the need to regain control of the overwhelming emotions surging through him.
"Pookie, is everything alright?" Augustine asked, stepping away from the shower, his right hand wiping away droplets of water from his face.
Charles scoffed, frustration and desire mixing in his tone. "Just shut up and kiss me, Augustine!" he spat, his voice low and commanding.
With that, Charles stepped fully into the bathroom, his feet moving quickly across the floor.
He reached up, placing his hands on Augustine’s cheeks, pulling him closer as he closed the gap between them, sealing Augustine’s lips with a passionate kiss.
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