Augustine exhaled deeply, his lips curling into a sly smirk as he swiftly carried toward the bathroom sink, firmly holding Charles in his arms.
Charles's legs remained wrapped tightly around Augustine's waist, their closeness intensifying the moment.
As Augustine placed Charles on the sink, his hands moved carefully to ensure Charles was fully supported, balancing his entire weight securely on the surface.
Augustine touch was steady, deliberate, as if he wanted to make sure Charles felt safe in his grasp.
For a moment, Augustine's intense gaze locked onto Charles's mesmerizing eyes, his breath hitching as he swallowed hard. "Please… don't regret this," he purred, his voice low and filled with a mix of longing and vulnerability, his eyes pleading for reassurance.
