"Your wish is my command, Pookie," Augustine purred, his voice low and velvety as his arms tightened possessively around Charles's waist.
Without another word, he effortlessly make his way towards the stairs as if Charles weighed nothing.
Each step Augustine took up the stairs was slow and deliberate.
Charles's fingers instinctively clung to Augustine's shirt, his heartbeat echoing loudly in his ears as their eyes stayed locked, the silence between them humming with anticipation.
Charles swallowed hard the gulped was visible in his throat. "I… I…"
Seeing the serious face of Augustine, Charles could tell that he had already put himself in great trouble.
'Gush! Why did I even utter such words out of my mouth?' He questioned himself while recalling how sexually active Augustine has always been.
'Or could it be that I am going to lose my virginity today?' Charles thought within himself and once more, he just couldn't help but gulp hard.