CHAPTER 208: SUCK IT, AUGUSTINE.

Augustine’s lips curved into a wicked smirk as he pulled back just enough to lift his gaze and drink in the sight of Charles whose eyes were closed because he was lost in bliss.

Satisfied, Augustine stretched his left hand toward the glass cup, dipping his fingers inside with slow intention.

He pulled out a few more cubes of ice and let them fall delicately onto Charles’s chest, the cold shards landing with soft clinks against the warmth of Charles skin, sending fresh sparks of sensation rippling through his lover’s body.

The moment the cold ice came in contact with Charles skin, he arched his back upwards.

"Arrgh..." Charles moaned, his grips on Augustine’s shoulder became tightened.

Augustine’s smirk deepened as he slowly drew his tongue out of his mouth, letting it trail from Charles’s hardened nipple down to the icy cube resting flat on his chest.

With teasing precision, Augustine’s warm tongue coaxed the ice to glide downward, until they got to Charles belly button.

When Augustine reached the hollow of Charles’s belly button, he paused, standing still as his eyes locked on his beautiful lover, drinking in every shiver, every breath, every tremble.

"I’ll go gentle," Augustine whispered, though no question had been asked and his words sounded more like a promise.

Charles swallowed hard, nodding slowly, trusting every word that rolled off Augustine’s lips.

With that quiet reassurance, Augustine stayed still, eyes fixed on the melting ice pooling in the hollow of Charles’s belly button.

The more the ice melt the more Charles arched his back.

"Pookie. Tell me you love me."

Charles eyes slowly open and he lowered his gaze towards the lower part of his body, staring at Augustine who stood still as he watch the ice melt off.

"Hey," Charles called softly, drawing Augustine’s attention as he lifted his gaze to meet Charles’s concerned eyes.

"Is something wrong?" Charles asked, one brow arching, worry creasing his forehead.

Augustine nodded slowly, a gentle smile tugging at his lips. "Everything’s fine, Pookie. I’m just thinking... trying to figure out how to make this perfect without hurting you."

Charles reached out, stretching his hands forward so Augustine could take them.

As their fingers intertwined, Charles smiled warmly, eyes full of gentle reassurance.

"If you’re having second thoughts about this," he said softly, "it’s completely okay for us to stop right here—right now."

"Huh?"

"Augustine. Making love is a two way thing and I don’t want to force you to be in the mood with me when it seems you clearly aren’t—"

"Baby boy," Augustine interrupted, his voice low and raw, cutting Charles off before he could finish his sentence. "If there’s one thing I’m honest about, it’s this..."

Augustine’s words faltered, swallowed by a deep, steadying breath.

"I don’t need to explain myself to you," he whispered, voice barely more than a whisper, almost as if his words are meant only for Charles’s ear. "All I need to do is show you how I feel."

Charles took in Augustine’s words fully but didn’t say a thing, just nodding shyly as a flush of heat bloomed fiercely across his cheeks.

Augustine scoffed, a teasing spark in his eyes as observed the adorable awkwardness on Charles face.

Augustine slowly dragged his tongue across his lips, his wet lips making his mouth look impossibly tempting, then he pulled his fingers back into the glass cup which contains the melting ice was.

As Augustine pulled out two big ice cube from, the cup, he lower his body towards Charles chest and without warning, he sweep his tongue across the melted ice on the chest of Charles.

Once more, Charles found himself shutting his eyes as his back arched upwards.

"Arrgh," Charles moaned.

After trailing his tongue over Charles Donald’s chest, Augustine gently placed the ice cube right onto Charles’s belly button.

"Be still, Pookie," he commanded softly, swirling the ice in slow, teasing circles.

"Ohh, fuck," Charles moaned, biting his lower lip as Augustine slowly guided the ice down toward his waistline, every movement igniting a fire beneath the chill.

Augustine’s other hand slid deliberately to unwrap the towel from Charles’s waist, exposing more of Charles heated skin as he toosed the towel towards the ground.

Augustine’s right hand, still holding the ice, let the ice trail slowly down, inching toward Charles’s length.

For a long, Augustine stayed still, letting the ice press cold against Charles’s dick, savoring the delicious contrast as it began to melt against him.

"Ohh... fuck... yeah."

Charles couldn’t control himself no more as he release his lips from his teeth, allowing seductive moan to escape his mouth in a blissful sensational manner.

He lean his face over to Charles dick as he draw his tongue out of his mouth and began to lick the trail of melted ice.

The impact of Augustine warm tongue on the dick of Charles drove him to the edge of insanity.

Charles’s hands slipped from Augustine’s shoulders to tangle slowly in his hair, fingers threading through thick strands with growing urgency.

After a few moments, Charles settled his hands back onto Augustine’s shoulders, grounding himself.

"Hmm..."

Meanwhile, Augustine’s tongue traced slow, tantalizing circles, while his hand holding the ice traced a deliberate path down Charles’s shaft until finally the ice came in contact with the pink cap of Charles dick.

"Aug... Augustine!" Charles groaned, breath hitching as his fingers clenched into Augustine’s shoulder with desperate need.

Augustine’s voice dropped low and playful, a dark promise lacing his words as his breath caressed Charles dick. "Do you like that, baby boy?"

Augustine’s tongue danced over the trail of melted ice on Charles’s dick in a teasing and exploring manner until his tongue finally brushed the swollen tip of Charles dick, sending an electric jolt that made Charles shudder in bliss.

"Mmmmh, mmmmh, mmmmh, oh godddd,

so good." Augustine moaned.

Just by licking Charles dick, Augustine could literally feel his heart beating extremely faster as pleasure gush through his entire vein.

Now that Augustine’s lips were pressed against the sensitive tip of Charles’s dick, he sucked on the melting ice resting there, the cold mixing with the slick heat beneath his mouth.

"Arrgh," Charles moan, his fingers digging into Augustine’s skin, but he didn’t seem to care.

Augustine slide his mouth open just enough, and without warning, he grasp the cap of Charles dick with his teeth and just before Charles could properly react, Augustine gave Charles dick a gentle bite.

"Ouch... fuck!"

Charles moan boost Augustine’s confident as he has Charles another gentle bite on the cap of his dick.

"Mmmh, oh yeah, just like that..."

Charles’s chest rose and fell with a blissful rhythm, every nerve alive with craving. He needed Augustine’s mouth on him, needed to be consumed... to be sucked.

"Put it in your mouth, babe," Charles purred, his voice thick with desire.

Charles slid his right hand from Augustine’s shoulder and pressed it just above Augustine’s head, gently but insistently guiding him closer, desperate for Augustine to take him in.

"Not yet, Pookie." Augustine whispered and what followed next was another gentle bite which he gave to the cap of Charles dick, prompting Charles to arch his back even more.

"Ohh, fuck..."

Augustine continued his tantalizing motion, teasing the tip of Charles’s dick with soft bites, then licking the tender spots his teeth had grazed.

He repeated the gentle nibbling in slow, deliberate circles, each motion igniting more heat.

"Arrgh... ohh... Arrh..."

Charles’s moans grew louder, urging Augustine to do more sinful things to him.

The more Charles surrendered to Augustine’s pleasure, the more Augustine became delighted in pushing him to the edge of ecstasy.

"Plea... please take it in..." Charles pleaded.

Augustine smirk. "Not yet, Pookie."

Again, he bite Charles dick and a loud moan escaped Charles lips.

Charles burned with need, desperate to feel the heat of his cock buried deep inside Augustine’s wet mouth.

The teasing torment became unbearable.

He needed to be fucked but in the mouth of Augustine and likewise his tight asshole.

With a sudden, fierce motion, Charles lifted his left hand from Augustine’s shoulder, grabbed hold of Augustine’s head, and shoved him forward without warning.

"Suck it," he demanded, his voice raw and urgent. "Suck me Augustine. I want to feel your wet lips around my entire cock."

Augustine’s lips curved into a smirk as he nod his head, delighted by the behaviour of Charles.

"Ohh yeah! I love it whenever you lose control of yourself, Pookie. I love it whenever you are rough." Augustine purred playfully, opening his mouth wide as he dive the entire dick of Charles inside his mouth.

"Arrgh," Charles purred, his hands gripping Augustine’s head firmly, guiding it deeper until the heat of his dick as he pressed his members deep inside Augustine’s mouth to an extent that his cock almost touch the throat of Augustine.

"Ummm..."

Augustine responded with slow, deliberate strokes, his head moving down, then pulling up in a rhythm that sent shivers through them both, each motion igniting more intense fire between the two of them.

"Mmmh, oh yeah, just like that..." Charles moaned, his fingers diving into Augustine’s hair as he received the best blowjob of his life.