A soft chuckle escaped Charles's lips as he slowly lowered his hands from Augustine's neck and placed them on Augustine's dick, which was still inside his ass hole.
Ever so slowly, Charles pulled Augustine's dick out and let it dangle in the warm water of the bathtub."
"I… I have to bathe now," Charles purred, releasing Augustine's dick from before rising from the bathtub.
Augustine remained silent, his eyes trailing after Charles as he moved toward the shower.
The way Charles walked… slow, tender, with a subtle wince in his steps, tugged at Augustine's heart. He could tell Charles was sore, and the sight left a sting of guilt blooming deep inside his chest.
Charles swiftly turned on the shower faucet, allowing the warm water from the shower to cascade down from his hair and towards the rest part of his body.
Augustine swallow hard.
Just by watching Charles bathe, Augustine felt himself growing harder with each passing second, arousal tightening in his core.
