"Geez! Control yourself, you young man!" Charles snapped, playfully hitting Augustine on the shoulder.
Augustine shook his head sideways. "I can feel your dick on my stomach. Would I sound weird if I say I want to suck it? I really want to taste you pookie."
Charles sneered, rolling his eyes with a teasing glint as he let go of Augustine's shoulder. "Alright then," he whispered, his voice low and tempting.
Augustine's eyes widened in delight. "Oh my gosh! Thank you so much, pookie," he exclaimed, grinning wildly before pinning Charles against the car with a burst of excited energy.
Charles chuckled softly, his lips curling into a mischievous smile. "Babe, let's drive somewhere more secluded," he murmured, brushing a finger down Augustine's damp chest. "Someone might catch a picture of you like this… and I'm not ready to see another picture of us in public."
