"God, I love you, mate," Charles huffed a laugh, thinking about the shower. Yes, oh... that would be brills. So he put the pack down and turned his attention to Edwin's underwear. Charles took his time pulling it off, letting his gaze roam at the fully nude sight of Edwin. His skin was fascinating, so pale but not as pale as in death. It was something Charles wanted to explore, inch by inch, he wanted to know all its warmth and the sounds Edwin would make when he kissed certain parts. His gaze lingered on pink nipples before turning to the boy's hardness.

Charles licked his lips.

"Gonna make this good for you," he said hungrily, and took the lube bottle, while he nudged Edwin's thighs apart, moving between them again. Before he did anything, however, he leaned in to take a lick at the boy's cock, unable to restrain himself anymore.