Sweeping Him Off His Feet Chapter 32: First kiss

Slowly began to brush off each other.

A playful smile danced across Augustine's face as he slowly raised his head up, gently grazing his lips against Charles's, which were slightly parted in anticipation.

"You sll divine," Augustine purred, his voice low and seductive as his lips curved into a mischievous smile. "Keep being a naughty boy and I might just have to reward you with a kiss...or more-"

"Just shut up and kiss ," Charles growled, his fingers tightening in Augustine's hair.

With a firm tug, he pulled Augustine's face closer, silencing any further teasing with a passionate, heated kiss.

Initially, Augustine had assud Charles was simply playing along, but the aggressive, possessive kiss took him aback, leaving him montarily stunned and unable to respond.

Augustine's eyes fluttered shut as Charles pressed their lips together, his tongue teasingly caressing Augustine's lower lip.

Waves of desire coursed through him, goosebumps rising along his skin as he relished in the sensation.

Within Augustine stomach, butterflies imdiately try to threaten their way out as the heart of Augustine beats rapidly.

Ti beca frozen as he was locked in the blissful mont.

Charles Donald tasted like a hint of mint and the lingering warmth of red wine, a combination as intoxicating as the man himself.

His grip on Augustine's hair tightened, possessive yet tender, and slowly, he bit Augustine's lower lip with a deliberate passion that sent a shiver down Augustine's spine, leaving him utterly captivated.

In an instant, Augustine found himself closing his eyes, his head arched towards his back as he allowed Charles to take control of the mont.

Charles's breath hitched as he bit Augustine's lips again, softer this ti, as though he was savouring the mont.

Augustine's hands instinctively gripped Charles's shirt, pulling him closer, his heart pounding so loudly that he beca certain that Charles could hear it.

And then, without warning, Charles slid his tongue into Augustine's mouth, claiming him with slow, deliberate movents that left no room for hesitation, their breaths mingling in an intoxicating rhythm.

'Argh!' Augustine moaned in between the kiss.

Augustine felt his own tongue tentatively begin to return Charles's advances, only for the kiss to unexpectedly co to an abrupt halt.

Charles withdrew his lips, blinked his eyes as their gazes t from a re breath apart.

Though their kiss had ended, the closeness of their faces maintained.

Charles fluttered his eyelashes, his face coloring with embarrassnt. "That's enough," he muttered, lowering his gaze as he wiped his lips with his thumb. "I think I've gotten the answer I needed." He added while sniffing his nose.

Augustine scoffed. "You're dangerous, Charles," he whispered against Charles's lips, his voice radiating with excitent and longing.

Charles bumped his forehead against Augustine's as he smirked, his voice low and teasing. "Dangerous? Or irresistible?"

Silence...

Augustine didn't answer, but the look in his eyes spoke volus. It was clear that he found Charles to be irresistible.

After a brief mont of silence, Augustine shook his head gently from side to side, his nose brushing against Charles's in a playful, teasing manner. "Did you kiss because you want to confirm if it's wise to sign a sex contract with -"

'Boom!'

Charles unexpectedly fell onto the bed which was even before Augustine could properly complete his phrase.

Panicked!

Imdiately, Augustine began to panic in fright as he pressed the ergency button.

With a swift motion, he rises from the bed, storming out of the hospital while calling out for nurses and doctors.

"Help! I need a doctor or nurse!" Augustine's voice rang out, a desperate plea for assistance echoing through the hospital room.

His words betrayed his fear and the urgent need for aid.

One mont, he was having a blissful ti with Charles and the other mont, he was panicking because of Charles.

dical personnel hurried into Charles's hospital room.

A nurse checked his heartbeat while a doctor carefully pried Charles's eyes open with his fingers, shining a small flashlight into them to assess his response.

Following that, the doctor glanced at the nurse, who offered him a small, reassuring nod. "He's just fast asleep, Mister Augustine. There's no need to worry," the doctor said calmly.

"H-huh?" Augustine tilted his head towards the side as he arched his brows. "He's fast asleep?" He probed with a surprised expression written on his face.

"Yes," The doctor replied with a brief nod as he began to make his way towards the door with the nurse trailing after him.

Augustine stood immobile, confused by why Charles had acted in such a manner.

He wanted to tell the doctor that Charles had kissed him just a while ago, but on second thought, he decided against it. He didn't want anyone, aside from his family, to know about their relationship.

Slowly, Augustine made his way to the couch in the room.

As he sat down, he turned on his phone, his finger hesitating before roaming across the screen.

He opened Google and began searching for answers, trying to understand why Charles had passed out after their passionate mont together.

The reason was written bold and clear- Pleasure syncope.

Pleasure syncope occurs when the body experiences intense emotional arousal, which can trigger a sudden drop in blood pressure and heart rate.

"What the hell!" Augustine spat in bafflent.